A pheasant neck, seven crooked handles, Czech-style, a network of light and heavy machine guns poured bullets desperately.

The little devil's various light and heavy machine guns and grenadiers are also a nest of support for the charging little devils, which is very busy Zhang Liguo, after all, he only has one gun per person, and accurate shooting can only try to greet the grenadiers of the little devils to avoid shelling the position.

Only the attackers were afraid of light and heavy machine-gun fire, and the bandits who hid behind sandbag bunkers and fired could not defend themselves against artillery without the support of trenches.

Both sides were red-eyed, and the little devil's desperate charge indicated that this attack had to take the bandits' positions.

Every meter that the little devil advances, dozens of people pay the price, the little devil's, the bandits, and if the fat man continues to fight like this, the fat man can foresee, and the little devils can fight these bandits with their lives.

It seems that the little devil's ammunition is now about to bottom out, and he will attack the bandits' positions frantically, wanting to recapture the supplies and ammunition of the brigade headquarters.

With a grenadier to blast off the little devil's crooked machine gun fire point, the little devil rushed to a place of dozens of meters in front of him, and he yelled at the bandits on the position: "Prepare a grenade, don't let the little devil get closer!" ”

It is obvious that the troops charging in front of the little devils are all holding grenades, ready to reach the position, and then use grenades to compensate for the artillery damage caused by the shooting of the grenadiers.

The fat man would not let the little devil get his wish, and when the little devil rushed to a distance of fifty meters, he preemptively ordered and shouted: "Throw a grenade!" ”

More than 100 grenades were thrown out of the trenches and landed in front of the little devils, and occasionally one or two landed in the charging little devils' pile.

The rumbling explosion formed a smoky smoke ribbon in front of both sides, and he grabbed the sapper shovel in his hand. yelled: "Rush." Press the little devil back! ”

and he must not rush. He had already seen that the little devil was ready to break through forcibly this time, and no matter how much it cost, he would recapture the supplies and ammunition.

If these bandits don't rush, sooner or later they will throw grenades at the little devils, and the casualties will be even greater.

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

At this moment, a loud charge sounded, and Ma Dongming on the hillside also saw that this little devil's charge was unusual. So let the trumpeter blow the trumpet, and all the members of the independent regiment charged.

Song Ming, who was nearby, saw that he was about to charge, and hurriedly replaced the flower machine with a new magazine, and jumped to his side.

The fat man was injured in one of his arms and couldn't use his strength at all, but with a sapper shovel, Song Ming was afraid that he would have an accident, so he rushed out after him.

"His grandmother's, fighting with the little devil!" Pan Tianlong abandoned the grip of the pheasant's neck and picked up the big knife next to him with one hand. With twenty rings in one hand, the third rushed out.

"Rush!" The remaining brothers of Panlong Mountain held it. The three-eight big cover with the bayonet then rushed out.

The head of Liuzhai did not dare to hesitate at this time, the fat man and Pan Tianlong hung up, and then the little devil slaughtered them, so he also led his brothers to kill them, bayonets, big knives, red tassel guns, and rushed with weapons that could fight hand-to-hand.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang ......"

The two hundred little devils who defended the independent regiment were originally prepared to be too lazy to meet the charge of the independent regiment, because the independent regiment made three fake charges, which made the little devils subconsciously think that the independent regiment was coming to fool them again this time, but when they found that the independent regiment rushed to only 50 meters away, it was too late to shoot.

The light and heavy weapons of the independent regiment, as well as the grenadiers that Ma Dongming begged from the fat man, poured ammunition in a flood, and instantly stunned the two hundred devils, and the commander began to order a return fire.

But at this time, the independent regiment had already rushed to within thirty meters, and the fighters threw an overwhelming grenade at the position of the little devils.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The effect of the fake charge came out many times, and the little devils not only did not transfer the charging little devils back, but also the two hundred little devils who defended against the independent regiment did not organize a decent counterattack, and were killed by a round of blows from the light and heavy weapons and grenades of the independent regiment.

In the case of losing more than a dozen people, the independent regiment directly broke through the defensive line, and the whole regiment started hand-to-hand combat with the little devils on the defense.

More than 400 members of the independent regiment and more than 100 little devils on the defense line were strangled together, and the temporary commander of the little devils was dumbfounded, and immediately dispatched the second echelon of the attack to defend the independent regiment.

Ahead, the fat man led more than 200 bandits, and the first echelon of the little devil's attack also entered the hand-to-hand battle.

Fortunately, the little devil just charged with his life and was shot a lot, plus the fat man asked the bandit to throw the grenade before the charge, and the smoke from the explosion blocked the shooting range of the little devil machine gunner.

Seeing that the smoke had cleared and suddenly appeared in front of the murderous bandits, the little devil hurriedly withdrew the bullets in his rifle and prepared for a white-knives fight.

But these bandits don't have the quality of little devils, they are despicable and shameless, they don't know how to learn from little devils to fight with a white knuckle to avoid accidentally injuring their colleagues and retreating bullets, they can't wait for everyone to have a flower mechanism in Song Ming's hand, a large piece of it.

"Bang bang...... gunshots rang out, and the little devils who were withdrawing their bullets and preparing for a white-knuckle battle were shot dozens of them by the unashamed bandits in an instant.

Song Ming held the flower mechanism in one hand and twenty rings in the other, and followed the fat man, as long as it was the little devil who appeared beside him, he shot Song Ming directly.

made the fat man feel unhappy for a while, so he left one or two for him!

This time, the bandits remembered the fat man's explanation, and came into contact with the little devil's white-knuckle battle, with the bayonet and big knife hand in front and the gunman behind, and now the relationship between Song Ming and the fat man is this relationship.

Only the gunner can't shoot the little devil on the spot, and the white-knuckle battle has a knife hand and a bayonet hand who is responsible for resisting the little devil who rushes up.

This kind of white-knuckle combat tactics with two people cooperating and not being heroic is just right for the style of bandits.

The little ghost who retreated the bullet to fight for the stab was simply poured blood mold, and he was actually killed by more than two hundred bandits so that he lost his armor and retreated again and again.

It's a pity that when the little devil was killed by hundreds of people, and the gunman's bullet ran out, a little devil could take the opportunity to pick four or five bandits in a row, and then press the bandits back.

If it weren't for the fat man and a few masters whose strength was higher than that of the little devils, it would have been a dream for this group of bandits to fight with the little devils.

That's why he asked the brothers in Hukou Mountain to carry two guns with them, one for each long, long and short, to face the little devils.

The quality of the little devil's soldiers, if you are not in this era, you can't imagine it at all.

Just when this group of bandits couldn't resist the little devil's stabbing, the roar of the engine suddenly came from nearby!

Whether it was the fat man and the bandit who were fighting, or the little devil who was stabbing hard, they were startled by the sudden roar of the engine...... (To be continued......)