Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 75: The shock of watching the battle (Part 2)!
Feng E continued to rush forward, not bothering to adjust the shooting mode of his Mauser pistol. He just wanted to kill the Japs as quickly as possible and vent the anger in his heart!
“Kill!”
In the ruins, swords were everywhere and bayonets were stabbing non-stop. The Japanese soldiers and their National Army brothers were fighting amid roars.
"Little devil , I'll smash you to death!"
With his rifle gone, a Guoju brother pounced on a Japanese soldier and, holding a piece of gravel in his hand, smashed it at the Japanese soldier.
“Puff!”
A bayonet appeared in the brother's chest.
"when!"
"puff!"
Gathering his last bit of strength, the brother smashed the Japanese soldier's head with the stone in his hand. His helmet made a clinking sound and the brother fell down unwillingly.
"idiot!"
A Japanese soldier roared, his ferocious face distorted, and it was obvious that he was fighting with all his might.
“Boom!”
A thin brother was kicked to the ground, and the Japanese soldier stabbed his heart with a bayonet.
"ah!"
The brother who fell to the ground let out a scream of pain, and watched helplessly as the Japs kept stabbing their bayonets into their bodies. He struggled, screamed in pain, and soon fell to the ground motionless.
More and more Japs rushed in, and screams were heard on both battlefields. The Japs' officers didn't seem to care about being attacked from both sides, as they believed that their soldiers could deal with the enemies in the ruins.
All the soldiers in the ruins were fighting the Japanese in close combat. In this cruel battlefield, no one cared about others.
There were roars and screams everywhere. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers had rushed into the ruins and fought with bayonets. Their shining bayonets were covered in blood. The strong Japanese soldiers were facing the skinny and malnourished Nationalist soldiers. In addition, there was a gap in bayonet fighting skills. The brothers of the 67th Division kept falling down. It only took Feng E three minutes to rush into the ruins of the battle. He knocked down two Japanese soldiers on the way, and many of his brothers on the ruins were stabbed to death.
In the rubble and ruins, the devils and the brothers of the 67th Division were fighting each other everywhere. The sounds of bayonets piercing human bodies, roars, bones breaking, and other sounds were mixed together. There were swaying figures everywhere. Many brothers were covered in blood but still insisted on fighting until their blood ran dry and their breath ran out...
“Kill!”
The shouts of killing were deafening in the ruins. The criminals in the ruins behind were still watching the battle, silently cheering for the brothers of the 67th Division. Some wanted to stand up and help them, but their legs seemed to be filled with lead and they could not move at all...
"idiot!"
The devil soldiers were deeply influenced by Japanese militarism, and each of them was fearless and valiant. The wounded devils became even more ferocious, just like wounded wild beasts. As long as they were not dead, they would scream and pounce on the nearby soldiers. The madness on their faces made the criminal soldiers watching the battle behind them even more tremble.
"Little devils, come on!"
Two soldiers shouted and worked together to knock a Japanese soldier to the ground. The Japanese soldier's helmet was smashed off by the butt of the gun, and blood flowed down his cheeks along with his hair. The two soldiers gasped and rushed over. The veterans on the battlefield all knew that you should not think that the enemy is dead when they fall down. The best way to confirm their death is to stab the enemy's chest with a bayonet or chop off the enemy's head.
"hehe……"
The Japanese soldier on the ground did not panic, and a strange smile appeared on his blood-stained face.
"when!"
The sound of the melon grenade hitting a hard object was heard.
"I come!"
The brother in front kicked the brother who had just cooperated to the ground, and then bravely rushed forward, pressing his body against the Japanese soldier on the ground, face to face.
"boom!"
Blood and flesh flew everywhere. This brave soldier and the devil were blown to pieces . A bloody rain fell from the sky...
The reason why hand-to-hand combat is so brutal is that in such a battle, the losing side will all be killed, and the winning side will also suffer heavy casualties, unless one side has an absolute advantage. The Japanese firmly believe that they have an absolute advantage. A squadron of more than 200 Japanese soldiers are divided into two sides and sprint. According to the Japanese calculations, the Chinese army in the ruins is at most one company, no more.
In total, the number of Japanese soldiers in two companies and one squadron was equal, but their hand-to-hand combat was more ferocious. Not only were they physically strong, but more importantly, their tactical skills were beyond the reach of the Chinese army.
The Chinese army fought with bayonets based on their passion and willingness to exchange life for life. In this case, as long as the two sides fought like a street fight, the Chinese army could compete, because the weapons used in fighting were the most basic things such as fists, teeth, etc., and they would try every means to kill the other side.
Feng E rushed over, trying his best to use the Mauser pistol in his hand to clear out the Japanese soldiers, but the closer he got to the center of the bayonet fight, the less he could shoot. Now Feng E had put the Mauser pistol back into his waist, and was charging left and right with the two bayonets in his hands. Up to now, he had no way of remembering how many Japanese soldiers he had killed. With red eyes, Feng E just wanted to turn all the Japanese soldiers into corpses.
“Puff!”
Another brother from the 67th Division lay on the ground. Looking at the gradually cold body, Feng E told himself that he was his brother, and like himself, he was a Chinese.
"kill!"
Feng E vented his sadness through angry shouts and just wanted to kill ruthlessly.
"idiot!"
Similarly, Feng E, who was killing his way forward like a killing god, also attracted the attention of the Japanese. A Japanese officer, waving a command knife, rushed over with two Japanese soldiers.
"idiot!"
The two Japanese soldiers shouted, and did not dodge or evade Feng E's bayonet. They directly locked Feng E's bayonet with their chests, and then hugged Feng E with four hands. The Japanese officer's command knife, which was gleaming with a cold light, reflected a charming light and fell from Feng E's head !
"ah!"
The Japs were not the only ones who were brave enough to die. For the brothers of the 67th Division, setting foot in Luodian again meant dying.
A brother shouted and rushed to the sergeant who was holding a knife, then protected the Japanese with his hands and pressed him down with his body.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The Japanese officer grinned grimly, and he didn't know when a bayonet appeared in his hand. He inserted the bayonet into the brother's ribs, then pulled it out and stabbed him again, again and again. The brother who was holding the Japanese officer had blood coming out of the corner of his mouth, and he fell down powerlessly as the blood flowed out.
"ah!"
Feng E watched his brothers being stabbed to death by the Japanese officer's bayonet. He roared, and with his shoulders shaking, two Japanese soldiers flew out. This was exactly the "Kao Shan Tie" in Chinese martial arts, but it was not as sharp as the legend said, and was only enough to shock the enemy away.
The two Japanese soldiers who were stabbed in the chest fell to the ground and could not get up again. Feng E's entire military uniform was covered in blood, and he rushed towards the Japanese officer angrily.
"idiot!"
The Japanese officer was not afraid at all. He held the knife in both hands and squatted down. It was obvious that he had practiced this technique before. He watched Feng E approaching step by step.
"Tai!"
The Japanese soldier stepped on the ground with his right foot and swung his knife. Feng E had just stepped into the attacking range of his command knife. Facing two bayonets in their hands, the Japanese officer could fully take advantage of the fact that an inch longer is an inch stronger.
