Looking at the retreating Japanese army, Zhao Zhenhua also ordered the soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield, and then return to the trenches to reinforce the trenches.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

While the soldiers were reinforcing the trenches, the Japanese mortars began to bombard again! The sound of several heavy guns has also been added this time!

"Damn, this little devil's cannon doesn't need money? Are you going to raze my little hill to the ground? Zhao Zhenhua shook the soil on his body and then scolded!

This bombardment was obviously more intensive than the first bombardment, and the first shelling was only mortar bombardment, and the explosion range was relatively small, but this time the Japanese even moved out heavy artillery.

After one shot, many soldiers were either blown off by the waist, or their legs were directly blown up, and the bones of the serious ones were gone!

In an instant, there were all kinds of cries of pain throughout the trenches.

Even a few medical personnel in the camp were too busy to take the seriously injured to a relatively safe place on a stretcher, although they knew that there was no safe place for this!

A soldier's stomach was slashed by a bomb fragment, and the internal organs flowed out in an instant, only to see the soldier directly stuff the internal organs into it indiscriminately with both hands, and then asked the medical staff to wrap the bandages a few times before taking them down.

Zhao Zhenhua watched this scene and almost cried, after all, these soldiers were born and died with him!

Then Zhao Zhenhua took a few people, and then walked towards the area where the wounded soldiers were placed!

Zhao Zhenhua walked up to the wounded soldier, saluted, and said: Brothers, I'm sorry, I brought you out, but... But I may not be able to bring you back, because after this round of bombardment, the devils may have to make a final charge, and this time we may be wiped out!

"Battalion commander, we were ready when we came out, don't worry, we won't embarrass the first battalion, you leave us a grenade, if you sacrifice, the devil will definitely find us, and we can pull a few cushions temporarily!" A warrior said firmly!

"Yes, battalion commander, give us a few grenades, let's fight with the little devils! Tomorrow should not be taken prisoner," another warrior chimed in!

"Okay, brothers, brother, I'll go over there to explore the way for you first, and then our battalion will fight the little devils together over there!" In the afterlife, be good brothers! Zhao Zhenhua wiped a handful of tears, and then said fiercely! After saying that, he left, and asked his assistant to leave a few grenades!

"Comrades, the devil's artillery fire has stopped, they are about to charge, this time, it is a never-ending battle, that is to say, this time, we have to go all out, win, Lao Tzu will take you back to drink wine in a big bowl, eat meat, defeated, they will go over there together, and then go over there to continue the lesson for the little devil! Comrades, get ready to fight! When Zhao Zhenhua returned to the position, the artillery fire just stopped, and the bunker was blown up, Zhao Zhenhua glanced at the soldiers behind him and shouted!

"Yes!" The soldiers shouted!

After the soldiers finished shouting, Zhao Zhenhua looked at the group of young soldiers behind him with gentle eyes.

How he wished that he could keep these faces and smiles in his heart.

But he couldn't!

He was the battalion commander of the first battalion for a year, but he still can't call many people in the battalion by name!

However, even so, this group of young people was still willing to listen to his command, and they were still fighting to kill the enemy!

Yes, only Zhao Zhenhua is the oldest in the camp, but he is only 26 years old, that is, the average of the whole camp is a young man in his 20s!

If it weren't for this damn war, they would still be studying in private schools or farming in the fields in the countryside!

But because of this damn war, this group of young people was forced to the battlefield, so that this group of young people began to kill the enemy in various ways!

"Kill and give..."

When Zhao Zhenhua looked at the soldiers in front of him, the first shot of the battle was fired at the bottom of the mountain, and hundreds of devils rushed up from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain!

Under the cover of their own artillery fire, the devils under the mountain rushed to the mountain unscrupulously!

Zhao Zhenhua smiled bitterly, then looked at the direction that the second dog was walking, and then underestimated: Boy, I hope you can get to the regiment headquarters safely!

"Get into your position, get ready for battle, remember, finish the bullets in the gun as fast as you can, then throw all the grenades around you, and finish the bayonet! Prepare for a white-knuckle fight! After Zhao Zhenhua finished thinking about it, he quickly made combat adjustments!

Maximize the enemy's living power and reduce the difficulty of hand-to-hand combat!

"Bang"

"Da Da Da"

After Zhao Zhenhua's gunshot, all kinds of bullets began in an instant!

Every bullet of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army was fired at the Japanese army with great anger, and it was not possible to take away an enemy with three or four bullets!

The machine gunners of the Eighth Route Army were also shouting loudly and pulling the trigger!

In the void of this battlefield, a huge Grim Reaper padded his lips, and then began to harvest the lives of soldiers on both sides!

At this moment, life has become the cheapest thing for human beings!

The Grim Reaper laughed, he didn't care who was the good guy and who was the bad guy, he just harvested life!

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were hit by Japanese bullets and briefly treated their wounds, then got up and continued to fight. Even if you are seriously wounded, you must use your last bit of strength to continue to shoot bullets at the enemy!

And the same is true of the Japanese army, under the influence of bushido for a long time, they no longer know what death is, they have only one thought--- to serve His Majesty and shed the last drop of blood!

Finally!

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army ran out of bullets in their guns, and threw out the grenades around them!

At this time, they are also going to have the final battle, the most primitive battle of mankind, the battle of swords and blood!

Under the leadership of Zhao Zhenhua, all the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army got on their bayonets, walked out of the trenches, and stood on the trenches! Look at the Japanese troops who are still rushing upward.

One last look at this wonderful world.

Then, all of them pounced on the Japanese troops who were still charging!

And when the Japanese army saw the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army walking out of the trenches and preparing for a white-knuckle battle, they were all stunned.

With all the ammunition and food gone, shouldn't the cowardly Shina army come out on their knees and beg for their lives?

After all kinds of thoughts, they couldn't help but admire this Chinese army, and they quickly withdrew the bullets in the guns, threw off their backpacks, and prepared for white-knuckle combat!

The Japanese soldier Dazuo at the foot of the mountain looked at this group of young Chinese soldiers in the telescope, and his psychology was the same as that of other Japanese soldiers, extremely shocked!

He admitted that this was the first army he had encountered since entering China with such a strong fighting force and such a desperate death!

If this were the case with every Chinese army, then it would be impossible for Japan to win this war!

He has already begun to admire this Chinese army!

The two armies, one rushing from top to bottom, and the other rushing from bottom to top, became entangled in less than a moment!

When Zhao Zhenhua was killing, he used his spare eyes to catch a glimpse of two Japanese rushing towards him, he used the fastest speed to deal with the enemy in front of him, and then turned around, dodged a Japanese bayonet, turned around and lifted the broadsword from the bottom up, and then blocked the rifle of another Japanese soldier, and kicked the second Japanese man with a kick!

And the first Japanese saw Zhao Zhenhua dodge his attack and froze, and then brandished a bayonet and stabbed at Zhao Zhenhua!

At the same time, another Japanese soldier also stood up and stabbed at Zhao Zhenhua with a gun!

After Zhao Zhenhua slashed the bayonet of the Japanese soldier in front of him, before he could react otherwise, he was stabbed in the back by another Japanese soldier!

After the Japanese soldier saw that he had stabbed Zhao Zhenhua, he took advantage of the situation and pushed the rifle into Zhao Zhenhua's body. Don't forget to turn the gun yet!

Zhao Zhenhua instantly felt a burst of pain, he endured the pain and pulled the big knife backwards!

"Card Eraser"

The Japanese soldier who stabbed Zhao Zhenhua fell to the ground before he could react!

Zhao Zhenhua endured the pain and dealt with another Japanese soldier and finally he fell to the ground on his knees, he didn't lie down now because the big knife in his hand was supporting him!

Zhao Zhenhua slowly raised up and looked at the comrades who were still fighting on the battlefield.

And there are less than ten soldiers of the Eighth Route Army alive on the entire battlefield, that is. This war. After this Japanese charge, the curtain came to an end!

Zhao Zhenhua looked at the battlefield, but he didn't notice a Japanese soldier behind him, this Japanese soldier insidiously raised the 38 rifle in his hand, and the long bayonet was so dazzling in the sun!

"Poof"

The bayonet stabbed into the body, completely taking the life of this battle-hardened battalion commander!

Finally, the white-knuckle battle is over!

The strength of one battalion was able to withstand a wing of the Japanese army for eight hours!

Finally, after a few grenade explosions, this Shuangba Mountain resistance battle is completely over!