Chapter Eighty-Five: Death is the Soul of the Chinese Army!

Huayan Temple will inevitably become an endless nightmare for the army!

The army knew very well that the [***] squadron of Huayan Temple could not hold out for much longer, and even there were no more Chinese soldiers left on the position. But each time, they were beaten back by the Chinese soldiers.

Those attacking troops will never forget how they were repelled in the previous attack!

Those Chinese soldiers, their bodies were full of explosives, their hands were full of grenades, and as soon as the Japanese army approached the position, all that awaited them was the sound of "booming" explosions!

Kobayashi Chengqiu closed his eyes almost in despair.

Why? Why is this happening!

Since Jiangyin, he has suffered one blow after another from the Chinese, and not only can he not conquer the [***] team, but he can't even conquer those Chinese people!

From the beginning of the attack on Jiangyin to this point, his own brigade has rarely made three replenishments!

In front of the position of the squadron [***], his own brigade was badly wounded, but he did not get any combat merits!

"Throw, full power!"

This is the last order that Kobayashi Chengqiu can give

"Battalion commander, devil, devil is up again." The little bug said as he looked out of the field.

"How many more of us?" Yu Qingxiang gasped.

"I don't know, it seems, there aren't many people left."

"Oh." Yu Qingxiang said "oh": "Little bedbug, do me a favor and bring me a grenade." ”

The little bug struggled to put a grenade next to Yu Qingxiang, and then hung the string on the battalion commander's finger: "Battalion commander, I'm leaving." ”

Yu Qingxiang nodded: "Little bedbug, go all the way." ”

The little bug smiled, and his child-like face showed the purest and most innocent smile, but he suddenly cried again: "Battalion commander, I'm really leaving!" ”

"Go, little bug, remember that today is the 10th day of December in the 26th year of the Republic of China, and today is our sacrifice." Yu Qingxiang glanced at the little bedbug: "Don't be afraid of death, don't embarrass our 305 regiment." ”

The little bug cried out with a "wow", and said for the third time: "Battalion commander, I'm leaving, take care!" ”

As he spoke, he dragged his broken leg and rolled out of the position. In his hands, he held the string of the grenade deadly.

The little bug didn't even know what his name was, but he knew that he was still a little Hanako at that time, and he was dying of illness on the road. Later, he was seen by the battalion commander, who took pity on himself and took himself with him.

That day, the battalion commander used the American potion to help kill a lot of bed bugs and fleas on his body, and then he simply called himself "little bed bug".

The battalion commander always told himself and the officers and soldiers of the battalion: "Life, it is a medium [***] person, and death is a medium [***] soul!" ”

What is called the soul of the army, the little bedbug doesn't understand, the little bedbug understands a truth, to be a man, to know how to repay kindness. It was the battalion commander who saved himself, and now, it's time to give this life back to the battalion commander

Several soldiers cautiously surrounded them, and they saw a Chinese [***] man rolling all the way down from the position.

They found that the Chinese soldier was not dead, he was blinking at them, and he was actually a child.

The little bug is the first time to see a living soldier at close range, and there is no difference between him and his own appearance, why did he come to China with guns?

The little bug didn't understand, and while he was in tears, he said, "Hey! ”

Said that this soldier is stupid, what is this doll Chinese soldier doing?

"Baga!" Suddenly, one of the soldiers roared loudly.

Bursts of green smoke came out of the arms of this doll Chinese soldier

Looking at the panicked appearance of the soldier, the little bug smiled happily

Little Bug, formerly known as an unknown bug, the 305th Regiment was killed in the Battle of Nanjing on December 10, 1937 in the Qingxiang Battalion Communication Corps. Probably 15 to 16 years old.

This is one of the many Chinese soldiers who died in the Battle of Nanjing. Perhaps the only thing that sets him apart from others is that after he dies in battle, he doesn't even have a name.

These people can probably only be classified as "unsung heroes of the Anti-Japanese War".

But the Chinese nation relies on these famous or unknown heroes to defend it with their loyalty and lives.

They fulfilled their promise:

Death is the soul of the [***]!

The little bug and his companions did not die in vain!

Kobayashi Chengqiu put all the power in his hands into the attack on Huayan Temple, and he was completely unaware of the threat from the front line of Jiang's camp.

There, too, a large number of attacks were invested, and Kobayashi Chengqiu firmly believed that the direction of Jiang's camp would not pose any threat to him.

But he was wrong, it was Gao Fei who commanded the battle on the front line of Jiang's camp!

That can always create miracles on the battlefield, and it is very clear why Zhang Lingfu arranged himself in Jiang's camp, and always let himself stand still in the early stage of the battle!

Zhang Lingfu knew that if the army could not attack the frontal defense line of the 305th Regiment for a long time, it would definitely go around to the front line of Huayan Temple to attack and attack, and Huayan Temple was bound to be the tightest part of the entire 305th Regiment's defensive position.

But Zhang Lingfu was not worried, he knew that there was also a Gao Fei and his 6th company there!

Those officers and soldiers of the "Maeda Infantry Brigade" wearing military uniforms appeared in front of Kobayashi Chengqiu's command department, and suddenly took out light and heavy firepower and fired violently, Kobayashi Chengqiu's whole person was stunned!

Where did this come from? The entire defense line is struggling to support under the strong pressure of the Yue army, where did these Chinese come from?

"My name is Goofy!"

Looking at the officer in front of him, who was holding the command knife with both hands and an expression of disbelief, Gao Fei had no expression on his face.

Goofy? Goofy!

That "Chinese Grim Reaper" Gao Fei!

"Baga!" Kobayashi Chengqiu roared angrily.

"He's scolding you." Xie Yi, who was wearing a second lieutenant uniform, translated coldly.

"You don't need a translator for this, I understand." Goofy smiled coldly. Then he looked at Kobayashi Chengqiu carefully: "You say, how will you die?" ”

"Baga!" Xiao Lin Chengqiu roared again, then raised the command knife with both hands and pounced viciously towards Gao Fei.

Trapped Beast Fight! Xiao Lin Chengqiu swore that he was going to die like a soldier, such a shame, he would definitely not be able to continue to tolerate it!

An imperial infantry brigade that was in full advantage was unbelievably beaten in front of the command by the enemy, and he had no choice but to die!