Chapter 1008: Hard-hitting

The explosion caused the people around them to be confused, and the shock wave of the explosion made people stagger as if they were drunk, and even so, the guerrillas and devils were still pounced on each other.

Devil Private Takeshi Suzuki's face was covered with small wounds from broken pieces, and the dripping blood made him look particularly hideous.

From last night to now, the entire infantry detachment he was in has been killed, and he is lucky to have survived until now, and the nerves that have been as tense as a tightrope have made him hallucinate, and the brutal fighting has made him want to flee in several places.

However, the captain of the devil brigade, Kei Hirayama, and the guards behind him led the troops to launch a counterattack, and the devil soldier Suzuki Takeshi, who thought he could retreat, had to return to fight again.

Because if he runs away while all the troops are counterattacking, he is a deserter, and his companions around him can shoot him without the orders of his commander, and he does not want to die.

In this chaotic and bloody battlefield, Suzuki Takeshi is now almost mechanically fighting, and the bloody explosion caused him to be swept over by the shock wave in several places, and the whole person is like drowning, fluttering and struggling.

The explosion temporarily deaf him, and in his gray vision, many of his bloodied companions were growing their mouths and pounced with bayonets.

Takeshi Suzuki struggled to his feet again, staggering after his companions, and the emaciated-looking guerrillas were just a few meters away, shouting and rushing over.

"Huh! Clear! ”

Several devil soldiers and guerrilla officers and soldiers in front collided together, and under the force of the collision, several guerrilla officers and soldiers with insufficient explosive power were hit by the devil soldiers and flew back at almost the same time, and the people lost consciousness in mid-air.

But these short, stout devil soldiers rushed forward a few more steps, and then they staggered and fell to the ground, and at the moment of contact between the two sides, the guerrilla officers and soldiers had already stabbed their bayonets into their bodies.

A guerrilla officer and soldier pounced on the devil soldier Suzuki Takeshi who was leaping forward, although Suzuki Takeshi's ears were hit in the explosion and he could not hear any sound for the time being, but he still knew from the shape of the opponent's mouth that the other party was shouting for killing.

"Flutter!"

Takeshi Suzuki did not retreat in the face of the guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed towards him, and with a vigorous thrust, the dusty bayonet was slightly blocked and stabbed into the opponent's body.

Devil soldier Takeshi Suzuki wanted to take advantage of the situation to pull out his bayonet and kick the opponent, but the bayonet was grabbed by the guerrilla officer and soldier.

Although this guerrilla officer and soldier were full of pain in his body because of the bayonet, Suzuki Takeshi couldn't pull out the bayonet after several efforts, and Suzuki Takeshi, who had been fighting, had consumed too much strength, and now he didn't have the strength to pull out the bayonet, which made Suzuki Takeshi a little anxious.

"Bang!"

The wind struck from the side, and his dangerous instincts caused his head to dodge to the side, and the butt of the gun slammed into his shoulder, causing him to scream in a terrible pain.

Before he could react, he was kicked into a pool of slippery blood from the explosion, and a bayonet was immediately stabbed down.

However, the guerrilla officer who attacked him was too violent, because his feet slipped, and the bayonet was stabbed, so that Suzuki Takeshi escaped by luck, and he hurriedly pounced on the guerrilla officer and soldier, and the two sides scuffled in the blood and flesh all over the ground.

On this battlefield, the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas and the devil soldiers were mixed together, bayonet to bayonet, butt to butt, shouting and screaming together.

Although the devil soldiers cooperated with each other and stood in a T-shaped line, in the face of the guerrilla officers and soldiers who did not want to rush up, the devil soldiers were quickly knocked down and stabbed, and finally the two sides evolved into a big melee.

Not just on the dry ridges and slope bottoms, but soon the melee spread to the mud ponds and ditches of the wet paddy fields.

The weapons of both sides were not limited to bayonets and grenades, fists and stones also became their weapons of killing.

These collisions of blood and courage, no one refuses to back down, and they are all fighting to the death.

The officers and men of the Northern Jiangsu Corps have always carried out the phalanx of guerrilla warfare, always liked to attack and shoot coldly, and have always tried their best to avoid large-scale white-knuckle warfare, because white-knuckle warfare is a deal of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of them, and it is too uneconomical.

Although the officers and men of the Northern Jiangsu Corps have always avoided fighting white-knuckle battles with devils, this does not mean that they will not fight white-knuckle battles, and compared with devils with exquisite assassination skills, the officers and men of the guerrillas are not lacking in courage, because they are defending their homeland.

The front-line officers and soldiers of the Northern Soviet Army have been fighting with the devils for a day, and all kinds of ammunition have been almost consumed, and now in the face of the counterattacking devils, they either retreat or fight white-knuckle battles, and they choose to bravely face the battle.

The howling devil soldiers were led by the leader of the devil brigade, Takashi Hirayama, the squadron leader, the squad leader, etc., to hold back the decline and fight back.

Because of the devil officer's personal sword, the morale of the devil soldiers was reinvigorated, and in order to wash away the shame of the rout, they became fierce and abnormal.

The devil soldiers were very confident in their bayonet fighting, and they could rely on their bayonets to kill the guerrillas, but as soon as the two sides came into contact, they found that they were wrong, because although the guerrilla officers and soldiers were inferior to them in bayonet fighting, their strength in not fearing death far surpassed them.

In the face of the oncoming bayonets, many devils will choose to dodge, but the guerrilla officers and men are completely opposite in their fighting style; they do not dodge or dodge, and they are still pounced upwards with their teeth bared, and they are completely fighting for their lives.

In such a hand-to-hand battlefield, the fight is indomitable, although the devils have superb bayonet skills, but they can't withstand the rush of these guerrilla madmen.

In just one face-to-face effort, many devils were thrown to the ground by the flying guerrillas, and before they could show their stabbing skills, they were pushed to the ground, and immediately the steel helmets, stones, and gun butts beckoned down to their faces.

Even if some guerrilla officers and men were stabbed to the ground by devils, and some guerrilla officers and men even had their intestines flowing out of their open stomachs, as long as they still had a breath, they would hold on to the devils.

Many of the partisan officers and men who had been blown up by the grenades were still crawling on the ground, pulling out their grenades and throwing them at the places where there were many devils.

Often, many devils have just stabbed the opposing guerrilla officers and soldiers to the ground, and they themselves are overturned by the shock wave of the explosion.

The devil soldiers are more and more frightened, because they have never seen such a cruel battle, in the melee warband, from time to time there are explosions of fire, will blow up the two sides fighting together.

But before the smoke of the explosion cleared, the devil soldiers who fell to the ground would find that the guerrillas, covered in blood, pounced again, and many of them were even barehanded.