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"Don't stop! Rush to the end! Liu Yidao threw away the machete that had been with him for many days, and rushed forward with a Type 96 light machine gun in his arms.

His hoarse voice was quickly drowned out in the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and the more than 200 routs who followed him in the assault also shouted for their lives, and a rain of bullets like a strong wind fell on the devil's head.

The explosion raised flames in the dark night, and a strong wave of qi rushed over, Liu Yidao seemed to be pushed violently, and his body involuntarily rolled to the ground, rolling into a blood puddle, and the viscous blood smeared him.

He shook his vertiginous head and struggled to get back up, a barrage of bullets flying past several of his routers, and a cloud of blood fell in front of him.

Liu Yidao wiped a handful of sticky blood on his eyes, and a layer of blood was shrouded in his field of vision, and he saw that the devil machine gun in front of him began to sound again, without saying a word, holding the machine gun was a shuttle bullet.

The devil machine gunner lying behind the sandbag immediately had most of his head removed, and the machine gun rolled to the ground when it was crooked, and it was dumbfounded.

On the flickering battlefield, with the help of the impact of powerful firepower, Liu Yidao finally led people to break into the position of the devils, and the remnants of the devil soldiers hiding behind sandbags in the trenches still tried to resist.

The red-eyed routs were unceremonious to the devils, and the melon grenade was thrown directly into the trenches, directly blowing up the devils in the trenches into dumpling filling.

There were also devils who got out of the bunker with bayonets, and Liu Yidao stood on the top of the trench, holding the machine gun is a string of bullets, and the flesh and blood were splashed, and the devil soldiers immediately died like cutting wheat.

Before Liu Yidao, who had run out of magazines, could change his magazines, a devil rushed over with a bayonet in the oblique stab.

"Yikes!" Liu Yidao was also simple, picked up the machine gun and smashed it, smashed the devil soldier into the trench, and was killed by a rout behind him.

The main defense of the devil soldiers is in the direction of Huashan, although they left a guard in the rear, but there are not many people, and they were attacked by Liu Yidao's ferocious firepower, and the position was immediately stabbed to a pulp, opening a gap about fifty meters wide.

Liu Yidao led people to rush forward for about 400 meters, and suddenly found that there was no trench in front of him, and there were no devils rushing over to block it, and it was a field in front of him, so he realized that they had pierced the devil's position.

"Quick! Fast! Following the gap opened by Liu Yidao and others, Wu Jiang led people to cover more than 200 wounded soldiers who were running quickly in the direction of Huashan, and the corpses on the position were resting in the darkness, and from time to time someone fell into the blood puddle.

This section of the position was beaten by the powerful firepower of the routs, and dozens of devils all saw the king of Hades, and the devils on both sides reacted quickly, and immediately attacked this gap under the leadership of the officer, trying to block the rout soldiers who broke through.

Wu Jiang was shouting and urging the rout soldiers to pass quickly, when suddenly a whistle sounded in his ears, and when he raised his eyes and saw countless streamers rushing towards them, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted: "The devil has fired!" Hide! ”

As soon as Wu Jiang's words fell, countless devil grenades smashed down, and the position immediately rumbled and exploded, and the flames flashed, the ground shook and the mountains were shrouded in gunsmoke, and the stretchers carrying the wounded soldiers were also thrown into the trenches, and many people were blown out like broken wood.

Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the devils on both sides had already rushed over with bayonets, trying to block the routs who broke through.

"Yang Dashu! Machine gun cover! Yang Ling's voice came from the darkness, and the gray-faced Yang Dashu spit out the scorched earth with a fishy smell, got up from the corpse, picked up his machine gun and turned around and set it on a half-cut corpse.

The devil was like a wave, slamming from the darkness to the gap, densely making people's scalp numb, Yang Dashu ripped off the hat on his head, cursed in his heart, lowered the butt of the gun with his shoulder, and pulled the trigger on the devil who pounced.

Da - Da - The recoil of the machine gun made Yang Dashu's shoulders tremble continuously, and the tongue of fire spewed out from the muzzle of the gun seemed to come from hell and death, and it was fierce towards the devil. Shoot away.

A devil was striding over the trench, but the furious bullet had already hit him in the chest, and the devil fell into the trench.

The range of the machine gun was good, and the trajectory of the machine gun extended along the trench of the devils, and the blood was constantly splashed with puffs, and the devil soldiers who rushed along the trenches were terrified and wanted to dodge, crawling out of the trenches of death.

But in a hurry, how could he climb a trench more than a meter high, watch the bullets penetrate his body, and then his body involuntarily slips to the ground.

The dark battlefield was noisy, the bullets on the battlefield did not have eyes, the soldiers carrying the stretchers were killed by the flying bullets from time to time and rolled into the darkness, and the wounded soldiers were also overturned by the explosion, but under the cover of the machine guns, most of them still rushed through the devil's position without danger.

"Kill, change, change! Kill and change! From the darkness came the angry roar of the devil officer, and someone broke through their position, and his face was distorted with anger.

The battlefield at night was chaotic, and after rushing through the devil's position, the rout soldiers carried the wounded soldiers and ran wildly in the direction of Huashan, snorting and panting tiredly, but everyone's face was relaxed, happy that they could escape death.

"Battalion commander! Battalion commander! Company Commander Qin, they were surrounded by devils and did not stand out! Just as everyone was running wildly, Yang Dashu, who was in charge of the palace, caught up with the team out of breath and shouted towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling hurriedly stopped, turned around to meet Yang Dashu who was running over, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Liu Yidao was responsible for opening a breakthrough passage for a frontal assault, while Qin Shou and Yang Dashu were responsible for covering the wings, Wu Jiang was responsible for the wounded soldiers, and Yang Ling was dispatched in the play, everything was arranged by Yang Ling in advance, but the plan was not as good as the change, Qin Shou was a step slower when he evacuated, and was surrounded by devils.

"Company Commander Qin, they were bitten by devils!" After the break, Yang Dashu panted and ran to Yang Ling to report.

"Battalion commander, what are we going to do?" Liu Yidao looked at the devil position who was still fighting and asked Yang Ling.

Yang Ling replied: "They are all our brothers, we can't leave them behind!" ”

Without the slightest hesitation, he hurriedly called Wu Jiang and said, "Old Wu, you lead people to evacuate quickly, and I will go back to save them!" ”

"No, you are the battalion commander, you lead people to evacuate, if you want to save them, I will save Lao Qin and them!" Wu Jiang shook his head and rejected Yang Ling's proposal.

"Don't say it, carry out the order!" Yang Ling didn't have time to argue with Wu Jiang here, time is life, he shouted at Yang Dashu: "Dashu, take your brother back with me to save people!" ”

"Yes!" Yang Dashu answered with his arm in his arms, turned around and left.

Wu Jiang saw that Yang Ling insisted on personally bringing people back to save Qin Shou and them, and he hurriedly stopped Yang Ling: "Battalion commander, we are waiting for you in Huashan." ”

"Okay" Yang Ling replied, and rushed back into the darkness without looking back.