Chapter 100: Attacking While Retreating (Please Vote for Collection)

The Japanese still had another machine gun that was still spitting flames. Ma Yuming, who was lying on the ground, immediately found that Hu Zi was far away from there and had to pass through an open area.

In this case, he would be easily shot.

"You three, come with me to kill them." Ma Yuming gritted his teeth and pointed at the three soldiers around him and said loudly.

One of the soldiers quickly stretched out his hand to stop them and said solemnly: "Sir, let us go. We still need your command here. If we are unfortunately killed, please take care of our families."

Ma Yuming nodded heavily.

The three soldiers put on grenades without hesitation and ran forward without looking back.

"Cover them for me." Ma Yuming took out his gun and shot at the mouth of the flames. The soldiers were shooting straight.

Unfortunately, the Japanese machine gun position was like a turtle shell. They hid in the stone fortress and could shoot out without restraint.

"For the brothers, charge." The three guards dispersed, crouched in the hail of bullets, and launched a desperate charge.

Da Da Da,

When they rushed halfway.

One of the guards was suddenly shot and fell to the ground. He crawled forward a few steps, but he couldn't get up after all.

The other two guards had no other people in their eyes, only the machine gun spewing flames.

When one of the guards ran to 20 meters away from the machine gun position, he quickly pulled the trigger and threw it forward. With a bang, the grenade exploded in front of the machine gun fortress, but only blew up a pile of rubble.

The Japanese behind the fortress seemed to be enraged, and there was a crazy sweep in his direction.

The guard died before he could achieve his goal, and fell down in the direction of the enemy with an unwilling look on his face.

Only one of the three guards was left.

The last soldier had already run ten meters away, and was about to succeed. Bang, bang, the other soldiers on the Japanese position were still firing fiercely with rifles. At such a close distance, they could see more clearly and shoot more accurately.

The soldier was shot four or five times in a row, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Die with me, you Japanese slaves." The soldier roared, using his last breath, ignoring the Japanese bullets, and rushed into the machine gun fortress.

In the terrified eyes of the Japanese inside, he pulled the fuse.

Boom, boom.

Several grenades on his body exploded at once, and the amazing air wave inside the fortress smashed the stones into pieces.

The soldier eventually died with several Japanese and died heroically.

"Brothers, avenge your dead brothers." Ma Yumen clenched his fists until he heard the loud noise, then he drew his sword, opened his eyes, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with his own hands.

The other soldiers of the vanguard were inspired by this, and they were no longer afraid of death. They rushed into the enemy's position without caring about their lives, and they were entangled with the Japanese in a moment.

At the same time, although the central army led by Li Yunfei had Hu Zi and others leading the way, the Japanese still launched a crazy attack from the left and right sides.

In the darkness, the Japanese seemed to emerge from the ground, shouting and pressing towards the central army.

These Japanese knew that if the Wei army escaped, their casualties and efforts in the past two days would be in vain, so they no longer had any reservations.

Li Yunfei first used a rifle to shoot quickly into the darkness, and then, when the Japanese got closer, he gave an order, and countless grenades flew in all directions. The rumbling explosion shocked the entire battlefield, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed in front were torn into pieces and turned into flesh and blood.

However, there were too many Japanese. They had the advantage in numbers, regardless of casualties, and rushed forward. Soon they rushed into the central army and fought with the soldiers of the Wei army.

"Brothers, if you don't succeed, you will die. Kill." Li Yunfei threw all the grenades and shot all the bullets at once, and suddenly raised his big knife to join the melee.

"I'll kill one to get enough, and I'll make a profit if I kill two. Kill three to feel good." In the central army, Xiao Heshang laughed wildly and chopped left and right, as if he was in an empty space.

His sword skills were powerful, and he danced with great power. Four or five Japanese could not get close to him. If they were touched, they would die, and if they were knocked, they would be injured.

"Kill them!" A Japanese sergeant took a command knife and stabbed him from behind while he was not prepared.

There were three Japanese soldiers in front of Monk Xiao, and he was stabbed in the abdomen by him.

After a stumble, Monk Xiao cut off the legs of the Japanese who attacked him with a knife. The Japanese sergeant rolled back and forth on the ground in a miserable way.

"I'll kill your mother!" Monk Xiao spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood on the ground, half-knelt on the ground, staring at the other Japanese like an angry King Kong.

Several Japanese soldiers around were frightened for a while, and no one dared to step forward.

"Die, you Japanese slaves!" Monk Xiao stood up, stuffed his intestines back with one hand to cover them, and rushed forward with a big knife in the other hand.

Ding, ding, ding, ding!

The sound of metal colliding was crisp and beautiful, but the scene was so bloody.

Monk Xiao wielded the sword perfectly, chopping hands, breaking legs, stabbing abdomens, and the besieged Japanese fell to the ground with screams.

With a bang, Monk Xiao paused, and the Japanese holding a gun in front of him was grinning at him.

"You bastard born of a bald donkey!" Monk Xiao shouted and threw the sword with all his strength.

With a smack, the Japanese who fired the gun was chopped on the forehead.

The other Japanese who surrounded him saw that Monk Xiao was already half-kneeling and motionless, so they screamed and stabbed him.

Three bayonets pierced Monk Xiao's body at the same time.

Ah, Monk Xiao, who had been motionless, suddenly exploded, hugged one of the Japanese and threw him to the ground, then bit his neck with his white teeth and refused to let go.

The other two Japanese stabbed dozens of times until Monk Xiao was no longer moving, and then they stopped, but the Japanese under him had already held his neck, and he died with a few creaks.

Over there, the wounded were originally carried on a stretcher. After the battle, the stretcher was placed on the ground. The soldiers of the central army surrounded them in the middle, but as the battle became more intense, Japanese rushed in from time to time.

The wounded soldiers lay on the ground, holding their rifles with great effort, aiming at the Japanese who were fighting with their brothers, and fired continuously.

"Baga!" Seeing this, a Japanese second lieutenant was so angry that he almost broke his teeth. He quickly ordered several Japanese to take advantage of the gap and try to rush in to deal with these half-crippled people.

"Japanese slaves, come." A wounded soldier with a disabled left arm suddenly struggled to stand up from the ground, pulled a grenade with his mouth, clamped it under his arm, and rushed to the densely packed Japanese.

With a bang, the wounded soldier and several Japanese who had no time to dodge were blown to pieces.

The other wounded soldiers were so effective in this method that they all looked at each other, then struggled to stand up one by one, crawled with their hands, rolled with their bodies, and rolled into the Japanese crowd, and then pulled the grenade.

Dozens of explosions sounded at the same time, and the Japanese suffered heavy casualties in a short time. Li Yunfei took the opportunity to organize people to repel the timid Japanese, leaving only a pile of corpses.

As for the rear army, Wei Jichen personally led the soldiers to cover the rear.

Osako Naotoshi commanded the Japanese of the 19th Regiment to launch a thunderous pursuit.

On a simple fortification, Wei Jichen and Mengzi each mounted a Maxim heavy machine gun, and countless soldiers from the rear camp were lying around. They all held their guns and opened their eyes to watch the Japanese pursuers getting closer and closer.

At this time, there were sporadic sparks and gunshots everywhere on the battlefield, but only the arrogant shouts of the Japanese were heard here.

When the ferocious expressions on the Japanese faces were seen, Wei Jichen gave an order.

"Fight!"

He was the first to pull the trigger.

Da Da Da...

The Maxim heavy machine gun made a creepy sound, and the bullets rained down on the densely pursuing Japanese.

Bang Bang Bang, the soldiers who covered the rear finally poured out their suppressed anger.

Thousands of bullets formed a huge death column, covering the Japanese who were arrogantly pursuing.

The Japanese had never expected that the enemy would set up an ambush here when retreating. They all stood up straight and rushed forward one after another, fearing that Wei Jichen and others would escape.

This time, they swallowed the bitter fruit they had sown.

Ah, ah.

Countless Japanese were caught off guard by machine guns, and their bodies were instantly broken into two pieces. The shrill screams made the Japanese next to them shudder.

"Continue to attack, continue to press forward, and form a scattered formation." Osako Naomin had a cold face, and he seemed not to see the Japanese groaning all over the ground. He could only see Wei Jichen.

When the Japanese soldiers heard the order to attack to the death, they all risked their heads. One by one, they crouched down, crawled towards the rear army position, or ran wildly with rifles.

"Hand grenades!" Seeing this, Cheng Buzhi gave an order without hesitation.

Boom, boom.

Countless Japanese fell on the road ahead, going to see their Amaterasu.

But more Japanese caught up, they were like grasshoppers after autumn, they could not be killed or chopped off.

Wei Jichen and Mengzi formed a cross fire, constantly harvesting the lives of the Japanese.

Not long after, the sound of machine guns on Mengzi's side stopped abruptly. Wei Jichen knew that he must have run out of bullets, because he himself did not have many.

After a crazy burst of shooting, suppressing the momentum of the Japanese attack, Wei Jichen roared: "Grenade, throw, throw, beat them back for me."

Countless explosions suddenly sounded in the Japanese attack team, causing the entire mountain to shake. The Japanese were finally suppressed by this wave of attacks, and the offensive situation was paused.

"Retreat, retreat!" Seeing this, Wei Jichen immediately issued an order to retreat.

The soldiers helped their injured brothers and quickly went to the rear. Wei Jichen looked at the heavy machine gun that had repeatedly performed extraordinary feats, sighed secretly, and while no one was watching, silently chanted a system recovery.

The heavy machine gun suddenly disappeared on the ground. The reason why he did not store it in the super space was because his super space was full of grenades.

Wei Jichen ran to Mengzi and saw that he was still waiting for him.

He couldn't help but order: "Go first, I'll blow him up."

Mengzi knew that Wei Jichen always kept his word, and the Japanese were still far away, so he grabbed his sniper rifle and ran back quickly.

Wei Jichen repeated the same trick, letting the system recover the heavy machine gun, and then threw more than a dozen grenades at the Japanese position in one breath, and then took big steps and followed the pace of the rear army.

When Osako Naotomin commanded the soldiers to attack, he could only see the backs of Wei Jichen and others from a distance.

Osako Naotoshi gnashed his teeth, but he had expected that the enemy's heavy machine guns had lost their effectiveness. He ordered his soldiers to continue the pursuit while sending people to search for the two heavy machine guns. The result was self-evident.

"Baga, you didn't even leave me a spare part." Osako Naotoshi cursed angrily.