"Ah!" Lu Zitao held his Browning with a white face and rushed forward. Suddenly, a scream came from the front, and a Japanese soldier who was screaming in his mouth rushed a young man running in front of him.
Knocked to the ground, the bayonet plunged into his stomach.
The injured Qingzhuang didn't know where the gun was in his hand. He tightly grasped the bayonet pierced into his stomach with both hands and tried to pull it out. Blood gurgled out of his mouth.
The Japanese soldier had blue veins popping out on his forehead. He held the bayonet and stabbed it down hard. Seeing the bayonet sinking into the strong young belly one by one, Lu Zitao's legs trembled. He sat down on the ground in fear and forgot about himself.
He also held a Browning in his hand.
"Help...save me -" The young man who was about to die struggled and shouted to Lu Zitao, who was sitting a few meters away. Every time he shouted, his open mouth turned blood red, and his gurgling words became indistinct.
clear.
The Japanese soldiers also looked up and saw Lu Zitao, who was sitting on the ground with a white face and a Browning in his hand. His grin revealed his white teeth. Lu Zitao was so frightened that Lu Zitao kicked his legs in the dirt and was about to shrink back.
"Yeah!" the Japanese soldier shouted, pulled out the bayonet from Qing Zhuang's belly and pulled out a stream of blood arrows. The blood sprayed onto the Japanese uniform and was stained with blood. The Japanese soldier stabbed him again, completely ending Qing Zhuang's life.
Then he rushed towards Lu Zitao.
The Japanese soldier looked ferocious, full of blood, and rushed towards Lu Zitao, like a ferocious monster. Lu Zitao screamed, and did not even bother to take the pistol. He stood up in a hurry and ran back. What kind of courage?
The hatred and face turned into a passing cloud at this moment, and fear occupied the brain and lingered.
The Japanese soldier jumped forward and threw Lu Zitao to the ground. Lu Zitao fell hard to the ground, and then a person was pressed down heavily on him. When he looked up, he saw the grinning Japanese soldier.
The Japanese soldiers were well-fed, strong and strong, and their strength was frightening. Lu Zitao wanted to struggle, but he, a young master who was once powerless, was no match for the Japanese soldiers, and he was soon crushed to the point where he could not move.
The Japanese soldiers held Lu Zitao's throat with both hands like iron pliers and strangled him downwards. Lu Zitao couldn't breathe smoothly. He screamed, his face turned red and his neck thickened, and his whole face turned purple. He struggled and kicked his legs hard.
, two mud grooves were drawn on the ground, and his eyes gradually became blurry.
Seeing that he was about to be strangled to death by the Japanese, Lu Zitao suddenly felt his neck loosen, and a stream of water splashed all over his face, which was still hot.
"Get the fuck up! Just lie down and wait to die!" Before Lu Zitao, who was lying on the ground, could realize what was going on, Lao Wangtou's shout could be heard in his ears.
Lu Zitao opened his eyes and found that the Japanese soldier on top of him had turned into a headless corpse. His head was falling next to him. His body was also covered with blood. He had never seen such a terrifying scene. He smelled
The smell of blood stirred up five flavors in my heart, and I vomited it out.
Looking at Lu Zitao who was lying there vomiting, Lao Wangtou secretly cursed that he was useless, picked up the Browning, threw it over and kicked him twice: "If you can still breathe, get up and fight the Japanese!"
After saying that, he took his Jaap saber and went straight to the next Jaap soldier. At this moment, dozens of people were fighting together, with smoke and blood, and shouts and screams.
Although the Japanese soldiers are small in number, they are better than the elite. One against three is no problem. On Lao Wangtou's side, except for a few veterans who are barely holding on, there are not many young men left who were beaten to death and stabbed to death.
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The old soldier Monkey's stature was so weak that he suffered a disadvantage as he was pinned down by the Japanese soldiers and unable to move. Fortunately, Lao Wangtou gave the Japanese soldiers a knife from behind and knocked him over.
But this Japs was like crazy. He became even more ferocious after being injured. Just like those injured beasts, he chased several young men alone, scaring them so much that they screamed, and Lao Wang's head and nose became angry.
He tilted his head and yelled: "You have fire sticks in your hands! Turn around and beat me!"
Lao Wangtou shouted and didn't notice a Japanese soldier rushing over from behind. The bayonet stabbed into his body with a bang. He felt cold. In pain, he waved his hand and slashed at the Japanese soldier with a knife. One of the Japanese soldier's calves was cut off directly.
, holding the bloody half of the leg, rolling and screaming on the ground.
Lao Wang grinned with a headache, leaning against a corpse and breathing heavily, but the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air made his breathing extremely uncomfortable.
The wound was on his back. He touched it, and his hand was covered with blood. He didn't know how deep the wound was, but he felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.
An injured Japanese soldier discovered Lao Wangtou and wanted to take advantage of troubled waters to kill him. Lao Wangtou grabbed his saber and chopped off the legs of the Japanese soldier. Although he chopped down the enemy, he was stabbed again.
He felt completely powerless at this moment. He lay there and watched the injured Japanese man crawling to grab the gun that had been thrown out. There was a blood trail on the ground. He wanted to crawl over and kill the Japanese man, but he was so weak that he could only watch the Japanese man helplessly.
further and further.
Although there were only a dozen or so Japs, Lao Wangtou and the others fought very hard. This was a small-scale melee, but it gave them a thrilling feeling.
Lao Wangtou was originally just a cook squad leader of the Sichuan Army. He never thought that he would become the main force with a gun to fight the Japanese. Now that all the veterans are dead, he, the cook squad leader, has become the main force and a veteran.
Lu Zitao was covered in blood, but it was not his, but that of the Japanese soldiers. An injured Japanese soldier was still crawling towards him. He was still afraid, and with trembling hands he lifted the Browning, which was covered with blood and mud.
I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang - all eight bullets were fired in one breath, and the Japs soldier crawling towards him had several bloody holes on his head, and he lay there motionless.
When he opened his eyes and saw the bloody Japs soldiers, and heard the roars not far away, the fear in Lu Zitao's heart suddenly disappeared a lot. Platoon Leader Wang was right, the Japs were also made of flesh and would die.
After killing someone, Lu Zitao became more courageous. He grabbed the gun covered in dust and blood, and couldn't help but smashed it on the head of a young Japanese soldier Bingshun, once, twice...
…It wasn’t until the Japanese stopped screaming that he realized that the butt of the gun in his hand had been broken.
Lu Zitao looked around, and saw that the melee was over. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers had all been laid down on the ground, mixed with blood and mud. The living people were sitting on the ground like the bloody people, breathing heavily.
"Platoon leader, platoon leader, are you okay?" Monkey's face was cut by a Japanese bayonet, and a bloody gash was made of flesh and blood. At this moment, he ignored the pain and ran to Lao Wangtou who was lying on the ground.
Old Wangtou still held the army he got from Yang Ling in his hand. He was covered in blood and was already very weak. He waved his hands feebly: "It's okay. I just got stabbed by a Japanese soldier and it hurt a little." In fact, he was in front of him.
He was stabbed once on each side of his back. He was already numb and could still feel pain there.
Seeing that Lao Wangtou could still speak, Monkey felt relieved and headed towards the female health workers hiding not far away to rescue the wounded.
Most of the more than twenty young men and male health workers were dead, and those who were alive were all bruised and bruised. Two of the five veterans who came with Lao Wangtou survived, but they fought to the death of thirteen Japanese soldiers. Although it was tragic, it was not
Consider it a victory.
"Pack up your things and run quickly, the company commander and the others won't be able to hold them off for long." Lao Wangtou asked the monkey to lead the people to continue running northwest.
The monkey wanted to reach out to pull Lao Wangtou up, but Lao Wangtou hurriedly waved his hand: "You go first, I will rest, my old bones are exhausted, I will catch up later."
"Let's go, let's go together," Monkey refused, and lifted up Lao Wang's head, only to find that there was a large pool of blood on the ground. When he checked, there was a bloody hole in his back, and the blood was almost gone.
"Platoon leader, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were injured!" Seeing the hideous blood hole, the monkey's eyes immediately turned red, and he hurriedly called the health worker to come and bandage it.
"Monkey, monkey, listen to me," Lao Wangtou grabbed the monkey's arm and said, "I'm afraid I can't walk, so don't bother, just hold this Japanese knife."
, follow Captain Yang and fight the Japanese. Remember, we Chinese cannot be slaves to the subjugation of our country even if we die..."
Touching the blood-stained Japs saber, Lao Wangtou's tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. How many brothers from the Sichuan Army had died under such swords. He had avenged his dead brothers today. Thinking about it, he felt that his body was full of blood.
I became more and more powerless. After fighting and running all the way, I suddenly felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep peacefully. My consciousness became more and more blurred.
"Hygienist! Hygienist!" The monkey's tears fell down like beads of thread. He could no longer hear clearly what Lao Wangtou said. He shouted towards the distance with a choked voice, but Lao Wangtou in his arms could not finish his words.
Already breathless.
Lu Zitao and others ran over and saw that Old Wangtou, who was covered in blood, had no breath. Lu Zitao felt as if there was a stone stuck in his throat. Old Wangtou had saved his life just now, but now he turned cold.
's corpse.
Gunshots also rang out in the distance. It must be that Yang Ling and the others exchanged fire with the Japanese soldiers who were chasing after him. The monkey gently placed Lao Wang's head on the ground, stretched out his sleeves and wiped his red and swollen eyes before standing up.