"Hurry up! Hurry up!!!"
"Boom—!!!"
"Brothers! Hold the line!"
"Even if it means death, we must hold on—!!!"
Zhang Haishan took the lead, firing his submachine gun incessantly, bullets piercing the enemy's chest.
"Commander, be careful!"
Suddenly, Sun Xingping exclaimed and lunged forward, shoving Zhang Haishan away.
Boom—!!!
"ah--!!!"
A deafening explosion rang out across the sky as a shell fell, blasting Sun Xingping to pieces and splattering Zhang Haishan's face with blood.
"political commissar!!!"
"political commissar----!!"
Seeing this, the soldiers were filled with grief and rage, wishing they could tear those damned Han soldiers to pieces!
"Attack!!"
"Brothers—!!!"
"We can't let the Commander-in-Chief down!!!"
"We can't let ordinary people down!!!"
Zhang Haishan was in tears, his fists clenched, and he screamed with all his might.
Now that they have run out of ammunition, they are unable to engage in urban warfare with the enemy, or even take cover.
We have no choice but to confront them head-on!
"Sound the charge!"
Zhang Haishan shouted, and the one-armed bugler, holding a blood-soaked bugle, began to blow it with a mournful sound.
"Beep beep beep beep—!"
"Beep beep beep beep—!!"
"Beep beep beep beep—!!!"
The remaining two hundred or so soldiers, bayonets at the ready, shouted in unison, venting the hatred in their hearts.
In an instant, the bugle call to charge resounded through the sky!
"Charge—!!!"
"Defeat the enemy—!!!"
More than two hundred soldiers shouted and, amidst the heavy smell of blood, rushed forward without hesitation.
"Da da da—!!!"
"Bang bang bang—!!!"
"Pfft pfft pfft—!!!"
The two sides clashed and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat.
One enemy after another fell, and one comrade after another fell.
The soldiers roared, brandishing their bayonets, and charged savagely at the Hans soldiers.
In a short time, the Hans soldiers suffered a series of defeats.
"Charge!!"
"Charge!!!!!"
Helmut von Stein stood amidst the ruins, gritting his teeth as he stared at the distant enemy, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Charge—!!!"
At Helmut von Stein's command, the retreating Han soldiers charged forward once more.
"Bang bang bang—!!!"
"ah--!!!"
"Da da da da...!!!"
"Charge—!!!"
"Bang bang bang—!!!"
"Da da da—!!!"
"Pfft—!!!"
"Bang--!!!"
"Pfft—!!!"
A Han soldier's bayonet pierced Zhang Haishan's abdomen. With all his might, Zhang Haishan picked up the butt of his rifle and smashed it hard on the soldier's head.
The two started fighting.
"Bang--!!!"
"Pfft—!!!"
At this moment, three or four more Han soldiers rushed over, instantly pulled out their sabers from their boots, and slashed at Zhang Haishan.
The man had been gripping his neck tightly.
"Pfft pfft—!!!"
Several flashes of cold light appeared, and several wounds appeared on Zhang Haishan's body, with blood splattering out.
He struggled desperately, shouting, "You aimed at me..."
"Shen He, Shen He, you bastard, where are you...?"
Blood trickled from the corner of Zhang Haishan's mouth, his vision gradually blurred, and he felt his consciousness slowly fading away.
"Commander—!"
"Commander—!!"
"Commander—!!!"
The remaining thirty-odd soldiers nearby were filled with grief and indignation upon seeing this.
"Hahahaha!!! Hans people!! Die, all of you!!!"
"boom--!!!"
A soldier pulled the pin on a grenade, detonating it on all the Han soldiers around him.
"Kill! Avenge our commander!!!"
The last soldier, his eyes red, raised his submachine gun and swept it towards the group of Han soldiers.
"Da da da da—!!!"
The submachine gun spewed scorching flames as bullets pierced the enemy's chest, splattering blood everywhere.
"Bang--!"
A sniper bullet struck the soldier in the forehead; his eyes widened, and he fell straight down.
"Bang bang bang bang-!!!"
The nearby warriors were all slaughtered by the Hans soldiers.
At this moment, Helmut von Stein stood still, staring blankly at the battle in the distance.
He truly never imagined that there were such fierce and brave Vietnamese soldiers in the world!
Of course, what he didn't know was that he wasn't facing Vietnamese soldiers, but rather—Chinese soldiers!
"We're leaving here."
Helmut von Stein did not hesitate for long before ordering his troops to board landing craft in the harbor, attempting to escape.
However, they have already been targeted by the 1st and 7th Divisions.
The 7th Panzer Division broke through the blocking positions left by the Hans 121st Division, and tanks, braving enemy naval bombardment, rushed onto the dock.
On the other side, the 1st Guards Division also stormed into the city and fought against Hans's army.
Seeing many corpses and blood along the way, I felt deeply saddened.
Through his binoculars, Shen He saw the dock piled high with Han soldiers and hundreds of landing craft docked. He knew that the 4th Airborne Division was already...
"Commander, we need to think of something quickly! The 121st Division is about to escape!!!"
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