Anti-Japanese blood sacrifice mountains and rivers

[Volume 1] Section 8: Chapter 3 Seven Daredevil Warriors (1)

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Chapter 3 Daredevil Seven Heroes

At this critical moment, Xu Houde rushed over with a machine gun, da, da da!clatter!Da da!With very rhythmic short bursts, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground like autumn leaves. Xu Houde was a Maxine heavy machine gun shooter. The Browning of the Americans, the mg11 of the Germans, no matter what kind of machine gun they have in their hands, they can turn decay into magic!

The Japanese attack was finally repulsed, more than 8 corpses of Japanese soldiers added some decorations to this small position, Gao Fei lay in the mud mixed with stumps and broken arms, panting like a cow.Anti-Japanese Blood Sacrifice Mountains and Rivers [-]

Xu Houde patted Gao Fei up and down with concern on his face, until Gao Fei looked at him with strange eyes. If Gao Fei could speak at this moment, he would definitely go away!The stinky guy blurted out!

Soon, Xu Houde found what he was looking for from Gao Fei's pocket. Half a pack of cigarettes was missing. It’s too wasteful to have your nose stuffed up! It’s good for the brothers to enjoy themselves!”

Gao Fei nodded. Seeing that Gao Fei agreed, Xu Houde hurriedly cupped his hands and then shouted: "The deputy battalion commander will give out cigarettes for everyone's tooth sacrifice!"

Gao Fei glared at Xu Houde and said: "There are only five sticks left, let's take turns taking one sip each!"

Xu Houde squeezed the cigarette case sadly, and said in a low voice: "Five cigarettes are enough, enough!"

"What?" Gao Fei staggered and stood up with Xu Houde's support. The Dongbei guy, the old Shanxi, the big bowl of noodles, the small glasses, and the bandy legs were the only five people who were alone on the battlefield looking for the brothers who were still alive.

Gao Fei looked at his watch, there was only the last sliver of sunlight in the sky, maybe the Japanese thought that there were no living Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, and even the routine bombardment after the failed attack was even saved?So the seven surviving Chinese Communists scolded the little Japanese for being a stingy thing, and refused to even fire the cannon, looking down on the old men?While lamenting for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, perhaps this is the meaning of living here.

Gao Fei's watch stopped working. Gao Fei estimated that it might have been damaged by the shock, but he calculated the approximate time of the extremely tragic hand-to-hand fight just now based on the time of sunset!It's only less than 3 minutes?There were 47 panting people on the previous position, including three seriously wounded!

Only then did Gao Fei experience the real cruelty of hand-to-hand combat. The scenes of back and forth fighting and entanglement in later generations of film and television dramas can only exist under artistic processing. Even in hand-to-hand combat with thousands of people, the fighting time is only a few minutes.

After inspecting the position, Gao Fei looked at Fang Guozhong, the Dongbei guy who was collecting ammunition, and said, "Oh! I said it was strange! What about the body of the big Japanese guy I killed before? The **** thing almost killed me? What about the body? Missing? Did any of you see it?"

Fang Guozhong said with a blank face: "You still want to see the dead little devil? I said what's wrong with you? What's there to see? A stinky skin with a bayonet piercing two eyes! These days we kill If you look at Little Japan one by one, will you still eat in the future?"

A thin young man in a military uniform that didn't fit well came to Gao Fei's side, smiled flatteringly and said, "Vice battalion officer! I saw that five or six little Japanese were carried back, and I shot and knocked down two of them." , Don’t you think it’s strange, I knocked down two and someone came back, it’s terrible to lose the body? It’s just Cao Chang, the lieutenant who was killed yesterday is still stinking in the puddle!” 7446004