"Boom...boom..."
The Japanese were getting closer and closer, and they had already determined the exact location of the sharpshooter through the sound of gunfire. The grenadier soldiers accompanying the attacking team continued to fire grenades at the top of the ridge. Several sharpshooters failed to move their positions in time and were killed by bombs.
Huang Yu moved positions more and more frequently. At first, he could fire three shots in one position, but now he had to change positions every time he fired.
Although it is troublesome, it is safe and worry-free.
Kong Jie was multitasking, keeping an eye on the little Japanese in front of the formation, seizing the best opportunity for his troops to counterattack, and observing Huang Yu with his peripheral vision.
Seeing that the crater where he had just fired was instantly covered by a rain of grenades from the Japanese army, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, fearing that Huang Yu would not be able to move in time and be killed.
The result was a false alarm every time.
Just as his heart started to rise, Huang Yu's shooting figure happened to appear in other craters, which made Kong Jie feel like he was on a roller coaster, with ups and downs.
As for Huang Yu's performance just now, he could only describe it with four words: "very satisfied".
In less than five minutes, more than fifteen Japanese died in his hands, almost all of them experienced combat commanders, sergeants, and squad leaders...
If these Japs were allowed to live to participate in the next close combat, the independent regiment might not be able to kill them even if it lost an infantry platoon.
The price Huang Yu paid was only a dozen bullets.
A thought suddenly came to my mind: I could make a lot of money by recruiting Huang Yu as a guard!
I also have more and more admiration for the sacrificed political commissar. Huang Yu was trained and educated by him. I didn’t expect that he would bring out such a powerful soldier in just a few years!
"Snapped……"
Huang Yu, who rolled to another crater, pulled the trigger again, and the Japanese team leader who had rushed sixty meters away fell down at the sound.
The distance between the two sides was too close. Kong Jie held up the telescope and could clearly see the unwilling expression of the Japanese team leader before his death.
If the top of his head hadn't been completely covered by the heavy machine gun bullets fired by the Japanese, he would have jumped up from the crater in excitement.
Including the results of other sharpshooters, the more than two hundred Japs have been reduced by thirty or forty people. The Japs who were killed were basically veteran elites and low-level officers.
With this result as a foundation, Kong Jie is obviously more confident in the next close combat.
He took out the cannon from the box, turned on the safety, aimed it at the two Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, open fire, hit me hard!"
"Click, click, click..." The two remaining light machine guns of the second battalion were the first to join the battle, followed by more than a hundred rifles.
The Japanese were very vigilant. As soon as the gunfire on the ridge became louder, they would lie down and raise their guns to fight back.
The sudden firepower still took the lives of nearly twenty Japanese soldiers.
After killing more than a dozen Japs in the crossfire, more than two hundred soldiers from the Second Battalion and the Guard Company decisively fought their way out of the mountain ridge, heading towards the Japs like a tidal wave.
The squadron leader led by the Japs did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would still have the strength to launch a counterattack against him.
He was a very fanatical warrior, and the words "retreat before battle" had never occurred to him. He raised his command sword and pointed forward, shouting: "All of you, bayonets on, kill the Eighth Route Army that is counterattacking us. Kill them!"
He climbed up from the ground, held the command knife tightly in both hands, and headed straight for Kong Jie.
The squadron was very confident in its fighting ability and did not take ordinary Eighth Route Army soldiers seriously. It glanced at its opponents and focused on the Eighth Route Army cadres equipped with pistols.
Kong Jie holds a box cannon in one hand and a ghost-headed sword in the other. He is full of murderous intent. You can tell at a glance that he has extraordinary skills.
Kong Jie also stared at the Japanese squadron leader who carried the rank of captain on his shoulders, and without hesitation raised his ghost-headed sword and rushed towards him. The wounds on his arms had long been forgotten by the stimulation of blood.
Huang Yu fired while charging, hoping to kill a few more Japs before the two sides came into contact.
Seeing that Kong Jie was injured and went to fight against the Japanese captain, who was obviously an expert, he quickly put away his gun and rushed to help. He put the bayonet on the rifle while running, and he was very anxious.
He always kept in mind what Zhang Dabiao said in the drama "Bright Sword": "The Independent Regiment and Honda United fought an encounter in Cangyunling. The political commissar died and the regiment leader Kong Jie was seriously injured.
After traveling through time, I tried my best to change these two endings, but in the end the political commissar still died.
As expected, most of Kong Jie's serious injuries were caused by the Japanese captain in front of him.
Now that I am staying by Kong Jie's side, I can't do anything to make this happen.
"Bangdang..."
The Guitou broadsword in Kong Jie's hand collided head-on with the command knife held by the Jaap squadron leader, making a crisp metallic collision sound.
Kong Jie's arm was injured and he could not use all his strength. After the ghost's sword was blocked by the Japanese, he took three steps back before stopping.
A look of solemnity immediately appeared on his face, and his heart skipped a beat, realizing that he had encountered a tough situation today, and he might end up explaining it here.
The Japanese Lieutenant Squadron Leader's face was full of excitement. He had already felt that the opponent was extraordinary in the fight just now, but his arm was injured and he could not fight with all his strength.
As long as you grasp the opportunity well, you will definitely be able to kill your opponent here today.
He decisively raised his command sword and continued to charge towards Kong Jie without giving him a chance to relax.
"Bangdang..."
Kong Jie took four steps back before blocking the Japanese's full blow. The tiger's mouth holding the broadsword was numbed by the shock, and the solemn expression on his face became more and more serious.
"kill……"
The Japanese squadron leader raised his command sword again and launched a third attack.
Kong Jie secretly screamed in his heart that it was terrible and tried his best to block the knife.
But I felt vaguely in my heart: It would be difficult to block the knife in front of me smoothly.
"kill……"
At this moment, Huang Yu's cry of killing suddenly rang in his ears, and a figure quickly sprang out from his side, even faster than a leopard.
He held a rifle with a bayonet in his hand, but he did not block the third knife from the Japanese. Instead, he thrust forward hard, and the sharp bayonet reached the Japanese's abdomen.
If the opponent didn't immediately put away his sword and retreat, he would definitely be stabbed through by Huang Yu.
The Japanese squadron leader was very angry.
When he was about to eliminate his opponent, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and stabbed himself in the stomach with his bayonet.
The squadron leader is not afraid of death, but he does not want to lose his life by killing an Eighth Route Army soldier.
He believed in his own skills and commanding ability. Even if he was really going to die, he would still recruit more than a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers to back him up.
Seeing the bayonet getting closer and closer to his abdomen, he retreated decisively, swung his command knife and slashed hard at the rifle, temporarily saving his life.
There are gains and there are losses.
After avoiding Huang Yu's fatal blow, his figure and pace naturally became chaotic.
Huang Yu put on a posture of "Kill you while you are sick" and continued to thrust forward with his bayonet...
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