Li Sigen grabbed the bullet thrown by Zhong Yi like a treasure.

An Zhenyuan next to him was also envious, and Zhong Yi also threw a bullet at him when he saw this.

An Zhenyuan stretched out his hand to catch it, and immediately couldn't wait to pull open the dust cover, load the bullet into it, and then aim at the head of a devil in front of him who was running back, and then pull the trigger.

An Zhenyuan's marksmanship is extremely accurate, but at this time he has been injured, although he has been bandaged, but it still affects the stability of the gun, so he missed, and he was originally aimed at the head but hit the neck.

But the final result made no difference, just listening to a pop, most of the devil's neck immediately turned into a large pool of flesh and splattered in all directions, and only a thin layer of epidermis was left between a head and a shoulder, which obviously could not support the head, so the head drooped down at that time.

Seeing this bloody scene, An Zhenyuan cheered.

"I'm your mother's turtle! This one is so powerful that it explodes! ”

Li Sigen next to him was also dumbfounded, and wanted to use up the bullets that Zhong Yi gave him, but he was reluctant.

At this moment of hesitation, the battle ahead had ended, and at least two infantry squadrons and more than 300 devils who were lured into the valley by Zhong Yi died more than half, and less than fifty devils escaped.

Zhong Yi opened the dust cover, pressed another five-round bullet bridge clip into the chamber of the gun, and then opened his throat and shouted: "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield and collect ammunition!" ”

After speaking, Zhong Yi said to An Zhenyuan's four snipers: "You guys, follow me!" ”

Soon, Zhong Yi took An Zhenyuan and a few of them to disappear outside the mountain pass, and Chu Bangchang, He Ajiu and He Yuanpeng hurriedly took the remnants of the 367th Regiment down to the valley to clean up the battlefield.

……

At this time, the battle in the ancient town of Kanazawa has reached its final moment!

Under the onslaught of the devils, most of the remnants of the 67th Army were killed and wounded, and there were less than 100 people left, and what was worse was that there was not much ammunition left!

"Cards!"

Guo Weiquan was holding the shell gun and was fighting, when he suddenly heard the sound of an empty warehouse.

I subconsciously touched the satchel, but found that the satchel was already empty and out of bullets!

"calf thing!" Guo Weiquan threw away the shell gun, reached out and picked up an imitation Mauser rifle abandoned by the fallen brother on the battlefield, pulled the bolt, and then pulled the trigger, but there was a jamming sound.

Guo Weiquan pulled the bolt of the gun, but found that the chamber of the gun was also empty.

"it!" Guo Weiquan roared sharply, "Bullets, who still has bullets?" ”

This roar was like water dripping into a pan of oil, and it detonated the entire battlefield at once.

"Platoon Commander Guo, I don't have any bullets anymore!"

"I don't have any bullets left, who will give me a few!"

"Guo Zi, there are no bullets, this battle can't be fought!"

"Lao Guo, break through quickly, otherwise the brothers will really be all here!"

"Breakout?!" Guo Weiquan laughed miserably, shook his head and said, "Do you think you can still get out suddenly?" ”

The remnants of the surrounding soldiers all looked miserable when they heard this, but they saw that the devils were surrounding from all directions, and at this time, it was impossible to break through! Today I can only fight to the death!

Taking a deep breath, Guo Weiquan shouted: "Brothers, get on the bayonet!" ”

The last seventy or eighty remaining remnants drew their bayonets and stuck them in the card slots.

Guo Weiquan also pulled out the bayonet from his waist, stuck it into the bayonet slot, and then stood up from behind the low wall where he was hiding with the rifle with the bayonet in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining seventy or eighty remnants also rose from the ruins.

……

Seeing this, the devil captain who led the team in front immediately showed a cruel smile on his face.

Do these stupid people really think that the imperial army will be stupid enough to fight with them with bayonets every time? At this moment, the imperial army has already won, why fight for bayonets?

Captain Devil was about to give the order to open full fire, when suddenly a sharp siren sounded behind him.

"Huh? What's going on? Captain Devil turned back suddenly, and saw that the herald of the brigade headquarters was giving the order to their squadron to retreat through the flag.

Fall back? Retreat at this time?

Although the devil captain was confused, he still strictly carried out the order.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" The devil captain waved his hand violently, and with more than a hundred devils retreated without hesitation, he withdrew from Jinze Ancient Town in a blink of an eye.

……

"What's going on?"

"Mom, why did the devil withdraw?"

"Sample, I must have been scared of our 67th Army and scared away!"

"You can blow it, just like you, neither of you may be able to fight the devil!"

Seeing that the devil retreated without looking back, and walked away cleanly in a blink of an eye, the remnants of the 67th Army were a little confused, this reversal was too fast to accept.

It's just that Guo Weiquan vaguely guessed it.

Because when the two armies were fighting fiercely just now, Guo Weiquan saw that the devils sent at least two infantry squadrons to the woods on the right side of the road, but these two infantry squadrons never came out of the woods again from beginning to end, and they had obviously been annihilated, that is, there were more than the remnants of their 67th Army here!

Obviously, the sudden retreat of the devils is because of this army!

……

Guo Weiquan did not guess wrong, the sudden retreat of the Japanese army was because of the remnants of the 367th Regiment!

After discovering that the 2nd and 3rd Infantry Squadrons had suffered heavy losses, and nearly 400 people had fled back with less than 50 people, and that Hojo Hikoichi had also been killed, Shigeo Yamamoto immediately realized that something was wrong, so he decisively withdrew the 4th Infantry Squadron in the town, and then quickly got on the car with the remaining troops and quickly retreated.

Shigeo Yamamoto's mind is still very clear, he knows very well that if this battle continues, his spy brigade will definitely be wiped out here, and since the remnants of the 367th Regiment can easily annihilate two squadrons, they can easily wipe out the remaining two infantry squadrons in his hands, even if there are heavy machine gun squadrons and infantry artillery squadrons, it is useless!

"Quick, quick, drip, withdraw, withdraw!" Shigeo Yamamoto straddled the motorcycle and urged the driver to speed up, while signaling the infantry running to follow.

At this time, Shigeo Yamamoto suddenly saw a cold light flashing on the right back side out of the corner of his eye.

Almost subconsciously, Shigeo Yamamoto bowed his head violently, and then felt his head light, and his military hat was knocked off.

Almost at the same time, Shigeo Yamamoto heard another scream, turned his head sharply, and saw the herald sitting behind the driver of the motorcycle was shot in the neck and fell from the car.

"Yaga!" Shigeo Yamamoto couldn't help but let out a cold sweat, and quickly lowered his body and almost completely got into the side fight.

At this time, Shigeo Yamamoto was really worried that the sniper on the opposite side would aim his gun at the motorcyclist, but fortunately, at this time, the distance was far away and it was beyond the effective range of the rifle!