Now the Eighth Route Army soldiers are around, and the sniper is not easy to start. Shen Long cleaned up the surrounding enemies and began to observe the remaining waves of battles.

Shen Long can clearly see that although the height of the Japanese soldiers is generally short, almost every soldier is stout and solid. With a well -trained explosive power.

In contrast, the Eighth Route Army's battle soil showed a thin body, and there were malnutrition dishes on the face. The disparity of economic strength of the two countries was reflected in the quality of single soldiers, which made Shen Long feel distressed.

However, Shen Long also found that the soldiers of the independent regiment are indeed different from other troops. They have a common temperament on them, that is, fierce and decisive, there is a kind of dare to desperate with the enemy. Blocking and so on in order to protect themselves, the tricks are all to do with the opponent.

In the battle, soldiers continued to fall, and even Zhao Gang now gave up the command and joined the battle team. Now there is no need to have no way to command. Zhao Gang held the shell gun and continued to shoot. Quasible, there are constant little devils falling under his gun.

But when Zhao Gang intends to aimonize the opponent of Zhang Dabiao's opponent, he was stopped by Li Yunlong. "Old Zhao, don't shoot. We are playing with cold weapons today. Speaking of rules. ""

Zhao Gang glared at him and didn't speak. Now there is only this little devil left on the battlefield. Let him play, and take someone to start the wounded and clean the battlefield.

Shen Long also stepped forward with the health officer, but occasionally glanced at Zhang Dabiao and Lieutenant Lieutenant who fought against him. Rotten, blood soaked the military uniforms.

Zhang Dabiao's left threatening and arms were opened by a few bayonets, but the Lieutenant of the Japanese army did not take advantage of it. His shoulders and arms were bleeding, especially on his face. Plus, even the nose is open.

Li Yunlong was relieved to Zhang Dabiao. He watched his hands while watching the ghost knife, and Shen Long reminded, "The two companies, this little devil is empty, you attacked him."

Shen Long's kung fu is well known throughout the independent group. Zhang Dabiao heard that it was true at a glance. He immediately flew away from the bayonet of the little devil. The loss of foreign language, I did not expect Zhang Dabiao to have this hand. He was cut off his ankle and fell to the ground. Zhang Dabiao made up for his life.

After the fierce battle, the excitement in Li Yunlong's heart gradually dissipated. He watched the Eighth Route Army soldiers who fell around the ground, and those injured soldiers became dignified. There must be a lot of sacrifice? According to the experience of the past, Li Yunlong feels that his independent group will also have more than 300 people.

"Lao Zhao!" Li Yunlong grabbed Zhao Gang who passed by him, his mouth stunned twice, and he forced it to ask sadly, "This time, our injuries are not big?"

"We are not fully prepared this time. The reserve team did not catch up in time. The loss was indeed heavy. I just roughly statistics. About 112 soldiers were sacrificed, and more than 200 were injured.

The method is returned to the team! "This means that dozens of soldiers will lose their disability or even lose their lives.

"If it wasn't for Xiaoshen to make soil penicillin, our sacrifice may be more!" Zhao Gang's eye circles were a bit reddish, although he had experienced many wars, but he saw those sacrificed soldiers after each war.

I feel sad, these are young people in the middle grade.

They should have been studying in the school, and they should be busy in the factory. After a day of busy, they should return home, eat a might be shabby but warm dinner, and then sit with their families in the stove.

But now, they have to go to the battlefield, and then sacrifice here.

"What? Only a hundred sacrifices?" Li Yunlong was stunned by this data. He originally estimated that the casualties would definitely exceed 300. Even if they entered the white blade in the past, the exchange ratio of the little devil and the Eighth Route Army was almost almost

One to one.

"Well! You still think there are less than a hundred!" Zhao Gang this time is really hot!

"No! No! Lao Zhao, I didn't mean that!" Li Yunlong also realized that he had said something wrong, "I originally thought that the sacrifice would definitely be greater."

"If you attack according to your plan, there will be more than 300! If it wasn't for Xiaoshen to find out the number of enemies in advance, we were ready;

The gunman killed the machine gunman, the magazine hand and the officer of the little devil's machine, we don't know how many people to fill in! "Zhao Gang now thinks that he feels afraid.

If it is true according to Li Yunlong, the big guy is lying on the ground and waiting for the little devil over, then the sacrifice will go big.

"Lao Li, dare to light up the sword is a good thing, but before the bright sword, we have to ponder clearly and try to formulate the actual tactical plan, so that even if the soldiers sacrificed, it was worth the sacrifice!" Zhao Gang remembered a word and didn't know if he didn't know.

From the perspective of it, the only difference between the famous general and Yong is that the famous general will make his men die more valuable.

In the past, he still didn't understand some of them, but when he saw this today, he suddenly realized that since it was a war, sacrifice was inevitable. As a commander, the biggest responsibility was to make them sacrifice more valuable so that they could get it so that they could get it.

The last victory of the war.

It was service, 112 people were killed in the independent regiment, and 371 were killed in the Japanese army.

The Japanese Army's First Army Commander, the head of the army, was playing with the news when he got the news. He was first shocked to speak, and then angrily pulled out the military knife to cut the Go game into fragments.

The Eighth Route Army like Huazi dare to attack the first -class Kanto Army for the first time. He vowed to cut off Li Yunlong's head with a saber one day.

The Eighth Route Army Headquarters was awarded, and the commander of the second theater of the Fruit Army Yan Xishan, in addition to the Lingjia prize, also appreciated the Li Yunlong regiment.
Chapter completed!