Thundered......

Under the leadership of the captain, many Japanese soldiers carried the wounded and the corpses of countless Japanese soldiers who died in battle, such as mourning and retreating along the way they came, and the violent explosion sounded again, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were blown up into the sky together, and the scraps of flesh and blood sprayed everywhere, turning into a rain of blood!

"Ahhh......h

Countless Japanese soldiers lay on the ground in horror, the Japanese captain howled miserably, most of his legs were blown away, the terrifying stubble was hideously exposed, and blood sprayed wildly.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"These vicious Chinese people, they want to force us to death......"

Countless Japanese soldiers scolded in tears, and many of them even cried out in grief and indignation, shooting and howling at the cliffs on both sides like knives.

It's not because there are enemies on the cliff who have killed the rifles, they are purely venting their anger.

Because not only did the soldiers of the reinforced battalion lay an unknown number of mines on the way out of the valley, but also took advantage of the fierce fighting between the two sides in front and had no time to look back, they actually secretly planted mines on their retreat!

Caught off guard, not only were they killed a lot of their comrades, but they were almost reimbursed by the captain.

The military doctor was quickly bandaging the wounds of the captain, and the captain wailed and muttered something incessantly.

No one could understand his words, only that he was confused, but the most familiar adjutant could hear it, and the other party shouted: "Devil, those people are shameless devils......"

On the plain, Mao Ying's big bear and the soldiers of the reinforced battalion were galloping forward with Lu Yuan, and when they heard the explosions one after another in the rear, I don't know how many people laughed happily.

Although they had just lost more than forty brothers, they were still smiling happily, because the devil's loss was at least five or six times that of them!

One for five or six, you can close your eyes when you die!

"Dare to chase us, I'm impatient!"

"That's it, the enemy of our Sichuan Army Independent Regiment is dead, dead, dead, hahaha......"

Countless soldiers laughed wildly, such a happy battle, it was really enjoyable.

"It's still our head who is amazing!"

Mao Ying sighed with heartfelt emotion, looked at Lu Yuan, who was unconscious on the stretcher, and said to the big bear: "If we follow our previous fighting style, even if we can kill the same number of devils, it is estimated that the price paid is several times that of the current - the head of the regiment only woke up for a short while, and the loss of the devils was reduced by half, so I have to take it......"

"Yes, yes, in my life, the most admired is the head of the regiment!"

"Me too, the head of the regiment is not only good at fighting, but also specially recruits women to like it, the dragon girl Lin is so beautiful, she is ......"

Countless soldiers smiled, they didn't have the slightest worry about the road on the stretcher, for them, their own regiment commander didn't die from the rain of bullets, this little injury couldn't break him at all!

Not to mention that the little devils have not been completely eliminated now, even if Lord Yama wants to come to collect the life of the head of the regiment, the head of his own regiment will let Lord Yama dodge aside first and wait, and wait until he drives all the little devils out of China.

For Lu Yuan, they have god-like faith.

"Hmph, when the deserter was really powerful, you haven't seen it yet, hum hum ......"

The big dog bear raised his neck and said triumphantly with an expression of what is this: "I think when the deserters took us to fight devils in Shanghai, Nanjing, Jiangsu, it was a big scene, what is this-you don't have a chance to see it......"

Everyone admired it together, imagining that in the countless groups of devils, Lu Yuan took everyone to give the devils a head-on blow, imagining the scene after the ......

"They're back!"

At this moment, suddenly a soldier screamed, and more than a dozen soldiers rushed over from the rear to keep up with the team.

"How's it going, what's going on with the little devil?" The soldiers asked.

"The little devil came back too quickly, we only planted a dozen mines and had to evacuate......"

A soldier replied excitedly: "Killed more than a dozen devils, and killed the captain—the rest of the Japanese soldiers came in the direction of the mouth of the canyon again, and their faces were as ugly as the whole family died......

"This group of idiots, there are only a dozen mines in the direction of not leaving, but they want to go to our side, we have buried nearly a hundred mines here!"

"These laughing devils are really stupid......

The soldiers laughed and scolded, and the soldiers who came behind were dancing with their eyebrows and gesturing with those Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground one by one in order not to be killed, and moved forward inch by inch, striving to find clues to remove the mines, which caused bursts of laughter, because among those mines, there are many newly developed mines, and if one of them is moved, it is very likely to cause the explosion of the remaining mines.

Of course, the Japanese army did not know about this, but they had no choice.

Because there must be mines here, but after all, it is only a few hundred meters away from the exit of the canyon, and in the rear, it can be several miles, God knows how many mines can be buried?

This choice cost them dearly, because the soldiers walked more than a dozen miles, and they could hear explosions from time to time in the rear.

The sky is dark, and it is bright.

The siege of the Japanese army in Datong City has reached a crazy level, around every gap that has been blown up, Han Xiaolei Ding Shan commanded the soldiers of the Eighth Route and the Japanese army to fight to the death, repeatedly fighting, layers of corpses, piling up the opposite side near these gaps several meters high, and the blood water made the soil on the ground muddy.

"Withdraw, withdraw......"

The Japanese army was screaming and retreating quickly, and the overwhelming shells struck again, and they exploded incessantly in the ruined Datong City.

After the artillery bombarded the infantry, it could not be rushed, the infantry withdrew, and the artillery bombarded.

The artillery bombarded the infantry and charged.

This is the most famous tactic of the Japanese army summed up by the soldiers in the Anti-Japanese War, and at this moment, the Japanese army outside the city is also strictly implementing this tactic.

No one knows how much blood, tears and bitterness were included in the ridicule of the soldiers who wrote this ballad, because of these shelling, I don't know how many heroic soldiers died because of it, and they themselves did not have effective artillery support at all.

It can be said that this ballad is crying blood every word.

But now, the interval of artillery bombardment has become a rare opportunity for the soldiers of the Eighth Route who are struggling to hold on, and since the formation of the encirclement last night, the Japanese army has launched a non-stop large-scale attack, which has drained almost every soldier's physical strength.

The moment the cannon rang out, the exhausted soldiers fell asleep everywhere, until the little devils rushed up, and they woke up like machines to kill the enemy.

No one pays attention to the shells that explode around those who don't live around, because being killed is a relief, a life, and a blessing.