Chapter 97 Big Knife Plan 7

The night is like water, and the white platform of the wolf hole is silent. Except for the occasional long howling made by the lonely wolf, no other sounds can be heard.

The Japanese artillery and armored vehicle troops are stationed here. Because this is the hinterland of the Japanese army and surrounded by Japanese troops, the precautions should be relaxed a lot.

In their view, the Chinese army is now oppressed on the Great Wall defense line and has no courage to attack the Great Wall.

Since the Sino-Japanese naval battle, the Qing Empire has been corrupt and incompetent, and its knees and bones have been soft, so that the great powers do not pay attention to it and bully them as they want.

The Japanese, in particular, provoke China again and again, but China has always been patient and concessions, which makes the Japanese more and more arrogant, and more unable to see the Chinese.

In their eyes, the Chinese are coward, a poor person without courage, who is constantly provoked but dare not resist at all. Such a bloodless nation, idiots find a way to bully them.

The September 18 Incident made the Japanese further confirm this idea. They felt that the Chinese were over and had completely lost the courage to resist. As long as the Japanese army showed the posture of war, they would obediently give in and surrender.

The Great Wall Anti-Japanese War frustrated their attack, but the Japanese thought that it was only temporary. As long as they slowed down, they could fight the Chinese army and escape.

Sometimes, arrogance leads to the disaster of extinction. The Japanese's self-righteousness brings them a lifelong blood lesson. I don't know if they will regret their arrogance when the sword of the 29th Army cuts their heads.

"Do it!"

Seeing that the time had come, Brigadier Zhao gave an order, and the soldiers took the big knives into a fan and touched the devils.

Under the moonlight, a big knife flashed with a faint cold light.

At the gate of the devil's camp, the sentry held a rifle and leaned against the wooden pillar and took a nap. They all thought there would be no problem, so they were a little relaxed.

Suddenly, two big knives reached the neck of the devil's sentry from the side, and then pulled it tightly. With a grin, the blood line burst, and the two devils lay down without saying a word.

After solving the two sentries, Wang Changhai waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed in from the door of the open camp and rushed into the devil's artillery position.

In the camp of the devils, there are dotted tents in front of them, and in the back is a large open space, where there are the cannon positions of the devils. There are 18 Type 1992 infantry guns parked on the position, and there is also a mortar and grencing barrel in the field on the other side.

Under the bonfire in the camp, an infantry gun flashed with the unique cold luster of metal. They were like generals wearing armor, waiting for the moment to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

Wang Changhai walked at the front of the team with a big knife in his hand and a barge gun in the other hand. They walked towards the tent of the devil soldiers and quickly approached the sleeping devils.

The devils in the tent are sleeping soundly. Before they reach the door of the tent, they can already hear the snoring sound from it, and occasionally some people grit their teeth and fart, which is simply all the voices.

When he walked to a tent, Wang Changhai carefully picked up the curtain with a big knife and looked inside. As a result, he found that the devils in the tent were sleeping to death.

The weather is still a little cold. They are all lying on the felt, covered with quilts, and military coats are pressed on their bodies. Some devils even shrank their heads into the quilt and act like the turtle.

With a wave of their hands, the soldiers rushed into the tent silently, and then stood in front of the devil's head one by one and raised the big knife in their hands.

The bonfire outside the tent shone in, making the big knife in the soldiers' hands reflect the light of the folds, making the inside of the tent suddenly bright, and the next moment the cold light fell like lightning.

- poo-!

Dark red stains suddenly appeared on the gray-green tent, slowly flowing down the tent towards the ground. A disgusting sweet smell filled the whole tent in an instant, making the soldiers frown.

Wang Changhai waved his hand and shouted, "The next one!"

The soldiers filed out and rushed straight to the next tent. The big knives in their hands were stained with bright red blood, which was proof of killing the devils.

The night was dark and the sky was high, and there was a little north wind, which was really a good time to kill people. In the devil's artillery camp, blood kept bursting up, and heads with different expressions fell to the ground and rolled on the loess.

Either shock, or ignorance, or confusion, or anger... These good people who were still on their necks at the previous moment ended his mission in his life at the moment when the knife fell, and became a worthless waste.

Wang Changhai came out of the tent with a big knife. His face and body were full of ghosts' blood, and his clothes were soaked. It was particularly uncomfortable to stick to his body, but the smile on his face was about to bloom.

Killing too happily. Wang Changhai felt that he had never been so happy since he learned to use a big knife. The knife fell one by one, and it felt like cutting the big radish in the vegetable field. It was refreshing and straightforward, and it was really his grandmother's pleasure.

"This night attack is really worth it." Looking at the tent behind him that turned into a dead silence, and thinking of the devil soldiers inside who turned into cold corpses, Wang Changhai felt that it was a comfort, and he almost hummed a tune from his hometown.

Just as the soldiers were killing happily, in a tent not far ahead, the curtain was lifted, and then a devil came out sleepily and shook his head and walked to the open space beside him.

The devil fell asleep and felt a little anxious, so he got up reluctantly, took his trousers out of the tent and thought of the open space beside him.

He walked to the air in a daze. The devil inadvertently rolled his eyelids and found that not far from the left front, it seemed that the shadow was constantly shaking, and he was not alone.

He tried to open his heavy eyelids and concentrated on looking at it. This time, he finally saw it clearly. It's okay if he didn't see it clearly. When he saw it clearly, his soul suddenly flew out of the sky and pulled his neck and screamed, "That man, big knife."

click-, a big knife came to the front and knocked him to the ground, but it was too late, and he still shouted out. Now, the devils in the tents around them were awakened. They didn't know what had happened. They hurriedly found their clothes and trousers and put them on their clothes.

"Grenade, throw!" Wang Changhai roared, and the devils were already alert. It was impossible to kill them quietly. Now it's going to turn into a strong attack. Next, it must be a bloody battle.

Before he came, each soldier carried eight grenades with him, which were prepared for this situation. Everyone heard the sound and untied the grenade one after another, raising their hands and throwing them at the shadow shaking devil tent.

The explosions came one after another, and dense grenades flew to the tent where the devils lived, and then exploded violently. The strong air waves lifted the tent, and the four-shot shrapnel cut the tent into pieces.

This grenade made many devils blown out together with the tent, and many other devils were also injured and fell to the ground and rolled and moaned in pain.

With a sound, the big knife trembled and made a crisp trill. Wang Changhai clenched the handle of the knife with both hands and roared at the ghost soldiers who rushed out of the tent, "Follow me."

The soldiers roared and rushed to the opposite devil soldiers like a tide. Before many devils could react, they were cut into the dust by big knives.

Bang bang bang! Some devils shot, and they reacted quickly. Several soldiers who rushed to the front were hit by bullets, turned over and fell to the ground, and the big knife also let go.

However, the distance between the two sides was so close that the devil only had time to shoot a bullet. Before they could pull the bolt for the second time, the knife team rushed to the front of him and fell to the ground with a knife.

“ばんざい”

The devil soldiers were indeed very fierce. Seeing that the shooting was useless, they raised their rifles and fought hand-to-hand with the big knife team. For a moment, the shouts shook the sky and the earth, and the blood splashed red.

Wang Changhai rushed to the front. He was like an angry lion. He held a big knife in his hand, cut off the horizontal rifle in the hand of the oncoming devil, and then cut it from the devil's forehead.

A blood stain appeared from the top of the devil's head, and then spread down. The devil fell back with his eyes wide open, and the two rifles were still grasped in his hand.

A devil in the back of the side stabbed with a rifle. The bayonet went straight to the back of Wang Changhai. With his left foot as the axis, the leader of the king suddenly rotated on the ground, and his body turned 120 degrees. The devil's bayonet stabbed from behind him and scratched his clothes.

The big knife swings horizontally, the cold blade brushed the devil's neck, and the blood arrow burst into his life.

But more devils still rushed up fearlessly. The bright bayonet flashed with a dazzling light in the firelight, and the devil's face was a little twisted and looked so ferocious.

The soldiers of the knife team held the big knife in their hands, and their eyes were red. They pulled their necks and roared, rushed up against the opposite devils and fought with them.

At this time, the effect of strict and hard training for a long time has been shown. Although the big knife of the big knife team is shorter than the bayonet of the devils, it is not as smart as the devils, which makes them not fall behind at all.

There were constantly devils falling down in the knife, and some big knife players were stabbed by the devil's bayonet, lying in the pool of blood with hatred, and the two sides fought with their lives and death.

Blood splashed, the broken limbs flew around, shouted like thunder, and the murderous spirit shocked the sky. At this moment, everyone became the most primitive beast. Only the instinct of fighting was retained in his mind, and everything else was forgotten.

Wang Changhai can't remember how many times he stabbed the devil to death. He now has only one idea, which is to kill all the yellow figures and keep killing them.

Finally, he suddenly opened up in front of him. The original figure disappeared. The big knife he held high had no target. For a moment, he didn't know where to fall. The last knife broke into the loess in front of him.

Looking back and looking around, Wang Changhai found that there were only the 29th Army knife soldiers in gray-blue military uniforms. They were gasping like cows, covered with blood, and looking around like themselves with knives.

All the Japanese soldiers had fallen to the ground, and some of them were not dead. They lay on the ground and groaned in pain. The big knife team staggered over and killed them with a knife.

This is the case on the battlefield. Either you die or I live. No one can have so much compassion, otherwise it may be you who is unlucky.

"Clean the battlefield and leave no life!" Wang Changhai tore off a cloth to wipe the big knife in his hand and shouted to the soldier, "Blow up all those cannons."

"Sailor, that's all good." Looking at the majestic cannon, the soldiers were a little reluctant. The 29th Army lacked everything, especially these heavy weapons.

"What are you doing? If you want to blow it up, just blow it up quickly." Why doesn't Wang Changhai feel sad? He doesn't know the value of firewood and rice. As a regimental commander, he knows more about the preciousness of these cannons than soldiers.

But there is nothing they can do. This time they are on a long-distance attack, and they are all light when they come. With these heavy guys, they can't escape the pursuit of the devils at all. It's a question of whether they can withdraw or not.

Seeing that the commander was angry, the soldiers did not dare to neglect. They pulled bundles of grenades with the fuse, then threw them into the muzzle, and then ran away.

The roar was endless, and 18 cannons were blown into pieces, becoming useless scrap iron.

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