Chuchuchu! Chuchuchu! ...
Thirty machine guns rushed to the front to clear the way, aiming at the little devils with crazy output.
The little devils were all crowded into a narrow street because of the explosion.
Before the war, the streets were still at least seven or eight meters wide. But after a violent explosion, the road was no more than four meters wide at its widest and less than two meters at its narrowest.
Most of the surviving little Japs are here, and only a small number of Japs are still struggling in the ruins.
As a result, under the fierce shooting of the machine gunners, dozens of Japanese soldiers were beaten into sieves in an instant.
The remaining Japanese soldiers fought back in panic, but to no avail.
The machine gunners of the Independent Regiment hardly took their hands off the trigger when charging. Although some bullets flew away due to recoil, most of the bullets still hit the little devil.
The little devil was beaten so hard that he retreated repeatedly. Under such unfavorable combat conditions, it would be an idiot to continue to carry on.
At this time, screw the Bushido, screw the loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, and save your life is the most important thing.
The Japanese escaped and caught Dragon Boat Festival off guard.
What about the promised bushido spirit? What about the promised decisive battle? What do you mean by running away?
"Little devil, don't run away? Let's have a duel between samurai and samurai."
Duanwu shouted quickly, but at this time the little devil had completely collapsed, and the defeat could not be stopped at all.
The disgraced Konoe Hon ordered his defeated troops to go back and fight to the bitter end with the independent regiment.
However, these little Japs had already lost their sense of fighting. Only a few Japs were shot to death by Konoe Isao and were forcibly stopped.
"Baga Yalu, let's see if you still have some warrior spirit?
You must always remember that you are the warriors of the Japanese Empire.
And now, it is time for us to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!
When it comes to close combat and bayonet fighting, ten Chinese people are no match for one of our imperial soldiers.
Warriors of the Empire! Show your courage. Since the Chinese dare to come out from the Sixing Warehouse, it is time for us to win!
Follow my command and retreat! ! ! "
Isao Konoe roared loudly, and although all the Japanese were reluctant, they still repeated the action of withdrawing bullets.
At the same time, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment also stopped.
Because most of the Japs had already escaped, there was only one Colonel and about fifty Japs left who did not fire, but were making retraction movements.
A recruit asked in confusion: "There are bullets in the kid's gun. Why don't you hit us instead of retreating?"
Zhu Shengzhong spat and said: "The 38-type rifle has strong penetrating power. The Japanese are afraid that the gun will go off and hurt one of their own people when fighting with bayonets. Brothers, get on it and shoot!"
Zhu Shengzhong ignored that and ordered the soldiers to shoot.
"Wait!"
Duanwu arrived in time to stop the soldiers from shooting.
Zhu Shengzhong said in confusion: "Tuanzu, what kind of rules do you have to tell the little devil?"
"See for yourself, how far are we from the Japanese?"
After the Dragon Boat Festival reminder, Zhu Shengzhong realized it. They were still nearly eighty meters away from the little devil.
At this distance, let alone the marksmanship of the soldiers, even if their marksmanship is excellent, it is impossible to kill all the little devils in an instant.
But on the little devil's defensive position, there was a heavy machine gun and at least two crooked handles. Once the two sides engage in a gun battle at this distance, and the independent regiment does not have enough bunkers, the consequences can be imagined.
There are still more than 600 people in the Independent Group. How to hide with so many people staying in the open area?
Of course, Duanwu did not expect that the little devil would be so cowardly. When he was blown up by the gas, and when he charged with more than 600 people, he was so frightened that at least 300 people ran away.
Only Isao Konoe and fifty or so little devils were left to fight the Dragon Boat Festival.
So if he had brought fewer people, he would have fired long ago. If someone carries too much, it actually becomes a burden.
But it doesn't matter, as long as there are few enemies and they fight with bayonets. Six hundred people fight fifty people. I don't believe that I can't win in Dragon Boat Festival. Today, even if we use numbers to suppress them, we will crush them to death.
At the same time, the little devil naturally felt stressed. Six hundred people were about to rush over, like a flood bursting from a dam.
At this time, some little devils were scared to death and could only recite his bushido spirit silently in their hearts.
At this time, if there is anything else that can support them standing here, facing enemies ten times their size, apart from the spirit of bushido, the only thing left is Konoe Isao's roar.
"Attack!"
In the roar of Konoe Isao, all the little devils stepped out on trembling legs, bit their back molars, and jumped out from behind the bunker.
At the same time, Duanwu also drew his sword and ordered loudly: "Everyone is here, kill them! Don't leave any Japanese behind!"
"kill!"
Zhu Shengzhong then roared, but just when Zhu Shengzhong was about to charge, Duanwu's voice came: "Shoot when you get closer."
When Zhu Shengzhong was happy, he just said, with Tuan Zuo's temperament, how could he care about the life and death of these little devils? These devils all deserve to die, and they did not know how many innocent people they killed during the Songhu Battle.
Blood debts must be repaid with blood. Let these nasty little devils pay for their crimes.
The soldiers were roaring and roaring. The blood in their bodies seemed to be burning.
That's hatred, that's the fury of an avenger. They ran with all their strength, like tigers descending the mountain.
But looking at the little devils now, they were running slower and slower. The bushido in their hearts was once again on the verge of collapse, and if Konoe Isao was not still behind them, I'm afraid they would have run away.
At this moment, how envious they were of the Japanese who had escaped before...
But they couldn't turn back time, so they had no choice but to rush forward.
With a distance of less than 80 meters, the two sides collided with each other in only three or four seconds.
Duan Wu rushed to the front with a sword in hand. With one strike, half of a Japanese corps leader's body was chopped off.
The sword in his hand belongs to Major Yamamoto. This devil is a seventh-dan disciple of the Itto-ryu. The sword in his hand is also different from the ordinary sword, it is very sharp.
Coupled with Dragon Boat Festival's angry slash, the little devil's body was directly cut off.
Another backhand stab, and another little devil died under the Dragon Boat Festival's sword.
Although these little devils are well-trained, they have undergone strict assassination training before joining the war. But in front of the special forces of Dragon Boat Festival, there are still many flaws.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, the Japanese were killed with one knife.
At the same time, the old devil Konoe Isao was also extremely brave. Killed two independent regiment soldiers one after another.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment opened fire, but the old devil was cunning and managed to dodge.
Isao Konoe said angrily: "It is not the behavior of a samurai to fight with bayonets and shoot at the same time."
"Old devil, if you want to find a samurai, come to me."
At this moment, Danwu waved provocatively at Konoe Isao.
Danwu saw it when Konoe Isao made his move just now. This old devil is different from ordinary devils. His swords are ruthless and his moves are deadly. They are all murderous moves.
And what is a killing move?
It’s martial arts!
Martial arts were created not for physical exercise per se, but for killing people.
Therefore, real martial arts is not gorgeous, it is about defeating the enemy with one move.
Konoe Isao is just such a master.
Of course, the same goes for the Dragon Boat Festival. He let Isao Konoe know today that his bushido and swordsmanship were completely vulnerable to the Chinese! .....
