The violent explosion shattered the trenches of the position into pieces. Smoke filled the sky with fire and fire, and earth and rocks flew everywhere. Bullets were flying in all directions. Before the smoke cleared, countless devils with ferocious faces were already charging towards the enemy with bayonets drawn and screaming.
Come up.
"Kill!" The remnant soldiers jumped up from the trenches with their red tasseled swords and bayonets in hand, and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers who rushed to the position.
Both sides roared, and then violently collided with each other. The huge impact force caused many people to roll to the ground, and the sharp bayonets plunged into their bodies, and blood gushed out.
"Ah -" a Japanese soldier yelled, his face distorted due to too much force, and he looked even more ferocious. He kicked a thin soldier to the ground, and then stabbed the bayonet into the soldier with all his strength.
's heart.
The remnant soldier let out a scream of pain and watched as the Japanese stabbed the bayonet into his body harder, struggling and screaming in pain, but to no avail.
More and more Japs have rushed in from the smoke, and all the remaining soldiers are fighting hand-to-hand with the Japs. On this cruel battlefield, no one can care about others.
Another remnant soldier angrily raised a red-tasseled sword and tried to save his comrade, but a Japs rushed out with a diagonal stab. With a bang, a ball of blood burst out from the remnant soldier's chest, and he fell unwillingly.
In the trenches where the earth was blasted and blackened.
There were roars and screams everywhere. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers rushed into the remnant soldiers' positions with bayonets drawn and roaring. Facing these strong Japanese soldiers, the sallow-looking, thin and malnourished remnants of the soldiers were knocked down after just one encounter.
one slice.
In the trenches and bomb craters, Japanese soldiers and remnant soldiers fought together. The sound of gunshots was mixed with roars and the sound of bones breaking. There were shaking figures everywhere on the battlefield, and many people were covered in blood.
Lao Yanqiang was still lying next to the sandbag at the back, watching the Japs fighting with the remnants of the soldiers. He kept pulling the trigger, making a constant banging sound. Some Japs were wounded by him and let out painful wails.
The injured Japanese became even more ferocious, like injured beasts, screaming and pounced on the remaining soldiers nearby. The madness revealed in their bones made people tremble in their souls.
Two strong remnant soldiers worked together to knock a Japanese soldier to the ground. The Japanese soldier's helmet was thrown away, and blood flowed from his hair to his face. However, the Japanese soldier did not die. Facing the two remnant soldiers who rushed over, he threw
He had a melon grenade strapped to his chest.
Boom! Blood and flesh flew all over the sky, and the two remnant soldiers were directly blown to pieces. The Japanese soldier got up with blood on his face, picked up the bayonet and rushed towards the other remnant soldier who was stunned. The bayonet stabbed into the chest.
This was an extremely brutal close combat. The Japs were not only strong but also highly skilled in tactics. The remaining bayonet soldiers were no match at all. The two sides struggled together, smashing with fists and biting with teeth, trying hard to kill each other.
The machine gun in Luo Dayong's hand was so smashed that it was deformed. He was still trying hard to hit the Japs on the head. One of the Japs threw him to the ground, but he was so strong that he kicked the Japs over and the two of them rolled on the ground.
There were scuffles and roars in the trenches.
Sharpshooter Luo Ziqiang also joined in the hand-to-hand combat. He kept rolling on the ground. The Japanese roared and kept thrusting their bayonets at him. The sharp bayonets kept digging into the soil. Luo Ziqiang was in danger.
The remnant soldiers lost thirty or forty people under the Japanese bombing, and the number of Japanese soldiers who attacked them was indeed a squadron of nearly 200 people. The remnant soldiers kept screaming and being killed, and everyone's eyes were red.
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Yang Ling couldn't remember how many Japs he had killed, but all the Japs who rushed towards him turned into cold corpses on the ground. Seeing the remaining soldiers die tragically in the hands of the Japs one by one, Yang Ling's heart was filled with anger.
Vent violently.
Ah! When Yang Ling wasn't paying attention, a Japanese soldier rushed over from behind him. The bayonet pierced his thigh. He felt severe pain in his thigh. The pain made him scream and he shook his gun butt.
With a heavy blow, the Japanese soldier's helmet was knocked off, and his body flipped backwards uncontrollably.
Looking at the big bloody hole in his leg, Yang Ling rushed forward angrily and stabbed the Japanese who rolled to the ground with his bayonet. Once, twice, blood kept coming out of the Japanese's mouth, and the Japanese's head turned to one side.
, there was no sound.
"Boom!" The grenade exploded next to Yang Ling. He was knocked over by the air wave and fell into the trench. The corpses of two Japanese soldiers and a remnant soldier also rolled down.
"Bah!" What Yang Ling spat out, his whole head was buzzing. The gun in his hand was blown away by the air wave. He picked up the red-tasseled sword of a dead soldier.
When a Japanese sergeant saw Yang Ling standing in the trench, he rushed over with a cry. Yang Ling felt severe pain in his thigh, and the blood-stained sword was thrust upwards along the stomach of the Japanese sergeant.
A large gash of dozens of centimeters was suddenly opened in the Jap Army Cao's stomach, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed out.
The Japanese soldier curled up on the ground in pain, stretched out his hand and tried to stuff the leaking intestines back, but it was of no avail. More intestines came out, and it was so miserable that he let out a miserable howl.
"Brother Yang...save me." Yang Ling heard Hei Wazi's cry and turned around to see that he was being pushed down in the dirt by two Japanese soldiers. The bayonet was stabbing at his chest.
Blood surged from his mouth, his face was twisted with pain, and he was struggling feebly.
Heiwazi is still a half-grown child, only sixteen years old. He is dark and thin due to poor nutrition. He is no taller than a rifle when he stands. He is one of the people Yang Ling is most familiar with when he comes to this world.
Seeing the painful expression on Hei Wazi's face, and then looking at the two Japanese soldiers who were stabbing him with bayonets, Yang Ling became angry. He had forgotten the pain in his legs at this moment, and rushed towards the Japanese with a roar.
"Bang!" A kid stood up and raised his bayonet towards Yang Ling, but was knocked away by the red-tasseled sword in Yang Ling's hand. His fist had already hit the kid's abdomen firmly. The kid screamed in pain and covered his stomach.
Curled up on the ground, rolling.
Yang Ling's punch was full of the anger in his heart at the moment, and he used 100% of the force. The little devil felt that his internal organs were tumbling, and he was wailing.
Another Japs pulled out the bloody bayonet from Hei Wazi. As soon as he raised his head, the red-tasseled sword in Yang Ling's hand had already slashed down. The sword hit the little Japs' shoulder directly and was deeply embedded.
Drawing the knife, the devil had already fainted from the pain.
"Heiwazi, hold on! Hold on!" Seeing Heiwazi looking at his mouth and squirming to speak, more blood gushes out, Yang Ling shouted hoarsely, holding Heiwazi's body covered in blood,
Seeing his eyes gradually dimming, Yang Ling felt like a knife was twisting in his heart.
"Little devil!" Yang Ling put down the silent Hei Wazi, looked at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on, and let out an angry roar.