The strength of a brigade of devils, more than a thousand people, four infantry squadrons, a machine gun squadron, an artillery squad.

Lei Zhan quickly analyzed it in his mind, and soon, he made a battle plan in his mind, and immediately shouted: "Thunder! ”

"Here!"

Lei Ming walked over with a serious face, waiting for the battle order.

"You lead the sniper team to the commanding heights and kill the devil Cao Chang and the officers."

Lei Zhan looked at Lei Ming with a serious face and said, Lei Ming's task is very arduous, as long as the devil's command system can be destroyed, everything will be easy to do.

"Yes!"

Lei Ming received the order, turned around and began to look for the commanding heights of the battle with the sniper team.

"Yang Guang!"

Lei Zhan looked up and shouted to the three platoon commanders who were fighting.

"Here!"

Yang Guang, the leader of the short third platoon, quickly came to Lei Zhan's side, waiting for instructions.

"You lead the wolf warrior team, find ropes, go up the city wall, and set up a retreat route!"

Lei Zhan must be fully prepared, and while killing the enemy, he should also make a way to retreat, because now if he wants to break through in front, it is impossible.

"Yes"

After hearing the order, Yang Guang quickly set off with three platoons of soldiers, he understood the difficulty of this task, because the fate of the entire battalion was in their hands.

"The rest of you, follow me here to stop the little devils, and wait for the time to retreat!"

Subsequently, Lei Zhan came to the front of the position, picked up the 38 cover and started shooting, his marksmanship was not to say, the gun rang out, the devil was extinguished, and the gun was in the eyebrows.

Zhang Jibing and Yang Jian's marksmanship is also not bad, in this era, all of them can be regarded as sharpshooters, although they can't be killed like thunder warfare, the gun enters the devil's eyebrows and kills, but it can definitely guarantee that a little devil will be knocked down with one shot.

As time accelerates, the mortality rate of the little devil increases rapidly.

Ten minutes later, the sound of the machine gun on Lei Zhan's side slowly stopped, because the bullets of the machine gun were almost made, and even the muzzle of the machine gun was emitting black smoke.

Subsequently, the fighters put aside the machine guns, picked up the 38 cover and began to return fire on the enemy.

Devil's Position.

The first truck was the Devil's Command, in which Takashi Takamori was observing with a telescope.

The devil's truck headquarters was prepared in advance, and if you look at it from the outside, you can't see Takashi Takashi Taka Mori inside.

"Yo Xi!"

Takamori Takashi heard that the enemy's gunfire had weakened, what this meant, he knew very well in his heart, he accurately grasped the battle situation, and gave the order with a cruel smile on his face.

"Order, the third squadron, charge quickly, slaughter all the work of the Zhina, and leave no one behind!"

is worthy of being a participant in the Nanjing Massacre, and the orders given are so cruel.

"Hey!"

The herald beside him quickly turned around and went to give the order.

"Kill the machine!"

"Wow hit!"

“……”

After a while, I heard the little devil roaring like a mad dog, roaring and charging towards the thunder battle side.

Takashi Takamori, who was observing all this with a telescope in the headquarters, had a cruel smile on his gloomy face.

In his mind, the ability of the Shina people to fight bayonets is much inferior to that of the warriors of their Great RB Empire, which was practiced in the war, and his soldiers can kill five or six Shina soldiers alone, so there will be no surprises for the result after this charge.

The people of China who resist will all be slaughtered!

Wolf Warrior Camp Position!

"Kill the machine!"

"Wow hit!"

“……”

Looking at the little devil who rushed like a mad dog not far away, Lei Zhan's heart breathed a sigh of relief, the little devil charged, white-knuckle battle, he didn't have a little worry, what he was afraid of was the arrival of the devil's artillery and machine gun squadron. You know, a machine gun squadron, but there are eight heavy machine guns, and this is not counting the light machine guns.

"Battalion commander, look there!"

At this time, a soldier not far away suddenly spoke up, pointing to a collapsed house not far away, for Lei Zhan to see.

Hearing his words, the attention of Zhang Jibing and the others was all attracted.

"!"

After Lei Zhan glanced at it, he shouted with a smile on his face.

He saw that inside the collapsed house, a large number of large blades were exposed, and there were many heavy knives similar to the mountain opening knife.

Lei Zhan guessed that it might have been a blacksmith shop before, but as for why there were so many broadswords, he didn't know.

Anyway, it's a good thing to have a big knife, white-knuckle fighting, or this kind of big knife is a pleasure, the current physique of the warriors has been strengthened by the medicinal liquid, the increase in strength, and the increase in the strength of the tyrant's blood wolf, so cutting the little devil with a big knife is not the same as chopping a watermelon.

The fighters who have been trained some time ago have not seen much progress in the gunfight, but melee combat is completely different.

"Hurry up, one person and one big knife, cut off the little devil's head for me!"

Lei Zhan roared, and at the same time picked up the mountain opening knife next to him, and immediately got up, looking at the little devil rushing in front of him with cold eyes.

The little devil who charges quickly will not shoot, and the meaning of the fast charge on the devil's side is bayonet battle!

"!"

Lei Zhan clenched the mountain opening knife, the blade of the knife turned, and his body was like a predatory wolf king, carrying the mountain opening knife, roaring towards the devil's charge, and facing the attack

"Comrades, kill, give all the heads of the little devils to their emperor!"

Instructor Zhang Jibing raised the big knife he had just held in his hand, and after seeing that Lei Zhan had already charged, he led the soldiers to quickly keep up with Lei Zhan's footsteps.

Lei Zhan charged in front alone, Zhang Jibing and Yang Jian, Yang Sheng, and the Thirteenth Taibao were behind Lei Zhan, and behind them were the three hundred soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Battalion holding Huanghuang broadswords.

The scene of more than 300 people holding machetes was indeed shocking, and the fragments of knife light reflected by the big knives were very dazzling.

"Kill the machine!"

"Kill ......"

The two teams collided together.

Lei Zhan made a meritorious contribution with a knife, the first knife, he split the body of the first little devil who charged in front of him diagonally, and blood and intestines splattered, which greatly inspired the soldiers who followed closely behind Lei Zhan, this knife made their blood boil, their fighting spirit filled their chests, their bodies were full of strength, and their morale was high in an instant.

This is the role of morale in war, morale, determines the outcome of the war.

As soon as they made contact, the knives in the hands of the soldiers were like chopping cabbage, and all the heads of the little devils in front of them were cut off in an instant, and dozens of blood pillars more than one meter high were sprayed up, which was very spectacular.

Some of them tried to block with guns, but in vain, all of them were cut off with broadswords and hacked to death.

The morale of the Wolf Warrior Battalion is high.

The little devil was the opposite, and the little devil who was charging behind saw the leader in front of him, his head flying under the big knife, and the column of blood that instantly spurted out of his neck, and they were terrified in an instant, and the idea of fleeing from the desert had risen in their hearts.

It was terrible, the skulls flew up, the pillars of blood ascended to the sky, this kind of scene, they were in contact with for the first time, which was a huge contrast to the combat effectiveness of the Chinese army they encountered in Nanjing.

"Nani!"

With a cruel smile on his face, Takashi Taka Mori, who was waiting for the slaughter of the warriors of the Great RB Empire, suddenly froze and screamed in disbelief!

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