All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 6, Rescue Zhang Dabiao
"Hurry up!"

The Japanese army headquarters was hit, and the various units lost their command and could not fight in a unified and coordinated manner.

But that doesn't mean there won't be wars.

The Xinyi Regiment, which was breaking out of the siege, was blocked by the Japanese heavy machine gun team when it passed through a ditch.

The narrow channel can only accommodate a few people, and a heavy machine gun fires to block it, which is a situation where one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it.

"Da da da..." A series of bullets swept past.

The soldiers who rushed to the front were knocked down heavily by the Type [-] heavy machine gun.The people behind were forced to stop and hid behind a bunker beside them.

"Demoman."

Time is running out, there is no other choice but to attack by force.

Hearing the order from the regiment leader, the blaster, knowing that he was close to death, rushed out with the explosive pack without hesitation.

After bending over and rushing out a few steps, the enemy's bullets knocked him down heavily, and the look in the eyes of the young soldier suddenly dimmed.

"Captain, I'll go."

Li Yunlong's guard, Huzi, is about to rush out to replace the blaster.

Chen Hao, who had just caught up, grabbed him quickly, "Wait, leave this to me."

Li Yunlong turned his head to look at him, with doubts in his eyes: I leave it to you, are you going to throw explosives?

Huzi lost his mind and asked Li Yunlong with his eyes.

"Let him try."

Li Yunlong would like to see what kind of means the person who can take over the devil's headquarters has.

Chen Hao took off the bazooka on his back and put a high-explosive bomb on it.

Standing behind the bunker, leaned out half of the body at the fastest speed, aimed and shot, all in one go.

With a bang, a huge flame and thick black smoke rose up.

Huzi poked his head to look, and saw that the heavy machine gun was lying on the sand pile, and the Japanese devils were blown over.

"Success!" He announced excitedly.

"Come on!"

The soldiers rushed out immediately, regardless of their surprise.

Li Yunlong took a second look at the bazooka in Chen Hao's hand.

The long thing like a gun barrel can shoot out the shells. What kind of new weapon is this?

It's too awesome, can it be sold?

If he had this kind of weapon, he wouldn't have to be afraid of the devil's bunker towers.

However, Li Yunlong didn't have time to ask more questions, he smiled at Chen Hao, and chased after him with a box cannon in his hand.

Not long after the new regiment rushed out, a Japanese second lieutenant led two dozen soldiers to block the gap.

Zhang Dabiao and others who rushed over were stopped by machine guns.

"Battalion Commander, we can't get through the front."

"Follow me over there."

Zhang Dabiao pointed to the hill next to him, and limped closer with a rifle in his hand.

He originally rushed to the first echelon with the regiment leader, but in order to gather the soldiers who fell behind, he slowed down his pace.

Unknowingly, he fell to the end of the whole group.

What was even more unlucky was that the little devil sanba drilled a hole in his leg, and his leg was injured, so he couldn't keep up with the big troops.

The enemy blocked the gap, and there were only a dozen of them. Their strength was too weak, and it was impossible to break through.

Kneeling down on the hill, Zhang Dabiao said to the soldiers following him: "Brothers, we are surrounded by the enemy again, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Everyone replied firmly.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were filled with relief, "Okay, they are all from our new regiment, the regiment leader and the others have already broken out.

We can let go of our hands and feet and have a good fight with the devils.Even if I die, I will have to pull a few backs. "

The combat effectiveness of the Xinyi Regiment is not only reflected in the weapons and equipment, but also the spirit of fighting tenaciously to the end and not fearing death.

Encouraged by Zhang Dabiao, the soldiers fought the enemy vigorously for the final battle as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Below the hill, Major Yoshida of the Fifth Infantry Battalion put down his binoculars and said to the people beside him:

"Finally, we have a chance. They are singled out. It is best to take a prisoner. We can't even know who killed the chief."

"Yes, sir."

The lieutenant led a small team and launched an attack on the eighth road of the hill.

Major Yoshida gripped the command saber vigorously, his brain had already drifted to the sky.

Just now, he led people to the destroyed headquarters and saw the situation in the headquarters.

Both Captain Sakata and the Chief of Staff have dedicated their lives to the Holy War of the Empire.

And that's not the most infuriating thing.

Being a soldier naturally requires the awareness to die in battle. Today is him, tomorrow is me, sooner or later there will be such a day.

Shao Zuo Yoshida was very angry, because the Eighth Route Army did not respect their captain.

When a person dies, they have to take off their clothes.

Only the lining inside was left, which did not give the Colonel any respect.

Revenge is naturally necessary.

But before that, they need to know who the enemy is before they can lock the target of revenge.

"The enemy is very cunning!"

Zhang Dabiao aimed at a devil running back and forth in a zigzag pattern, and pulled the trigger.

Bullets pass through the enemy's chest in the blink of an eye.

Whether he likes it or not, he pulls the bolt to push the next bullet into the chamber, and then looks for the next target.

No matter what kind of thoughts the enemy has, he just wants to pull a few more backs.

"Little devil, eat a grenade from Grandpa."

The soldiers beside him threw it vigorously, and the grenade flew in a beautiful arc and landed at the enemy's feet.

There was a bang, and two more were blown over.

Sticking to the high hills and condescending brought them a great advantage.

But there were only a dozen people, without a machine gun, and the ammunition they carried was still very limited. It was only a matter of time before they were wiped out by the swarming enemies.

They are just relying on their unyielding spirit and dying together with the enemy, and they are making the last persistence.

Zhang Dabiao's gun was aimed again, an enemy who was operating a grenade.

The enemy's elite veterans skillfully use the grenade and can almost hit every shot.

Many of the machine gun fire points of their new regiment were destroyed by grenades.

Before Zhang Dabiao had time to pull the trigger, two blood flowers appeared on the enemy's body, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

who hit it?
It's a coincidence that two people fight an enemy at the same time.

Zhang Dabiao didn't think much about it, and was about to aim at the next enemy, but saw two blood flowers protruding from the enemy's chest just like before, and fell down.

This time he realized something was wrong.

Turning his head to look, Li Yunlong rushed back with the Czech light machine gun in his arms.

"Xinyituan is here, little devil, come if you are not afraid of death!"

"Battalion Commander, the regiment commander is here to save us."

The soldiers next to them shouted excitedly that they were saved.

"Team leader..." Zhang Dabiao didn't even cry out for the pained man when he was injured, but wept into tears: "Team leader, I'm causing trouble for Xinyituan."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Li Yunlong handed the machine gun to the soldier next to him, carried him on his back, and withdrew.

"Leader, you put me down, I can go, leader..."

"Fart, shut up for me, as long as I, Li Yunlong, are here, I won't lose a brother."

With a long burst, Chen Hao accurately shot the heads of two outcropping Japanese soldiers. Hearing the conversation, he turned his head and took a look.

He is really a comrade in arms carrying a gun together, never abandoning or giving up, and fighting back at the risk.

Chen Hao's eyes were moist: "Damn it, why haven't I met such a good teammate?"

Those who are mercenaries are all a group of people who fight for money.I can sacrifice my life for the benefit, but for the sake of the plastic companion, it is better to avoid it.

"Get out, get out."

Chen Hao used the powerful firepower of the AK [-] to cover everyone's retreat.

"It's him, it's him."

"It's him?"

Under the hill, Major Yoshida was identified by others, and stared at Chen Hao through the eyes of the telescope, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his heart.

The third wing should remember this face, kill him, and avenge the leader of the wing.

(End of this chapter)