Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 398 Kong Erleng is a Pit
On the frontal battlefield of the guerrilla group, densely packed figures of soldiers from both sides fought together, and thousands of people fought hand-to-hand in a fierce hand-to-hand battle amidst the gunfire.

"Brothers, kill..."

"kill…"

Wang Dahao Heibuliuqiu swayed his figure, fighting in the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers, coaxing and shouting loudly, holding the knife handle tightly in the palm of his hand and swiping back and forth up and down, slashing on the little devil's head and steel helmet with clanging clangs, until he collapsed Sparks came out, and he slashed into the body of the Japanese puppet soldier one after another with full force, and blood gushed out one after another, knocking down the Japanese puppet soldiers one after another, and Qiao Hei's face was covered with blood drops.

The sound of knives and guns jingling rang continuously. When some soldiers fought bayonets with Japanese and puppet soldiers, the bayonets in their hands were knocked down by the enemy and fell to the ground. They rushed forward and hugged the little devil with both hands and fell to the ground. When they were wrestling together, they snatched the dagger from the devil, held the handle tightly in their hands, and stabbed it from top to bottom, directly into the little devil's chest, grinning and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. It softened, and the shouts of fighting pierced through layers of clouds, and echoed in the entire sky above the head...

"Kill..." Another soldier was stabbed and fell to the ground, clutching the grenade tightly in his hand, he rushed over with a roar, gritted his teeth, and died together with a few little devils...

"Damn it, you little devil raised by a dog! I'm fighting with you." There was a loud bang, bang, bang, and a burst of flames burst out, and several bloody figures collapsed several meters high, emitting heavy black smoke fall down.

"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, one knife at a time, stabbing into the chest of the Japanese puppet soldier and pulling out a knife. Blood gushed out from each shot, and one after another the Japanese puppet soldiers fell down one after another. Some bayonets were broken in the devil's chest, and soldiers fell to the enemy's bayonets and died.

On the battlefield, there are dense swaying figures, stretching out the long battle line and fighting with bayonets and fighting hand-to-hand. The screams of the fierce fighting echoed in my ears. The blood flowed out and gathered in the deep hole of the bomb. The blood splattered three feet, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The whole ground was dyed red, forming large and small blood ambers that were steaming, each holding a gun barrel with both hands, dripping from the sword. Xuezhu, when the guerrillas and the Japanese and puppet troops were engaged in hand-to-hand combat, a new group of hula-la retreating crowd arrived in time.

Kong Jiehei Qiu swayed from east to west, and while running, he shouted loudly and repeatedly: "Come on, brothers..."

"Rush..." The long crowd, densely packed with swaying figures, held guns and bayonets in both hands, came from behind the Japanese and puppet troops, and quickly joined the battle at galloping pace.

"Brothers, don't fight the enemy with the bayonet if you can use a gun to deal with the enemy. Don't love to fight quickly."

"It's the head of the regiment..." One by one, the running figures raised the muzzles of their guns with both hands, aimed at the back of the Japanese and puppet soldiers, pulled the trigger and fired continuously, and the crackling and swishing bullets pierced through the body and burst out. Blood flowed, one after another the puppet soldiers were knocked down in the fighting crowd one after another.

"Da da da…"

The Xinyi regiment arrived in time to join the battle. The Japanese and puppet troops suffered heavy casualties in the front and back attack, and quickly retreated to the east to break through.

Wang Dahao held a bloody machete in his hand, looked at the puppet soldiers huffing the crowd, fleeing from the back, his face was covered with blood, and a smile appeared on Qiao Hei's face for an instant, and then he pinned the machete to his trouser waist, and slapped his face with his hand After getting the blood beads, he turned around and walked forward with a smile and said: "Haha, old Kong, your new team came too timely, and helped us beat the little devils away. It's really fun to cooperate with the old guys, wait After this game, I will buy you a drink."

Kong Jie smiled and replied with a dusty face: "They are all my brothers. If you say these words, you will be offended. Old Wang, you did a good job. You actually scrapped the Devil bombers and tanks. This is a bloody battle." happy."

Wang Dahao waved his hands and said with a smile: "Young devils, planes and tanks are nothing, just shoot a bird with a slingshot."

"Hey, Lao Wang just praised you a few times, and you gasped."

Fatty Zhao's blood-colored and dark figure, with a gun and bayonet in his hand, walked over with a dusty face, waved the other palm to salute, and said out of breath: "Hello, Commander Kong, Commander, the battalions are speeding up. Clean up the battlefield, please deploy for the next battle."

Wang Dahao nodded and replied: "Inform all battalions and companies to withdraw to their positions after cleaning the battlefield, and make preparations. When the next batch of enemies attack, tell Zheng Hao Tank Brigade to see if there are any usable tanks and armored vehicles to drive back. .”

"It's the leader..." Fatty Zhao replied, then turned around and walked away at a faster pace. Kong Jie stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Hey, I said, old Wang, you can do it! When will you become the leader? Well, I don't know how."

"Before the enemy's big mopping up, Fang's political commissar just issued an order. The guerrilla brigade of our military division was organized to the [-]th brigade, and the unit designation was the guerrilla regiment. The little devil called after a while. The mother's father, the head of the ass Lead the troops into battle before sitting still."

When Wang Dahao was laughing and talking, he looked to the west unintentionally, saw the densely packed figures swaying here and there, and the running and bouncing crowd rushed over and shot, and instantly lowered his face and shouted angrily: "Damn, Kong Erjie, you old boy is such a big pit, you have attracted all your enemies here, I should have thought just now that it would be no good for your boy to come to support you."

Wang Dahao hurriedly turned around and shouted anxiously in a loud voice: "Brothers, retreat to the position and prepare to fight."

"It's the leader..."

Kong Jie looked at Fatty Wang in front of him, turning his face faster than turning a book. Just now he was laughing and thanking him for bringing the team to support, but now the enemy started to scold his mother as soon as they attacked, so he shook his head helplessly and muttered in a low voice: "This old Wang belongs to you!" You have a dog face, just like that kid Li Yunlong."

"Kong Er is stunned, what are you doing standing there with staring eyes at this big pit, and quickly take your new regiment back to the position."

After Kong Jie smiled with a dusty face, he repeated his command and shouted loudly: "Brothers, hurry up and follow..."

A new group of hula-la crowds, densely swaying from side to side, rushed to the position behind the guerrilla group, jumped into the trench pits one after another, quickly erected the barrel of the gun with both hands, loaded the bullet, Aim the gun at the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers rushing towards them, pull the trigger continuously and shoot...

"Da da da…"

(End of this chapter)