Chapter 170 Ambush melee

"General, the urgent telegram from the division commander!" The telegram adviser quickly came to Kwanzaki.

Kunizaki Ton hurriedly took it, but after a few glances, his face turned pale.

"Open the radio, frequency **!" He came to the telecommunications shift with a cold face and ordered.

After a while, the live broadcast of Pioneer Radio Station was clearly heard inside.

The live broadcast of the Pioneer Army pushed him to the forefront. If he fails, there is only one result waiting for him, no miracle, except victory.

"The team speeds up! Everyone passes!" Kunozaki turned his face coldly, folded the emergency electric power and put it in his pocket on his chest, and turned his head to command. At that moment, Miyazawa next to him seemed to see only the coldness of death.

All the remaining Japanese forced the people to follow the pace of the Second Brigade together.

"Do you really want to let them go?" Lao Jiang from afar was also listening to the radio. Soong Mei-ling, who was sitting next to him, asked with his hand on his shoulder.

"This little guy is a little soft-hearted. But he must have a way!" Old Jiang said to Soong Mei-ling with a smile, but he looked down on Meng Xiang in his heart. No big deal without a stalwart.

"Will they really let us go?" Kwanzakito walked on the not-so-wide road between the two hills, and couldn't help but ask in his heart. The more he walked forward, the more uneasiness he felt. The original confidence seemed to be about to fall to a low point, but the live broadcast of the Pioneer Army left him with no way out.

The hills were already passing in front of me, and there was a little wide open in front of me. Apart from the mountain in the distance, the surrounding area was more than ten miles away. The Second Battalion also quickly passed the mountain road, and the bloodstains of the 41st Regiment were discovered from time to time. Until the last group of people including Kōzakito walked out of the valley, the Pioneer Army still did not move.

"Go forward quickly!" Kunizaki Ton ordered, but he kept thinking in his heart: "What's going on? Does the vanguard army want to block the mountain there? This time they don't block it, and the next time they can't block it? Could it be..." He looked at the open space around, except for some wild dogs wandering nearby, and there was no trace of a figure. There was no news from the scouts in front, and there was no place to hide the figures around.

After passing the valley, the Japanese were relieved and held the common people's hands and relaxed a little. They were about to move their hands and feet that were blown by the cold wind in the valley when they suddenly heard dozens of people shouting in the open place beside the road in unison: "Let's go down! I'm going to shoot!"

It was a Chinese who knew what this meant. Immediately, the common people and the puppet army fell to the ground under the slackened by the Japanese, and some even dragged the Japanese to the ground. Gao Changhuai quickly supported the pregnant woman and pressed her to the ground with Xing Zongchang. As the shouts came out, not far from the roadside on both sides of the long team, under the dead grass and rotten leaves on the roadside, soldiers wearing cloaks of similar colors and hanging dead grass jumped out, and their faces were black. They held Somi and began to shoot at the Japanese gathering.

Countless blood splashed in the places where the Japanese gathered, and some of the Japanese near the people who had not fallen to the ground survived and raised their guns to fight back. But in a short distance, the people rushed over quickly. The Japanese gave up their control over the people, and howled and rushed forward with bayonets.

Fu Yucheng had just raised his big knife, and Zhao Tiedan, not far away, had already shot two guns and knocked down the Japanese in front of him. After three days of concentrated training, Zhao Tiedan felt very comfortable with using two guns. Helplessly, Fu Yucheng had to turn his target to another Japanese who had just gotten up from the ground. The Japanese was angrily holding a bayonet and stabbing a middle-aged aunt who dragged him to the ground. Fu Yucheng quickly cut off his right hand and then snatched it on the Japanese neck. Then he kicked the Japanese to the ground. The action was done in one go, making Meng Xiang, who was watching the live broadcast, cheered loudly.

After Fu Yucheng and Wei Hanchao separated, the more and more large troops they gathered became the target of the Japanese. Fortunately, Wei Hanchao did not really sacrifice them. They attacked a military camp near Shijiazhuang, which diverted the Japanese's attention there. Under the vanguard army's support team, they just crossed the Yellow River where the Japanese were not blocked tight the day before yesterday.

Even though Fu Yucheng was a little dissatisfied with Wei Hanchao, the news of the Japanese kidnapping of the people still made him indignant and volunteered to join the war. The remaining eighty subordinates were all good at using big swords and passed the test together and participated in the rescue operation.

Fu Yucheng held a big knife in his hand and looked forward, but saw Zhang Feihu shooting left and right, knocking down three Japanese devils in a row in a few shots. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart and touched the newly fired Browning's powerful pistol on his waist.

Given the problem of Luge's lack of bullets in the last melee battle, this time, except for a few used to other guns, the other players of the operation were all equipped with 13 rounds of Browning's powerful pistols, and most of them were double guns.

Deng Shaohu, who took the initiative to join the war, held a submachine gun in one hand and Browning in the other hand, constantly looking for targets that could be shot. As the Japanese dispersed, the combat power of the submachine gun was temporarily ineffective, but the pistol was fully utilized. Some vanguard soldiers simply threw away Somi, who had just shot empty magazines, and also drew out two guns to quickly hit the surrounding Japanese.

"Ding!" With a sound, a sneak attacking Japanese bayonet stabbed Deng Shaohu's back, but was blocked by the aluminum alloy plate inside the bulletproof vest. Although the steel bulletproof vest was better, it was too heavy and inflexible. Except for the bull soldiers and some strong soldiers, more than half of the soldiers could not wear it for a long time.

So in addition to the expensive silk and nylon bulletproof vests, Meng Xiang asked someone to process the aluminum alloy plates of the two new aircraft that were disassembled and studied and replaced some steel plates, which greatly reduced the weight. Although the bulletproof effect was very poor, there was no problem with the defense bayonet.

The Japanese bayonet was blocked, and he couldn't help but be stunned and looked up at Deng Shaohu. Deng Shaohu was about to scold him, but the Japanese's head was swung away. Behind him, Niu Baisui's calm face still holding a shovel of engineers appeared in front of Deng Shaohu. There were too many sudden changes in this mission to save people, and there were much fewer cloned soldiers than dull. The cloned soldiers selected were all the numbers and upgraded faster.

Mu Shuanzhu also waved the engineer shovel, and was nearly two meters tall, which was particularly prominent on the battlefield. Since he had not been lurking training, he hid in the hidden tunnel behind with the latter group of people, and came one step late. But his figure dancing the engineer shovel attracted the attention of the Japanese. He had just cut half of the head of a Japanese man, and the two Japanese stabbed him with bayonets at the same time. Mu Shuanzhuli ignored their bayonets and swung the engineer shovel to slash at one of the Japanese man's heads. Sometimes the battle on the battlefield was only a slight difference, and he could not tolerate fear. The Japanese man was also a veteran, and he did not retreat at all. He shouted and his eyes were wide open, and the bayonets were stalking and stabbed them.

"Damn!" The steel plate bulletproof vest on Mu Shuanzhu's body blocked the bayonet stabbing. He was only shaken by the impact of the two bayonets, but the engineer shovel split the Japanese spirit cover without any mistake, and his brain disintegrated. Another Japanese also slowed down the bayonet in his hand, but then stabbed his neck. But his height was less than Mu Shuanzhu's chest, which made his incongruous movements slower, and he only stabbed the steel plate under the neck of the dodge Mu Shuanzhu. He was kicked down by Mu Shuanzhu with long arms and long legs. He took the opportunity to cut his belly with a shovel, and his intestines were hooked out by the engineer shoveling on the teeth. He screamed and rolled a few times, but stopped moving.

The gunshots of "pa" are endless. The two thousand vanguard soldiers in this operation fought against nearly two thousand Japanese devils, and the number of people was not inferior. The death trial of thirteen bullets further expanded the advantage. The assassination advantage of the Japanese veterans was either blocked by bulletproof vests or ended early by pistol bullets.

The group of wild dogs wandering nearby also rushed up and rushed towards the Japanese who were holding bayonets.

Some Japanese were caught off guard, bitten by others, or rushed to the ground. The dogs faithfully carried out the training results of biting their lower body and throat. Seeing a Japanese wailing as they covered their lower body and bleeding, Meng Xiang couldn't help but tighten his legs.

Although the dogs' raids achieved remarkable results, there were still many casualties in the face of the skilled Japanese devils, which made Meng Xiang immediately issued an order to stop the attack. They had successfully completed the task of dispersing Japanese scouts. Without armor, they were still not enough to compete with the prepared Japanese veterans with their sharp claws.

"The brave vanguard army soldiers rushed towards the Japanese invaders and started a fight close to each other. Look at the soldier, he tripped over an Japanese devil with one move, and then slashed Huashan with another force. He slashed down the big knife and directly chopped the Japanese devil's neck. With a "click" sound, the Japanese devil's head rolled to the ground..." Song Shixiong, who was watching the commentary on the mountain through a large-caliber telescope, said that he couldn't help but bring out his tone when he was talking about storytelling on the flyover. But the listeners who listened to the radio applauded. The scene of the vanguard army killing the enemy made the Chinese people who hated the Japanese devils very relieved.

"The soldier nearly two meters high raised the engineer shovel in his hand at an oblique angle of 45 degrees and headed straight to the face of a Japanese pirate at an extremely fast speed of 70 yards. After the sharp cold light flashed, the Japanese pirate's face was full of peach blossoms. Ah, the sunset had already set, and the sunset in the sky reflected the blood light on the battlefield. At this time, it was the time when the jackdaw returned to his nest. A jackdaw flew over the sky..." Zhao Zhengxiang also entered the state and found the feeling of reciting poetry when he was a young literary man.

"Swap people, change people!" Meng Xiang was sweating coldly. Who are you looking for? The Pioneer Army would not be so lacking in talents, right?
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