The strong smell of blood filled everyone's nostrils, even if they were still twenty or thirty meters apart.
Human bodies were scattered on the ground, ranging from camouflage uniforms to khaki military uniforms, but in the field, there were still two groups of people confronting each other.
The total number of people in camouflage uniforms, no more than twenty, was undoubtedly the soldiers of the Independent Regiment. They gathered back to back, with their swords facing outward. A group of more than a hundred Japanese soldiers formed a circle, surrounding the soldiers of the Independent Regiment.
Looking at the whole place, the only ones still standing were these hundred or so living people.
This turned out to be the last survivor of two companies of 300 people, and Liu Lang felt a sudden pain in his heart.
Liu Lang's face turned pale from the pain. More than 90% of the casualties were! It was even worse than the death-defying company fighting alone on the ancient mountain.
It was painful, but Liu Lang had no regrets.
As the old saying goes, one general's success leads to the destruction of thousands. Although this sentence is cruel, it is an indisputable fact.
Of course Liu Lang is not a cold-blooded animal, nor is he a bloodthirsty butcher. The 300 officers and soldiers in the two companies are all men with fathers and mothers. Liu Lang is not willing to let them carry out fatal combat missions unless it is absolutely necessary. However, if something happens
If the life and death of the entire nation is at stake, then Liu Lang will send them to the battlefield without hesitation!
By the same token, if necessary, Liu Lang would not hesitate to ask the entire regiment of more than 2,000 officers and soldiers to block the situation, including himself.
Soldiers have their own responsibilities as soldiers. From the day they put on this military uniform, their lives no longer belong to them. For the sake of the country and the nation, they are always ready to sacrifice themselves!
Although the Battle of Luo Wenyu of the Great Wall has not yet risen to the level of the nation, since the eyes of the whole country have focused on this battlefield with a radius of less than ten miles, this battle is no longer a local battle, or even a battle.
The battle can now be named.
Liu Lang needed to use this battle to reshape a spirit for the entire Chinese nation. Retreating would be humiliating, but not retreating would be a heroic spirit. In order to wake up the sleeping Chinese dragon, Liu Lang decided to use the entire independent regiment to do it.
The one who wakes up the dragon.
What to shout with? Instead of shouting with your voice, the loud shouting of the students on the streets has proven to be incapable of awakening the cold numbness all over your body. Then you can only use blood, your own blood and the blood of the enemy. The rivers and mountains dyed red will sting.
It hurts people's eyes.
They say they are afraid of death, but they are really afraid of death. There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death.
Even if you say you are not afraid of death, you really are not afraid of death. Countless martyrs have proven with facts that there are things in this world that are more precious than life. For these precious things, many revolutionary martyrs in the past time and space have gone on to sacrifice their lives and sacrifice their lives.
Killed his young life? Liu Lang has never considered himself a hero. Even after death, he would never dare to call himself a hero, but he never denied that he was a patriotic and passionate young man!
After all, the blood of the Chinese people is still cold!
In order for the Chinese nation to stand on top of the world again, Liu Lang is willing to die without hesitation and without a word of complaint. Liu Lang also believes that the blood of the 300 officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment as a surprise soldier is still not cold, for the sake of China
, for the survival of the nation, they will definitely die without any complaints.
Just like now, after hours of bloody fighting, they were shaking all over. It was not because of the sharp fronts of the hundreds of Japanese troops around them, nor because they were frightened by the impending death, but because they were extremely tired. Extreme fatigue had made them
Unable to control one's own muscles.
But even so, the thorns they held tightly in their hands and their bright eyes still told everyone that they still wanted to fight and could still fight.
Of course, this is not the time to express emotion.
The moment the flares lit up, Cheng Yuanshan was in despair.
Because the heavy artillery brigade is located around the Japanese army's position, the main force of the independent regiment is still defending at Luo Wenyu Pass, which is more than ten miles away. No matter how brave they are, they are determined to not be able to defeat the Japanese army and get here in just three hours.
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The firing of seven or eight illumination bombs almost indicates that the incoming enemy force will definitely exceed two infantry squadrons. Could it be said that the mission assigned by the regiment can no longer be completed?
At this time, there were no machine gun shooters or machine gun shooters to help them resist. At the most tragic moment of the battle, the shooters who could not provide fire support to their comrades in the dark were like moths flying into the flame, throwing away their most beloved machine guns and raising their weapons.
The military assassins participated in hand-to-hand combat.
The eyes of the Chinese soldiers collectively became a little dim. They could die, but they would die if they could not fulfill the military orders. They were not willing to do so.
On the other hand, the Japanese army's morale was boosted.
Like Cheng Yuanshan and other Chinese soldiers, although they couldn't see clearly who was coming from dozens of meters away, the Japanese soldiers in the heavy artillery brigade had already concluded that they were coming to help.
Finally, these beast-like Chinese could be killed, and hundreds of Japanese soldiers breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Especially Ishii Matsu, who was at the front of the encirclement holding a sharp saber, I really didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at this moment.
I want to laugh because this terrible battle is finally over. I want to cry because the beast-like Chinese are really terrible. His nearly a thousand subordinates! In the last ten minutes of the battle, he waited for him to take advantage of the clouds.
After the mist cleared and the faint starlight gathered together, there were only a hundred people, only one-tenth left.
Yes, only one-tenth of the Chinese are left, and only one-tenth of the Japanese are left, after this bloody and dark hand-to-hand battle.
But that is definitely not a draw.
But, what does it matter if it was a draw? In the end, it was Ishii Matsu who persisted until the end.
Cheng Yuanshan's eyes only dimmed for no more than a second. He turned his head and looked at the less than twenty remaining officers and soldiers around him, and shouted angrily: "Brothers, can you still kill the Japanese?"
"Yes." Ling Hong licked his dry lips and roared.
Following the roar, he suddenly took a step forward, frightening the Japanese invaders who were holding 38 bayonets in front of him and already looking happy, to take a collective step back.
"Haha, you're a coward." Ling Hong laughed loudly and looked at his retreating opponent with contempt. He turned his fierce general's thorn, slowly stabbed down on his blood-stained face and pulled it downwards, and blood beads followed him.
His cheeks rolled down.
"Not being able to fulfill the military order is a disgrace to our generation. Then I, Ling Hong, will swear by stabbing my face that I will not meet the ancestors of the Ling family until I kill all the Japanese invaders." Ling Hong's eyes glowed with blood as he spoke word by word.
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The ghost-like face in the bright flare light and the incomprehensible but cold language made the Japanese soldiers couldn't help but take a step back.
"If you don't kill all the Japanese invaders, you won't be able to meet your ancestors in front of me." All the officers and soldiers under Cheng Yuanshan imitated Ling Hong, roaring loudly and stabbing their faces with military spears.
Not only were they maintaining the dignity of the independent regiment, they were also using severe pain to stimulate themselves to overcome overwhelming fatigue.
Because their opponents were not only the one hundred Japanese troops in front of them, but also the large Japanese troops that were about to rush into the battlefield.
Seeing this scene, Liu Lang did not issue an order at all, but held the military thorn upside down and jumped forward.
The four words "Kill all the Japanese" rang out like thunder, causing the eardrums of the Japanese soldiers tens of meters away to hurt.