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Chapter 200, holding a machine gun suddenly
Zhang Dabiao was the first to rush to the top of Guan's head. Facing the charging little devils, he skillfully pulled the trigger and shot a few short bursts, killing two or three on the spot.

"Little devil, come and eat grandpa's bullets!"

A magazine was fired, and the commandos behind followed.

Stand your ground and open the passage.

Zhang Dabiao led them to fight and charge, assaulting at close range, and the commandos with automatic firearms took advantage of it.

The three-eighth big lid in the little devil's hand is actually like a fire stick, which can be used as a fart.

As more soldiers from the first battalion rushed up, the battle entered the most intense hand-to-hand combat.

This is a head-to-head hand-to-hand combat.

The eyes of both sides were red, the clanging of bayonets, the muffled sound of hitting the flesh, the screams of the dying, and the roar of the killing rang together...

Two Japanese fighter jets passed by at very low altitude, and the Japanese pilot found that the dense crowd below was twisted together, mixed with gray and yellow.

The pilot's grip on the machine gun's firing button was released, and the plane flew by.

What a melee, the perfect combination of soldiers' will, courage and fighting skills.

The army that dares to see the red with the bayonet is the excellent army.

That's what Li Yunlong thought. His first opponent was a Japanese sergeant.

This man was not like other Japanese soldiers who kept yelling "Yah!" but kept silent and waited for work with a bayonet in his hand.
Turning a blind eye to the tragic fighting around him, he just stared at Li Yunlong with a pair of gloomy eyes.

The two looked at each other and walked around a few times.

Perhaps the Japanese sergeant was wondering why the opponent made such a strange gesture.

Li Yunlong holds the saber in both hands, the saber hangs down in front of his left leg, the back of the saber is facing the enemy, while the blade is facing him, almost touching his left leg.

The Japanese military cao couldn't imagine the mystery of meeting the enemy in this posture, he became impatient, and with a sound of "ah", he threw all his strength into stabbing Li Yunlong's left rib.

Li Yunlong didn't move, the knife in his hand rose rapidly, with a "click", the heavy back of the knife smashed the rifle in the hands of the Japanese sergeant.

A thought flashed through Sergeant Cao's mind: It's broken, he accomplished two goals with one movement, and at the same time he raised the knife and smashed the rifle away, the blade was already in place...

Before he had time to think about it, Li Yunlong's blade swung obliquely from right to left and from top to bottom with a 180-degree killing radius.

The Japanese Sergeant Cao flew two meters away, still glaring at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong grinned happily, the more powerful the sword technique is, the simpler it is.

This sword technique is a unique skill mastered by Zhang Dabiao, who once served as a soldier in the 29th Army Broadsword Team.

Li Yunlong also learned it, this trick is really powerful.

Monk Wei is not the material to protect people at all, he has been with Yuan Lang for half a year, and he still hasn't learned how to protect people.

As soon as he was on the battlefield, he was red-eyed and only cared about killing himself to his heart's content.

The red-tasseled gun has been modified by him. The red-tasseled tassel is more than two feet long, and the gun shaft is a white wax rod with a diameter of two centimeters.

In the hands of monks who know martial arts, the lethality of this weapon is incomparable to the -style rifle with bayonet in the hands of Japanese soldiers.

The little devil who advocates cold weapons has very keen eyesight. The monk pierced two Japanese soldiers as soon as he appeared on the stage.

The three little devils immediately surrounded them and formed a formation. One attacked and the other covered, and the three bayonets rushed forward in turn without giving them a moment to breathe.

With a flick of the red-tasseled gun, it was like a whip, and swept to the front of the little devil, and a smear of bright red blood was sprinkled on the neck.

With the death of their companion, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the other two little devils.

They realized that the person in front of them was not something they could fight against.

The monk was about to clean up the remaining two when he heard a rattling sound, and the two Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.

He looked back and saw Zhang Dabiao giving him a provocative look.

The monk said dissatisfiedly: "Zhang Battalion Commander, can you save some time for your son?

If you want to fight with a bayonet, don't shoot. You see, the devils know how to behave, and the bullets are all fired. Don't let the devils laugh at our Eighth Route Army for not following the rules. "

Zhang Dabiao fired a short burst, then killed another little devil, and said in his mouth: "Nonsense, what are rules?

It's so much fun for me to take a submachine gun, why fight the devil with the bayonet?

Besides, when did Consultant Yuan miss your bullet?Just shoot! "

Monk Wei thought so too. Advisor Yuan's bullets were pulled by cart after cart, and there was never a lack of bullets.

Why save too much?
Killing a few more little devils is the real thing.

He searched around the battlefield, found a Czech-style light machine gun, and aimed at the little devil.

During the time with Yuan Lang, among other things, there were many opportunities to use various weapons.

Monk Wei was not at all unfamiliar with machine gun techniques. He shot short bursts one after another, accurate and ruthless.

With half of the magazine empty, he killed the three little devils who rushed up to fight him with bayonets, which was a little faster than using cold weapons.

Now is the time to hunt.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice appeared on the battlefield.

A soldier looked up at the sky and shouted in shock: "The plane has been shot down, the little devil's plane has been shot down!"

Monk Wei looked up as there were no enemies around.A plane was falling with black smoke and hit a distant mountain.

There was a loud bang, and the flames and black smoke rose to a height of three feet.

Looking at the sky again, three planes were dodging, and the shells of the anti-aircraft guns continued to explode in the air, almost setting up a debris battlefield around the planes.

The shells bite hard!

Is Consultant Yuan fighting, or the anti-aircraft artillery team?

An 88mm anti-aircraft gun remained in the New Second Regiment.Yuan Lang also specially trained a team of gunners.

The shouts of killing continued, Monk Wei didn't think about it anymore, picked up two clips from the dead man, held the Czech light machine gun and killed the enemy farther away.

With the soldiers from the second battalion and the third battalion all rushing up, the ratio of the strength of the two sides is already two to one, and it is only a matter of time before the battle ends.

Why didn't Siying come up?

A small Yamazaki brigade does not need so many people!
Although the brigade commander at the foot of the hill could not see the situation on the top of the hill, he could already imagine the intensity of the battle.

At this moment, many Eighth Route Army soldiers have fallen.

Of course, more are their enemies.

The victory is already in hand, the brigade commander picked up the phone and shared the news of the victory to the brigade headquarters.

"Yes, the New Second Regiment has reached the top of the slope, and is fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy. It won't take long to wipe out the Yamazaki Brigade...

The blocking forces can be notified, and the alternate cover is withdrawn from the battle one by one. "

The fight here can be ended as soon as possible, just like the bait the Japanese army was fishing for was eaten, and the Eighth Route Army could get off the hook and leave.

The bait is eaten, the fish is gone, and that's the worst thing that can happen to a fisherman.

"Brigade Commander, are you leaving?" Zhao Gang asked.

He thought so.

On the contrary, the brigade commander replied: "It's not about this moment, Li Yunlong is almost finished fighting, I have to see how the effect is."

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that what the brigade commander was talking about should be Feilei Pao.

Made from oil barrels, it is a simple cannon that can fire explosives and cluster grenades.

Zhao Gang had also seen it a few hours ago, and it felt very crude, and it was incomparable with the cannon Yuan Lang brought before.

The brigade commander was concerned about the Feilei Pao again and again, and Zhao Gang's curiosity was also aroused. What is its power?

What effect did the ten flying thunder cannons achieve?
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