There was no charge, and there was no supervising team. The defeated soldiers followed Ma Xingkong and rushed down the hillside like crazy. Without the support of the Japanese tanks, the Chinese soldiers rushed like this, and the already scattered formation became scattered.
The major held the saber in both hands and stepped forward for a moment: "Kill them all! Charge forward!"
Pulling the bolt to remove the bullet from the chamber is a necessary action for the Japanese before fighting with the bayonet. Golden bullets jumped out of the magazine and scattered on the ground. The Japanese followed the rules, but Ma Xingkong did not have this
It was customary for Ma Xingkong to sneer when the instructor said this when he was in school in Japan.
"Bang! Bang!" He fired while running. By the time he rushed to the Japanese, three or four of them had been killed.
Until there was no more bullets in the pistol, Ma Xingkong threw his pistol hard and hit a Japanese soldier on the head, causing his head to bleed. Before the Japanese soldier could react, Ma Xingkong
He rushed to the guy, grabbed the barrel of the rifle with one hand, and punched the guy in the face. His whole nose was crooked, and the teeth in his mouth fell out. Ma Xingkong grabbed the rifle, and the gun
Turning his head, the bayonet penetrated deeply into the Japanese soldier's body.
"Bang bang bang..." Continuously pull the bolt, load the gun, and shoot. Ma Xingkong also used up all the bullets in the Mauser gun he seized, and the three Japanese died under his gun. After shooting the bullets in the gun,
He used the spear as a spear and used the basic marksmanship given to him by Li Shuwen. The real kill was a river of blood.
Jin Zhengcheng's legs felt a little weak when he saw the mountains in the distance. He had never seen such a scene before. Everyone wanted to put each other to death and fought desperately. Ma Xingkong was even killed until he was covered in blood.
Just like a bloody man.
After all, the Japanese soldiers were well-trained. After the initial chaos, they quickly stabilized their position. Under the command of the major, they began to fight with the Chinese soldiers.
"Brother! We can't continue fighting like this! Look, our people are no match for others!" Mu Yunchen grabbed Ma Xingkong. On the position, the Chinese soldiers and the Japanese soldiers were completely mixed together. The Chinese soldiers were completely mixed.
Although Zhang is taller, he looks thin, withered, and has a yellow complexion. Although the Japanese are short, they are all powerful. It often takes three or four Chinese soldiers to kill a Japanese soldier, while a Japanese soldier can kill one
Kill Chinese soldiers easily.
"Capture the thief first, capture the king first, let me kill the major!" Before Ma Xingkong could finish his words, he stabbed to death a Japanese who was rushing towards him, thinking of the major's position and killing him.
The Japanese soldiers had a regiment of more than a thousand people. Although Ma Xingkong and the others also had more than a thousand people, they were all defeated and poorly equipped. The Japanese became more and more courageous as they fought, while the Chinese fought to the death. The two sides were inextricably killed.
.Ma Xingkong stared directly at the major, rushed past several Japanese, and arrived in front of the major.
"Hey!" The major twitched his mustache: "You are actually able to kill here, and you have some skills. I will fight you a few times!"
Pulling out his sword, the major spread his legs apart, holding the handle of the sword with both hands and looking at Ma Xingkong. Looking at his posture, Ma Xingkong should have practiced some Japanese swordsmanship. Japanese officers have more or less tricks, which is different from the Meiji period.
The spirit of martial arts is inseparable. Ma Xingkong thrust his spear into the ground, unbuttoned his buttons a few times, and exposed his steaming chest.
"You are really not afraid of death!" Ma Xingkong picked up the gun again, holding the handle of the gun in one hand: "Come on? Let me let you know what it means that there is a world outside the sky and there are people outside the world!"
"Ah...!" the Japanese major shouted and rushed towards Ma Xingkong, who still stood there. The Japanese major held the handle of the knife with both hands and tried to chop off Ma Xingkong's head. Ma Xingkong ignored him.
At a glance, the Mauser danced in a circle and moved outward. He pushed the major's sword aside, pointed the handle inward, and took a step forward. The butt of the gun hit the major's chest hard.
The major was hit and took seven or eight steps back. He covered his chest with one hand and couldn't say a word because of the pain. Ma Xingkong didn't give him a chance, turned the gun and rushed forward in two steps, which was a standard assassination move.
The major hurriedly waved his sword to block, then jumped to the left despite the severe pain.
Ma Xingkong's attacks were like a storm, one after another, without giving the major any chance. The major was defeated steadily, and his body was already leaning on the tank that fell into the pit. As long as Ma Xingkong pushed forward one more step.
, there is only one way to die.
There was sweat on the major's face, but Ma Xingkong stopped attacking, stood aside and looked at him with a smile, and asked in standard Japanese: "Your accent is from Kyoto, right?"
"Nani?" The major was stunned: "Are you Japanese?"
"****, I am an authentic Chinese!" Ma Xingkong stepped forward and put his bayonet against the major's throat: "If I don't kill you today, go back and tell Yoshio Okamoto that I'm waiting here.
Him, tell him to come and die quickly! Do you know Yoshio Okamoto?"
The major looked around and then at the cold light on the bayonet: "Who are you?"
Ma Xingkong smiled: "Remember! My name is Ma Xingkong!" The bayonet stabbed forward, and the major quickly turned his head. The bayonet passed by the major's cheek, and his ear was nailed hard to the tank by the bayonet.
"Ah...! Baga!" The major roared, ignoring the blood on his face, and slashed at Ma Xingkong. Ma Xingkong blocked it with his Mauser gun. The major's sword flew very far away.
The fighting was still fierce, and people on both sides were being killed. Both sides were red-eyed. Whenever they saw someone wearing Japanese military uniforms, they would shout and pounce on them. No matter what method they used, whether it was tearing or biting, as long as they could suppress the opponent to death.
Which trick should you use to be cruel?
The Japanese have never seen Chinese soldiers so ferocious. In the eyes of Japanese soldiers, all Chinese soldiers are greedy for life and afraid of death. It is completely incomprehensible why these Chinese soldiers who had just been defeated by them suddenly became so cruel.
Perhaps we can only borrow a sentence from Napoleon to explain: An army of lions commanded by sheep cannot defeat an army of sheep commanded by lions. It’s not that Chinese soldiers are worse than Japanese soldiers, it’s just the officers who command these soldiers that are worse.
Ma Xingkong took the lead, which was the best performance as a commander, and those who followed him would naturally fight to the death. The Japanese finally felt scared, and the originally tight formation also became scattered, and many Japanese soldiers began to retreat. Looking at these, it felt like
They were afraid of the wolf-like Chinese soldiers.
Ma Xingkong cut off one of the major's ears, used the butt of his rifle to break the leg of a Japanese soldier who wanted to sneak attack him, and roared: "Ah...!" Ma Xingkong's eyes widened and turned red, and then
He picked up a gun from the ground, and the strong muscles in his arms bulged. Wherever he walked, whether he was smashed or stabbed, Japanese soldiers fell to the ground and howled in pain.