Under the leadership of brigade commander Hou Wanshan, all the officers and men of the 110th Brigade were not afraid of death and marched forward bravely.

Because the little devil was killed a lot in the process of charging, by this time, its strength was even much smaller than that of the 110th Brigade and the new regiment.

However, because the little devils believe in the spirit of bushido and have undergone strict military training before joining the army, their individual combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the officers and soldiers of the 110th Brigade.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded in the corner of the battlefield.

The brothers of the 1st Regiment and the 110th Brigade all knew what was going on, and it was a companion of theirs who chose the most heroic way of sacrifice and died with his opponent.

If necessary, they will also choose this way to end their own lives.

"Yaga! This horde of hateful chinas! ”

A little devil second lieutenant was cut on the arm by shrapnel from a grenade, and he was immediately furious, raised his katana and rushed towards a second lieutenant platoon commander of the 219th regiment in front.

The second lieutenant of the 219th regiment had just seen the little devil lieutenant's method of killing his companions, and he knew that he was by no means the opponent of this little devil lieutenant, but he still rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.

Sure enough, just a photo, the second lieutenant of the 219th regiment was cut a long cut on his waist by the little devil second lieutenant, the skin and flesh turned out, blood flowed out along the wound, and a large piece of military uniform that had just been soaked in rain on his waist was stained red.

"Ahh

Although this injury was not fatal, it also made him feel heart-rending pain, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

"Hahaha! Death to you, lowly China! ”

With a strange laugh in his mouth, the little devil second lieutenant raised his knife again and rushed forward, but as soon as he rushed out two steps, the little devil second lieutenant's footsteps stopped, and he looked at the second lieutenant platoon commander of the 219th regiment in front of him with a panicked expression.

I saw that he didn't know when, but there was already an extra grenade, and the most important thing was that the safety of this grenade had been opened, and white smoke was bubbling out.

"Yaga!"

After a roar, the little devil second lieutenant didn't care about continuing to kill the second lieutenant of the 219th regiment, so he turned around and ran into the distance, and the so-called bushido's spirit of not being afraid of death was thrown away by him at this moment.

"I want to run! No way! ”

The second lieutenant of the 219th regiment stared coldly, flicked his right arm, and flew directly behind the little devil lieutenant in his hand, and when he just hit him, the grenade exploded, and the timing was just right, so that it was too late for the little devil to lie on the ground and dodge.

The huge force generated by the explosion of the grenade directly blew the back of the little devil lieutenant open, and the huge impact force blew it several meters forward, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"!"

The platoon commander of the second lieutenant of the 219th regiment breathed a sigh of relief, originally he was ready to die, as long as this little devil did not retreat, or did not react, then the final result must be the death of both of them.

However, at this last moment, the little devil second lieutenant was instigated and chose to turn around and run away, which ended in the death of his dog, and the second lieutenant platoon commander of the 219th Regiment was very fortunate to survive.

This is probably the so-called narrow road encounter, the brave wins.

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The battle continues, and on the battlefield, the least valuable thing is human life.

The so-called human life is like a mustard, and this is probably the case, almost every minute and every second, someone falls down and never gets up again.

Originally, everyone was trampling on the yellow mud water to fight, but at this time, it has become a battle standing in the blood water.

Every time you step down, you will always trample on a ground of blood.

There was a slight smell of gunsmoke in the air, but it added a bit of blood.

When the knife sees blood, it is either dead or wounded.

The same is true of the officers and men of the 110th Brigade and the new regiment, as well as on the side of the little devils.

In terms of combat effectiveness alone, the little devil was originally far superior to the 110th Brigade and the new regiment.

However, under the suicidal attack of the officers and soldiers of the 110th Brigade and the officers and soldiers of the new regiment, the little devils did not take advantage of it, and even faintly fell behind.

On the battlefield, they had never encountered such a way of fighting, and these little devils couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while.

So much so that some little devils will have a trace of psychological shadow in their hearts when they fight with the 110th Brigade and the new group, because they don't know when their opponents will unreasonably take out their grenades and die with them.

Don't work hard, the officers and soldiers of the 110th Brigade and the new regiment will not be polite to them.

And desperately, if you force them to throw grenades.

This is definitely the most humiliating white-knuckle battle that the Japanese Ninth Division has ever fought, and it obviously has the strength to crush the opponent, but it can't play it at all.

The little devils are like a fierce tiger, and the officers and men of the 110th Brigade and the new regiment are like hedgehogs curled up, so that these little devils can't keep their mouths at all.

The most helpless thing is that you don't eat these hedgehogs, which in turn will bite you.

How do you want Nima to fight this battle?

For the first time, these little devils began to doubt the spirit of bushido, which they believed in.

The so-called horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying.

The little devils are the so-called horizontal, and the 110th Brigade and the new regiment are deadly.

Once a person dies, he will stimulate his endless potential and burst out with endless combat effectiveness.

This back and forth in morale made the officers and soldiers of the new regiment and the 110th Brigade faintly no longer fall behind when they fought with the little devils.

They are becoming more and more courageous the more they fight, while the little devils are more and more suspicious of life the more they fight, and they don't know how to fight this battle at all.

"Hahaha! Carefree! ”

Hou Wanshan was originally ready to lose, and then accompanied his brothers to die on the battlefield with the plan of the horse leather shroud.

However, when he saw that after using Yang Yun's strategy, they could actually fight with the little devil without falling behind, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

After a loud laugh, he raised his knife again and slashed at the little devils.

He is a practitioner, and his skills are very good, even if not the first in the entire 110th Brigade, he can definitely be called the top three.

At this moment, a big knife danced in his hand, and the little devil who died under his knife was even more ignorant.

Of course, this is also because of his brothers guarding him.

Compared with Hou Wanshan's complacency, the face of Ji Jia Ryosuke, the commander of the Ninth Division of the Japanese Army, was angry and turned into a pig's liver color.

If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have been killed by a new group of brothers.

However, even so, there were still a few pieces of shrapnel splashed on his body, although it was a minor injury, but it also made him feel pain for a while.

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(End of chapter)