Qi Zhenhai yelled as hard as he could, kicked his feet, and rushed forward with his burly body.
"ha,."
There was a roar of a tiger, and the machete struck down.
"Crack,."
The extremely sharp blade struck the gun shaft, and the gun shaft was cut off with one stroke. The knife's momentum remained unchanged, and with overwhelming force, the knife fell on the body of the British soldier in front. The blade penetrated the flesh, broke the skin, and cut into the bones. There was a clicking sound, and the steel knife broke the bones, opened the belly and ruptured the intestines, killing the British soldier directly.
Blood spattered on Qi Zhenhai's body, staining his clothes red.
Qi Zhenhai felt extremely happy in his heart and his expression was flying, like a demon god.
kill.
kill.
kill.
If you kill a Tongtong, even if you die, you still have to kill a few more foreigners.
Qi Zhenhai once again raised his knife and charged forward. He was like a fierce tiger rushing out of the forest, unstoppable and invincible. The steel knife in his hand rose and fell, and he kept raising and lowering the knife with his hand, slashing back and forth. His skills were as proficient as chopping melons and vegetables. His eyes became brighter and brighter, filled with bloodthirsty light, giving people the feeling of choosing people to devour.
A fierce tiger.
He gives people the impression of a brave and invincible tiger.
"Assholes, a bunch of idiots."
At the coalition command post, Adams saw the fighting on the battlefield through his telescope and roared repeatedly.
There is also respect for Qi Zhenhai in his eyes.
The enemy is the enemy, but facing such a team that dares to fight and kill, Adams deeply admires him. But the more he admires him, the more uncomfortable and extremely aggrieved he feels. The army under his command is really bad. Why can't the elite soldiers of Qi Zhenhai win against Qi Zhenhai's army?
He looked at the guards beside him and almost yelled: "Give the order, let the soldiers besiege, besiege Qi Zhenhai, do you understand the siege tactics? If you can't win by yourself, why don't several people join together?"
Rachel felt extremely aggrieved and signaled the guard to pass on the order.
The guard ran away holding his breath, and soon the order was conveyed.
On the position, groups of soldiers came around and surrounded Qi Zhenhai. Qi Zhenhai looked around, grinned, and looked wild. He was still slashing back and forth with his machete, and the blade was still sharp. Incomparable; that expression is still fierce and compelling; that waist is still as straight as a mountain.
Qi Zhenhai is like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, leading the soldiers to kill.
“%￥%#￥…*%…”
There was a burst of bird chirping and a loud roar.
"call out,."
The sound of bayonets cutting through the air came from behind Qi Zhenhai.
At this moment, Qi Zhenhai was tired of dealing with a British soldier in front of him. He saw that the bayonet was about to hit Qi Zhenhai. Even the British soldier holding the bayonet thought it was bound to be stabbed. At this critical moment, a steel knife struck Qi Zhenhai. It struck and landed on the bayonet with a clang, causing the bayonet to fall to the ground. Almost in the blink of an eye, the falling knife was slashed out. The blade broke the British soldier's throat, blood spurted out, and the British soldier fell directly.
"Old Qi, killing alone is not fun enough. Two people are enough."
Liu Jintang stood behind Qi Zhenhai and smiled. His eyes were like a hungry wolf, fierce and cold, giving people the feeling of choosing others to devour.
At this moment, Liu Jintang was like a murderous god.
Qi Zhenhai held a machete and stared at the British soldiers in front who wanted to charge but did not dare to move. He looked very calm, without the slightest fear in his eyes, and responded: "This time, I'm afraid we have to stay here, but after killing so many foreigners, It was worth it and there was no loss. It’s a pity that we betrayed the president’s trust and failed to win Hong Kong.”
Liu Jintang said firmly: "I firmly believe that I can persevere until the end."
"I am coming."
A loud roar came, and Chen Yucheng fought his way out again.
Chen Yucheng was also covered in blood and even had wounds on his body. His left shoulder and right side of his body were injured to a certain extent. However, he was in high spirits and high in fighting spirit. He was not discouraged by being surrounded in this battle. When they came to Qi Zhenhai and Liu Jintang, the three of them were back to back, each holding his own.
Chen Yucheng stared at the soldiers from various countries who were gradually surrounding him, and said loudly: "Commander Qi, Brigadier Liu, the three of us join forces to kill the enemy. We will never fall until the last moment."
"Never fall."
The three of them roared, and their ambition frightened the surrounding soldiers.
Even though soldiers from various countries surrounded him, no one dared to move.
Liu Jintang raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted: "Is there anyone who blows the charge? Give me the charge horn. The battle will not stop, and the charge horn will never stop." A loud roar sounded on the battlefield.
"I come."
“Du, du, du,,,.”
On the battlefield, the loud horn sounded, and the loud sound resounded throughout the battlefield. Countless Chinese soldiers heard the horn sound, and their blood boiled. Their fatigue seemed to disappear at this moment, and their haggard faces once again regained their combat effectiveness.
"Chinese soldiers, charge,."
Qi Zhenhai raised the machete in his hand and launched a sprint again.
"Chinese soldiers, charge."
"Chinese soldiers, charge."
On the position, waves of loud roars were heard one after another. The huge roars resounded throughout the world, echoing with the sound of horns on the position, making soldiers from all over the world feel a little frightened. All Chinese soldiers held knives and kept moving forward. They rushed forward, but in their eyes there was only the desperate fighting spirit and no cowardice to retreat. The hand-to-hand fighting continued, and many Chinese soldiers fell.
“Du, du, du,,.”
The charge horn continued to sound, and the Chinese soldiers fought hard.
The soldier who blew the horn was shot to death. After the horn fell to the ground, another soldier picked it up.
The loud sound of the horn spread throughout the battlefield.
The war became more and more brutal. Even though Qi Zhenhai, Liu Jintang, and Chen Yucheng formed a triangle formation to fight, it was still difficult to guarantee that they would not be injured. The three people were all injured and even mentally exhausted. The right side of Qi Zhenhai's chest The ribs were stabbed with a knife, Liu Jintang was cut with a knife on the chest, Chen Yucheng was hit with a knife in the arm, and there were more minor injuries.
The number of people on the battlefield is getting smaller and smaller.
This battle started in the early morning and never stopped. No one on either side of the war replenished food. The battle continued until about two o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, the attacking foreigners temporarily withdrew. In this short period of time, Qi Zhenhai and his subordinates The soldiers have some rest time and can use this time to recharge their batteries.
Sun Sanpao was holding a machete. His face was covered with blood. He ran to Qi Zhenhai's side. He held the knife and said, "Commander, we have no ammunition. All the soldiers in the artillery battalion are participating in the battle. They are almost exhausted."
"They are good people. They are all good Chinese men."
Qi Zhenhai glanced around. After several battles, as well as today's battle, the number of soldiers has dropped sharply. The number of soldiers under his command is nearly 10,000. It continues to this day. I am afraid that it is not even close to the strength of a regiment. With such a tragic event, Qi Zhenhai was naturally heartbroken because of this situation. This division was his hard work. How could he not feel heartbroken when it reached this point.
Liu Jintang said: "Mr. Qi, now is not the time to be sad. Cheer up and wait for the president to come."
Chen Yucheng nodded, but his eyes narrowed, and he said loudly: "Look at the bottom of the mountain, there are troops gathering again." The rest was not long, and there were troops from various countries coming down the mountain. They quickly rushed to the position and just stopped. After a while, the battle started again. Liu Jintang just wanted the soldiers to blow the charge horn, but the horn sound had already sounded.
The blood boils with it.
All the soldiers have put life and death aside, forgetting life and death, and are fighting for this last battle. After this fight, most of them may not survive.
This fight has no regrets.
In this battle, they never gave up.
"kill,."
Qi Zhenhai yelled and rushed out with a knife.
"kill,,,."
Behind him, a loud roar came out.
The chaotic but fearless roar was like a thunder in the sky, resounding over this area. Dense soldiers rushed out. Under the sunlight, sword lights shined with dazzling light. Both sides The battle between soldiers became more and more fierce. As time passed little by little, more and more soldiers were killed and injured, but armies from various countries continued to rush in.
"Teacher, take revenge, take revenge."
"Chinese soldiers will not surrender and fight to the death. The president, division commander, brigade commander, and Zhong Deshan did not die in vain. They died on the way to charge. Father, mother, and son died fighting for the country without regrets."
"President, take revenge."
The roars on the battlefield are all the roars of Chinese soldiers.
They have no regrets, but they want revenge.
The scenes made the commanders of the armies of various countries in the command post sigh.
French commander Russell stared at the scene on the battlefield, swallowed, and said in a deep voice: "The brutality of this battle has exceeded all previous battles. Even the battles with Li Zhen have not reached this level. At the same time, so many people died on both sides in this battle, and the Chinese army was even close to being wiped out. With Li Zhen's character, it is impossible for him to give up. Mr. Adams, I suddenly regret it. China has such a team. What can we do next? Is it going well? I have an ominous premonition."
The US federal commander said: "This time, I saw the power of Chinese soldiers."
The Russian commander wiped the sweat from his forehead with a solemn expression.
The British commander Adams had a straight face, stared at the position without blinking, and said: "The war has reached this point. If you want to change your mind, it is impossible. Since you have become an enemy with Li Zhen, you must either defeat him severely." The localities must either surrender to each other. You are all commanders of various countries and represent your respective countries. Do you want to surrender? It is impossible to surrender. You can only fight to the end."
These words not only encouraged the commanders of various countries, but also encouraged himself.
"Thud, tug, tug,,,."
Continuous gunshots were heard from the west direction of Jardine's Lookout.
Immediately afterwards, gunshots were heard from the north and east of Jardine's Hill.
After hearing the gunfire, Adams raised his brows and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes. The commanders of various countries also thought of the possibility in this short period of time, and their faces were not even willing to accept that such a situation would happen.
On the battlefield, Qi Zhenhai, Liu Jintang, Chen Yucheng and others were exhausted.
Their hearts gradually became desperate.
At this time, continuous gunfire came from all directions. For Qi Zhenhai, Liu Jintang and Chen Yucheng, they were very familiar with such gunfire, because it was the sound of Chinese machine guns. Qi Zhenhai's face showed a look of ecstasy. , shouted: "Brothers, reinforcements are coming, our reinforcements are coming, hold on, the final victory belongs to us."
Immediately afterwards, Liu Jintang and Chen Yucheng also shouted.
There was an expression of ecstasy on the faces of the Chinese soldiers, and their morale was even higher.
ps: After a busy day, I finally wrote a chapter without interruption, only one update, sorry for that.