Chapter 293 Blood in the storm!

"Forward! Forward!" The officers waved the command knife in their hands and began to run. They also saw the fierce battle situation on the left wing. At this time, there was no longer any hesitation. The soldiers also held the guns in their hands tightly, and began to run forward. Facing the troops with grenadiers, the best way is to advance, entangle with the enemy, or retreat quickly and stay away from those terrifying killers...

"After the shooting, take a step back twenty steps, hold the weapons in your hands tightly, check your bayonets, and prepare for battle." Liang Shuisheng also adjusted his tactics and issued orders loudly. In addition to the grenades still throwing grenades into the enemy's path from time to time to kill and disrupt the opponent's attack rhythm, all the soldiers who had finished shooting were quickly retreating, then pulled out the bayonets that were tied to their waists and pinned them to the barrel.

The strange and ferocious triangular shape of the snow-bright bayonet emits a strange light under the reflection of the lightning, just like the fangs of the prehistoric giant beast, eager to drink the blood of its prey...

The moment when the first Dutch officer who had gone through a lot of hardships leaped onto the sandbag position with a command knife, it immediately aroused the warm cheers of the Dutch soldiers who were still struggling to advance. However, in just a short moment, the brave Dutch officer even had the smile on his face before he could even unfold, he was swept across his legs with a sharp sword. A cold light reflected the lightning in the sky, looking so weird.

The excitement on the Dutch officer's face turned into fear and soon turned into pain. After losing his left calf, he threw away the command knife in his hand, hugged the calf that was constantly gushing with blood, and let out a terrifying wail like a dying beast.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp gunshot, a bullet penetrated into his neck, almost breaking his thick and strong neck, and the broken flesh and blood splashed around. The officer's head was folded back in a strange way. His cat-eyed pupils first shrank to the size of a needle eye, and then gradually expanded and spread. The expression on his face finally frozen in a hint of confusion and horror.

Liang Shuisheng looked at the Dutch officer who was lying under his knife and revolver coldly, and slowly retreated to the soldiers of the Special First Battalion, which had already formed a counter-charge formation.

"Soldiers, hold the guns in your hands, level your bayonets, and have two hours of assassination training every day, now you can treat it as your instinct.

In order to kill these white-skinned ghosts and for the reputation of our old Liang family, Wan Sheng! "Liang Shuisheng looked at the Dutch people who were gathering on his chest and walls, and let the rain hit his cheeks, on his helmets, and on his clothes, loudly announced a fact to the robes beside him.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!!!" Two thousand soldiers from the First Special Battalion leveled the bayonets. The rapid rain seemed to wash away the last trace of dust on the bayonets, allowing them to pierce the robes and skin very easily, and penetrate deep into their bloodlines and muscles.

"Forward, for the Netherlands!" Seeing his comrades falling, Marbury's eyes were red, and the short musket that had been fired in his hand had been discarded. The only weapon in his hand was the sharp command knife. As his command knife swung down, the Dutch soldiers roared, rushed to the wall of the sandbag, and charged towards the soldiers of the other 1st battalion.

Mei Acai stood not far beside Liang Shuisheng. The rain on his helmet slid down the helmet, but it could not block his sight. The bullets in the gun had been fired. Now his only weapon was the triangular bayonet stuck on the barrel. Holding the gun in his hand tightly, Mei Acai tilted his head toward Liang Pingshun, who was standing next to him. "Brother, remember later, we must not leave too far. The better we cooperate, the more we can kill more opponents."

"Well, don't worry, these Dutch white-skinned ghosts cannot be our opponents." Liang Pingshun nodded and spat hard with the spit with rain. "We are the second in the assassination team of the Special Battalion. If we kill less in a while, it would be strange if the sun's people were not a joke."

"That's right, this is the soldier of my old Liang family, no coward!" A powerful voice appeared beside them with a strong and burly figure.

"Young Master!" Liang Pingshun stared at the figure that appeared beside him, and only then started screaming after a moment.

Liang Pengfei laughed, showed his snow-white teeth, and slapped Liang Pingshun's helmet. "Don't talk nonsense, the enemy is coming. Brothers, we are pirates, we are pirates of the Liang family army. At the sea, whether it is storm or the opponent's ships and cannons, they all fell at our feet without exception. Now, we will stand on land and continue to prove that the pirates of the old Liang family will be invincible and will be defeated in any environment!" Liang Pengfei raised a gun equipped with a bayonet in his hand and roared loudly. "Now, prepare!"

All of his left and right, countless outrageously fierce guards rushed up. They held a sword in one hand and a revolver in the other. The blood-devouring eyes were scanning the enemy who was about to jump over the sand wall ahead with a passionate fighting passion.

Just as the Dutch soldiers had just jumped to the top of the sand wall, Liang Pengfei waved the sword in his hand fiercely: "Kill them!"

"Kill!" The soldiers of the Special Battalion of the two thousand Liang Family Army roared together as if they were in a sympathy, showed off their bayonets, took big steps, and ran into the enemy in the storm.

Liang Pengfeiping held the bayonet and rushed forward with small pieces. He didn't need to be on guard against the enemies on both sides, because Monk Chen and Scholar Bai would definitely settle the enemy who dared to attack him from the side.

Opposite, Dutch soldier Kafu had just jumped over the sand wall and jumped to the ground. Because of the heavy rain, he staggered under his feet. However, he quickly stood firm. When he had just adjusted the center of gravity of his body, leveled his spear and took two steps forward, he saw a powerful soldier rushing towards him. His dark eyes were flashing with a sharp light like lightning. His heavy steps splashed the rain and stormed around. The sharp tip of the knife seemed particularly dazzling under the lightning.

"For the Netherlands!" Kafu mustered up the courage, roared loudly, ran forward a few steps, and then stabbed hard towards the other party's chest. But at this moment, the other party's gun was slightly tilted, and happened to block the bayonet's sword, slashing his full strength into the empty space. Before Kafu even had time to close his footsteps, the other party's tilted bayonet suddenly sank down. Kafu felt that the junction of his chest and abdomen seemed to have a mosquito bite. Then, something was pulled away from his body, as if he had sucked his full strength together.

Kafu reluctantly lowered his head and widened his eyes, trying to see clearly what was going on in his body, but he only saw a fountain of blood, gushing outwards, mixed with the rain falling from the sky, becoming shallower and faded...

After Liang Pengfei pulled out the bayonet, he did not look at the lodging opponent again. He had already faced the next enemy. The revolver in his left and right, the hands of his guards finally began to show their power in the heavy rain. The sparks that appeared from time to time made one Dutchman fall into the mud soaked by the rain with incredible and astonishment expressions.

Monk Chen's face full of flesh was as cold as iron. His strange power like a wild beast made his subordinates not even have a single general. Every time he swung the sword with an exaggerated weight and shape, he would cut his opponent into four pieces, including the gun. The Dutch soldiers howled and pounced on him, but they all turned into fallen corpses. Several wounds were wiped out by bayonets on his body, but the blood stains were quickly melted by the rain.

Monk Chen didn't care about such scars at all. Instead, he was more like a wild brown bear who was inspired to be roaring wildly, waving his sword with both hands. The stirred knife made the rain bounce like a bullet, causing the skin on the person's body to hurt.

The fifth Dutch soldier who rushed forward was cut into two pieces from his waist and abdomen. The upper half flew out several steps. The unlucky Dutchman opened his mouth hard, stretched his arms, and bright red blood quickly poured out of his open mouth. His lower limb, which had just stood there, was now lying on the ground and twitching strangely, pedaling...

Some Dutch soldiers with poor psychological qualities even let go and fell on their weapons, with their expressions and eyes looking so frightened and timid.

On the other hand, there was no war knife in Monk Chen's hands. He held a revolver in each hand. The two revolvers were like the King of Hell's pursuit stickers in his hands. Every time he pulled the trigger, he would emit a strange red light slightly in this dim and noisy space. A Dutch soldier would collapse on the mud and watery ground in disbelief. The soaked military uniform on his body was soon mixed with mud and blood.

Roars, guns, bayonets, and screams and shouts in the moment, intersected under the thunder and lightning and rain in the sky, they formed a terrible Shura hell.

The fourth and fifth time, Liang Pengfei pulled out a bayonet from the enemy's chest and abdomen and ran forward, finally stopped his footsteps in front of the chest wall made of sand and soil. He wiped the blood from his face. There were no Dutch soldiers in front of him, behind the chest wall. Only the close-up view covered by heavy rain, there were deep pits blown out by grenades and the corpses of the Dutch people. Some injured people were still staggering in the mud and water.
Chapter completed!