Cross the battlefield and activate the system with 98K at the beginning

Chapter 75
While the two were talking, some devils had already charged up the tower with gleaming bayonets.

The soldiers of the 108th regiment started a bayonet-to-bayoneer hand-to-hand battle with the devils.

The 108th regiment has no advantage in melee bayonet fighting. There are too many recruits in this regiment, and the bayonet fighting skills are not good enough.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses of soldiers from the 108th regiment lay in the gap.

Although they were beaten back again and again by the devils in the bayonet battle, the remaining soldiers still resisted desperately, fighting to the death without retreating!

These people who defend their homes and the country may not be as skilled as others, but at the last moment, they seem to have the blood of soldiers.

In the fierce melee, a recruit from the 108th regiment was almost overwhelmed by a veteran of the Devils.

This recruit has only been in the army for less than four months, and his stabbing skills are not particularly skilled.

Seeing that the opponent was a recruit, the veteran ghost made a fake move, and then kicked the recruit hard in the chest.

The recruit who had been kicked so badly fell to the ground immediately, trying to stand up and continue fighting.

But the devil veteran didn't give the soldier a chance to fight back. In a blink of an eye, the devil veteran with a grin on his face stabbed the 108 soldier's ribs with the bayonet in his hand.

The recruit's eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't get rid of the stabs of the veteran devil at all.

At this moment, the veteran devil's waist was hit by a very strong bayonet. The veteran devil immediately curled up and fell to the ground, and the bayonet that had stabbed the recruit also fell to the ground.

Putting a bayonet on the heart of the fallen devil veteran, Liang Shanhao yelled sharply: "Little brother, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get me up! Hit the devil!"

After waking up from a daze, the soldier passing by the ghost gate suddenly stood up and continued to fight with Liang Shanhao.

Handing an MP40 submachine gun to the soldier, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Daniel, this soldier doesn't know how to play with bayonets, watch out! You guys are going to shoot cold shots in the back! I want to play with the devils with bayonets!"

Nodding to Liang Shanhao, Wang Daniu, who reloaded the magazine, shouted: "Tuan Zuo, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Liang Shanhao had already fought a bayonet with a little devil veteran.

This devil seems to be a veteran of the second draft. Maybe he fought in the Russo-Japanese War and fought against tall and burly men!

He didn't pay attention to Liang Shanhao at all, the devil with the scar on his face raised his bayonet and stabbed straight at Liang Shanhao's chest.

The stabbing action can be described as clean and neat, this guy is indeed a veteran of the devils who has been fighting for a long time.

Seeing the devil's veteran's bayonet stabbing towards him, Liang Shanhao, who didn't have any waves on his face, looked at the right time and raised his gun, and the devil's veteran's bayonet was instantly spread out.

This defensive tactic is not a move in the infantry drills of German weapon masters, but comes from Liang Shanhao's own understanding of martial arts.

Liang Shanhao from Greater Guangdong is proficient in Wing Chun and knows that weapons are the extension of hands and feet. The "stand hands" in Wing Chun's three axes seems to be incorporated into the bayonet fighting moves by Liang Shanhao.

With a look of shock on his face, the devil veteran found that this opponent was not easy, and the defense could be described as calm and airtight.

With two sudden steps, the veteran devil pointed his bayonet at Liang Shanhao again and made a series of thrusts.

Liang Shanhao did not panic, holding the Mauser rifle in his hand to defend calmly.

One spread, one arm, one fall.

The three-axe defense of Wing Chun was used by Liang Shanhao to fight the bayonet.

The extremely aggressive serial thrusts of the devil veteran were broken by Liang Shanhao's bayonet.

Before the devil veteran had time to readjust his attack method, Liang Shanhao had already seized the gap of the devil veteran and stabbed him hard in the chest.

This move is the standard finger from Wing Chun boxing, the attack is fierce and murderous.

The ghost veteran curled up and fell to the ground struggling, unable to stand up again!
But this devil veteran has a very strong will to fight, and he still wants to throw a grenade at Liang Shanhao.

But as soon as the devil veteran raised his hand, a bullet broke the devil veteran's palm.

With a bang, the devil veteran and several little devils around him were also killed in the explosion.

Looking back at the commanding height of the tower, Liang Shanhao showed a smile on his face.

This cold shot was shot by Yang Yiming, as expected, he was a blockbuster as the name suggests!

Before Liang Shanhao had time to stand still, two devils rushed over from behind Liang Shanhao.

There was only a short burst of gunfire, and the two devils wanted to hit Liang Shanhao. A devil who was caught off guard fell at Liang Shanhao's feet. Although the bullet from the MP40 submachine gun hit his stomach, he did not die immediately.

The two devils who stole the chicken and lost the rice were dying, waiting for Liang Shanhao to make up the knife.

With a smirk on his face, Liang Shanhao scolded in standard Kyoto dialect: "Baga! This is your so-called Bushido spirit? Shit! What kind of soldiers are you sneaking around! I'd better send you home!"

After finishing speaking, Liang Shanhao stabbed each of the two devils.

At this time, the devils on the tower of Zhonghua Gate had been driven to the slope below the gap.

Even so, the Devil tanks under the city wall fired wildly, and the soldiers of the 108th regiment in the gap were only able to parry, but had no power to fight back.

Pushing away the machine gunner who was lying on the MG42 general-purpose machine gun, Battalion Commander Liu fired hysterically at the devils on the slope.

Teet tete tete!

Teet tete tete!

The devils on the slope were beaten so hard that they couldn't lift their heads, and the corpses covered the entire slope leading to the gap.

The two crooked sub-machine guns were intended to carry out counter-fire suppression, but before the bullets in the magazines were filled with thirty rounds, the devil's machine gunner was knocked crookedly on the firing position by the MG42 general-purpose machine gun.

The general-purpose machine gun erected at the gap can be said to be a one-man guard, and ten thousand men can't open it.

No matter how many devils there were on the slope, they were all swept to the ground by the dense rain of bullets.

He emptied a drum at the devil, and the murderous-looking Battalion Commander Liu yelled, "Ammunition box! Ammunition box..."

Before he finished speaking, a wave of grenades slammed towards the machine gun position where Battalion Commander Liu was.

It seems that this MG42 general-purpose machine gun has long attracted the attention of the leader of the Guizi United.

Without the firepower of the MG42 general-purpose machine gun, the devil's offensive became even more violent.

The devil on the slope slowly pressed up with a [-]-type rifle.

The defense of the gap is in danger.

Liang Shanhao helped up Commander Liu, who was limp on the gun, and Liang Shanhao, whose face was splattered with blood, shouted repeatedly: "Commander Liu, Commander Liu!"

The angry-eyed Commander Liu remained silent.

Helping to close Battalion Commander Liu's eyes, Liang Shanhao yelled, "Battalion Commander Xiong, light the fire for me."

With an order, eighteen barrels of gasoline were overturned, and the dark liquid flowed down the slope.

With a look of shock on his face, one of the devil's squadron leaders roared sharply: "Baga! It's gasoline! The Chinese soldiers are about to light the fire! Kill the dick!"

The devil's squadron leader knew very well that retreating at this time would only cause chaos in the formation and shake the morale of the army.

Although charging forward cannot avoid the fire attack of the Chinese army, but if you put all your eggs in one basket and risk your life, you may still have a chance to rush to the top of the wall.

But the fire on the slope told the devil's squadron leader that the probability of success of this opportunity was only [-]%.

In an instant, raging fires ignited in the gaps in the three city walls. It was the anger of the Eastern dragon, and it was the cry of [-] million compatriots.

The devils on the slope were burned to the point of crying for their father and mother, throwing away their helmets and armor.

The devil's attack, which was originally thunderous, was blocked by the fire.

The devils who were on fire threw away the weapons in their hands and ran straight down the slope.

It is true that the power of this fire attack should not be underestimated. These devils who were on fire had already lost their will to fight.

Seeing two or three burning devils rushing towards him, a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the combat staff officer of the commander of the regiment commander.

Protecting the regiment commander behind him, a major who looked like a combat staff raised the bastard box in his hand and pulled the trigger.

Snapped!
The first shot misses!

Snapped!
A second shot brings down a soldier on fire!

The other two devils continued to run over regardless.

With a look of panic on his face, the combat staff hurriedly fired the third shot, but the damn Nanfang [-]th type got stuck at the most critical moment!

Seeing the two soldiers on fire getting closer, the commander of the regiment captain pushed away the combat staff officer standing in front of him.

The commander of the regiment captain is proficient in swordsmanship, and he is best at close-quarters slashing.

Pulling out a sharp samurai sword from his waist suddenly, the commander of the regiment captain chopped down two deserters who lost their military discipline one after another.

The blade was stained red with blood, and the commander of the regiment leader opened his throat and roared: "Baga! No one is allowed to withdraw! Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Yiming, who was lurking at the commanding height of the gate tower, suddenly pulled the trigger of the Mauser 98K rifle.

Bang!
A bloody hole appeared on the forehead of the regimental commander, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, the cluster grenades from Neweng City continued to fly into the devils' battle formation under the city of Nanjing, and the devil's infantry's offensive immediately fell apart.

The 12 tanks saw that the infantry suffered heavy losses, so they had to cover the remaining devil infantry and withdraw their troops temporarily.

In other words, after fighting for a whole morning on December 12, the No. 12 Seventh Regiment's siege operation failed again.

The Zhonghua Gate of Nanjing City is still immovable like a mountain, and it is still in the hands of the supplementary brigade of the 88th Division of the Garrison.

(End of this chapter)