"Tanzuo, Tuanzuo, help me!"
Just when Duanwu was giving the order, Lao Abacus asked for help.
The tire of his Vickers M25 armored vehicle burst. After losing control, the wheels were stuck on the wooden planks of the smashed wooden box. The power wheels stopped spinning and flew into the air. His Vickers M25 armored vehicle was unable to move.
But the little devil was already close. The old abacus was so frightened that he locked the car door and hid in the car, not daring to look outside.
At this moment, the sound of the Dragon Boat Festival came, and Lao Abacus hurriedly asked for help.
Duanwu couldn't see the direction of the old abacus, so he could only turn the muzzle of the gun.
Through the muzzle of the gun, Duanwu saw that at this time, five or six Japanese soldiers had surrounded Lao Abacus's chariot and were beating them continuously.
Duanwu shouted: "The old abacus is sitting firmly, it may be a little wobbly."
"Hey, hey!"
Lao Abacus responded twice in succession. Although he didn't know what the group leader was going to do, he wanted to sit down before talking.
He held the seats in the car with his left and right hands respectively, not daring to let go.
Outside, there was the sound of the Japanese banging and slapping, and one Japanese even took out his rifle and loaded the bullet to break the door lock.
However, at this moment, there was a bang, and flames rose from the feet of the Japs, and then the Japs surrounding the Vickers M25 armored vehicle felt like they were ascending to the sky.
But this feeling of happiness only lasted for a moment, and then they all fell to the ground like dead dogs.
The Vickers M25 armored vehicle was also shaking violently, but because of the weight of the tank, it only shook in the explosion.
The old abacus in the car held on to his body and said he was safe, but his danger was still not eliminated.
The Japs were still attacking, and he had to leave. Otherwise, the next time the Japs came around, he might not be so lucky.
Lao Abacus was carrying his backpack, and after opening the car door, he wanted to get out of the car, but then he thought that the task assigned by the group leader had not been completed yet.
The regimental leader's request was that the chariots that could not be taken away must be blown up and not left to the little devils.
Looking back at the tank, Lao Baanpan reluctantly took the grenade from the corpse of the Japanese under the tank, pulled the safety ring and knocked it on the tank before throwing it into the tank.
Then the old abacus bent down, put his broken bag on the back of his head, and ran away as fast as he could.
But the little Japs naturally would not let Lao Abacus go. After seeing Lao Abacus jump out of the car and run away, the three Japs took their guns. They were less than fifteen meters apart and could hit him with their eyes closed.
Lao Abacus was about to get cold this time. Even with a broken backpack on his head, he couldn't stop the Japanese bullets. Because this time the little devil was targeting his body.
boom!
Another cannonball sent him away directly.
Dragon Boat Festival also showed great care for Lao Abacus. After killing the besieging Japanese with one shot, he fired another shot to relieve Lao Abacus. As a result, Lao Abacus hid behind the chariot, and then rolled and crawled. Chased by bullets from the Japs, they hid in the fortifications.
At this time, Lao Abacus's feet were soft and he was lying on the ground, unable to move at all.
He felt that he might have used up all his good luck in this life, and he would not dare to do this again in the future.
When Ma Zhenshan saw him, he thought he was injured, so he ran over and asked, "Brother, how are you? Where is the injury?"
Old Abacus waved his hand and panted violently: "It's okay, just let me lie down for a while. I'll be fine in a while."
boom! Boom boom!
At this moment, unexpectedly, the Japs' artillery shells struck again, exploding one after another near the tank and the position.
One of them fell into the trench built with stones, and the three bandits were blown away.
The bandits panicked for a short time, but fortunately the three tanks had lined up, and the machine guns on the tanks fired again.
Chuchuchu! Chuchuchu!
The harvesters on the battlefield roared, and the little devils fell in pieces amidst the roar.
But it seemed like the little Japs couldn't be killed no matter how hard they tried, and the ammunition in the tank was consumed very quickly, and there would soon be no ammunition left.
At this time, the Japanese had already rushed in under the cover of artillery, and started a hand-to-hand battle near the tank and in the bunkers of Ma Zhenshan and others.
Duanwu knew that the tank defense line had no effect at all, so he opened the hatch and got out.
At this time, a Japanese soldier stepped on the tracks of the chariot. He originally planned to pry the hatch, but he didn't expect that the hatch was opened and a person appeared.
The Japanese stabbed him with a bayonet without even thinking.
Duanwu dodged and grabbed the opponent's gun barrel with his left hand.
The Japs instinctively wanted to withdraw the gun in his hand, but at this moment, Duan Wu had already put a pistol against his head.
The devil was instantly petrified, and big beads of sweat flowed down his temples.
But this doesn't change anything, because the Dragon Boat Festival gave him only 0.01 seconds to think.
boom!
The gun rang out, and the little devil was shot in the head.
Then another Japs rushed over.
"idiot!"
Another Japanese stabbed him from behind Duan Wu. At this time, Duanwu realized that there were many Japanese soldiers around him, and almost all the tanks were surrounded by small Japanese soldiers. And in the corner of his eye, he saw that the Japanese on the western wall were also aiming at this place.
He ignored the Japanese bayonet and jumped out of the chariot.
At the same time, the gun of the Japanese on the wall rang out, but after the bullet passed a distance of nearly a hundred meters, the Japanese who came to stab the Dragon Boat Festival with a bayonet shot his head.
The little devil died so unjustly. Not only was he beaten to death by his own people, but his head was also shot. I am afraid that after his death, he will curse himself for meeting a bunch of pig teammates.
Of course, this was what happened after the Japs died, but it is said that Duanwu met the Japs again after jumping off the chariot with a gun in his right hand.
The two Japanese soldiers attacked him from the front and back, each with their bayonets drawn out to stab him.
After the Dragon Boat Festival, they retreated and bumped into another chariot.
boom!
Duan Wu shot and killed one of the Japs, but he could not dodge the bayonet of the other Japs no matter what.
In desperation, Duan Wu grabbed the knife with his bare hands and grasped the Japanese bayonet with his fleshy palm.
Blood suddenly poured out from the seam of Duanwu's hands. But Duan Wu was completely unaware of it, not even showing any signs of pain, because at this moment, it was useless for you to cry out for pain. The little devil would not be soft on you just because you were in pain, and he would kill you while you were sick.
The Dragon Boat Festival would not give the kid this chance. After grabbing the opponent's bayonet, he shot the kid back from close range to meet their Amaterasu.
And at this time, Duanwu successfully grabbed a bayonet.
After getting up at the Dragon Boat Festival, he went down the mountain to patrol. Except for a pistol, he did not bring a sword or a dagger, otherwise he would not be so passive in the fight.
But at this time, although his hand was injured, he had a murder weapon in his hand.
Duanwu held a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and started killing among the crowd of Japs. Ordinary Japs were no match for him.
It was only after the little devils had killed more than a dozen people that they realized how powerful the Dragon Boat Festival was. Some of the devils were even afraid and did not dare to step forward at all.
Duanwu put away the pistol that had been drained of bullets, and sneered: "Come on, little devil, let me see your bushido too. Aren't you all brave? Why do you look like a coward now?"
"idiot!"
The Japanese were enraged and stepped forward to stab him with bayonets in hand! ...
