Holding a pumpkin grenade, a Japanese soldier crawled towards the room where the third battalion was guarding.

Wei Wei took aim, and Battalion Commander Cao knocked down another Japanese soldier with one shot.

After replacing the magazine, Battalion Commander Cao shouted urgently: "Fuck me, beat me hard. Even if you fight to the last man, you have to defend the position for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the messenger from the regiment quickly came to Battalion Commander Cao's side.

Throwing a smoky pumpkin grenade back, the orderly soldier raised his voice and shouted: "Captain Cao, the regiment has an order, we must take back the heavy machine gun firepower point you lost, and the left wing

Drive all the Japanese soldiers out of the position!"

Frowning, the company commander shouted with a grimace: "But there are too many little Japs on the left wing. It would be great if dozens of me can hold this house!"

The messenger shouted: "This is a fatal order from the regimental commander! In addition, the regimental commander has ordered the first battalion commander to deploy a platoon to support the left wing position!"

The first company commander sighed and shouted: "How can one platoon be enough? There are at least two hundred little Japs in the ruins!"

Looking at the first company commander, Battalion Commander Cao shouted: "First company commander, the best defense is offense. Although we are short of troops, if we can launch a counterattack against the Japanese at this time, we will definitely put psychological pressure on the Japanese!"

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After thinking for a while, the first company commander shouted: "Yes! Battalion Commander, I understand! As long as we show the bloody spirit of the third battalion, this battle can be fought!"

Nodding, Battalion Commander Cao shouted to the messenger: "Go back and tell the regiment! Our third battalion will fight to the death to recapture the heavy machine gun position!"

The messenger nodded and then moved back to the second battalion's position.

At this time, a veteran of the Third Battalion who was defending the street shouted urgently: "Battalion Commander, something serious has happened! Japs, the little Japs on the street are attacking the right-wing position of the First Battalion!"

Hearing this, Battalion Commander Cao looked at the little devil on the street with his binoculars.

Sure enough, at least a hundred Japs were pouring into a grocery store opposite.

The roof of the grocery store is the heavy machine gun firepower point of the Second Battalion.

The second battalion commander and the second battalion commander are on the roof of the grocery store.

Originally, the heavy machine gun firepower of the third battalion could provide mutual cover for the heavy machine gun firepower of the second battalion, and it was absolutely impossible for the Japanese to enter through the grocery store.

Because the heavy machine gun firepower of the Third Battalion can cover the enemy targets in the grocery store.

But now, the heavy machine gun firepower of the third battalion was already in the hands of the Japanese. Not only could the heavy machine guns of the third battalion be unable to provide cover for the second battalion, but it also posed a serious threat to the firepower of the second battalion.

Suddenly, he took a breath of cold air, and the first company commander shouted in a deep voice: "It's broken, the regiment and the second battalion are in danger!"

With a trace of murderous intent on his face, Battalion Commander Cao raised his voice and shouted: "Every one of you from the third battalion, please hold the weapons in your hands for me and charge as hard as I can! Retake the heavy machine gun position!"

With a sudden pull of the gun bolt, the first company commander echoed loudly: "Brothers, charge forward and regain our lost position!"

The next moment, dozens of soldiers from the third battalion straightened up from their bunkers and strode towards the Japanese soldiers guarding another house!

Da da da!

Boom!

Three Japanese soldiers fell in front of Sergeant Oda.

Holding a machine gun and fighting back, Sergeant Oda shouted repeatedly: "The Chinese Army has launched a counterattack. Warriors, all bayonets are fixed!"

The Japanese soldiers in the ruins bunker fixed their bayonets one after another.

Suddenly pulling out the command sword from his waist, Sergeant Oda roared loudly: "Warriors of the Empire, you idiots have dicks!"

With shining bayonets raised, hundreds of little Japs rushed towards the third battalion.

The soldiers of the third battalion also roared and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!

The bayonet at close range is red, all it takes is courage.

Whoever is not afraid of death and who is more heroic will be the winner.

Two groups of people were fighting in the ruins of a cramped house. As soon as they met, there were at least fifty bloody corpses lying on the ground.

These corpses belonged to both the Little Japanese and the Third Battalion, but judging from the number, there were obviously more Japanese soldiers lying sideways than those of the Third Battalion.

He waved the bayonet in his hand, and a Japanese soldier with a pair of bandy legs rushed straight towards Camp Commander Cao.

With a slight smile, Battalion Commander Cao raised the Dezao 20 Ring in his hand and pulled the trigger towards the Japanese Army Cao.

Bang!

The Japanese soldier Cao fell one meter away from Camp Cao.

The next moment, the ghostly screams of the Japanese soldiers suddenly sounded behind Battalion Commander Cao.

Camp Commander Cao turned around quickly.

In sight, three Japs veterans were charging at Battalion Commander Cao with their Type 38 rifle bayonets pointed out.

With a slight shake of his head, Battalion Commander Cao crossed the German-made 20-shot pistol in his hand and swept a fan towards the three Japanese soldiers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out and the three Japs lay down almost at the same time.

Before Battalion Commander Cao had time to change the magazine, Sergeant Oda had already raised his katana and slashed at him diagonally.

Camp Commander Cao suddenly rolled onto his side.

Sergeant Oda's blade struck a hard floor tile, making a harsh sound.

Battalion Commander Cao conveniently picked up a slender Type 38 rifle from a Japanese corpse.

Raising his katana again, Sergeant Oda screamed and struck at Battalion Commander Cao.

In the theory of cold weapon fighting, every inch is long and every inch is strong, and every inch is short and every inch is dangerous.

Obviously, the Type 38 rifle in the hand of Battalion Commander Cao is longer than the samurai sword of Sergeant Oda.

Coupled with Battalion Commander Cao's good close combat skills, Battalion Commander Cao was not weak at all when facing Sergeant Oda.

Sergeant Oda's samurai sword slashed left and right at Camp Commander Cao, stabbing up and down.

Camp Commander Cao pretended to be defeated and retreated continuously.

Sergeant Oda thought that Camp Commander Cao was weak, so he raised his sword high again.

A sneer bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and Battalion Commander Cao made a tactical thrust at Sergeant Oda.

While Sergeant Oda's samurai sword was still hanging above Battalion Commander Cao's head, the tip of Commander Cao's bayonet had already sunk into Sergeant Oda's heart.

Battalion Commander Cao continued to use his strength.

A bayonet tip stained with blood emerged from Sergeant Oda's back.

In other words, Sergeant Oda was deeply shaken.

Sergeant Oda was lying on the ground with an extremely painful expression.

Raising his Toku-made 20-shot pistol, Battalion Commander Cao ended Sergeant Oda's military career with one shot.

The soldiers of the third battalion were still fighting bloody battles with the Japs. Although the soldiers were one against ten, the number of Japs was there after all, and it was not easy to drive them out at once.

He raised his hand and shot down a Jaap squad leader. The company commander shouted urgently: "Report to the regiment! If we continue to fight like this, we will not be able to regain the heavy machine gun firepower point, let alone drive out the Japs!"

Gritting his teeth, Battalion Commander Cao shouted sternly: "I will fight my life to get the heavy machine gun back!"

Another bayonet stabbed a Japanese soldier to death, and the first company commander shouted in response: "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cry of death suddenly rang out from the direction of 18 o'clock.

Turning around sharply, the first company commander shouted excitedly: "Regiment! Reinforcements, reinforcements from the first battalion are finally here!"

Loading a twenty-round magazine into the mouth, Battalion Commander Cao shouted: "It's timely rain. First company commander, you go around the roof of the second floor and attack from the left wing of the heavy machine gun firepower point. I will support you from the right wing. We have to hurry up."

Take back the heavy machine gun firepower point!"

Nodding solemnly, the first company commander shouted: "Class 9, follow me!"

The soldiers in the third row, led by the company commander, quickly moved towards the heavy machine gun fire point controlled by the Japanese.
Chapter completed!