The Japs opposite also had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, showing a fierce look.

Facing the bayonets pointing diagonally at them, the charging soldiers did not pause at all.

There were no fancy tricks or superfluous movements. The soldiers just held the guns in their hands and stabbed their enemies without hesitation.

"Puff..."

The downward and upward bayonets pierced into the flesh almost at the same time, and two figures, one yellow and one gray, intertwined and rolled down the hillside.

There were more than a dozen warriors who adopted this strategy of dying with the Japs. Most of them achieved their goals, but some warriors encountered Japs who were experienced in assassinating them.

Scenes of fighting and fighting can be seen everywhere on the small hillside. If the gun is lost, it will be used to pick up the teeth. Soldiers on both sides will do anything. As long as they can kill the enemy, anything can be a weapon in their hands.

Lu Zhuoran's bayonet was still sharp, and on the battlefield where cold weapons met, his body and hands were shaking involuntarily.

He wanted to rush forward and kill the Japs, but found that the Japs were already fighting with other soldiers. He seemed to be the only one idle on the huge battlefield.

"Instructor..."

He didn't know how to act when he heard a low call. When he turned his head, Lu Zhuoran saw a soldier lying on the ground. In front of him stood a Jaap. The bayonet in the Jaap's hand had already been pierced into the soldier's stomach.

inside.

Lu Zhuoran saw the bright red blood printed on the soldiers' uniforms.

The Japanese bayonet rotated in the soldier's body, and the soldier's face showed an expression of extreme pain, and he began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls.

But his hands were still holding on to the little Japanese's gun, preventing him from pulling the bayonet out of his body. His eyes were fixed on Lu Zhuoran, teaching him how to read and talking to him heart-to-heart.

instructor.

Lu Zhuoran understood the meaning in the soldier's eyes.

"idiot!"

Seeing another Chinese man approaching him with his bayonet drawn, the Japanese soldier anxiously kicked the chest of the soldier on the ground.

Under the heavy pressure, the blood from the soldier's mouth spurted out like petals.

"ah!!!"

Lu Zhuoran, who was still a little scared, was stunned when he saw this scene. He shouted and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers from the side.

The little devil was anxious and couldn't pull out the bayonet for a while. Seeing that the tip of Lu Zhuoran's knife was already in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to block it.

The sharp tip of the knife easily penetrated the Japanese soldier's palm and pierced his front waist.

"ah!!!"

The first time he faced a murderer face to face, Lu Zhuoran's mind went blank. He kept repeating the actions he had done in training: put away the gun and thrust! Put away the gun and thrust!

The body of the Japanese soldier was completely mauled by him, and minced meat and intestinal filth flowed out from the wound.

He didn't stop what he was doing until the body in front of him collapsed to the ground.

The soldier on the ground had long since died. His hand was still holding the rifle stuck in his stomach. Blood solidified at the corner of his mouth, and a crystal teardrop fell from his wide-open eyes.

Lu Zhuoran remembered the soldier's name. His name was Ma Liangwen. During the public trial, an old tenant farmer couple personally handed him over to him.

Tears fell from his eyes, and the figures of Ma Liangwen's parents appeared in his mind.

The battle was not over yet, and comrades were still falling down beside him. Lu Zhuoran wiped away his tears and continued to join the battle group with his rifle in hand.

After his first experience, he no longer looked for the Japanese soldiers to fight alone, but instead targeted the Japanese who were fighting with the soldiers.

He would step forward and stab the Japanese soldiers when they were not prepared, or hide behind and cut off the Japanese soldiers' feet to help other comrades kill the Japanese soldiers.

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The third platoon of the first company was mainly responsible for several heavy machine guns in the company. Neither he nor the heavy machine gun team participated in the hand-to-hand combat, but used the fastest speed to obtain ammunition.

The Japanese who were preparing for a follow-up attack at the bottom saw the hand-to-hand fighting at the top of the mountain and rushed up. They tried to open a gap in the company's position.

"Click!"

The new ammunition chain has been integrated with the heavy machine gun. The three-row leader pulled the trigger cleanly. Before pulling the trigger, he shouted to the rest of the surrounding teams:

"Interrupt fire, intercept fire, quick!!!"

The main shooters of the heavy machine guns have received professional training, and they can naturally hear the orders of the third platoon leader very clearly.

At that moment, they all moved their heavy machine guns and pointed their guns at the Japanese soldiers who came up from the mountain for reinforcements.

"Da da da………"

The dense heavy machine gun bullets passed over the battlefield and penetrated into the bodies of the Japanese soldiers who were climbing the mountain.

Because they were eager for reinforcements, the Japanese soldiers did not maintain their tactical formations and skirmish lines. Instead, they huddled together and rushed to the battlefield on the top of the mountain.

A heavy machine gun bullet can often penetrate the bodies of two Japanese soldiers, and clouds of blood mist explode on the hillside, causing heavy losses to the supporting Japanese soldiers.

For a time, streams of blood flowed down the hillside, forming red streams one after another, dyeing the soil filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of war into dark red.

The ground beneath the feet of the Japanese soldiers gradually became muddy.

There are bullets whizzing above your head, and blood flowing under your feet!

There are fewer and fewer Japanese soldiers still standing on the top of the mountain, and their reinforcements are still slipping in the blood.
Chapter completed!