Glancing back at the direction in which Tang Cheng had disappeared, Li Hu, who was leaning behind the tree, slowly exhaled a long breath, feeling the throbbing pain from the rain flowing into his wound, and he said softly: "Captain, you must avenge the brothers who died here!" "A guerrilla wounded in the thigh and incapacitated, faced with dozens of highly trained and fully armed Japanese soldiers, was destined to be a desperate battle with no miracles.

Under the leadership of a military commander, several fully armed Japanese soldiers braved the torrential rain and quickly broke into and seized the grinding plate a few meters away from Li Hu according to Fujiwara Kaede's instructions. Glancing at Li Hu, who was sitting in a pool of blood, letting the raindrops continue to hit his body, several Japanese soldiers quickly seized the advantageous terrain and conducted a quick and effective investigation of the surrounding terrain, after making sure that there were no dangers and traps, the commander nodded and signaled, a Japanese soldier picked up the bayonet on his rifle and strode towards the motionless Li Hu.

"Bang" Li Hu, who had been sitting in a pool of blood, moved, and with just one shot, knocked down the Japanese soldier who rushed towards him in the rain. Wu Chang, who was squatting behind the "Baga" grinding plate, scolded secretly and pulled the trigger on Li Hu, who was a few meters away, and Li Hu, who was continuously shot, fell face down in blood, and even the rifle in his hand fell to the side. There was a Japanese soldier drilled out of the back of the grinding plate, and the Japanese soldier who came over this time was obviously too careful, not only did he lose his waist, but also stepped on a small broken step when he was marching, and what happened to his companion just now was deeply rooted in his mind.

The Japanese soldier first kicked Li Hu's upside down corpse and turned it upside down, then picked up the bayonet on his rifle and stabbed Li Hu's corpse hard. Relying on bayonets to check whether the enemy who fell on the battlefield is dead, whether someone is playing dead to get by, and ruling out possible accidents has always been the favorite method used by Japanese soldiers. The bayonet pierced Li Hu's chest without hindrance, and a stream of blood splattered out along the blood groove on the bayonet, and the Japanese soldier who had long been accustomed to such a picture, God knows how much Chinese blood was stained on his hands, stretched out his feet like stepping on a wild dog frozen to death on the side of the road, and lifted his hands up with a plain face, but for some reason, his bayonet was stuck.

The Japanese soldier looked at the bayonet that he didn't know what was stuck in confusion, and when his gaze unconsciously fell on Li Hu's face, suddenly an absolute chill pierced his heart, making him instantly cold all over. Because at such an impossible time, the man in front of him who was hit in the chest by a rifle bullet, and the blood on his whole body was almost gone, and he was severely repaired with a bayonet, was actually laughing!

Because of excessive blood loss all over his body, Li Hu's face turned pale, his lips turned pale, and even in his eyes, there was an extra layer of fog that was about to enter a dying state, but he did not die. He twisted his body in an almost self-harming motion, although this action made his whole body twitch as if he was electrocuted, but in the case of his whole body weakness, he used his ribs to jam the bayonet alive.

With a smile of victory, Li Hu raised his right hand, and in his right hand, he proudly pinched a 91-style grenade that had been pinched off and produced by the Japanese military factory. This kind of 91-style grenade is one of the standing weapons of the Japanese infantry, as long as a Japanese soldier knows its power, Li Hu, who has lost his ability to act and counterattack opportunity after being shot, has already made up his mind not to let the little devil lightly cross his own defense line, so he added it as a corpse to lure the Japanese army to be fooled, as long as he detonated the grenade in his hand, he and the Japanese soldier standing in front of him could be swallowed by the explosion immediately.

Li Hu's favorite thing to do is for his captain Song Tieshan to tell them the stories of those battle heroes. At this time, Li Hu also wanted to be a hero created by the captain in his heart, he really wanted to be able to laugh loudly in the face of death, and he also wanted to be proud of his majesty at the end, but his body was unprecedentedly weak, so he could only barely pick up the corners of his mouth, and what came out of his throat was just a hoarse chuckle, "The little devil is obedient enough, I'm really afraid that I can't wait for you!" ”

The Japanese soldier who was still holding the rifle was really stunned, he stared blankly at the Japanese-style grenade in Li Hu's hand, but his body stiffened and didn't know how to move. "Little devil, grandpa will send you back to your hometown." Li Hu gathered the last bit of strength and slammed the Japanese-style grenade in his hand on the bayonet pierced in his ribs. A flame suddenly bloomed in the rainy night, and Li Hu and the Japanese soldier who was standing stupidly were engulfed in the firelight, and the Japanese commander who was hiding behind the grinding plate was dumbfounded.

The Japanese advocate the spirit of bushido, and there are many soldiers in the Japanese army who volunteer to serve as meat bullets and die with the enemy, but it is really rare in the Japanese army to disguise himself as a corpse and be willing to be pierced with a bayonet in order to die with the enemy. After killing Li Hu, the Japanese army's passage to the interior of the village has been opened, and under the command of Fujiwara Kaede, the Japanese troops who were blocked by Li Hu at the entrance of the village rushed in and marched in a group along the side road in the village.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and after only a few breaths of gunfire rang out at the entrance of the village, Junichi Kogi, who had been assigned by Fujiwara Kaede to the north of the village, also rushed to the village from the field. Junichi Kogi and they moved to a distance of only a hundred meters from the village before they stopped advancing and waited for the gunshots, although there were only 6 of them, but Junichi Kogi was not worried that their operation would fail. The day's retreat was due to the sudden death of the squad leader, and the attack that was about to start now was to make up for the day's defeat, if they couldn't take the village and kill all the daytime resisters, even if their soldiers belonging to the Kuroki squad returned to the wing safely, they would be looked down upon by the rest of the wing.

When the gunshots first rang out at the entrance of the village, there was no lightning or rain in the sky, and Junichi Kogi, who was focused on the action, naturally didn't have time to look up at the sky. And when Junichi Kogi and them were only twenty or thirty meters away from the edge of the village, lightning suddenly broke out in the sky, and the miserable white when the lightning broke out made Junichi Kogi who was running open his mouth widely, and right in front of him, in the miserable white light, a light machine gun was facing Junichi Kogi.

"Da Da" Lao Dongbei pulled the trigger of the light machine gun, and the tongue of fire that burst out of the chamber of the gun rushed straight to Kogi Junichi, who was stiffened, and most of the bullets fired by Lao Dongbei hit Kogi Junichi, and a large cloud of blood mist splashed out of Kogi Junichi. Junichi Kogi, who was twisting his body in the barrage like a puppet, flew up in the air after being hit by a bullet, and there was a Japanese soldier who was shot with him, but the fate of that Japanese soldier was obviously much better than that of Junichi Kogi, at least he was not hit in the head by the bullet.

The 6 Japanese soldiers who tried to play from the north side of the village, only one of them was killed by the old northeast, and the remaining four Japanese soldiers lay down on the spot to shoot at the old northeast, but unfortunately the old northeast was not the only one guarding the north side of the village. There were also two guerrillas who cooperated with Lao Dongbei to defend the north side of the village, and when Lao Dongbei and the remaining four Japanese soldiers were shooting, the two guerrillas who were most familiar with this place had quietly moved to the flank with the four Japanese soldiers under the cover of the rain, and when the time was right, they would shoot these four Japanese soldiers.

At a distance of twenty or thirty meters, not to mention a rifle, even a short gun can successfully kill the enemy, not to mention that Lao Dongbei is holding a light machine gun in his hand. After the lightning, it was pitch black in all directions, and Lao Dongbei could only lock on to the target with the flame of the opponent's gun. "Da Da" fired two spot shots one after another, and Lao Dongbei, who was lying behind the wooden stake, grabbed the light machine gun and moved the position to change the firing position. If you can't see your fingers, you can't see where the enemy is, what Lao Dongbei can do is to keep moving his position, waiting for the Japanese soldiers in the field outside the village to show his flaws, and then kill him with one blow.

With a loud "boom", Lao Dongbei, who was aiming at the night ahead, not only felt that the ground under him vibrate, but also only felt a strong buzzing in his ears, and a dazzling fire suddenly bloomed in the dark night. The explosion sounded, and with the help of the fire of the explosion, Lao Dongbei, who seized the opportunity, fired in time and killed a Japanese soldier who showed his body again. Lao Dongbei, who had changed the firing position again, remembered that Tang Cheng had planted a trick mine on the outskirts of the village, and the explosion just now should have been caused by the Japanese soldiers lying in the field and triggering one of the trick mines.

The mine set off by the Japanese soldiers was a homemade bomb tied together with a grenade and a mortar, and it was a fuse set away from the string of the grenade according to the tripping hair. The person who triggered the thunder was lucky to only have his legs blown off, but the Japanese soldier who followed him was in bad luck and was directly blown off his head, and the other two Japanese soldiers were also more or less injured.

The smell of burnt paste mixed with the smell of blood after the explosion spread, and the Japanese soldier who had lost his legs screamed in the night, and only had time to scream a few times, and he lost a lot of blood before he first went into shock and then lost his breath. The last two Japanese soldiers who were still alive would have been a bit difficult to ride on, and they could not advance or retreat, but it was not a problem to always lie on their stomachs in the muddy water, and while the two were hesitating, the two guerrillas who had moved to their flanks seized the opportunity to open fire.

The bullet penetrated through the rain curtain into the mud-covered body, threw a grenade with all his might, and with the help of the fire of the explosion, the guerrillas with rifles rushed forward and used bayonets to make up for all six Japanese soldiers in the muddy water. It is obviously not the practice of the guerrillas to replenish the knife of the enemy who has been shot, and looking at the two guerrillas who have turned over and run back with belts full of cartridges, a smile appeared on the face of the old northeast.