Bring a system to fight against Japan

Chapter 8
Wang Dahao's waist was bowed and covered with mud, and he ran back and forth in the flames of war. Shells fell from the air one after another, and they exploded a few meters away from his body. The soil on the ground was lifted several meters high. There are bomb craters more than one meter deep at one place under the feet, and the bullets fired by the machine gun flew past the body...

"Da da da…"

"Boom..."

After lying down again and again, Wang Dahao was strong again and again, and climbed up from the thick mound. As a Chinese with flesh and blood, he defended his family and the country until he died. He admitted that he died on the road of charge, and he would never do it. Turtle grandson...

Wang Dahao hasn't studied for a few years, but he knows an old saying in his heart, everyone is responsible for the country's troubles...

Although Wang Dahao had never been on the battlefield before this, he is a real old fan of the anti-Japanese drama. There is an old saying that goes well, he has never eaten pork and never seen a pig walk. Wang Dahao recalled the anti-Japanese drama in his mind On the battlefield, there are intermittent scenes and pictures, from which he is groping to learn to fight. He must adapt to the environment of the Anti-Japanese battlefield as soon as possible, because he is now a guerrilla soldier of the Eighth Route Army, and he shoulders the important task of defending his home and country...

Every time Wang Dahao fell down and got up, the belief in his heart became stronger.The tenacity and unyielding faith of the country and the nation made the blood in Wang Dahao's body boil, and he charged at the front like a ferocious wolf, holding Wang Dahao's box in his hand, and shooting at the little devil continuously...

"Da da da…"

"Brothers! Follow me, Wang Dahao!"

"Crash..."

In the flames of war, more than [-] figures lay down and got up covered in mud. Their tenacity and unyielding will made the blood of the guerrilla soldiers boil, like wolves howling on the grassland, charging towards the little devil's trench...

"Da da da…"

"Boom..."

Dozens of little devils guarding the trenches stretched out their short, thick necks and poked out their small heads, holding guns and shooting them non-stop. A grenade was thrown from the trench, and four mortars fired in unison...

"Bang bang..."

Bullets fell from mid-air, exploded instantly, and burst into flames. The soil on the ground collapsed to a height of several meters, and there was still thick black smoke from burning...

"Boom..."

The little devils bowed their waists, stuck their heads out in the trenches, each with a gun in his hand, staring at a pair of small round eyes, staring at the front in the dusty battle, blurred for dozens of years. Dao Sombra...

When the shells fell from mid-air, they all lay down on the ground. After the loud rumbling noise, they all got up from the mound again, screaming, running back and forth, running around and charging, swimming like a snake. walk on the battlefield...

The little devil is carrying a [-]-type heavy machine gun, following dozens of black shadows to turn and shoot, one by one running back and forth too fast, the heavy machine guns of the devils can't keep up with the speed of movement, it is difficult to aim and hit the rushing guerrilla fighters...

"Come on, brothers..."

"The little devil is right in front of our eyes. Let the little devils know that our Eighth Route Army guerrillas are powerful. They are just a group of wolves who eat the little devil without spitting out their bones..."

"Come on..."

The 20 or so members of the guerrilla team shouted loudly, shouting and charging, which was louder than the rumbling sound of shells falling in mid-air. Seeing that Tuba Road is getting closer and closer, 15 meters, [-] meters, ten meters...

The dozens of devils standing guard at the east end of the village heard the continuous bombardment of shells and the sound of heavy machine gun fire. They all stood up together and stared at the west end of the village with their big eyes. Blowing thick black smoke...

"Boom..."

"Da da da…"

The devil officer, Major Ono Kameda, raised his saber high in his hand, and yelled a few times...

"Bagaya Road..."

The second devil standing behind Ono Kameda jumped up and down in anxiety, dancing and shouting...

"Come on, imperial army! Don't let Tubalu in the village run away..."

Dozens of little devils held guns in their hands, hunched their waists, stepped on a pair of quick short legs, rushed into the village, and went straight to the west end of the village...

Wang Dahao, who charged at the front of the team, was only a few meters away from the little devil's trench. He stared at his big eyes. When he saw the devil with a machine gun and was shooting at his brothers, he grinned and roared angrily...

"Fucking little devil, I want your life..."

Wang Dahao Lengtouqing exerted all his strength, and even the cows could not be pulled back. He grinned angrily and yelled, and rushed forward with a few strides, one meter away from the devil's trench, and raised his hand. The kitchen knife swung its big arms, and flew over with one swipe of the kitchen knife, directly hitting the kid with the machine gun on the head...

A few little devils guarding the machine gun, when they saw Wang Dahao rushing up, each of them held a bayonet in both hands, bared their teeth and yelled a few times, and rushed out of the trench with their waists bowed...

"Bagaya Road..."

Wang Dahao held Wang Da's box in his hand and opened a few times...

"Da da da…"

The few little devils who had just rushed over suddenly fell to the mound with their heads on their heads...

"Damn it! I can't hit the little devil from a long distance, and if I can't hit the little devil with this advance, then I'm blind..."

Wang Dahao was grinning and swearing, while angrily shaking the general grid, he jumped directly into the devil's trench, waved his palm and grabbed the handle of the kitchen knife, pulled the little devil's head off, swung the kitchen knife in his hand with his big arm, um Aoyao and the little devils around him fought in a group and started to kill...

"Damn it! The little devil wants you to try it yourself. Is the kitchen knife in my hand fast enough..."

Li Erdan rushed over after Wang Dahao's ass, jumped into the devil's trench and stabbed a little devil with a bayonet...

"Captain, Erdan Li is here..."

"Captain, Fatty Zhao is here too..."

Followed by Fatty Zhao, holding the bayonet in both hands, his short and fat body jumped into the trench, and the tip of the knife directly plunged into the little devil's chest, grinning and cursing...

"Haha... Damn it! I have earned a back-up, you little devils, come and play together, let me earn a few more and have a good time..."

The trenches of the devils were not covered by heavy machine gun fire, and the guerrilla guerrillas rushed up quickly, fell into the trenches one by one, kept waving their bayonets, and fought hand-to-hand with the little devils...

"Bagaya Road..."

"Little devil, I have fought with you..."

The number of devils far exceeds the number of guerrillas. Seven or eight fighters were sacrificed on the charge road, and the ratio of the number of little devils has an advantage. Dozens of little devils and the seventeen or eighth guerrilla fighters stood in a group and fought hand-to-hand with bayonets...

Two or three little devils in each group, besieged a soldier and fought with bayonets. The guerrilla fighter fell to the ground when he was stabbed. Blood was still flowing from the corner of Qiao Hei's face.

"Boom..."

Wang Dahao stared at the big eyes. When he saw the bloody soldier's corpse, he felt heart-wrenching pain in his heart. He swung the kitchen knife and rushed over like crazy, fighting with the little devils in front of him. The kitchen knife in his hand fell down one after another. A little devil was put on the ground...

Li Erdan, Zhao Fatty, Liu Erleng, Zhang San and the surviving guerrilla fighters went crazy and fought hand-to-hand with the little devils with bayonets. They kept waving the bayonets and stabbed the little devils...

"Little devil, I have fought with you..."

"Kill...kill..."

(End of this chapter)