"kill!"
In front of the two armies, the sound of killing was loud.
This is a brutal hand-to-hand combat.
The Type 38 rifles of the Neon Army soldiers with bayonets were nearly 1.7 meters long, and their sharp bayonets stabbed the Sichuan Army soldiers who were rushing over.
"Chi"
"Chi"
Inch long and strong, several Sichuan soldiers who rushed to the front were stabbed by bayonets in an instant.
Their blood immediately dyed the foreign land red...
"Kill those melon rinds!"
"Kill the turtle to death!"
The Sichuan soldiers at the back looked like crazy tigers. They faced the bayonet without dodging and kept moving forward.
Compared with the Neon Army's neat fights, the Sichuan Army's fighting methods are more wild.
They are not limited to white knives going in and red knives going out.
When the Sichuan Army brothers were hedging between the two sides, they estimated the distance and began to throw grenades. They first bombed a group of neon troops. When they got close, they opened fire whenever they had the chance.
The Sichuan Army's broken guns are inferior to the Type 38 in terms of penetration, range and accuracy, but their power at close range is greater than the Type 38.
Immediately in front of the battle was a mill of flesh and blood, with blood flying everywhere, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh could be heard one after another.
There were occasional gunshots and grenade explosions.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty did not join the hand-to-hand combat group this time.
The two led a reinforced platoon of Sichuan Army soldiers as they weaved through the cotton fields...
Their target was the Neon Army infantry artillery position one kilometer away.
Occasionally, if you encounter one or two lone Neon Army soldiers, you can fight them with more and less, and you can quickly solve them by cooperating with each other.
"Faster!"
Ma Xiaoguang urged everyone, but his footsteps did not stop.
It only took everyone less than ten minutes to cover these two miles, and soon the Neon Army's artillery position appeared on the edge of the cotton field.
This is an artillery squad belonging to a brigade.
The team has a total of 55 people, including a team headquarters of 10 people, an ammunition squad of 15 people, and two artillery squads of 15 people each.
An artillery squad is equipped with two 70mm Type 92 infantry guns.
Ma Xiaoguang ordered the brothers: "I will lead a squad to charge forward, while Fatty and Platoon Leader Wang will lead the other brothers to outflank them.
You kill the team headquarters first, and then create an ammunition squad. Use knives and guns as much as possible. Once the grenades explode and the artillery shells explode, everyone will be cleared..."
He has the highest military rank here, so of course he can only listen to him. The fat man and the platoon leader Wang Daming glanced at him, gritted their teeth and continued to go sideways with the two squads of soldiers.
"Brothers, copy the guys and steal the gunpowder (weapons) from the Japanese!"
Ma Xiaoguang's eyes were red, and he ordered in a deep voice to the Sichuan Army brothers beside him.
The soldiers nodded one after another and polished the swords in their hands again with their sleeves or military uniforms.
"rush!"
Ma Xiaoguang shouted and rushed out like an arrow from a string.
The distance was less than 100 meters, which was the shooting blind spot of the 92 Infantry Artillery. When the Japs running around on the position reacted, Ma Xiaoguang and twelve Sichuan Army soldiers had already appeared in front of them!
"kill!"
Ma Xiaoguang raised his knife with both hands and struck a sergeant on the head.
"Crack!"
The sword flashed, blood spurted out, and the sergeant fell to the ground.
After a moment, the sound of "clicking" continued to sound.
The artillerymen of the Neon Army were caught off guard, and seven or eight people fell immediately.
Ma Xiaoguang, who was ready to kill, heard a "bang" gunshot before he could turn around and fight again.
At this moment, a short soldier from the Sichuan Army suddenly stood in front of Ma Xiaoguang and fell down immediately.
After a closer look, it turned out that the sergeant of another neon artillery squad a little further away had already reacted, raised his pistol and fired at Ma Xiaoguang.
If it weren't for this brother, Commander Ma would probably have just received the box lunch.
The other Neon Army artillerymen had also recovered, and they picked up pistols, artillery knives and other weapons and began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Sichuan Army.
The artillery of the Neon Army is not equipped with as many rifles as the infantry. Using artillery knives and large blades to fight is obviously a disadvantage in terms of weapons.
However, these Neon Army artillerymen still started a trapped beast fight, and with their superior numbers, they were able to fight hard against the Sichuan Army soldiers even though they did not have the weapons at their disposal.
But these Sichuan army brothers who followed Ma Xiaoguang are not ordinary soldiers.
They were originally the guard of the 20th Army Commander Yang Sen, which was a guard platoon.
Many people are from gangster backgrounds, and fighting and physical combat have been commonplace since they were young.
Seeing the Japanese soldiers stubbornly resisting, the brothers in the Sichuan Army also became angry and attacked them with various moves.
Slash with a machete, throw, punch in the eye, bite with teeth...
Various unexpected moves with unexpectedly good effects.
The two sides were fighting fiercely, but they heard intensive gunfire from behind.
"Brothers! Fatty and the others have succeeded!"
Ma Xiaoguang shouted quickly.
This time the morale of the Sichuan army brothers was greatly boosted.
Everyone rose up and continued to fight with the Japanese on the battlefield. The offensive and defensive momentum gradually reversed, and the balance of victory began to tilt towards the Sichuan Army...
Half an hour later, Fatty and Platoon Leader Wang also came to the artillery position with a group of Sichuan soldiers covered in blood.
"The Japs squad leader was killed by me!"
Platoon leader Wang took a handful of ribs and said to Ma Xiaoguang quite proudly.
"Is there anyone who can fire a cannon?"
Ma Xiaoguang nodded to Platoon Leader Wang and asked the Sichuan Army brothers.
"Sir, my name is Zhang Sanxing. I used to be an artilleryman..."
A veteran of the Sichuan Army with a painted face raised his hand and reported.
Ma Xiaoguang ordered to Zhang Sanxing: "Okay, you take ten brothers, adjust the muzzle, and fire at the back of the Japanese. Don't shoot too far. If you go too far, they will reach our side..."
"It doesn't need to be too accurate, just about right. The main thing is that the movement needs to be loud!"
Zhang Sanxing called ten brothers and took the order to leave.
Ma Xiaoguang suddenly found that everything around him was empty!
It turned out that there were less than twenty people left on his side. Apart from cleaning the battlefield and serving as guards, there were only Fatty, Platoon Leader Wang and two other soldiers.
Surrounded by the corpses of soldiers from both armies, an artillery squad of the Neon Army was completely wiped out.
More than half of the brothers in the Sichuan Army left their lives on this land.
To be able to achieve such an exchange ratio is already amazing!
"boom!"
The 92nd Infantry Artillery fired, not towards the Sichuan Army's position, but towards the back of the Neon Army infantry.
Although Zhang Sanxing was an artilleryman, he was not familiar with the operation of the 92 Infantry Cannon he had just received, so this shot was also a blast.
But just with this sound, the line of the 3rd Division of the Neon Army loosened...
The morale of the Sichuan army on the other side of the position was greatly boosted, and they rushed towards the Neon Army position without risking their lives.
In the end, the Emperor's warriors were no match for Bashu's Pao Ge, and the Neon Army gradually began to retreat.
"boom"
At this time, there was a loud noise, but it was not the sound of cannons, but the sound of thunder.
Heavy raindrops fell one after another, and the neon army's retreat turned into a rout, with the heavy rain pouring down thousands of miles.
The Sichuan troops wearing straw sandals had an advantage at this time. The muddy cotton fields were as familiar to them as the field roads in their hometown.
The 804th Regiment of the Sichuan Army pursued them all the way.
In the afternoon of the same day, Chen Jiaxing regained his position.
However, the fierce battle has just begun.
