The three Japanese did not retreat again this time, squatting on the ground and shooting at the black shadows, constantly changing positions. After a few gunshots, the Eighth Route Army fell a few times, and the rest were still charging, and the running Eighth Route Army fired in a mess.

Unfortunately, I found that the Eighth Route Army was too late, so I took off the only grenade and threw it into the team attacking in the dark. With the grenade explosion, the Eighth Route Army, who was not afraid of death, had already rushed towards me and fell into the siege.

There were not many Eighth Route Army soldiers coming up around, and there were about ten, both sides moving. With the sound of bullets breaking through the air, they all missed a single shot. As the distance became closer, the black holes of the Eighth Route Army soldiers flashed occasionally. They first discovered the Eighth Route Army soldiers coming up on both wings. They shot bullets in the gun and had no time to press the bullets into the gun. They shouted and faced the team in the dark.

The Eighth Route Army, who was shooting against the Japanese in the front, lit a torch and started charging.

Three torches illuminated the wilderness, scattered like a black line, rushing towards the Japanese.

The Japanese who rushed towards the darkness with a rifle was not at all ambiguous. In the faint light of the torch in the distance, they rushed to the front of the platoon leader Wang who was running in front, and there was a sprint.

Platoon leader Wang looked at the Japanese rushing towards him with a gloomy expression. When the bayonet was about to reach in front of him, he flashed suddenly. The old sleeve in his hand suddenly raised and pulled up. The gun body collided with each other, making a dull collision sound. The bayonets on the muzzles of both sides flashed cold light in the dark night.

The eighth-way leader behind them rushed up, which made the Japanese feel scared. They turned left and rushed forward, changed direction, and the bayonet slid along the long spear of the platoon Wang, turning into a sprint again, and the target became a warrior behind the platoon Wang.

The sharp bayonet was about to reach a warrior's chest. The warrior's attempt to block was obviously slower. The Japanese face was grim. The level of the 8th Route Army's thorns was far inferior.

Bang, a gunshot.

The bullet shot into the Japanese chest at close range.

The Japanese trembled backwards and screamed strangely. He found that the eighth-way bayonet that had blocked him had reached his chest. He wanted to block it, but after being shot, he lost his due strength and watched the bayonet break into his chest.

Turning his head and watching the torches shine in the dark night, the muzzle in the hand of a female Eighth Route Army still emitting smoke.

The eighth Route Army pulled the bayonet back, and the Japanese began to spray blood out of their chests. He couldn't help but let out another strange cry. He threw down his rifle and tried his best to hold his wound with both hands, piercing his lungs. He whispered in his mouth: Despicable...

The soldier was sweating in a cold sweat and fought from the gate of hell. Unexpectedly, the Japanese reacted so quickly. Fortunately, Su Qing's shot accurately hit the Japanese. The bullet wiped Li's shoulder and hit the Japanese. He couldn't help but throw a grateful look.

After screaming and muttering, the Japanese knelt on the ground, slowly fell, and twitched for a while before stopping moving.

The smell of blood filled the air.

The thrilling scene made everyone thrilling and couldn't speak for a long time.

After a while, the two Japanese who dodged the bullets were back to their backs, facing the surroundings of about ten eighth-way black holes.

At such a critical moment, the Japanese finally felt a little regretful. If they stopped when they were better, maybe they wouldn't be like this. Now they can only fight to the death and preserve their dignity as a warrior!

Su Qing calmly said to Fang Qiang next to him: "Tell them, put down their weapons and surrender, and surrender their guns and refuse to kill them!"

"Ah?" Xu Qiang shot and killed a Japanese devil at Su Qingcai, but now he asked him to tell the Japanese that he would not kill him. He felt very confused.

It was better to just speak Japanese to the Japanese in a fluent manner.

In the eyes of the Japanese, the imperial soldiers were open and upright on the battlefield and were very ashamed of this woman's despicable means! The battle with the Eighth Route Army, who had never had much combat effectiveness, was at a disadvantage, but it did not hinder his arrogance.

How can the brave and invincible imperial soldiers be compared with these inferior troops? How is it possible to surrender?

"The Imperial soldiers only died on the battlefield, but there are no cowards who surrender!" So his tone of replies was filled with indignation: "I want to duel with you!"

Xu Qiang coldly translated the Japanese bird songs.

After saying that, he walked to the side of the rifle beside the dead Japanese, picked up the rifle with his toes, took it with both hands, used a gun flower, pulled the rifle in his hand for a while before he said, "I can meet your requirements!"

The Japanese forced their hearts to calm down and said, "Now, are you ready?"

Xu Qiang looked at the devil and suddenly smiled and said, "From the day you stood on the land of China, you and your Emperor should die together!"

The devil's eyes suddenly showed an angry look and insulted the Emperor. Now, even if he was asked to die immediately, he would still kill the shameless guy in front of him!

He screamed and rushed over with a rifle. While rushing over, he held the gun body with both hands and sank the gun body. He was about to rush to the young man in front of him and raised the tip of the knife higher. With the momentum of rushing forward, the bayonet rushed towards Xu Qiang's lower abdomen.

Xu Qiang has been dealing with the Japanese on the plains. He was practicing martial arts for a while and saw many crimes committed by the Japanese. There were many Japanese traitors killed.

The Japanese who did not put down their guns could not be considered prisoners. They looked at the Japanese's thrust with contempt, shook their rifles, and used force to their feet, rubbed their straw sandals on the ground, and took a step left in place to avoid the Japanese's frontal attack.

Bo, the Japanese rifle shot out a bullet.

It is said that the Japanese will retreat and fight for thorns, but not all the Japanese will follow the dogma.

At least this is the case with the Japanese in front of him. The bullets at close range could not be avoided at all. Fortunately, Xu Qiang moved sideways just now, and the bullet hit Xu Qiang's arm.

The gunshots shocked the audience around them.

The soldier holding the gun was a little hesitant because there was a Japanese man standing in the middle, and his comrades were opposite him.

Without directly firing, five or six bayonets rushed towards another Japanese man who was still the audience.

Xu Qiang was knocked to the ground, and the huge pain in the wound was directly covered by anger and hatred. When he fell to the ground, he aimed the rifle and bayonet at the Japanese. The Japanese who fired the gun smiled sinisterly. By the moment he borrowed from Xu Qiang, he rolled forward and rushed out of the encirclement.

I have to say that there were too few people from the Eighth Route Army surrounding the Japanese. The three Japanese were originally divided into two and stood far away. The Eighth Route Army kept a certain distance from the Japanese, but they didn't expect that the Japanese's goal was not a duel at all, and he just wanted to run away.

The Japanese used all his best tactics and finally broke through the siege of the Eighth Route Army.

Turn left and right on the ground, get up and spread your legs and run away.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers next to them were shocked for a moment. They didn't expect the Japanese to want to run away in such a situation.

The muzzle was aimed at the figure far away from the torch, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The Japanese didn't know why they calculated so clearly. When the soldiers were shooting, they rushed forward again, rolled forward, and ran away again.

Bang, another gunshot was heard, and Su Qing shot the figure. Maybe her marksmanship was not very good, maybe she rarely used a pistol, and the bullet hit the Japanese back shoulder and staggered, but did not stop.

Only then did the soldiers remember to chase after him, and gunfire sounded loudly for a moment, and the remaining bullets were no longer needed to be retained.

The enemy had already hidden into the darkness and a flash of light appeared. Su Qing's shot did not cause much damage to the enemy.

The last remaining Japanese man felt that he had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. Five or six bayonets were flying in front of him, and he screamed and pushed his gun around to block the stabbing.

Finally, the sound of a bayonet entering the flesh came, and the sound of the military uniform being cut open, the huge pain finally came and I could no longer stand firm.

The blood-red eyes looked at the shaking bayonets around the world, and the torches were shaking. The black faces of the eighth party could not see clearly in the faint light.

I know I can't escape death.

The female Eighth Route Army covered her lower abdomen and quarreled with another Eighth Route Army in pain, and could not understand the content of her quarrel with him.

Death is not terrible, the feeling of waiting for death is terrible!

Finally, the Japanese could not bear the pressure and barely pulled the rifle back, removed the bayonet from the muzzle, and stabbed it into the abdomen with one knife.

The soldiers around him stopped bayonets on the front and backs of the Japanese chests and sighed lightly. In their opinion, the Japanese were now dead, and there was no need to discuss whether to leave prisoners with the platoon leader.

Finally, I let go of my nervous heart. The two chasing soldiers came back and supported each other, and it seemed that there was another wounded soldier.

The enemy was obviously injured, but he could not pursue it in the dark!

The soldiers who came back looked at the Japanese on the ground and were still sitting on the ground and moaning, with a 38-step military sting in their abdomen.

The wounded soldier who was being helped, listened to Su Qing's policy of educating the Eighth Route Army to preferential treatment of prisoners, and was very anxious. He pushed away his comrades who helped him, quickly snatched the rifle from his comrades, held it backwards, turned around sharply, and used the rotating waist force to push the rifle backwards, and the buttstock hit the Japanese head hard.

With a "bang", the Japanese head broke and fell to the ground to bloom. The brain mass that was overflowing from the scalp mixed with blood flowed all over the floor!

The body is still twitching rapidly.

(End of this chapter)

Old Qin took a deep breath of cigarette and choked: "Hey, what's wrong with smoking a bag of cigarettes?"

"Can't you start reading a little while? You can read a fewer cigarettes." Secretary Zheng stopped the pen in his hand and covered his nose and raised his head, frowned.

On the broken table, Commander Lu stared at Lao Qin fiercely, then looked around, glanced at him, swept over the propaganda officer Song, paused, and finally landed at the door.

"Oh, don't look at me. I'm smoking at the door. It won't be a problem. What's the starting point? I can't read." Uncle Niu knocked the ashes in his broken pipe awkwardly.

"His grandma, uh? Did I see the pirated version getting in the way of you?"

"What the hell is said!"

Gao Yidao was so happy that he couldn't stop talking. Seeing Jiulian's internal fight, he felt comfortable all over: "Hey, are you having a meeting?"

The girl's little braid immediately burst into tears: "Shameless, go back to the book?"

"Oh... you are a smoky person who is immoral, isn't it amazing?" Gao Yidao stood up and prepared to go back to the book to find the Japanese to fight for bayonets.
Chapter completed!