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Chapter 300 Crazy hand-to-hand combat

"Everyone has it, bayonet~"

In the sunlight that was already slanting, Hu Biao first threw down the M1918A2 light machine gun with no spare magazine after throwing away the bullets in his hand.

Then, he rushed to the Japanese who had already rushed into the front 80 meters in front of the position and smashed two grenades with all his strength in one breath.

Then, the soldier did not take out a pair of wrench guns at his waist, and opened fire directly with such a pair of weapons at the bottom of the box.

But because of the excessive force, even the blue veins on his neck were raised, Hu Biao shouted at the top of his lungs.

After roaring like this, he pointed out which one of the three-eight large covers and a mid-stage rifle on the ground was used as the weapon he would drive next.

Without any hesitation, Hu Biao decisively chose the former.

The reason is very simple. The 1.28-meter-long 38 cover of the gun body is 1.7 meters long after the bayonet is applied. The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, this thing has some advantages in the thorn fight.

After picking up the 38th large cover with his toes, Hu Biao put a bayonet on a "click" sound.

Then, before the guy suddenly stepped out of his position and rushed towards the Japanese not far away, he shouted again:

"Brothers, I don't say much about other beautiful words.

Think about Hengyang City behind you. Once this place is lost, the Japanese can quickly seize the Hunan-Guizhou Railway, open up the entire mainland transportation line, and occupy more areas.

Starting from September 18th, think about how many homes we have lost.

Ice City, Fengtian, Peiping, Magic City, Jinling, Xuzhou, Taiyuan, Datong, Wuhan, Nanchang, Yangcheng, Zhengzhou, Hefei, Changsha, there are so many of these that they dare not think about themselves. When they think about it, they are ashamed of their ancestors.

Now, we have nowhere to be left for us to lose. If we retreat, we will not even have a place to stay.

Anyway, as long as we are not dead, we will never retreat and be nailed to Bajialing."

After saying this, Hu Biao paused for a moment, and finally roared like a dantian in his mouth, using the accent from Baoqing area of ​​Hunan Province.

In this voice, Hu Biao did not make all kinds of vicious and rude screams and scolds in his mouth just like they did before the life-long charge.

Just one sentence: "Xiang Province, Baoqing, Hu Biao~"

But just such a simple sentence is indescribable tragic and solemn, and it has a bit of a simplified taste.

Behind him, one member of the Zhongzhou team after another, as well as the Guo army soldiers, were holding rifles with bright bayonets in their hands.

Or they waved their weapons such as axes, big swords, and engineers shoveled them together and rushed out of the position.

At the last line, there were some wounded people who were wrapped in thick gauze on their bodies, and they still had a strong smell of blood. They also stumbled and followed their comrades.

Even among them, there are a few guys with only one intact arm or even one leg left.

They were like a torrent, crashing into their opponents.

It was definitely because Hu Biao yelled that these people were greatly affected; so much so that when they rushed out, they yelled simply.

Using the local accent that I am familiar with, but maybe it was a long time ago, I yelled hard:

"Minnan, Jason~"

"Xiang Province, Yueyang, Xufeng~"

"Su Province, Sucheng, AT~"

"Chuan Province, Neijiang, Antusheng~"

"Northeast, Ice City, Shi Polu~"

"Demon City, bacon~"

"Henan Province, mad dog~"

"Shaanxi Province, pagoda, swordsman~"

"I have lived in this life so I don't know where to recognize him, but I just have to worry about him. Just be a Chinese, Qingtian~"

"Northeast, Xiling~"

"Northeast, original sin~"

The above are all shouted out from the mouths of the team members.

And this thing is not queuing up to distribute pork, but takes turns to take turns, so while they roared out one by one, the Fruit Army soldiers also reported their origins in dialects with various accents.

It is also considered that in this world, I left my last voice:

"Shanxi, I am not actually called Wang Fu. A real man will not change his name or change his surname. My real name is Zhao Shanhe. I didn't embarrass the Zhao family~"

"Lu Province, Weifang, Li Dazhi~"

"East Guangdong, Shaoguan, Zhang Asheng~"

"Western Guangdong, Liuzhou, Wu Tiezhu~"

"Dian Province, Dali, Wei Gouyuan~"

"Your province, Anshun, Miao Jiugen~"

"Hebei Province, Cangzhou, Ma Erkui~"

"E Province, Jingmen, Xiang Wu~"

"Anhui Province, Fuyang, Li Xiaoyong~"

"Ganzhou, Jiujiang, Zhou Rongmin~"

"Xiang Province, Changde, Zhu Fugui~"

"Gan Province, Tianshui..."

For a time, place names were reported after place names under the above different dialects.

Hu Biao didn't know why, in the reinforcements sent by the 10th Division, he involved so many members from all over the world.

Maybe it was at such a time that Guo Jia was just as the bald man said.

The land is not divided into north and south, and people are not divided into old and young. They work together to fight against the war, and fight to avoid being slaves of the country.

But whether these are the specific things is actually not important.

What is important is that after the above place names were intertwined in his mind, such a big net immediately formed, a big net involving most of the map of China.

This made him clearly feel this kind of Guo Jia, the people of this nation.

At such a most difficult time, the determination to unite oneself, sacrifice your life, hold your head and fight to the end.

This made him feel overwhelmed, and in the end, all the words turned into one sentence:

"Kill the Japanese~"

*******

On the Bajialing position, these waves of anger representing anger, unwilling to wait for various emotions, and then one by one, one by one, rushing out resolutely.

And after the opponents in front of them, the Japanese, saw this scene in front of them, Keisuke Matsuyama, who was waving the commanding knife, and many officers.

With the order of "returning bullets~", bayonets were also applied one after another.

Then, under the shouting of Matsuyama Keisuke, like a big animal, these short-legged but strong upper body made howlings like the same animal in their mouths.

He charged up to the opponent who rushed down from the top of the mountain.

Soon after, a collision with only wild beasts fighting will begin, and finally the two sides of the battle will end with one side completely dead...

In comparison, Hu Biao and the others who rushed down from the top of the mountain occupied some terrain, and the speed after rushing down was faster and the impact force was stronger.

However, the number of Japanese soldiers attacking was larger. Currently, there are at least 300 people in terms of military strength, which is almost three times that of Hu Biao and the others.

By the way! Why did Hu Biao and his side actually give up the defense line and light and heavy firepower points they built?

The Japanese side also gave up the advantage of artillery fire support in the rear.

The two sides finally chose such a primitive fighting method, all because of the unscrupulous reason.

First of all, a fierce battle in the air is now ongoing, specifically a more advanced P51 Mustang fighter, which faces two Japanese Type 1 fighters and Type 97 fighters.

The Type 97 fighter, not to mention the backward performance of this type of thing, is a completely so-called product.

However, the other two Type 1 fighters, namely the KI-43 fighter, code-named "Falcon", although this thing is a relatively backward Type 1 among this type of aircraft.

However, the two 12.7mm caliber machine guns above are still weapons that the Mustangs fear very much.

Of course, for the four Japanese aircraft such as the P51 Mustang who fly faster and has stronger firepower, they dare not be careless at all.

In short, after fighting the Japanese Type 97 fighter, it had already hit the mountain halfway up, igniting a huge flame.

And there were also a few bullet holes on that wild horse, but fortunately they were all not fatal.

Therefore, neither side can tell what will happen to the end of such an air battle; no matter which side wins, it will be a tragic result for the other side's hard-working infantrymen.

Therefore, strangling the two sides together in this way has become the best choice between commanders of both sides to deal with air threats.

Secondly, Hu Biao didn't know it at all.

Leaving Yokoyama Yong, the highest commander of the 11th Army of the Japanese, such a frontline implementer of the Japanese "No. 1 Operation Plan", Keisuke Matsuyama set a deadline.

There is not much time left now, and this attack is his last chance.

That's why he acted at all costs. Not only did he want to cooperate with four fighter jets, but he also gathered all the troops at hand.

Including his own total of 317 people, he launched the last attack.

Because instead of failing to complete the task, he can only use the method of separatism to retain the last bit of the honor of the warrior, or be shot by the military police.
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