"Mountains and rivers!"

After hearing the movement in the wind and snow, An Chunshan asked all the brothers behind him to squat down and shouted to the other side at the same time.

"Huhuhu..."

The sound of wind and falling snowflakes kept ringing in my ears, and there was no movement on the other side, as if there was no one in the wind and snow.

"Hold!"

An Chunshan lowered his head and cursed, then asked a dozen brothers behind him to take out grenades.

"Huhuhu..."

The smoking grenade spun and flew into the wind and snow 20 meters away.

"Boom boom boom..."

After the explosion, An Chunshan stood up immediately, and the flower mechanism in his hand kept pouring bullets towards the opposite side.

The soldiers behind also performed the same actions until the sneaky little devils were killed.

"Tuanzong, 8 little devils, all have confessed!"

"Crack!"

An Chunshan replaced the flower mechanism in his hand with a new magazine, wiped the snowflakes from his forehead and asked:

"Grandma, what team of little devils is this we have encountered?"

The guard company commander spat on the ground,

"This is the fifth team. This team has the largest number of people. It feels like they are looking for something."

"It seems like there are quite a lot of Japanese coming. The position must be undefendable. Go to the train station."

Only 20 minutes after the war started, An Chunshan lost contact with the frontline troops. The only people he could command now were the more than 100 brothers in the guard company.

Soldiers from both sides of the enemy were fighting each other in the town. If this situation lasted for too long, it was likely to cause heavy losses to the troops. An Chunshan must find other troops as soon as possible and resume command.

"Creak... creak..."

"when……"

While the two were talking, a variety of strange sounds suddenly came from the wind and snow around them.

The brothers all squatted down at once and looked around cautiously.

"Group seat..."

"Shh!"

Judging from the sound alone, he knew that there were many people on the other side, so An Chunshan motioned for everyone to raise their guns.

"Heshan!"

The sudden voice caused the movement in the wind and snow to disappear instantly.

Two seconds, no response.

Bullet hello!

"Bang bang bang..."

"Puff puff puff..."

"Ahhhh..."

The screams of being shot and the sound of falling were endless.

"Baga, damn the Chinese, the machine gun team suppresses fire, charge forward!"

The Japanese officer's curses reached An Chunshan's ears.

This was a Japanese troop of at least a hundred people, and An Chunshan regretted ordering the shooting.

The sound of gunfire will attract both enemies and friends wandering around!

“Withdraw! Withdraw!

Move toward the train station!"

An Chunshan decisively issued the order.

"Kill me!!!"

The first thing that appeared in front of me were two sharp bayonets, and then the ferocious faces of the Japanese soldiers.

An Chunshan threw the flower trap in his hand out of his mind and pulled out the big knife on his back.

"when!"

The sword and the bayonet collided, and sparks flew out.

The brave but reckless Japanese soldier did not expect that the Chinese officer was so strong. His lower body was unstable and he staggered.

An Chunshan seized this opportunity and pulled the sword out directly, and the running Japanese soldier was disemboweled!

As soon as the first one was eliminated, the second one rushed up with a strange scream.

The bayonet endowed with great power "shocked" the snowflakes in the air and scattered them one after another. The tip of the knife broke through the wind and snow and pierced An Chunshan's chest straight away.

An Chunshan held a knife in his right hand to block, but at the moment when the two sides turned around, his left hand clamped the Japanese soldier's neck like a large iron pliers.

The Japanese soldiers were short in stature and had very long rifles, so they could not turn their bayonets around in a short time.

He simply threw away his bayonet and prepared to fight the huge Chinese officer with his hands and teeth.

"puff!"

An Chunshan didn't give the little devil a chance.

He pinched the back of his neck with his left hand, and thrust the sword into the back of the Japanese soldier's heart with his right hand.

The Japanese soldier saw with his own eyes a large blade coming out of his chest, his eyes were blank and his hands hung down helplessly.

An Chunshan threw the body out like a rag.

The enemy and we are not far apart, and this will completely enter the stage of close combat.

Other soldiers from the guard company were already having sex with the Japs, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky as they were captured and killed.

An Chunshan's sword rose and fell in the wind and snow, and blood spurted out every time it rose and fell.

The broadsword has grown up with these northwest men and has evolved into an extension of their body organs.

Each move is simple and unpretentious, without any flashiness, but it is deadly.

I don’t know how long the battle lasted, but the wind and snow remained the same, and fewer and fewer people emerged from the wind and snow.

"when!"

The big sword and the big sword met in mid-air, sparks flew everywhere, and An Chunshan's tiger's mouth was shaken numb.

"Team seats!"

The little devil was gone, and it was his deputy commander who appeared in front of An Chunshan.

More than 100 Japanese corpses lay on the ground, and the guard company also suffered 1/3 casualties.

"The main forces of all departments have retreated to the train station. I came out specifically to find seats for the group. Are you okay?"

An Chunshan gasped while holding the big knife, and waved one hand.

"There are little devils everywhere in the town. The number of people in each team is not large, but their attacks are extremely ruthless and they don't even care about their lives!"

The deputy leader said with lingering fear:

"The regiment headquarters command post in the center of the town has been burned down by these sons of bitches. I suspect they are looking for you, regiment leader! Let's leave quickly. We won't be able to leave if the Japs surround us!"

The bodies were already covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, and it would not take long for them to be completely submerged.

There were sporadic gunshots all around, indicating that the game between hunter and prey was still going on.

"What are the casualties in each battalion?"

An Chunshan asked as he walked.

"Preliminary estimates indicate that the Japanese have invested at least one regiment in this round of attack. The first and second battalions suffered the heaviest losses. The two battalions combined had less than 600 brothers. The situation of the third battalion was slightly better.

Also, the first battalion commander was killed in action, and now the deputy battalion commander is leading the team!"

An Chunshan paused for a moment,

"Hi his grandma! Sun his grandma!"

"The commander ordered us to hold on until dawn and then retreat at an appropriate opportunity!"

…

…

After dawn, the Japanese army occupied Dorchi, and only the small train station was still in the hands of the 93rd Regiment.

The battle last night was almost all solved with bayonets. The Japanese Third Regiment suffered 500 injuries and 700 deaths. The price paid was not small.
To be continued...