Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2160 The blood is burning!

On Highland No. 1, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the Japanese charged like wolves and tigers.

The squad leader in charge of cutting off the rear was wiping the sword in his hand.

He is also a member of the sword team. Although he has not been practicing swordsmanship with instructor Li Zhenshan for a long time, he is one of the best ones.

Next to him was a veteran, nearly fifty years old, with a gray beard, smoking a pipe.

And every time he took a puff, a thin wisp of green smoke would come out along the wound on his chest.

Ahem! Ahem!

The veteran's lungs were punctured. He coughed violently and coughed up a lot of blood.

The wounded soldier lying half-lying on the side urged: "Your lungs have been punctured, and you still smoke?"

The veteran murmured: "It's the last bite."

The half-lying wounded soldier murmured: "Yes, it's the last bite."

He slowly closed his eyes, his thoughts drifting back home, where his wife was waiting for him.

His wife is just right, she is a carefree and kind-hearted girl.

The recruit Danzi on the side was shot in the butt and wiped away tears in pain.

And a veteran was shot three times and half of his head was almost blown off, but he was holding a cigarette in his mouth and telling jokes.

In fact, he was very weak and even fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

But looking at the little brother crying beside him, he used his most tenacious vitality to hold on and comfort him.

His lips had turned white and his eyes were beginning to blur.

But he was still joking, as if the injury on his body didn't exist.

The recruit Danzi was amused and took out his leggings to bandage the wounds of the seriously injured veteran.

The veteran said: "Don't pack it, you won't survive."

But the recruit smiled and said: "I can survive for a while."

And he gave the veteran a grenade. He had realized that the veteran could not see him, so he put the grenade's tab on the veteran's hand.

The veteran wanted to touch his little brother's head, but unfortunately, he didn't have the strength to lift his hand.

"Attack!"

At this moment, a sudden roar broke the tranquility of the moment.

The Japs had already rushed up, and the Japs officers let out heart-rending howls.

"Brothers, prepare to follow me!"

The monitor stopped wiping the knife and stood up.

The Japanese were already close, and the firearms had already lost their effect at this time.

Because the moment you shoot, the enemy has most likely already taken off your head.

What's more, compared to the marksmanship, the guerrillas are not as good as the Japanese. Compared to the number of people, they only have six people, and five of them are wounded, including one who is seriously injured and cannot move at all.

But they have to compete with the little devils for courage and stabbing.

So, under the roar of the squad leader.

The smoker threw away his pipe, the one who closed his eyes to recall the past opened his eyes. The old soldier who told a joke smiled, while the new soldier who was crying because of his injury raised his rifle.

They rushed out to stop the Japanese with their own flesh and blood, and to fight for the hope of survival for their departing comrades.

"kill!"

The squad leader jumped up and flew out of the trench, like a tiger emerging from the mountain.

His sword, with unparalleled bravery and determination, rushed directly towards the oncoming Japanese.

The Japanese soldier raised his bayonet and charged forward with a ferocious smile. He has absolute confidence in his stabbing skills.

In terms of stabbing, at least he is the best in their team. He thought he would win, so he laughed evilly.

But what he never expected was that his enemy was braver than him.

The squad leader turned sideways and cleverly avoided his bayonet. At the same time, he raised the big knife in his hand and slashed it horizontally, reaching his neck in the blink of an eye.

"what?"

The Japs screamed in terror, but it was too late. The squad leader's broadsword was like a ray of cold light, instantly decapitating the Japanese soldier. The head flew three meters high, with blood splattering everywhere.

The Japanese's body fell down like a rotten wooden pile that had been chopped down.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers were startled by this sudden change, but they quickly reacted and rushed towards the squad leader with bayonets raised.

However, the squad leader was not afraid at all. He swung his sword, slashing left and right. Every time he swung the sword, a Japanese fell down.

After a while, several Japanese soldiers fell down beside the squad leader. His broadsword had already been dyed blood red by the blood of the Japanese.

Seeing this scene, other guerrillas cheered up and rushed towards the Japanese with various weapons.

It’s just that they don’t have the sword skills like the squad leader.

The wounded little soldier rushed towards the Japs with his gun, but the Japs took the lead and stabbed the little soldier in the abdomen.

The little soldier gritted his teeth and endured the severe cramping pain in his abdomen. He thrust his bayonet into the Japanese's body with his backhand.

There were many Japs, but when they saw that their companions were injured, they rushed to the rescue. Two Japs thrust bayonets into the back of the young soldier.

"what!"

The little soldier screamed, which immediately attracted the attention of the fifty-year-old veteran.

Although he was entangled by two Japs, he still wanted to save the little soldier, even if he had two more shocking wounds on his body.

When the little soldier saw this scene, he shouted anxiously: "Don't come over!"

As he said that, the little soldier fired the grenade that was already wrapped around his body.

He was ready to sacrifice, even though he was so afraid of pain and still so young.

But he knew that if he didn't kill all the little sons of bitches in front of him, he wouldn't have a good life.

He once had a warm home, a mother who loved him, a father who was more willing to bend than bend, a considerate sister, and a charming and lovely sister.

But the Japanese came and all this was gone.

He still remembers the way the Japanese broke into his home and committed murder.

They kill people when they see them and rob things when they see them. And his elder sister and younger sister were both ruined by the little devils.

But he was working in the cellar and only narrowly escaped death.

He still remembered the scene when his mother wouldn't let him out, so she closed the cellar and pressed her body on it.

He watched his mother through the gap between the boards as the Japanese stabbed her in the back again and again, but she pressed against the cellar entrance and told him to keep quiet.

His mother's blood dripped down the cracks in the boards and onto his face.

That's mother's temperature!

So he, who was naturally timid, joined the guerrillas, and because he was naturally afraid of pain, he detonated the grenade on his body.

The violent explosion and the young soldier's deep resentment took away three vicious Japanese.

The moment before the explosion, he smiled.

At this time, others also laughed.

They also prepared a surprise for the little devil.

The moment they rushed out, they never thought they could come back alive.

They all ignited the grenades on their bodies and rushed towards the Japanese.

boom! boom!

The explosions are like the most brilliant blooms in life.

They laughed in the explosions and burned in the flames. They will turn into red sun flames and annihilate all the enemies in front of them! .