Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 229 Defeat like a mountain

"Yanli-kun! Today, no matter what, those Tubalus must be killed! Kill them all!" Yanli Zhenghui's eyes were red, he drew out his command knife, and said ruthlessly.

Matsushita Masamune was taken aback by Yanli Masaki's appearance, looking at Yanli Masaki in the dark night, he didn't look like a human, he was simply an evil ghost.

Just as Matsushita Masamune was stunned for a moment, Yanli Masaki took out the saber from his waist and ran towards the direction of the flames.

now.

The 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion have already rushed into the devil's position and started a fierce battle with the little devils in the position.

Noisy gunshots resounded over the position, and both sides tried their best to pour their bullets towards each other.

Although there were a large number of little devils, their formation suddenly became chaotic under the fierce offensive of the guard regiment.

Although the [-] cover in the devil's hand is quite powerful, it is nothing in front of the fierce submachine gun.

Under the stormy offensive of the soldiers, the devil soldiers were beaten back and forth, only daring to hide behind the cover and fire their guns.

These devils hadn't eaten much. Under the double torture of hunger and illness, how could they have any will to fight?
The soldiers in the 1st Battalion and 2nd Battalion were full of energy and rushed forward with the determination to win.

Under their continuous attack, the defensive formation originally built by the devils was instantly torn apart, and the defensive positions that were originally connected in a line were adjusted intermittently.

This was a fatal blow to the devil's troops, which were already somewhat insufficient in combat effectiveness.

Although the little devils stationed two divisions on this mountain range, their forces are scattered everywhere.

The location Li Yunlong chose to attack was just one of the positions, and the strength of this position is currently supported by only one wing.

Not to mention how long has it been since the little devils had a full meal, how do they have the strength to fight?
The Japanese camp was ablaze.

The deafening gunfire was mixed with the cries of devils.

The machine gun company had already seized a position and poured firepower at the devils in front.

The machine gunner easily judged where they were by the light of the devil's muzzle, and kept changing the muzzle to shoot at them.

As more and more ghost soldiers fell, the remaining ghost soldiers were filled with an emotion called fear.

Under the command of Japanese officers at all levels, they tried to surround this attacking force.

But as soon as they encircled them, the encirclement circle would be torn open a huge gap under the fierce firepower.

Like a killing god, Li Yunlong kept walking on the battlefield, holding a submachine gun and aiming at the devil soldiers in the position.

He couldn't remember how many devils he had killed, nor how many times he had changed the magazine. He only knew that when the gunshot rang out, a devil soldier would surely fall.

Rather than saying that this was a surprise attack, it would be better to classify it as a massacre. These devils have long since lost their fangs and claws, and turned into their original appearance.

The wolves and tigers had a great psychological impact on these ghost soldiers. They had never seen such a fierce army fighting.

Not to mention other things when meeting, first a shuttle of bullets swept over, the kind that didn't make sense at all.

Relying on the strong fighting will of the soldiers and their fierce firepower, the 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion have completely defeated the Devils.

There are only so many devils in the battlefield, and both sides are desperately killing these devils to defeat them.

The ghost soldiers were killed and retreated steadily, but Zhang Dabiao and Shen Quan didn't intend to let them go, and they chased and beat them directly.

"Bastard! Attack! Attack!" Yanli Masaki looked at the fleeing troops, yelled angrily, and kept waving the command knife in his hand.

But the Devil Soldier, whose nerves were already broken, couldn't care less about talking to Masaki Iwali.

Not to mention that because of the darkness of the night, they didn't even know who was blocking them. One of the fleeing devil soldiers directly overthrew Yan Li Zhenghui to the ground.

"Baga!" Yanli Zhenghui lost his center of gravity and was overturned to the ground, hitting the back of his head on an oval-shaped stone.

Yanli Zhenghui let out a muffled snort, and passed out immediately.

"Yanli-kun, Yanli-kun, where are you?" Matsushita Masamura, who was looking for Yanli Masaki in the dark, kept calling Yanli Masaki.

"You little devil, what the hell are you talking about?" The chasing soldier took out a grenade and threw it towards the south of Matsushita.

"rock…"

Before Matsushita Zhengnan could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a loud "bang" in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if someone had hit his heart hard with a hammer.

Under the shock wave of the grenade explosion, Matsushita Zhengnan's body flew out lightly like a kite, and then fell to the ground in various ways.

Matsushita Masamune's body twitched twice, completely unconscious.

The news of the division headquarters being attacked soon reached the ears of the ghost soldiers stationed around.

When they were in a hurry and wanted to go to the division headquarters for support, they were attacked one after another.

These troops were the rest of the Eighth Route Army who came from the rear, and the support troops of the devil soldiers were quickly restrained by them.

Fighting was in full swing in almost every position, and the soldiers from all branches of the Eighth Route Army were venting their accumulated emotions for more than a month.

The ghost soldiers, who were so hungry and dizzy, couldn't even hold on to a round of offensive by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army. The ghost soldiers were quickly killed and fled.

Naturally, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army would not easily miss such an opportunity to beat the dogs in the water. Relying on excellent tactical coordination, they quickly surrounded these ghost soldiers.

Early morning hours.

The sky has gradually started to brighten.

The pursuit task has been handed over to the 1st Battalion and 2nd Battalion by Li Yunlong. At this time, he is leading a group of people to clean up the battlefield and clean up the corpses on the battlefield to prevent devils pretending to be dead from hiding.

"Remember! Throat! One knife on the left and right chest!" Li Yunlong said to the soldiers beside him, holding a [-] big cap.

"After poking it in, make sure to give it a full turn! Make sure they're dead!"

"Yes! Commander! We understand!" The soldiers surrounding Li Yunlong scattered in all directions, cleaning up the devil's corpse according to the method Li Yunlong taught.

Unexpectedly, there was a ghost soldier pretending to be dead. Seeing Li Yunlong getting closer and closer to him, he was so frightened that he got up from the ground and wanted to run away.

But how could Li Yunlong give him this opportunity, raising the gun, pulling the bolt, and pulling the trigger, the whole action was natural.

A bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun immediately, hitting the back of the devil soldier's head accurately, smashing him to pieces in an instant.

The whole process took less than two seconds, and Li Yunlong's superb marksmanship instantly won applause from the surrounding soldiers.

"Tell me, Lao Li, what is a sharpshooter!" Li Yunlong asked with a smile.

The voice just fell.

"Regimental Commander! We have captured a group of prisoners of war! What do you think we should do with them?" Li Yunlong heard a voice behind him.

(End of this chapter)