The bullets penetrated the rain curtain densely and fell on the wall. The banging sound kept coming, splashing the cement and leaving bullet holes one after another.
All the power sources in the city were destroyed by the Chinese troops to interfere with the Japs' sight. Coupled with the heavy wind and rain, even a sharpshooter could only rely on luck in this environment.
However, the Japs were numerically superior. Although the Chinese soldiers resisted day by day, they still had to retreat continuously.
"Brigadier, we're almost out."
Hearing the report, his whole body was already shivering. The Huaxia brigade commander clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. The transport ship had not yet docked, and the ammunition and supplies had not been delivered. The ammunition they carried themselves was simply not enough.
"We have no escape route. Only our battalion is left. Behind us is the coast and the fleet." The "853" brigade commander gritted his teeth and said firmly: "We don't have any choice. If we don't have any, just use it.
The knife, the people, and the front line are there, and if you hold on for a minute longer, you will have more hope."
"Yes." The messenger responded, then turned around and rushed into the heavy rain again.
Soon, the more than two hundred Chinese soldiers remaining in the battalion threw away their empty weapons, took out their weapons, and began to move, hiding in corners, and even lying in puddles on the roadside, quietly
Wait.
Deng Deng Deng.
Wow.
The sound of dense footsteps and splashing water sounded, and the Japanese troops came to kill.
"Come on, the Chinese are gone, kill them."
"Kill them."
"Long live the Japanese Empire."
The morale of the Japanese is very high, which has never been seen since the beginning of the war. Because of what they call a divine wind, they feel that God is protecting them. How could they lose to those damn Chinese?
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The wind was strong, the rain was heavy, and the night vision devices were ineffective. Without getting closer, these Japanese soldiers could not find the hiding Chinese soldiers.
"kill."
Wow.
Murderous voices sounded, and the Chinese soldiers hiding aside rushed out and rushed into the crowd of Japanese soldiers in an instant.
call.
A cold light flashed.
puff.
Blood mixed with rain splashing, the leader of the Huaxia brigade stabbed the little Japanese in front of him to death, grabbed the Japanese with his left hand, and then inserted his right hand back into his waist and grabbed it.
Da da da.
Flames spurted out and swept out.
Puff.
Blood spattered, the sound of "dong dong dong" kept ringing, and the little devils fell into the blood one by one.
"kill."
Like a wolf among sheep, the Chinese soldiers who suddenly rushed over and killed a Japanese soldier were caught off guard. In just an instant, dozens of Japanese soldiers fell down.
However, in the distance, the little devils were still coming like a tide. There were too many of them.
Da da da.
boom.
puff.
The brigade commander's body trembled, and a delicate flower of blood bloomed in his chest. He was hit, and felt that his life was rapidly draining away. He gritted his teeth and tried hard not to detach his fingers from the lever.
"brigadier."
"brigadier."
Da da da.
"Kill." He squeezed out one word from between his teeth. He stared at the Japanese attacking Japanese with wide eyes. He raised his right foot with difficulty, bang, bang.
"kill."
Other Chinese soldiers were also dodging, following their brigade commander, holding the weapons they had taken from the Japanese, and thus braved the storm and wind, launching the last charge of their lives.