Even the reinforcements of the Japanese were well-trained and could not be competed against by the Ninth Battalion.

The Japanese pushed wildly to the south to encircle, and the Ninth Camp had to choose to get rid of the Japanese.

In Hu Yi's opinion, if you can fight, you will fight, and if you can't fight, you will run away.

The puppet army sandwiched among the Japanese is not worthy of sympathy.

No matter what the reason, it means betrayal.

The reasons for the surrender of the puppet army are complex.

He would never believe it if these guys who were accomplices of tigers did not suck the blood of the people.

Ci didn't take charge of the troops, so he didn't have much psychological pressure to drive the puppet troops surrounded by the Japanese to the south.

The puppet army has gone south. In order for the anti-counterfeiting army to be crushed and collapsed by the Japanese, we have to relieve them of some pressure...

The Japanese observers soon "discovered" that the crushed Eighth Route Army was jumping eastward, and the formation of the Japanese left wing pressing southward changed. A squad of Japanese soldiers felt that they were biting the tail of the Eighth Route Army...

A sad and angry roar came: "Captain! The time when Yamashiro was killed, he was cut off his throat by the Eighth Route Army. We all have the shadow of the Eighth Route Army..."

A dull gunshot sounded, and the yelling Japanese commanders interrupted.

"Watanabe-kun..."

"Captain! There is a sharpshooter." Another voice spread among the Japanese group pressing south.

The Japanese observer lay on the ground: "The night is not conducive to the attack..."

"Panishi-Panishi, lead a team to scatter eastward, attack the attack team head-on, lead the Eighth Route Army out, and use grenades to kill them." The second lieutenant immediately made arrangements.

A dozen Japanese soldiers walked away from the team with a light machine gun, ran away from the team for a 20 or 30 meters and began to pick grenades and establish machine gun positions.

Dada dada...

Before the Japanese could finish their preparations, the Czech light machine gun in the green tent took the lead in firing.

Then the grenade that had been fired and delayed after two seconds was thrown over.

The Japanese machine gunner pulled the trigger and fought back when the opponent's machine gun fired.

Then I heard the sergeant swearing next to me: "There is an ambush!"

As the gunfire flashed, he saw clearly a large number of people lying on the dark side not far away!

Another "bang", and a bloody rain burst out from the head of the soldier who was looking up. In the darkness, gray-white brain splashed around, spraying several meters away, making the Japanese observers' heads and faces covered.

The commander was killed and fired a flash with the machine gun next to him. The observer looked foolishly and was stunned.

After a long time, he reached out and wiped his face, then roared: "Drop bomb!"

Just as he raised his anger, the head of the machine gunman next to him suddenly exploded.

The observer's heart twitched. He heard someone shouting and screaming from the Eighth Route Army not far away. He immediately understood that the Eighth Route Army was organizing a counterattack.

At this moment, after a loud bang, a sharp roar penetrated into the sky. In the starry night sky, a dark shadow that could not be seen clearly came.

The observer screamed: "Mortar shells!"

After saying that, he supported the ground with both arms and his right foot, his body suddenly rushed out a few meters away, and then collided with another Japanese.

"boom"

The fire rose into the sky, and the powerful airflow mixed with bullets rage, gravel, soil, and sorghum branches and leaves fell down.

Several Japanese were lifted into the sky by powerful airflow, and Japanese observers were also lifted up by the waves sweeping over by several meters away again.

After a while, the Japanese soldiers slowly raised their heads and shook their dizzy heads.

Looking back, the military uniform ignited by the high temperature of more than 2,000 degrees caused by the explosion was lit up, and several broken corpses were scattered around him, and his heart, liver, spleen, intestines and stomach flowed all over the floor.

"Puff" The soldier's throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes immediately turned blood red.

"Baga! The eighth Route Army, if you don't tear you into pieces, I won't call you Panasonic..."

call out...

A bullet suddenly penetrated into his eye socket. It is estimated that when he goes to hell, he will become a lonely ghost with resentment...

Dada da... Dada da... Bang bang...

The gunshots stopped quickly after a short and dense momentum.

Twist...

The mutely beaten machine gun rang again.

The Japanese deputy shooter took over the machine gun and fired again.

Bang...

The Japanese deputy shooter who was shooting wildly was shooting, tilting to the ground.

The blue gauze tent under the stars and moonlight was pitch black, and under the night sky, it looked like a monster with bloody mouths, and the Japanese were killed every moment.

Almost every few gunshots, a Japanese devil will be ruthlessly devoured by the night.

Attacking in the dark is completely a matter of not taking the lives of the elite seriously.

Finally, some Japanese could not bear this pressure and couldn't help but sing loudly: "Retreat! Retreat!!!"

He ran desperately in the green gauze tent with the bullets behind him, and the sound of gunfire behind him followed like ghosts.

From time to time, the Japanese were caught up by bullets...

The invincible Japanese men finally understood the fear of being chased by bullets when they ran away.

There is no way to stop, stopping is death...

There is no way to stop it, and the bullet will penetrate the body before the muzzle is turned.

It is not possible to lie on the ground. Those squad guns in the hands of the eighth Route Army can be fired continuously, so they will not hesitate to re-enable the guns.

The two sides are too close, and the despicable Eighth Route Army does not talk about martial ethics and does not give warriors who are good at fighting bayonets the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand combat.

Once upon a time, this scene that belonged to the highlight of the Imperial Army was adjusted.

The number of Japanese soldiers being hunted decreased one by one.

The escaped Japanese devils were invincible and completely lost their direction in the green gauze tent.

...

The sound of gunfire exploded continuously.

Yang Crazy Man leaned his waist and circled around the Japanese. Suddenly, he heard a sound of heavy objects smashing the groin pole and colliding with the ground around him.

"There is a grenade!" He did not hesitate at all, and did not even dare to lift the rifle. He jumped up from the ground and jumped forward, leaping forward.

boom...

A loud bang rang behind him.

I felt like I had a shadow bit on my back, and then a pain came...

He knew in his heart that he was hurt!

At this time, he could not tolerate too much noise, so he quickly shook his head and a burst of sand and soil rose from his military cap.

The eyes that were fascinated by the dust suddenly felt a flash of cold light ahead.

He quickly raised his hand and grabbed the barrel of the rifle that the Japanese in front stabbed with a bayonet.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The Japanese rushing over didn't expect that Yang Crazy's reaction was so fast, and raised his knee and hit Yang Crazy's head.

Yang Fengzi turned around and avoided it, pulled the barrel of the gun he grabbed in his hand back, and sat on the ground and kicked it between the Japanese legs.

Bang...

The hard military boots collided with the Japanese identity, and the sound of egg shattering...

The three Japanese teams who were fumbled over, the Japanese in the arrow position did not expect that the other party could even kick his eggs to pieces while sitting on the ground.

The Japanese who followed the left wing behind pointed the muzzle of the rifle at Yang Qianzi's body.

Bang...Crack...Bang...

The big dog followed Yang Fengzi, and the four rings of horses in his hand almost kept ringing.

The speed of pulling the bolt to pull the shell out of the bullet was so fast that it made people think that the person holding the semi-automatic rifle in his hand!

A Japanese man on the flank was shot and fell to the ground first.

Another Japanese man was shot but was not injured in a vital part. After losing his rifle, he still stood and shook...

The bullets fired from the big dog in a hurry did not kill the two Japanese on the spot.

Unfortunately, I fired three bullets before, and at this time I fired two shots, and the bullet bay was empty...

It was a few meters away from the Japanese. The big dog jumped up on the spot, intending to stab the Japanese with a rifle muzzle...

The distance is wrongly judged in the dark, a little bit short of...

After a normal person is shot, it is almost impossible to have the power to fight again.

The invincible Japanese in the world are naturally different. The Japanese standing and shaking Japanese saw the other party rushing over and fell in front of him.

I quickly took off the grenade hanging on my chest and smashed it directly on the helmet above my head, as if I wanted to pull two pads before my death...

"There are grenades!" Yang Fengzi, who had just wiped his eyes on the ground, saw the Japanese's grenades smashing, quickly leaned back and held his back on the ground, kicking his legs from the ground against the Japanese's legs that were smashing the grenades' cap.

The two were really close to each other, so they kicked the Japanese straight away.

With a terrible crack, the Japanese figure flew out.

He hit a groin pole hard and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!