When the devil Nakasa Ono Ichiro received a report from the avant-garde soldiers that he did not find that there was a Chinese army's blocking position in the mountain beam in front of him, he even thought that his ears had heard it wrong, and those sneak attackers dared to come. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ono Ichiro, who didn't believe the report, rushed to the front of the team in person, but when he saw the blue sky and white sun flags fluttering on the mountain beams and the scattered positions, his nose was crooked.

These Chinese troops not only dared to come, but even dared to open a posture in front of the front and prepare to block the attack, who gave them such courage?

Do you really think that the Imperial Japanese Army is a sick cat that allows them to bully? Ichiro Ono got angry, and the consequences were serious.

"First squadron, rush up and take down the position of the Zhina, remember, leave no mouth alive!"

Ono Ichiro gave an order to a pockmarked captain officer next to him with a gloomy face, he wanted to teach these Chinese troops who didn't know life and death a lesson, and let them know that the Great Japanese Imperial Army was powerful!

"Hey!"

When he raised his head again and looked at the mountain beam with the broken flag, his face was full of crazy hideous colors.

They had been subjected to endless harassment last night, and they had been driven almost mad by the annoying cold guns and cannons, and his squadron had only lost thirty men on the battlefield, but in just one night, twenty more had been killed.

If he could have endured the death of these twenty people on the battlefield in the rain of bullets, but they died in a sneak attack, and even one of them was stabbed to death with a bayonet while urinating.

As the saying goes, uncles can bear it and aunts can't bear it, the devil captain who has a fire in his heart did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, more than 100 devils rushed towards Yang Ling and them to pull away the stragglers.

The position they chose for Yang Ling was just established on the ridge of the mountain beam, and they could overlook the more than 100 devil soldiers who rushed over from a high position.

"Deputy of the regiment, why didn't the devil shoot the artillery?"

The brothers were ready to meet the devil's attack on the first of the three-plate axe, but when they looked up, they found that the devil had directly pulled away from the stragglers and pounced, which was unreasonable.

Yang Ling was also worried about the bombardment of the devils, so he asked the brothers to build the foxholes very scattered, but when he saw the devils charging directly, a smile appeared on his face, it seems that the devils are really running out of ammunition, and even the bombardment before the charge is saved.

"Prepare Molotov cocktails and wait for my order to light the fire." Since the devil doesn't have much ammunition, this battle is much easier.

It's not that the devils are wasting bullets, it's that their logistics were taken twice in a row by Yang Ling, and then they had to withstand the lifeless attack of the 74th Army head-on.

The only remaining bullets were all temporary airdrops from the planes, and if they had ammunition, how could they retreat in such a hurry.

The momentum of more than a hundred devils charging forward with snow-bright bayonets is still quite bluffing, and the oncoming murderous aura is enough to make the recruits who have never fought in a war so frightened that they pee their pants.

But Yang Ling and the others are all veterans who have been wandering around the ghost gate several times, and they have seen the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and they really don't pay attention to the momentum of the devil.

In line with the principle of saving ammunition, the devil did not raise and shoot from a distance this time, but rushed up towards the mountain beam without saying a word.

The slope of the mountain beam is a little steep, although there is sparse grass and trees, but it is still very difficult for the devils to climb up, especially when they don't close their eyes all night, and they are tired and a little wheezing after running a few hundred meters.

"Give the devil a greeting gift." Yang Ling looked at the devil who was struggling to climb up the mountain beam, and commanded.

The guard Huzi smiled, carried a clay pot that had been lit on fire, and threw it out with all his might.

The clay pot thrown down condescendingly made the devil startled, and they all dodged and fell down.

The clay pot filled with gasoline smashed to the ground, and the flames burst into flames, not exploding as expected, but a few devils who were lying down in a hurry were cut in the face by thorns.

Looking at the burning clay pots and gasoline, the devil captain roared as if he had been tricked.

The other devils were also frightened, and found that this was not a grenade, and they were all bold.

More than a dozen improvised Molotov cocktails were thrown down from the mountain beams one after another, and suddenly thick smoke billowed out, large areas of wild grass were burned, and the devils were also roasted and sweated.

Seeing that there was no machine gun sound on the mountain beam, and there were no rifles, but some improvised Molotov cocktails that they couldn't understand, some devil officers felt a little weird.

"Captain, is the Zhina Army playing a conspiracy again?" A devil officer was worried that there was an ambush behind the mountain beam and reminded.

The devil's gaze penetrated the burning fire of the thunderbolt balla, looked directly at the simple and unspeakable blocking position, and snorted coldly and judged: "The people of Shina should be out of ammunition." ”

Nearly twenty improvised Molotov cocktails were thrown out, and although the gentle slope of the mountain beam was burned, it could not stop the ghost soldiers who were charging at all.

The devil soldiers were cautious at first, but when they noticed that there seemed to be no machine guns on the ridges, and that rifles were also on display, they became emboldened, and began to straighten up and rush forward, as long as they avoided the Molotov cocktails.

The devil's cover machine gun clicked, the machine gunner was an old devil, and he hit accurately and calmly, and a string of sons flew up the mountain beam.

The brothers who were throwing Molotov cocktails down fell into their foxholes, and machine-gun bullets flew up, popping up large expanses of dirt.

The sound of the machine gun seemed to be an order, and the ghost soldiers who were originally trotting and charging suddenly accelerated, taking advantage of Yang Ling's efforts to bow their heads, and quickly impacted.

"Kill!"

What the more than 100 charging devil soldiers did not expect was that just as they were about to rush up the mountain beam, a fierce group of Chinese officers and soldiers rushed out of the pine forest next to them.

The devils had noticed this pine forest near the mountain beams before, and a few devils were about to go in and search for it, but Wang Hu and they rushed out.

More than 300 brothers led by the king's beard and blacksmiths, the grassroots officers, held up their snowy bayonets, and slammed into the devil's charging team with the posture of a tiger descending the mountain.

They chose to charge just when the Devil Heavy had run out of bullets, and the Devil Heavy could only watch as such a group of men entered their ranks.

Wang Huzi and their team were like a sharp knife, cutting into the soft tofu, the sound of the bayonet popping into the flesh, blood splattering, and the devil was stunned by the sudden white-knuckle battle.

"Damn it!"

"Ahh

"Kill! Kill the devil! ”

More than 300 brothers roared like a metal storm and swept towards the devil soldiers, and one devil was about to raise and shoot, but was knocked upside down by a powerful force and flew out, and the bullet also hit the sky.

The veterans who rushed in front stabbed the devil's chest with their bright bayonets, and then twisted them hard, and suddenly the devil's internal organs were shattered.

"Ahhh

A devil had just shot and killed a Chinese officer and soldier who was rushing towards him, but the next moment, a big knife slashed at the devil's neck, blood gushed out, the devil's head flew out like a leather ball, and the headless body slipped to the ground.

"Fuck you!"

One of the brothers was pierced in the heart by a devil's bayonet after just one shot in the face, and he cursed in pain, and his body swooped forward, and the bayonet pierced his body.

But he also narrowed the distance between him and the devil, opened his mouth and tore at the devil's neck, and with a tear, a large piece of flesh was torn off the devil's neck, and the devil rolled on the ground in pain while covering his bloody neck.