"It's all a bunch of good guys......"

Peng Xin looked at the soldiers who were still alive and wanted to engrave everyone's appearance into his mind.

He was thinking that if he could get out alive, with more than 100 people as the backbone, and give himself a year, he would be able to train an iron army that would make the devil puppet army fearful!

Whenever Peng Xin was thinking about something beautiful, Hao Xianglie would always jump out to remind him of the cruelty of reality.

It was like this before, and this time, it's still the same.

Hao Xianglie pointed to the Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers who were gradually restless in all directions and said: "It seems that the devil is finally going to join the war!" ”

The devils are going to war, then there will be no next wave of attacks.

In the next battle, either they will die or kill all the devils and puppet army.

But obviously, it is extremely unrealistic to kill all the devils and puppet army.

"Code, after fighting for half the night, it has always been Chinese beating Chinese, and the little devil is still laughing at us in the back We are dog eat dog!"

Peng Xin took a sip and roared: "Brothers, the enemy is coming to the door, this time the devil is coming, kill the second devil for one night, this time there is a real devil, give Lao Tzu a little clever, don't shout and beat the devil every day, and you haven't even touched a single devil's hair until you die, go to the Hades Palace and think about it, don't feel panicked......"

Hahaha......

Strange laughter rang out in the trenches everywhere, Pu Yuanzhong was laughing, Huang Liang was laughing, the few remaining soldiers of the sharp knife company were laughing, the recruits were laughing, and the seriously wounded were also laughing.

But no one moved.

They are not waiting for death, they want to save every ounce of energy, wait for the devil puppet army to come over, and vent every ounce of energy they have left on the devil puppet army.

Peng Xin also laughed, looked at Hao Xianglie with squeezed eyebrows, and said, "Political commissar, you see that my morale-boosting method is better than you, right?" If Lao Tzu doesn't die in this battle, it is estimated that it won't be long before you, the political commissar, have no need to exist in our detachment, Lao Tzu is alone, and you are noisy in front of Lao Tzu's ears all day long......"

"You won't be able to hear my noise if you want to!" Hao Xianglie replied.

"You want to be beautiful!"

Peng Xindao: "You are Lao Tzu's political commissar, and you have to follow Lao Tzu when you get to the underworld!" ”

Hao Xianglie ignored him, and just took out a notebook that recorded casualties and battle damage: "On March 27, 410 people of the Baishan detachment were surrounded by the Japanese puppet army near Qisongling outside the Changbai Mountains, and all of them, including the detachment leader Peng Xin, were killed, killing more than 300 enemies...... Political commissar, Hao Xianglie recorded. ”

After writing this, he wrapped the notebook in layers of tarpaulin and put it close to his body.

Although he clearly knew that if everyone died in battle, this record book would either fall into the hands of the Japanese puppet army or bury the loess with him, and it would be impossible for it to be handed over to the organization.

But Hao Xianglie did it anyway, because he felt that he should always remember something.

Although this battle, a clash of hundreds of people, is not a big battle at all, but so many people have spilled blood here, then there should always be a little noise.

Mortars began to roar, machine guns began to strafe.

Matsuno Shaoshang slowly drew his sword, pointed forward fiercely, and roared fiercely: "Warriors of the empire, the time has come to make meritorious contributions, for the sake of the emperor, kill ......"

"Kill!"

"Kill ......"

Mitohisa and Akagi Hashio also swung their swords in unison and pointed towards the position: "Kill them all......"

"Onboard ......"

"Long live the Emperor......"

All the Japanese soldiers roared like crazy, followed the footsteps of the puppet army that pounced on the first, and pounced fiercely on the position of the Baishan detachment.

"Come on......"

"Lao Tzu killed you bastards......"

All the people of the Baishan detachment finally changed from lying down to sitting or squatting in the trenches, and the roar was almost as strong as milk, and when they saw the faint roar of overwhelming the devil puppet army, they looked at each other and showed a slight smug smile.

What if they were all killed?

Losers don't lose battles, Lao Tzu at least roars louder than you!

At the same time, everyone stuffed the last ammunition into the chamber of the gun, which was supposed to be used in case of an opportunity to break through, but now, it seemed that the time had come.

In all these roars, Du Yunteng squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and wailed, he couldn't even cry now, he had seen so many tragic battles, his tears were gone!

"Look at it, look at it, there has always been only one end against my Great Japanese Empire, and that is death!"

Sanhe smiled smugly, waved his hand and asked several Japanese soldiers around him to continue as usual, set up Du Yunteng as usual, and even someone opened his eyelids to prevent him from closing his eyes.

The Japanese soldiers around them laughed proudly, which was their greatest pleasure in the middle of the night besides appreciating the tragic battle on the battlefield.

They were so proud that they didn't notice that on the snowfield not far away, there was a figure gradually approaching.

Da Da Da ......

Machine guns were firing wildly, rifles were firing in a row of bullets, and bullets were pouring out like a torrent of bullets!

Ahh......hh

Almost instantly, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell, and the remaining Japanese soldiers cried wolf, lying down, and screaming strangely.

Dozens of war horses were also subjected to crazy strafing, many of the war horses were beaten in the first time and the flesh flew sideways to the ground, neighing, while more frightened war horses broke free from the wooden nails that pierced into the ground, and ran madly, many Japanese soldiers tried to block the war horses, were directly knocked away, or stepped on by iron hooves, and the blood in their mouths spurted out of their mouths......

Matsuno's position, which was already in chaos, caused even greater chaos because of these war horses!

I don't know how many Japanese soldiers died in vain, I was watching the play and humming a song, but suddenly I was shot in the back, if these dead Japanese soldiers can still have any ideas, they must feel that they died too unjustly!

"Damn, what's going on?"

"Eight Grid Tooth Road, we have enemies behind us, we have enemies behind us......"

Countless Japanese soldiers were screaming and shooting aimlessly in response, and Matsuno Shogami was also screaming, trying to organize troops to counterattack, but now because the vast majority of them were engaged in the attack, their firepower was completely suppressed in an instant.

The Japanese puppet soldiers who were charging with the Japanese puppet army on both sides of Akagi Rinyu and Mitohisa heard the dense gunfire coming from behind, and when they saw the huge blow suffered on the position, they immediately fell into chaos, and at this moment they didn't know whether to go back and hold their positions, or continue to attack the positions of the Baishan detachment.

But their hesitation directly caused a gap in the formation of the three parties, a huge flaw!