The special forces members held automatic rifles in their hands with bayonets mounted on them. They were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese, shooting from time to time and constantly pushing forward at a very fast speed.
On the other side, the hunters in the ancient village were wielding hunting knives. They were all very fierce. When it came to hand-to-hand combat, they were even better than the combat team members. They killed the Japanese until their corpses lay on the ground.
These people have practiced martial arts since childhood and have followed them into the mountains to hunt for a long time. Therefore, they have rich practical experience and the Japanese are no match for them.
Attacked from both sides, the space that the Japanese could control became smaller and smaller, and in the end they had no choice but to disperse and escape.
The special operations team members cleared away the defeated enemies nearby, quickly retracted, and gathered around Zheng Xiao. However, the anger in the hearts of the hunters had not dissipated, so they pursued him with hunting knives.
When Zheng Xiao saw it, he cried out in his heart that it was not good. He shouted to Zhuge Zhou, "Old man, don't let them chase you. Come back quickly."
Zhuge Zhou understood what was going on, so he shouted to the hunters, "Stop chasing them and come back."
Not to mention, the old village chief's prestige was really high. With this voice, almost all the chasing hunters stopped and stared at the fleeing Japanese soldiers with lingering resentment.
Li Ran swung the hunting knife in his hand, deflecting a Japanese rifle, and then chopped the enemy's neck with the knife, almost splitting his head off, and the dead body fell into the grass.
At this time, Li Ran's eyes were blood red, and he seemed to be filled with a kind of excitement. He didn't hear the old village chief's words, and still chased the Japanese with a hunting knife.
By this time, the Japs had already fled the square and were running towards the mountain road up the mountain. They knew that reinforcements would arrive soon.
Li Ran followed closely and was about to catch up to the woods.
Bang——, a bullet was fired, his body swayed, he fell to the ground, and the hunting knife fell out of his hand.
As soon as his body bounced on the ground, Li Ran grabbed the hunting knife and jumped up, but as soon as his legs occupied the ground, he almost fell down again.
He lowered his head and looked at the calf that had been hit by the Japanese 38-year-old Gai. There were two bullet holes. Li Ran's face turned pale in pain, "You damn little Japanese, you were beaten so hard."
The footsteps of the Japanese were heard in the woods, mixed with their loud shouts, and then he saw the Japanese horse-dung yellow military caps dangling at the edge of the woods.
Although he was unwilling to give in, Li Ran could only endure the pain and turned around and ran, limping towards the ancestral hall, where Zheng Xiao and the special forces team members were there, as were the villagers of the ancient village.
"There, catch him!" All the Japanese soldiers who were being chased by him turned around and chased them back. They were all very angry when he was chasing them just now, so naturally they couldn't let him go now.
At this time, the devils in the woods also rushed out. There seemed to be a lot of them this time. They rushed out of the woods in a steady stream. Soon there were hundreds gathered outside the woods, and the number was still increasing.
Li Ran ran back quickly, but his injured right leg was really weak, which greatly reduced his speed, and he was about to be overtaken by the Japanese.
"No, we can't be caught up by the Japs!" Li Ran gritted his teeth and ran forward with all his strength. Every time his injured right leg hit the ground, there would be a burst of heartbreaking pain, which almost made him faint several times.
In the past, he was able to hold back everything.
He was already sweating profusely after running out less than ten meters. He saw that he was still a hundred or dozens of meters away from the entrance of the ancestral hall. Such a long distance made him doubt whether he could run there.
When he was distracted, he stepped on a stone. Li Ran's body slipped and fell to the ground with a thud. The hunting knife flew out again and was stuck in the mud not far away.
With a whoosh, two Japanese soldiers behind him rushed forward. They held 38 rifles in their hands, and their long bayonets were raised suddenly and then dropped.
The blade was like lightning, pointing directly at Li Ran's lower back. If he was stabbed, his lumbar vertebrae would probably break in two due to the violent impact. In that case, Li Ran would probably be paralyzed even if he didn't die.
Li Ran didn't even bother to get up, he hurriedly rolled to the side and avoided the fierce thrusts of the two Japs.
Next to him was the hunting knife. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the handle of the knife.
--clang--!
The hunting knife was smashed away by a Japanese soldier with the butt of a rifle. It flew for more than twenty meters before falling down in the grass. Li Ran couldn't find it even if he tried to find it.
Without weapons, even if Li Ran was not injured, he was still no match for dozens of Japanese soldiers. He was desperate now, but he still struggled to get up from the ground.
The Japanese didn't give him a chance to get up. Three or four Japanese followed him, their rifles raised one after another, their bayonets roaring in the cold wind, trying to skewer him into candied haws.
Li Ran gritted his teeth. He was not going to give up, and even if he died, he would drag a few Japs on his back. Thinking of this, he suddenly rolled on the ground and arrived in front of a Japs.
The Japs held up their rifles. The rifles they had just thrust out were pierced into the ground, and they were pulling them out hard. Their bodies were hunched over like a giant shrimp. Li Ran rolled in front of him, and then suddenly raised his legs.
Come.
With a bang, he kicked the Japanese between the legs, ignoring his howling like a slaughtering pig, and then Li Ran jumped up and grabbed the rifle.
He fired his bow left and right, and his rifle deflected the bayonets of the two Japs. Li Ran shook the rifle in his hand and stabbed the Japs opposite him in the chest.
The Japanese from the opposite side also raised their spears and stabbed at them. The two men almost faced each other with their spears. The bayonets passed each other, the blades rubbed together, making a piercing scream, and then penetrated into the opponent's abdomen.
Li Ran felt that part of his body's strength had been drained, but strangely, there was no pain in his lower abdomen. Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold sensation on his lower abdomen, and the Japanese bayonet was withdrawn.
The bloody arrow shot forward, and the Japanese man standing in front of Li Ran fell straight down. He was a bit heavier than Li Ran.
"kill!"
Li Ran struggled to get hurt, and turned around suddenly, slashing at the Japs on the left with the bayonet in his hand. The Japs on the right didn't even look at the bayonet thrust by the Japs.
The bayonet in his hand cut into the Japanese man's neck without any obstruction, causing his prepared stabbing movement to fail midway, and then his body went limp.
Poof!
A sharp stabbing pain came from his lower back, and Li Ran knew it must have been a Japanese bayonet. He frowned, and blood was drawn from the bite at first, but he didn't make a sound.
"Li Ran, hold on!" Not too far away from him, Zhuge Hong was also fighting among the Japs, shouting in this direction.
Li Ran glanced at it and saw that Zheng Xiao and his men were rushing towards this direction at a very fast speed, but it would probably take some time to reach him.
And this little time is enough for the devil to kill him!
Li Ran's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his rifle almost crazily, glared at the Japanese who were surrounding him, and let out an earth-shattering roar: