…… A sudden white-knuckle battle ended like this, leaving only tragic, bleeding and drifting is a bit exaggerated, the corpses of stumps and broken arms are lying everywhere on this unknown highway, the red blood stains have not yet dried up on the highway with gaps, the blood stains steal the surface layer, go deep into the grassroots, that is, the heavy rain washes, time washes, maybe after many years have passed, occasionally lie on the ground and smell it, I can't say that I will sigh, there is still a faint smell of blood!

The victory of this war belonged to the reinforced battalion of the independent regiment, but at this moment, the faces of the victors did not show half of joy.

The vast majority of them have already fallen, and when they came, there were more than 420 brothers in the reinforced battalion, and at this moment there were only seventy or eighty figures left barely standing, and the Kwantung Army was naturally no better, and the two squadrons of 362 people were all killed in the white-knuckle battle, and from beginning to end, not a single Japanese soldier showed even the slightest sign of wanting to retreat.

The living people were cleaning the battlefield in silence, and Li Yunlong, whose blood was almost blurring his vision, wiped his eyes indiscriminately, and he looked around, Zhao Gang, Zhang Dabiao, monks, Han Feng, and Sun Desheng were still there, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief in the seemingly calm.

"Damn, the Kwantung Army on dog days is really hard!"

Li Yunlong scolded: "So what? What is my independent regiment, it is a pack of wolves, and there are still hard bones that wolves can't gnaw under this sky? . ...... "phew", Li Yunlong spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, which was mixed with terrifying blood.

"Lao Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Gang shook his head, if it weren't for Han Feng and Monk Wei taking turns to take care of him who had emptied the shell gun, he would have lost ten lives at this time, and Zhao Gang's guard Xiao Zhang was directly stabbed to death by a fast devil in order to cover Zhao Gang.

"Lao Li, this battle is too difficult!" Zhao Gang looked at the corpses of the soldiers all over the ground and was heartbroken, some of them were completely intertwined with the Kwantung Army, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't even tell whether they were devils or soldiers of the Independent Regiment.

Li Yunlong nodded: "After cleaning up the battlefield, bury our soldiers and devils on the spot!" ”

The monk who killed a happy one wondered: "Commander, what do you care about these little devils?" Let them be taken away by wild wolves. ”

"Fart, these little devils just gave birth to the wrong place and cast the wrong fetus, but as soldiers, they are all men."

Zhao Gang said: "What the regiment commander said is right, monk, our Eighth Route Army is humanitarian, just hope...... When they get to the Yellow Spring, they can no longer fight! Living together in an era of peace, they are all sons, husbands, and fathers. ”

After Zhu Dazhi came over with a pale face, he put a pair of glasses on Han Feng's hand without saying a word, Han Feng looked at it in pain, the black-framed glasses lens had been broken in half, Han Feng held it up and aimed at the nascent rising sun, and the sunlight reflected a ray of colorful brilliance through the remaining lenses.

Han Feng slowly stretched out his hand, trying to straighten a piece of lens that was about to break, but as soon as his hand touched it, the dirty, clean fragments completely scattered from the frame, scattering with the fragments...... A bespectacled, civil-speaking figure walked towards Han Feng from a distant valley:

"Third brother, do cultured people wear glasses?" ...... "Just call me Lao Hu!" My name is Hu Chengwen, my father said, the meaning of my name is, pick up the pen indiscriminately, you can write it, Wenqu Xing descends to earth, hehe, that's what we're talking about! ...... "Third brother, third brother and third brother—"

"Hey!"

Han Feng answered, and in the blink of an eye, all the images were shattered, and Hu Chengwen waved his hand and floated towards the distant valley.

Han Feng stretched out his hand, but he didn't stop it, a pious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Old Hu, go all the way." ”

"Third brother, old Hu is ......"

"I asked him to practice assassination a long time ago, but he didn't listen, he has always been the worst of our brothers, this time...... Good...... ......" Zhou Daniu said as he spoke, the sturdy man shed tears without blood, and he was speechless in a choked voice.

In the battle, 347 people died in the reinforced battalion, Zhang Dabiao's battalion died in name only, 37 people remained in the 97 people of the Dadao Company, only 21 people remained in the 106 people of the 106 people in the first company, 12 people participated in the battle, Hu Chengwen died, and Xu Xiao, who was still a minor...... Lose! Bao Taiping, who always showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled brightly, had three fingers cut off on his right hand......

The victory in this white-knuckle battle was not easy to come by, and its tragic situation was that Li Yunlong, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, was still a little unable to come back to his senses after returning to the station of the independent regiment for two days.

…… At the same time, compared with the faint grief of the independent regiment in silence, the Japanese army in the entire north China completely blew up after receiving the news that the two Kwantung Army squadrons were annihilated by more than 400 independent regiments.

The news swept through North China like a tsunami.

The elite of the Kwantung Army of the Japanese Army, known as the "Flower of the Imperial Army", was actually annihilated by a group of Eighth Route Army with equal strength in a white-knuckle battle at Wild Wolf Valley?

This is no less than dropping an atomic bomb on Tokyo.

You must know that the reputation of the Kwantung Army is an inspiring and indelible banner in the entire Japanese army invading China, but this dazzling flag was actually broken in the hands of the independent regiment.

What a blow to the morale of the Japanese army in North China and even the entire Japanese army invading China!

Several Japanese commanders stationed in North China were furious because of this, and Okamura Ninji directly urged Yoshio Shinozuka to immediately start arranging the sweep.

Yoshio Shinozuka sulked at his headquarters, how could he have thought that he was still working on the A battle plan for the Independent Regiment, just to let the Independent Regiment last a few days! This hateful independent regiment actually took advantage of this gap to stab such a big Lou Zi again.

After Kazuki Yamamoto heard the news, he originally questioned Yoshio Shinozuka's No. A battle plan because of the communiqué and some personal emotions, but now he completely shut his mouth.

If such an independent regiment is not eradicated, sooner or later it will become a great scourge for the empire.

Yoshio Shinozuka specially ordered that after the start of this sweep, the Fourth Brigade had only one combat mission, that is, to besiege the Independent Regiment and completely eliminate the Independent Regiment.

And when the Japanese troops in North China were angry, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army and the headquarters of the Guo Army were diametrically opposed.

Commendations and commendations are flying all over the sky, in Han Feng's view, the disastrous victory that took the near destruction of a company and a reinforced battalion is not worth boasting about at all, but in the mouths of the generals of the Guo army, it has become a classic battle example that is enough to shine in the annals of history and inspire.

If you are backward, you will be beaten, if you are backward and you don't know it, you will be beaten, and if you are backward, you will be even more shameless, and it will be difficult to turn over forever......