The sudden burst of firefights was short and messy, lasting less than half a minute before being covered by a series of explosions. Two to three hundred soldiers held up their rifles with bayonets and raised their swords. Some soldiers even used their red tassel guns. Ouch!
Shouting and rushing out of the mountain ridge.
"Kill me..." The leader of the Japanese squadron did not show any weakness at all, he raised his command sword and shouted forward.
"There aren't many people left on Tubal Road, rush up and kill them!"
This was not the first time that the two infantry squadrons had been on the battlefield. In the previous bloody battles, each squadron had lost more than one squadron, leaving only 2,500 or 60 people left.
Excluding grenadiers and machine gunners, the actual combat force is only about two hundred people.
The Independent Regiment has dozens more people than them, but they are all elite veterans who have survived countless bloody battles, and their ability to fight with a bayonet is no weaker than that of the little Japanese!
When the two sides collided, they fought indistinguishably. For every Eighth Route Army soldier who fell, a little Jaap must also fall on the battlefield.
"kill……"
Huang Yu suddenly appeared behind Kong Jie, holding a Sanba Gaigai with a bayonet in both hands, and thrust forward with all his strength. A Japanese who planned to attack Kong Jie from behind was instantly stabbed through.
The hands holding the Sanba Gai turned hard, and the sharp bayonet immediately made a cross on the Japanese soldier's belly. He stepped back and pulled the bayonet out of the Japanese soldier's belly. The bright red blood was brought out by the bayonet like a fountain.
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The little devil who was still alive quickly pressed his hands on the wound to stop the bleeding, but the wound Huang Yu caused on him was too special. No matter how he pressed, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out. He could only fall to the ground with a pair of frightened eyes.
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"Xiao Huang... this is the second time you have saved me!" Kong Jie looked at Huang Yu and said with joy, but soon his brows furrowed and he asked with worry.
"Aren't you in the health team taking care of the political commissar? Why did you come to the battlefield? How is the political commissar?"
Huang Yu didn't answer, turned around and rushed to the next Japs...
He raised his rifle to block the enemy's bayonet that was stabbing him in the stomach. He quickly retracted his rifle and stabbed forward. The second enemy fell into a pool of blood with a look of disbelief on his face.
Seeing this scene, no matter how stupid Kong Jie was, he knew that something had happened to the political commissar.
A strong murderous intent immediately emitted from his whole body, and he rushed towards Huang Yu with the ghost-headed sword raised.
The two of them covered each other and kept moving forward like the gods of death. All the little devils they passed became the souls killed by their swords.
While he was in the middle of killing the enemy, the little devil in front of him suddenly turned around and ran away.
There were more than a hundred Japanese soldiers left on the battlefield who quickly broke away from the battle and retreated like a wave.
"The little devil is about to fire, everyone should retreat to their positions and move faster!" Kong Jie shouted as he retreated.
Of the more than 300 soldiers who attacked, less than 200 returned to the mountain ridge, and more than 100 soldiers fell on this land forever.
"Boom, boom..." The Japanese retaliatory shelling soon sounded on the top of the mountain ridge. Only then did Kong Jie find the time to find Huang Yu and ask: "You kid has been silent just now. Is something wrong with the political commissar?"
When Li Wenying was mentioned, Huang Yu suddenly became painful. Looking at Kong Jie's expression of grief and anger, he replied: "The political commissar died!"
"Old Li is really gone!" Kong Jie stayed for a while before reacting to his grief. He punched the ground and said with regret on his face: "It's all my fault. If I let him lead the team to launch a counterattack, I would
If you stay at the position, he will not die!"
"You damn Bantian Alliance, I, Kong Jie, are at odds with you!"
"Sooner or later, kill that old devil Sakata to avenge the political commissar!"
"Before Lao Li died, you were the only one by his side. Did he have anything to say to me?"
"Yes!" Huang Yu quickly replied: "The political commissar said that anyone in the Independent Regiment can be left behind, except the leader. Let me be your guard in the future and protect your safety at all costs!"
"I agreed, and I swore in front of the political commissar that from now on, no matter how hard I risk my life, I won't let the regiment leader get hurt again!"
"Do you have anything else to say?" Kong Jie continued to ask with a painful expression.
Huang Yu shook his head and said no.
Kong Jie and Li Wenying have been partners for several years and have a very good relationship.
When I thought that my old friend was still worried about me and the independent group before leaving, without thinking about myself at all, I suddenly felt an indescribable pain in my heart.
Perhaps in order to comfort the soul of his old partner in heaven and let him rest in peace in heaven, he suddenly said with a serious face: "Don't worry, Old Li, I listen to you and I will never take risks on the battlefield again!"
"At the very least, I will live well until I defeat the Sakata Alliance and kill that old devil Sakata!"
After speaking, he ordered Huang Yu: "Since Lao Li has made an explanation, from now on you will be my bodyguard, Kong Jie."
"Notify the 1st and 3rd Battalions that they will evacuate their positions as soon as the Japanese artillery fire stops, and the protective health team will immediately move into the mountains!"
"You must take the body of the political commissar with you. I didn't see Lao Li for the last time, so I must send him on his last journey!"
"Second Battalion, the guard company is leaving cover!"
After saying that, he stared at the several armed belts Huang Yu pulled back from the Japanese during his retreat.
Huang Yu subconsciously hid it behind his back, wanting to keep the ammunition for himself.
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Before going to the battlefield, he specifically counted the equipment and ammunition on his body.
He thought that as a political commissar guard, he should have more ammunition and better weapons than ordinary soldiers, but he was greatly disappointed.
The rifle was an old sleeve with almost worn rifling, only three measly bullets, and it didn't even have a bayonet.
After asking the captain of the health team, Wang Sheng, I found out: In order to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the front-line troops, all the good guns in the regiment are in the three main battalions. The weapons equipped by the guard company and the regiment headquarters are all eliminated by the front-line troops.
The old sleeve in Huang Yu's hand was issued by the regiment leader for the safety of the political commissar, otherwise it would have been nice to be issued a homemade single one.
As the backbone of the regiment's protection, the guard company is not only not fully staffed, but half of the soldiers are not even equipped with rifles and are armed with red tassel guns to protect the regiment.
When I arrived at the battlefield, I encountered troops engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the Japs.
An old sleeve without a bayonet was worse than a fire stick in hand-to-hand combat. Huang Yu decisively gave it up and picked up a 38-gai that the Japanese had left behind on the battlefield to fight with the Japanese on the bayonet.
When the troops retreated, relying on his good skills, Huang Yu used his bayonet to cut off several Japanese armed belts, and returned the bullet boxes and grenades hanging on the armed belts to the position.
Unexpectedly, he was targeted by Kong Jie before he could take stock.
