"Bang" a box of guns started to fire.

可以可—

Immediately afterwards, three gunshots of rifles came from another location.

The first Japanese man who was in the front charge fell, the second Japanese man and the third one rushed forward without hesitation. Behind him was a large group of Japanese man, and bullets kept firing at the ridges in front.

The unique sound of the 38 rifle of the 38th rifle kept ringing.

The Japanese had already figured out that there were not many Eighth Route bullets ambushing the opposite side, and they could not even fire two decent volleyball guns. They advanced rapidly, and the grenade launchers behind them kept firing grenades towards the positions of the Eighth Route Army.

The company commander of the Eighth Route Army who was ambushing carefully poked out the wall and looked at the Japanese brigade rushing towards him. He was so yellow that he couldn't help but jumped violently. He fired a few shots. The Japanese killed could not seize the weapon, and fired a bullet.

Only one less pill, the trench that worked hard in the middle of the night was useless. It was originally a stone mountain, with not much mud. The Japanese grenade came over and injured more than a dozen. The Japanese vanguard had almost two hundred men, followed by more

The Japanese are countless, and they have never seen such a big battle before.

This battle is a big fuck. Although our model team is brave, it is not a fool. If you can't beat you, I will fight a harassment war: "Order, except for one squad, staying behind, everything else will retreat!"

The order seemed right, so he forgot that the Japanese had set up such a big battle this time and had already rushed to nearly a hundred meters. They were tossed by the Eighth Route Army on the ridge for a night. The Japanese squadron leader of the vanguard immediately pulled him.

With a loud voice, the general's style suddenly showed off. He pulled out his command knife and pointed it in front of him. He redned his face vigorously, ordered the attack loudly, shouted: "Kill the cock!"

As a result, he used too much force and broke the band in his throat. He stood on the road and rolled his eyes and fainted.

The Japanese who received the orders were injected with chicken blood and immediately began to carry out the deployment of the squadron leader before he fainted, and divided two parts to encircle the north and south ridges where the terrain had slowed down.

The Japanese attacked very quickly. A squad of soldiers who were left were preparing to follow the Japanese on the mountain ridge to fight for bayonets. The Japanese were not stupid. In the situation of being dominant, they did not contact the Eighth Route Army and directly started throwing grenades.

The Japanese in the valley kept shooting at the eighth-way route that charged upwards.

Without blocking, the Japanese bit the retreating team tightly, and people kept falling down. The distance between the two sides was closer. The Japanese shot accurately and the number of people was large. They attacked at the same time in three directions, and the soldiers who broke the rear fell one by one.

The company commander of the Eighth Route Army had no choice but to order the soldiers to retreat first, leaving a line behind and broken back. Bullets from the muzzle guns rushed out of the muzzle, and the Japanese kept falling down. More Japanese rushed up, and grenades were thrown all over the sky.

Yes, the Eighth Route Army's grenades flew towards the Japanese attacking the crowd, and their lethality was far inferior to the Japanese grenades. The bullets flew everywhere, and people were overturned for the first explosion.

The Japanese rushed past the blocking Eighth Route Army team like a tide, chasing the Eighth Route Army team in the distance.

Hu Yi looked at the white-hot battlefield below in the telescope. This was not a battle, it was simply a unilateral massacre. The teams facing the Eighth Route Army were getting shorter and shorter. The teams running away from both sides were more and more Japanese shooting, and there were fewer

The Eighth Runners with Ammunition are no match for them at all.

There are Japanese chasing the eighth-root warriors who are single. Japanese chasing and shooting. The gunshots feel very far away, but you can feel blood splattering and life is disappearing.

Political Commissar Ding was bleeding in his heart. In such a battle, he was his own comrade, but he was powerless.

"So many Japanese troops have already reached the mountain pass. I guess the Japanese may have to enter the mountain." Hu Yi's telescope was pulled over by Political Commissar Ding and analyzed calmly.

Hu Yi has seen such a battlefield situation. He is not cold-blooded. Even if he rushes down, he will not be able to resist it.

The retreating Eighth Route Army was finally about to rush to the mountain pass, running in a narrow ditch, crossing a small stone bridge, and with the blocking of the rocks, the Japanese bullets were finally unable to be killed, and a small Japanese team was still chasing them quickly.

After entering the Eighth Route Army of Yamaguchi, there were less than one class left.

Gasping heavily, the lungs that broke the bellows and were already reaching their limits.

A warrior stayed at the mountain pass on his own initiative, and more than a dozen other warriors moved forward a little, supported their hands on the rocks, pumping air into their lungs hard, and then spitting it out.

A Japanese man showed his head and showed half his body.

Wow, with a gunshot, the Japanese were beaten back and a bloody flower opened in their chest.

The second Japanese behind was exposed again, and another gunshot was fired, but it was not hit. The Japanese's courage increased greatly. He ran to the mountain pass regardless of whether he was running to the mountain pass. He clearly saw that there were only a dozen Eighth Route Army in front, and it was probably a long time since the bullets were already.

He was all shot. He didn't know the source of the bullets. Maybe someone from the Eighth Route Army found someone missing in the bullet bag.

The Japanese went up to the stone bridge in front of the mountain. The bridge was not wide and only two or three meters long. The stone bridge was covered with moss. Under the bridge was a stream flowing out of the mountains. The water flowed not much. It took a long time since I hadn't in the mountains.

It rained, and there were traces left by the river after the raging mountain torrents.

The Japanese kept emerging, and three Japanese had already appeared.

Hu Yi was lying on a huge rock on the north side of the entrance to the mountain. There was no need to find this position at all. In the natural shooting position, as long as the Japanese grenade launcher did not come up, it can be said that one man was the pass and ten thousand men could not open it.

The second shot was not hit because Hu Yi was aiming the Japanese head during the run, or was careless.

The third shot rang again, the Japanese were shot in the chest, and the flowers became even redder.

Four guns, five guns...

Hu Yi shot one after another, and the rocks in front of him were filled with messy yellow Cancan bullet shells.

Political Commissar Ding went to pick up the Eighth Route Army soldiers who entered the mountain behind the stone.

"One of us is gone!" The soldier's eyes were red, and he wiped the snot flowing out with his hands, which reminded Hu Yi, who had taken the time to look back, and Liu's snot.

"Stop crying, come and help!" Political Commissar Ding called the soldiers entering the mountain to the south side of the mountain.

On the south side is a cliff, far away from the stone bridge entering the mountain. Guardian Xiao Liu was placed in front of him, and was pressing bullets into the gun with a bridge tray.

According to Hu Yi's arrangement, if he wanted to hit the Japanese, he felt unsure. Listening to Company Commander Hu fired his guns slowly on the opposite side, seven or eight Japanese had already fallen under the stone bridge.

Several soldiers were a little stunned. Now there is not even a bullet in their guns. What can they do?

Hurry up from the south to the river to get the guns and bullets of the Japanese. Remember, there is a bullet box on the Japanese belt on its back, so don't forget it. Political Commissar Ding follows what Hu Yi told him just now.

Order these Eighth Route Army friendly soldiers.

He did not say that he was the political commissar, and that he could block them, but was the savior. He did not ask Political Commissar Ding's troops to reverse the number.

The soldiers followed Political Commissar Ding to the south of the mountain pass, pulled the shrubs and weeds on the mountain wall, and rushed down to the small river.

Some of the Japanese who fell into the ditch were still breathing. Although the stone bridge was a little high, there were the Japanese who fell first. The Japanese who fell behind were not hit by Hu Yi's bullets. They saw someone coming out of the ditch.
Chapter completed!