Chapter 267

"Damn it!" Battalion Commander Wu Er climbed up from the ground, thrust hard on the dust on his body, and spitted into the bullet crater three meters away in disappointment.

He almost walked from the Ghost Gate and often walked on the position. How could he not eat a few shells? Battalion Commander Wu was not in much better mood and pushed Li Wei on the side: "Hey, Wei Zi, are you okay!"

"Report to battalion commander, I'm fine!" Li Wei also climbed up from the ground. The two looked at each other a few times. Except for the blown gravel, their clothes were scratched and their ears were buzzing, they did not hurt much. Although the Type 92 infantry shells are stronger than grenade launchers, they are not lethal at low-level angles. As long as they hit the ground, they will basically not be injured by shrapnel unless they hit directly.

"You kid, I'm really going to be angry with you! Forget it, life and death are all based on fate. If you like, stay." The second battalion commander rubbed Li Wei's buzz cut hard, and was blown away by the enemy's shells, and his original anger was also blown away.

The main force of the regiment began to gradually leave the position for transfer, and the three battalions left behind the rear-rear troops completely took over the entire defense line. Compared with the previous third regiment to cover the transfer of the Eighth Route Army headquarters, the pressure on the rear-rear troops was much less. The first principle was to save themselves as much as possible, and the second principle was to block the enemy. If you really couldn't hold on, you could retreat slightly, form multiple blocking lines, and retreat slowly. The main force needed to evacuate the main force. If you drag for a while, the main force could retreat further. If there were a small number of enemies that could not take care of it, you might as well let it go completely. The main force of the third regiment was not as good as the Eighth Route Army headquarters, which was not very combat-effective. Two small fish and shrimps came over, purely as appetizers.

The troops that remained in the end to block the enemy were commanded by Political Commissar Wang and the Second Battalion Commander. In addition to Li Wei's squad, the Second Battalion also had soldiers from the second company and the first and third battalions, with nearly one and a half platoons of troops each, with nearly one and a half platoons. They were nearly fifty.

All of their weapons were replaced with Japanese weapons. The weapons seized by the third regiment from the position two days ago were left to them. The Japanese army came to attack the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army this time, all the main combat troops of the 36th Division of North China. In the end, all the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army's broken rear troops were cheaper. Almost everyone had a light machine gun, and several people even fired around. Although there were fewer people on the defense line, the fierceness of the firepower was not reduced at all. Each of them was a machine gun fire point.

The soldiers who were cut off the rear fought and retreated. When the Japanese army saw that the Eighth Route Army began to retreat, and the positions that could not be captured could finally be fully advanced, they were overjoyed. The entire army immediately launched an attack. However, although the Eighth Route Army did not retreat, the firepower of the blocking personnel left behind was all light machine guns and triple mines encountered from time to time, causing the charge of the Japanese soldiers to suffer. However, the Japanese officers ignored all this. What they needed was to advance and move forward again. Every step forward meant making meritorious.

"Damn! The devils are too fierce!" Li Wei swept wildly with a Japanese crooked handle as an automatic rifle, but the Japanese army rushed over like a tide without any sacrifice. This little bullet rain was almost like a drop in the bucket and only splashed a few blood flowers in the enemy group, which could not stop the Japanese army's crazy charge.

After the Japanese army's commander howled and charged with Japanese soldiers first, several blocking soldiers not far away were submerged by the Japanese army's charge formation, and the light machine gun that had originally roared was silent.

Bullets in the air jumped around like locusts, and bullets flew over everywhere. The battle situation was extremely dangerous, and there was even a danger of being killed at any time.

Only then did Li Wei understand why Battalion Commander Wu turned against him and drove him away. He couldn't resist the number of people. The Japanese army's bright bayonets rushed over from all directions. Just a glance would make people feel powerless to resist. After this blockade, it would be a blunt to say that it was a lifeless suicide squad. Even if you want to run away, there would be no chance.

The soldiers who stayed in the end kept falling down in the dense rain of bullets by the Japanese army, and fewer and fewer soldiers were blocking the rear. The firepower that could no longer resist the Japanese attacks on the entire line seemed to become increasingly thin.

The sound of blocking guns fell on the position and the Japanese army continued to disappear, and even a huge grenade explosion broke out, leaving only the eyes of the Japanese army's yellow woolen military uniforms.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Wei shouted loudly, "Get close, get closer to me!" The other four soldiers of the first squad quickly approached, and Fan Guowen's machine gun squad and the soldiers of the second platoon quickly approached Li Wei's direction after hearing the sound.

The soldiers near Political Commissar Wang and the Second Battalion Commander quickly approached them. At this moment, only people gathered together and concentrated firepower could protect themselves. The blocking teams on the battlefield formed two camps, relying on each other, and jointly clearing the attacks of nearby enemies.

"Retreat! Get ready to leave the position!" Political Commissar Wang shouted at Li Wei and the others from afar. The Third Regiment started with the old Red Army and was born an expert in running away. After four encirclement and suppression battles by the National Government, this time was enough for the main force of the Third Regiment to withdraw a safe distance.

"Okay!" Li Wei was not that loud, but Political Commissar Wang could hear it clearly. He didn't blame him for seeing many of them for a long time.

The two blocking camps began to retreat and began to move closer to each other, but the battlefield situation changed rapidly. The main force of the Japanese army had completely occupied the positions of the third regiment, and Li Wei and Wang Zhengmeng were also trapped in the Japanese army's siege at the same time. The blocking battle had turned into a breakthrough.

"Yo Xi!" Colonel Momoyoshi Okawa stood at the temporary command center of the Third Regiment with a telescope as he watched his subordinates killing the remaining Eighth Route Army. He was very satisfied. God opened his eyes and finally could make a smooth breakthrough.

Colonel Momochi Okawa said to the adjutant: "Order the soldiers, those Tuo Eighth Route Army who had no time to retreat, to catch them as much as possible." He wanted to ask the prisoners of the Eighth Route Army, which master of the Eighth Route Army last night was shocked by the charge of his soldiers with a strange poem.

"Hi!~" The messenger stood attentively, turned over and rushed to the battlefield.

Small-scale Japanese soldiers began to attack these two Eighth Route Army remnants that blocked their advance, and kept rushing from all directions, intending to break away and tear their formations apart, and then use their number of advantages to annihilate them.

"Get closer to me! Go closer to me!" Li Wei and Political Commissar Wang shouted to each other at the same time, but the dense Japanese soldiers like locusts surrounded them and attacked them. With the Japanese crowds, the two camps were hit farther and farther away until both sides could not see each other, and only heard the dense gunshots nearby that could not be distinguished.

Seeing Political Commissar Wang and the others disappear from their sight, Li Wei was anxious and did not know that their life and death were the greatest torture.

The fighting spear raised his hand to slash the samurai sword that the Japanese military supervisor was eager to make a contribution. Li Wei was not interested in fighting, and kicked the opponent's stomach and flew away.

Seeing that there were almost no soldiers left by his side, Li Wei immediately made a decision and said, "Don't worry about them, let's retreat first! Go!"

With Li Wei as the spearhead, more than a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers followed closely behind, using light machine gun firepower to open the way without hesitation. At this time, even Fan Guowen, who was known as the sharpshooter, dared to pull enough firepower to sweep around, and there were too many enemies, and he could shoot the enemy with almost closed eyes.

"Kill! Kill!" Li Wei roared and rushed to the enemy group. One person was under the pressure of blocking the Japanese army. The God Refining Art's true energy was running wildly. Even when facing the endless enemies, Li Wei had only one belief, which was to kill. He wanted to set a way out for himself and his comrades, "Those who block me will die!~~~~"

Li Wei's fighting sting was like cutting tofu with a knife, and he pulled the left and right to block it, tearing a bloody path from the Japanese army. In front of the flexible and sharp fighting sting, there was almost no general for a round. Even if the brave men rely on their bravery and wield their samurai sword, they still cut off the sword. The three-edged blade with a large cross-sectional area of ​​the fighting sting is almost the nemesis of the thin and long samurai sword. Even if it is a sharp samurai sword, the alloy fighting sting with modern craftsmanship formula will still have the end of breaking the blade.

The physiological extreme reaction reminded Li Wei again and again that the God Refining Art was not an invincible magical skill after all, nor a nuclear power plant. Excessive consumption caused Li Wei's physical strength to be overdrawn with high intensity. His eyes began to feel dizzy. When he was about to exhaust himself, Li Wei suddenly felt that the pressure was lighter, and the Japanese army in front of him was much less. When he looked back, he actually rushed out with his comrades.

The short distance of more than 300 meters made Li Wei feel like he had spent more than 300 years. The distance of more than 300 meters made nearly half of the soldiers who were following him fall on the road forever. In order not to distract Li Wei, who was pioneering the road in front of the team, the injured and left behind would rather bit his lips and endure the crazy stabbing of the Japanese soldiers by the bayonets. Li Wei did not hear any pain and screams from his comrades behind him.

Li Wei's eyes were uncontrollably filled with two lines of tears. The fighting sting that waved out cut off the necks of the two Japanese soldiers who were rushing over, and held a light machine gun and swept the back. He stayed at the end of the team, blocked and caught up with the coming Japanese army.

"You go first, I'll cut off the back!" Li Wei's voice was particularly low!

"Squad leader!"

"Wei Zi!"

The first squad and the surviving soldiers in the second squad said anxiously that Li Wei's words were clearly enlightened.

Li Wei turned around behind the team and stared with his eyes wide open, yelling, "Let's go!" The voice unconsciously carried a little bit of the true energy of the God Refining Art, which shocked the soldiers' hearts.

"Let's go!" Fan Guowen pulled the soldiers beside him helplessly, "You can't persuade Brother Wei. Don't waste the opportunity that Brother Wei has won for everyone!" Brother Wei's temper was very clear. Li Wei has always been able to measure priorities rationally, and sometimes he is rationally inhumane, but once he decides, it is impossible to change.

On the battlefield, time is life. Soldiers do not have the habit of mother-in-law and mother. The other soldiers did not hesitate anymore and made a quick decision. "Brother Wei, take care!" "Squad leader, take care!"

Fan Guowen followed the soldiers at the end, turned around with a serious expression and patted his chest at Li Wei, then clenched his fists, raised his middle finger at Li Wei, and fucked me!
Chapter completed!