Someone came, of course, it was Dong Debiao.

Dong Debiao didn't even glance at Gu Xiangyang and the others, and lowered his head and got into the temporary headquarters where Pu Yuanzhong was located.

Gu Xiangyang, who was crazy, just glanced at Dong Debiao, who was soaked as if he had just been fished out of the river, and then looked at the war horse that was foaming at the mouth and sweating down like rain from the horse's mane, he immediately stopped going crazy, turned around and yelled at the few remaining soldiers: "You only have ten minutes to drink water and eat, replenish everything you need - quick!" ”

Like him, Wan Tao also took action.

A few minutes later, when Pu Yuanzhong walked out of the temporary headquarters, all the remaining soldiers of the entire independent regiment were ready to go, and countless pairs of eyes were looking at Pu Yuanzhong!

"There is a small group of devils coming over with tanks, and the leader of the dragon team and their intelligence team are now desperately dragging this group of devils, and there is not much time left for us......"

Pu Yuanzhong clearly introduced the current situation in one sentence, and then looked up at the volcano who was still fighting fiercely: "Before dark, if our regiment can't defeat the remnants of Yoshino Harada, all the battle plans of our division this time will be destroyed in one fell swoop - this battle, we can only win, not lose!" ”

"Even if we die, we will die on the volcano!"

Everyone's eyes breathed fire and roared!

"The first battalion, the second battalion, follow me in the direction of the third battalion to serve as the main attack!"

"Gu Xiangyang, Wan Tao, you attack from the flank......"

"Blow the trumpet, the whole army will attack!"

Countless Japanese troops were desperately blocking the attack of the third battalion, stepping on the layers of corpses under their feet.

In the battle with the Independent Regiment, the Japanese army fought very badly, and the casualties were extremely heavy - the Japanese army of 1,78 is now less than 1,000 left!

If it weren't for the death order from above, or if it weren't for the fact that they were newly defeated and eager to make meritorious contributions......

In the face of such heavy casualties, I am afraid that Yoshino Harada would have ordered the evacuation and relocation long ago, rather than continuing to fight with the central part of Puyuan on the position less than two kilometers above the volcano......

But the morale of the Japanese army was not affected by the heavy casualties in the slightest!

Even with every attack, these devils had to step on layers of corpses that could not distinguish between friend and foe and rush up, but these devils were still full of morale, as if they felt that as long as they held on for even a few more seconds, victory would definitely belong to them......

This kind of morale is in stark contrast to the uncertainty that when facing the Jindong detachment, he is terrified anytime and anywhere, and he feels that he may die in the next second......

Even if the fighters of the Jindong detachment were more desperate than the fighters of the independent regiment, in the vast majority of cases, their casualties were much smaller than they are now, they were all the same......

Then, the devils saw the whole army of the Independent Regiment coming out, and the tide was generally surging from all directions, and heard the famous charging horn of the Eighth Route Army echoing in the sky......

The crowd, the trumpet, and the endless shouts filled the heavens and the earth with an indomitable determination, full of brazenness that either you die or I die!

But not only did those devils not flinch, but they seemed to be affected by the emotions of the soldiers of the Eighth Route, holding their bayonets and screaming, staring at their blood-red eyes and roaring again and again!

"Bageya Road, Tubalu is going to fight with us......"

"Dirt Eight Road, come on, I'm going to kill you all today!"

In the midst of these roars, Yoshinoharada Tunmoto was also sneering, looking at each other and saying: "It seems that we and the Tsuhachi Road in Puyuan are going to have a life-and-death showdown now—let's go up together, let these Tsuchibachi Roads see how powerful our Imperial Japanese Army is!" ”

As the words fell, the three of them each pulled out their command knives, pointed forward fiercely, and each took the lead, leading his troops to pounce on the volcano!

The sound of gunfire and shouts rushed to the sky at this moment!

At the same time.

In the field after the harvest, Zhang Ran took more than 100 people and continued to march towards the volcano!

The outposts are not too far apart, because there is no one to scout at all......

Not far away, there were a few small packets of wheat straw and sorghum stalks and the like, and the soldiers at the outpost had little interest in even checking them out—because along the way, they had encountered not a thousand, but eight hundred......

After the harvest is completed, the local people pile these wheat stalks, millet and orange stalks in the fields, and only after drying them do they take home as firewood, which is not surprising at all......

If it weren't for the usual training, a few outpost fighters would probably not have gone up to check at all.

Although I went up now, it was inevitable that I would be a little perfunctory, and I picked it with a bayonet casually, and it was over......

But this time, the moment the bayonet picked open the straw, the soldier was visibly stunned, because he saw a pair of eyes!

And then the shots rang out!

It's not the sound of rifle gunfire, it's the intense strafing of flower traps!

Ahh......hhh

Several outpost fighters barely had time to react, and they had already been shot and fell!

"Damn it, enemy attack!"

"Hidden ......"

Everyone who followed the tank immediately went into action, and the muzzles of their guns were densely pointed in the direction where the sentry was attacked!

"Little devil, take your life!"

Several haystacks scrambled to explode, and several underground party members rushed up from under them, shooting in the direction of the tank with guns......

I ...... grass

Seeing the fallen soldiers, looking at the appearance of the underground party rushing towards them with a look of death, Zhang Ran smashed the tank in annoyance - he knew that the situation he was most worried about had finally happened!

Because of poor communication, my own people beat my own people!

"Don't shoot, your own people!"

"We are from the Jindong detachment, which part are you from?"

Wang Wenping, the thin monkey and the others were also anxious to stomp their feet, and roared at the rushing underground party while dodging, completely unaware that more than a dozen war horses suddenly jumped up forty or fifty meters behind them!

Long Xin and more than a dozen underground party members each flew on the horse with a bundle of explosives, and the moment they got on the horse, they opened the fuse on the explosives package, separated like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and each pounced on Zhang Ran and the others......

The expression is the same tragic and generous, and the same death is at home......

Fortunately, Long Xin and the others finally heard the roars of many soldiers, quickly lowered their guns, reined in their horses, and cut off the fuse on the explosives package without directly throwing the explosives package into the advancing tank group......

Looking at the bodies of the five or six soldiers, the thin monkey king Wenping looked at Long Xin and the others with extremely unfriendly eyes - these heroic warriors were full of blood, but they failed to spill this blood on the battlefield where they fought with devils, but died of accidental injuries......

Even they couldn't help but feel aggrieved for these warriors!

But thinking that Long Xin and a dozen others faced tanks and a team of one or two hundred people, but they were still fearless of death, but no one really could bear to blame......

Both sides are just in the wrong place at the wrong time!

After all, if they are really devils, then what Long Xin and the others are doing now is to face a strong enemy, even if they know that they are invincible, they have the courage to draw their swords and face each other, even if they know that they are dead, they also have the courage to move forward The heroic feat is a portrayal of the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation!

Long Xin's face was pale, her chin was raised, and she behaved as always-as long as she did something, whether it was right or wrong, she would never regret it......

Only Zhang Ran, who was standing beside her, could see how sad she was now.

The long eyelashes that fluttered slightly, and the eyes that did not dare to look at the bodies of the soldiers who had been killed by mistake from beginning to end, were enough to prove how much self-reproach she felt in her heart now......

"Nobody wants that!"

Zhang Ran comforted: "And you didn't do anything wrong, after all, you don't know that these devils are fake by us - if you really want to blame, you can only blame me for not informing you in time......"

"In your heart, do you really think so?"

Long Xin asked, his voice slightly sour.

Zhang Ran nodded, because he knew that in this complicated battlefield, this kind of accidental injury was fundamentally unavoidable......

Someone even invented a technical term specifically for this situation - additive damage......

Seeing Zhang Ran's eyes, there was a flash of tenderness in Long Xin's eyes.

But it was only for a moment, and in the next second, she turned back into the strong warrior who was willing to give everything for her ideals, not a woman......

She said: "Give me the names of those fighters, and if the revolution succeeds in the future, as long as I don't die, my family will take care of them to the end - but now, there is not much time to delay!" ”

As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of the volcano twenty or thirty miles away!

If nothing else, the regiment should have launched a general attack on the volcano by now!

If it's too late, it'll be too late!

The bodies of the martyrs were simply placed, and their personal military uniforms had the number and name of the detachment on them, and the villagers who came later helped to collect them, and finally transported them back to the detachment martyrs' cemetery for burial.

The team set off quickly, and the tanks had increased to maximum horsepower.

Zhang Ran took out more than a dozen sets of military uniforms pulled from the little devil from the tank and asked Long Xin and the others to change them into.

Seeing Long Xin taking off his coat and putting on a devil's military uniform without hesitation while running forward, Zhang Ran couldn't help but feel heartache......

War is supposed to be a man's world.

But in this era of national ruin, how many women have stepped on the battlefield like men, and with their weak shoulders, they are making their own contributions to this war......

There are those who are fighting on the front line like Long Xin, and there are also those who are like the female health team members of the detachment, who do not sleep in order to treat the wounded......

It is all of us who work together to support the backbone of this ancient nation.

It was all of them who worked together to revive this ancient nation with blood, tears and bones, and to regain the once lost pride......