The Japs were getting closer and closer, and they had already determined the exact location of the sharpshooters by the sound of gunfire. The grenadier soldiers accompanying the attacking team fired grenades at the top of the mountain ridge non-stop. Several sharpshooters failed to move their positions in time and were killed by bombs.
Huang Yu moved positions more and more frequently. At first, he could fire three shots in one position, but now he had to change positions every time he fired.
Although it is troublesome, it is safe and worry-free.
Kong Jie was multitasking, keeping an eye on the little Japanese in front of the formation to grasp the best opportunity for his troops to counterattack, and observing Huang Yu from the corner of his eye.
Seeing that the crater where he had just fired was instantly covered by a hail of grenades from the Japanese army, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, fearing that Huang Yu would not be able to move in time and be killed.
As a result, he got a false alarm every time.
Just as his heart started to rise, Huang Yu's shooting figure happened to appear in another crater, making Kong Jie feel like he was on a roller coaster, with ups and downs.
As for Huang Yu's performance just now, he could only describe it with four words: "very satisfied".
In less than five minutes, more than fifteen Japanese died in his hands, almost all of whom were experienced combat commanders, sergeants, and squad leaders...
If these Japs were left alive to participate in the ensuing hand-to-hand combat, the Independent Regiment might not be able to kill them even if it lost an infantry platoon.
The price Huang Yu paid was only a dozen bullets.
A thought suddenly popped up in my mind: I could make a lot of money by hiring Huang Yu as a guard!
He also admired the sacrificed political commissar more and more. Huang Yu was trained and educated by him. He never expected that he would bring out such a powerful soldier in just a few years!
"Snapped……"
Huang Yu, who rolled to another crater, pulled the trigger again, and the Japanese team leader who had rushed sixty meters away fell down at the sound.
The distance between the two sides was too close. Kong Jie held up the telescope and could clearly see the unwilling expression of the Japanese team leader before he died.
If the top of his head hadn't been completely covered by the heavy machine gun bullets fired by the Japanese, he would have jumped out of the crater in excitement.
Including the results of other sharpshooters, the number of more than 200 Japs has been reduced by 30 to 40 people. The Japs who were killed were basically veteran elites and low-level officers.
With this victory as a foundation, Kong Jie is obviously more confident in the next close combat.
He took out the cannon from the box, turned on the safety, pointed it at the two Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and shouted: "Everyone, open fire, hit me hard!"
"Click, click, click..." The two remaining light machine guns of the second battalion were the first to join the battle, followed by more than a hundred rifles.
The Japanese were very vigilant. As soon as the gunfire on the ridge became louder, they would lie down and raise their guns to fight back.
The sudden firepower still took the lives of nearly twenty Japs.
After killing more than a dozen Japs in the crossfire, more than two hundred soldiers from the Second Battalion and the Guard Company decisively fought their way out of the mountain ridge, heading towards the Japs like a tidal wave.
The squadron leader led by the Japs did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would still have the strength to launch a counterattack against him.
He was a very fanatical warrior, and the words "retreat before battle" had never appeared in his mind. He raised his command sword and pointed forward, shouting: "Everyone, fix your bayonets, kill the Eighth Route Army who counterattacked us, kill them all!"
He climbed up from the ground, held the command knife tightly in both hands, and headed straight for Kong Jie.
The squadron was very confident in its fighting ability and did not take ordinary Eighth Route Army soldiers seriously. It glanced at its opponents and focused on the Eighth Route Army cadres equipped with pistols.
Kong Jie holds a box cannon in one hand and a ghost-headed sword in the other. He is full of murderous intent. You can tell at a glance that he has extraordinary skills.
Kong Jie also stared at the Japanese squadron leader who carried the rank of captain on his shoulders, and without hesitation raised his ghost-headed sword and rushed towards him. The wounds on his arms had long been forgotten by the stimulation of blood.
Huang Yu fired while charging, hoping to kill a few more Japs before the two sides came into contact.
Seeing that Kong Jie was wounded and going to fight against the Japanese captain, who was obviously an expert, he quickly put away his gun and rushed to help. He fixed the bayonet on his rifle while running, and he was very anxious.
He always kept in mind a sentence said by Zhang Dabiao in the drama "Bright Sword": "The Independent Regiment and Honda United fought an encounter in Cangyunling. The political commissar died and the regiment leader Kong Jie was seriously injured.
After traveling through time, I tried my best to change these two endings, but in the end the political commissar still died.
As expected, Kong Jie's serious injury was probably caused by the Japanese captain in front of him.
Now I am staying by Kong Jie's side and can't do anything to make this happen.
"Bangdang..."
The Guitou broadsword in Kong Jie's hand collided head-on with the command knife held by the Jaap squadron leader, making a crisp metallic collision sound.
Kong Jie's arm was injured and he could not use all his strength. After the ghost's sword was blocked by the Japanese, he took three steps back before stopping.
A look of solemnity immediately appeared on his face, and his heart skipped a beat, realizing that he had encountered a tough situation today, and he might end up explaining it here.
The Japanese Lieutenant Squadron Leader's face was full of excitement. He had already felt that the opponent was extraordinary in the fight just now, but his arm was injured and he could not fight with all his strength.
As long as you grasp the opportunity well, you will definitely be able to kill your opponent here today.
He decisively raised his command sword and continued to charge towards Kong Jie without giving him a chance to relax.
"Bangdang..."
Kong Jie took four steps back before blocking the Japanese's full blow. The sword in his hand was numb, and the solemn expression on his face became more and more serious.
"kill……"
The Japanese squadron leader raised his command sword again and launched the third attack.
Kong Jie secretly screamed in his heart that it was terrible and tried his best to block the knife.
But I felt vaguely in my heart: It would be difficult to successfully block the knife in front of me.
"kill……"
At this moment, Huang Yu's cry of killing suddenly rang in his ears, and a figure quickly sprang out from his side, even faster than a leopard.
He held a rifle with a bayonet in his hand, but he did not block the Japanese's third knife. Instead, he thrust forward hard, and the sharp bayonet went straight to the Japanese's abdomen.
If the opponent doesn't immediately put away his sword and retreat, he will definitely be stabbed through by Huang Yu.
The Japanese squadron leader was very angry.
When he was about to eliminate his opponent, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and stabbed himself in the stomach with his bayonet.
The squadron leader is not afraid of death, but he does not want to lose his life by killing an Eighth Route Army soldier.
He believed in his own skills and commanding ability so much that even if he really wanted to die, he would still recruit a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers to back him up.
Seeing the bayonet getting closer and closer to his abdomen, he retreated decisively, swung his command knife and slashed hard at the rifle, temporarily saving his life.
There are gains and there are losses.
After avoiding Huang Yu's fatal blow, his figure and pace naturally became chaotic.
Huang Yu put on a posture of "Kill you while you are sick" and continued to thrust forward with his bayonet...
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