Chapter 472

  Fang Juntian, holding an MP18 submachine gun, kicked Zhang Dayong: "Damn it! My brother is bleeding to death up ahead! You turtles want to run away with your tails between your legs? Watch me take you down today!"

  After finishing speaking, he thrust his MP18 submachine gun forward, tightly aiming at Zhang Dayout's head.

  "Never mind me! Quickly shoot and kill those two traitors!" Zhang Dayout shouted in struggle. But how could his personal bodyguards be a match for Fang Juntian's special forces? Soon, the five bodyguards were disarmed.

  Zhang Dàyǒng and his five personal guards were tied up like a bundle of rice and thrown into the military vehicle. Li Bīn cupped his hands in respect and said, "Brothers, I'm sorry! I too am doing this for the greater good of our country and nation!"

  "Big brother, why don't you just kill these few little people?" Hong Biao asked Li Bin in confusion.

  "They are all Chinese, Chinese people don't kill Chinese people, they aren't traitors either, we shouldn't kill them." Li Bin replied.

  "But big brother, if you don't kill them today, what if they turn around and report us to General Shao in the future? We'll be in danger then!" Hong Biao anxiously advised Li Bin.

  "Second brother, don't worry, I've already thought of a way." Li Bin replied.

  The big fire that temporarily blocked the tank's advance was extinguished, and the devils' tanks crossed the third trench and charged fiercely towards the fourth trench 100 meters away.

  Behind the fourth line of defense, there is still a fifth line of defense, but behind the fourth line of defense, there is a railway for armored trains to run. Once the devils' tanks arrive at the railway line first and destroy it, then the powerful armored trains will not be able to arrive in support!

  "Brothers! We must stop the enemy tanks outside the fourth line of defense!"

  The warriors who stuck to the trenches shot fiercely at the attacking devils, and those devils who played the role of "Thunder Heroes" fell down one after another. The enemy, under the cover of tanks, launched a hail of bullets like flying locusts with snipers, grenade throwers and machine gunners together at the defending army, and people kept falling in the blood pool.

  A well-concealed heavy machine gun suddenly opened fire, and the whizzing bullets mowed down dozens of devils like scallions. Suddenly, a tank turned its muzzle, and with a flash of flames, the heavy machine gun and two gunners were blown out of the trench.

  "Son of a dog!" A wounded soldier jumped up, "Your grandfather is here! Kill!" After that, he hugged the explosive package and rushed towards the devil's tank. However, before he could rush over, he was shot down by machine gun bullets.

  If tanks come crushing over, we can't defend against them. It's better to put on explosives and hand grenades and charge out to blow up those tanks.

  Several volunteers who had stepped forward as storm troopers jumped up and charged out of the trenches:

  "Brothers! Kill! Let's see whose tank is harder, the devils' or our Northeastern uncles' bones!"

  "Kill! Kill all those little devils!"

  "We are on the battlefield! The little devils want to get past us? Unless they step over my dead body!"

  The warriors came forward one after another, approaching the devil's tank, but most of them couldn't get close to the tank and were mowed down by machine guns. Some people were about to approach the tank when they were shot by the devil soldiers on the side.

  In front of the fourth trench, the brutal bloodshed reached its most tragic moment.

  The first enemy tank was about to cross the trench, a soldier lying in the trench saw the bottom of the tank passing over his head, he pulled the hand grenade without hesitation.

  A loud "boom" sound, the tank was paralyzed on top of the trench, and the devils on the tank had just jumped out of the tank and were hit by bullets and fell into the trench. The rest of the tanks retreated in disorder, having learned from the previous one, and they did not dare to cross over the trench until the defenders in the trench were cleared.

  The Japanese infantry, under the cover of tanks, was about to enter the fourth trench, while the Japanese tanks, fearing being blown up by Chinese soldiers hiding in the trenches, did not rashly cross the trenches, but instead provided firepower support to their infantry on the periphery, waiting for the infantry to clear out the Chinese defenders in the trenches before these tanks would cross the trenches and continue to advance deeper.

  The devils, armed with Type 38 rifles, approached the trenches step by step, their sharp bayonets glinting in the sunlight. The soldiers defending the position showed no fear, stubbornly firing bullet after bullet before being struck down and making a heroic sacrifice under the machine guns and artillery of the devil's tanks.

  As Li Bin's sworn brother, Wang Zihao knew that the Japanese infantry was fierce in close combat. He rushed out of the command post and shouted loudly to the soldiers of the guard company: "Brothers! You quickly follow me up! Use your pistols to wipe out those devils!"

  Just before the devils jumped into the trenches, the wounded in the trenches jumped out one by one and pulled the hand grenades from their chests to perish together with the enemy.

  The warriors in the trenches, under the machine gun fire from the tanks, threw hand grenades into the devils' group. The explosion sounded, one after another devil fell down in the smoke, but those warriors who threw the hand grenades were also hit by the tanks and sacrificed in the trenches.

  But no matter how stubbornly the defenders fought, they were unable to withstand the devils' charge under the cover of tanks.

  "Keep going! I'm out of grenades!" a soldier yelled anxiously.

  "I've also run out of grenades! I'm out of bullets too!" Another soldier shouted.

  "My bullets are all gone!" The voices of anxious soldiers echoed everywhere in the trenches.

  "Commander! Where's our armored train? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

  Lian Chang gazed at the onrushing devils, and resolutely gave the order: "Brothers! The armored train hasn't arrived yet! Now we can only rely on ourselves! Fix bayonets! Let's fight it out with those damned little devils!"

  All the brave warriors stared at those approaching devils, putting bayonets on their rifles, ready for a final showdown with the devils.

  Before long, the first German soldier rushed up to the trench and another one pulled out the bolt of his rifle, retreated and jumped into the trench. With a single knife, he stabbed to death a soldier who was trying to stab him with a bayonet.

  A young warrior who looked less than seventeen years old stabbed at the devils with his Type 13 rifle, but not only was his rifle shorter than the devil's 38 gun, but his stabbing technique was also much inferior to that of the devil.

  The devilish Japanese soldier let out a sinister laugh as his bayonet pierced the warrior's chest, but the brave warrior continued to charge forward. Under the force of the impact, the long 38-style rifle had already stabbed through the devil's body along with the bayonet, leaving him no time to pull out the blade. The small warrior, still charging forward, stabbed his knife into the devil's throat, and only then did his hands weakly drop down, a smile on his face as he slowly fell over.

  More and more devils rushed into the trenches, and the bayonets stained with blood were pulled out of the warriors' bodies and stabbed at the next soldier. Due to the gap in stabbing skills, the defending army suffered heavy losses. However, these hot-blooded men did not retreat a single step, some jumped up from the ground and hugged the devils, pulling the hand grenades on their waists; others picked up iron shovels and smashed them onto the devils' heads, but were immediately stabbed into the chest by bayonets.

  The warriors who had exhausted their bullets and grenades faced the swarms of devils rushing into the trenches, without a hint of fear or retreat. They fought fiercely with those who outnumbered them and were more skilled in combat, until they shed their last drop of blood.

  The sniper hiding behind calmly fired shot after shot, killing the most skilled devils one by one, but still couldn't stop the devils from stabbing all the defenders in the trench to death.

  "Charge!" Prince Zihao, wielding two guns, let out a loud roar. More than 50 guardsmen armed with Mauser pistols rushed into the trenches through the communication trench. Prince Zihao fired his dual guns left and right, and two devils charging at him with bayonets fell to the ground with a thud.

  A devil had just pulled a bayonet out of an infantryman's body, and before he could thrust the bloody bayonet into another soldier, he was knocked down by a rifle shot from a guardsman who rushed up.

  Pistols are the best weapon for close combat, and the guards shot at close range, bullets shooting out one blood hole after another on the devils' bodies, knocking down those devils one by one in the trenches.

  Wang Zihao fired his gun repeatedly, killing nine devils in a row. He threw away the pistol that had already been fired empty with his right hand and hit another devil who was rushing towards him with one shot from his left hand.

  A gunshot rang out, and a blood hole appeared on the forehead of that devil. Wang Zihao immediately dropped the empty gun, he didn't even have time to change magazines, and pulled out a large knife from behind his back, chopping down a devil who was stabbing him from the side with one slash.

  The devil raised his gun to parry, but was cut in half along with his gun by a large knife.

  The guards regiment soldiers had finished their bullets and hadn't even had time to change magazines when another batch of devils charged into the trenches, charging towards them with bayonets. Suddenly, a soldier jumped out and rushed into the enemy crowd, just as several bayonets were stabbed into his chest, he pulled the trigger on the four hand grenades at his waist.

  A loud "boom" shook the air, and that warrior was turned into a flurry of blood rain in the flames, while more than ten devils around him slowly fell to the ground amidst the rolling smoke.

  However, the enemy was numerous and we were few, and the Japanese rushed into the trenches in batches. The guards' rifles had run out of bullets and could not be used for close combat, some tried to retreat to change magazines but were stabbed by the devils; some changed magazines and fired a shot before being stabbed by the devils; some picked up rifles from the ground and fought with bayonets against the devils, soon falling into a pool of blood. A few brave warriors rushed into the devil's crowd, pulled out hand grenades and perished together with the devils. Soon, all the guards were sacrificed, leaving only Wang Zihao still fighting in the bloody battle.

  In the distance, Ishizuka saw them through binoculars, their "brave warriors" finally charging into the trenches, but what he didn't expect was that those "warriors" suffered another crushing defeat!

  Prince Wang Hao, who had just killed six devils in a row, heard a voice behind him. However, before he could dodge, a dagger stabbed into his right arm, and his large knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

  Two devils came from both front and back, each with a sharp knife, and four knives pierced his body at the same time.

  "You little bastards! I've won! I'll take four of you down with me before I die!" Wang Zihao let out a furious roar, using his last bit of strength to pull the pins on the two hand grenades at his waist.

  A majestic and mournful sound echoed across the battlefield, followed by a deathly silence.

  The devils charged over the trenches filled with corpses of soldiers from both sides, and the tanks behind saw that the fourth trench was safe, so they crushed the stones and sandbags in front of the array and crossed the trench towards the direction of the last defensive line.

  Under the enemy's fierce firepower, there is no depth that can be defended. The reserve team has also been sacrificed, leaving only some wounded soldiers, medical personnel, cooks, horsemen and some female soldiers.

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