In such a crazy battle, the Japanese gradually fell into decline.

There was only one small team of Japanese chargers. Under the machine gun fire of Sichuan Army, there were only less than 30 Japanese who could rush to the position alive.

Although the Sichuan Army had only one platoon of troops, after discarding the Type 38 rifle, the Japanese did not have an advantage in close combat ability.

The Japanese were born short, and their average height during World War II was only about 1.5 meters. Many Japanese were not as tall as the Type 38 rifle when they stood together.

And it is precisely because of this that in ancient China, they were called Japanese pirates, and the original meaning of the word "Wa" was a short slut.

So after abandoning the weapons, the Japanese suffered a great loss in close combat. Except for using their momentum for three minutes at the beginning, they were almost beaten by the Sichuan Army.

However, when the Japanese officer saw that the Japanese who were rushing up did not have the advantage, he quickly ordered the Japanese in the second team to continue charging.

Twist! Twist!......

When the crazy Japanese charged, they actually shot at the fighting crowd with machine guns.

Many Japanese soldiers were still fighting against the Sichuan Army, but died at the hands of their own people.

But are the Japanese really crazy?

No, they are not crazy, they are just clearing obstacles.

Because you can imagine that when dozens of people fight on the narrow city wall, another group of Japanese devils want to pass through the chaotic battlefield, is this possible?

They will be blocked by the chaotic battlefield and dragged their actions.

So if they want to move forward, they can only do this.

Of course, if it were the Chinese army, it would definitely not have done this, after all, there are still people in the warring crowd.

But the Japanese were inhumane, and they had long been accustomed to this kind of thing. They even beat a small team of Japanese to death as prisoners of war when executing prisoners of war in the Nanjing tragedy.

This sounds like a joke, but it is real. The light was not very good when the prisoners were executed, so a small team of Japanese devils were killed by accident.

Twist! Twist!...

During the Japanese's strafing, the Japanese and Sichuan brothers fell one by one.

The fallen Japanese died with hatred because they did not die at the hands of the enemy, but were beaten to death by their own people.

They hate and curse, but they still cannot change the fate of life.

Seeing this, the Sichuan Army kicked away the entangled Japanese soldiers and jumped back to the cover to avoid them. The Japanese soldiers who had no time to dodge were all beaten to death by their own people.

"Strike! Strike!"

The Japanese officer was still roaring, and the second wave of Japanese roared like wild animals and rushed over.

The Sichuan Army brothers retrieved the gun that they had just lost and shot at the Japanese again.

The charger of the Japanese was knocked down in the rain of bullets.

But then, the Japanese machine gunner rushed out from behind the front row of Japanese soldiers who were screaming and pounced on them, and shot at the positions of the Sichuan Army brothers.

Twist! Twist!

The flames of sin spit out hot bullets. These bullets fell on the positions of the Sichuan brothers like raindrops.

Three brothers from Sichuan Army who could not dodge were shot and fell out.

Seeing this, the machine gunner kept pulling the trigger and firing.

However, after three bullets were sprayed out from the chamber to kill the Japanese machine gunner, they could no longer fire the bullets.

The bullets in the gun chamber were gone, and the ammunition player was killed in the hand-to-hand combat just now. The machine gunner kept searching through the corpse, but he could not find the loading magazine.

The Japanese took the opportunity to roar again and rushed up like a life-loss.

There were only five people left in a platoon of Sichuan Army, but they took the big sword full of blood from the body of their comrades and rushed towards the Japanese again.

The extremely fierce hand-to-hand combat began again.

This was an unfair battle, and five Sichuan troops actually fought fiercely with more than forty Japanese devils.

The big sword is like the moon, and the light is cold in the nine states. Every time the sword is slashed, the bright light of the sword is to capture people's hearts and minds.

A Japanese man was chopped down, and his whole head was cut in half with their helmets.

The Japanese behind were frightened and opened their mouths wide. Because the Japanese were very superstitious, they believed that their heads were the place for their souls, so their heads were gone, and their souls would have no home, and they would never return to their hometowns and become lonely ghosts.

So when they saw that the head of their colleagues in front was gone, they immediately felt a chill in their back erection.

But at the same time, the Sichuan Army brothers became more and more brave as they fought. They cut off a Japanese sword wheel and then rushed to the two stunned Japanese.

But when the Japanese saw the machete coming, they quickly blocked it with the gun in their hand.

With a tingling sound, the gun blocked the machete, but then the Japanese man's lower abdomen hurt and was kicked down by the Sichuan brothers.

The Japanese broke the ingot and quickly prepared to get up, but at this moment, the Sichuan Army brother arrived and swung his sword down...

"No, don't kill me."

The Japanese howl like a pig killing.

"It's too late!"

The Sichuan Army brothers shouted coldly, and then with a puff sound, the Japanese's head flew out of their necks.

Another Japanese was planning to attack from the left side of the Sichuan Army brothers, but at this moment, the Sichuan Army brothers looked at each other side. The cold eyes made the Japanese soldiers break their hearts and their bodies retreated two steps and hit the wall directly.

At this time, the Japanese devils' morale was gone, and all his Bushido was left behind.

When the Sichuan Army brothers laughed at this, they thought to themselves: You Japanese are afraid too? But now it's too late. When you come to China, you all have to stay here for me.

The Sichuan Army brothers were about to swing their swords to make the Japanese frightened, but they didn't expect that at this moment, the Japanese officer saw that the troops were in decline, so he roared loudly at the end of the team: "Attack! Drive the Chinese out of the East City Wall, otherwise they will all die!"

The roar of the Japanese officers once again made these Japanese soldiers understand that if they did not retake the East City Wall today, they would probably all die here.

So these Japanese devils let out a howl like wild beasts again and rushed towards the Sichuan Army brothers who were only three left.

Two of them were injured, one of them was penetrated by the Japanese bayonet, and the other one was stabbed in the abdomen.

Both of them were seriously injured, but the tenacious warrior would rather die than retreat, standing in a triangular formation with the sword-holding row.

At this time, the three of them were like gods of war on the battlefield. Although there were only three people, the shocked Japanese devils had not yet made any progress.

The two injured soldiers slowly removed the grenades on their waists. After opening the safety cover, the pull-up inside was exposed.

The two of them smiled bitterly and said, "Plane leader, I'm afraid we have to take a step first."

A row of long men moved slightly, but said firmly: "Brothers, you go first, I will arrive later. With you on the road to the underworld, we won't be lonely!"

"Okay! Huang Quan walked together. When we met the Japanese, we still had to kill them!"

"Yes! We also want to kill the Japanese on the road to the underworld! Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!