"The Yamato warriors are undefeated, long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
More Japanese soldiers shouted and rushed forward to fill the positions of the Japanese soldiers they had killed. A still fierce fighting immediately began again.
It's not that the Japanese don't want to send more people up, but the terrain here is too dangerous, and the number of people they can send up each time is limited. Even if they gather two squadrons of troops on the mountain road, they can still only be cheered by Phoenix and the others.
Tactics consume little by little.
However, every time Phoenix and the others repelled a Japanese attack, they would also lose some of their men. In this way, the longer time went by, the more unfavorable their situation became.
The position retreated again and again, and now it has retreated to the end of the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain. If it retreats further, it will retreat to the mountain peak.
When they reach the top of the mountain, the Japanese army has much more room for maneuver. When the time comes, they can swarm up and surround Fenghuang and others.
At the end of the mountain road is Phoenix's last line of defense.
Because they knew this was the last line of defense, Jackal, Xue Peng, Fenghuang and others fought hard to hold on, fighting almost frantically with the Japanese. After only half an hour of fighting, more than 300 men who had finally gathered together died.
There were only more than 130 people left out of more than 180 people, and the number of casualties was still increasing.
The leaders of Hidden Dragon Mountain were all anxious, but they were unable to do anything.
After fighting for more than a dozen times, the defense line was finally broken by the Japanese soldiers. Looking at the Japanese soldiers swarming up to the top of the peak, Phoenix, Jackal, Xue Peng, Human Cripple, etc. looked at each other, and they all saw each other's eyes.
despair in.
"Second brother, Uncle Peng, and Uncle Ren, it seems that we have come to the end." At this desperate situation, Fenghuang's expression became very calm. She looked at the more than a hundred subordinates behind her and said, "Can you persist until this point?
The current ones are all real men, and Hidden Dragon Mountain is proud to have you."
"Third Master, don't talk about that. We are all Chinese. Even if we lose our lives, we can't let the little devil be too arrogant." Someone shouted, and others responded.
"Okay, then let's all fight side by side again and fight the Japanese." As the second master Jackal spoke, he grabbed a 38 rifle, shook the bayonet on it, raised his head and stared at the Japanese who were getting closer and closer on the opposite side.
The soldiers shouted loudly, "Brothers, kill the Japanese."
"Kill!"
The crowd shouted, then rushed forward like a tide, and collided with the oncoming Japanese soldiers. Both sides raised their weapons and fought hard while shouting.
The blood shot out like a fountain, staining clothes, cheeks, and people's eyes red.
By this time, everyone's reason has been abandoned to a place that is out of reach. The brains are controlled by beast-like instincts, and there is only one idea in the brain, and that is to kill the enemy in front of them.
One body after another fell down, and corpses with eyes wide open and unwilling to die could be seen everywhere on the ground, including those of Hidden Dragon Mountain bandits and Japanese soldiers. The blood flowed along the ravines on the top of the mountain and gathered in several relatively low-lying places, forming a small
lake of blood.
After fighting from the mountain road to the top of the mountain, and fighting from the top of the mountain to the edge of the cliff, the number of people around Fenghuang and the others was getting smaller and smaller. After a while, their number dropped sharply to just over a hundred, and the losses were very heavy.
Of course, the Japanese army suffered greater losses. The remaining people in Zanglongshan were all elites, and each of them had a strong fighting capacity. Every time they gained a fighting chance, they had to pay a heavy price.
Especially the big man with the big sword in his hand, like a god of war, invincible, killing the Japanese soldiers until corpses were scattered all over the field, and they fell to the ground one after another.
"Send out three combat teams to surround and kill him." On the mountain road, less than 150 meters away from the peak, Fujita was standing behind a boulder and watching the battle at the peak with a telescope. He couldn't help but pay attention.
To that big, fierce guy.
A combat team of the Nobunaga Special Forces Team consists of five people, and three combat piglets are fifteen people. Such elite special force members are more than enough to fight against a platoon of ordinary soldiers, but they are actually used to surround and kill one person. This is
It can be seen that Fujita Hikaru attaches great importance to him.
After receiving the order, Captain Watanabe ordered the three combat groups of his squadron to rush forward immediately, take over from the soldiers of the ordinary field regiment, and surround the Xue Peng.
Xue Peng had already suffered no less than twenty injuries at this time, many of which were deep enough to see the bones. The blood was gushing out like free spring water. He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he waved the big knife in his hand.
I no longer feel comfortable walking, and waves of dizziness come over me from time to time.
"No, I can't fall down like this." Xue Peng knocked over a Japanese soldier with his sword, then took a step back and shook his heavy head, "Otherwise, I may have to die in the hands of the little Japs."
At this moment, the Japanese soldiers who besieged him suddenly retreated, and then a group of Japanese soldiers wearing strange clothes rushed up and surrounded him.
Xue Peng was shocked. He found that the new Japanese soldiers were obviously different. They were a bit more ruthless and sophisticated than the original ones. "It seems that the Japanese soldiers are serious and have brought out all their trump cards."
"
At this time, the fifteen Nobunaga special attack team members were divided into three groups. Two groups surrounded the Xue Peng from the left and right, while a combat group was a few steps behind. It seemed that they were intended to be used as backup.
Ten well-trained special attack team members took a step forward in unison. The uniform tactical movements made Xue Peng feel the huge crisis. He couldn't help but hold his breath, and then tightened the sword in his hand.
The eyes of both parties met, and it became a mental confrontation before the body.
"--kill--!"
The fight broke out instantly. Xue Peng's broadsword knocked over a special attack team member's head, but his right rib and left shoulder were also scratched by the daggers of two special attack team members, leaving two obvious wounds.
His body shook violently, and Xue Peng felt that the blood in his body was rapidly decreasing, which reduced his physical strength by one point again.
At this time, the remaining special attack team members launched another attack, stabbing Xue Peng's throat, heart, lower abdomen and back with sharp daggers with skillful movements and fierce momentum.
The Xue Peng sword hurriedly moved across his side, making a few dings to deflect the Japanese dagger. However, his body involuntarily took a step back and tilted slightly.
Just when he lost his balance, a special attack team member who had been waiting for the opportunity suddenly jumped up. The dagger in his hand drew a dangerous arc in the night sky, piercing Xue Peng's back heart.
There was no time to react.
Xue Peng's heart sank. He knew that he had no time to dodge this time. If he was stabbed, he would almost be dead due to the opponent's strength and accuracy.