These Japanese puppet troops faced the powerful firepower of the elite battalion and the first battalion of the independent regiment, and they continued to break and flee.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"the son of a~ the little devil you raised!"

The soldiers of the independent regiment continued to charge forward, the guns in their hands continued to spray tongues of fire, bullets continued to pour out, and the Japanese puppet army continued to fall.

Li Yunlong, Monk Wei and the soldiers of the defense company came to the trenches, looked at these militia teams with heavy casualties, and said to Chen Hui: "Leave it to me here, let me call the little devil a good man!" ”

Yang Xiuqin was also relieved to see that the large army of the Independent Regiment had arrived: "Commander Li, you are really too timely, thank you!" ”

Li Yunlong looked at the weapons and equipment in the hands of these militiamen, either made in Hanyang or Zhongzheng rifles, because of the level restrictions of the arsenal at that time, the manufacturing level of Zhongzheng rifles was not very good.

The Chinese version of the German standard Mauser rifle, using a 7.92 mm pointed Mauser rifle cartridge, officially known as the Chinese formal rifle, was first produced by the Gongxian Arsenal (the first factory of the Ordnance Industry Administration) in 1935, and was the first standard rifle in modern China.

These militiamen are all good, and they are all brave countrymen!

Li Yunlong turned to Wei Dayong and said, "Monk, leave the medical guards to take care of these wounded, and the others will rush with me to kill!" ”

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Yunlong took Monk Wei and others to directly hunt down and kill these Japanese puppet soldiers.

At the front of the battlefield, the soldiers of the elite battalion and the first battalion were already in contact with the Japanese puppet army of the little devils, and as soon as they came into contact, it was a fierce bloody battle of bayonets.

The two sides began a bloody battle of hand-to-hand combat.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

"Ahhh......h

"Puffy ......"

The sound of weapons handing over!

The screams of the Japanese puppet army!

The sound of fierce fighting between the two sides!

The various sounds are intertwined to form a symphony of death!

In terms of numbers, the soldiers of the elite battalion and the first battalion were slightly less than those of the Japanese puppet army, because after a fierce rush just now, the Japanese puppet army had already suffered more than half of the casualties!

Combat effectiveness! There is no doubt that the combat effectiveness of the independent regiment must be strong, because the Japanese sweeping force is mainly the puppet army, and the combat effectiveness of the puppet army is low, and it will flee at the first touch.

Morale! The independent regiment rushed directly to kill in one go, and its morale and fighting spirit were high, but the Japanese puppet army was demoralized at this time, and it was completely trying to escape, and there was no intention of fighting.

Therefore, the result of such a white-knuckle bloody battle is obvious.

A soldier of an elite battalion had just slashed at a Japanese soldier, and suddenly a bayonet next to him pierced him directly into the lower abdomen.

"Poof!"

The little devil's bayonet skills are still very strong, and after the bayonet enters, it is still crushing the soldiers of this elite battalion.

"Ahh

The soldiers of the elite battalion looked very painful, their expressions were a little distorted, cold sweat was constantly breaking out on their foreheads, and their eyes were red.

But he did not sit still, brandished the bayonet in his hand, and stabbed the little devil in the heart with one stab, killing him with one stab!

"Ah~Yaga!"

Seeing that this soldier of the Eighth Route Army was so ferocious, a little devil next to him immediately roared with a bayonet in both hands and rushed towards the wounded soldier of the Independent Regiment.

"Little devil, come on, grandpa pulls you on your back!"

When the soldier of the independent regiment saw the little devil rushing towards him, he did not dodge but directly met him, and at the same time pulled the grenade on his waist.

Seeing this, the little devil was darkly frightened, and hurriedly turned around and wanted to escape, but was hugged by the soldiers of the independent regiment who pounced on him, followed by a roaring explosion.

“…… Rumble ......"

A cloud of artillery fire with gunpowder smoke drowned both of them, and there was no sound at all.

"Kill!"

Zhang Dabiao used to be a Japanese broadsword team, so he has his own skills in fighting broadswords.

"Poof!"

I saw Zhang Dabiao stabbed into the body of a Japanese soldier, and then forcefully pulled away the broadsword, and suddenly a stream of blood spurted out and sprinkled on his face, and a strong smell of blood came!

Zhang Dabiao licked the blood on the side of his lips, and couldn't help shouting murderously: "Little devil, you have to be here, kill!" ”

Zhang Dabiao, He Jun and others also waved the big knives in their hands, constantly macheting the little devils, and both of them were stained with the blood of their enemies.

Li Yunlong, Monk Wei and other soldiers of the defense company also joined the battle.

The current Li Yunlong is already the previous Li Yunlong, but a Li Yunlong who is familiar with this life-and-death battle.

I saw Li Yunlong constantly waving the big knife in his hand, and the little devil kept falling in front of him, all of them looked like they were dead.

"Ahhh

After a red-eyed Japanese soldier Nakasa roared and roared with bushido in his hand, he immediately rushed towards Li Yunlong, with a murderous appearance!

........

"Rub!"

A sharp bayonet stabbed me!

"Bell!"

There is no doubt that Li Yunlong quickly jumped away from the bayonet of the Japanese soldier Zhongzuo and dodged this fierce and ferocious stab.

At the same time, Li Yunlong slashed his fist with his left hand, and a fierce fist directly hit the Japanese soldier Zhongzuo!

"Hiss......"

The fist with the sound of breaking the air, the fist fiercely hit the lower abdomen of the Japanese army Nakasa!

Suddenly, hundreds of catties of power poured into the lower abdomen of the Japanese army!

"Ah~"

In the next second, the Japanese soldier Nakasa, who weighed hundreds of pounds, quickly flew upside down, flew directly for a distance of five or six meters, and then fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, his eyes were wide and bulging, and he couldn't die anymore!

One person was killed with a single punch.

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment next to them were inspired by such a scene, and they killed even more fiercely, while those Japanese puppet soldiers were completely frightened: What kind of person is this? Kill one person with one punch?

"I surrender ......"