There weren't many devils in the fingers, in order to surround the three battalions and capture them, when the devils surrounded them in the back, they just searched around the fingers, and after finding that there was no one, they all withdrew, and continued the previous mission. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So when the third battalion counterattacked, there were only some devils in the finger who didn't have time to retreat and retreated inside, trying to keep the soldiers of the third battalion out.

However, the addition of Qin Han's ruthless character made the cleaning work inside the finger extremely simple.

Maybe the body has really been optimized, in terms of speed, Qin Han has not used all his strength, he can already reach the previous speed, and sometimes even some unintentional movements will bring out a trace of afterimage.

In less than two minutes, more than a dozen devils hiding in the finger were easily killed by Qin Han, and the fully automatic GLOCK18 exerted super strength in him, and in the narrow finger tunnel, there was almost no bullet, and before the devil could react, the 9mm warhead had been sent into their heads.

"How is it, old grandson, can you live on it?" Getting rid of the devil in the Linzhi, Qin Han returned to the entrance of the Linzhi, squatted behind the bunker and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth while chewing and asking.

"No problem, how are you? Recovered, right? Sun Changzhong was still more concerned about Qin Han's physical condition, and just now he was frightened by Qin Han's stiff state.

"It's okay, it's recovered." Qin Han smiled and continued: "If you can resist it, I'll contact the division headquarters first and see how the situation is over there." ”

"There you go. Now we just need to hold on here, it's not a big problem. Sun Changzhong replied while hugging the fire, although he said that there was no problem, anyone could see that he was nervous now.

The devils have given up their intention to capture them, and the attack has become more and more ferocious, mortars and grenadiers are bombarding them like money, if it were not for the fact that it was built in the form of permanent fortifications, I am afraid that it would have been destroyed long ago.

"Then you hold on first, and I'll get in touch." patted Sun Changzhong on the shoulder, and Qin Han turned around and returned to his finger again.

"Old horse, old horse, is the artillery regiment in place?" Through Wangcai, Qin Han connected the communication of the division.

"Not yet, I have encountered a little difficulty, some devils have been chasing after the three regiments, and they must be killed before I can support you." Ma Shuren quickly responded, and after introducing the situation, he asked, "How are you doing?" Did you evacuate to safety? ”

"The casualties are too great, we can only withdraw to Linzhi, if the artillery regiment is ready, open fire immediately, the third battalion will soon be unable to hold on." Looking at the exhausted soldiers of the third battalion, Qin Han said.

"I have sent a regiment of cavalry to meet the three regiments, you hold on a little longer, and soon the artillery will support you." Ma Shuren's side was quiet for a while, as if he was listening to some report, and didn't respond to Qin Han until about a minute later.

"Okay, just hurry up." Knowing that Ma Shuren was commanding the overall battle, Qin Han did not occupy the channel for too long, and hung up the communication after finishing the matter.

"How is it, Old Qin, what did the division commander say?" During the time when Qin Han was on the phone with Ma Shuren, Sun Changzhong had already been replaced, and he was re-dressing the wound that had just been temporarily treated.

"The third regiment is in trouble, it was bitten by the devil, and the artillery regiment withdrew with them, so we can only rely on ourselves now." Qin Han shook his head and said.

Counting the remaining magazines of the G36 rifle, I found that there were only a pitiful four, quite a bit of a frame that had run out of ammunition, and I couldn't help but shake my head again and smile bitterly.

"Professor, instructor, are you looking for this?" A timid voice sounded beside him, and when he looked up, he found that it was a doll that was probably less than 16, holding a pair of cotton pants with his trouser legs tied up, which were full of empty magazines that Qin Han had discarded.

"You...... How old is it? Taking the simple bag in the young man's hand, Qin Han asked.

“18。” The boy replied quickly, but his flickering eyes clearly showed the apprehension in his heart.

"After the battle, go back to school." Dumping all the magazines on the ground, he took out the 6.5mm bullets of the Type 38 rifle from the ammunition box on the side, pressed them into the magazines one by one, and glanced at the young man, Qin Han did not dwell on the real age of the young man, but simply gave an order.

"Instructor, I, I'm an adult, I can fight devils." There was some anxiety in the boy's voice.

"Old Qin, Sanwa's father is a miner in the mountains, he was buried alive by the devil, and the baby is ...... revenge" Sun Changzhong wrapped the wound, held a cigarette from nowhere, wrinkled, and said to Qin Han after taking a comfortable puff.

"It has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, the independent division has not yet reached the level of using child soldiers." Qin Han said mercilessly.

The boy named Sanwa reminded him of the children who were struggling to survive in the last days, and who even sold their souls and bodies for a piece of bread. Qin Han saw everything in his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, after all, the landlord's family had no surplus food, so he could save one, but he couldn't save all.

However, there was no such problem during the Anti-Japanese War, although the materials were still very tight, but it was not yet to the extent of the end of the world, and in Datong, which was occupied by the independent division, the Qin and Han dynasties still had the ability to ensure that these dolls lived a normal life.

"Instructor, don't drive me away, save you, let me fight devils." The young man heard the hint of non-refusal from Qin Han's words, rushed up, grabbed his arm, and begged with a crying voice.

"How old is it?" Qin Han stopped his hand to suppress the bullet, turned his head to look at the young man and asked.

"Ten, fifteen." The boy lowered his head and said weakly.

"The devil can't die in three years, go back to study, and come back when he is 18 years old. Don't worry, you are still our independent teacher, and this time it will be for you to go to further study. Patting the young man's head, Qin Han said.

"But, but I want to fight devils." The young man still said unrelentingly.

"How many can you fight?" Qin Han put the pressed magazine into his bag, looked at the rest of the empty magazines on the ground and wondered if he wanted to press a few more magazines, and asked casually.

"Five, three." The young man seemed to see hope, picked up a magazine from the ground, and said while pressing the bullet, he hoped that he would behave better, and Qin Han would leave him behind.

The regiment commander didn't seem to have to count on it, and he hadn't spoken since Qin Han said that the independent division didn't need child soldiers.

"Okay, Lao Tzu will bring you three back in a while, and after killing them, I will go to study." Qin Han's words made the young man's thinking come to a standstill, and he didn't expect Qin Han to have such a strange suggestion.