Chapter four hundred and eighty fourth horse leather shroud
In the dark night, there were flames blazing into the sky. There were constant roars and wailings in the melee. Countless figures were fighting in a bloody battle. Blood and charred corpses were strewn all over the ground. Many of them were trampled beyond recognition and turned into piles of rotten flesh.
The brothers rushed into the Japanese soldiers' position one after another. The little Japanese soldiers also fought to the death with their bayonets drawn. The two sides repeatedly charged and killed each other on this small hilltop, and no one refused to retreat.
The veterans were covered in blood as if they were fished out of bloody water. They stared with blood-red eyes and cursed angrily. The bayonet penetrated the chest of the Japanese soldier. The little Japanese soldier struggled with pain on his face, and finally fell down weakly.
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The recruits were constantly being chased by the Japs on this bloody battlefield. They screamed and ran for their lives, but soon they fell into groups and pressed the lone Japs soldiers to the ground until they were bloody and bloody.
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"Let's fight!"
Someone screamed in the darkness, and an injured brother fired a grenade. In the roaring fire, mutilated pieces of meat flew all over the sky.
"Kill and change!"
The Japs' sergeant bared his teeth in a grin that was so bright that he slashed his saber into a veteran's stomach. With a single pull, the white flesh turned outwards, and the steaming intestines slid out uncontrollably along with the blood along the gash.
The veteran was sweating profusely in pain, and he staggered to the ground. He covered the intestines that kept slipping out with his dirty hands, trying to stuff them back in, but blood kept pouring out from between his fingers, and the intestines had already slipped to the ground.
Stained with scorched earth.
When the Japanese sergeant saw the struggling veteran, his eyes were gleaming like a wild beast, his saber dripping with blood was lowered, and he was approaching the veteran with heavy steps, trying to make up for it with a blow.
"You little Jaap! Go to hell!" A black shadow jumped down from the trench, and the Jaap sergeant was thrown into the bloody water.
This was a new recruit who had just joined the team. Although he was terribly afraid of the Japanese, he still roared and rushed over when he saw that the veteran who taught him was about to die.
But a recruit is a recruit after all. Although he knocked down the little devil, he also used too much force and was knocked unconscious. His whole body seemed to fall apart and he struggled to get up.
The Jaap Sergeant's saber was thrown into the darkness, and he was knocked down. He turned around and saw a Chinese soldier with a childish face. He roared like a wild beast that had been angered, and pounced on him with bare hands.
When the recruit heard the blood-curdling roar and saw the Jaap Sergeant with half dust and half blood rushing towards him, he screamed in fright, turned around and ran away, even forgetting that he was still holding a gun in his hand.
rifle.
Perhaps because he was running too fast, the recruit tripped over a corpse under his feet after barely taking two steps, causing him to fall and gnaw on the mud.
Before he could get up, the Japanese Army Sergeant had already pounced on him and hit the recruit in the face with his fist. The recruit screamed in pain and his head became dizzy.
The Japanese military sergeants were all ruthless people, so naturally they would not let this recruit go so easily. He punched the Chinese recruit who was huddled on the ground and beat him hard until his face was covered with blood. Although he kept begging for mercy, he was still miserable.
Yelling, but it made the Japanese sergeant even more crazy and bloodthirsty.
The screams of the new recruits also caused the dying veteran endless pain. He endured the severe pain, picked up the rifle that had fallen to his side, struggled to pull the gun bolt, and pulled the trigger at the Japanese sergeant who was holding the new soldier under him.
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"boom!"
It was so dull that gunshots rang out on the noisy battlefield. The Japanese Army Cao, who was arrogantly trying to kill the new recruits, was punched with a bloody hole in his chest. He stopped and touched the bloody gun hole on his body, his face filled with tears.
Confidence.
He turned his head and saw the dying veteran leaning against the wall of the trench. He wanted to stand up and kill the veteran, but after struggling for two steps, his body stood straight like a wooden stake until he fell to the ground, motionless.
The seriously injured veteran looked at the recruit lying in the trench struggling to get up. As if all his strength had been exhausted, his head tilted and he died.
The new soldier climbed up from the trench in embarrassment. He saw the dead Japanese sergeant and the veteran whose intestines were flowing all over the floor. He knew that the veteran had saved him. He rushed over, hugged the veteran's body and cried loudly.
The battlefield filled with blood has entered a white-hot state, and countless sharp blades are constantly piercing the body, making an ear-piercing popping sound.
The brothers were tearing and wrestling with the Japs in the pile of corpses. One brother bit off the Japs' neck, and the sticky blood shot up like a bloody arrow. In the light of the fire, the brother was biting a bloody piece of meat in his mouth.
The minced meat makes one’s scalp numb just by looking at it.
There were also brothers and Japanese who stabbed bayonets into each other's bodies at the same time. The two of them kept holding on to the bayonets until they both fell in the trench. Even after they died, they stared at each other angrily.
On this chaotic battlefield, any weapon that could be used was used. The cracking sound of gun butts smashing bones, teeth, fists, helmets, and burning wood all became weapons.
Both sides knew that on a life-and-death battlefield, any hesitation or mercy would lead to their own deaths, so they fought with all their strength, each one of them covered in wet blood, and You screamed and fought hard.
"Reinforcement! Press down the Chinese!"
In the telescope of Japanese Lieutenant Commander Ono Ichiro, he could no longer distinguish between ourselves and the enemy on the flaming hilltops. His facial muscles twitched, and he sent two squads and more than a hundred Japanese reinforcements.
More than a hundred Japanese soldiers with bayonets pointed like a whirlwind rushed into the melee battlefield, stirring up a bloody storm. The brothers were forced back dozens of meters, and their positions became somewhat loose.
"You bastard little devil! Take the shot!" Deputy battalion commander Yanqiang picked up a light machine gun, held it in his arms and fired.
A large area of the little Japs who rushed over were immediately swept away, a large amount of blood mist spread, and even the air became moist and sticky.
"Poof!" A hot bullet embedded itself in Lao Yanqiang's shoulder, immediately piercing a bloody hole. The light machine gun he was holding lost the strength of his arm and hung down.
Lao Yanqiang endured the severe pain, changed another magazine, struggled to pick up the machine gun, and fired another round of bullets.
Amidst the interweaving strings of bullets and fire chains, a large number of the little Japs who rushed towards him were killed and wounded, and those who survived were all rolled to the ground, twitching and screaming.
"Hahaha! Come on! Come on!" Seeing the little Japanese who suffered heavy casualties, Lao Yanqiang's body looked even more majestic under the light of the fire.
"Puff-"
The little Japs who were lying down in hiding were also angered by Lao Yanqiang, and they fired one after another. The whizzing bullets penetrated Lao Yanqiang's body with a fleeting trajectory.
The old smoker standing on the trench was like a tough guy facing the storm of bullets, gritting his teeth and emptying the last magazine, but his stooped body was like a leaky sieve, full of bloody bullet holes.
"Kill the Japanese!" Lao Yanqiang opened his mouth and roared, blood gushing out from his mouth. He was like a balloon being evacuated, and his skinny body collapsed backwards.
"Deputy Battalion Commander!"
"Old company commander!"
Seeing Lao Yanqiang fall down, the brothers who were fighting with the Japanese let out heart-rending roars, their eyes were blood red.
Yang Ling angrily chopped off the head of a Japanese second lieutenant with a knife, and ran towards the place where Lao Yanqiang fell to the ground with a face full of grief. When he picked up Lao Yanqiang's body, Yang Ling's eyes were moist.
"Medical soldier! Medical soldier!" Yang Ling shouted in a hoarse voice.
A young medical soldier crossed countless fighting groups and jumped into the trench.
"The deputy battalion commander has gone." The medical soldier checked and shook his head in pain.
Seeing that the man who was his company commander in Shanghai died like this, the furious Yang Ling was also irritated. He gently put down his old smoking gun, grabbed his own weapon, and rushed out crazily.
"Kill the Japanese! Avenge the deputy battalion commander!"
With the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the brothers attacked the Japanese in waves. The Japanese's three defenses collapsed, and the fourth defense also collapsed. Facing these life-threatening lunatics, the remaining dozens of Japanese