Li Huan got up from the ground, feeling that there was nothing to do, and then he rushed to the devil who threw a grenade at him, and came at the devil with a bayonet, killing him for a thousand years.

"Ahhh~" The devil let out a scream like killing a pig, and then because of other injuries on his body, he vomited blood from his mouth, and his neck was crooked and died.

It was also at this time that the battle came to an end, and after Commander Wang cut off the head of a devil with a knife, there were no more devils standing on the battlefield, only some tired and staggered Eighth Route Army with bayonets to mend their knives.

The three regiment commanders and some battalion commanders were panting and looked around with their weapons, wiped the blood and sweat from their faces, and then shouted:

"Mend the knife and clean up the battlefield!"

Li Huan also glanced around at this time, and found that they had indeed suffered losses in the white-knuckle battle, the devils had less than five hundred people after repeated battles, and even if there were casualties among the three regiments together, there were about two thousand, and now there were only one thousand and a half people who could stand up here, and almost everyone was injured.

Don't think that fighting bayonets is a one-to-one casualty, it's a mistake to think like this, you must know that before they threw grenades, but they killed a lot of devils, two or three hundred devils and nearly 2,000 of them, and beat them like this.

It can be seen that the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army needs to be improved, and the combat effectiveness of the devils should not be underestimated.

"What the hell is this...... It's a little miserable......"

Li Huan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, this time they didn't know how many familiar faces were about to disappear.

Taking his gun, Li Huan casually mended the knife towards the devil on the ground, and walked in front of the devil's radio stations, and then directly received these radio stations into the storage compartment.

Then he walked in front of Yamamoto's corpse, picked up his command knife, inserted it back into the scabbard, and then picked up the devil's gun and hung it on himself, with a sly smile on his face.

Half an hour later, after the battlefield was cleaned up, Brigade Commander Chen also walked up with the guards, standing here and seeing so many corpses around, he sighed in his heart.

"Alas~"

The three regiment commanders also walked next to Brigade Commander Chen at this time, and then saluted:

"Report to the brigade commander, the 1st Regiment (Independent Regiment, 2nd Regiment) has successfully completed its mission!"

"Good, well done!" The brigade commander nodded to the three of them with satisfaction, and then asked with some doubts:

"Where's that old devil Yamamoto?"

The three regiment commanders glanced at each other, then shook their heads, and just as they wanted to say that they didn't see it, they noticed a guy with a gun and an adjutant knife at his waist walking in front of them......

"Hey, hey, Li Huan, stop!"

Brigade Commander Chen hurriedly shouted at Li Huan at this time, Li Huan turned his head, looked at Brigade Commander Chen with some displeasure and said:

"What's the matter, Brigadier? I'm going to loot the devil's booty, I'm in a hurry! ”

When the brigade commander heard this guy's words, he rolled his eyes and gave up the idea of scolding, this kid is also meritorious.

However, merit is merit, and the truth that the seizure should be attributed to the merit still needs to be explained!

"Where did you get that knife at your waist?" The brigade commander asked unhappily, and after Li Huan heard it, the smug smile on his face became even stronger, and he pulled out the command knife and began to tell:

"Of course this is my trophy, I shot the devil's Nakasa, and then snatched his knife, you see, this knife is good!"

Li Huan was still proudly showing off the knife in his hand in front of several people, and then the knife was gone.

"Commander, why are you snatching my knife?"

Liu Fang took the knife in his hand and handed it to the brigade commander, and then said to Li Huan:

"What your knife? This is the army's captured spoils, but it is not your private, don't you know the truth that the capture should be attributed? ”

"What's the reason, what I grabbed is mine, hurry up and return it to me!" After Li Huan finished speaking, he was about to grab the hand of Brigade Commander Chen, but Xu Dazhuang on the side hurriedly grabbed him and said angrily:

"What's so good about a knife? The gun in your hand is powerful, and you don't know how to use it, little devil, look at it, this is what I found for you! ”

After Xu Dazhuang finished speaking, he brought a large package from the side and handed it to Li Huan, Li Huan opened it and found that it was full of biscuits and candies, as well as a few boxes of canned meat, and decisively abandoned the knife......

Xu Dazhuang took the scabbard hanging from Li Huan's waist and handed it to Brigade Commander Chen, and said with a smile:

"Brigadier Commander, the little guy is not sensible, don't you mind!"

"Haha, I don't have the same knowledge as him, but I'll take this knife and show it to the division commander!"

Brigade Commander Chen's nonsense, even many people of such culture don't believe it, and if he brings it to the division commander, he must have shown it off to the division commander.

But a knife was nothing, and the brigade commander wanted it, and they didn't like it very much.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Li Huan carried a huge package on his back, stuffed his mouth full, and withdrew with the soldiers.

At the same time, a general training soldier came to report that the 385th Brigade could no longer hold on, and the little devil's reinforcements would arrive soon, hoping that they would retreat immediately.

Brigade Commander Chen's face immediately became solemn, and he commanded several regiment commanders next to him:

"Give me the order and retreat immediately!"

"Yes!"

Just when several regiment commanders went to convey the order, the brigade commander found that there was no one next to Li Huan, so he quietly walked next to him and asked with a smile:

"Li Huan, I don't know if you want to work with me in the brigade?"

Brigade Commander Chen was digging into the corner, or did he dig while Liu Fang and many other people were away.

Li Huan looked at Brigade Commander Chen, then shook his head.

Brigade Commander Chen was a little puzzled, so he continued:

"Our brigade headquarters is promoted quickly, and there is no danger, why don't you want to go?"

"Because of poverty!"

After Li Huan threw down these three words, he left the brigade commander alone in place, carrying a large package on his back and following a group of people.

Just kidding, he didn't want to go to the brigade headquarters, and he didn't want to be promoted.

The brigade commander looked at Li Huan's back, and his fingers kept dotting.

"Hey~ You said this kid ......"

Just when the Eighth Route Army was about to retreat, the devil in charge of reinforcements, another brigade also received a withdrawal telegram.

"Nani, the Yamamoto brigade is all gone? How is this possible? It is impossible for Dirt Hachiro to defeat the Yamamoto Brigade in such a short period of time! ”

The people of the First Brigade of the Devils didn't believe it, but the telegram clearly stated that the radio signal of the Yamamoto Brigade had disappeared two hours ago, and there was no response to any calls, so something must have happened.

That's why the top brass of the devils ordered reinforcements to withdraw, so as not to fall into the encirclement of the Chinese army again.

Half a day later, the three regiments all withdrew to Hongjiazhuang, and everyone was in a good mood after the battle had just been fought together, but there was a disagreement in the distribution of supplies, so that it was noisy......