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Chapter 3 Devils attack!

"Pah! Pah!"

Continuous gunshots rang out in the mist. Luo Dayong, who was cursing with his mouth wide open, suddenly thought of something. His expression changed. He grabbed the Hanyang Zaozu next to him and ran towards the door. Before he could step out of the threshold, a bullet hit him.

The black grenade rolled into the house through the window, smoking.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the remaining soldiers and walls in the house were instantly torn to pieces. Grenade fragments mixed with masonry fragments were violently sprayed out from the windows and doors. The house shook and half of the wall collapsed, causing a huge rise.

Luo Dayong felt as if his eyes were blackened by the smoke and dust, and was buried in bricks and stones.

As soon as Lao Yanqiang ran to the window, he saw that the house more than ten meters away was destroyed by a violent explosion. Several people were blown out, and the brick fragments that were ejected made the wall pop.

"Damn it, the devil is here! Run!"

Lao Yanqiang spit out the smoke that fell into his mouth. While shouting at the remaining soldiers in the room behind him, he already grabbed Hanyang Zao in his hand and rushed out of the door. Lao Yanqiang understood what he was thinking.

Being stuck in the house means waiting to die.

Lao Yanqiang rushed to the front, and within a few steps of rushing out, several Japanese soldiers with helmets emerged from the fog in front. His pupils shrank and he subconsciously rolled forward on the wet ground, roaring towards him.

The bullet grazed his scalp.

Ignoring the cold sweat on his back, Lao Yanqiang pulled the bolt with a clatter, raised his hand and fired at the Japanese without taking a single glance, and then quickly rolled to the eaves of another house, with bullets following closely.

The walls were beaten with smoke and dust flying everywhere.

"Get down! Get down for me!" Lao Yanqiang yelled sternly at the remnant soldiers who rushed out of the house, but two of the remnant soldiers still couldn't dodge, and a crimson blood mist rose up from their chests, screaming.

With a sound, his body fell straight into the mud, and the other remaining soldiers shrank back into the house in fear.

The battle started without warning, whistling bullets flew everywhere, the air was torn and made a sizzling sound, debris from the windows and walls flew everywhere, the remaining soldiers were blocked in the house and could not get out, they raised their guns and wanted to

They fired back from the window, but the Japanese's Type 96 machine gun roared loudly, and the hot bullets made a popping sound on the wall. The remaining soldiers in the room were suppressed and could not even raise their heads.

Several other remnant soldiers were sleeping in a room on the east side. After hearing the noise, they ran out. When they saw the Japanese charging towards them with bayonets pointed out in the distance, they only had time to fire a row of guns. The Japanese had already rushed forward with sharp bayonets pointed out.

"puff!"

Although the Japs were not tall, they were strong and powerful. Their stabbing skills were systematically trained. Their sharp bayonets stabbed straight into the heart of the remnant, and then they kicked the remnant violently and curled up and rolled to the ground.

The remaining two remnant soldiers were stabbed to the ground when they saw their companions confronting each other. Seeing the ferocious face of the Japanese, their calves became weak with fear, and they turned around in panic and were about to run away.

"Puff!"

The Japs held a flat-end 38-gauge rifle. When they pulled the trigger, the 6.5mm bullets instantly penetrated the bodies of the two remnant soldiers with a transparent bloody hole. The unabated bullets penetrated the wood of the house opposite.

Among the beams.

The two remnant soldiers continued to run forward for a few steps before falling to the ground. The two remnant soldiers rolling on the ground did not die immediately, but cried out in pain while covering their bleeding wounds. The Japanese stepped forward with a grim smile.

The bayonet plunged down suddenly, and the screams suddenly stopped.

The number of Japanese soldiers who raided Lao Yanqiang and his group of remnant soldiers who escaped from the battlefield was not very large. There was only one assault unit. However, with their surprise attack and powerful firepower, they instantly knocked down half of Lao Yanqiang and his group of remnants of soldiers, and the rest were left behind.

The people below are also in danger.

Lao Yanqiang and a remnant soldier lay under the eaves and shot at the Japs. Perhaps because of nervousness, their shooting accuracy was so bad that they didn't even touch the Japs' hair, so they could only hinder the Japs.

effect, it is absolutely impossible to make a comeback.

"Surround them!"

The leader of the Japs squad also saw the remnants of the National Revolutionary Army in dire straits. With a sneer on his face, he waved his hand at the three Japs. They immediately stopped shooting knowingly and ran toward the flanks, trying to get around Lao Yanqiang and the others.

behind.

Lao Yanqiang was also very anxious at the moment. Now he couldn't fight or run. He had already scolded the remnant soldier who served as the guard post countless times in his heart, but it was of no avail. He saw the three Japanese soldiers disappearing from the front.

It feels even worse.

"Company commander, I'm out of bullets." The remnant soldier lying next to Lao Yanqiang shouted.

Lao Yanqiang threw the few bullets he had left to the remaining soldiers and cursed: "You fucking aim and hit me, don't waste the bullets by emptying your gun."

The remnant soldiers promised obediently, but their trembling hands could not aim accurately. Their firepower could not suppress the enemy's alternating cover and approach.

"Lie down!"

Lao Yanqiang saw a smoking melon grenade flying over, and subconsciously knocked down the remaining soldier next to him. With a bang, the grenade hit the wall and flew several meters away, leaving a big hole in the ground.

, turf mixed with soil splashed everywhere.

"Bah! It looks like I'm going to fall here today!" Lao Yanqiang spat out the dirt that flew into his mouth, grabbed the big blade of the remaining soldier next to him, stood up suddenly, and rushed forward to face the Japanese infantry who was charging towards him with his bayonet.

, Lao Yanqiang only had one thought in his mind at the moment, that is, he had been fighting for so long and had not killed any Japanese soldiers yet, so he must take someone as a backstop this time.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Following two crisp gunshots, Lao Yanqiang subconsciously shrank his neck, but the next moment his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the two Japanese infantrymen who rushed towards him fell to the ground without warning.

He was stunned.

After Yang Ling shot and killed two Japanese soldiers, he ejected the cartridge case again with a clatter, loaded the bullet again, and raised the gun to aim. At this moment, his energy was more concentrated than ever before. In his eyes, he could only see the Japanese machine gunner operating the Type 96 machine gun in the distance.

, pulled the trigger, and with the crisp impact of the firing pin, the hot bullet flew out at high speed and rotated along the trajectory, heading towards the Japanese machine gunner not far away.

The high-speed rotating bullets easily penetrated the Japs' Adam's apple, pulling blood and minced flesh out from the back of the neck. The Japs' head fell to the ground, and the machine gun that poured bullets stopped abruptly.

The deputy machine gunner was stunned for a moment, then immediately pushed away the dead Japanese soldier and stood in the position to operate the machine gun. Before he could pull the trigger, the bullet had penetrated between his eyebrows, leaving a terrifying bloody hole.

Yang Ling used to be the squadron leader of the Falcon Squadron, and his accurate marksmanship with countless bullets could almost achieve perfect results. He did not bother to kill the Japanese deputy shooter, but once again aimed at the commanders of more than a dozen Japanese.

Captain of the Japs Squadron.

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