"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One after another, the artillery fire came down, and the little Japanese artillery was immediately reduced to dust, and the firepower was also reduced by more than half.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of the Independent Battalion immediately swarmed forward and attacked the Japanese blocking position one after another.

Things will be easier to handle later on.

The little Japanese thought that the independent battalion would fight with them on bayonets, so they loaded their bayonets one after another and took the initiative to meet them.

Then there was a dense rain of bullets. As soon as the little Japs on the blocking position jumped out of the bunker, they were shot in the body and fell down in large pieces screaming.

In order to prevent the gun from misfiring and inadvertently injuring friendly troops, and to be confident enough in his stabbing, the little devil would usually eject the bullets from the barrel of the gun before stabbing.

At this time, facing the independent battalion soldiers with live ammunition, the little Japs of the 4th Brigade completely turned into a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Baga, damn it! These damn Tubal Roads are so ungrateful in martial arts!" Faced with the onrushing independent battalion army, the Japanese Chief of Staff Tada Ichiro yelled angrily.

Then he turned to Yoshida Jirio on the side and said: "Yoshida-kun, please stay here for a while, and I will report this matter to the brigade commander!"

"Hiyi!"

Even though he knew that Ichiro Tada would most likely not come back, and that if he stayed, he would die, Jirio Yoshida still gave a serious pause, because this is the duty of a soldier.

"Yoshida-kun, you must hold on, please!"

After Ichiro Tada finished speaking, he hurried forward with two guards.

"The warriors of the Empire, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor and the Empire of Japan!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to me! Kill the chicken and give it to me!!!"

Yoshida Jirio fiercely pulled out the command sword from his waist and took the lead in killing them himself.

At that time, the distance between the enemy and ourselves was quite close. Therefore, it was impossible for the independent battalion to eliminate all the enemies with bullets.

Soon the two armies were engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

In the rebel army, Wang Chengzhu held a medium-sized formal rifle with a bayonet and went all out. Wherever he passed, Japanese soldiers were beheaded one after another.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen little devils had been killed. Monk Wei was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he guarded him tightly.

But when he saw Wang Chengzhu's skill, he suddenly felt that he was a little redundant. It didn't seem like he was protecting Wang Chengzhu at all, but more like Wang Chengzhu was protecting him.

Because Wang Chengzhu, the God of Killing, was around, all the heads were snatched away, but he himself didn't kill many.

At this time, Wang Chengzhu finally met head-on with the Japanese captain who had killed several independent battalion soldiers.

This person is none other than the Japanese squadron leader Yoshida Jirio.

Both of them deliberately approached each other and wanted to kill the other's officer, who was a huge threat, in order to reduce the losses of their own soldiers. Therefore, they did not talk to each other after they met, and they started fighting to the death.

"Chinese pig, die!" Yoshidajiri shouted, holding a knife in both hands and slashing towards Wang Chengzhu's face.

I saw Wang Chengzhu holding a gun with one hand, and with a casual pick, he easily swung away Yoshida Shirio's oncoming saber, and then cursed in Japanese: "What a bastard Japanese slave! In terms of this hand-to-hand combat, we China

Human beings are your ancestors! Uncle, I will show you today how powerful our Chinese soldiers are!"

"Japanese slave" is a scornful term for little devils, and no little devil wants to hear this name.

Yoshida Jirio didn't expect that Wang Chengzhu could understand his words and scolded him back. He was startled for a moment, and then he said angrily with a gloomy face: "Baga Ya Road! Damn China pig! I will chop you alive."

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In anger, he swung his knife and struck Wang Chengzhu again.

After systematic transformation, Wang Chengzhu's overall physical fitness even surpassed that of Monk Wei, so he naturally looked down upon the Yoshida Jirio in front of him.

Wang Chengzhu said in Chinese this time: "You're a little Japanese slave? I'll give you a hand!" After saying that, Wang Chengzhu waved his gun again to attack! This time he didn't give Yoshida Jirio any chance to get entangled.

Because the troops from both sides are fighting fiercely, soldiers may be injured or even die at any moment.

Wang Chengzhu didn't want to delay any longer, so he took advantage of Yoshidajiri's knife to slash at the middle door, which was wide open, and stabbed out with a middle-class rifle like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

An inch long, an inch strong.

The length advantage of the bayonet was fully utilized by Wang Chengzhu.

Before the saber in Yoshida Jiri's hand could be struck down, Wang Chengzhu's bayonet stabbed him in the chest first.

Just listen to the sound of "Pfft!" The sharp bayonet penetrated Yoshida Jiri's chest easily, and the bloody bayonet penetrated straight to the back.

Yoshida Jiri's hands holding the saber high were like an automatic car that suddenly stalled and lost power. He paused violently, and then with difficulty he looked down at the bayonet that was completely embedded in his chest. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't hold it back.

Blood spurted out.

Wang Chengzhu withdrew his rifle and then kicked it out. Before Yoshida Jirio lost consciousness, he felt as if his lower abdomen had been hit hard by a speeding locomotive. His whole body was like a bag of garbage, and his body was out of control.

It flew backwards for a full two or three meters before falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing that there is less air coming in and more air coming out, it is certain that I will not survive.

Wang Chengzhu snorted coldly: "You kid, remember this! The person who took your life is Wang Chengzhu, the commander of the Independent Battalion of the 386th Brigade, 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army! Bah, bullshit Bushido! You are vulnerable!"

After saying that, Wang Chengzhu noticed someone rushing towards him and turned around to block with his gun.

With a "clang" sound, the saber stabbed by the Japanese second lieutenant was immediately swung away, and the man took two steps back.

While he was not yet firmly on his feet, Wang Chengzhu stepped forward and thrust forward fiercely.

"Poof!" The bayonet hit the attacking Japanese second lieutenant's abdomen. Wang Chengzhu shot out angrily, almost with all his strength, and it also went straight through the back, and the muzzle of the gun almost missed it.

"Batalion Commander, Xiao...Xin."

Monk Wei who was on the side was fighting vigorously when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He was about to call out a warning, but found that the Japanese second lieutenant who had made a sneak attack had been stabbed through.

It turned out that the Japanese second lieutenant was furious when he saw his commander was killed by Wang Chengzhu, so he ran over and tried to avenge Wang Chengzhu from behind by sneak attack.

But he never thought that Wang Chengzhu's vigilance was so sensitive that he was discovered before he could succeed. After the sneak attack was blocked, he didn't need to pause to continue stabbing him with the gun.

At that time, because his footing was not stable, although he realized that something was wrong, he still had no way to avoid it. He could only watch the bloody bayonet pierce his lower abdomen.

Then Wang Chengzhu twisted his right hand harder, and the Japanese second lieutenant felt a heartbreaking pain in his lower abdomen. Then Wang Chengzhu suddenly withdrew the bayonet, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!