Chapter 218

The atmosphere on the ambush position was extremely tense, and the murderous intent was about to erupt. The Japanese corps that were invading deeply towards the Jin-Cha-Hebei Military Region did not realize that countless murderous intents had been buried beside them, and still smiled grimly for the upcoming burning, killing, looting.

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded, and signal flares flew from far to near in the air, "Kill!~" "Fire!" The shouts of officers of the Eighth Route Army at all levels were like a wave of sounds, gunshots and cannons suddenly kicked off the war.

Proficiently pull the bolt and load it, aim at the Japanese soldiers, hook the trigger, the Japanese soldiers set up their servants, and then return to perform the previous cycle.

Li Weiyou and other soldiers skillfully shot and killed the Japanese soldiers among the frightened birds. The range of Bayi shot really exerted strong lethality.

After all, Japanese soldiers who had received regular military training quickly dispersed after being knocked down at the beginning, lying down, and fighting back with guns. At the same time, they set up machine gun cover and howled and charged on both sides. Although the puppet army was disorganized for a while, they quickly recovered under the strong command of the Japanese army. After all, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese main combat unit is incomparable to ordinary mixed-organized units.

"Up the bayonet!~" "Up the bayonet!~" "Up the!~ stab!~ knife!~"

Seeing that the gun volley was not effective, in order to save bullets, the company commanders of each company decisively issued charge orders.

From far to near the front, waves of commands full of high fighting spirit came from the front.

A cold light flashed from the Eighth Route Army's position, and the loud charge echoed throughout the battlefield. Li Wei was excited when he heard it. Such a familiar and exciting charge made many enemies of the Chinese People's Army frightened, and even after the war, he was still in a terrifying dream.

"Kill!" Li Wei shouted and grabbed his gun and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers. With him, thousands of Eighth Route Army soldiers charged for selflessness amid the shouts of killing.

Li Wei glanced from the corner of his eyes and glanced at Fan Guowen, who was sweeping happily in the back with a machine gun. He had long heard that the machine gun was still rhythmic. He was playing the score of "Spanish Bullfighter Dance" just now, and now it has become the drum beat of African tribes! Fight! Why is this gun the same as a human?

During the rapid charge, most of the Eighth Route Army soldiers skillfully advanced in tortuous rushing. Listening to the bullets passing by their ears and the explosion of air waves blew their hair, Li Wei seemed to have forgotten everything, his blood was burning, and he was not afraid of life and death. His gun was aimed straight in the direction of the Japanese soldiers, and his long roars and shouted at the killing sound, and his comrades were like a sharp knife stabbing at the long snake formed by the enemy.

Halfway through, many Eighth Route Army soldiers took out a grenade, bit off the fuse, and threw it out with one swing, like a group of black dots flying through the sky. A group of fire balls that devoured flesh and life were burst out from the group of enemies, and the howling continued.

Suddenly attacked, the Japanese soldiers who were in a madness howled and organized a charge squadron, and counterattacked the Eighth Route Army without any slightest.

The Japanese soldiers who had completely forgotten everything were howling long live the Emperor. The two sides were like two huge waves, dense bayonets with bright and cold light shining on the top of the waves collided hard, causing blood to light up.

Fan Guowen's Maxim heavy machine gun vented the bullets happily, but more often he bit Li Wei's body tightly, covering Li Wei's body more than ten meters, accurately shooting the Japanese soldiers rushing towards Li Wei again and again, and the fish that escaped the net did not need Fan Guowen to worry at all. With the heavy machine gun, he would be escorted with extraordinary tacit understanding. In this melee battlefield, it would be like a thorn all over his body, and he could not see or touch it.

"Hahaha! Great! Great!" Fan Guowen excitedly pulled Maxim from time to time and looked at the loopholes to face the battlefield in the melee. On the charge position, only Fan Guowen's Maxim could provide firepower support on the battlefield in the melee between the enemy and us from time to time. Other light and heavy firepower points have been transferred to promote and suppress them.

If it is said in reality that the Japanese devils are vulnerable like on movies and TV, this is a completely lie. The soldiers of the Japanese main combat troops are not only disciplined, but also have accurate shooting skills, extremely experienced combat experience, and cooperate with each other. Since they lose command, they can also spontaneously assemble and take the initiative, which also makes the battle extremely difficult.

After the power of the charge, Li Wei had already collided with a Japanese soldier. The Japanese man was short and strong, gasping, his eyes were red, and his face was full of madness. He obviously had rich combat experience, tried to lower the center of gravity of the bayonet, aimed the tip of the knife at Li Wei, and stabbed him at lightning speed with a loud shout.

Li Wei suddenly pushed open the gun, and the buttstock hit the Japanese soldier's stomach, which made his face twisted. Li Wei was not worried about the effect. The Type 81 rifle stock in his hand was a real mahogany material, heavy and hard, and it would definitely be a bit of fun to be beaten.

The Japanese soldier howled and withdrew several steps, his eyes were full of fierce light, cursing something in his mouth, and rushed up again. Even Li Wei had to admire the Japanese soldiers' resistance and combat qualities. If he had been replaced by the puppet army, he had already rolled his eyes and dizzy.

A few puppet soldiers behind Li Wei saw that there was a bargain and rushed over secretly. Before they could approach Li Wei, a 7.9mm caliber machine gun bullet rain swept through the diagonal thorn, and several puppet soldiers' bodies covered with large bullet holes in tea bowls fell into the dust.

Li Wei was not soft-hearted and avoided sideways in a simple manner. The bayonet on the gun in his hand flashed on the back of the Japanese soldier and retreated from his chest. Before the Japanese soldier could fall down in astonishment, he continued to shook his hand and squeezed his brains, which made his brain burst. Sometimes the battlefield was so cruel.

Li Wei wiped the red and white human brain juice on the butt. In addition to a sensation, he felt even more heartbroken. The mahogany stock is a piece of mahogany, and it is also an authentic rosewood. How much does it cost to be sold in modern times?

Not tolerate Li Wei's thoughts, another Japanese soldier rushed over. At this time, Li Wei was in full swing. He kicked him down and stabbed him hard. With a howl, a blood arrow squirted out. The Japanese screams seemed to be the most wonderful music in Li Wei's ears. He was protecting his country and his compatriots. This bloody killing was a tit-for-tit-tit-tit-tit-tit-tit-tit-tit-tit-and-blood-for-blood-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-blood-for-look-out-of-this makes Li Wei feel more accomplished and worthy than this.

It's a man, and he died on the battlefield for the country, with only one word: "worth it!".

The battlefield was in chaos, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers in light blue uniforms and the Japanese soldiers in yellow tweed uniforms shouted and fought in a fight. Life was as valuable as straw here, and blood stained the battlefield. There were Eighth Route Army and Japanese soldiers. Their parents had their lives to ashes for decades of their birth.

He pulled out the bayonet and raised his hand to give a Japanese soldier beside him who was killed with an Eighth Route Army soldier. Li Wei was not like a rigid Japanese soldier. He had to withdraw the bullets in the gun chamber when fighting for the bayonet. He was also not a good man and a woman. Li Wei would never mind doing the black gun behind his back.

Hearing the strange noise behind him, Li Wei suddenly turned his head, and a ferocious Japanese soldier with a head full of ferocious face flew past him with a steel helmet. A headless body, trembling limbs, fell down in front of Li Wei, and the bayonet at his hand was only a few centimeters away from Li Wei.

It was so dangerous, Li Wei thought in his mind that he almost died, and there was a cold sweat behind him.

Not far away, his squad leader Lei Long was covered in blood and showed a self-smile smile at Li Wei. At least Li Wei knew that squad leader Lei was now like this. Just relying on his smile, he would definitely scare the three-year-old baby to cry. Why don’t the villagers sue him for disturbing the people?!! ~

Unexpectedly, while protecting his comrades, there were also comrades who were protecting him. Li Wei shrugged helplessly at Squad Leader Lei, grabbed the Bayi gun and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers beside him. He also saw that many of the Japanese soldiers falling around him were not killed by him. He grinned in the direction of Fan Guowen.

The battle was unexpectedly cruel and tragic. Both sides not only fought for people and weapons, but also fought for will, only killing, killing, killing and killing!

When the Eighth Route Army soldiers and Japanese soldiers were fighting against the bayonet, they fought with other opponents in chaos, and fell into a state of chaos in hand-to-hand combat.

On the ground, the wounded soldiers of the Eighth Route Army even used their mouths, teeth, and the Japanese wounded soldiers to let the other party take their last breath in the most primitive way. Often, four or five Japanese soldiers stabbed an Eighth Route Army soldier down, but at the same time, the fallen soldiers fired grenades and died with the enemy. The corpses on the battlefield were also strange in shape, but they were always the same characteristic, and they maintained the fighting posture during their lifetime.

From early morning to dusk, both sides pushed into the new forces to fight on the battlefield. The strong will of the Eighth Route Army finally gained the upper hand. The huge pressure brought to the enemy by the sudden attack caused the enemy to gradually retreat, and the balance of victory moved little by little towards the Eighth Route Army.

When the sun was about to set, both sides were exhausted. There were only sparse gunfire or occasional shouts of killing on the battlefield, as well as the muffled sound of enemy cars being burned out of tires and the explosion when the arms were exploding, the painful moans of the wounded on the ground hit the bloody Japanese wing on the blocking line of the 115th Division, and had to retreat from the road, and the battlefield suddenly became empty.

The fierce battle of life and death caused everyone to fall into a state of extreme power loss.

The bayonet on the gun had broken, and cracks were cracked. The military sting at the muzzle was gone. Li Wei was gasping for breath, his face was not known to be his own or the Japanese. He dripped across his face and dripped intermittently on the tip of his chin. His throat seemed to be burning. He was exhausted and could hit him with one punch. He had no strength or mood to hurt his mahogany butt stock, and his physical strength was almost exhausted. This battle was no longer as good as the sneak attack during the anti-sweeping battle. He could easily touch a large number of enemies in the chaos. Instead, on the battlefield of head-on confrontation, only one by one can eliminate the enemies in front of him can survive. This is a conventional frontal battle, and the physical and mental consumption is extremely huge.
Chapter completed!