Facts proved that Han Feng's judgment was correct. At the beginning of the battle, Li Yunlong never thought about fighting an ambush in a regular manner. The family of the Xinyi Regiment was so filthy that he had no capital to fight an ambush at all.

In addition, Li Yunlong fell in love with the mortars in the hands of these two Japanese squads. That was a good thing, but the Japanese were not vegetarians. Once the ambush battle started, the soldiers of the New Regiment would definitely be severely damaged under their strong artillery fire. Not to mention the grenade launcher? Li Yunlong didn't even think about it. The Japanese lived in a small place that could be submerged at any time. They were used to the days of being ruthless than the Chinese. They also saw the artillery of grenade launcher. Even on the eve of their defeat and death, they would blow up the grenade launcher without hesitation, and would never let it fall into the hands of Chinese soldiers.

But Li Yunlong, he, was aiming at these treasures, what should I do? He had to conduct a hand-to-hand battle with short-distance handover, and took advantage of the Japanese's overwhelming response to the weapons.

At this moment, Li Yunlong was already excited. Taking advantage of the smoke caused by the grenade, he almost rushed to the front, carrying the ghost-headed sword that was flashing with cold light, and waved it in excitement.

The other soldiers followed closely behind, and a burst of smoke covered the team rushing to the front was already "entangled" with the Japanese.

The Japanese were completely stunned. They could not imagine that this Chinese soldier, dressed in a ragged manner, like a savage from the mountains, would have such strong reaction and combat power. Machine guns and artillery could not stop their pace. Sacrifice and death seemed to only stimulate their increasingly bloody nature. They were like a group of wild wolves, completely ignoring their own life and death, just to tear off a piece of flesh from the enemy.

Such Chinese soldiers were so terrible. The Japanese commander screamed in horror and fired. Unfortunately, the hasty bullet had just had time to shoot down seven or eight enemies again, and other charge figures had already been pressed on their faces. In desperation, the Japanese commander issued an order to conduct hand-to-hand combat.

Japanese soldiers only went to the battlefield after rigorous training. They were all well-trained. Due to the crisis factors of the island country and the focus on assassination training during training, what they were most afraid of was assassination and assault. The "Infantry Practice" they believed in even mentioned that the way to decide the final outcome of the battle is bayonet assault. At this point, the Japanese army did a good job. Even the tall and powerful American troops on the Pacific battlefield did not dare to face the sharpness of their bayonets.

After the commander of the Japanese lieutenant issued an order to fight for bayonets, he saw that the enemy had already rushed over, and while taking the busy schedule, the Japanese soldiers even installed the bayonets on a rifle in an orderly manner, and turned off the security of the rifle, leaving the rifle in a safety device.

As for the bullets that were removed from the gun chamber? It was pure nonsense. The enemy had come here. The Japanese were not covered in their heads. There was still the time to return the bullets one by one?" Turning off the insurance was enough to keep the Type 38 rifle in their hands in a safety device, so that they would not hurt their own people due to the powerful penetration force of the rifle while cutting off their cowardice in trying to shoot when fighting for the stab, thereby stimulating their bloodiness in fighting for the death. They knew very well that in the intense assassination, there was basically no possibility of effective shooting.

Of course, the Japanese army also had time to withdraw bullets from the gun chamber, but that was definitely not the eve of every hand-to-hand combat. After all, the Japanese army's bullets were also made of money and there was no need to spend money?

The only time they would withdraw the bullets was that they were surrounded by the enemy. When they reached the end of their lives, they knew that the enemy would not give them a chance to shoot again, so they would withdraw all the bullets in the gun chamber, so that the enemy would not fire directly, and defend the dignity of the soldiers with the final assassination.

On the other hand, Han Feng had already taken advantage of the Japanese army's entanglement with the new vanguard and his firepower was limited and he quickly rushed out of the trenches fortifications.

He was extremely fast, and he was like a wild horse running out of reins in the charge team, and soon rushed from the last position to the front.

The warriors who were charging at the middle of the journey found Han Feng. It was just a tense moment when the war was filled with tension. The clothes everyone was wearing were in a very ragged state. They really couldn't recognize who was coming. They were probably just curious: Why did this warrior rush faster than a rabbit?

If Han Feng could hear the voices of the soldiers, he would definitely curse in his heart: If you don’t hold a gun weighing six or seven pounds, you run and shoot while running, your hands are empty, you might be faster than me!

But the current emergency situation could not allow Han Feng to think about this. His charging figure suddenly paused, and then squatted down and snatched the rifle from the hands of a sacrificed warrior. "I'm sorry, brother!" He groped in the pocket of the closed warrior with his hands. After a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, leaving. The kid's pocket was empty and he had no farts.

Han Feng had explored the old-fashioned rifle made in Hanyang in the third squad. This gun was much simpler to operate than various types of guns with complex funerals. As soon as he got started, he understood all the principles and operations of this gun from installation to shooting.

Without any doubts, Han Feng continued to charge and pulled the bolt made by Hanyang, but what was embarrassing was that he did not pull it. He opened the bullet casing and saw that it was empty inside.

"Fuck", Han Feng was so depressed that he wanted to curse people. At such a critical moment, he finally picked up a rifle but it was useless... No, at least it could be used to smash the Japanese... It has not yet installed a bayonet.

When Han Feng finally arrived, the battle had already reached a fever pitch. The Japanese army was completely entangled by the soldiers of the New Regiment. The strong firepower advantage was suddenly exhausted, and the two sides launched a real hand-to-hand battle.

The platoon leader Yang Jie had good sword skills. Although he was defeated by Han Feng, he was also a top-notch hero. There were already three Japanese devils who died under his sword. Although he was bleeding on his body, his eyes were still fierce. He was staring at a Japanese sergeant and had a brief confrontation with him.

The Japanese sergeant had very poor patience. He was fed up with the threat of this ragged-clad and wounded Chinese soldier, and was the first to stab him with a bayonet.

The Japanese bayonets are focused on being steady, accurate and ruthless. The Japanese sergeant's bayonet was played well. Although the sudden attack was blocked by Yang Jie with the back of the gun, the kick that followed him kicked Yang Jie to the ground and then flew to rush forward.

Yang Jie was suppressed by the Japanese sergeant and his lack of strength gradually disappeared under the restraint of the enemy's nearly full body weight. His physical strength was not as strong as the Japanese army. In addition, he was injured, and he was definitely not the opponent of the Japanese army.

A violent gasp pounced on the face of the Japanese sergeant from Yang Jie's nose. The ugly face of the Japanese sergeant showed a ferocious sneer. This Chinese soldier was about to become his deceased soul under his knife.

But at this extremely urgent moment, Han Feng arrived impartially. He reacted very quickly. He quickly raised the butt stock in his hand and slammed hard on the head of the Japanese sergeant who was caught off guard...
Chapter completed!