Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 401 Night Battle Counterattack
Under the dark night, the muzzles of the guns spewed out flames, and the rain of crackling and swishing bullets flew towards the enemy's position. The bullets hit the body and passed through, and the holes on the chest, back, and back burst and bleed Flow, one after another shaking black shadows, falling forward and backward one after another.

"Da da da..." One grenade after another fell on the Japanese and puppet positions one after another, exploding balls of fireballs in an instant, rumbling thunder and bang bang loudly, and the ground kicked up mud and smoke Gudong, one after another, the charred black shadows collapsed, and the Japanese and puppet soldiers were blown up without arms and legs, howling ghosts and wolves...

"Ah..."

The tent of the Japanese army's temporary combat command post was shattered by the grenade. Kobayashi Naotaka came out with a dusty face and a general's knife in his hand. The densely packed black shadows swaying here and there, the hula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la crowd, rushed over with their guns, pulled out their sabers and raised them, pointing the blade at the attacking crowd, stretched their short thick necks, and yelled for command. fight...

"Shoot all the shots and order the Taiye Infantry Brigade to charge..."

"Give me the press..."

"Hi…"

The firepower of the Japanese army was fully fired, and a light machine gun turned back and forth, shooting straight and bursting with blue flames, crackling and whizzing, and flying bullets, flying towards the head and chest of the charging soldier, and the bullets smashed through the body and collapsed. Bleeding flowers, one after another, swayed the black shadows as they ran, knocking down and sacrificing one after another.

"Da da da…"

Dozens of gun muzzles lined up in the Japanese army’s positions were fired one after another, and the shells swished across the night sky in arcs, crackling like dumplings, falling straight down, flames burst out everywhere, and the ground kicked up mud With smoke and gurgling, a number of assault fighters fell to the enemy's artillery fire and died.

"Boom..."

Holding the barrel of a light machine gun in both hands, Wang Dahao ran in front of the charging team, swaying here and there, and ran in front of the charge.

"Rush..." There were dense black shadows swaying east and west, and the charging crowd was long and scattered, running on the battlefield amidst the gunfire and gunpowder, rushing to the Japanese army's position against the rain of enemy bullets.

The head of the Japanese Army's Ohno Infantry Brigade, Kojiro Ohno held his saber high in his hand, and shouted for command...

"Give me the press..." The crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers held guns and bayonets in both hands, bowed their waists and galloped with short legs, screaming and rushing forward. Hundreds of soldiers held guns and bayonets, and stood in a group with the little devil to fight hand-to-hand with bayonets. There were bursts of knives and clangs, and black and white figures stretched forward and backward, and were stabbed one after another in the crowd.

Wang Dahao was holding a swine-killing machete in his hand, rampaging around his tall and round figure, slashing up and down, left, and right in the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers, slashing at the enemy's body one after another, and pulling out one after another, blood gushed out one after another, one after another. A Japanese puppet soldier fell to his feet.

Li Yunlong kept turning the barrel of the gun with both hands, and stabbed the enemy's chest forcefully with the tip of the knife. One by one, the devil soldiers grinned and bared their teeth, spitting blood, and fell to the ground one after another until their bodies twitched.

Kong Jie anxiously turned his head and hands with a large knife, while fighting with the Japanese and puppet soldiers, while yelling and counting...

"One, two, three..."

"Come on, you bastard devil! Let me kill you today."

Ding Wei held the muzzle of the large box with both hands, and fired at the Japanese and puppet soldiers continuously. The flying bullets pierced into the body and burst into bleeding.

"Brothers, if the enemy can be dealt with with a gun, don't fight hard with a bayonet, so as to reduce casualties and win the battle quickly."

"It's the head of the regiment..." One after another, running and bouncing, figures rushed up, raised their guns with both hands, and fired continuously at the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the fierce fighting crowd. Physically, one after another fell to the ground.

"Da da da…"

"Kill..." One by one, the soldiers kept turning their guns and bayonets with both hands, and stabbed towards the enemy's chest. Shouting and roaring, they stabbed the Japanese and puppet soldiers' chests one by one, and pulled out one after another. The blood gushed out, and one after another the Japanese puppet soldiers fell down one after another. Some bayonets were broken in the devil's chest, and one soldier fell to the enemy's bayonet and died.

On the battlefield, there are densely swaying figures, stretching out a long battle line to fight with bayonets and fight hand-to-hand. The screams of the tragic fight echo in my ears. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the whole ground was dyed red, forming large and small blood ambers that were steaming. One by one held gun barrels in both hands, dripping blood drops from the sword, forcibly killing the Japanese and puppet soldiers back.

At the same time, the [-]th Regiment of the Jinsui Army in the north, received an order from the theater headquarters, and rushed to help the Eighth Route Army overnight. There were densely packed figures swaying here and there, and the hula-la-la crowd ran in a long line, each with a gun on their back and fully armed. , carrying the weapon and ammunition box with both hands, with the front heel and the back foot close together, and striding forward at full speed.

Chu Yunfei, Chief of Staff Fang Ligong, and several regiment-level officers rode horseback in the middle of the team. They saw flames flickering in the night sky in the distance, and the sound of machine gun fire came directly from their ears. Chu Yunfei waved his hand and immediately stopped the advancing team, and quickly turned around to bring the troops to support.

Kobayashi Zhixiao Heibuliuqiu's short and fat figure stood behind the position, with beard blowing, staring eyes and mouth curled up. He saw the soldiers fighting in the forward position, who had been beaten by the Eighth Route Army to the point of losing their helmets and armor. Armed with a three-foot long saber, he walked quickly with his bowed short legs, hurriedly walked towards his face, kicked down several devil officers one after another, and shouted angrily, "Bagaya Road! Your land Being a deserter on the battlefield is really a disgrace to the imperial army, take up your bushido courage, rush back to regain the lost position and dignity, and kill the Eighth Route Army troops, I understand it all."

"Hey, hey..." Several devil officers hurriedly got up from the ground and stood upright, their dusty faces brushed their heads down, and they turned around after answering one after another, shouting for command Said: "Give me the press..."

The Japanese and puppet soldiers retreated to the scattered crowd, and the sound of hula-la running footsteps stopped. Each of them held a gun with a bayonet in both hands.

"Da da da…"

(End of this chapter)