Li Huan lived up to expectations, hurried and hurried, and dug the tunnel much faster than before, digging a tunnel more than fifty meters long in less than three hours.

When Head Wang saw this narrow tunnel, his eyes narrowed into a line, and then he slapped his face and smiled:

"This little devil wants to kill my surname Wang, but it's not so easy, as long as there is this tunnel, Lao Tzu will definitely be able to break through!"

Then a group of people began to go down the tunnel, this tunnel can only allow one person to pass, and it is very difficult to turn in it, so a group of people must do it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to hold in it.

Li Huan and Zhou Hu were behind their palace, before jumping into the entrance of the tunnel, Li Huan did not forget to arrange the surroundings, put a few more grenades, and when the little devils came in, they found that this tunnel could also make them suffer a little.

Sure enough, the little devil did not assault at night, but strengthened his vigilance to prevent the Eighth Route Army dog from jumping off the wall in a hurry.

But what made them strange was that the Eighth Road didn't seem to move at night, so the devils launched an attack in broad daylight, but they rushed for a long time without hearing the slightest gunshot, and then they ...... Rushed in!

"Does Tubalu want to fight with us in the streets?

Strictly search every house, three people in a group, and be sure to wipe out all this gang here! ”

"Hayi!" A group of devils immediately went from room to room with bayonets, and then tragedy ensued.

The people in the Eighth Route Army are all capable people, although their grenades are almost used, but they still prepare a lot of things like mines, which are just left for the devils before leaving.

Hearing the sound of explosions coming from the direction of the village, Commander Wang, who was marching rapidly, also stopped to look back, with a smile on his face.

"Now the little devil has finally tasted great!"

"Yes, we not only broke through successfully, but also left a big gift to the devil, this time the little devil is estimated to be angry!"

The smiles on the faces of Zhou Hu and Commander Wang became even stronger, and then they hurriedly accelerated their march, they were not completely out of danger yet, and they had to reach a safe place immediately.

Sure enough, after the Yamamoto brigade found out that the situation was wrong, they immediately chased after the solo group, but fortunately, the head of the Wang regiment was shrewd enough to directly lead the soldiers into the mountain, and then quietly went around behind the devil, which threw the Yamamoto brigade away.

Following the independent regiment, Li Huan walked to a mountain, and after walking through a rugged mountain road, the group finally arrived at a village.

Hongjiazhuang!

"Regiment commander, it's almost safe to get here, there are our comrades in the village in front, and yesterday I asked a few soldiers to send all our wounded here!"

Zhou Hu's face looked a little pale, and he didn't have to guess that the wound was cracked, but this man was relatively strong, and even so, he didn't let out a trace of screaming.

When Commander Wang saw the village in front of him, he was in a much better mood, and then immediately beckoned the soldiers in.

Li Huan also carried a gun on his back, and followed the people of the independent regiment into the village with a heavy heart, and after a while, someone came to greet them, this is the militia in the village and a platoon of soldiers who they stayed here before.

"Commander, you can be regarded as withdrawing, if there is no news of you, we will go to find you!"

A platoon commander with many bandages on his head screamed excitedly, and his eyes moistened a lot.

When Commander Wang saw that the platoon commander wanted to cry, he immediately scolded with a straight face:

"Hold back your horse urine for me, we are soldiers, this iron man, pay attention to bleeding without tears, we are all back and you are still crying, isn't that a curse on us!"

"I didn't cry Captain, I ...... I'm just happy! ”

The platoon commander wiped his tears with some excitement, he thought that his brothers would be surrounded and annihilated by devils, but he didn't expect most of them to withdraw.

Immediately afterwards, Li Huan also followed into the village, and after eating some food, he began to examine the wounds of the soldiers.

There was some soju in the village, which was used as alcohol, and it took half a day to finally heal the wounds of the soldiers.

"Fortunately, there are many of you who know how to deal with wounds, if I were alone, it would take me three days to get it done!"

Li Huan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then sat down in front of Zhou Hu, this guy is really not afraid of death, the injuries on his body are not healed, and he has been smoking.

At this time, Head Wang also changed into clean ragged clothes, walked in with a shell gun, and said to Li Huan with a smile:

"Li Huan, if it weren't for you this time, our regiment wouldn't know how many brothers would die, I thank you for my brothers!"

"Alas, it would be nice if you came to our group early, even if it was a day early!"

At this time, Zhou Hu's face suddenly became sad, and when the head of the Wang regiment on the side saw this, he immediately reprimanded with a straight face:

"How do you speak?"

Zhou Hu realized that his words seemed to be a bit swearing, and immediately explained in a hurry:

"Li Huan, I don't blame you, I just think it's a pity, if you come to our regiment a day early, our political commissar won't be ......"

Speaking of this, the faces of Head Wang and Zhou Hu also darkened.

Li Huan also heard about this matter, the political commissar of the independent regiment is good, originally a literati was forced to put pen to paper, and when he fought with devils in the village, he had to fight with devils with machetes.

I heard from the other fighters of the Independent Regiment that they all admired the political commissar, and every time they took the lead in the charge, but unfortunately just the morning before yesterday, because of the street battle with the devil, they were stabbed with a bayonet by the devil, and then they were blown up by a grenade, and when they were dug out of the ruins by the soldiers, they were already dying, but even in that state, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment still held the machete in his hand tightly, and the shouting and killing in his mouth did not stop.

It is a pity that there was no doctor in the independent regiment to perform surgery in time at that time, and within two hours, the political commissar was seriously injured and died.

A considerable part of the reason why Zhou Hu attacked the devil's military camp at night was to avenge the political commissar.

"The political commissar is good, he didn't embarrass our Eighth Route Army, let alone our independent regiment, I, Wang Yunlong, admire him!"

At this time, Head Wang rubbed his forehead vigorously with his hand to block his eyes, and there was a slight sobbing between his voices, it was a comrade who had been with him for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be so suddenly gone......

Zhou Hu is the old subordinate of the political commissar, before the battle started, he also swore with the political commissar's wife and children that he would definitely bring the political commissar out safely, but now, ......

"Little devil of Dog Day, Yamamoto Brigade of Dog Day, don't let Lao Tzu bump into you next time, or I will definitely kill you!"

Zhou Hu's face looked extremely hideous, and the head of the regiment also gritted his teeth, tears rolling in his eyes.

This time, they sacrificed more than 700 soldiers, less than 400 of the entire regiment returned, almost all the heavy weapons were lost, and most of the cadres at all levels were killed or wounded.