Ahh......hhh

The terrible screams rang out one after another, and the incident suddenly did not say, and the Japanese army did not expect that as soon as these guerrillas came up, they began to fight at close range, and in an instant, twenty or thirty people fell in a pool of blood. Burn? Wen?? ???． ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ`ｏｒｇ

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, Kill!"

The captain of the Japanese squad jumped like thunder, and the slasher was a knife that slashed the skinny, withered, fierce-eyed creature that pounced on him, and roared wildly.

"For the sake of the empire, kill ......"

"Long live the Emperor, Itaya!"

After a short period of panic, the Japanese army instantly burst out with superhuman combat effectiveness, holding bayonets and counterattacking with all their might, and in an instant, dozens of guerrillas fell, bleeding all over the ground!

In the rear, the detachment members who were watching the Japanese army flee but had no choice, and could only jump to their feet and curse saw the guerrillas who came out, and saw those Japanese soldiers being dragged down, and the grief and indignation on their faces turned into a cruel smile in an instant!

"What are you waiting for? Rush up to Lao Tzu and kill them! ”

"Kill ......"

Ren Haifang Zhujun was the first to roar, and hundreds of soldiers let out a crazy howl in unison, and rushed towards the battlefield not far away like Mount Tai pressing down!

It's been three days, and the crazy anger accumulated by being played by the little devils for three days and killing six or seven hundred people has been poured out on the small group of about 100 Japanese soldiers in front of them.

"Wait for me ......"

Yin Weifeng got up from the ground with difficulty, looked at the hellish battlefield in front of him, roared and ran forward, leaving a long blood mark on the ground with every step he took......

"Yaga!"

A Japanese soldier relied on his excellent bayonet skills, and the Chinese army rushed forward and slashed a guerrilla in the stomach, but he could not let out a victorious sneer, and four or five bayonets stabbed him into a sieve behind him!

"Ahh......h

More Japanese soldiers were wailing because each of them had to deal with several enemies, either the fighters of the Pingshui detachment, or the guerrillas who dressed like beggars but were as brave as tigers.

Maybe it was because they couldn't understand the sorrow of the Japanese soldiers, or because they didn't care at all, everyone ignored what these Japanese soldiers were shouting, stabbed them with bayonets, smashed the butts of their guns down, and didn't hesitate.

The battle, which broke out from the very beginning, entered the most tragic stage and ended extremely quickly.

After just ten minutes, the battle had subsided, and the ground was littered with corpses, and viscous blood flowed slowly in the mud, as if it still exuded a warm breath.

In the air, the strong smell of blood was sick.

The chests of the living people rose and fell violently, and the air with the strong smell of blood was inhaled into their lungs, but it made them feel unusually happy and obsessed.

This is the taste of victory, this is the taste of revenge!

This is the happiest and most glorious moment for every soldier!

It's just that the fallen soldiers and guerrillas can no longer feel this joy, happiness and glory.

"Thank you!"

Ren Haifang Zhu Junhao calmed down his breath and thanked the guerrillas, his eyes fell on the guerrillas who died in battle, and his eyes turned red.

"What are you talking about, it's all about fighting devils!"

"We're not just here to help you, we're mainly here to grab the little devil's weapons, hahaha......"

The guerrillas grinned with yellow teeth and simple grins, as if the beast-like guys just now were not them at all, and they were now ordinary and honest peasants, happily fighting for the weapons in the hands of the devils, pulling the clothes and shoes on the devils' bodies, everything.

"You guys go quickly, the little devil behind is about to catch up, and we have to evacuate immediately......"

A soldier wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform with a knife in his waist endured the pain: "There are many little devils in front of you who are blocking you, and we also have many teams rushing to the front to help you fight the vanguard, as long as we work together, the little devils want to sweep the Niushou Mountain Range, but there is no door!" ”

After saying this, the guerrillas left some bullets, and then took all kinds of captured materials and helped the wounded to leave quickly, without stopping.

"This group of dirt and eight roads ......"

The soldiers looked at the backs of these people and choked up, because of the support of Trojan County, although the conditions for them to persist in the war of resistance here were difficult, but like in the regiment, their own conditions were much stronger than these guerrillas, so in normal times, they looked down on these eight roads in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, now I have to thank the other party for help, think about it, the hearts of the soldiers are not very good.

"Captain Ren, Captain Yin is injured......"

At this moment, a soldier screamed heartbreakingly, and behind them, Yin Weifeng fell to the ground, still maintaining a posture of charging with a gun, and behind him, there was a long line of blood.

He finally didn't make it to the battlefield and fought again.

"He's still alive......"

Zhu Junhao probed Yin Weifeng's snort, and hurriedly asked the health team to come over and bandage his wounds, but seeing the terrifying wound on the other party's chest, everyone knew that Yin Weifeng might not live long.

When all the fighters saw this, they couldn't help but cry.

Although Yin Weifeng is not smart enough, every time he fights, he almost charges forward with the soldiers, and he is deeply supported by the soldiers.

"Captain, shall we not leave?"

"Yes, horizontal and vertical is a death, and it doesn't matter where you die......"

The soldiers wiped their tears, looked at Ren Haifang and Yin Weifeng and said, "Let's stay here and wait for the little devil to come!" ”

The continuous battle, so that their physical strength is exhausted, has already reached the verge of collapse, and they don't know how many little devils are blocking them, they have gradually lost the confidence to continue to move forward and break through, they just want to stop, take a good rest, wait for the little devils to surround them, and then fight to the death with the other party.

They've fled enough, and they don't want to run anymore.

Far ahead, a dense burst of gunfire rang out, and it was the guerrillas who were storming the positions of the Japanese and clearing their way.

"Carry the wounded, go quickly, go over and help, we can't let the Eighth Route Guerrillas sacrifice for us in vain, come with me......"

Ren Haifang roared sharply and rushed out first, in the current situation, he didn't even have time to be sad, but many soldiers didn't move, they were too tired.

"Look at Captain Yin, he didn't give up when he was seriously injured, do we have to give up now? The devils are in front, and those eight-way guerrillas are opening the way for us, if we give up, are we worthy of them? ”

Zhu Junhao's eyes were blood-red and he roared: "Brothers, get up for me, let's go and avenge Captain Yin......"

After that, he personally carried the stretcher, drew the gun in his hand, and staggered towards the place where the gunfire came from!