"Dafa, send a secret message to Brigadier Deng and ask him to dispatch the four cavalrymen who are most familiar with the Northeast. Wait until I kill Yuanyi Honggang, find the location of the graves of Lao Wu and Lao Shen, and ask them to take Lao Wu and Lao Shen back.
Home. Also, order Shan Ying and the others to try to keep one or two alive. If anyone provides information about the remains of our soldiers, I can give them formal prisoner-of-war treatment." Liu Lang's voice came from afar.
Watching Liu Lang slowly walking up the mountain with his bare hands, Chen Yunfa pulled the anxious Big Green Wolf, his eyes full of helplessness but also full of admiration.
The commander ignored military regulations and went into danger alone, but he had to go through this journey just so that his brothers who were buried in a foreign land could go home. How could he not want to follow such a commander? Although he still thought it was wrong.
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But what if it were him? How to choose? It should be the same as the chief! Their blood is always fused with their brothers, even if they have died.
"Keep an eye on them all. As long as it's not the officer who appears, shoot immediately. Reiterate the order and shoot immediately, no matter when." Chen Yunfa issued a killing order to the special forces at various positions who were staring at the mountain with murderous intent.
, although he also knew that this was almost impossible.
Perhaps there is someone stronger than the commander in the world, but Chen Yunfa, who has always regarded Liu Lang as his pursuit target, believes that Liu Lang must be the one who can survive the life-and-death fight. Because, since he followed Liu Lang, no matter when, Liu Lang has never
He has lost before. Whether on a battlefield filled with bullets or bullets, or in an arena filled with swords and swords, Liu Lang is always the one who laughs last, and this time, it will be no exception.
While Liu Lang was risking his own life in order to return home for the remains of his two brothers, the Japanese 77th Regiment in Jingxing County finally made a breakthrough.
After two rounds of back-and-forth bombing by up to 8 bombers, at about 2:00 noon, the damn dozen mortars on the Chinese position finally stopped roaring. After they dispatched three more infantry squadrons with nearly 600 people to attack
, unexpectedly found that in addition to artillery, the Chinese also had much weaker machine gun firepower.
Although it still took more than 20 minutes to defeat the Chinese defenders on the position, it was unexpectedly discovered that there were only fifty or sixty Chinese corpses left on the position.
It turned out that a Chinese regiment that had been fighting them for nearly eight hours had retreated through the tunnels to the mountains outside the county half an hour ago, leaving only an infantry company to block the attack. They even killed and wounded soldiers.
It was taken.
What is left now are just the bodies of the soldiers who died in the more than 20 minutes of fighting.
Judging from the results of the battle, although the position was captured, it was actually defeated. The Chinese blocked them for eight hours.
Perhaps the only thing that pleased the Japanese army was that they found a small group of Chinese soldiers in a trench on the battlefield who had no time to retreat. They were about the strength of a squad. This can also be regarded as the frontline commander of the 77th Regiment and the captain of the 2nd Infantry Battalion, Nishikawa Ze.
A Major's only trophy.
There were actually still Chinese people alive, which finally made Major Nishikawa's angry face reveal a cruel smile. He did not even issue a military order for the infantry squadron to continue chasing the dozens of Chinese people who had broken up and fled into the mountains.
You know, in these 8 hours, 150 people of his 2nd Infantry Brigade were killed and 230 people were lightly or seriously injured. Two of the four full infantry squadrons were disabled, while the Chinese who faced them fled with the corpses.
, causing him to be unable to calculate the results, which is simply unforgivable.
Then, these seven or eight soldiers who were abandoned by the Chinese are the best targets to vent their anger. Seichi Nishikawa has even thought about pressing them all towards the second position that the Chinese are building on Snowflake Mountain ten miles away, and let them
They collectively shouted at the Chinese positions to ask them to surrender. If they didn't shout, they would let the soldiers practice bayonets in front of the Chinese. Either way, the blow to the morale of the Chinese would be huge.
The lone soldiers of this squad also had guns and ammunition, and they were still resisting in a trench. However, the Japanese army, which had heavily surrounded the place and received the order from the captain to capture the troops alive, was not in a hurry. They did not use any heavy weapons.
He kept shooting at the wounded Chinese soldiers.
Because they know that Chinese soldiers don't carry many bullets with them, which is incomparable to the minimum 120 rounds they carry in a battle. If they run out of bullets, it's time to capture them alive.
Sure enough, facing the Japanese troops surrounding them from all directions, the gunshots of the Chinese wounded soldiers who fought back desperately became sparse and became silent.
No matter how probing the Japanese troops fired, not a single bullet flew out.
But five minutes later, a small group of Japanese soldiers cautiously bowed their backs and advanced towards the Chinese position more than 20 meters away. When they were less than ten meters away, they saw that they had straightened up and were about to rush into the trenches and engage the Chinese in hand-to-hand combat.
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Suddenly there was another burst of gunfire in the Chinese trenches. After eight gunshots, 12 soldiers of the Japanese squad, including the sergeant, fell down. Except for 5 who lay down on their own initiative, the remaining 7
Everyone was shot down by bullets.
The distance was only ten meters. Even for an ordinary person who didn't know how to use a gun, the hit rate on such an obvious target was over 70%, let alone a group of soldiers who had fought several battles in a row.
Most of the seven Japanese soldiers were shot in the chest. The 7.92mm round warhead made in Hanyang is more powerful than the 6.5mm pointed warhead of the 38 Dagai within a range of 300 meters. Even at this time, the Japanese warheads were adopted by the Great Wall four years ago.
It was transformed after the lessons learned from World War I.
It looked like a small hole in the chest, but the bullet pierced the back was actually a hole the size of a small tea cup. The blood spurting out from behind even contained lung lobes shattered by the rolling bullet. People who suffered such injuries
The soldier was obviously dying, and after convulsing for two or three minutes, he calmed down.
But they were obviously lucky. What was even more unfortunate were the two Japanese soldiers who were hit in the thighs. The 7.92mm round bullet not only left a hole the size of a baby's fist on the fleshy thighs, but the severe pain made them tenacious.
The Japanese soldiers, who are famous for their fighting spirit, could not help but roll in pain on the ground. At the same time, their blown-out arteries were spouting blood crazily. The ground was covered with their spilled blood, like a pig-killing scene.
Amid the frenzied shooting cover of the surrounding Japanese troops, the five surviving Japanese soldiers crawled and dragged their two colleagues who were still struggling and could barely save their lives back to their positions, wailing loudly.
As for the other five companions, whose trembling bodies have gradually calmed down, they can only be allowed to quietly return to the embrace of Amaterasu.
However, the two Japanese invaders who were dragged back to their own position were not much better. Their femoral arteries were completely blown out, and they were bleeding like crazy. Even two first-aid kits had no effect at all, even if there were military doctors at the scene.
, and couldn't resist Amaterasu, who was playing mahjong, waving at the two Japanese soldiers whose faces were as white as wax paper.
Boy, let’s play cards together!
The two Japanese soldiers were completely conscious when they saw that their legs stopped bleeding, and then fell into the boundless darkness with great fear. The lack of bleeding did not mean that the bleeding had stopped, but that there was no more blood to flow.
Undoubtedly, the fear of watching oneself walking towards the abyss of death with no one to help one is terrifying. The two Japanese soldiers quickly went to death within five minutes, either from blood loss or from liver and gallbladder splitting.
If you are scared to death, only their Amaterasu will know.
I'm afraid, he doesn't have time to care about this, because, in the future, there will be more and more little devils playing mahjong with him, and there will be enough for him to hold the Sparrow God Competition.
Being manipulated like this by the Chinese, seven more people died in the battle despite their completely superior strength. This made Major Seichi Nishikawa, who had rushed to the trench 200 meters away, almost go crazy. The difference in troop strength was more than a hundred times, even if the Chinese
All of them were killed, but the ratio was only close to 1:1. While the empire was being slapped in the face, if someone stabbed him in the face, he might be brought to court-martial for this.
If this Chinese person is not captured alive, even if he does not go to a military court, it will be a stain that will never be erased in his life.
As a result, gunshots resounded across the battlefield again, but there was no heavy weapon to attack the Chinese soldiers' trenches.
However, there was no sound from the last position of the Chinese soldiers. However, no Japanese army dared to advance as they did the first time. They quietly approached the Chinese trenches from four directions under the cover of their own firepower.
They did not know that they were facing a formidable enemy. In the trenches of the Chinese soldiers who had dispatched at least one infantry squad to participate in the attack, the eight Chinese soldiers no longer had guns in their hands.
The guns were placed behind them and piled together.
Because there are no bullets in the gun.
In fact, they didn't even have bayonets.
It's not that they didn't have the courage to fight hand-to-hand with the Japanese invaders.
Because they are all wounded soldiers, seriously wounded soldiers.
They have almost no mobility, but they can try their best to shoot all the bullets in their guns. They have done their best.
Eight people, with the last eight shots, five Japanese were killed on the spot, two were injured, and only one shot missed.
That's because there are no eyeballs in the soldier's bandaged eye sockets...
The sound of dense Japanese gunfire could be heard next to his ears, and a smile appeared on the face of the soldier whose eyes had been blinded by the enemy's shells four hours ago.
He regretted that he did not kill a capable person like other comrades. But he was not a martial arts master who could only listen to the directions shouted by his companions: "Ten feet ahead, five feet to the left" and he could accurately shoot.
Bullets in the chamber.
But he didn't regret it, because he had already smoked two cigarettes in the trench.
It was given to the platoon commander by the company commander before leaving.
Good-quality rolled cigarettes! They smell great when smoked. Two cigarettes are enough time for the retreating brothers in the company to run two miles away!
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PS: Chapter 1000! Boys and girls, should you vote monthly to commemorate this? This kind of request will come again when Fengyue Chapter 2000 is released.