The devil who got up in a hurry was no better, and more than 100 cold bayonets in the eighth company immediately stood up in front of the devil's eyes, and the slow reaction was stabbed in half.

Those who reacted quickly had the opportunity to pick up the military spur and stab the Chinese soldiers, but in front of the imposing soldiers of the Eighth Company, the resistance of the Japanese army, like a praying mantis blocking the car, was dispensable.

It stands to reason that a squadron of Japanese infantry is more than enough to deal with an infantry company of the Chinese army, and it is not inferior to an infantry battalion.

But now the problem is that after this round of mortars, machine guns, and grenades, there are not many devils who can stand up, plus the injured, really combat-effective devils, that is, only one-third stronger.

These one-third of the devils, about a team of more than 50 people, are also frightened birds at the moment, how can they have high morale to deal with the repeated impact of the overwhelming Eighth Company.

The commander of the eighth company was originally a bloodthirsty murderer, and the several apprentice platoon commanders under his command were also well known, and the combat style of the entire eighth company was a lifeless force.

As for whether it can be won? Can you get out of it all the way? These are not what the Eighth Company considers, what the Eighth Company considers is very simple, that is, it must kill the enemy to the fullest.

It doesn't matter if you kill the enemy and kill the fun, even if you lose, if you don't have fun killing, even if you win, it's also boring, even like mourning.

At this time, the dog's legs took the lead, for fear that the soup would be drunk, and the shell gun in one hand and the big knife in the other hand killed a bloody road in front, almost invincible.

A group of soldiers behind him, under the leadership of the company commander, fell into a mad demon, did not know the pain of life and death, moved forward bravely, fought hard when he caught the devil, and vowed not to retreat if he did not kill the devil.

And this time is very coincidental, last night was December 12, the 28th year of the Republic of China (1939), and now in the early morning, it is already December 13.

December 13, this day, for the current Chinese, may be just a day, there is no special meaning.

For the entire Chinese people at that time, December 13 was a day of national shame, a day of national calamity, and a bloody day deeply engraved in the hearts of every Chinese people.

Two years ago today, on December 13, 1937, the Japanese army caused the Nanjing Massacre in Nanjing, where hundreds of thousands of unarmed soldiers and civilians were slaughtered.

In the early morning of this day, Luo Zhicheng and the backbone of the three battalions rushed to kill in Nanjing City in that almost desperate battle.

Because whenever this death day comes, Luo Zhicheng doglegs and them, the entire three battalions, do not need to be mobilized, everyone knows that blood debts can only be repaid with blood, and there is no other way.

As early as yesterday, the Central Military Commission issued a general mobilization for the winter offensive against the Japanese army, demanding that all units participating in the war must kill more Japanese troops on the day of national shame and national shame in order to avenge the country.

The Chinese army's choice of this day to launch the general offensive of the winter offensive shows a kind of unyielding will to resist the war and a resolute determination to repay the debt with blood.

As a strategic attack force directly under the Central Military Commission, the 74 th Army has to assume more responsibilities at this moment, live up to expectations, kill more devils, and repay the country's kindness and revenge.

As an army and division level, we must have such an awareness, if most of the previous Seventh Company was to survive, eat, and simply kill devils to take revenge, now the Third Battalion is obviously different.

In the past, when he first became the commander of the Seventh Company, Luo Zhicheng would say emotionally that he would take his brothers home, even if they were sacrificed on the battlefield, and he would bring the ashes and remains back to his hometown.

Later, Luo Zhicheng never mentioned this matter again, knowing that it was too difficult, it was almost impossible to do, and what he couldn't do, he would say less or even don't say it.

But the country is like this, why do you want to be at home? The country is almost gone, what hometown are you talking about? This country, everywhere, is your own home, your own hometown.

In other words, if you die anywhere in this country, you will die in your hometown, and you don't need to go back to your hometown in the narrow sense.

Qingshan is buried everywhere, why is the hot land not hometown?

The mind is like this, and it is naturally quiet. In addition to worrying about his family, Luo Zhicheng is indeed not afraid of life and death, the army commander and division commander are all dead, why can't he die as a small battalion commander?

Sacrifice for the country, and then die.

If you follow the thinking of rural people, now that you have a queen and a son, the incense will go on, and it doesn't matter if you die.

Of course, if you don't have to make unnecessary sacrifices, you can't do it, stay and practice the ability to kill the enemy, you must give full play to it and kill more enemies, that is, be loyal to the country.

The dog's legs are similar, before he joined the army, the son of the family was born, he was originally a martial arts practitioner, and he had long been humbled by the master.

But after experiencing these years of blood and fire in the War of Resistance, I have seen too many tragic situations, and the sense of justice of the people who practice martial arts in their hearts has been aroused, and they are inseparable from the devils, as long as they see the devils, they must be killed as soon as possible.

At this time, he killed vigorously, cut off the head of a devil with a knife, shouted happy, and solved a devil who came from a sneak attack around him with one shot.

The other soldiers of the Eighth Company, in the face of devils, whether they were injured or surrendered, were all killed, and they all had a characteristic, they liked to cut off the heads of devils.

Even if the devil dies on the ground, he will go up and cut off his head with a knife, and sometimes when the big knife is blunt, he will cut it little by little, or even saw, and he will get the devil's head off, so that he doesn't care about blood, or even prefers it.

This habit of bloody tribal battles similar to the feudal era has been carried forward and magnified by the Eighth Company.

In fact, the devil is also the master of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, seeing that the Eighth Company is so bloody and cruel, some of the devil soldiers are even more frightened at the moment with weak legs and feet, and they have no strength to escape.

The devils have a habit of preferring to die in battle rather than be beheaded, and they believe that those who have their heads cut off will not be able to find their hometown, and will become lonely ghosts.

Whether it is faith or custom, the devils themselves obey it in this way, but if they kill the Chinese, they will not follow this custom, and in two years in Nanjing, how many Chinese soldiers and civilians have had their heads cut off by the devils.

Therefore, Balian not only returned a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood, but even a head for a head, regardless of how much the devil cares about the head, the more he cares, the more he has to cut it off.

The remaining squad of devil soldiers in this squadron, seeing more than 100 people in the Eighth Company, went to cut off the head of every Japanese soldier with no fate.

That kind of bloody scene did not inspire the revenge of the devils, but broke their will to fight.

Especially when the bayonet is red, once the will to fight is broken, no matter how powerful the enemy is, he will only become a cow and sheep to be slaughtered.

A squad of devil soldiers was constantly caught, hunted, and beheaded by the soldiers of the Eighth Company, and the remaining dozen devils, including the squadron leader, finally understood at this moment that they had to confess in this unknown place in this life.