"Yes!" Sun Zhi roared angrily, and returned to the front position with a sad and angry face to command the killing of the enemy.

Due to the enemy from both sides, the guard battalion was forced to be divided into two parts, and Rao Guohua personally led a company to protect the back.

The Japanese offensive was very fierce, and the Sichuan Army's weapons were very simple. The guard battalion had only three imitation Czech light machine guns, two of which were placed on the front and the remaining one was placed behind.

But not long after the war started, the only imitation of Czech light machine gun behind was destroyed by the Japanese grenade launcher.

Without the suppression of machine gun fire, the Japanese infantry quickly approached within fifty meters. After throwing out a row of grenades, more than fifty Japanese rush into the rear formation of the guard battalion in a bunch of grenades.

When Rao Guohua saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately threw the photobullet Bronning pistol, then pulled out the machete inserted on the ground with his backhand, then raised the knife and roared: "Brothers, fight with the Japanese Japanese!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rao Guohua waved his curled machete and rushed towards the leading Japanese lieutenant.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the guard battalion guarding the back formation immediately rushed out of the fortifications with a scream.

Rao Guohua took the lead, and he walked up to the Japanese lieutenant and slashed it with a knife.

The Japanese lieutenant smiled grimly, raised a knife, and heard a bang, and the machete and the saber fought hard in the air. Rao Guohua's machete blade immediately lacked another piece, but the saber in the hand of the Japanese lieutenant was unscathed, but the quality of the saber was obviously better than the Japanese!

The second lieutenant of the Japanese flipped his wrist and cut it down obliquely.

It was obviously too late for Rao Guohua to put away the knife at this time, so he had to give up the knife at the moment.

"Bang!" The machete fell to the ground, Rao Guohua was already empty-handed, and the expression on the Japanese lieutenant's face became more and more ferocious!

"Xinai, Chinese pig!" The second lieutenant of the Japanese smiled proudly and stabbed Rao Guohua's heart.

However, people are often careless when they are too proud, and the Japanese lieutenant is no exception. Although this straight stab is very fast and powerful, there is no room for them to leave.

Rao Guohua suddenly turned sideways, and the sharp saber pierced through his left armpit with a slight sound. Although the cut of the flesh brought him a piercing pain, it was not fatal!

On the contrary, after the Japanese lieutenant stabbed the air, he staggered and almost hit Rao Guohua!

Rao Guohua was waiting for this opportunity. With a sudden blow, the two of them collided heavily.

The Japanese lieutenant only heard a buzzing sound, and then his eyes were filled with stars, and the whole world began to spin violently.

Rao Guohua was not affected much. Taking advantage of the brief moment when the Japanese lieutenant was dizzy, he exerted force with both hands, snatched the saber from the Japanese lieutenant's hand, and then stabbed the opponent's heart with a backhand!

However, the next moment, Rao Guohua felt a numbness on his left waist!

I looked down quickly and saw a blood-dropped bayonet tip in front of my left abdomen!

Without looking back, Rao Guohua knew that he had been attacked. A Japanese soldier pierced his back with a bayonet and suddenly suffered a severe injury. His entire left half of his body instantly lost consciousness!

However, Rao Guohua still draws his sword, turns around, turns around, and then stabs the sharp bayonet into the chest of the Japanese who is sneaking into the sneak attacker behind him.

The Japanese soldier let out a scream and fell into a pool of blood.

But almost at the same time, another Japanese soldier stabbed him with his sword.

Rao Guohua wanted to hide, but half of his numb body was no longer in control and could not dodge.

"Puff!" A sharp 38th Army spear penetrated Rao Guohua's chest in an instant, penetrated his back.

After being hit hard, Rao Guohua instinctively opened his mouth and screamed loudly. The red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth like a fountain.

The next moment, Rao Guohua suddenly grabbed the barrel of the Japanese rifle with his right hand and tried his best.

"Puchi!" The Type 38 bayonet on the Japanese rifle was inserted into Rao Guohua's chest.

Then, taking advantage of the brief moment when the Japanese soldier was stunned, Rao Guohua quickly untied a grenade on the other party's waist, knocked heavily on the other party's helmet, and then reached out to hug the other party.

"Baga!" The Japanese soldier was startled and struggled instinctively.

Unfortunately, his body was already tightly held by Rao Guohua and could not be broken.

A few seconds later, the grenade exploded with a bang, and hundreds of fragments were sputtered violently with violent shock waves, instantly smashing the Japanese's body to pieces!

Although Rao Guohua was only affected by a few fragments, he was also stunned by the shock wave.

I don’t know how long it took to be in a coma, Rao Guohua woke up again. He opened his eyes and saw Sun Zhi’s face full of smoke at first sight.

"Master, are you awake?" Seeing Rao Guohua awakening, Sun Zhi burst into tears.

"Cry, hammer." Rao Guohua opened his mouth and cursed, but accidentally affected his injuries, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Master, you are seriously injured, so don't talk to you." Sun Zhi quickly dissuaded, "I'll go to the sanitary officer to come and cover you with the wound."

"No, no need to bandage." Rao Guohua waved his hand and whispered, "I can't do it anymore."

When Sun Zhi was about to speak, he asked Rao Guohua to interrupt. Rao Guohua grabbed Sun Zhi's collar with his right hand and said word by word: "Battleman Commander Sun, listen well. Even if the last soldier and his soldiers were killed in battle, they must still defend the Jiepai position to the death. Don't embarrass the 145th Division, and don't embarrass the Sichuan people! I can't hear it!"

"Master, I remember it!" Sun Zhi nodded vigorously.

"Yes, that's right. Don't imitate Liu Ruzhai's turtle son..." Speaking of this, Rao Guohua's voice became lighter and finally tilted his head and swallowed his last breath.

"Master!" Seeing this, Sun Zhi immediately knelt on his legs and cried loudly.

At this time, a veteran of Sichuan Army shouted: "Battle, the Japanese are coming to Liao again!"

Sun Zhi turned around and saw at least two squadrons of Japanese soldiers pulling out four or five hundred meters of scattered soldiers and pounced again with a bright bayonet.

"Son of the tortoise!" Sun Zhi took off the hat on his head, slapped it hard on the ground, then picked up the old sleeve placed at his feet, and howled to the sky, "Brothers, avenge your master, fight against the Japanese devils!"

Accompanied by the long howl of hoarseness, Sun Zhi held the old sleeve with a bayonet and resolutely launched a charge towards hundreds of Japanese devils!

"Fight, fight! Avenge your teacher!"

"Fight, fight! Avenge all the brothers who died in battle!"

"Fight, fight! Sichuan people rise up, and return home!"
Chapter completed!