Chapter Forty-Six: The Bayonet Sees Blood!
The devil lying on the ground is the best live target, the recoil of the machine gun made Luo Dayong's body tremble violently, the muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and the water-like bullets swept towards the devil in a fan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Puff puff!
The body of the devil lying on the ground erupted into a cloud of blood mist, and the injured devil rolled on the ground, twitching, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and let out a terrible scream.
"Well played!"
The remnants of the soldiers shouted excitedly as they pulled the bolts of their guns and fired, and their hearts were extremely refreshed.
"Fatty, magazine!" After Luo Dayong finished firing a magazine, he reached out and pulled out the empty magazine and threw it into the muddy water, yelling at the fat man Tian San next to him.
The fat man hurriedly handed another cartridge to Luo Dayong's hand, and soon the sound of da-
"Rush!" The old smoking gun roared, and his body had already rushed out towards the devil dozens of meters away.
The rest of the remnants of the soldiers all yelled and jumped out of the trenches, although the remnants were small in number, but the momentum of the charge was also amazing.
"Kill, change, change!" Second Lieutenant Matsui was blown to pieces, his face was charred, and he bared his teeth and screamed when he saw the Chinese soldiers rushing in the smoke of gunpowder.
The devils lying on the ground also got up one after another, and rushed forward with bayonets on their faces to meet the remnants of the supplementary company.
The two sides collided in front of a messy position, and the two remnants ran and crashed into the devil, the devil's bright bayonet raised upward, easily piercing their chests, and the devil's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and he rotated the bayonet in his hand, trying to break the internal organs of the remnants.
"Ahh The remnant opened his mouth and shouted, blood gushed out, his face was full of pain, and the remnant soldier used the last trace of strength of his body to pull the grenade, and with a loud bang, the body of the remnant soldier and the devil was blown apart.
The old smoking gun's skinny body and the devil were knocked to the ground by the devil as soon as they looked at each other, and the snowy bayonet stabbed down violently, and the old smoking gun rolled over and dodged the devil's bayonet, and the bayonet pierced into the dirt.
Before the little devil could pull out his bayonet from the dirt, the butt of the old smoker smashed the little devil's calf, and with a scream, the little devil fell to the ground in pain.
"Little devil! Die! The old smoking gun was a tiger pounced on the head of the little devil who fell to the ground and pressed it into the muddy pool, the little devil struggled violently, but in the face of the suppression of the old smoking gun's whole body strength, the little devil's struggle was so weak.
Luo Dayong, a man with five big and three thick faces, faced with the attack of the two devils, the sharp bayonet cut a big hole in his arm, the blood was dripping, and the severe pain made Luo Dayong's eyes full of anger.
Luo Dayong roared angrily, the machine gun in his hand was used as a burning stick, slammed on the little devil's steel helmet, and directly smashed it down, the little devil's head was hit hard, and his body fell to the ground.
Another devil held a bayonet and was about to stab again, but the machine gun in Luo Dayong's hand was thrown horizontally, and he directly smashed the 38 big cover rifle in the little devil's hand and flew out.
The little devil's arm was numb, he screamed, and rushed up with his teeth and claws, Luo Dayong was unstable because of his excessive force, and he was suddenly thrown to the ground in the face of the devil who pounced.
Although the little devil was short in stature, he was very strong, and he and Luo Dayong were rolling on the ground, scuffling together, and roaring angrily.
The rest of the remnants of the soldiers are all with the devil, these remnants can live until now is naturally not comparable to those recruits, although the stabbing is not as good as the devil, but the big knife in the hand dances vigorously, and the little devil can't help them for a while.
Compared with the fierce attack of the remnants, Yang Ling tried his best to save his physical strength, he knew that if his physical strength was quickly exhausted in hand-to-hand combat, then there was no other way but death.
The two little devils rushed towards Yang Ling with hideous faces, and they should be easy to deal with when they are thin along Yang Ling's figure.
Facing the two burly little devils, Yang Ling did not feel the slightest panic, leveled the Hanyang Zao in his hand, aimed at the little devils more than ten meters away, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet spun at high speed and shot out of the chamber of the gun, sinking into the temple of a little devil, a thumb-sized blood hole appeared on the little devil's cheek, and the little devil who pounced forward followed his inertia and ran forward a few steps before falling into the mud.
The other devil had a fierce face and a big mouth, revealing the white teeth inside, like a fierce beast, which was terrifying.
Yang Ling quickly pulled the bolt to load the bullet, held his breath, and pulled the trigger on the devil who was already approaching five meters, and the bullet immediately tore the devil's mouth, and the castrated bullet flew out of the back of his neck, bringing out a large cloud of blurred things.
The shock wave of the bullet caused the little devil's head to rise backwards in a strange arc, while his body was still swooping forward, and finally twisted and rolled to the ground without a sound.
Yang Ling strode forward, pulling the bolt to shoot, the banging gunshots continued, and after the five bullets pressed into the chamber of the gun solved the five devils, he had already stepped into the battlefield of hand-to-hand combat.
A ghost soldier Cao Wei screamed and rushed towards the thin Yang Ling, and the bayonet in the devil's hand slammed straight towards Yang Ling's heart.
Yang Ling took a slid step and dodged the devil's killer blow, the wooden butt in his hand smashed the jaw of the military cao, the bones shattered, the jaw of the military cao was smashed to pieces, and he let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.
Yang Ling kicked his lifeline again, and the mighty Jun Cao suddenly lost his combat effectiveness.
The shouts of killing above the position of the 361st Regiment shook the sky, mixed with the sound of sporadic gunfire and grenade explosions, and the two guns launched a fierce hand-to-hand combat on the position.
Roars, curses, the sound of bones shattering, and desperate cries before dying were mixed together, and the devil soldier was extremely fierce, stabbing a remnant soldier in the stomach more than ten times in a row, blood gushing and bleeding, and the intestines were pulled out by the devil's forehead bayonet.
The remnant soldier pulled weakly in the dirt with both hands, his face was full of pain, and a remnant soldier rushed over with a roar, and the blood-stained broadsword slashed at the devil's neck, and the devil fell to the ground, and the entire neck was cut off, leaving only a piece of skin to be connected.
"Brother, brother, hold on!" The remnant soldier with the broadsword looked at the remnant soldier whose stomach had been poked by a bayonet, and shouted as he tried to bandage him, his eyes flashing.
Poof! Two sharp bayonets pierced the back of the remnant soldier squatting on the ground, and the remnant fell to the ground in pain, and as the bayonet was withdrawn, the remnant turned his head in pain, and the two smiling devils were about to continue stabbing.
"Little devil, grass your grandma!" The remnant roared and pounced on the devil with the bayonet in hand, and the fuse of the grenade had been pulled off in his hand, and a puff of green smoke came out.
The bayonets of the two devils stabbed the remnants of the soldiers in the chests again, and the faces of the remnants showed a look of pain, and their eyes showed a look of relief.
Rumble!
The remnant soldier and the two devils were like a kite with a broken string, and they were thrown out by the strong wave of air generated by the explosion, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the three of them were covered in blood and flesh, and their bodies were cut to pieces by the explosion.