Withdraw! Those who evacuate without authorization will be subject to military law!

It was he who pushed those brothers to a dead end, but... some battles are meaningless anymore, so we have to fight them without retreating. No troops can withdraw. Once they withdraw, the morale of the troops will be messed up!

The army can be without cannons and machine guns, but it cannot be without military morale. As long as the military morale is there, the army will still have the strength to fight. But if the military morale is dissipated, the army will be disbanded without the Japanese to fight., qВ5.//

Tears finally flowed down uncontrollably. Wu Peifu's hands on the horse were trembling slightly, and his heart was bleeding. The dead were all the brothers he brought from Hunan!

"Soldiers can die in national war..."

A roar suddenly burst out in his throat. At this time, Wu Peifu seemed to want to use this roar to express the pain in his heart, and also seemed to give himself more courage. He knew better than anyone that in the next few days,

During this process, he will have to throw his entire company, battalion, or even regiment and entire brigade of officers and soldiers into the battlefield where they will die.

Although he was heartbroken, his duty as a soldier forced him to persevere. Only by persevering could he possibly defeat the foreign armies that invaded the country.

"It is truly a blessing to be a soldier! A blessing in life!"

After the roar fell, the tears finally stopped. Wu Peifu once again pulled the horse to stiffness, turned around and rode back to the dirt road, which was not very spacious. He saw that the officers and soldiers were looking at him. Most of them were

With firm eyes, no one said any more words. Many times, many things are not expressed in words.

"map!"

Taking the map from the hands of the chief of staff, he looked at the locations just added with a pencil on the map, pondered for a moment, turned his eyes to Zhou Shaobai, and looked at him seriously.

"Order!"

At this time, Wu Peifu's eyes were fixed on Zhou Shaobai. When he noticed that the clan leader was looking at him, Zhou Shaobai hurriedly puffed up his chest.

"Do you see this?"

Wu Peifu pointed his finger at a small river on the map, which was only 6 meters wide according to the standard on the map. Pointing at the small river on the map, he stared at Zhou Shaobai.

"If you are asked to defend the other side and the Japanese attack with all their strength, how long can you hold off?"

Looking at the map, Zhou Shaobai pondered for a moment, and then answered firmly.

"If the Japanese army attacks with all its strength, then..."

Raising his head and meeting the brigade commander's gaze, Zhou Shaobai smiled, his smile looking extremely bright.

"As long as the brigade commander sends me there, don't dare to say big things. Three days or five days is always no problem. In short, in a word, if you cross the river alive, if you win, you will return in triumph; if you fail, your soul will transform on the other side!"

The smile was still very bright, but at this time, his baby face did not have the usual melancholy look, let alone his usual "fearless" demeanor. This officer was gentle to his subordinates but harsh to his superiors.

, at this time, only a smile remained on his face.

"Yifu..."

His words made Wu Peifu have an unprecedented fondness for this young officer who always liked to contradict him. He may be harsh towards his superiors, but what he said was like a nail in the wall and would never come out again. He said he would stick to it

, he will definitely defend to the death, and will never put forward any conditions during this period. He will defend if there are reinforcements, and he will still defend if there are no reinforcements.

"Brigadier Commander, I, Zhou Shaobai, have no other skills. When I am thinking, no one dares to disturb me. When fighting, as long as I look for it, eight horses can't pull me back! Don't worry, he has Ma Weijun and the Fifth Battalion.

Brother No. 500 did not disgrace the Hunan people. I, Zhou Shaobai, and my brothers from the 11th Regiment will never discredit us Chinese!"

Nodding, Wu Peifu looked at Zhou Shaobai very seriously.

"Please!"

After that, he looked towards the chief of staff again.

"Let's see if we can think of a way to get the skeletons of the brothers from the Fifth Battalion and Longshan back. No matter what... we can't let them die in the wilderness!"

On the coast, on the beach that was reflected red by the setting sun, stumps and broken arms were scattered around the crater. The Japanese soldiers who landed in a steady stream were silently watching the corpses. At this time, only relying on the fragments of the corpses, it was already very long

It is difficult to tell which body parts are Chinese or Japanese.

"*—%*..."

The groans of wounded soldiers and wounded soldiers continued to reach their ears. At this time, these soldiers who had just landed could not believe the hell-like scene they saw. Two brigades, two brigades of Japanese troops

, among the eight infantry squadrons, there were only more than 300 survivors including the wounded, and those standing in front of them were less than a thousand Chinese people, half of whom were bandits.

But it was these people who caused more than a thousand Japanese officers and soldiers to die on this beach. What surprised them even more was that neither the shelling nor the final attack, whether it was the Chinese soldiers or the bandits,

One person chose to escape. Even before, when the second wave of landing troops came ashore, the remaining soldiers and bandits were still fighting. The last Chinese bandit in his fifties still maintained his standing even until he died.

"It's just a group..."

Although he was reluctant to use that word to describe those Chinese people, he still used that word when he was sitting on the beach and looking at the coast that was blackened by gunfire and stained red with blood. He narrowly escaped death.

"A true warrior!"

Grenade!

Grenade...

Xiao Keyuan was squirming on the beach. At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind: he must not embarrass the Chinese people and let them know what a Chinese is.

The grenade, the grenade is there!

Lying on the beach, he struggled to find a grenade, but the empty ammunition bag behind him reminded him that he had no more grenades. He wanted to find a bayonet, but the scabbard was empty.

In my ears, I could hear curses coming from time to time. Some people were speaking in Chinese, and some were speaking in Oriental. Most of the people who spoke Chinese were speechless, and those who spoke in Oriental were full of hatred.

meaning.

"This is..."

That was the sound of a bayonet sinking into his chest. When a string of Japanese words sounded, Xiao Keyuan could still vaguely hear the slight curse, which seemed to be dissatisfied and contemptuous.

The Japanese words rang out again, still with hatred. These Japanese bastards, they were using bayonets to kill their injured brothers. They were not fucking toys. He cursed in his heart. He began to regret, why didn't he keep it?

What about the next grenade? If you leave a grenade behind, maybe you can earn one or two more lives while the Japanese Japs are cleaning up the battlefield.

What a pity!

When Xiao Keyuan, who couldn't even open his eyes, was cursing in his heart that he didn't know how to save a hand, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer to him, and tried to open his eyes. He could see a Japanese soldier holding a bayonet.

The rifle came towards him, finally here!

Okay! Damn it, just let me, you bastard, send me on my way!

Xiao Keyuan thought this in his heart. After the Japanese soldier touched up the wounds on several corpses, when he walked up to his eyes and was about to strike, Xiao Keyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked directly at the Japanese soldier, whose face was stained black by gunpowder smoke.

He smiled sarcastically, with contempt in his eyes. His expression seemed to be mocking the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldier was obviously stunned. The knife stopped in mid-air. The "corpse" that suddenly opened its eyes and that smile only made the Japanese soldier panic and his hands started to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing the enemy's cowardice, Xiao Keyuan's contemptuous smile grew thicker and thicker. He didn't expect that he, a man who couldn't even move, would actually scare a foreign devil.

"Give them the preferential treatment a warrior deserves!"

Akashi Genjiro, who stepped ashore, told several officers around him that no matter how many casualties these Chinese soldiers brought to his troops, they were a group of warriors. Although they were Chinese, their courage was enough to win everyone's respect.

Respect. The scene of killing the wounded with a bayonet is really untouchable.

Osako Shangdao nodded heavily. As a soldier, he also admired these soldiers who refused to retreat or surrender, even though they were enemies. It was at this time that he finally understood why the Qingdao battlefield was in a stalemate. If here

It is a fortress. I am afraid that the same mistakes as Qingdao will happen here.

"Yes, although these people are Chinese, they can be considered real soldiers! Treat their wounded and collect the bones of the Chinese soldiers. This is a group of Chinese warriors who deserve respect!"

"Damn it, if all Chinese soldiers are like this, it will be really troublesome!"

When the messenger issued the order, Yamada Ryuichi whispered with concern that the more respectable the enemy is, the stronger the enemy's resistance will be.

"It's really unbelievable. No matter what, if the China issue is not solved now, within ten years, China will definitely threaten Japan's survival!"

When Akashi Genjiro said these words, the officers on the coast had already begun to convey the latest orders.

The bayonet was hanging in the air. Facing that contemptuous smile, Shi Yuanping, who was holding the gun, didn't have the courage to stab the bayonet. He didn't know why, but he just didn't dare to stab the sword.

"Baga!"

Finally, the contemptuous smile on the opponent's face angered him, and just when he was gritting his teeth and preparing to stab, he heard a new order coming from the distance, not to harm these wounded Chinese soldiers.

For no reason, the new order only made Shi Yuan feel relieved, and he glanced at the Chinese soldiers lying on the ground.

"What a bastard. If it weren't for the order, I would really kill you!"

But he himself also knew that what he said was a lack of courage. When he turned to leave, all he felt was a burst of relief.

"My bastard son, I was so scared!"

The Japanese soldier suddenly put away his sword and left. Xiao Keyuan, who had just walked in front of the King of Hell, was stunned. This Japanese devil is too cowardly!

The young face looked no different from that of the Japanese. While suturing the wounds of the Chinese soldier, Nishizawa Shinichi took a special look at the Chinese soldier. When the military uniform on his body was torn open, Nishizawa's whole body

I was still frightened and took a breath of cold air.

"Young man from Japan, I can still fight..."

When Dr. Dongyang saw the appearance of the wounds, he only asked Xiao Keyuan to murmur, but Xizawa Xinyi didn't hear it and couldn't understand what he was saying. He only saw the wounds in his eyes.

There were bayonet wounds, shrapnel wounds, and gunshot wounds. There was almost no intact place on his body from head to toe. There were dozens of wounds. I really don’t know how he managed to survive.

Nishizawa Shinichi looked seriously at this face that was no different from the Japanese, and said seriously. He didn't know if the other party could understand him, but he still had respect for this enemy. Originally, he just wanted to deal with it.

Confused, he turned to wipe his wounds seriously with alcohol.

"This is..."
To be continued...