Zhou Weiguo dug out the man, picked up the rifle, and looked at where Hu Yong was pointing.
The opponent is already close to the front line.
He turned his head and looked behind him. He was accompanied by several commanders, and the remaining troops were only about five hundred, and one third of them were injured.
After this fierce assassination, I'm afraid there won't be many people left in the secret service group.
Zhou Weiguo laughed bitterly and said to the soldiers beside him: "Brothers, I guess we won't be able to go back this time."
No one showed any fear. Although everyone's face looked dirty, there was a kind of determination in their eyes, a kind of determination to risk one's life. No one spoke, but their eyes were all looking at Jingjing.
With Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo stretched out his hand and pointed at the Japanese troops coming from a distance; "Although we are going to die, even if we die today, we must let them know that we are only warriors who died in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender."
While talking, Zhou Weiguo found a bayonet from the side and mounted it, then glanced at the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and said, "Add the bayonet."
Silently, the soldiers quickly took out the bayonets and put them on the muzzles of their guns. They stood in front of the trench. They were waiting for the order to charge. As soon as Zhou Weiguo gave the order, they would charge forward.
Tian Jing also came to Zhou Weiguo with a rifle. Looking at Tian Jing's appearance, Zhou Weiguo wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
It was getting closer and closer, and the Japanese army was less than 60 meters away. Maybe they knew their last resort, so they turned off the safety and fixed their bayonets to avoid accidentally injuring their own people in a fight.
"Brothers, today we don't want to be born in the same year and the same month, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. We will not be alone together on the road to hell." Hu Yong's sudden shouting scared Zhou Weiguo to tremble.
Zhou Weiguo hit Hu Yong's helmet with his backhand: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Hu Yong, who had his helmet knocked crooked by Zhou Weiguo, straightened it up and said, "Isn't this emboldening me?"
Zhou Weiguo snorted, cocked the bolt of a light machine gun, and fired at the group of Japanese soldiers who were putting the safety button on.
This surprised the people around him so much that their eyes almost dropped to the ground.
Aren't you talking about bayonet fighting with the opponent? What kind of operation is this?
After one round of fighting, at least many of the densely packed Japanese troops fell.
Without waiting for the people around him to react, Zhou Weiguo climbed out of the trench; "Go up and fight them."
"Up, up, up." Hu Yong and others climbed out of the trench after reacting.
The soldiers around said everything.
"I will fight with you."
"Mom, I can't show my filial piety to you anymore."
"My dear, I'll leave the child and parents to you."
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Tian Jing said nothing. She just picked up the rifle and rushed forward. Zhou Weiguo turned to look at her and said, "Follow me."
Head-on, Zhou Weiguo bumped into an approaching Japanese soldier. After letting him pass sideways, Zhou Weiguo smashed the soldier to the ground with the butt of his rifle and walked forward. He believed that the one following him would finish the job for him.
The number of Japanese troops was small, and Zhou Weiguo was asked to fire a machine gun and ammunition. The number was even smaller, and the remaining soldiers of the special agent group went up with the determination to die.
When some soldiers saw many enemies, they pulled out grenades and roared: "You little devil, let's die together."
boom……
Explosions were heard from time to time in the stabbing position. Every time there was an explosion, a soldier was destined to fire a grenade.
There were also some who knew that they could never kill the Japanese soldiers with their own strength, so they deliberately bumped into them and sacrificed their own lives in exchange for the opportunity of their brothers behind them to stab the Japanese soldiers to death.
A heroic fight, the entire position was filled with curses, the sound of bayonets piercing skin, and the sound of bones cracking when rifle butts hit people.
The bloody battlefield made Okamura feel a chill down his back when he looked at it from behind.
The enemy's bravery and courage to face death made him feel a chill for some reason.
It is rare for the enemy to be brave and fearless of death. This is not even seen in his troops. After being silent for a long time, he turned to look at the staff officer beside him: "That's that troops."
The staff officer was still in shock. When Okamura asked, he stretched out his finger and said, "Your Excellency, detachment leader, that is the special agent group of the 74th Army."
74th Army, Gangcun turned around slightly after remembering: "They are all warriors. After the battle, they must be given a generous burial and soldiers must not insult their corpses. They deserve our respect."
"Hi." The staff member bent down and nodded in response.
The Japanese army's spirit of looking forward to death has defeated the Japanese army's last bit of persistence. What the Japanese army now faces is not the enemy, but a group of lunatics who are completely desperate for their lives.
As the saying goes, those who are violent are afraid of losing their lives. Today's special agents are just desperate for their lives. This crazy move made the Japanese army's stabbing technology very confusing.
They had no idea who of the soldiers rushing over would fire a grenade and die together with them.
Who would rush over without risking their own lives and deliberately attach a bayonet to give those behind them a chance?
Finally, as this terrible fear began to spread, the Japanese troops began to retreat.
Seeing the withdrawal of the Japanese army, Zhou Weiguo did not order a pursuit, but quickly returned to the position with the remaining people to prepare for the next Japanese attack.
"How many people are left?" Zhou Weiguo gasped twice, took off the water bottle from his waist and took a sip before asking Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue turned around and looked at it; "It's less than four hundred. In the battle just now, at least fifty or sixty of us died."
Zhou Weiguo expressionlessly took out a crumpled cigarette and lit it shakily.
There were more than a thousand people, but only about four hundred were left. He felt bad.
It seemed that he didn't even bother to look at the movements of the Japanese troops on the opposite side. Anyway, no matter how many the enemy came, he really couldn't stop the next attack.
Boom boom boom...
Boom boom boom...
The Japanese attack once began.
Listening to the sound of gunfire in my ears.
Zhou Weiguo took out a letter from his pocket. It was a suicide note he had written and left for Xiao Ya in Shanghai. He originally wanted to die in Shanghai, but someone took the suicide note back with him, but now it seems that he is sending a letter like this.
There are probably no more people.
Boom boom...
The sound of shelling stopped. Zhou Weiguo smiled bitterly after reading the letter, put it in his pocket and looked outside.
At least 400 people came over from the opposite side. One to one, even if I was fully rested, I couldn't defeat them, let alone the current injuries, injuries, and exhaustion.
"Okay, this time, we are really going to die together." Zhou Weiguo sighed, clenched the rifle in his hands and said in frustration to the people around him.
