Anti-Japanese Violent Army

Chapter 696 The Battle of Great Power (25)

"kill!"

Yang Long's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was full of murderous aura, holding a bloody bayonet in both hands, he stabbed forward continuously.

One by one, the little devils, helplessly, had no power to fight back, and died under Yang Long's bloody bayonet.

Behind him were Yang Hai and Yang Ling. The three of them formed a zigzag assassination formation, constantly stabbing at the devil.

After stabbing, they retreated immediately and formed a zigzag assassination team again. The little devils in front of them were itching with hatred, but they couldn't help Yang Long and the three of them, and could only watch helplessly as their teammates were stabbed to death continuously.

"kill!"

The three of Yang Long shouted at the same time, and attacked together, the blood-dripping bayonet in their hands, like an angry dragon coming out of its hole, stabbed at the little devil in front.

"Kill the chicken!"

"..."

And the little devil in front, after making a strange cry, swung the [-] cover in his hand, and smashed it hard at the bayonet in Yang Long's hand.

However, the bayonet in Yang Long's hand looked like a swimming dragon. After flashing twice horizontally to the left, he stabbed suddenly.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the bloody sharp bayonet pierced into the little devil's chest again.

Immediately, the little devil felt all the strength in his body, as if it had been emptied, and the three-eighth cap in his hand fell to the ground feebly.

Moreover, his face was flushed, his eyes were staring angrily, and blood was gurgling from his mouth.

The little devil didn't seem to believe that he would die here so easily.

"Ah! Kill the chicken!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, the little devil next to him immediately stabbed Yang Long with hatred on his face.

"Pfft!"

However, at this moment, Yang Long didn't care about fighting. He directly pulled out his bayonet and stepped back in an instant.

"Zi!"

After pulling out the bayonet, a column of bright red blood sprouted from the little devil's chest.

This little devil just opened his eyes angrily, and fell down on the ground in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Long, Yang Hai, and Yang Ling resumed the character-shaped assassination formation again.

And the little devils who were howling all around, like mad dogs, rushed forward angrily.

However, what greeted them was cold and merciless thrusts.

Not only the three of Yang Long, but also the soldiers of the guard battalion on the entire battlefield, all in groups of three, formed a zigzag assassination formation, constantly stabbing at the little devils.

But the little devils were helpless, even though they swarmed up, they would destroy the thrusting formation of soldiers from a guard battalion.

However, the price the little devils have to pay for doing this is undoubtedly huge.

The little devils of the three infantry squadrons only realized at this time that in their eyes, the Chinese people who were like lambs had now turned into hedgehogs covered in thorns.

As long as they attack, their companions will definitely die immediately.

The formation of the Chinese people in front of them alternately thrusts, and the coordination is really good.

These little devils also want to imitate, but if they don't cooperate well, the price they bring will be a lot of deaths.

Now, this hand-to-hand combat has become a war of attrition. As long as the little devils don't shoot, their fate will be death.

And these little devils still don't know that their commander has been sniped to death.

If these little devils knew this, they would definitely not be able to hold on for much longer.

When the two armies fight and the commander of one side dies, the result will be complete defeat.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

At this moment, outside the forward position, at the little devil's temporary base camp, there was a sudden burst of gunfire.

Looking around, I saw a large number of figures suddenly pouring out of the little devil's temporary base camp.

These figures were all holding machine guns and [-] caps in their hands, fiercely shooting at the little devils in the temporary base camp.

"what!"

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

"..."

In an instant, the two artillery positions of the little devils fell directly, and a large number of little devils, because of the death of the commander, were unable to organize an effective counterattack and were quickly wiped out.

Only some little devils next to the truck are still relying on the truck to resist.

However, it is only a matter of time before they are eliminated.

"kill!"

On the forward position, just as Yang Long stabbed forward and assassinated a little devil, he heard fierce gunshots from outside the forward position.

After quickly retreating and resuming the thrusting formation, Yang Long raised his head and looked out of the forward position. Immediately, he found a large number of figures in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army.

Moreover, on the backs of these figures, they basically all carried a mountain-opening sword.

Seeing this scene, Yang Long was overjoyed, and roared loudly: "Brothers, Yang Jian brought the brothers from the sharp knife battalion to come to support, and kill me hard."

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

This time, Yang Jian's words were like a drop of water that fell into the high-temperature oil pan. Yes, it instantly ignited the blood and passion in the hearts of the soldiers of the guard battalion who were stabbing at the little devil. passion.

At this moment, the morale of the soldiers in the entire guard battalion soared, and their fighting spirit soared to the sky.

Yang Long's roar, the sudden change of the guard battalion soldiers, and the fierce gunshots outside the position also attracted the attention of the little devils.

They looked back, and immediately saw the temporary base camp that had been completely captured.

In an instant, the morale of these little devil soldiers plummeted.

"Nani?!"

"how is this possible?!"

"..."

"kill!"

Facing the thrusts of the guard battalion soldiers, these little devils no longer had the bravery they had before.

One by one, the little devils, unwilling to resist, were assassinated to the ground, and a large amount of bright red blood gushed out.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"With a sharp knife out of its sheath, I am invincible!"

A moment later, Yang Jian, who had already captured the little devil's temporary base camp, rushed towards the fortifications of the battlefield bravely and invincibly, with the roaring soldiers of the sharp knife battalion, holding a mountain sword in hand.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In the blink of an eye, the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion rushed into the position, and slammed down the great knives in their hands against the four hundred devils who had lost their morale.

"puff!"

The heads of the little devils were directly chopped off by the soldiers of the sharp knife battalion with the big knives in their hands.

The upper body of each little devil was chopped into two pieces by the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion with the big knives in their hands.

The soldiers of the guard battalion, with their single-handed stabbing ability, are the lore of stabbing.

The soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion are completely wild and invincible, holding high their swords, invincible among the enemy group, opening and closing, beheading devils, and drinking the blood of devils.

They are the real sharp knives of the Wolf Warriors.

With the sharp knife out of the sheath, I am invincible!
(End of this chapter)