I am a wolf warrior

Li Yunlong stretched out his foot and kicked Wang Ye, tremblingly said: "Little Xiao Wang, the devil is here."

When Wang Ye heard the words, he turned over and sat up, and set up the sniper rifle he was holding in his arms. Even the rifle might be frozen in such a cold day, so Wang Ye kept covering it in his arms.

Through the quadruple scope on the sniper rifle,

Wang Ye quickly found the lookout post on the high mountain ahead.

Wang Xikui is in charge of looking out, and the club is constantly signing in this direction.

Li Yunlong also saw it through the binoculars, and his heart trembled, the devil is really here!

While reading Wang Xikui's tactical sign language, Wang Ye translated: "There are 36 trucks, 20 of which are open troop trucks. There are about 3 squadrons of the Japanese army on board, with about 500 people!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang sank at the same time, which is a bit much.

Wang Ye went on to say: "The other 16 trucks have canvas canopies. Judging from the weight of the tires, they should be loaded with luggage. There are also 6 Type [-] military side tricycles."

Just as he was speaking, there was a faint singing sound coming from the front.

"Under the morning glow, let's look into the distance,"

"The ups and downs are so many mountains and rivers,"

"Our elite army is mighty,"

"All the common people in the allies are well-being,"

"Full of glory!"

"Kwantung Army."

Hearing the singing, Zhao Gang's expression changed drastically.

Wang Ye's face also sank slightly, it was indeed the Kwantung Army who came!

Although the timeline has changed beyond recognition, the hand-to-hand battle in Yelangyu still cannot be avoided.

"Kwantung Army!" Zhao Gang's face changed drastically, "Lao Li, I suggest canceling this ambush immediately. The Kwantung Army is the real devil's elite, and our strength is not superior, so it will be a disadvantage!"

"Elite?" Li Yunlong's eyes narrowed, "I'm fighting the elite!"

After a pause, Li Yunlong yelled again: "Give me an order, all bayonets, ready to fight!"

Li Yunlong's order was conveyed quickly, and Zhao Gang didn't say anything more, but silently unbuttoned his clothes, and put the rifle in his arms, the cold barrel of the gun made him shiver violently.

……

Chu Yunfei, Liang Gang and the others were few, and the ambush location was higher and farther away.

So from Chu Yunfei's side, they could already see the devil convoy driving along the road, and at the same time, the military song of the Kwantung Army had already spread to their ears.

Looking at the endless convoys on the highway, and listening to the Kwantung Army song,

Chu Yunfei and Liang Gang changed their faces at the same time, the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment had encountered a hard problem this time.

Liang Gang said: "Brother Yunfei, the Kwantung Army is here, and there are at least three squadrons in it. I'm afraid the Eighth Route Army's ambush will be impossible."

"I don't think so."

Chu Yunfei said: "The independent group will not give up easily."

"What did you say?" Liang Gang changed his expression, "Just because they have less than a thousand people and hundreds of broken guns, they dare to attack the elite Kwantung Army of three squadrons?"

Chu Yunfei said: "Brother Tie Feng, if you have dealt with Li Yunlong before, you will know that there is nothing he dare not do, not to mention the Kwantung Army with three squadrons, but three strides, three He dares to open up his stance to fight against the devils in an alliance, and in the end, he can take advantage of it in all likelihood and not suffer a loss."

"Really?" Liang Gang said, "Then I really have to wait and see."

"Just watch." Chu Yunfei said, "I promise you won't be disappointed."

……

The devil's convoy has already appeared in the sight of Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang.

I saw that there were three sidecars at the beginning, and a 3-type light machine gun was mounted on the side bucket of the first sidethree-wheeler. Every few hundred meters forward, it would face the hills and ditches on both sides of the road. Fire without purpose.

Behind the three side three-wheeled motorcycles, there is a trail of trucks with no tail in sight.

On the cab of the leading truck was also a Type [-] light machine gun.

The carriage was full of little devils, all of whom were wearing yellow tweed fur coats and fur caps instead of cloth caps with fart curtains.

Li Yunlong was immediately happy when he saw it, and said with a low smile: "Haha, God is still good to our old Li. Knowing that the soldiers of our independent regiment don't have winter clothes, he asked the Kwantung Army to send us more than 500 sets of duffel fur coats." , Now it’s all right, brothers don’t have to suffer from the cold this winter.”

Zhao Gang said angrily: "This is so right, it seems that the Kwantung Army was specially sent here for adoption."

Li Yunlong said: "That's right, in the eyes of our old Li, this group of Kwantung Army is specially here to give them away."

While speaking, the devil convoy had completely entered the ambush circle, Li Yunlong immediately turned to Wang Ye and said, "Xiao Wang, let's start!"

Wang Ye pressed down on the detonator forcefully.

There was only a loud bang, and the leading truck was blown to pieces in an instant.

In the tumbling flames and gunpowder smoke, fragments of the truck and the corpse of the devil fell from the sky one after another, followed by a rain of flesh and blood.

Chapter 281 Hand-to-hand combat

The terrain of Yelangyu is really suitable for ambushes.

The undulating loess bag next to the road, under the multiple effects of weathering measured in ten thousand years and the erosion of rainwater, countless small soil ditches have been washed out on the loess bag.

These small ditches are not deep, just right for hiding people.

The soldiers of the independent regiment only need to lie down in the small ditch,

The devil scouts passing by on the road couldn't see it at all.

If some dead grass is covered on the soldiers, it will be difficult to find it even if you get close, unless you remove the dead grass, you can see the Eighth Route Army soldiers who have been blue and blue from the cold and trembling all over.

Accompanied by a huge explosion, the trumpeter "Little Trumpet" of the Independent Regiment jumped up first, holding the bugle and puffing his cheeks, and vigorously blew the charge horn: beep beep beep beep!

……

On the hills in the distance.

Liang Gang was immediately confused.

It's outrageous, how can you charge as soon as you come up?

Will the Eighth Route Army fight?Isn't this bullshit?

Thinking this way in his heart, Liang Gang said: "The commander of the Eighth Route Army is a stupefied young man, isn't he? Such a good terrain, without using machine gun fire to kill a wave of enemies first? How could he charge as soon as he came up? Did you fight?"

Chu Yunfei already had a certain understanding of the Eighth Route Army, so he sighed: "Brother Tie Feng doesn't know something. The Eighth Route Army is poorly equipped, and ammunition is even more scarce. Even if it is an ambush, firing three or five shots will be enough."

While the two were talking, they saw that the withered grass beside the road had been lifted piece by piece.

Immediately after, protruding from under the withered grass, were rows of sharp bayonets.

It may be because their bodies were frozen. At the beginning, the movements of these Eighth Route Army soldiers were still a little stiff. Some soldiers could only charge with straight legs, and some even fell down and rolled down the hillside.

But after only a few steps, the Eighth Route Army soldiers recovered quickly.

Almost at the same time, the light machine gun left on the hillside also opened fire violently, pouring a dense rain of bullets onto the devil's troop transport truck, and the devil on the truck was instantly beaten to the point of blood.

But the Kwantung Army was indeed well-trained, and the sudden blow did not stun them. They quickly calmed down and responded quickly.

Seeing the Eighth Route Army rushing down the hillside with bayonets in hand, the soldiers of the Kwantung Army on the truck became excited. They immediately jumped out of the truck screaming, and then opened the bolt of the gun in strict accordance with the regulations of the infantry drills to eject the bullets. Come out, just this moment of delay, the fastest Eighth Route Army soldier has already rushed forward.

In a flash of cold light, dozens of Kwantung soldiers had been stabbed to death.

In the blink of an eye, the Kwantung Army in khaki dungaree overcoats collided violently with the Eighth Route Army soldiers in gray-blue ragged cotton coats.

Seeing this scene,

Although it is still cold,

But the blood in Liang Gang and Chu Yunfei's veins suddenly boiled.

Liang Gang also finally had a preliminary impression of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. In any case, the troops who dared to meet the Kwantung Army's bayonet were worthy of respect.

……

"Follow up!"

Lu Changsheng snorted, and strode forward.

Gu Zidi followed closely behind Lu Changsheng with another recruit, Liao thirteenth-style infantrymen holding bayonets, with cold sweat dripping from their palms.

Although more than a month before, these recruits had undergone strict assassination training.

Although in daily training, these recruits have been able to compete with veterans.

Although they had already killed people and seen blood in the previous battles against landlord armed forces, gangsters, and bandits.

But it was the first time to fight a devil, and the first time to fight a devil was to fight with a bayonet. This was a huge test for a recruit like Gu Zidi.

But fortunately, Wang Ye, who was an assassination training instructor for recruits from the independent regiment, arranged tactics for them.

This tactic is very simple, but effective, that is, a veteran leads two recruits to form an assassination team. The veteran will act as the arrow in the front, and the recruit will be in charge of support.

One veteran, two recruits, and three soldiers stood in a zigzag shape.

In this way, mutual protection is formed. New recruits like Gu Zidi don't have to face the devil's bayonet as soon as they come up, and veterans like Lu Changsheng don't have to worry about their own flanks.

Although this tactic is simple, it is practical and greatly protects the recruits of the independent regiment.

Otherwise, just a face-to-face meeting would have killed more than half of recruits like Gu Zidi.

Because the cruel battlefield and fierce devils will not give them the time and opportunity to adapt.

Gu Zidi was in a daze, just mechanically holding the Liao Shisan rifle with a bayonet attached, and mechanically followed Lu Changsheng's right rear, because he was too nervous, even his knee joints were stiff.

I nearly fell down several times, but managed to stabilize in the end.

One after another, the devils swooped forward with gleaming bayonets, and were picked over one by one by Lu Changsheng.

Two more devils howled and rushed over, one of them had a beast-like fierce gaze in his small eyes, and locked Gu Zidi, and Gu Zidi fell into an ice cave instantly.

Gu Zidi's momentum has been overwhelmed by the devil.

He wanted to shout and asked Lu Changsheng for help, but he couldn't.

He wanted to raise his bayonet to fight back, but found that his hands were filled with lead, and he couldn't raise them at all.

Gu Zidi found out in despair that he could do nothing except watch the devil's bayonet stabbing towards him, and Gu Zidi didn't even have time to be afraid.

Because even his consciousness froze.

At this juncture of life and death,

A bayonet stretched out from the slanted stab, and with just a simple thrust, it accurately pierced the devil's throat, and the devil immediately fell down in a pool of blood clutching his throat.

Gu Zidi narrowly escaped death, only to find that his vest was soaked in cold sweat.

It was also at this moment that Gu Zidi felt scared. He was almost stabbed to death by the devil just now.

Three more devils rushed towards him howling, two of them attracted Lu Changsheng's attention from the front, and the third devil went around to the left in an attempt to sneak attack.

The two devils who attacked head-on were quickly stabbed to death by Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng didn't have extra tricks at all, he blocked first, then stabbed!With crushing power, no devil can resist his thrust!

But the two devils who attacked directly did not die in vain.

They still won a chance for the devils on the left to attack Lu Changsheng.

The third devil lowered his body, almost touching the ground, and stabbed Lu Changsheng's lower abdomen with a bayonet.

At this time, Gu Zidi was behind Lu Changsheng on the left side, and the devil was almost standing in front of him, and he could knock the devil to the ground with just one thrust.

But Gu Zidi forgot that he had a bayonet in his hand.

Gu Zidi shouted instinctively: "Brother Lu, devil!"

It may be that Gu Zidi's shouting worked, or it may be that Lu Changsheng has seen it out of the corner of his eye. At this juncture, the rifle in Lu Changsheng's hand suddenly retracted, and the jujube wooden butt just hit the devil's bayonet. , The devil's bayonet was smashed off and slid against Lu Changsheng's crotch.

There was a squeak, and Lu Changsheng's cotton trousers were torn.

On the flying cotton wool, there was faintly stained with a trace of blood.

The figure who was like a god of war finally died, but the injury was not serious.

But Lu Changsheng was irritated, and while pouring his anger on the devil's head, he roared loudly at Gu Zidi behind him without looking back: "Gu Zidi, are you a shadow puppet singer?"

"Do you only use your voice to yell? Can a voice yell kill devils?"