"Are there any officers?" At this time, Chen San was pressing bullets into the empty chamber of the gun, and asked without looking at it.

"No, all of them are big-headed soldiers with steel helmets, and I don't see the devil officer." The sniper replied immediately.

"That's supposed to be the devil's heralds, it looks like they're about to retreat......" Chen San said with a 'click' of a new bullet.

Chen San not only has a calm and calm heart, but also a brain that is always awake, and when he saw from the scope that the Japanese soldiers who heard the sound of gunfire and shouts of killing began to panic, he sensed something.

At the moment, he didn't go to help fight those heralds, he was still aiming at the enemy on the battlefield, as long as his own soldiers were threatened, he would immediately shoot to relieve the siege, which was also one of the reasons why the Japanese army, which had an obvious advantage in strength, could not eat Liao Peng and Zhang Weidong's two companies in a short period of time......

"Deliver the commander's order! Fall back! Fall back...... Retreat all! The four Japanese heralds who rushed out immediately rushed along the trenches to the positions in front, and as soon as they approached the area of engagement, they immediately dispersed and shouted everywhere to convey the commander's order to retreat.

"Retreat ......" several surviving Japanese soldiers Cao Chang and Jun Cao, under the command of a second lieutenant officer, quickly organized the troops to retreat in the direction of the command post, and even the Japanese soldiers who were fighting gave up the opportunity to kill the enemy, separated from the opponent's weapons and quickly retreated, once the attack distance was opened, they would turn around and run.

"Battalion commander, the Japanese army has retreated! Let's charge. A platoon commander who followed Fu Zhiyong saw that the Japanese army had actually given up on continuing the attack and retreated, and immediately stood up and shouted happily.

"In the past, the two people told Liao Peng that they would stop the pursuit, immediately rescue the wounded, and immediately send someone to pick up the medical team and hurry up......" Fu Zhiyong didn't even look at the platoon commander, still staring at the battlefield in front of him and giving orders.

“…… Uh, yes, battalion commander, I'll do it right away. After the platoon commander touched a soft nail, the excitement was no longer so strong, and he hurriedly agreed, and ran to order the soldiers to split up.

"I will get carried away as soon as I win the battle, it seems that I have to discuss with Lu Fengying and consider replacing a new platoon commander......" Fu Zhiyong glanced at the platoon commander's back, said to himself with a calm face, and then walked straight out of the woods and walked in the direction of the battlefield, regardless of the two soldiers who flew forward past him to give orders......

"Battalion commander! Why let the devil escape? You don't want so many of our brothers to die at their hands...... Yes! Zhang Weidong wanted to rush up again to kill a few Japanese devils, but after receiving the order from the herald to stop the attack, he had to lead the remnants to stop, when he saw Fu Zhiyong who came over, he immediately went up with an angry face and asked, but unfortunately he was thrown to the ground by Fu Zhiyong with a big foot before he finished speaking, and he immediately bowed down in pain.

"Zhang Weidong! You rabbit cub who cares about human life, I can't wait to shoot you directly now, chase? What do you take to chase! Lao Tzu's entire two companies of troops, you look back and see how many are still standing! Your grandmother's ......" Fu Zhiyong fell with one foot, and Zhang Weidong pointed to his nose and scolded angrily.

"Battalion commander, you can't blame me for this, there is an open area of three hundred meters from the woods here, how can you fight if you don't rush to the front? Besides, my soldier was shot by a devil, can I watch it and not save it? Zhang Weidong glanced back at the situation on the battlefield, it was indeed as Fu Zhiyong said, but he still argued with anger on his face.

Now there are only forty or fifty soldiers left on the entire battlefield who can still stand, and there are also a lot of snorts and screams of pain coming one after another around the battlefield, these wounded and screaming are obviously Fu Zhiyong's soldiers, because the wounded soldiers of the Japanese army will never let the other party breathe even one more breath of Chinese air.

"Save! Did I save you! Do you remember what Lao Tzu told you when he set off? For one or two soldiers, you put me in five platoons! Lao Tzu's life of more than 100 brothers is not fate? You still have the face to say it's to save people......" The green tendons on Fu Zhiyong's forehead suddenly jumped up, and he yelled angrily.

"Battalion commander, huh...... My brethren...... Most of them died in battle......" Liao Peng was supported by two soldiers at this time, and as soon as he opened his mouth, tears of grief and indignation flowed, and he said in a choked tone.

Liao Peng had two knife wounds on his body at this time, although they were not serious, but the wounds also shed a lot of blood, and more importantly, his physical strength was almost overdrawn.

As soon as the company led by Liao Peng appeared on the battlefield, it became the main direction of attack of the Japanese army, almost half of the troops were pressed on his side, and when the Japanese army retreated, there were only a dozen soldiers left in the whole company who could still fight, if Fu Zhiyong and they appeared even two minutes late, it was possible that the whole army would really be wiped out, and then the Japanese army would turn its guns and attack in the direction of Zhang Weidong, then the remaining soldiers of these two companies would probably only be the machine gunners who were lucky enough to survive in the woods.

"I know, now is not the time to talk about this, you bandage the wound first, we must leave here immediately, you must not fall for me, Lao Tzu still expects you to lead troops for me." Fu Zhiyong hurriedly grabbed Liao Peng's side, dragged his arm with one hand and said anxiously.

"I'm fine, it's just the brothers......" Liao Peng glanced back at the battlefield and continued emotionally.

"You sober me up a little Liao Peng! It is the duty of our soldiers to go into battle to kill the enemy, and the gunfire is bound to be your life and death, and we have never been afraid or regretted in the face of tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers on Qixia Mountain, what is wrong with you now? Scared? Regretted it? Or have you become cowardly? Fu Zhiyong looked at Liao Peng's eyes and soon found that something was wrong, and as soon as he reached out, he grabbed his neck and shook it vigorously and shouted.

Now Liao Peng is indeed as Fu Zhiyong saw that something is wrong, he is not afraid, let alone regretful, but he can't face those dead comrades-in-arms and brothers, because the breakthrough in Nanjing has brought him too much psychological pressure, and the reason why he has not shown it is because he has not been stimulated by the outside world.

The attack on the small town of Yanziji did not show it because they did not suffer any casualties, and the attack on the Japanese transport convoy did not show it because the casualties were within the normal acceptable range, no matter how Liao Peng is also a soldier, a low-level officer who leads the team, and an elite gendarme who has undergone inhuman treatment training, but as long as it is a person, it has a mental pressure limit, and once it exceeds this standard line, then it is easy for people to have a mental breakdown.

Just like this battle, it was completely beyond the scope of what he could bear, all this could have been avoided, and these fallen brothers could have survived well, but because of a mistake in one link, everything could no longer be changed.

"Battalion commander, those brothers died because of my order, it was my responsibility, I didn't train them how to fight stabs, I didn't take them well, I was sorry for them......" Liao Peng looked at Fu Zhiyong's eyes and blamed himself sadly.

"It's not! It's not your fault, all the faults are caused by the Japanese devils, it was they who started this war, it was they who didn't give us more time to prepare and train the team, your soldiers are very brave, you look back at the corpses of the devils who fell in front of their bayonets, they are heroes, they are our honor, you can't insult their reputation because of self-blame, that is an insult to them, do you want to make them die like this! Fu Zhiyong grabbed Liao Peng's neck and reprimanded loudly.

"Battalion commander, I was wrong...... Liao Peng's originally scattered and confused eyes slowly regained his vigor, pushed away the two soldiers who were supporting him, endured the pain and stood straight in front of Fu Zhiyong, slowly raised his lowered head and said firmly, letting the tears on his face and the blood from the wounds on his body remain, standing upright like a sculpture.

"Okay, you're a commander, so you have to keep moving forward with the rest of your brothers, and I won't allow you to retreat and fall until your heart stops beating, because we're the elite of the Chinese army, and we're the Chinese gendarme." Fu Zhiyong moistened his eyes and nodded affirmatively, patted his shoulder and said with relief.

"Yes, battalion commander! I won't fall until my heart stops beating! Liao Peng immediately saluted and shouted.

"Gift in return! Let's go and take care of the wounds, then count the number of people and take care of the wounded, and when the medical team arrives, we will leave as soon as we arrive. Fu Zhiyong replied with a standard military salute and said.

"En......" Liao Peng put down his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, nodded his head and left with the support of the soldiers.

"Zhang Weidong, you have seen it all, this is my soldier, an elite Chinese military policeman, a Chinese military police who almost had a nervous breakdown because of one of your wrong decisions." Fu Zhiyong looked at Liao Peng, who was leaving, and the wounded who were gradually rescued, and said in a deep voice without looking back.

"Battalion commander, it's all my responsibility, I was wrong, I'm fully responsible." Zhang Weidong curled up and struggled to stand up, the anger on his face was gradually replaced by deep guilt, and he closed his eyes and said with a painful face.

"You're responsible? You can't afford to pay this responsibility for the rest of your life, and if you want to atone for your sins, wash it away with the blood of your enemies. Fu Zhiyong snorted coldly and said, although Fu Zhiyong was distressed to death, but now even if Zhang Weidong is shot, it won't change anything at all.

"I know the battalion commander." Zhang Weidong lowered his head and responded.

"Lift your head up for Lao Tzu! You are a Chinese soldier, your head can never be lowered, even if you die, you have to die with your head held high and your chest held high, don't let me see you like a bear again in the future. Fu Zhiyong looked at the decadent Zhang Weidong and reprimanded.

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" Zhang Weidong's body was immediately shocked, and then he raised his head and replied loudly.

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