On the battlefield of Xigao Village, the Japanese took advantage of the opponent's firepower to pause and suddenly accelerated the attack speed. The artillery soldiers in the rear opened fire at the same time, without caring about their companions who were charging.

"Oh no! The Japanese rushed up, stop them!"

boom!

"Ah...my legs!"

The position was in chaos in an instant, and soldiers killed and injured by the bomb were everywhere. Japanese soldiers rushed forward desperately under their artillery fire. Some shells even landed in their own teams, but this did not affect their attack pace at all. Grenades and grenade launchers were also constantly greeting the position.

This fighting style of fighting with life made the soldiers of the transport regiment be busy and the Japanese army quickly approached within 30 meters of the position and was about to rush into the village.

Qiu Changfu didn't care about his own safety and quickly ran to the machine gun position next to him. He pushed away the bodies of the dead soldiers, picked up the machine gun and pointed it at the Japanese who were rushing towards them.

The sound of mg3 like a cloth tear exploded instantly, and bullets sprayed out like ink. Although many were killed, he could not scream alone.

How could the Japanese army finally wait for the opportunity be spared? They have launched a general attack, and the team behind them are like a tide, and the frontier positions with loopholes can no longer be blocked.

"Everyone retreats! Don't hang out with the Japanese, retreat to the second line of defense, Zhao San, please inform the reserve team to come forward!"

Qiu Changfu threw away the machine gun that had been completely fired, and the current situation could only give up the outer positions of the village and retreat to the inner circle defense line.

puff!

The bullet penetrated Qiu Changfu's thighs. He felt his legs soft and his body stumbled on the ground. The pain seemed to have not been transmitted to his brain, but his numb thighs could no longer exert any strength.

"Damn it!" Qiu Changfu picked up a rifle and tried to support it, but his injured thigh was out of control.

Seeing that the Japanese were about to approach, he was not ready to run away. He held the rifle and leaned against the sandbag. Even if he died, he had to pull two more cushions.

"Battery Commander, Go!"

At this time, a lieutenant ran over in a hurry, raised his shoulder and ran to the village desperately.

After seeing the person clearly, Qiu Changfu was angry and didn't fight, and he cursed while walking: "Zhao San, you are a dog life, didn't you ask you to command the reserve team to set up defense lines? What the hell are you doing when you come back!?"

The one who came to save him was Zhao San, a companion in a chariot team, who was also the few remaining officers in the Third Battalion of the Tanks.

"Don't let the battalion commander go, hurry up and let it go! You can kill a few more Japanese people while alive, but you can't scold them if you die!" Zhao San didn't care about those, but just couldn't bear to see his commander lying on the ground and not helping him.

"Die んんェしまえ!"

At this moment, several Japanese soldiers holding rifle bayonets rushed out from the oblique side, and a warrior was about to raise his gun to shoot when the samurai knife was pierced through his chest.

The leading Japanese soldiers pulled out their long sword and threw out a long blood stain on the ground. The next time he saw two Chinese people who were supporting each other and running backwards.

"Die Huaxia Dolphin!"

The red-eyed sergeant was very excited, raised his samurai sword and rushed towards the two of them. Behind him... more and more Japanese were pouring in from the gap in the defense line.

Bang! Bang!

Seeing the opponent's murderous aura coming, Zhao San immediately took out his pistol and fired two shots at the Japanese soldiers who were obviously at the top of his head.

Facts proved that bravery could not block bullets. One shot in the chest and one shot, the Japanese soldiers returned to the west with a grudge. Qiu Changfu tried his best to stabilize his body and fired at the Japanese army with a carbine in his hand. With the cooperation of them, they killed four or five Japanese soldiers in the blink of an eye.

But the gap has been opened, and more Japanese troops are rushing here, and roars and shouts can be heard everywhere, and there is only a dead end to stay here.

Qiu Changfu put down his weapon in despair, and there were no bullets in his gun:

"Go away, don't both of us die here. The line of defense behind can last at least a few hours. Command them to keep guarding. Do you hear that? Get out of here!"

Zhao Sanyi didn't say anything, grabbed the other party's arm and put it on his shoulder, telling the former that he would never give up his comrades.

Anyway, this place has become a Jedi, and it’s the same thing to die sooner or later. If you can go to the underworld with your brothers, you won’t be lonely on the road...

A group of Japanese soldiers who followed had discovered them and were about to raise their guns and shoot...

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!

At this moment of crisis, an armored vehicle crashed through the earth wall and crashed into the Japanese team like a god descending to earth. The coaxial machine gun on the vehicle roared an angry roar.

Puff puff puff puff...

The sound of bullets entering the flesh sounded so pleasant, and the Japanese around them were beaten backwards.

"Master Dao, blow away the brick wall on the left!"

boom!

As soon as he entered his soul, fragments mixed with broken limbs and broken arms flew across. The Japanese hiding behind never expected that the seemingly thick and solid wall would be bombarded into pieces without even holding on for half a minute.

The commander of the chariot crawled directly outside the turret and shouted to the two people behind: "Battery Commander, you can retreat quickly! Leave it here to us!"

After saying that, he operated the 50-heavy machine gun on the roof of the car and fired at the Japanese as crazy as the gun. The flames of the muzzle that was nearly half a meter long were majestic. The terrifying barrage could turn any object you touch into a pile of rags.

With the blockade of this Greyhound armored vehicle, Qiu Changfu and his two men could save their lives. They no longer had a pretentious attitude and helped each other walk towards the second defense position in the village.

In just a moment, all the outer positions at the entrance of the two villages had fallen, and more Japanese soldiers surrounded them from all directions. The commander did not dare to be careless and hurried into the turret to call the driver to leave quickly.

At this time, you dare to stay outside and be a hero, but you think your life is too long.

The Japanese troops around were a little deterred, hiding in the bunkers around the armored vehicles, fearing that they could not move forward. Some of them were brave enough to throw a few grenades, and the splattered pieces of soil spread on the body of the vehicle made a muffled sound.

"Master Dao, keep booming. I've seen it. There are a few Japanese behind the low wall!" The machine gunner pointed to the side impatiently. If the Browning heavy machine gun in his hand had not been effective, he would have let those Japanese go to the west.

"The shells are finished..."

The gunner named Dao Ye sighed helplessly, the car was full of empty shells and there were no new shells.

"Grandma's... retreat quickly!" The captain's face was solemn, and there were not many bullets in the armored vehicle. It would be a big disaster to stay here.

The driver quickly hung up the reverse gear and started to retreat, but no one noticed that a Japanese soldier wearing a plaster bowl roll on his head was frenzy, holding a strange weapon that looked like a spear, raised it in front of his chest and rushed towards the armored vehicle fiercely.

"The Emperor!"

The commander had already seen the Japanese devil at the observation port. Although he didn't know what the other party was holding, his intuition told him that the thing should not be underestimated.

But at this time the coaxial machine gun was directed in front, and the Japanese soldier was attacking from the side and could not shoot him at all.

After a while, the captain quickly opened the top cover of the turret, took out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the Japanese soldier.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Puff puff...

The stopping power of the .45-caliber pistol bullet is quite excellent. After being shot, the Japanese soldier fell to the ground without saying a word, and the stick in his hand also slid to the side.

The captain saw clearly what the thing looked like. It was a wooden stick about two meters long, with a conical iron lump on its head, and three sharp thorns exposed in the front part. At first glance, it was a bit inappropriate.

At this time, the captain suddenly remembered that this thing was found in the Japanese weapons seized in Mitela some time ago. People who knew about it said that this thing was specially used to deal with tank and armored vehicles, and it seemed to be called a single-soldier anti-tank thunder...

Thinking of this, the hairs of the carriage were almost standing up. If the enemy came up with a stick at close range, they would be disabled even if they were not killed.

"Damn it's too dangerous, hurry up..."

Before he could finish his words, a Japanese soldier holding a mobilizer suddenly jumped out of the window of the house next to him and threw the mobilizer towards the rear of the armored vehicle without saying a word.

The molten bottle broke instantly after hitting the hard iron plate of the armored vehicle. The gasoline inside sputtered everywhere with the flames and ignited a raging fire.

“Onboard!”
Chapter completed!