Looking back at the direction where Tangcheng disappeared, Li Hu, who was leaning behind the tree, slowly exhaled a long breath. Feeling the throbbing pain from the rain pouring into his wound, he whispered: "Captain, you must
We must avenge our brothers who died here!" A guerrilla who had injured his thigh and lost the ability to move faced dozens of Japanese soldiers who had received the most rigorous training and were fully armed. This was destined to be a desperate and impossible situation.
A battle where any miracle occurs.
Under the leadership of a corps commander, several fully armed Japanese soldiers braved the heavy rain and followed Fujiwara Kaede's instructions to quickly rush in and seize the milling plate a few meters away from Li Hu. After looking at it, they sat in a pool of blood and let it go.
Li Hu was hit by raindrops. Several Japanese soldiers quickly seized advantageous terrain and conducted a quick and effective investigation of the surrounding terrain. After confirming that there were no dangers or traps, the corps commander nodded and signaled that a Japanese soldier
The soldier raised the bayonet on his rifle and strode quickly towards the motionless Li Hu.
"Pa!" Li Hu, who had been sitting in a pool of blood, moved. With just one shot, he knocked down the Japanese soldier who rushed towards him in the rain. "Baga!" The team leader squatting behind the grinding plate cursed secretly.
Li Hu, who was a few meters away, pulled the trigger. Li Hu, who was shot continuously, fell face down in the bloody water, and even the rifle in his hand fell aside. A Japanese soldier emerged from behind the grinding plate. The Japanese soldier who came this time
The soldier was obviously overly cautious. Not only did he bend his waist, but he also took small steps while marching. What happened to his companion just now was deeply etched into his mind.
The Japanese soldier first kicked Li Hu's body lying on the ground and turned it upside down. Then he raised the bayonet on his rifle and stabbed Li Hu's body hard. He used the bayonet to check whether the enemy who fell on the battlefield was alive or not.
Death, is it possible for someone to pretend to be dead to get through, and to rule out possible accidents, has always been a favorite method of Japanese soldiers. The bayonet penetrated Li Hu's chest without any hindrance, and a stream of blood flowed along the bayonet.
The blood tank splattered out. The Japanese soldier, who had been accustomed to such scenes for a long time. God knows how many Chinese blood was stained on his hands, stretched out his feet like a wild dog that had froze to death by stepping on a roadside, with a plain expression on his face.
He raised his hands upward, but for some reason, his bayonet got stuck.
The Japanese soldier looked at the bayonet stuck by something in confusion. When his eyes unconsciously fell on Li Hu's face, an absolute chill suddenly penetrated his heart, making him instantly
His whole body felt cold. Because at such an impossible time, the Chinese man in front of him, who had been hit by a rifle bullet in the chest, almost all the blood in his body was drained, and was stabbed hard by him with a bayonet, was actually laughing.
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Due to excessive blood loss all over his body, Li Hu's face and lips turned white. Even his eyes had a layer of fog that was about to enter a dying state, but he did not die. He used an almost self-mutilating action.
, twisting his body, although the pain caused his whole body to twitch like an electric shock, but in the case of his general weakness, he used his ribs to jam the bayonet.
With a victorious smile, Li Hu raised his right hand. In his right hand, he was holding a Type 91 grenade with the safety cut off. It was produced by a Japanese military factory. This Type 91 grenade is a common stock for the Japanese infantry.
One of the weapons, anyone who is a Japanese soldier knows its power. Li Hu, who was shot and lost the ability to move and the chance to fight back, had already made up his mind not to let the little Japs easily cross his defense line, so he disguised himself as a corpse to lure the Japanese into the trap.
, as long as he detonates the grenade in his hand, he and the Japanese soldier standing in front of him will be immediately swallowed up by the explosion.
What Li Hu usually likes to do the most is that his captain Song Tieshan tells them the touching stories of fighting heroes. At this time, Li Hu also wants to be a hero that the captain has created in his heart. He really wants to be a hero when facing death.
, was able to laugh loudly and loudly, and wanted to finally feel proud of himself, but his body was unprecedentedly weak, so he could only barely raise the corners of his mouth, and what was squeezed out of his throat was
It was just a hoarse chuckle, "You little devil is obedient enough, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to wait for you!"
The Japanese soldier still holding the rifle was really stunned. He stared blankly at the Japanese grenade in Li Hu's hand, but his body was stiff and he didn't know how to move. "Little devil, grandpa will send you back to your hometown.
"Li Hu gathered his last bit of energy and slammed the Japanese grenade in his hand on the bayonet pierced in his ribs. "Boom" a ball of flame suddenly burst out in the rainy night, Li Hu and the man standing dumbly
The Japanese soldiers were engulfed in the flames, and the Japanese army commander who was hiding behind the grinding wheel was dumbfounded.
The Japanese uphold the spirit of Bushido, and there are many soldiers in the Japanese army who volunteer to serve as flesh bombs and die with the enemy. However, in order to die with the enemy, the Chinese just disguised themselves as corpses and were willing to be stabbed with bayonets. The Japanese army
This is really rare in the military. After killing Li Hu, the Japanese army's passage to the inside of the village has been opened. Under the command of Fujiwara Kaede, the Japanese troops blocked by Li Hu at the entrance of the village filed in and formed a group along the village's sidewalk.
Forward.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and just a few seconds after gunfire rang out at the entrance of the village, Junichi Ogi and the others, who were arranged by Kaede Fujiwara to go to the north of the village, also rushed towards the village from the fields. Junichi Ogi and the others moved to a place less than a hundred meters away from the village.
They stopped advancing and waited for the sound of gunfire. Although there were only 6 of them, Junichi Xiaomu was not worried that their operation would fail. The retreat during the day was due to the sudden death of the squad leader, but the attack that was about to be launched now was for
To make up for their failure during the day, if they could not capture the village and kill all the resisters during the day, the soldiers of the Blackwood Squadron would be looked down upon by other troops in the regiment even if they returned to the regiment safely.
When gunshots first started ringing out at the entrance of the village, there was no lightning or rain in the sky. Junichi Ogi, who was focused entirely on the action, naturally had no time to look up at the sky. But Junichi Ogi and the others were far away from the village.
When the edge was only twenty or thirty meters away, lightning suddenly broke out in the sky. The pale whiteness when the lightning burst out made Junichi Kogi, who was running, couldn't help but open his mouth. Right in front of him, in the pale light, a
A light machine gun was pointed at Junichi Kogi.
"Da da da da da da" Lao Dongbei pulled the trigger of the light machine gun, and the tongue of flames burst out of the gun barrel and rushed straight towards Junichi Ogi who had stiffened his body. Most of the bullets fired by Lao Dongbei hit Junichi Ogi, and a large number of them hit him.
Blood mist splashed out from Junichi Kogi. Junichi Kogi, who was twisting his body like a puppet in the barrage, was hit by bullets and flew into the air. There was a Japanese soldier who was shot with him, but that
The fate of the Japanese soldier was obviously much better than that of Junichi Kogi, at least his head was not shattered by a bullet.
The six Japanese soldiers who tried to play the game from the north of the village were killed by Lao Dongbei in just one encounter. The remaining four Japanese soldiers lay down on the spot and exchanged fire with Lao Dongbei. Unfortunately, Lao Dongbei was not the only one guarding the north side of the village.
Dongbei was alone. There were two guerrillas who were cooperating with Lao Dongbei in defending the north of the village. When Lao Dongbei was shooting at the remaining four Japanese soldiers, the two guerrillas who were most familiar with this place took advantage of the cover of the rain.
They had quietly moved the flank with the four Japanese soldiers, and when the time was right, they would shoot the four Japanese soldiers.
At a distance of twenty or thirty meters, not to mention rifles, even short guns can successfully kill the enemy, not to mention that what Lao Dongbei is holding is a light machine gun. After the lightning, everything was pitch dark, and Lao Dongbei could only rely on
The flames from the opponent's muzzle locked onto the target. "Da da da da da da" and fired two bursts in succession. Lao Dongbei, who was lying behind the wooden pile, grabbed the light machine gun and moved it to a different shooting position. He couldn't see his fingers without reaching out.
To know where the enemy was, all Old Northeast could do was to keep moving his position, waiting for the Japanese soldiers in the fields outside the village to reveal their flaws, and then kill them with one strike.
With a loud "boom", Laodongbei, who was looking ahead into the night, not only felt the ground beneath him shaking, but also felt his ears buzzing, and a dazzling ball of light suddenly bloomed in the dark night.
A fire ball. An explosion rang out. With the help of the flames of the explosion, Lao Dongbei, who seized the opportunity, opened fire in time and killed an exposed Japanese soldier again. After changing his shooting position again, Lao Dongbei remembered that Tang Cheng had planted a trap outside the village.
Lei, the explosion just now was probably caused by one of the booby traps being triggered by Japanese soldiers lying in the field.
The booby trap set off by the Japanese soldiers was a homemade bomb tied together with a grenade and a mortar. The fuse was set away from the string of the grenade according to the trip point. The Japanese soldiers who were blocked in the field by the old Northeast just crawled forward, but
He also accidentally triggered the pull string, which detonated one of the booby traps. The person who triggered the booby trap was lucky to have his legs blown off, but the Japanese soldier following him was in bad luck and was directly bombed.
His head was lost, and the other two Japanese soldiers were also more or less injured.
The burnt smell after the explosion was mixed with the smell of blood. The Japanese soldier who lost his legs screamed in the night. He only had time to scream a few times. After losing a lot of blood, he first went into shock and then lost his breath. Finally, he lost his breath.
The two Japanese soldiers who were still alive were in a difficult position, unable to advance or retreat, but lying in the mud all the time was not a problem. Just when the two were hesitant to move forward, the two guerrillas moved to their flanks.
Seize the opportunity and fire.
The bullet passed through the rain curtain and penetrated into the body full of mud. He threw a grenade with all his strength. With the help of the explosion's fire, the guerrillas carrying rifles rushed up and stabbed all six Japanese soldiers in the muddy water with bayonets.
It is obviously not the practice of the guerrillas to touch up the enemy who was shot. Looking at the two guerrillas who had turned over and ran back with belts covered with bullet boxes, a smile appeared on Lao Dongbei's face.