Lingjiang Fortress.

The ground was full of ruins and broken walls, and the ground was covered with shell craters, like scars on the head of an ugly leprosy.

The smoke of gunpowder was rising, and together with the corpses soaked in water on those positions, they spoke of endless desolation......

Even the sound of the murmuring river sounded like a whimper at this moment......

The fierce battle has lasted for more than 20 days, and under the indiscriminate bombardment of Japanese artillery and aircraft, those soldiers have stubbornly held their positions with their blood and lives......

They fell, draining the last drop of blood, only the wounds on the corpses silently told of their bravery and fearlessness in life......

It's just that I don't know if anyone remembers, because here, there is not even the person who buried the remains of them.

The little devil rushed up again, and the black sea was like a locust in transit.

Hundreds of scarred fighters began to load bayonets.

Although the Japanese army was still hundreds of meters away from them, they were already beginning to prepare for a white-knuckle battle!

"Withdraw!"

The officers standing on the broken wall saw that the ammunition had already run out, and many soldiers who seemed to be in a trance because of continuous high-intensity combat and had not eaten for several days gave orders.

No one spoke, and no one left.

He just clenched his weapon and waited quietly.

"You've done enough, there's no need to continue making unnecessary sacrifices...... officer said.

"Seven or eight thousand people, all of them are dying here, where can Lao Tzu go?"

Finally someone began to roar, and there seemed to be blood flowing from their staring eyes.

The officer didn't speak, he knew that the hearts of his subordinates were dead on this battlefield, and what could he do if he withdrew?

"Then, let's have a destiny!"

The officer finally spoke, and then crossed the broken wall with his rifle in his hand, and launched a silent charge at the Japanese army that was coming in the dark.

It seems that behind him, there are thousands of brothers who are still following him.

Then he was thrown down.

Countless Japanese soldiers stepped over his corpse and rushed into the already battered fortifications.

Almost as soon as the Japanese army rushed into the fortifications, the piercing shouts of killing immediately rose into the sky, as if they were about to tear their throats......

On the far flank of the fortress there was a bridge, which a detachment of soldiers was ordered to garrison.

The steel tank roared and circled like a giant beetle that had rushed into an ant colony, knocking down and shaking off one after another those who pounced on him like ants.

After the tanks, there was a scuffle.

Dozens of soldiers and the Japanese army were entangled to the death, like a desperate herd of beasts, stabbing and biting, doing everything they could......

Kang Ting, the platoon commander with a young shell and an old soul, pinched the neck of a Japanese soldier, and gnawed on the face of the Japanese soldier with a big mouth like a wild dog, and he could even hear the sound of his teeth rubbing against the cheekbones of the Japanese soldier......

The Japanese finally stopped moving......

But Kang Ting was still struggling to pinch the neck of the Japanese soldier, his arms were exposed due to excessive exertion, his eyes were about to fall out of his sockets, his mouth let out a beast-like whine, and blood was dripping from the fresh flesh......

At this moment, he had completely turned into a beast, and his soul had long since disappeared......

On the battlefield, it is extremely difficult to stay awake.

There was a crunch, so harsh.

The voice finally pulled Kang Ting's distant soul back into the exorcism.

Then he saw the few soldiers who were left around the tank.

The screeching sound was made by one of the guys wielding a large blade - even when he swung his knife, it was like swinging a hoe, slashing at the tank like a hoe......

"Gua Wazi ......"

Kang Tingle even squirted out the flesh in his mouth with blood, tears and snot.

Of course, it's not just the guy who wants to split the tank with a big blade.

There was also a guy holding a few smoke-emitting grenades, pressing on top of the tank and screaming after the guy who ran......

In the loud explosion, the guy was completely torn apart......

There was an extra circle of black smoke and a small dent on the tank......

"Why don't you know how to have a long memory—the braincase?"

Kang Ting shook his head and stomped his feet in annoyance, but there was no sadness.

As a veteran of the Sichuan Army in the three major battles of Songhu, Nanjing, and Xuzhou, he has long been surprised by death.

He began to look around, searching for explosives bags and stuff.

It was indeed found for him, but in a group of devils.

His robed brothers have long since become corpses at the feet of those devils.

"Give the dynamite bag to Lao Tzu - look at Lao Tzu!"

Kang Ting shouted, as if he wanted the corpses to come back to life, and at the same time throw the explosives bag to himself, but also to see how he cleaned up the little devil's tank.

The corpses continued to lie quietly, ignoring him.

It's the devils who are screaming and surrounding!

"Lao Tzu asked you to pack the explosives to Lao Tzu!"

Kang Ting was obviously angry, this time it wasn't at those corpses, after all, he really couldn't ask too much for the dead.

"Lao Tzu hacked you to death!"

Kang Ting rushed at the devils with a large twisted blade, as if he wanted to take these devils who dared not to pack explosives to himself.

"Yaga ......"

A devil laughed strangely, waved his hand and asked his colleagues around him to sweep the battle for him, and he held his bayonet to meet him, and took advantage of the situation to open the big blade, beware of stabbing!

But this devil never thought that Kang Ting's big blade was a false trick at all!

At the moment when the big blade was picked open, Kang Ting had already crashed into the arms of the little devil, roared wildly, and ran wildly, and fell out of the gap in the bridge together!

"Eight Grid Tooth Road ......"

The Japanese soldiers were shocked and rushed forward to rescue, but where was the time?

In the turbulent river, Kang Ting fiercely pressed the devil's head into the water, and with the pride of succeeding in his treacherous scheme, he shouted provocatively at the devil monster on the bridge: "Why do you think Lao Tzu is the same as those melon skins? Lao Tzu is a veteran...... Littlefinger can kill you turtle sons! ”

Seeing the Japanese soldiers struggling in the water, they were about to be drowned alive, and a group of Japanese soldiers opened fire in a rage......

Bullets whizz!

Miraculously failed to hit Kang Ting!

Kang Ting didn't hide, just went with the flow, pressed the Japanese army that had gradually lost resistance, stared at those devils provocatively, and gradually moved away......

Finally, a small number of soldiers withdrew from the battlefield and retreated to the rear.

Along with them, there are also a large number of ordinary people.

Panic and uneasiness were written on every face.

The Eighth Route Army of the Independent Regiment, under the leadership of Pu Yuanzhong, quickly advanced forward, and passed by these defeated soldiers and fleeing civilians.

"Do you sell guns or not? Bullets, shells, shells, everything, we don't need money to exchange for food......"

The soldiers of the logistics department surrounded the refugees, collecting what they could collect, asking about the movements of the Japanese army, and at the same time showing the routed civilians what direction was safer.

"The Lingjiang fortress has been lost, and the large Japanese army is stationed in the fortress, and only a small force is advancing outside, while looting grain and grass......"

Soon, some soldiers came back and told Pu Yuanzhong the basic situation here.

The soldiers grinded their teeth in annoyance when they heard this, and said in their hearts that they should hurry up, but they were finally a step too late.

Although the current strategy is guerrilla warfare, destroying the enemy on the move, rather than attacking and defending positions with the Japanese army, watching the Japanese army break through the Lingjiang fortress will be able to expand to the surrounding area with the Lingjiang fortress as the center in the future, and the activity space of the troops will be greatly compressed, and everyone is still angry in their hearts.

"Afraid of what?"

Pu Yuanzhong said: "Even if the little devil can't capture the Lingjiang Fortress now, but sooner or later it will be occupied by them, now the enemy is clear and I am secret, we just take this opportunity to catch the little devil off guard - Long Xin, your intelligence work, spread it out to me immediately, even if the little devil just robbed a chicken from the villagers' house, I have to know any details...... Gu Xiangyang, you are moving towards the west, ready to lure the enemy at any time! ”

"Yes!"

Everyone yelled at the order, and then said with a blank look: "Commander, our ammunition is too small, and when we encounter devils, we can't let the brothers always spit on devils......"

"This kind of thing is looking for the military, don't come to me!" Pu Yuanzhong said unceremoniously.

When the quartermaster heard this, he looked at the company commanders and platoon commanders who were staring at him and wanted to tear him alive, and he wanted to cry out......