After hearing the commander's reprimand, the remaining nearly a hundred soldiers entered the position one after another.

As soon as we entered the position, the whistling sound of grenades was heard in the sky!

Whoosh!

Rows of grenades flying from the grenade barrels hit the trench directly.

As balls of bright red fire exploded, there were only more than 40 soldiers of the Guangxi Army's Independent Regiment left.

A feeling that the battle was almost over before it even started came to Wei Shengli's heart.

He raised the Dezao 20 and swept it towards the Japs in front of the position. The battalion commander shouted anxiously: "Tuanzuo! We can't hold it any longer!"

Crossing the 20-ring Dezao in his hand and sweeping away three or five Japanese, Wei Shengli shouted: "How many people are left in our independent group?"

The first battalion commander shouted: "There is less than one platoon left! If we continue the fight, our independent regiment will probably be wiped out!"

Lifting his wrist and looking at his watch, Wei Shengli shouted: "There is still one hour before the interception order issued by the military headquarters. Even if only the last person is left, we will fight until the last moment!"

Dodging the rain of Japanese bullets, a battalion commander shouted: "Tuanzuo! We can't fight any longer! If we fight any longer, none of us will be able to evacuate!"

Throwing out a smoking wooden handle grenade, Wei Shengli shouted: "We can't withdraw no matter what! I have to give Liu Junzuo an explanation, First Battalion Commander, if you are afraid of death, I can let you

Leave now!"

With one stroke of the shuttle, he knocked over a Japanese sergeant, and the battalion commander shouted: "Tuanzuo! You look down on me too much, okay! I will fight with you to the end today, Tuanzuo!"

Glancing at the first battalion commander, Wei Shengli shouted: "You are quite capable! We must have killed enough today!"

While they were talking, some of the little Japs with gas masks had already rushed into the first trench.

The soldiers in the trenches were knocked to the ground one after another because they did not have gas masks and were exhausted.

One shot knocked down a Japanese soldier who rushed into the trench, and the battalion commander shouted: "Commander! Put on the gas protection quickly!"

After peeling off the Japanese gas mask and putting it on his head, Wei Shengli shouted: "Damn it, this poisonous gas makes me uncomfortable!"

The next moment, two sharp bayonets poked out from behind Wei Shengli.

After kicking Wei Shengli away, a battalion commander shouted: "Seat down, you little devil!"

When Wei Shengli turned around again, the battalion commander and the battalion commander had collapsed on the ground.

The two Japanese soldiers stabbed the first battalion commander with ferocious expressions, then drew their bayonets and charged towards Wei Shengli again.

With anger written in capital letters on his face, Wei Shengli cried out sadly: "First Battalion Commander! You bastard little devils, I'm going to kill you!"

The next moment, a hail of bullets from a German-made 20-shot pistol was poured at the two Japanese soldiers.

The two Japanese soldiers were beaten into sieves and lay limp on the ground.

Reloading a 20-round magazine, Wei Shengli fired at the Japs holding bayonets.

Bang bang bang!

The anger all over his body turned into bullets and shot towards the Japanese soldiers.

In an instant, Wei Shengli killed at least seven or eight Japs.

At this time, seven or eight soldiers were fighting and approaching Wei Shengli.

He raised his Czech light machine gun and fired wildly. A veteran shouted: "The regiment! We can't hold it anymore! Hurry up and withdraw!"

Throwing a wooden handle grenade out again, Wei Shengli shouted: "Damn it, are you the only ones left?"

Quickly changing a magazine, the veteran shouted urgently: "The entire independent regiment can't fight enough for one squad!"

Gritting his teeth, Wei Shengli shouted at the top of his voice: "Listen to my order to drop the bomb! Withdraw!"

Seven or eight wooden-handled grenades flew towards the Japanese.

Rumble, rumble!

Amidst the explosions of grenades and the screams of the Japanese, the remnants of the independent regiment, led by Wei Shengli, retreated towards Mingguang!

…

Wanjia Village has high mountains and steep slopes, dense jungles, and the chirping of insects and birds.

The Japs of the 16th Regiment are marching in the dense forest.

A sentry shouted: "Batalion Commander, Japs, so many Japs!"

After glaring at the sentry, Ryoma shouted in a low voice: "Why are you panicking? Just watch here, I'll report to the group!"

The sentry responded in a low voice: "Yes!"

Ryoma quickly rushed to the Ghost Team's station.

At this time, the direction of Zhang Baling was under fierce Japanese attack, and Liang Shanhao was thinking about whether to attack to help the friendly forces.

However, this small number of troops is not suitable for a frontal battle.

While he was thinking about it, the shouts of Longma suddenly came from behind Liang Shanhao.

Longma shouted repeatedly: "Tuanzuo, a large number of Japanese have been spotted in the southeast, and they seem to be flanking Zhang Baling!"

With his eyes widened, Liang Shanhao shouted: "What? The little devil actually came to my door!"

Long Ma shouted: "This group of Japs seems to be reinforcing the Japs in the direction of Zhang Baling. It seems that Zhang Baling's friendly forces are in danger!"

With a slight shake of his head, Liang Shanhao shouted in a deep voice: "Even without this group of Japanese reinforcements, Zhang Baling would not be able to survive today! There were more than a dozen Japanese planes flying over Wanjia Village just now. Zhang Baling's friendly forces will definitely not be able to withstand it!"

Shocked, Ryoma yelled: "Tuanzao! In that case, should we fight this group of Japanese who are passing by?"

With a cold smile, Liang Shanhao's voice contained a hint of murderous intent: "Fight! Why not fight? We have to kill the fat meat that comes to our door no matter what. I, Liang Shanhao, give face to the little devil!"

After a pause, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Give me the order! Each unit will immediately start a sparrow war against the Japanese!"

Hearing this, Ryoma asked: "Sparrow war?"

Smiling slightly, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Remember not to get entangled with the kid! In groups of three, if you shoot and change places, you won't be able to let the kid pass through Wanjia Village safely."

Ryoma responded: "Tuanzuo, I understand! Let's arrange the troops now!"

Watching the dragon and horse go away, Liang Shanhao shouted in a deep voice: "Yi Ming, Daniel!"

Yang Yiming and Wang Daniu took a big step towards Liang Shanhao and responded in unison: "Yes!"

Pulling the bolt of the Ying 77 rifle suddenly, Liang Shanhao shouted: "You two join me and play hunting games with me!"

The two looked at each other and then responded in unison: "Yes!"

In the dense forest, Captain Takeda urged the soldiers and shouted: "Quick! Speed ​​up the march. We must reach Zhangbaling before noon!"

As they hurried over, a squadron leader called out: "Your Excellency, the commander of the unit, Chuanyunling is 50 meters ahead. The terrain is dangerous! Do you want to slow down the marching speed?"

Shaking his head slightly, Captain Takeda shouted: "No! Keep the current marching speed, don't worry! It's so remote here, there will never be a large-scale Chinese armed force!"

The squadron leader nodded heavily, then turned and left.

But not long after, sporadic gunfire came from the front.

Snapped!

Bang!

Da da!

Te Te Te Te!
Chapter completed!