"Report, the Japanese invaders are almost crazy in their attack. We are in short supply of ammunition on the front line and cannot deliver it in such a hurry!"

"knew!"

At this time, Hu Lian was extremely calm:

"Come with me!"

The few officers who stayed at the division headquarters left the division headquarters with Hu Lian.

Fu Niu Valley!

"There!"

Hu Lian pointed toward the top of the Funiu Valley:

"Put the flag there!"

After a while, a national flag was flying at the highest point of Funiu Valley.

Hu Lian looked calm:

"Telegram to all soldiers on the front line to use this flag as the boundary. Behind it is Chongqing! Anyone who takes a step back will die! This is where you and I will be buried!"

This is where you and I are buried!

"Those who take a step back from the national flag will die!"

This order spread throughout the front lines in the shortest possible time.

At that time, the battle to defend Shipai had reached its most critical moment.

Just before, the sound of gunfire was still heard.

But suddenly, the sound of gunfire gradually became sparse.

Then, I couldn't hear it at all.

The valley is terrifyingly quiet!

The Chinese army is running out of ammunition.

Similarly, the Japanese army's logistics supply lines were completely cut off by the Chinese Air Force's bombing.

Their ammunition also began to run out.

In this way, after humans invented thermal weapons, the largest hand-to-hand combat in the history of World War II broke out in this small valley!

There was no sound at all around.

But this kind of quietness makes people feel even more desperate and fearful!

The soldiers stood out from their bunkers one after another.

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Chinese and Japanese armies gathered here.

They were facing each other not far apart.

The wind blew through, carrying the smell of blood.

A bird that didn't know whether to live or die seemed to have smelled the breath of death as soon as it flew over here, and it flapped its wings in a hurry to escape.

The Japanese commander's ghostly howl sounded.

The Japanese soldiers removed their bullets one by one and installed their bayonets.

The Japanese army fought with their bayonets forward to retract bullets, not for some bullshit samurai spirit.

They just eject the bullet that has been sent into the gun chamber and turn off the safety, just because they are worried about the bullet accidentally injuring their teammates.

“Everyone has it!”

On the Chinese army’s position, the officers’ voices rang out at the same time:

"Fire the bayonet!"

Put on the bayonet!

The sharp bayonet gave off bursts of cold light.

The bright sword exudes the light of death!

"All of you, bayonets on!"

That's Meng Shaoyuan's voice!

He and Li Zhifeng looked at each other and actually smiled at each other on this murderous battlefield.

They thought of Houjiacun.

Fight to the death for this country!

Opposite, Japanese troops lined up in neat formation, striding towards here.

Here, countless Chinese soldiers stand proudly with their heads held high!

All over the mountains and plains, they are all determined to die!

Behind is Chongqing!

Defend the last gate, defend the capital, defend the country!

Fight to the death!

"kill!"

As soon as this earth-shattering cry came out, countless Chinese soldiers rushed forward with bayonets and swords in hand!

Fight to the death!

This was the largest hand-to-hand combat in the history of World War II!

The cold light of tens of thousands of bayonets flashed, the killing sounds of tens of thousands of throats shook the sky, and tens of thousands of lives were put in a desperate fight!

Soldiers from China and Japan were engaged in the most terrifying hand-to-hand combat in the most primitive, cruel and bloody way in this small valley!

Human life is worthless here.

Advanced guns and artillery are meaningless here.

The two sides are entangled and intertwined, and blood is splattered. You can't tell whether it is your own or someone else's.

People keep falling around you, and you can't tell whether it's one of your own or the enemy.

The two sides were like two torrents, colliding fiercely, each trying to squeeze the other out of the valley.

Tens of thousands of pairs of feet stepped on the earth, and dust rose up, covering the sky.

Tens of thousands of bayonets were brandished, stabbing at bodies wearing clothes of different colors, no matter who they were.

Here, you can't take a step back!

If you retreat, you may be able to save your life, but you will live with guilt for the rest of your life.

Here, no Chinese soldier will take a step back.

Behind you is the national flag! It is the final gate!

The technique of stabbing is no longer the decisive factor.

More, it is a contest of courage!

Meng Shaoyuan plunged his bayonet into the chest of a Japanese sergeant.

Pulling it out, a stream of blood spurted out.

His body was covered in blood, and it was hard to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or one of his own.

Li Zhifeng has always been by his side.

His duty is to protect the safety of his superiors.

He would not hesitate to use his body to block the bayonet stabbing the officer!

That is, his duty!

Two Japanese soldiers charged fiercely.

Meng Shaoyuan did not retreat, but roared and thrust out his bayonet fiercely.

The bayonet penetrated the Japanese soldier's body, but he couldn't pull it out in his haste.

Another Japanese soldier's bayonet has arrived.

Meng Shaoyuan could only let go and roll on the spot.

But the Japanese soldiers' bayonets pursued him relentlessly.

"Boom"!

Li Zhifeng picked up the handle of his gun and hit the Japanese soldier on the head.

The force used this time was so great that a helmet mixed with blood flew out.

But at this moment, another bayonet stabbed towards Li Zhifeng from the flank.
To be continued...