The Japanese had retreated and fled in a hurry.

The speed is much faster than they can attack. Even, the crazy Chinese make them not even have the courage to look back, for fear that when they turn back, the Chinese are still desperately shooting. At this time, run faster than your companions.

。。。。。。。

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the poisonous gas that had long since stopped projecting and had become thin was almost swept away.

"Huhu~~" The lieutenant leaned against a large rock and ripped off his mask, panting heavily.

However, after three or five minutes of fighting, almost all his physical strength was exhausted, and his body, which felt that there was not much water, was sweating again.

Large beads of sweat ran down his somewhat burnt cheeks, which was tired and painful.

During the battle, he killed three devils in a row, but the last devil fought with him for three minutes, and at the same time that his bayonet pierced his ribs, the devil's bayonet also grazed his waist, only a few centimeters, and almost pierced him.

Rao is like this, the sharp 38 bayonet also picked up the military uniform, and even took away a full two taels of flesh without stabbing the vital point. The intense vertigo from massive blood loss and lack of hydration caused the lieutenant to bite his lower lip hard to keep himself awake.

Huan Shou looked at the several figures on the battlefield in the twilight, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "There are still a few alive, report to Lao Tzu." ”

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Four"

。。。。。。。

"Fourteen" finally responded with a somewhat weak voice, and the battlefield fell into calm again.

Except for the heavy breathing of the soldiers, no one answered.

The lieutenant closed his eyes in pain.

Thirty-four people, after a battle, only fourteen were left who could still promise, and most of them were lost.

However, the thirteen of them rushed out of the trenches in the hope that the brothers would be alive and well!

"Watermelon on dog days, the special mother's son will come back to you later." The lieutenant roared angrily and ordered: "Those who can still breathe and walk the aisle, let Lao Tzu find all the brothers and bring them back to the position, and no one is missing." ”

"Company commander, you're wounded, you go back first." A familiar voice sounded beside the lieutenant.

The lieutenant turned his head and looked, his mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Lao Zhang, dog day, luck, no injuries at all, much stronger than Lao Tzu." ”

The second lieutenant, who was already in tattered military uniform but unscathed, had anxiety on his face, "Company commander, you hurry back to the position, the little devil of the dog day will definitely shoot artillery to retaliate against you later." ”

"Hehe, fire the cannon, then let them come! Lao Tzu's infantry company now has a combat squad left, and I'm afraid that he will waste some of their shells, so it's okay! The lieutenant smiled fearlessly.

Looking at the more than 100 devils who were still retreating rapidly hundreds of meters down the mountain, there was an indescribable gloom in their eyes: "It's just that we may not be able to complete the military orders given to us by the division headquarters and regimental headquarters." ”

"Company Commander 。。。。。" The lieutenant's voice was choked.

Looking back at the faltering soldiers who were gradually gathering, the lieutenant's somewhat gloomy gaze gradually became determined.

Reluctantly sighed: "Brothers, go, the military song and the five tiger generals, get up, take the brothers home." ”

After speaking, he stood up, lifted a 38 big cover next to him and carried it on his back, walked a few steps forward, and saw a soldier lying on the ground with a bayonet stuck in his back and piercing him with the devil under him, with half an ear in his mouth.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he didn't need to look at his face, he knew that it was the leader of the third class, and he was also his fellow villager.

Pulling out the rifle with the bayonet and throwing it away, he squatted down and pulled away the arms of his brother, who was still warm but unusually forceful, and with the assistance of the soldiers around him, he put the body of the third squad leader on his back, his face against the face of his sallow and pale brother, and the lieutenant's hoarse and desolate voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The warriors of the Three Kingdoms are brave, Zhao Zilong is the first to be recommended, and he is a hero in front of Changban Slope; There is also a Zhang Yide, when he ascended the Yang Bridge, there was a continuous click, and his throat broke the bridge, scaring off millions of soldiers。。。。。。 ”

First one, then several, then all.

With a cry, but more than a roar, even if the vocal cords have been eroded by poisonous gas. It wasn't even much of a tune, but with a bit of Qin's unique high-pitched and desolate military song, it resounded throughout the battlefield.

In the twilight, the soldiers were either carried alone or in two, and if they were wounded, they were carried in groups of four, and the bodies of the soldiers they had searched first were carried to the position forty meters away.

At that moment, they were not afraid of any artillery fire, no machine gun fire, they just wanted to take their brother's body home with them. Return to the place where most of the brothers in the company died in battle.

Since they are brothers, they can't be left behind, even if it's only a distance of forty meters.

A thousand meters away, Zhang Shijun, who had been holding the telescope and not putting it down, burst into tears in an instant.

He couldn't hear the singing coming from that distant position, but he could see it. He could see his soldiers jumping out of the trenches, stabbing the Japanese in the chest with bayonets with the help of the mountains, and at the same time he was stabbed through himself, and he could even see a soldier surrounded by several Japanese soldiers who were about to be stabbed to death with a knife, but he brazenly pulled a grenade, and the violent explosion blew him to the ground, and at the same time, it also took the lives of at least three little devils.

It was that explosion that completely blew up the little devil's heart, and one person ran to drive more than a dozen runners, and finally the little devils with more than 100 people left retreated like a tide.

It turns out that the Japanese are not gods either, they are also afraid of death. They will also be cowardly after meeting Chinese soldiers who are braver than them.

Yes, in this counterattack battle, the Fifth Infantry Company under his command won completely.

However, as a general of a hundred battles, the colonel's heart is still like a knife. On the battlefield in the twilight, his soldiers can still stand, but there are only more than ten people.

That means that the most elite infantry company under his command has become, an infantry squad.

"Telegraph to the division headquarters, there are only more than ten people left in the fifth company, the No. 1 position is about to be captured by the Japanese invaders, when can our regiment be withdrawn, please ask the division headquarters for instructions." The colonel, who silently lowered the binoculars, slowly ordered.

Although this battle was won, the fifth company, which had only a dozen or so men left, could not resist the next round of attacks by the Japanese invaders. Five in a row, it's over.

He knew that not only was the fifth company finished, but with the fall of the No. 1 position, the Japanese would mount the infantry guns on the No. 1 position, and the 70-caliber infantry guns with a range of up to 3,000 meters could attack all the positions in Xuehua Mountain. The entire line of defense will collapse. If it is not withdrawn, the entire regiment will also be divided and surrounded one by one, just like the fifth company, and the whole army will be annihilated.

On the Japanese army's position more than 700 meters away, the Japanese soldier Shaozuo, who had also been holding a telescope and had not dropped it, looked like an eternal stone.

Even when he watched the more than 100 infantry under his command be driven off the battlefield like pigs by dozens of Chinese soldiers who suddenly jumped out of the trenches.

Although he didn't hear the roar of the infantry captain, and his stone-like face couldn't make people see his anger, everyone knew that the anger burning in His Excellency's chest was comparable to the scorching heat of the 105 howitzer fire.

All the Japanese troops took the initiative to stay away from the supreme commander of the front, for fear of being used as a scapegoat by him. This is the precedent of using a command knife to cut a second lieutenant squad leader who voluntarily retreated without a military order.

"Chinese, what are you shouting?" Without looking back, the Japanese soldier Shaozo asked slowly.

"It's like singing, a Chinese song." The leader of an infantry squadron, who was four or five meters away from him, replied stiffly.

Half-loud and speechless.

"These Chinese are really tenacious!" After a long time, the Japanese army Shao Zuo sighed.

"Your Excellency Captain, can you inform the artillery brigade to open fire, maybe you can annihilate it in one fell swoop?" The Japanese lieutenant saw that the commander was not as angry as he intended, and at the same time he picked up the binoculars to look at the vague but slow-moving figure on the top of the mountain, and asked.

"Smack" greeted him with a big-eared scraper, and he almost didn't fan the telescope away.

"Yaga! Chinese, everyone knows to bring the remains of their soldiers back to the trenches, don't you know? How many Imperial warriors are buried there on that battlefield? "The Japanese soldier who finally found a punching bag roared loudly." What's more, a dozen Chinese, do we still need the assistance of artillery? Idiot. ”

"Hey!" The Japanese lieutenant who suffered an unwarranted disaster to block the gun for his pig teammates had a red face that was fanned, and his feet were together and his head was bowed.

"Order that Nishikawa's stupid squadron to repair for 1 hour, and immediately launch an attack after 1 hour, and tell him that if he can't attack a position defended only by infantry squads this time, then he doesn't have to come back, and he will serve His Majesty the Emperor by cutting himself!" The Japanese Shaozo turned around and didn't look at the position above, and coldly dropped an order.

On the battlefield, there was calm again.

The Japanese troops did not move, just watching the dozen or so Chinese soldiers on the position, who were already fearless, carrying the seriously wounded and the remains back and forth.

Watch as they take off gas masks, take off water bottles, guns, bullets and grenades, and steel helmets from the corpses left on the battlefield.

Even, the mending knife for the seriously injured soldiers who have not completely lost their breath.

No Japanese guns fired in retaliation.

However, everyone knows that in this strange calm, there is the next **stormy attack.

The Chinese, too, know.

Even themselves, they didn't think that they would resist the next round of attacks.