Volume 4 Chapter 173 Hand-to-hand combat

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Volume 4 Chapter 173 Hand-to-hand combat

This was a brutal hand-to-hand battle, and both sides were furious.

The harsh sound of bayonets clashing, the muffled sound of flesh being stabbed, the screams and roars echoing...

A vanguard battalion of the 113th Division was accidentally surrounded by two battalions of the Empire of the Sun. They had run out of bullets and had no choice but to fight hand-to-hand with the enemy.

The battle in Jinling County fell into a stalemate. The 113th Division went north to prepare to attack Linhai City to cooperate with the battle between the first and second echelons of the National Guard Army.

At this time, in Linhai City, in addition to the Sun Empire garrison, tens of thousands of people from the Zhengyang Sect gathered. They were planning to implement a big plan, but unexpectedly, the 113th Division of Dongshengmen came to their door.

When the situation changed, division leader Liu made a decisive decision and retreated to choose an opportunity to fight again. However, the Sun Empire reserve troops participating in the Jinling County Battle were ordered to intercept and blocked the retreat of the 113th Division to Hero Mountain. The 113th Division had to retreat to Shengshan. Longshan.

The vanguard battalion was surrounded by the enemy just to cover the retreat of the large army.

This is a big melee! The will, courage and fighting skills of soldiers are perfectly combined!

Three Sun Empire fighter jets passed by at low altitude, but the pilot found that the mountains were densely packed with people, and military uniforms of different colors were mixed together, making it impossible to shoot them with machine guns.

The battalion commander of the Pioneer Battalion of the 113th Division in Dongshengmen is Zhang Xianling, who is accustomed to using a broadsword. During the Hupanshan retreat, he was fortunate enough to receive guidance from Bai Fei. At that time, he was still an ordinary soldier. Bai Fei also accidentally saw his sword skills, and he was able to use them with style, and he became interested in talents. He immediately taught Wang Xiaohong's ancestral sword skills to him, and patiently told him some tips on using a broadsword. The trick.

Bai Fei may have forgotten this soldier named Zhang Xianling, but Zhang Xianling will never forget that over the years, his sword skills have become more and more sophisticated, and he has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats on the battlefield. He has also grown from an ordinary soldier to a He is now the commander of the Pioneer Battalion. After all, the time he spent with Bai Fei was too short. The more he practiced his sword skills to the end, the more mysterious and profound he felt, and the more doubts he had. He had been looking forward to receiving Bai Fei's teachings one day. At this time, he had naturally He knew that the other party was the commander of Dongshengmen's famous knife-point special operations team.

It seems that there is no such opportunity!

The cold wind howled, Zhang Xianling took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and tightened the sword in his hand. Opposite him was an officer from the Sun Empire, holding a long knife that was still dripping with blood, staring at him with a pair of gloomy eyes.

The other party is not a good person! Zhang Xianling had just seen him take the lives of three comrades cleanly one after another, so he deliberately stopped him.

The two faced off for a while, and Zhang Xianling suddenly pointed the sword vertically downward, with the blade facing him and the tip of the knife almost touching the ground. Seeing an opportunity, the officer used all his strength to slash at him diagonally.

Zhang Xianling became calmer and calmer. When the opponent's sword was approaching, the sword in his hand suddenly became strong. He used the heavy back of the knife to knock the opponent's sword away. While the opponent was dazed, he pulled the sword diagonally, and a ball of blood immediately came from the opponent. Sprayed out from the neck. He didn't understand what the problem was until his death!

Battalion deputy Zhao Daqiang is a spearman. He is not as lucky as Zhang Xianling to get Bai Fei's guidance. However, his marksmanship is outstanding in the Pioneer Battalion and even the entire 113th Division. He and battalion commander Zhang Xianling often There will be competitions. It is said that heroes cherish each other. Through constant competitions, the two people's martial arts also quickly improved.

As soon as the hand-to-hand combat began, Zhao Daqiang stabbed and killed three people in succession.

He was a soldier of the Sun Empire. When the other soldiers saw him, they knew he was something special. Six or seven of them immediately surrounded him, stabbing him with bayonets in their hands, not letting him catch his breath.

What a great gun Zhao!

He danced the spear in his hand so airtight that the seven opponents couldn't get close at all. Suddenly, the long gun in Zhao's gunman swept around the ground, and the sharp tip of the knife slid across the calves of the seven opponents. The seven opponents were quick to see the opportunity. The tip of the spear only scratched the straps on their legs, but they were still shocked.

Taking advantage of his opponent's daze, Zhao Daqiang suddenly jumped up and pierced the throat of an opponent with his spear. Then he turned his wrist and used the unfinished power of the spear to stab the chest of the opponent next to him.

The remaining five opponents surrounded him again, bayonets in their hands to greet him. At this time, Zhao Daqiang pierced the ground with a spear, and he rose into the air with the spear in his hand. He kicked the heads of the two opponents with a series of kicks. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he pulled hard with one hand, and the head of the gun slammed into the opponent's throat, causing the opponent to turn over and fall with a groan. This is not over yet, Zhao Daqiang is like a swinging pendulum, and then the spear stabs back and pierces the chest of an opponent on the opposite side.

The opponent yelled "Ahhh", and he didn't want the rifle in his hand, and tightly grasped the long gun with both hands.

The last two opponents immediately joined together and stabbed Zhao Daqiang in the back with the bayonets in their hands.

Zhao Daqiang had no time to pull back his spear, and when he was about to turn over and dodge, he suddenly heard two screams, and the two opponents in front of him were chopped to the ground, revealing the solemn face of the battalion commander Zhang Xianling.

Zhang Xianling, with the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, chopped down the two men, glanced at the dead bodies around Zhao Daqiang, and said, "Brother, how about cooperation?"

"It is better to obey orders than to be respectful!"

Zhao Daqiang smiled, kicked the soldier who was holding the spear, pulled out the spear, and stood with Zhang Xianling.

The Empire of the Sun is an economic power, which has led to a first-class military power. Their soldiers are well-nourished, strong, muscular, and have well-trained explosive power in their arms. Their stabbing skills are world-class. Whether it's thrusting or blocking, they are all very good. On the other hand, the Dongshengmen soldiers have rich products in the Hero Mountains, but they still cannot compare with their opponents. However, they have endured in the Hero Mountains for several years, and they have a training base built by Bai Fei for training. Overall, in terms of individual soldier quality, It will not fall behind.

This is a naked slaughterhouse!

Whether they are soldiers from the Sun Empire or soldiers from the Pioneer Battalion of the 113th Division of Dongshengmen, they are all immersed in the purgatory of blood. They strike fiercely and decisively, fighting for their lives. A bayonet is a killing move, and few can protect themselves. Blocking moves and moves are all aimed at killing the opponent together.

One after another, soldiers were stabbed by the enemy's bayonet. Some soldiers' abdomens were opened by the bayonet, and their intestines were hanging outside their bodies, but they still stabbed the opponent with the bayonet fiercely.

I saw a soldier who had been hit by more than a dozen knives and was covered in blood and flesh. He could no longer stand up, but his hands were still holding a machete tightly. Whenever he saw shoes that did not belong to Dongshengmen, he would chop them hard, one after another. Several soldiers of the Sun Empire were hit.

The soldiers of the Empire of the Sun were not stupid. One soldier reacted. He had just cut the neck of an opponent. Upon seeing this, he rushed over quickly and plunged the bayonet into the man's chest.

"Second Company Commander!"

With a loud roar and a flash of sword light, the Sun Empire soldier who had just killed his opponent suddenly turned into a headless corpse.

Zhang Xianling helped up the second company commander, and Zhao Daqiang behind him killed the surrounding enemies and drove them back.

When the second company commander saw that it was the battalion commander, he tried to force out a smile. His lips trembled a few times, then he breathed a sigh of relief and died.

"Brother, let's go!"

Zhang Xianling closed the second company commander's eyes, stood up, and rushed forward with a broadsword to continue fighting side by side with Zhao Daqiang.

With one knife and one shot, in tacit cooperation, he rushed into the enemy group and killed his opponents until they screamed.

The hand-to-hand combat was like an elimination match. It didn't take long for most of the people on both sides to fall.

Not far away, the chief of staff of the Sun Empire saw the monstrous momentum of swords and guns. He raised the pistol in his hand, but was held down by the battalion commander on the side.



"They are all real soldiers!" the battalion commander of the Sun Empire exclaimed, and with a wave of his hand, a dozen soldiers behind him rushed over.

Zhang Xianling and Zhao Daqiang were already furious. Their uniforms were torn to pieces by the blades. Their uniforms were stained red by the enemy's blood. Zhao Daqiang's arm was also cut several times by the bayonet. The hand holding the gun is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

At a certain moment, the roars around them suddenly stopped, and Zhang Xianling and Zhao Daqiang realized that all their comrades were dead, and only the two of them were left among the nearly 500 soldiers in the Pioneer Battalion.

The enemy also suffered heavy losses, but since they were two battalions, there were still nearly a hundred people left at this time.

Worth it!

In the previous firefight, the Pioneer Battalion suffered more than a hundred casualties. Each of them was not a coward, and they managed to kill nearly a thousand enemies with more than 300 people.

The two soldiers of the Sun Empire were furious. When they saw the two bloody men in front of them, they immediately rushed forward. Zhang Xianling took out his sword and blocked the bayonet. Zhao Daqiang stabbed straight through the opponent's throat. At the same time, Zhang Xianling's broadsword also chopped the opponent to the ground.

More than a dozen soldiers from the Sun Empire surrounded the two, and they had no plans to take action for the time being.

"Put down your weapons and spare your life!" the battalion commander of the Sun Empire came up and said.

Zhang Xianling smiled sadly and said to Zhao Daqiang: "Brother, let's go on the road together! It won't be too lonely on the road!"

"Battal Commander, before we die, we have to pull a few more backs." Zhao Daqiang spat out a mouthful of blood.

"That's what brother said."

This time, they made the first move, and the two of them rushed towards the battalion commander.

There was a "bang"!

The chief of staff fired.

Zhao Daqiang fell to the ground after being shot. A hole was punched in his forehead and the spear fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Zhang Xianling shouted, glaring at the other party.

There was a "pop" sound!

The battalion commander slapped the chief of staff hard and roared: "Who told you to shoot!"

Zhang Xianling smiled.

He glanced at Zhao Daqiang who was lying on the ground, and then rushed forward again with the knife in hand.

This time, no one dared to shoot again.

More than a dozen Sun Empire soldiers stabbed out their bayonets. In the shadow of knives, the three soldiers in front were instantly killed by Zhang Xianling's sword. However, more than a dozen bayonets stabbed into Zhang Xianling's body fiercely.

Blood gurgled out from Zhang Xianling's wounds and from his mouth.

Zhang Xianling slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little distracted, and the hand holding the knife kept shaking. Before he died, he sent the big knife into the chest of an opponent, and then his head drooped.

Time froze in an instant, and even the wind did not dare to howl any more.