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The rain finally fell, but it was not the heavy downpour before. The patter of raindrops beat on the leaves, nourishing every inch of the mountain forest.
The Japanese military boots stepped over the rain, like ghosts speeding through the rainy night.
None of the Japanese troops involved in the breakout spoke. They just stared at their comrades in front, followed the commander at the front, and charged towards the dense mountain forests and steep mountains ahead.
More than 100 people from the Seventh Company of the Fourth Division were hiding in the temporarily constructed mountain forest positions, waiting for the arrival of the Japanese breakout troops.
Company commander Xiao Yang watched the Japanese troops getting closer and closer to him in the night vision goggles.
"Company commander, where are you?" Deputy company commander Li Dabiao asked Xiao Yang in a low voice, carrying a big knife on his back.
Xiao Yang said: "Why are you so fucking anxious? It's not like I won't let you kill the kid. There are still more than two hundred meters left! We'll fight after the kid enters the forest!"
Li Dabiao smiled, his white teeth particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
The other soldiers of the Seventh Company were lying silently on the position where the rainwater collected, setting up their rifles between stones and trees, motionless like silent sculptures.
More than two hundred meters directly in front of them, a squadron of 150 people from the Japanese Ninth Division was running towards this side in the rain.
The squadron leader of this squadron is Nan Dao Xiang. His squadron originally had more than 200 people. During the continuous battles, only 150 people were left at this time. And there are more than ten wounded among them, and soldiers need to be assigned to take care of them.
The sound of rustling footsteps came from outside the forest to the inside. This group of Japanese soldiers saw the forest in front of them and got into it without any hesitation.
As soon as they entered the forest, flares took off in front of them.
¡°Swish, swish, swish!!¡±
Three consecutive rounds of illumination bombs directly illuminated the woods in front of them. Under the light of the flares, the shadows of branches and leaves swayed like ghosts waving their arms.
"Fire!!" Company Commander Xiao Yang yelled.
With his order, the soldiers of the Seventh Company hidden in the woods immediately pulled the triggers in their hands.
Each bullet turned into a scythe of death and began to harvest the lives of those Japanese soldiers.
When Nanjima Xiang saw the enemy's position ahead, instead of retreating, he chose to continue charging.
"Onboard!!" He yelled, then took the lead and rushed forward.
The other Japanese soldiers also roared angrily, charging and shooting at the Seventh Company's position.
Most of these Japanese soldiers were hungry and charged on an empty stomach. But each one of them is as ferocious as a hunting wolf.
The Seventh Company stationed here in the rainy night kept shooting at the charging Japanese troops from a temporary position built with trees and stones.
Their three heavy machine guns and several light machine guns were roaring in the dark night. The tongues of flame sprayed out were particularly dazzling in the darkness.
The bullets hit the bodies of the Japanese soldiers in a row, like a sudden storm.
The rainwater was shattered by the dense bullets, and the broken raindrops fell on the ground, forming puddles. Above the puddle, corpses began to fall one after another. The blood dyed the puddles blood red, and under the light of the flares, the cruel battlefield was reflected.
"Grenade!!" Company Commander Xiao Yang yelled, and ordered his soldiers to start throwing grenades at the approaching Japanese troops.
Those Japanese soldiers were almost crazy. They didn't care about their intensive firepower and just charged forward with their heads blank.
This method of exchanging human lives for distance allowed the Japanese army to successfully advance to a place less than thirty meters away from the seventh company position.
The soldiers of the Seventh Company pulled the grenades one after another, and then threw them directly at the feet of the Japanese army.
At this time, the charging Japanese troops did not even lie down at all, but charged as fast as possible.
¡°Boom boom!!¡±
A violent explosion sounded, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers rushing in front were blown away. The heavy machine guns and light machine guns on the Seventh Company's position fired intertwinedly, and the firepower network turned more Japanese troops behind them into corpses.
Their commander, Nan Dao Xiang, also rushed forward fearlessly.
A bullet from a heavy machine gun directly broke his fingers in the dark. butIt was the squadron leader of the Japanese army, still charging forward with more than a hundred soldiers under his command.
This madness was passed on to all the soldiers in the entire squadron. Some Japanese soldiers even tied grenades on their bodies and charged forward. But often on the way, they were knocked to the ground by bullets.
Most of the Japanese troops had been knocked to the ground, but the remaining Japanese troops stepped on the bodies of their comrades and successfully broke into the Seventh Company's position.
Without saying a word, deputy company commander Li Dabiao picked up the broadsword behind his back and rushed directly towards dozens of Japanese soldiers. The other soldiers also listened to the rifles in their hands and stabbed at the oncoming Japanese troops.
The entire seventh company¡¯s soldiers immediately fought together with a squadron of Nan Dao Xiang¡¯s squadron.
The rain made a gurgling sound, slapping on the dense leaves and the sharp bayonets.
The soldiers on both sides have their eyes red with blood. The bayonets in their hands are thrust out, either piercing the enemy's heart, or the enemy piercing their own hearts.
Life and death are often just a moment, no one retreats, because retreating means death.
Li Dabiao took the lead, swinging the big knife in his hand like a hammer. The back of the knife hit the Japanese soldiers, while the blade was used to chop.
A short Japanese soldier had his head chopped off by Li Dabiao before he could stab him.
The two Japanese soldiers behind him immediately stabbed out Li Dabiao with their Sanba Gai'er at the same time. The tip of the bayonet pointed directly at Li Dabiao's chest.
¡°Bang bang!!¡±
Li Dabiao¡¯s footsteps stepped on the rain-covered ground, making a snapping sound. He turned around, and the blade of the big knife in his hand looked particularly dazzling under the light of the flare.
¡°Pfft!!¡±
He dodged the stabbing attacks of the two Japanese soldiers. The broadsword in his hand rotated with his body and directly cut open the throats of the two Japanese soldiers with the blade.
Li Dabiao is a master of martial arts, and his sword styles are both broad and broad, but there are also some rough and some fine. The Japanese army's thrusts were also dodged by him with his dexterity.
Xiao Yang, the commander of the Seventh Company, was equally unambiguous when it came to bayonet. Although he is not as good as Li Dabiao, but because of his tall stature, the short Japanese soldiers are like a group of newly developed children in front of him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com