The whizzing bullets tore the night into rags with clearly visible bullet marks. The sharp bullets penetrated the bodies of the retreating guerrilla brothers, and flowers of blood spattered.
"Little devil, I am your ancestor!"
The third company commander rolled and crawled while retreating and cursing, turning around and firing from time to time. Blood was pouring from his dusty face, which was scratched by the fragments of the grenade.
The brothers were all running panting, but the whizzing bullets kept hitting their bodies and making dull sounds. Many brothers fell to the ground while running and could not get up again.
The third guerrilla company and the Skeleton Special Forces led by Makino Kanan were beaten to pieces after just one encounter, and had to flee for their lives in a panic.
Behind the brothers of the third company, silent black shadows clung to them like ghosts. These little devils' shooting skills were frighteningly accurate, and a scream could always be heard with every gunshot.
"Boom!"
The grenades were thrown behind them one by one by the brothers. The brilliant flames of the explosion stirred up large pieces of rubble, but this did not stop the Japanese behind them from catching up.
The Japs of the Skeleton Special Forces are all elite veterans, and they are ruthless in their attacks. In their eyes at this moment, the guerrilla officers and soldiers rolling and crawling away are like lambs to be slaughtered, so weak and powerless.
Most of the officers and soldiers of the Third Guerrilla Company were newly recruited soldiers. Their time as soldiers was short and could be ignored, but they did not expect to encounter such a powerful opponent in their first battle.
"Class 3 and Class 4 will stay with me to stop us!"
Seeing the brothers being shot by the Japs one by one, the Japs behind them were rushing towards them quickly. The third company commander, whose face was covered with blood and was panting heavily, rolled to avoid behind a broken wall, and the bullets flew over immediately.
, smoke and dust flew everywhere.
"Company Commander, you leave quickly, I'll stay!"
The second platoon leader also hurriedly stopped his legs, rolled to the side of the third company commander, and threw a grenade.
"I order you to take your brothers back alive and remember to avenge me!"
The third company commander pushed the second platoon commander away, loaded the gun with a clatter of bullets, and fired a shot at the dark figures that were leaping quickly in the ruins.
"Let's go!" Seeing that the second platoon commander hadn't left yet, the third company commander roared ferociously.
"I'm going to find reinforcements!"
The second platoon leader glanced at the chasing Japanese, gritted his teeth, turned around and quickly evacuated with his brothers in the distance.
The Japanese soldiers of the Skeleton Special Forces who were chasing after them almost ran an S-shaped route, sometimes accelerating and sometimes leaping forward. The third company commander fired his machine gun in succession, but all failed.
"puff--"
The continuous firing of the third company commander also attracted the attention of the Japanese. The bullets flew over. Although most of them were blocked by the broken wall, one still hit the third company commander's arm.
The impact of the bullet at close range almost shattered his arm, and the blood, flesh and bone residue were brought out as the bullet penetrated. The third company commander rolled on the ground in pain, and blood oozed from his clenched teeth.
Come.
The brothers from the two squads who stayed behind to block the attack also seized obstacles and walls to try to stop the pursuing Japanese soldiers and cover the brothers' escape.
For a moment, the gunfire was as dense as raindrops, but the sparse firepower of the brothers was helpless against these Japanese soldiers who were good at evading their positions. The Japanese soldiers were approaching in just a few breaths.
"Grenade, kill these bastards!"
The third company commander endured the severe pain and climbed up. He unscrewed the two remaining grenades and threw them over the broken wall.
But at almost the same time as their grenades flew out, the Japanese grenades also landed beside them, some of which were still rolling among the rubble.
"Boom!"
In an instant, clusters of red light suddenly appeared in the alleys and broken walls.
Accompanied by the dazzling flash of the explosion, the ferocious air waves rolled and carried a large amount of gravel and bricks, knocking over the guerrilla officers and soldiers.
The little Japs who rushed forward also felt uncomfortable. At least five or six Japs were overturned by the raging air waves, and the blood mist was billowing. They fell down in the ruins, struggling and wailing.
The third company commander was knocked over several times and fell heavily into the ruins. He felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart, and severe pain engulfed his consciousness.
His eyes were covered with dust or splashes, and his vision was dark. He wanted to struggle, but he had no strength left.
There were rapid footsteps after all, and he soon felt a chill in his stomach. A bayonet stabbed him through. He gasped for breath and felt that his strength was rapidly draining away.
He was like a fish out of water, breathing hard with his mouth wide open, but what he breathed was the strong smell of gunpowder smoke. The cold bayonet entered his body again, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.
The third company commander and the brothers in the two squads all died heroically in battle, but they also gave the brothers who were still alive a chance to survive.
The Japs' Major Makino Kanan walked out of the darkness with a livid face. He looked at the dead bodies lying on the ground, his cold face showing no change at all.
The Japanese soldiers from the Skeleton Special Forces still wanted to pursue them. Makino Kanan made a stop gesture, and the Japanese soldiers stopped.
Crossing the street ahead was the battle zone. Both sides were not only shooting with rifles, but also with grenades and mortars. Balls of fireballs were exploding, and the fighting was fierce.
The current attack has already cost his Skeleton Special Forces a lot of men, and he is not willing to lose more men in vain.
"withdraw!"
Makino Kanan waved his hand, and the agile Japanese soldiers quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness without any hesitation. They disappeared as quickly as they came in the blink of an eye.
On the other side, the brothers from half the company who had escaped were rolling around as if they had lost their souls, and were picked up by the brothers from the second battalion.
"what happened?!"
When Wu Changqing, the second battalion commander, saw his brothers crawling away and running back, he was furious. He strode forward, grabbed the second platoon commander who looked back with a gray face from time to time, and glared at him.
He asked loudly with his eyes closed.
The second platoon leader was so frightened that he came to his senses only after Wu Changqing stared at him and yelled at him.
"Battal Commander, Battalion Commander, we have encountered a powerful force of little devils, we can't defeat them..."
When the second platoon leader thought of the brothers who had died one by one at the hands of the Japs, the tough man had tears in his eyes.
"Where is your company commander?" Wu Changqing's face suddenly sank when he heard the second platoon commander's words, and he asked immediately.
Wu Changqing's reminder reminded the second platoon leader that their company commander was still blocking the enemy from behind. He hurriedly stretched out his sleeves to wipe the tears from his eyes, grabbed Wu Changqing and said eagerly: "The company commander and the others are still blocking the Japanese behind.
Battalion Commander, please save our company commander."
"Company 1, guard platoon, follow me!" Wu Changqing didn't say much, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and rushed towards him with his brothers.
It's a pity that they were still a step too late. Except for the warm blood of the fallen brothers, not a single enemy was left.
Yang Ling, who was commanding from the front, was shocked when he heard that the Second Battalion had suffered such heavy losses, and hurried over to inquire about the situation in person.