The house was burning like a thunderbolt. In the collapsed ruins, countless figures were colliding with each other and fighting. Sparks were splashed by the swords, and blood fountains sprayed in the smoke.

The two platoons of intersecting troops led by Daozi made the Japanese who were ambushing in several dark compounds howl like ghosts and wolves. Before the Japanese could recover from their dizziness, the cold sharp blades had already pierced their bodies.

Covered by waves of hundreds of grenades, the Japanese were already dead and wounded, and the remaining ones were all covered in bruises and disgrace.

Although there were not many remaining Japs, when they saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing in, they were like struggling trapped animals, bursting out with strong fighting power and fighting in a melee with the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

From time to time, injured little Japs would knock off grenades, hug the guerrilla officers and soldiers, and explode into a ball of blood mist. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, but the Japs were still fierce.

But the brothers under Daozi are not vegetarians. They dare to attack hundreds of Japanese with two platoons. How can they be afraid of the Japanese? They are also brave and not afraid of death.

Knife led three brothers and rushed into a building. The two Japanese who were coming up were kicked by them and hit the wall. Then they stabbed them with bayonets, causing screams.

"Kill them!"

An extremely cold voice came from the stairs. It was the Japanese Captain Qingyuan. When he saw the Japanese coming straight towards him, his smoky face was full of anger.

More than a dozen Japs rushed downstairs with bayonets in hand and surrounded Daozi and the three brothers. The Japs soldiers' faces flashed with fierceness, and they looked at Daozi as if they were dead.

Dao Zi and the others were defending back to back. Flames were sweeping outside, and the house was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. Dao Zi saw the Japs surrounding him and others, and secretly thought that he was being reckless.

Daozi and his brothers licked their chapped lips, ready for a fight to the death. Daozi stared at the short, ugly Japanese soldier in front of him, grinned, and suddenly stretched his hand to his waist.

The Japanese soldier held a sharp bayonet in both hands, and his eyes followed the knife's hand. When he saw the knife quickly taking off the grenade and holding it in his hand, he was so frightened that he was scared to death.

There are indeed a lot of Japanese soldiers, but in this narrow room, as long as the grenade explodes, they will be dead.

The knife bit open the bottom cover with lightning speed, as if to pull the string. When the Japanese saw the grinning guerrilla officer and soldier, they already cursed in their hearts and turned around to throw him down.

"They have grenades, hide!"

The stocky little devil did not forget to remind his companions when he turned around and threw himself down.

These Japanese soldiers surrounding the knife did not want to be blown up in a daze. They reacted very quickly. They all turned around and threw themselves around, trying to avoid the grenade that was about to explode.

When the Japanese turned around and threw the knife down, the grenade was inserted back into his waist again, holding the bayonet and growling: "Kill -"

Several brothers back to back rushed towards the Japs with red eyes, but the Japs left their backs to them at this moment. The Japs made a stupid decision.

"Huh! Huh!"

The Japanese soldiers did not wait for the expected explosion. Instead, there was the sound of bayonets stabbing into the flesh and bones rubbing against each other, and streams of blood flew out.

The knives and the others were fierce and cunning, and the bayonets were stabbed continuously. The Japanese who fell to the ground became the targets of slaughter.

By the time the Japs came to their senses, only two of the dozen or so Japs were left. They looked at the few Chinese officers and soldiers covered in smoke and blood in horror. They had been deceived.

Knife and the others were veterans who had crawled out from among the dead. Under such a siege, they naturally knew that if they fought with bayonets, they would only be stabbed into pieces.

So he pulled out the grenade to scare the Japs. These Japs had also fought many battles with the Chinese Army. When they saw the Chinese officers and soldiers rushing forward with grenades, their scalp went numb, so they subconsciously wanted to hide.

After all, Chinese officers and soldiers risk their lives to protect their homeland and country, and they are not willing to be killed by a cheap grenade.

But this time the little Japs miscalculated. Daozi took advantage of the Japs' fear of grenades, deceived them once, and successfully launched a counterattack.

The wails and screams continued downstairs, and the Japanese Captain Qingyuan upstairs didn't know what was happening downstairs. He soon heard footsteps on the stairs.

Captain Qingyuan pointed the southern pistol at the stairs, but before he could see the figure, a smoking grenade flew up first.

"asshole!"

Captain Qingyuan saw the grenade rolling to his feet, hurriedly ran a few steps to the side and threw it down.

The grenade this time was real, and the only remaining grenade was left to Captain Qingyuan.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded into a ball of fire upstairs, and the explosive fragments flew everywhere. Tables and chairs were blown away, and then all kinds of sawdust and debris swept towards Captain Qingyuan.

Before the smoke from the explosion had dissipated, Dao Zi led his brothers covered in blood to rush upstairs. They saw Captain Qingyuan and two Japanese soldiers lying on the ground squirming, and they rushed up and stabbed him several times without hesitation.

Captain Qingyuan was ordered to lead his troops to ambush here, preparing to focus on destroying the guerrilla forces that had invaded the city. However, he never expected that he would be overthrown by a small unit responsible for intervening.

"He seems to be a high official!"

Some brothers saw that the Nizi military uniform worn by the Japanese captain Qingyuan was different from the other Japanese soldiers, and they shouted excitedly.

"I can't remember all the Japanese officials we killed. It's nothing to make a fuss about."

Daozi glanced through the window at the dark battlefield outside, and saw that the brothers had controlled the situation but were still fighting. He squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes from the Japs, put it on them, and took a deep breath.

He called to the brothers: "Let's go downstairs and help the brothers."

When Daozi and the others were exchanging fire with the Japanese troops ambushing them, the sudden battle here also attracted the attention of the commanders on both sides.

"It should be Daozi and the others who ran into the Japanese. The Third Company will go to reinforce them immediately!"

Yang Ling's heart sank when he saw the explosion of fire over there. He was worried that they would be in danger due to the knives piercing through them, so he immediately sent reinforcements.

When the Japanese commander Major Qingchuan saw the explosions over there, he had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, but his troops had been dispersed to various streets, and now he was stretched thin.

So he had to personally find the commander of the Skeleton Special Forces, Makino Kanan, and ask their powerful elite force to help him.

If a commander of ordinary conventional troops asked for him, Makino Kanan would definitely refuse, because they have no contact with conventional troops and there is no need to take risks to help others.
Chapter completed!