War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 93: Laughing at the Incompetence of the God of Death

"rush!!!"

Not only Xu Chaoyang was charging, but Chang Zhan, who had just come around from the other side, did not dare to let his men rest: "Don't move the machine guns, continue to cover from a high position, and everyone else, charge under the bullets, don't stop!"

"quick!"

chug chug!
Bullets fell from the hillside into the station, sweeping along the platform towards the machine gun position surrounded by sacks. In the position, a Japanese soldier holding a crooked-handled rifle was hit by the bullets, and three streams of blood appeared on his body, and his head was pierced by the sacks.

But the man who loader next to him immediately grabbed the gun again - snap!

Chang Zhan held the gun while running, and pulled the trigger completely by feeling. A bullet pierced the helmet of the ammunition feeder with a "bang". The accuracy and stability of the Type 38 rifle saved his men from the test of life and death, but even so, Chang Zhan still had no time to be happy.

"rush!"

"Pull the pressure from Xu Chaoyang over here!"

Fifty meters...

"Grenade!"

Under the cover of machine guns, Chang Zhan watched six or seven of his brothers fall down in the hail of bullets, but he still shouted as he took out a grenade, held it in his mouth, pulled the safety, put a grenade on the gun, and raised his hand to throw it towards the station.

The trajectory of the grenade was not high, but this man who had been cutting wood for years was extremely strong. He threw a melon grenade directly onto the platform from fifty meters away - boom!

At the moment the grenade exploded, all the glass in the houses on the platform was shattered. The sacks filled with sand flew high into the air and the fine sand that fell from above hit the wall heavily.

Terauchi Murakami quickly squatted down in the shock of the explosion and crouched under the table. He never expected that this group of people would dare to rush towards the station regardless of their lives.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had forced them to do this, and even more so that they had originally planned to exchange fire from the periphery and inside the station... If they had not been chased by artillery shells with no way to retreat, Xu Chaoyang would not have led his men to rush into a place where they would die.

"Give me the order!"

Terauchi Murakami shouted twice in succession, and when no one answered, he slowly stood up in the house. He saw the Japanese soldier who had been giving him orders lying outside the window, his face blackened by the explosion!

"Grenade!"

"All gone!"

Eight left!

When Xu Chaoyang's men and women rushed to a position fifty meters away from the station, only eight of them were left.

He used up all the bullets in his Type 38 rifle while running, but only killed one Japanese soldier.

But he didn't have time to reload. A grenade explosion was heard in the station. Xu Chaoyang seemed to be awakened by the explosion and also gave the order to throw all the grenades out.

Swish.

Several grenades were thrown out by the group at Xu Chaoyang's location, and before the grenades hit the ground, he shouted again: "Bayonet!!!"

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Five grenades exploded frequently on the platform of the station, and puffs of black smoke continued to emerge. Xu Chaoyang looked at the station where stone chips were flying everywhere. He took off the bayonet of the Type 38 rifle in his hand, put it on the muzzle of the gun, and locked it tightly, then continued to rush forward with the gun.

This is fate.

Charging forward facing the bullets is fate, falling down during the charge is fate, and if you can rush onto the platform and stab one or two Japanese to death, it is still a fucking life.

Xu Chaoyang finally understood why those soldiers in the Fengtian Army believed in fate, because in this world with nothing, they didn't know what else to believe in except fate.

"Go on the bayonet!"

When Si Nei Cun came out of the house, he saw two groups of people rushing to the station. At such a close distance, with grenades constantly thrown onto the platform and the machine gun positions completely silent, he didn't know how to continue giving orders except to have his men put on bayonets. Because at this time, when Si Nei Cun saw Xu Chaoyang, he was less than ten meters away from him!

"kill!"

Xu Chaoyang was the first to rush onto the platform. A Japanese soldier who was not killed in the explosion but was completely stunned by the explosion just came to his senses when he saw the enemy rushing towards him. He ran towards Xu Chaoyang with a gun without a bayonet.

Xu Chaoyang used the same movements as a dagger and pushed the Japanese's Type 38 rifle outward with the muzzle of the gun. He used the force to push the gun towards the opponent's body and used the sharp blade to stab it directly into the opponent's body - puff!

The blade pierced through his chest, and when he saw Japanese soldiers rushing towards him from behind, Xu Chaoyang was furious: "Ah!!!!"

He pushed the Japanese soldier who was holding the muzzle of his gun in pain and directly hit the Japanese soldier who was rushing towards him. After knocking the guy down, he twisted the muzzle of the gun and pulled out the bayonet as the other soldier felt pain.

Snapped.

Xu Chaoyang just looked up when a Japanese soldier pulled the trigger two meters away from him. The bullet flew past Xu Chaoyang's shoulder and left an obvious gap on the outside of his arm.

Xu Chaoyang looked down and saw blood soaking through his skin along his arm. He immediately turned around and yelled, "Fuck you! You devils, don't you fucking shoot when you're fighting with bayonets?"

He rushed towards the other party like a mad tiger.

Xu Chaoyang was completely crazy. His aura frightened the Japanese soldier so much that his hands began to tremble as he tried to pull the bolt quickly. Only when Xu Chaoyang got close did he push the bullet in...

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Xu Chaoyang stabbed the man three times in the chest, causing the guy to fall to the ground with blood foaming from his mouth. His eyes almost popped out, as if he was blaming the tiger in front of him for not waiting for him to load the bullet before shooting. He then breathed his last.

boom!
The sound of Liao-13-type gunfire also rang out on the platform at this moment. After the bullet depicted by Xu Chaoyang hit the Japanese soldier's body, it shattered the human body and penetrated the human body before shooting out like the tail of a broom. In other words, there was only one hole when it entered, and when it came out, it was full of holes.

"Big brother!"

"I can't use a fucking bayonet!"

"I'm going to your mother!"

Qu Yong also rushed onto the platform, but his situation was completely different from Xu Chaoyang's. When he rushed towards the Japanese, his gun was empty and he had no time to reload it. He directly threw the Type 38 rifle at a Japanese soldier, then bent down and reached out from his trouser legs to touch his crotch...

The Japanese couldn't hit him anymore, so he raised his gun to block the gun thrown by the enemy. At this critical moment, a figure took advantage of this moment and rushed over with a knife in one hand and dancing with the other hand - puff!

After getting close, Qu Yong stabbed the devil's neck with a knife, then turned his wrist and slid down along the blade. Large streams of blood sprayed directly into his face under the pressure: "Puff... Bah!"

Qu Yong then turned around, drew his knife, and rushed towards the second Japanese soldier.

The Japanese were stunned by the sight of these two men. One of them was shirtless and stabbed anyone who came his way, while the other one had blood all over his face and was holding a dagger. Facing four Japanese soldiers, neither of them retreated and pressed forward step by step, as if they didn't know what fear was.

"Brother, the devil's blood is so salty, and it smells like stinky feet..."

With his brothers around him, Xu Chaoyang was in a completely different state. He even joked, "It's fine if you just visit brothels, but you also know what feet smell like?"

"Brother, I killed these four devils in front of me, can you keep it a secret?"

Hahahahahahaha...

Two grown men, between life and death, mocking the incompetence of the god of death!
　The chapter number seems to be wrong, I must be dazzled.

　　It's being worked on, don't worry.

　　There is still one chapter left, I will post it after the revision.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)