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Chapter 392: Hand-to-hand combat(1/2)

"plate……"

The Japanese soldiers looked at the Chinese soldiers who were erecting guns in front of them, trying to launch a desperate charge to fight against the Chinese people for bayonets.

"Bang!"

The first gunshot was like a chain reaction, followed by the second and third sounds, and all Chinese soldiers fired. There was no need to aim at this distance. The distance was less than ten meters, and the gun could hit it if it was facing each other.

The first Japanese soldiers rushed into the Sihang Warehouse building and almost all of them fell to the ground and died. Only two Japanese soldiers were still alive. They stood there and looked at the Chinese soldiers in front of them with a little at a loss. One of them reacted a little faster. Although they were still trembling all over, they still held the gun tightly and shouted: "Onboard!" to charge towards the Chinese army.

An officer held a pistol and shot the soldier to death, while another Japanese soldier was in a panic and wanted to turn around and run away, but was shot in the back.

"A few people come to make sure that the Japanese are dead, and the rest, stand it!"

The platoon leader shouted and rushed to the window. Although the first wave of Japanese soldiers who rushed into the Sihang Warehouse had been killed, there will definitely be a continuous second, third, and fourth waves. The gap on the first floor must be blocked.

Just as I rushed to the window, another group of Japanese soldiers rushed out. The distance between the two sides was less than two meters. It was too late to shoot at this distance. Even if a shot hits, the bayonet in the enemy's hand will pierce your chest before death.

The soldiers of the 524th Regiment guarding the Sihang Warehouse looked at the Japanese who rushed in. The Japanese also stared at the brothers of the 524th Regiment. Fierce sparks burst out from the eyes of both sides. The enemies were particularly jealous when they met.

"kill!"

“Onboard!”

Both sides roared and rushed forward with rifles. They took a step forward together, and stabbed the rifle hard on the other side.

"Kill the Japanese!"

Rows of leaders Liu Lie roared and rushed in with a machete in his hand. A Japanese man in front of him immediately waved the rifle in his hand and raised the bayonet, but Liu Lie gently raised the machete in his hand and brought the Japanese bayonet aside. His right arm exerted force. The machete suddenly turned in the air and chopped the Japanese man's head.

With a hard pull, the Japanese man half pulled his head, and his blood squirted, slowly fell to the ground. Liu Lie's body was stained with blood from the Japanese, but he did not stop and slashed at a Japanese man who had just kicked a Chinese soldier down with one knife.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, Liu Lie felt a pain behind his back. He turned his head and saw a Japanese soldier outside the window holding a 38-large cover and shooting him in the back.

"You little Japanese, come here!"

He shot Liu Lie in the back, but Liu Lie did not fall down, but instead inserted his knife to the ground, preventing his body from falling down, and yelling at the Japanese.

When Liu Lie yelled, the Japanese outside the window were startled and pulled the bolt in a panic and prepared to continue shooting, but at this time, Yu Zhiqian had already rushed down from the third floor.

"Bang, bang!"

Two shots directly killed the Japanese outside the window, and walked forward and held Liu Lie: "After coming, carry your platoon leader back. After saying that, he pulled out a Japanese assistant knife he carried with him.

The tip of the Assassin's knife was dragged to the ground, Yu Zhigan walked forward with a serious expression. After seeing this, a Japanese soldier who had just rushed into the building rushed over immediately. The Assassin's knife in Yu Zhigan's hand slid up. Before the Japanese could react, the Assassin's knife directly cut a long bloody mouth across his body. The Japanese soldier stood there for two seconds and then fell to the side.

"die!"

Yu Zhi cut off the head of the Japanese soldier who was fighting for a bayonet and glanced at his comrades who were lying on the ground: "It's okay!"

"Sir, it's okay!"

"Continue to kill the Japanese!"

"good!"

As soon as Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he saw a Japanese soldier looking at him with a rifle not far away, pulling the bolt. With his left hand raised, Glock exposed it and blasted the Japanese soldier's head with one shot.

"If you hold it, the Japanese will not be able to do it right away!"

Yu Zhigan cut off the head of a Japanese soldier who rushed over and roared. After seeing this, his morale surged. He roared and continued to fight with the Japanese soldiers rushing into the building.

The defenders on the third and fourth floors also began to learn from Yu Zhigan the method he taught them in the afternoon, took out the grenades, and prepared to give the Japanese a profound education.

"Prepare!"

"two!"

"one!"

"leave!"

With Xie Jinyuan's order, grenades were thrown from high places and rolled down to the first floor with blue smoke. Some grenades hit the Japanese's steel helmet and made a sound. The Japanese who was hit lowered their heads and looked at the thing that was hit. When they saw that it was a grenade, they immediately screamed in horror.

"Grenade!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After a series of explosions, a fault appeared on the first floor of the Japanese who were preparing to climb the window or attack, giving the defenders on the first floor a chance to breathe.

Yu Zhigan is covered in blood now. At least seven or eight Japanese devils were killed by the Japanese bayonet, and his arm was scratched by the Japanese bayonet, but he was still on the front line.

“Onboard!”

When the two Japanese soldiers saw Yu Zhigan, they didn't know whether it was because of their special military uniforms or why, as long as the Japanese discovered Yu Zhigan, they rushed over like crazy.

Yu Zhigan looked at the Japanese rushing towards him and snorted coldly. The assistant sword in his right hand was still dragging to the ground. Blood kept dripping from the blade. Step by step, the two Japanese began to accelerate and rushed towards Yu Zhigan, but an injured soldier on the right rushed to knock one of the Japanese soldiers to the ground.

Yu Zhigan waved his right hand hard, and the assistant sword slashed at the Japanese soldier like a machete. The Japanese soldier raised his weapon in panic and prepared to block it.

"Push!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Assassin's knife slashed the body of the 38-large gun. The metal in the barrel blocked the possibility of the Assassin's knife continuing to chop down. The Japanese devil took two steps back and was about to continue rushing over, Yu Zhigan raised his left hand and shot him in the head.

After killing the Japanese, Yu Zhigan turned his head and looked at the wounded soldier who had just pounced on a Japanese soldier beside him. The assistant sword stabbed into the Japanese soldier behind him from the side, twisted it hard, and the Japanese soldier was also dealt with.

After looking around, all the Japanese rushing in had been killed. Yu Zhi looked around and ended a Japanese who was still squirming on the ground with one knife. After confirming that there was no problem: "Everyone entered the battle position and checked the bodies on the ground to prevent any Japanese from pretending to be dead!"

"receive!"

A group of soldiers quickly entered their combat positions, while Yu Zhigan patrols the position with a slight casualties. The entire Sihang Warehouse is the most difficult to defend now. After all, the number of Japanese people is too large, and they rushed forward like crazy. Unless there are machine guns in each window and shooting continuously, the Japanese will always have a chance to rush in.

"Sir, the statistics are out, sixteen brothers were injured and eight were sacrificed!"

After hearing this, Yu Zhigan nodded: "Send the injured brothers to treat!"

"good!"

At this time, Yu Zhigan's headset rang out, and the news of the Japanese retreating was heard. Yu Zhigan was relieved and looked around: "Brothers, the Japanese are retreating, don't rest for now. Everyone piled up the bodies of these Japanese soldiers on the window and hung them on the window. In this way, the Japanese will not be able to turn in!"

"good!"

A group of soldiers quickly followed Yu Zhi's instructions and began to get busy. In total, more than 100 Japanese were dealt with in the building. Of course, they started this afternoon, but they were all thrown into the corner.

A group of soldiers placed the Japanese corpses on the windows according to what Yu Zhi taught, and stacked them one by one. Not to mention, the effect was really good, and they could finally block some windows.

Moreover, half of the body was inside and half outside, so it was not easy to push it away. At this moment, the Japanese machine gun position in the distance suddenly opened fire, with a total of six heavy machine guns firing on the first floor.

A defender had just put down his body and before he could leave the window, the bullet hit his chest and fell heavily to the ground.

"Let's go down and stay away from the window!"

Yu Zhigan quickly lay on the ground, then crawled over the ground with his hands and feet. After seeing that the soldier had died, he pulled it hard and moved to the safe area: "Put the body in the safe area and don't be destroyed!"

"yes!"

Yu Zhigan leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and called Dai Qiang: "What's going on with the Japanese!"

"Head, the machine gun position on the Japanese side has been repaired, it seems to be testing the fire, preparing for the next round of attack!"

"Can you get the fight?"

"Head, there is no shooting angle. The Japanese used wooden boards and other things to seal the top!"

"Yan Qi, do you have shooting angles on the second floor?"

"Head, there is a shooting angle!"

"Except Dai Qiang, everyone goes to the second floor. After the Japanese attack later, keep an eye on the Japanese's machine gun position to death. Don't let them fire a shot!"

"receive!"

After hearing Yu Zhigan's instructions, the people on the fifth, fourth and third floors immediately rushed down, selected the shooting angle on the second floor, and waited for the next round of attack by the Japanese.

Ito Masaki sat in his command center and listened to his subordinates' reports: "General, our first round of attack was hindered. There are defenders on every floor of the Chinese army. They used the advantage of the terrain to cut our offensive formation into two halves. The defenders on the first floor were very tenacious. We attacked twice and were finally defeated!"

Ito Masaki nodded: "Then what are you doing now?"

"We have built several machine gun positions opposite the Sihang Warehouse. When we attack later, the machine gun positions will cover our infantry charges. At the same time, the artillery is ready and will cover the attack later. I believe that this time, we will definitely be able to capture Sihang Warehouse!"

"Go!"

"Hayi!"

The corps leader Sanbingwei quickly returned to his command center. Several captains had retreated and began to report on some of the previous attacks.

"Your Excellency the corps captain, there are sharpshooters in the Chinese army. We specially select our officers to start. When we attacked just now, four of my officers were shot dead when they had not entered the fire exchange area!"

“How many meters away?”

"It's about 300 meters long, and their sharpshooter's marksman is very accurate!"

"When the attack is coming, let the officers pay attention to safety, and have the machine gun positions ready?"

"The test shot has been completed just now, and the soldiers who have just retreated from the attack have been corrected. You can launch a second round of attack at any time!"

"Get ready!"

"Hayi!"

The Japanese prepared very quickly. About twenty minutes after the previous round of attack, the sound of gathering whistles sounded from the Japanese. One by one, the Japanese who had just retreated from the battlefield, got up from the ground again and began to gather together.
To be continued...
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