The severe pain made Kuroda Ichiro's cold face distort, and he looked particularly hideous, but the pain aroused the ferocity in his bones.

He drew his knife and turned around, ignoring the blood gushing under his ribs, staring viciously at the deputy battalion commander blacksmith who stood like an iron tower, and raised his dusty saber again.

Although Kuroda knew that he was no match for the dark-skinned Chinese soldier, he still chose to fight to the death.

A guerrilla brother who broke through the smoke of gunfire was confronted by the devil Ichiro Kuroda, who was confronting the deputy battalion commander blacksmith, and subconsciously raised his gun to fight.

"He's mine—" The blacksmith let out a low growl, and with his low-hanging broadsword in his hand, he lunged at Kuroda Ichiro.

Kuroda Ichiro also screamed strangely, holding his saber and charging head-on, while the gun-wielding guerrilla brother was nervously aiming at Kuroda Ichiro, fearing that his commander would be harmed.

The blacksmith and the short Kuroda Ichiro were like two crazy bulls, and the blood-stained rolling saber and the dusty saber of the devil Ichiro Kuroda collided fiercely, bursting out a series of sparks.

After the rolling horse saber in the blacksmith's hand stabbed out a string of sparks along the devil's saber, regardless of the shock numbness coming from his arm, the impact of his body drove the blade to rush forward, and the blade swept over Kuroda's neck with lightning speed.

The bodies of the two sides staggered, and a stream of warm blood rushed out of Kuroda Ichiro's neck, and a hideous blood cut appeared in his neck, spurting blood outward like a fountain.

Kuroda staggered a few steps forward, clutched his bleeding neck and fell to the ground, convulsing twice and not moving.

The blacksmith killed the devil's young sorbet Ichiro Kuroda with a single sword, and several devils nearby immediately screamed and pounced with a bright bayonet.

At this moment, the guerrilla brother standing next to the battle circle reacted this time and hurriedly pulled the bolt of the gun to grab the shot.

The bullet pierced the left chest of one of the devils, and the devil's body was driven by the impact of the bullet to fall backwards and fell to the ground, but the other three devils were already approaching.

Faced with the three ghost soldiers who rushed to the front, the guerrilla brother was anxious to fire another shot, but he was too nervous and his trembling hand did not pull the bolt away.

When he saw that the three sharp bayonets were about to pierce his body, the blacksmith rushed from the side like a whirlwind, passed the anxious sweaty brother, and met the three devils.

The back of the blood-dripping horse saber in the blacksmith's hand flicked the bayonet of the first devil upward, and then the powerful blade slashed down, slashing off the entire left shoulder of the devil soldier.

"Ahh The devil soldier let out a terrible scream, and fell to the ground with his bloody shoulders clutched, and the other two bayonets had already pierced the blacksmith one to the left and one to the right.

The blacksmith did not retreat from the bayonet that stabbed him, and the knife in his hand swung away from the bayonet on the right, and his body avoided the bayonet on the left.

The little devil on the left was too hard, stabbed in the air, and then tried to close his feet but it was too late, the blacksmith grinned and showed Sensen's white teeth, and the tip of the knife in his hand poked forward, and the devil bumped into himself and pricked his heart.

The bayonet was missed by the swinging devil, and when he saw that his companion was killed, he screamed strangely, and the bayonet stabbed the blacksmith again.

The blacksmith's knife was still in the body of the other devil, and he was about to be stabbed, but the devil was knocked away by a figure that flew next to him, and it was the guerrilla brother who rushed up to help.

The guerrilla brother fell to the ground with the devil, who was short and strong, and had great strength, while the guerrilla brother was skinny.

The devil's gun was thrown away, and he did not pick it up, but he pressed the guerrilla brother to the ground with his teeth and claws, and put his hands on the guerrilla brother's neck.

The blacksmith kicked the half-dead devil in front of him, pulled out the bloody broadsword, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and pressed the head of the mad devil with one hand, and pulled the broadsword against his neck, and the blood sprayed all over the faces of the guerrilla brothers.

"Are you alright?" The blacksmith dragged the guerrilla brothers, whose faces were covered in dust and blood, from the ground and asked with concern.

"No... It's okay... Wow......" The guerrilla brothers were covered with blood, and they couldn't help but spit it out with a bloody breath.

At this moment, the wreckage surrounding the devil's convoy was full of melee battle groups within a radius of several hundred meters, covered by gunsmoke and splashed with blood.

Bayonet to bayonet, the clatter of the butt of the rifle smashing bones, and the desperate wails before death were mixed together.

The remaining little devils are as fierce as injured beasts, and even if they are surrounded by several brothers, they still refuse to admit defeat.

There were also wounded devils who clearly had only one breath left, and they still threw their grenades at the guerrilla brothers, and their mouths were still screaming.

Although the brothers of the guerrillas had a small-scale exchange of fire with the little devils, most of the time they hid far away and shot coldly, thinking that the devils' strength was like that.

But now with such a frontal melee contact with the little devil, he has finally learned the power of the little devil's hands, whether it is the stabbing technique or the will to fight, it is not something they can compare.

But there are veterans who lead the way to kill, and the recruits are like newborn calves, not retreating in the face of fierce devils.

The two sides fought on the highway for half an hour, and the remaining little devils were wiped out, and the bodies of the devils lying on the highway were not intact, and all the red-eyed guerrilla brothers who were killed were cut into rotten meat.

The little devils all lay down, and the brothers were also tired and out of strength, and lay on the ground limp and gasping for breath, as if their whole bodies had been emptied.

The medical team, hidden on the side of the road, hurried up the road full of dead and wounded, rescued the wounded in the battle, bandaged them and stopped the bleeding.

In just half an hour, the puppet army company of the devils was completely wiped out by the guerrilla brothers, and the devils did not take a single prisoner, but the puppet army surrendered more than 200 people.

"Tuanza, a big official who eliminated a devil." The deputy battalion commander blacksmith waved his hand, and the two brothers dragged a blood-stained corpse to Yang Ling.

"Shaozuo?" Yang Ling was also full of surprise, he didn't expect to kill a devil by mistake, it was really an unexpected joy.

He originally wanted to encircle the point and send reinforcements, lure out some of the devils in Qinghe Town to eliminate them, and reduce the pressure for the recovery of Qinghe Town, but who knew that he killed a Shaozuo.

The blacksmith said with trepidation: "I just asked the captured puppet army, and this time there are two dissatisfied devil squadrons and two companies of puppet troops who came out to reinforce Yu Zhuang. ”

"Two squadrons and two companies of puppet troops?" Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion who came over, also gasped, and immediately cursed: "Damn, I said why there are so many devils, there are two squadrons." ”

Yang Ling also secretly scolded himself for being careless, thinking that the devils who came out to reinforce Yu Zhuang would send some troops at most, but the devils were crowded in the car covered with curtains, and they started fighting without figuring it out.

I just felt that this battle was more difficult, but I didn't expect to eliminate so many devils in one go, and I was excited in addition to fear.

They have eliminated so many devils by mistake, so there will definitely not be many people left in Qinghe Town, and it will be much easier to recover Qinghe Town.

In fact, Yang Ling and the others were able to achieve such a big victory, and there was also an element of luck, if they really waited for the devils of these two squadrons to unfold, I am afraid that the outcome would be unpredictable.

Fortunately, the devil hurriedly wanted to rush to Yuzhuang to eliminate the main force of the guerrillas, but he was stunned in the face of the sudden attack, and was killed by mines and explosives before he got out of the car, which made Yang Ling and them pick up the cheap.

But even so, it took Yang Ling and the others half an hour to eliminate all the devils and end the battle.