The three Japs did not withdraw their ammunition this time. They squatted on the ground and fired at the shadows, constantly changing their positions. After a few gunshots, a few of the Eighth Route Army fell down, while the rest were still charging. The running Eighth Route Army fired randomly.
Unfortunately, it was too late to discover the Eighth Route Army. He took off the only grenade late and threw it at the attacking team in the darkness. As the grenade exploded, the Eighth Route Army, who was not afraid of death, had already rushed closer and was surrounded.
There were not many Eight Route Army soldiers coming up from all around, maybe a dozen, and the positions of both sides were moving. Amidst the sound of bullets piercing the air, none of them actually missed. As the distance got closer, there were occasional flashes from the muzzles of the Eight Route Army soldiers' black holes. The two wings were first spotted. The Japs who came up from the eighth route emptied their guns and were hit by bullets. They had no time to press bullets into the guns, so they drew their guns and shouted towards the team in the darkness.
The Eighth Route Army, who were facing off against the Japanese, lit their torches and began to charge.
Three torches illuminated the wilderness, spread out like a black line, and rushed towards the Japanese.
The Japanese who charged into the darkness with their rifles were unambiguous. Under the faint light of distant torches, they rushed in front of Platoon Commander Wang who was running at the front and made a sudden thrust.
Platoon leader Wang looked at the Japanese man charging over with a gloomy expression. When the bayonet was about to reach him, he suddenly dodged, and the old sleeve in his hand suddenly rose up and was pulled out. The gun barrels collided with each other, making a dull impact. The bayonets on the muzzles of both sides flashed coldly in the dark night.
Several soldiers from the Eighth Route Army behind them came up with their guns drawn. The Japanese were frightened by the sight. They turned to the left and rushed forward. They changed directions. The bayonet slid along the barrel of the platoon leader's gun and turned into a thrust again. The target became the person behind the platoon leader. A warrior.
The sharp bayonet was about to reach the chest of a soldier. The soldier wanted to block, but was obviously a beat slower. The Japanese had a sinister smile on his face, and the level of stabbing was too far behind.
Bang, a gunshot.
The bullet penetrated the Japs chest at close range.
The Japanese trembled backwards and screamed strangely. He found that the eight-way bayonet he had blocked with him earlier had reached his chest. He wanted to block it. After being shot, he lost the power he deserved. He watched the bayonet helplessly. Burst into his chest.
Turning his head, he looked at the muzzle of a female Eighth Route Army soldier still emitting smoke under the light of torches in the dark night.
The Eighth Route Army withdrew the bayonet, and blood began to spurt out from the Japs' chest. He couldn't help but scream again, dropped his rifle, and desperately tried to press his wounds with both hands, which pierced his lungs. He murmured something like a bird in his mouth: despicable... .
The soldier broke into a cold sweat and turned around from the gate of hell. He didn't expect the Japanese to react so quickly. Fortunately, Su Qing's shot hit the Japanese accurately. The bullet grazed Li's shoulder and hit the Japanese. He couldn't help but throw it over and be grateful. eyes.
After the Japanese screamed and muttered, he knelt on the ground and slowly fell over. He twitched for a while and then stopped moving.
The smell of blood filled the air.
The thrilling scene shocked everyone and left them speechless for a long time.
After a while, the two Japanese who were dodging bullets stood back to back, facing the gun muzzles surrounded by a dozen black holes.
At such a critical juncture, the Japanese finally felt some regret in their hearts. If they had given in when they saw fit, maybe this would not be the case. Now they only plan to fight to the death to preserve their dignity as a warrior!
Su Qing calmly said to the man next to him: "Tell them to put down their weapons and surrender, and hand over their guns without killing!"
"Huh?" Xu Qiang didn't understand that Su Qing had shot and killed a Japanese soldier, but now he was asked to tell the Japanese soldier to surrender his gun and not kill him.
Or simply speak Japanese that is not too fluent to the Japanese.
Regarding the scene just now, in the eyes of the Japanese, the imperial soldiers were honest and upright on the battlefield, and they were not ashamed of this woman's despicable methods! He was at a disadvantage in the battle with the Eighth Route Army, which had never had much fighting power, but it did not hinder his arrogance.
How can the heroic and invincible imperial soldiers be compared with these inferior troops? Surrender, how is it possible?
"Imperial soldiers can only die in battle, not cowards who surrender!" So his reply was full of indignation: "I want to duel with you!"
Xu Qiang coldly translated the Japanese bird language.
After saying that, he walked to the rifle next to the dead Japanese man, picked up the rifle with his toes, took it with both hands, made a gun show, pulled the bolt of the rifle in his hand, checked it and played with it for a while. , then said: "I can satisfy your request!"
The Japanese forced himself to calm down and said, "Now, are you ready?"
Xu Qiang looked at the Japanese, suddenly smiled and said, "From the day you stand on Chinese soil, you and your emperor should die together!"
The devil's eyes suddenly showed a look of rage, and he insulted the emperor. Now, even if he were to die immediately, he would kill this shameless guy in front of him!
With a loud shout, he rushed over with his rifle raised. As he rushed over, he held the gun body with both hands and sank the gun body, preparing to raise the tip of the knife higher when he rushed in front of the young man in front of him. , the bayonet rushed towards Xu Qiang's abdomen.
Xu Qiang has been dealing with the Japs on the plains. He has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and he has seen many crimes committed by the Japs, and has killed many Japs and traitors.
The Japs who did not put down their guns were not considered prisoners. They looked at the Japs' thrusts with disdain. The rifles swung sideways, their feet exerted force, their straw sandals rubbed against the ground, and they took a step to the left to avoid the Japs' frontal attack.
Bang, the Japanese rifle fired a bullet.
It is said that the Japs will retreat their bullets before stabbing, but not all Japs will follow the doctrine.
At least that was the case for the Japs in front of him. It was impossible to dodge bullets at close range. Fortunately, Xu Qiang moved laterally and the bullet hit Xu Qiang's arm.
The sound of gunshots shocked the surrounding audience.
The soldier holding the gun hesitated because there was a Japanese soldier standing in the middle and his comrade opposite.
There was no direct fire, but five or six bayonets were charged at another Japanese who was still in the audience.
Xu Qiang was knocked to the ground, and the severe pain of the wound was directly covered by his anger and hatred. When he fell to the ground, he pointed his rifle and bayonet at the Japs. The Japs who fired had a sinister smile on their faces, and took advantage of Xu Qiang's advantage. At this moment, he rolled forward and rushed out of the encirclement.
It has to be said that there were too few people from the Eighth Route Army surrounding the Japs. The three Japs were originally divided into two and stood far away. The Eighth Route Army kept a certain distance from the Japs, but they did not expect that the Japs' goal was not a duel at all, he just wanted to run away. .
The Japanese used their best tactics and finally broke through the Eighth Route Army siege.
He rolled left and right on the ground, got up and ran away.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers on the side were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that the Japanese would still want to run away in such a situation.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the figure in the darkness far away from the torch, bang bang bang...
The Japanese didn't know why he calculated so clearly. Just when the soldiers fired, he jumped forward again, rolled forward, and ran away again.
Bang, there was another gunshot, and Su Qing aimed at the figure and fired. Maybe her marksmanship was not very good, maybe she had rarely used a pistol. The bullet hit the devil's back shoulder, and he staggered. Didn't stop.
Only then did the soldiers think of pursuing the chase. There was a loud burst of gunfire, and there was no need to save the remaining bullets.
The enemy had already disappeared 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 soldier felt that he had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. Five or six bayonets were flying in front of him. He shouted and drew his gun to block the random stabbings.
Finally, the sound of bayonets entering flesh was heard, along with the sound of military uniforms being sliced open. Huge pain finally came, and I could no longer stand firm.
With blood-red eyes, he looked at the bright bayonets and swaying torches all around, and the dark faces of the eight soldiers could not be seen clearly in the weak light.
Knowing that he was destined to die.
The female Balu was holding her belly and arguing with another Balu in some pain. She couldn't understand the content of her argument with him.
Death is not scary, the feeling of waiting to die is scary!
Finally, the Japanese couldn't stand the pressure and reluctantly pulled the rifle back, removed the bayonet from the muzzle, and stabbed it into the abdomen.
The surrounding soldiers put their bayonets on the Japanese soldier's chest and back, and sighed softly. In their opinion, this Japanese soldier was now a dead man. There was no need to discuss the argument between Officer Su and the platoon leader about whether to keep prisoners.
Finally letting go of their nervousness, the two pursuing soldiers came back, supporting each other, and it looked like there was another wounded soldier.
The enemy was obviously injured, but he couldn't pursue him in the dark!
The soldiers who came back saw the Japs still sitting on the ground groaning, with a 38-step military thorn stuck in their abdomen.
The injured soldier who was being supported felt anxious after hearing that Su Qing was educating the Eighth Route Army on the policy of preferential treatment of prisoners. He pushed away his comrade who was supporting him, quickly snatched the rifle from his comrade's hand, held it upside down, turned around sharply, and used the power of his spinning waist to Pulling the rifle back, the butt of the rifle hit the Japs hard on the head.
With a "bang", the devil's head cracked and he fell to the ground. The brain that spilled out of the scalp was mixed with blood and flowed all over the floor!
The body was still twitching violently.
Lao Qin took a puff of cigarette and choked a little: "Hey, what's wrong with smoking a bag of cigarettes?"
"Can't you read a book at next o'clock? You can read ten or twenty chapters even if you don't smoke a pack of cigarettes." Director Zheng stopped the pen in his hand, covered his nose and raised his head, frowning.
Heading up the broken table, Captain Lu gave Lao Qin a hard look, then looked around, his eyes swept over Director Song, paused, and finally landed on the door.
"Oh, don't look at me. I'm smoking at the door. It's not in the way. What's the starting point? I'm illiterate." Uncle Niu awkwardly knocked the ashes from his broken pipe.
"His grandma's, uh... I think piracy is bothering you?..."
"What the hell!"
Gao Yidao was so happy that he couldn't smile from ear to ear. Seeing the internal fighting in Jiulian Company, he felt very comfortable: "Hey, we're in a meeting..."
The girl's pigtails immediately became furious: "You stinky shameless person, go back to the book..."
"Oh... you are so immoral and smoky, how can you be so great..." Gao Yidao stood up, ready to go back to the book to fight with the Japanese for bayonets.
The girl took out her big eyeball and banged it on the table, causing the pot to explode. If this guy doesn't get up and study...
