Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 391

Wang Dahao stood up, pulled out the box gun, and shouted loudly: "After the shelling is over, all attack Lijiazhuang."

"It's the captain..." Li Erdan, Zhang San, Sun Dabao and the others responded one after another, then turned around and ran away in all directions.

Under the dark night and the half moon, Lijiazhuang gathered various guerrilla units in all directions, armed with guns in both hands, waiting for the order to attack after the bombardment from the east.

In Lijiazhuang, in the division headquarters of the Sixth Division of the Puppet Army, the lights were flickering brightly. Seven or eight people were sitting around the wine table, celebrating and drinking happily. Weapons, we will be able to recruit and expand our troops, and our strength will be greatly increased to be on our own.”

"Brothers rejoice together. When the army expands to one army, I will be the army commander. All the brothers present will follow me to get promoted and get rich, and eat well and drink hot food."

"Thank you, brother, for your support. Brothers all hold up the wine bowls in their hands. Let's toast brother with a bowl of wine together,"

"Okay..." When seven or eight people in the room were toasting with wine bowls in their hands, the cannonballs swished across the night sky in an arc, fell one after another and plunged into the soil layer, exploding balls of flames in an instant , The ground kicked up mud and smoke, and the sound of rumbling guns was loud, and the walls of the courtyards and houses collapsed.

The division headquarters of the Sixth Division of the Puppet Army was shaken violently by the artillery fire, and the soil fell from the roof of the shed, and seven or eight people ran out in panic one after the other.

"what happened?"

"Report to the teacher, the specific situation is unknown."

"Damn it, what are you all doing for food? Others have already called at the door of your house, and you don't know what's going on."

"Mother, what are you doing standing here, go and assemble your troops quickly."

"It's the master seat..."

On the east side of Lijiazhuang, dozens of mortars lined up and fired one after another. The shells swished and fell across the night sky, and balls of fire exploded, shining brightly on the entire sky. Flames, black smoke billowed after the bombardment.

Wang Dahao stood in front of the team, holding a box gun in his hand, and shouted in a rough voice: "Brothers, follow me!"

"Rush..." The densely swaying figure, hula-la charged the crowd, ran and shot towards Lijiazhuang, and the guerrilla teams on the other three sides also launched an attack at the same time. The sound of thunder and thunder echoed in my ears, and the crackling bullets flew back and forth, piercing through the body and bleeding, and one after another the running figures fell forward and fell to sacrifice.

On the Lijiazhuang puppet army's position, a pair of light and heavy machine guns turned back and forth, bursting into blue flames, crackling and strafing bullets, and standing in the crowd, a chunky figure standing in the crowd, blackened by the artillery fire, anxious to face With a loud voice, he shouted: "I resisted them all, fired back and hit them hard."

"It's the teacher's seat..." Dozens of mortars fired one after another, and the shells arced across the air and fell into the charging crowd, instantly exploding flames and bursts of fire everywhere, rumbling and thundering. Resounding in the ears, one after another ran and shot up and down, shaking the figure, following the ground, the mud was thrown up and collapsed to sacrifice.

Wang Dahao swayed from side to side, running in the ranks of the charging crowd. While running and shooting, he commanded and shouted loudly: "Brothers, go!"

"rush…"

"Da da da..." The bullets flying on both sides of the crackling, swishing and flying straight, hit the heads and chests of the charging soldiers, and the bullets pierced through the body with a bang, bleeding, one after another. Shaking his figure while running, he fell one after another on the charge road and died.

Liu Erlen held the barrel of the light machine gun in both hands, and repeatedly shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me!"

"Da da da…"

Surrounded by the crowd outside Lijiazhuang, densely packed figures swayed here and there, running and shooting, and charged. One after another grenade fell on the puppet army's position, exploding balls of fireballs and bursting into flames. The black smoky figure followed the uplifted soil and collapsed, and the billowing black smoke enveloped the sky above the position.

The soldiers of the puppet army fell in the pit of the trench, their arms and legs were missing from the explosion, and they were bloody and bloody, screaming in pain...

"Ah..."

Qian Dayong, the commander of the Sixth Division of the Puppet Army, hid in the pit of the trench with his waist down, his big eyes poked out half his head, and when he saw the dense and swaying black shadows coming from all sides, he clenched his fist and slammed it on the ground and cursed: "Damn it, where are there so many people?"

"We are surrounded in the division seat, what should we do next?"

Qian Dayong hurriedly turned his head back and said: "You fucking ask me, I ask who to go, and gather troops to stop it."

"It's the master seat..."

Wang Dahao led the guerrilla detachment and rushed up from the east. The hula-la crowd ran in the smoke of gunfire, and rushed to the Lijiazhuang position first, and started hand-to-hand bayonet combat with the enemy.

Wang Dahao was bombarded into blackness by the artillery fire, and he swung the heavy crescent machete in his hand, slashing back and forth, up and down, left and right, hacking into the puppet soldier's body with all his strength and pulling it out. Puppet soldiers fell one after another, and their figures swayed here and there in the crowd of puppet soldiers, rampaging back and forth to fight.

Li Erdan, Zhang San, Sun Dabao and others led various guerrilla detachments, and at the same time besieged Lijiazhuang from all sides, and started hand-to-hand combat with the puppet soldiers on the ground.

"Kill..." There was a burst of knife grabbing sounds, jingling echoed in my ears, one by one pseudo-soldiers were thrown down, and some bayonets were broken in the body, and one soldier after another fell under the enemy's bayonets sacrifice.

Liu Er Leng led the death squad to follow up, holding the knife handle firmly in the palm of his hand, swinging the knife up and down, left and right, like a crazy old cow, rampaging through the crowd of pseudo-soldiers, slashing at the enemy's head and neck and pulling out , One after another, blood gushed out, knocking down puppet soldiers one after another, and shouted loudly, "Kill..."

"Kill..." Every soldier Qiao Hei's face was covered with blood, and his hands kept turning his guns and bayonets, stabbing the enemy's chest forcefully, stepping on corpses one by one, forcing the Lijiazhuang to the ground on all sides. The pseudo-soldier retreated, and the hula-la-la crowd shouted and charged, and chased and shot behind the enemy. The crackling and swishing bullets hit the pseudo-soldier's back with a bang, and blood flowed from the chest. Flying out, one fled after the other, swaying figures, flung forward and backward, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Da da da…"

"Brothers, go!"

"rush…"

(End of this chapter)