The leader of the search squad glanced at his comrades around him, 12 people were distributed on a 100-meter-wide front, everyone's eyes widened, and their gunfire was an early warning for the entire breakthrough force. He still remembers what Zhang Wei said to him.

"The life and death of the whole army are entrusted to you" Although he couldn't quite understand it, he could also understand the general meaning, and his own life was ignored, and the lives of those brothers behind him were decided.

"Pay attention, when you see the devil, you shoot immediately, and the tricks in your hand are all highlighted." The leader of the search squad shouted, and the shell gun in his hand tightened. A squad leader is not worthy of a shell gun, but this gun was specially given to him by Zhang Wei, in order to make him call the police in time.

The squad leader was very grateful to him, in his eyes this was not just a gun that never belonged to him, but also the life of all the brothers, and it was the value of the commander, I heard that Chief of Staff Qiu of the corps was still in the team.

The cold winter wind hit the face like a knife, and the cold wind blew away the thick smoke mixed with ashes, which greatly affected the search team's vision. He rubbed his eyes, holding back the sour feeling of gunsmoke, something seemed to be moving on the grass in the distance, which was not sloppy, and the two soldiers who walked in front saw the same scene, and the two of them sped up and ran in a suspicious direction.

Smack - a gunshot, not the sound of a gun, the crisp sound indicates its identity.

"Devil!"

He only saw the fall of two soldiers, and he couldn't see the figure of the devil clearly, but it was enough.

Zhang Wei heard the sound of gunfire coming from in front of him, and the Zhongzheng gun that had been prepared a long time ago was raised by him, and there was no need to say anything at this time.

"Brothers, kill!" The reinforced company narrowed the skirmish line in front and moved closer together, and Qiu Maniac followed with the commander of the sixth regiment and more than 300 other people. The two armies converged into a stream of iron and rushed forward.

More than five hundred bayonets, more than five hundred, roared and rushed to the front.

After impacting more than 50 meters, Zhang Wei finally saw the shadow of the devil, and dozens of Japanese troops visible to the naked eye were shooting on the flat ground, forming two lines of defense. In front of them, were the bodies of two Chinese soldiers. The soldiers of the search squad were shooting at the Japanese army in the temporary bunkers they had found.

The Japanese troops in front of Zhang Wei did not have decent fortifications, and they were also unprepared to collide with the Chinese army, dozens of people with three or four light machine guns, lying on the ground and shooting.

Zhang Wei rushed to the forefront, he knew that if he coaxed himself at this time, the morale of the soldiers would be gone. There are not many people in this group of devils, and they are unprepared, so they should eat them in one go.

"Kill!" Zhang Wei loaded the bayonet, and the sound of bullets bursting through the air was in his ears.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers brought three or four crooked handles, and other 38 rifles formed a net of fire, reaping the lives of Chinese soldiers, Zhang Wei could still hear the sound of falling to the ground and screams behind him, and some soldiers were shooting at the opposite side with rifles in the charge, obviously, the hit rate was very low.

and Zhang Wei they collided with a half-squad, this is also a group of unlucky guys, the squad is the squadron's rear team, and the squadron to which it belongs is the queen's squadron of the upper brigade, and so on, this squad is the last squadron of the entire wing, if Zhang Wei knows, he should be very glad that he is not equipped with the main force of the wing.

The captain of the Japanese squad was also very distressed, and he was arranged at the end, so he couldn't grab things and make a fortune. The ghost even ran into a large group of Chinese soldiers.

According to past experience, most of the counterattacks organized by the Chinese soldiers will be repulsed after killing and wounding with strong firepower, and the group of Chinese soldiers on the opposite side is different from the past, completely indifferent to the casualties and their own firepower, constantly falling, constantly charging, and now there is only a distance of less than 50 meters left.

"Yaga"

"Kill", the two groups of people collided together, to be precise, the Chinese army attacked the thin defense line of the Japanese squad, and more than 30 people were instantly submerged, followed by a duel of bayonets and bayonets, and a fight between human flesh and human flesh.

Zhang Wei crashed into a Japanese soldier, a little man of one meter six was knocked out of several meters, Zhang Wei has gone through so much experience, the level of stabbing has been greatly improved, whether it is blocking or straight stabbing, side stabbing or backstabbing, after so many Japanese soldiers sparring, Zhang Wei is very handy.

Bumped into the Japanese soldiers, Zhang Wei naturally did not give him a reason to stand up and fight back, Zhang Wei rushed over, and the Zhongzheng gun stabbed obliquely under the body of the Japanese soldier, and he harvested the first head since the breakthrough.

Pulling out the bloody spear, Zhang Wei quickly found the next opponent, it was a corporal, wielding a bloody command knife, the blood stains on the knife said it all, he had cut down three Chinese soldiers in a row, in his eyes, Chinese soldiers were synonymous with malaise and powerlessness, Zhang Wei, had already set his sights on him.

"Fuck you," Zhang Wei rushed over with a bayonet. The Japanese non-commissioned officer was not panicked and reversed course.

Swinging the command knife in his hand horizontally, Zhang Wei stabbed straight over.

The Japanese non-commissioned officer is worthy of being a veteran for many years, and quickly responded, and the horizontal swinging of the saber blocked the bayonet that Zhang Wei stabbed directly to the greatest extent, and the repeated swing could also interfere with Zhang Wei's line of sight, which was tricky and vicious.

Ding, the tip of the Zhongzheng bayonet slammed into the blade of the ninety-five, and the huge impact bounced off the two of them.

You come and go, the corporal slashed at Zhang Wei from top to bottom, Zhang Wei blocked the spear, and the blade of the command knife slashed in the handguard of the gun body, and the momentum made Zhang Wei's hands sore, and he could only stabilize the lower plate and hold it hard.

The arm strength of the Japanese non-commissioned officer was too great, so that Zhang Wei could not fight back with a side gun at all, and the blade was cut down inch by inch, Zhang Wei saw the cruel smile of the Japanese non-commissioned officer through the gap between the gun and the knife.

"Ah, die, shit". Zhang Wei exerted all his strength and kicked his right foot on the non-commissioned officer's left calf.

"Here's your chance." If you kick him, he will inevitably fall, and then he can take the opportunity to stab him, so that he will either die or be injured.

Zhang Wei's idea is very beautiful, in the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and Purple Mountain, at least four or five devils died in this method, without him, the height of the Japanese army is too short, but Zhang Wei's legs and feet can play a role with the advantage of height.

The right foot kicked the left leg of the Japanese non-commissioned officer, and there was no imaginary fall, and the left leg of the Japanese non-commissioned officer only stumbled a little.

The pressure from the body of the gun pressed on Zhang Wei's arm again. He still underestimated his opponent, who was a serious corporal. The green tendons on Zhang Wei's neck burst out, and the blade of the command knife was inserted into the handguard of the body of the gun, and the tip of the knife was less than an inch away from the steel helmet on top of Zhang Wei's head.

Poof--It was the sound of a blade penetrating into the flesh, and it was the Japanese non-commissioned officer who fell, not Zhang Wei. It was an ordinary Chinese corporal who killed him.

The Japanese non-commissioned officer was still negligent, he forgot that the Chinese army had more than 500 people, and on his own side, there were only a few dozen people, and when he and Zhang Wei were in a stalemate, the Chinese soldiers had already used all their strength to solve all the Japanese troops with their extreme strength advantage.

In the end, he died at the hands of the nobody he despised the most.