Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 405 The Bloody Battle Breaks Through the Enemy's Line of Defense

On the defensive line surrounded by the long Japanese army, there were dense black shadows swaying here and there, and the hula-la crowd counterattacked the team.

"Da da da..." The ghost officer held a three-foot-long saber in his hand, bowed his waist and twitched his big hips and elbows, and stepped forward to speed up, with short legs and short legs, running in the middle of the crowd, yelling and directing: "press Give me the machine..."

Wang Dahao's dark figure, lying on the ground with a dusty face, holding the light machine gun tightly with both hands, followed the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers rushing towards him, turning left and right and shooting blue flames, tearing his face anxiously He yelled loudly: "Brothers, hit me hard. Jiang Ergou, what the hell are you doing, knock out the enemy's infantry artillery for me."

"It's the head of the regiment..." After Jiang Ergou replied, he waved his hands and shouted: "Align the muzzle for me, and aim at the devil's artillery position."

"Yes..." Dozens of gun muzzles lined up side by side shot out one after another, and the shells swished across the night sky in an arc, and fell one after another on the Japanese army's position. The scorched black shadow followed the ground and kicked up mud and fell down.

"Boom..." After a violent bombardment, the artillery battalion of the Japanese army was on the ground, full of artillery fire and black smoke billowing. Rolling over the body, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves...

"Ah..."

The densely packed crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers launched attacks one after another, crackling and firing bullets, flying towards the enemy's head and chest, slamming through the body and bleeding, one after another as they ran, the black shadows swayed, flaring forward and backward After being knocked down one after another, grenades fell into the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers charging, exploding balls of fireballs, and the rumbling thunder echoed in my ears, and the ground kicked up mud and smoke. A series of scorched black shadows collapsed to the ground.

Holding the barrel of the light machine gun in both hands, Wang Dahao hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Brothers, fight with the little devils."

"Come on..."

In the long line of people on the battlefield, one by one with guns and bayonets in both hands, they stood up and shot towards them, shooting bullets back and forth, knocking down one after another running figure.

"Da da da…"

"Commander, what should we do with the guns?"

Jiang Ergou hurriedly shouted: "Damn, I've blown up all of them, don't leave a single shell for the devil."

"Battalion Commander, this is the entire family property of our regiment. It's all blown up. I can't bear it!"

"When the hell is it, you boy is reluctant. We are fighting a breakout battle. No one can leave with the guns. Execute the order quickly. After the breakout, we will seize it from the enemy. Remember that there are people who have it." arms."

"It's the battalion commander..." Qiao Hei, the company commander of the artillery battalion, gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly, "Brothers, blow up all the cannons and follow the troops to break through."

"Even the long cannon was blown up, and our artillery battalion has no cannons. What if the regimental commander finds out."

"You kid, what are you worrying about? If something happens, the battalion commander will take care of it. He quickly carried out the order to blow up the cannon and put a bayonet on the muzzle to break through."

"It's the company commander..."

"Boom..." Flames exploded from the gun camp of the guerrilla regiment, and Jiang Ergou watched the dozens of cannons exploding and flying scrap iron, and felt so distressed that he wanted to hit his head on the ground, so he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth. Shouted: "Brothers, even if our artillery battalion has no artillery, it is the most effective battalion in our regiment."

"Follow me and rush..."

"Rush..." Hulala the crowd, shouting and charging, rushed towards the oncoming crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers. On the battlefield of gunfire and gunpowder, the enemy and us fought together, densely swaying black figures, and the crowd shouted loudly. Resounding in my ears, the devil officer held his saber in his hand, and his short and fat figure stood behind the battlefield, his dusty face screaming for command...

"Give me the press..."

Wang Dahao, holding a pig-killing machete in his hand, rampaged back and forth among the Japanese and puppet soldiers, slashing up and down, left and right, and slashed at the enemy's body with one knife, and pulled out one after another, blood gushed out one after another, one after another. The Japanese and puppet soldiers fell to their feet.

"kill…"

Fatty Zhao 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.

Li Erdan waved a large knife in his face in a hurry, and while fighting with the Japanese and puppet soldiers, he shouted loudly...

"You son of a bitch, come here! Let me kill you today."

Liu Er Leng swung the heavy machete in his hand, and slashed on the helmet of the little devil's head. Sparks burst out with a bang bang, and he led the machete battalion to kill at the front of the army.

"Kill..." The clinking of knives and guns rang out. When some soldiers fought with Japanese and puppet soldiers, the bayonet in their hands fell to the ground. While writhing and wrestling together, he snatched the dagger from the devil, gripped the handle firmly, pierced it from top to bottom, and pierced it directly into the little devil's chest, grinning and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, his head tilted and followed The bones of the body 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, amidst the gunfire and gunpowder smoke, densely swaying black shadows, engaged in hand-to-hand combat, lying on the feet of corpses, blood flowed out, gathered bombs, deep pits, blood spattered 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 blood drops from the sword.

More than 2000 fighters from the guerrilla regiment fought their way through several times the crowd of Japanese and puppet soldiers, and broke through from the frontal defense line of the Japanese army. The Japanese officers assembled their troops to pursue them.

(End of this chapter)