Chapter 710: The bayonet sees blood

Soon, more than a dozen motorcycles suddenly drove over, and there was no intention of slowing down in the corner, and two crooked machine guns swept into the jungle on both sides of the road, seemingly not finding any danger, and rushed out of the curve all the way.

The Japanese army knew very well that there were still many people in the front of the army, and they also knew that after a night of fierce fighting, their ammunition must have been consumed, and they were basically sure that they had become frightened birds at this time, and it was impossible for them to ambush along the road, so they were more assured and bold along the way.

As soon as the search team of more than a dozen motorcycles passed, twenty trucks entered the field of vision of the independent regiment, and just as the trucks were about to enter the corner, a burst of shouts suddenly came from the jungle: "Fight! ”

In an instant, the muzzle of the black hole hole stretched out of the jungle, and the crackling gunshots suddenly rang out, and there were not many bullets in the independent regiment, and of course they couldn't shoot indiscriminately if they didn't see the enemy, only a few rifles were used to hit the truckers of the devils, so the gunshots were sparse.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the Japanese convoy immediately stopped, and countless soldiers jumped out of the car crackling, and quickly looked for cover and fired back according to the direction of the national army's fire.

In less than two minutes, the dense Japanese troops had all dismounted, turned to the right, and relied on the cover of the truck to shoot fiercely at the jungle on the left. Soon, machine guns and grenadiers were erected, and bullets and grenades began to be poured into the jungle. The light machine guns of the national army also rang out lively, and for a time the scene of bullets raining down was very grand.

Suddenly, countless black dots flew out from the right side of the jungle, all of them fell under or near the Japanese trucks, and then there was a deafening explosion, more than 200 grenades and grenades exploded at the same time, and some of them successfully detonated the cars.

For a while, on the road less than a mile away, shrapnel flew into the sky, and the ground was already full of corpses, and the soldiers who were lucky enough to be alive were all running around, and they didn't know how big an ambush they had been.

As soon as the explosion stopped, more than 20 Thomson submachine guns swept out of the jungle on the right, followed by a field of bright bayonets, and more than 200 soldiers screamed to the sky, like tigers coming out of the forest, and pounced on the enemy like tigers.

At the rear end of the road, the Japanese army wing commander Katagiri Kumaji had already gotten out of the armored combat vehicle, stood on the curb with a hideous face, kept waving the command knife in his hand, and commanded the soldiers to enter from both sides of the jungle, quickly surround the national army troops in front, and absolutely not let go of a single person.

He knew very well that the remnants of the expeditionary force that had blocked the imperial army in the Hukang River Valley last night were ambushing the imperial army, and he really did not expect that this rout army would dare to take the initiative to attack the imperial army.

For this army, Katagiri Kumaji is deeply evil, his own brother Katagiri Kumaichi was killed in last night's battle, at this moment they took the initiative to jump out and fight the imperial army, Katagiri Kumaji was angry and a little excited, and the eldest brother's revenge was avenged at this moment.

On the position, the two troops were completely twisted together, and the shouts of killing, the crash of cold weapons, the snorting of bayonets into the flesh, the screams, and the laughter of the brazen were all in one place, and the scene was chaotic.

Yao Menglin, the commander of the first battalion, held a medium-formal, snow-bright bayonet and quickly stabbed into the chest of a little devil, without drawing the gun, but pushed the devil back again and again, only through the bayonet on the devil's back and inserted it into the back of a devil behind him again, Yao Menglin suddenly retracted his feet, kicked his thigh forward, stepped on the devil's chest, the bayonet was pulled out, and a devil on the side stabbed straight towards him, Yao Menglin erected a spear to block, swinging away the devil's bayonet, the spear swung the bayonet forward, a sprint, The bayonet entered the enemy's throat and came out of the back of the neck, and when the bayonet was withdrawn, a column of blood splashed, splashing Yao Menglin's whole body and face. But he didn't even wipe one, picked up the bayonet and continued to rush to the next devil.

Not far away, the regiment commander Tian Long and the Yang company commander were back to back, stabbing left and right to kill the four devils who surrounded them, and the Yang company commander withdrew the bayonet from the chest of one of the devils and shouted loudly: "Regiment commander, retreat with the brothers, after leaving some for the independent regiment, I will take the four consecutive breaks." ”

Tian Long's spear swept, and the tip of the bayonet crossed the neck of a devil soldier, only to see that there was suddenly a red line on the neck of the devil soldier, and as soon as the gun in his hand was lost, his hands hugged his neck tightly, and his face was full of frightened expressions.

"After breaking something, we want to walk together, and when we see the chief of staff, we will move closer to him."

"See, right behind us."

"Okay, kill it!" Tian Long swung his spear, blocked the direct stab of a devil, raised his foot and kicked the devil to the ground, and rushed forward.

The two quickly rushed to Xu Quan's side, and as a result, the two devils who surrounded Xu Quan, Tian Long hurriedly said: "Chief of Staff, prepare to retreat!" ”

"Okay, retreat!" Xu Quan wiped the blood from his face, and then roared: "Brothers, move closer to us and prepare to retreat!" ”

Immediately, Tian Long and Company Commander Yang also roared, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield suddenly became more violent, and the soldiers of the national army began to do their best to move closer to the place where the sound came from.

According to the plan before the battle, they blew up the Japanese military vehicles, the blocking mission was completed, the bullets ran out, there was no point in fighting, it was their wish to leave some blood for the independent regiment, no matter how many people could be left, after the retreat order was issued, five minutes later they began to rush into the jungle on the right, and they could rush out as much as they could.

The national troops at both ends quickly moved closer to the middle, and soon formed a scale of more than a hundred people, Tian Long drew his pistol, fired a shot into the sky, and roared: "Retreat!" Then he took the lead and rushed into the jungle, and more than a hundred people poured into it like a tidal wave.

When Katagiri Kumaji arrived at the battlefield, the battle had already ended, and there were corpses lying on the road, as well as stumps and broken arms caused by explosions, and the scene was very bloody, and there was no longer a standing national army on the battlefield, except for one person - Company Commander Yang.

Yang Company Commander's name is Yang Fusheng, he was still a platoon commander at the beginning of the formation of the independent regiment, and when the company commander was less than a day, when he had just retreated, a ghost soldier who was not dead punched him in the abdomen with a bayonet, although it did not hurt the vital point, but the entire belly was cut. After smashing the soldier who wounded him with the butt of a rifle, he no longer had the strength to run, so he stayed, and the Japanese probably saw that he was one of the few officers in the national army, so they did not do anything to him, but just surrounded him from a distance.

"Name, position!" Katagiri Kumaji looked coldly at the lieutenant of the national army in front of him.

Yang Fusheng, who was in a half-kneeling position with a rifle, tried to stand up with both hands on the barrel of the gun, but he failed several times, either because of excessive blood loss, or because of pain, his face looked a little pale, but his gaze at Katagiri Kumaji was still sharp.