The sudden rise of 300 Chinese officers and soldiers made it impossible for the 100 Japanese troops who had enjoyed the two worlds of ice and fire to last for 5 minutes.
When Liu Lang opened the way with a saber and stabbed two Japanese soldiers who were fleeing in panic, and then with lightning speed, he threw the saber directly into the neck of Ishii Matsu, who was holding a saber in an attempt to trap the beast and fight, the battle was over.
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At the moment of great joy and great sorrow, the Japanese army, which had stretched its last string, collapsed.
How could the fleeing Japanese troops outrun the 300 officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment, who were filled with anger when they saw the tragic situation on the ground? One after another, illumination bombs were fired into the sky by mortars from behind without hesitation. The Japanese soldier who escaped the farthest
, they could barely escape for 200 meters before they were overtaken by the soldiers and killed one by one in the wilderness in front of their heavy artillery.
However, no one, whether they were Chinese soldiers or Japanese soldiers, glanced at those large weapons with towering gun barrels at this time.
Because of them, the Independent Regiment lost all its blood, and because of them, the Japanese also lost their blood.
There was no winner in this battle. The twenty surviving officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment did not participate in the battle to chase down the Japanese army at the moment when Liu Lang led his men.
It's not because they are too tired and can finally take a rest. It's because they don't want to live so lonely. They want to find their comrades, who can also brag and talk to them and use foul language like before.
There are 300 people in two companies, plus 6 special forces. There are only 20 people left in total, which is too few!
After chasing down the remaining Japanese troops, the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment stood in silence, looking at the twenty remaining soldiers who were staggering but still trying to turn over the bodies of their comrades for careful inspection.
They understand, very much, because they have done this kind of thing countless times in these eight days. However, it is far from this tragic.
In a company, only one squad survives, no, even one squad is not enough. What kind of heartbreaking pain is that?
"I want to live, I really want to live." Cheng Yuanshan, who has always had a calm personality, howled wildly, after being disappointed again and again after turning over the bodies of his comrades who had gradually become cold and stiff.
"Xiao Fenghua, what kind of person are you? You promised me that you would give me some money when I married my wife. You are so unreasonable!" Ling Hong kept rummaging among the corpses anxiously.
Including him, there were six special forces soldiers, and only three of them could still stand with him. Xiao Fenghua and the other two were missing. Although he did not see Xiao Fenghua rushing into the battlefield, Ling Hong was sure that he must be
Came in.
At this extremely sad moment, Ling Hong even hoped that his comrades had become cowardly and had become deserters. Yes, even if they lost their honor, he had never hoped that they would still be alive as much as he does now.
Unfortunately, Ling Hong was desperate. He quickly found a special soldier, a veteran named Song Guangzhao. He usually didn't talk much. Among the sixteen special soldiers, he was not outstanding, no matter which skill he had.
Ranked at the bottom, it barely meets Liu Lang's selection criteria.
But he has a special skill that few people can match. He has a sense of danger that ordinary people cannot. It is precisely because of his existence that Ling Hong was able to lead two special forces to lurk for nearly 4 miles and kill four groups of Japanese soldiers.
The sentinel opened the way for Cheng Yuanshan.
The person who is best able to avoid danger is resolutely moving towards danger this time; the person who is best able to avoid danger is already out of breath.
Twelve Japanese soldiers were lying in a radius of more than ten meters around him. The back of the special forces soldier who was lying on the body of a Japanese soldier was almost broken. When Ling Hong opened his body, he had a gun in his mouth.
It's half of the Japanese soldier's throat underneath him.
At the last moment of his life, he still bit a Japanese invader alive, even though the blade kept coming at him.
The strong fighting power of the special forces was destined to kill a lot of Japanese invaders. The body of another special force was also found quickly. The number of Japanese soldiers who fell around him was equally shocking. The two special forces proved that they were worthy of independence with the lives of Japanese soldiers.
The name of the first elite in the regiment.
Likewise, they also used their lives to safeguard the honor of the special forces.
Even though they are the sharpest blades of the Independent Regiment, they should be assassins in the darkness. One hit can make them escape thousands of miles away.
In fact, when they made such a choice, as special forces, they were unqualified, but as comrades, they were impeccable. Yes, when their comrades encountered a crisis, they gave up their responsibilities
Choose to live and die together, integrating the elite blood and everyone in the independent group.
Ling Hong did not know that at the moment when the bodies of the two special forces soldiers were quietly collected for him, the eyes of all the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment present no longer only looked up to the most elite soldiers of the entire Independent Regiment, but also showed respect and sadness.
They are no longer just the soldiers of the independent regiment, but also comrades and brothers.
"There is a living person here, and his body is still warm." A soldier shouted crazily.
Cheng Yuanshan and Ling Hong ran over. Looking at the familiar faces, they ignored the soldier's 38-type bayonet attached to a long gun. With great expectation, Cheng Yuanshan stretched his hand to the soldier's nose.
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For a long time, under the expectant eyes of everyone, Cheng Yuanshan shook his head numbly, and two big tears rolled down.
"Impossible, impossible, he is still hot, still hot! Company commander, I touched it, I really touched it." The soldier shouted in pain and stretched out his hand to everyone.
It was as if he was using this to show that he was really not lying.
In the dim light of the raised torch, the blood on his hands proved where the temperature he sensed came from.
The 30-centimetre-long blade of the Type 38 bayonet with a long gun had completely penetrated into the soldier's chest, and the protruding blade even stabbed into the ground, and the soldier's face was still a little immature.
No pain, but with a weird smile.
The corpses of two Japanese soldiers lying beside him proved where his smile came from. Not only was he good enough, he also made a profit.
"Sir, why is there no one alive? Why is there no one alive yet? It's okay to find one!" Cheng Yuanshan couldn't bear it anymore. The Shaanxi man who was already over thirty squatted in front of Liu Lang who was walking over.
Howling loudly.
like a child.
Liu Lang's eyes were crystal clear, but he raised his palms without hesitation and slashed Cheng Yuanshan's neck with his knife. Cheng Yuanshan, who was in grief, fainted without any reaction.
Extreme fatigue and excessive sadness had done great damage to his body. He now needed deep sleep, and Liu Lang took the simplest and most effective method.
"Help Captain Cheng and Captain Ling back to their positions. Go forward and give you 500 people. Everyone, please find all the soldiers from Cheng Yuanshan's tribe. Plus their living ones, 300 people. No matter whether they are alive or dead, none of them can be given to me."
"Master." Liu Lang ordered Qiang Qian who was following him.
Then he turned to look at Liu Dazhu and Tang Yongming, who were already running with a large group of soldiers: "Tang regiment deputy, Liu Dazhu, sent two companies to set up defenses three miles away, while the rest of the people cleaned the battlefield and searched for the remains of our soldiers.
After that, all the Japanese artillery, whether they are mountain artillery or howitzers, will be blown up by me, and the shells can be brought back." He looked up at the sky and said, "I will give you an hour."
Liu Lang, who was determined to leave, finally received the battle report of Cheng Yuanshan's losses.
In addition to the seventeen people who finally survived and were forcibly carried away, including Cheng Yuanshan, Xiang Qian found another sixteen soldiers who were still alive after searching the battlefield for nearly 4 miles, but they were all seriously injured and were only a few seconds away from death.
Just one breath away.
Hand-to-hand combat was even more cruel than a battle with hot weapons. Almost no one was alive under the sharp blade. Most of those who were able to breathe were gunshot wounds. Only four people survived in the darkness of hand-to-hand combat.
Among them is Xiao Fenghua, who Linghong is looking for so hard.
It was completely beyond everyone's expectation that Xiao Fenghua, who had been stabbed six times and had almost all the blood running out of his body, especially a fatal stab in the chest, could still survive until the end of the war.
Xiao Fenghua's heart, which was born on the right side of his body, allowed him to avoid a fatal knife attack, and at the same time, he also avoided the detection of the Japanese army.
Moreover, his endurance far beyond that of ordinary people finally allowed him to wait for rescue. Because his breath was extremely weak, the soldiers who found him did not even dare to carry him and run wildly. They just sprinkled styptic powder and walked slowly for two hours.
Carry him back to the main position.
But it was Liu Lang who saved his life in the end.
For the first time, Liu Lang was especially grateful for the fat on his body, the fat man's blood volume far exceeding that of others, and the universal O blood type, which allowed Liu Lang to save the lives of three soldiers, including Xiao Fenghua, who had suffered excessive bleeding.
Fatty Liu, who had lost 2,000 blood, was just dizzy and leaned against the wall to rest for a while before going to preside over a military meeting on the life and death of the three regiments.
The terrifying Bull Demon King, the soldiers who saw for the first time his ability to bleed himself and transfuse blood to others, looked at Liu Lang in a way that could not be described as admiration.