This is the third day of the battle of Jiangdazong.
Once again, the attacking rebels were defeated. The attack and defense had become mechanical. It seemed that this was a must-do task every day.
There were no cheers on the battlefield, and the initial excitement had long been replaced by numbness. Whenever the enemy retreated again, what the soldiers needed most was to seize the time and have a good rest.
"There are not many bullets left. Two platoons have basically used up their bullets." Staff officer Ma Xiao came over and said.
"Kill the rebels with bayonets!" Wang Hengyue didn't even raise his head.
Ma Xiao said indifferently: "I'm afraid Yu Lei can't come."
"It's coming." No one knows where Wang Hengyue got such confidence. In fact, maybe even Wang Hengyue himself doesn't know why he is so confident in Yu Lei.
"The rebels are coming up again! The rebels are coming up again!"
Wang Hengyue stood up with a "huh" and checked the revolver. He still had the last six bullets left.
Over there, Pete also shouted: "Wang, I only have three bullets left!"
"There are no bullets, use bayonets!" Wang Hengyue adjusted his breathing: "Brothers, get the rebels closer and then attack! When the bullets are gone, use bayonets! Just hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!"
The soldiers were not too panicked by the situation before them. Their team officer was here.
This young commander, whose childishness has not completely faded from his face, has been fighting with them since the first gunshot, and has never taken a step back!
From the first day they entered the military camp, these soldiers were constantly instilled by their superiors with the real or exaggerated side of Wang Hengyue. In their hearts, Wang Hengyue was everything, their food and clothing, their parents, their soul, and their
Their spiritual support!
As long as their captain is here, they don't have to be afraid of anything!
Although such a blind and irrational army that worships superstitious individuals is not the future direction of the army, for now, enough is enough!
The rebels don't know how many days ago they came up. As far as the current situation is concerned, the rebels' psychology is also approaching collapse.
For three days, the corpses of the rebels had piled up into hills in front of Jiangdazong. No matter how many times they charged, they were mercilessly shot by the officers and soldiers on the opposite side.
If it weren't for the support of fanatical religious beliefs, they would have been unable to support themselves. From this point of view, they are somewhat similar to the soldiers of the first team.
One side is religious belief, the other side is personality worship. When these two forces collide, the only thing to compete is to see who can persist until the last moment!
"Don't shoot, keep it close and then shoot!"
"No shooting! No shooting!"
The low roars of officers at all levels kept ringing in the ears of the soldiers.
"Prepare...prepare..."
Jiang Dazong's position became quiet, making the rebels feel the quietness of fear.
"shooting!"
Following this roar, gunfire suddenly erupted on the battlefield that had been silent just now!
As always, the rebels were shot down in an instant. But death has become insensitive to the rebels. They were mechanical, like puppets, stepping on the corpses of their companions, and continued to walk forward numbly.
"All the bullets are gone!"
"No more bullets!"
Such calls came from every shed.
Wang Hengyue pulled out his sword and looked at the densely packed rebels. There was no nervousness or fear. On the contrary, there was a faint excitement. He took a deep breath:
"All of you, bayonets on!"
The soldiers silently installed their bayonets and waited silently.
The rebels had already rushed in front of them, and Wang Hengyue leaned forward with his sword:
"Those who rebel against China will be killed!"
"Those who rebel against China will be killed!"
This is the roar of the first team of officers and soldiers like thunder!
The shining bayonets raised a dazzling cold light among the rebels! Rows of bayonets, like bolts of lightning, pierced into the rebels' bodies quickly and straightly! Accompanied by streaks of blood!
The battlefield has returned to the cold weapon era at this moment!
"Kill!" Wang Hengyue swung his knife with all his strength, and a head was chopped in half by the extremely sharp sword. A large stream of blood splashed onto Wang Hengyue's blood-stained military uniform!
The most primitive animal nature of human beings jumps in the chest, and the fear of death has long been replaced by blood and cruelty on this bloody battlefield!
The two rebels rushed to Wang Hengyue together, and slashed at Wang Hengyue with two Tibetan knives, one on the left and one on the right.
The voice of "Ding Dang Dang" was rang, and a rebels on the left made a tragic call, the first place!
"Sir, be careful on the right side!" Huang Zixuan chopped down the rebel on the left who was attacking the captain, and shouted hurriedly.
Wang Hengyue exerted all his strength and slashed with his sword. The rebels were horrified and tried their best to block it. They only heard a loud "dang" sound, followed by another painful cry. One of the rebel's arms fell to the ground, and the one on the ground fell.
He still held the Tibetan knife in his only hand.
Wang Hengyue struck again, killing the rebel. After a few breaths, he looked towards Huang Zixuan and saw that his personal guard was holding a big knife in his hand:
"Zixuan, after the war is over, let me help me build hundreds of big swords like yours!"
Huang Zixuan couldn't react for a while. What does it mean for "you, me" to help "me" build it?
Looking over there, Pete had one hand on his hips and a command knife in the other, assuming a Western fencing posture, and was bluffing and yelling at the enemy opposite.
Unfortunately, this foreigner's fencing skills were not as good as he boasted. As soon as he met him, he was beaten to a terrible state. Peter turned around and ran away.
When the rebels were approaching from behind, Pete suddenly stopped. The chasing rebels couldn't hold back and rushed over. Pete "swiped" and stabbed his command knife deeply into the rebel's heart.
Before he could pull out the knife, a ferocious-looking rebel man rushed over again. Peter simply let go and let the command knife fall to the ground together with the corpse of the rebel he killed. Then he made fists with both hands and jumped up and down:
"Come on, come on, American boxing is awesome!"
With a "whoosh", the rebel punched him. Peter was indeed not bragging about punching. After a few moments, he dexterously dodged and then swung out a punch, hitting the rebel right in the face.
Then several punches rained down on the rebel's face, causing blood to splash everywhere and the rebel to scream in pain.
The entire position was fighting hard and engaging in hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers in the first team showed a bravery that even surprised Wang Hengyue. Although they were at a numerical disadvantage, they did not panic at all.
On the contrary, although the rebels were large in number, they lacked organization and could not take advantage at all.
At this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded from Jiang Dazong’s position:
"The reinforcements have arrived, our reinforcements have arrived!"