Chapter 849: Breakout!

The night was chaotic, and the elite devils and puppet army troops from all sides surrounded the Ninth Guerrilla Column in the temporary camp like an iron bucket.

The devils set up machine guns at the commanding heights around them, and the bullets poured down on the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the camp as if they were not paying for money, and the sound of popping bullets burrowing into the flesh continued to sound, and one of the guerrilla officers and soldiers fell to the ground, and soon the corpses were piled up.

The camp of the 9th Guerrilla Corps was surrounded by sandbags and simple bunkers, red shells smashed in, and resisting light and heavy machine guns were lifted into the sky.

The disheveled guerrilla officers and men ran around in a panic in the smoky camp, and the soldiers could not find the officers, and the officers could not find the soldiers, and they were in a mess.

Several Type 92 infantry guns and mortars arranged by the devils in the field opened fire in a tom, and the shells were like stones smashed into the lake, but they were splashed with blood and minced meat.

The grim faces of the devils were particularly hideous in the light of the fire, and they shot from a distance around the Ninth Guerrilla Column, and the dense bullets were like knives harvesting the officers and men of the guerrillas one by one.

"Rush!"

The commander of the guerrilla detachment, who reacted, hugged the machine gun and tried to lead people out of a bloody way, but as soon as he rushed out a few steps, he was beaten into a sieve.

Liu Jinhu, the head of the No. 1 Guerrilla Detachment, was angry in his eyes, and he kept pulling the bolt of his gun to return fire, but his strength was too weak, and he was soon overturned by the shock wave of the explosion.

"Sir, sir, get out of here! It's too late to retreat! ”

Some cronies and brothers rushed over and pulled Liu Jinhu up from the ground, dragged him and rushed to the west.

Liu Jinhu shook his dizzy head, and saw the figures around him, and most of the remaining more than 300 brothers in the first detachment gathered around him.

He saw that the entire improvised camp had been blown to pieces by the devil's shells, and the smoke was filled with gunsmoke, screaming and wailing all over the sky.

At this moment, in this chaotic situation, I don't know how many people the devils have surrounded him, and when he is not sure whether the guerrilla commander and the rest of the detachment leaders are dead or alive, he can only take his brothers to break through first.

"Give me the machine gun!" Liu Jinhu shouted.

A Czech-style light machine gun full of bullets was delivered to Liu Jinhu's hand, and the heavy body of the gun made him feel a sense of security.

He saw the guerrilla officers and men rushing left and right in the rain of bullets behind him constantly being blown up and harvested by bullets, and his heart was dripping blood.

These are all heroic and fearless Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, and they died in such a daze.

But now he no longer has the ability to go back to save them, tears rolled in his eyes, and the tiger roared: "Brothers, fight a bloody road!" ”

"Kill—"

More than 300 officers and men of the 1st Guerrilla Detachment shouted and followed their detachment leader, Liu Jinhu, to break through to the west.

Blocking the west were two squads of devils and a puppet army company, and they also noticed the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing towards them.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Several light machine guns fired long bursts, and the trajectory cut into the breakout team like a knife, and blood flew immediately.

The bullets from the rifles rained down on them, and the brothers in the first row fell to the ground like wheat.

But now the brothers understood that they could not stop no matter what, and they did not care whether the brothers who fell to the ground were dead or alive, and they stepped on the blood and pounced forward one after another.

"Rush!"

The machine gun belt was hung around the neck, and several machine gunners stood up and fired at the devil and the puppet army, and strings of scarlet bullets flew out, and the fiery red bullet marks were clearly visible in the night, and the ferocious fire beat the devil puppet army to the flesh and blood.

Not to be outdone, the devils and the puppet army fought back, and the machine guns in the rest of the directions also blocked low on the ground, and the bullets from several directions were intertwined into a fire net, smashing the brothers who rushed forward.

"Grenade! Throw! ”

Liu Jinhu, the leader of the first team, was covered in minced flesh and blood, his resolute face was blackened, and he roared while shooting.

Strings of grenades swirled and flew out, and the devil puppet army who was lying in the field and shooting at them was suddenly blown into dumpling filling, and mud and flesh flew everywhere.

Liu Jinhu ran out of bullets from the machine gun, and with the empty gun, he launched a charge with a tiger.

The guerrilla brothers behind him shouted, flashing their bayonets and throwing themselves into the smoke.

"Kill Gaigai!"

When the dizzy devil army Cao saw the approaching guerrilla officers and soldiers, he pulled out his saber and slammed forward, and the black-pressed devils and puppet soldiers rushed forward with a strange scream.

In the chaotic field, the two charging teams were like two roaring torrents, and the flesh flew in the crisp sound of a snorting bayonet into the flesh, and a puff of blood mist filled the air.

The eyes of the officers and men of the guerrillas were full of red, and the cold faces of the devil soldiers were full of fierceness, and no one wanted to give in, bayonet to bayonet, butt to butt.

The people in front of each other were sending bayonets into each other's bodies, and the people behind were already past them and crashed into each other.

The devil is good at stabbing people, and his powerful wrists can pierce people with a fierce knife, and the officers and men of the guerrillas have shown the bravery of Chinese soldiers, who are not afraid of death and fight for their lives.

The devil sent the bayonet into the body of the guerrilla officers and soldiers, and before the devil could draw the knife, the guerrilla officers and men had already pulled out the grenade and hugged the devil to death.

"Boom! Bang! ”

The flashes of the explosion continued, and after each booming explosion, there would be a circle of mutilated corpses all around, including guerrilla officers and soldiers, devils and puppet soldiers.

The machine gun in Liu Jinhu's hand was smashed and deformed by him, picked up a dead brother and threw away the six-ring knife, pressed the devil's neck, and wiped the blade against his neck, and a warm stream of blood sprayed all over his face.

Although the devil was fierce, in the face of hundreds of guerrilla officers and soldiers who did not want to die, a large area was quickly cut down, and those puppet soldiers were also killed.

In just a few minutes, Liu Jinhu led the brothers of the First Guerrilla Detachment to tear a hole in the encirclement of the devils.

"There are people in the west to break through!"

Yamaguchi Chimatsu, the captain of the devil brigade who was standing on the watchtower in Huaiyin City and watching the battle, looked at the staff officer's fingers, and his face was full of murderous light: "Kill them all-"

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Shells smashed into the breakout team with a piercing whistling sound, and as soon as the shells landed, they exploded into a large crater, and the brothers were blown to pieces.

Liu Jinhu originally wanted to lead the brothers to defend this torn hole and cover more brothers to break through, but a burst of artillery fire blew them up.

The devils who had come from both sides to reinforce them had already surrounded them wearing cold steel helmets, and they looked back at the brothers who were crying and screaming in the camp, and tears couldn't help but drip from their eyes.

"Withdraw!"

Liu Jinhu carried a blood-dripping six-ring knife and rushed towards the field to the west without looking back, with more than 100 guerrilla brothers who had broken through.

The devils quickly blocked the gap, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers who tried to keep up were pressed back again, and under the baptism of bullets and shells, they were killed and wounded everywhere.