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Kobayashi stepped forward quickly, rudely pulled away a few puppet soldiers who were in the way, and saw Koji Otake, whose head was covered in dirt and blood.

"Your Excellency, how are you?" Xiao Lin hugged Dazhu and called anxiously.

"I, I'm fine." Koji Otake blinked his eyes slowly, and asked in a weak voice, "Kobayashi-kun, can the enemy's attack be stopped?" ”

Kobayashi hesitated, feeling as if it wasn't time to tell the bad news.

"Say, there's nothing to hide now, it's a bad situation, isn't it?" Koji Otake said with a wry smile.

"Hello!" Kobayashi said in a low voice: "There is still a fierce battle, but the enemy is extremely large in number and firepower, and our army has suffered heavy casualties. ”

Koji Otake seemed to have expected that the situation was not good, but he didn't express any surprise, and after thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Retreat!" As he spoke, he tried to sit up, but his teeth were grinning in pain and a cold sweat broke out.

Xiao Lin hurriedly helped Dazhu to sit down leaning, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Hesitation can cost everyone's lives altogether." Dazhu gritted his teeth and said: "Failure is a foregone conclusion, while the sky is not yet bright......"

It is said to be a retreat, but in fact, what is the difference between it and an escape. Xiao Lin gathered more than thirty devils to protect Dazhu, and could only break through to the west. The "imperial army" fled, and the puppet army still sold its life, and more than 200 people followed this group of devils to the west.

The enemies who remained in the village were still resisting, but the puppet army gradually became disobedient. They either lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, or stared at the "Imperial Army" soldiers around them with ill will, and some of the brave ones reflexively scuffled with the "Imperial Army" soldiers who urged them.

An old devil was steadying the ranks with hoarse shouts and curses, and suddenly a dense burst of fire came from behind. Looking back, a figure flashed at the entrance of an alley behind the side, leaning on the house to shoot in this direction, blowing the whistle of communication. It's over, the enemy has managed to outflank them, and they have fallen into the encirclement.

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As the sky dawned, the gunfire gradually subsided, and the puppet prisoners of the brigade were escorted out of the village, and the attack was coming to an end.

Under the protection of the guards, Yang Tianfeng walked into the village. There were broken bricks and rubbles everywhere, and the corpses of fallen enemies could be seen everywhere. When he came to the street, he couldn't help but stop.

This is the place where the fighting is the most intense, and it is also the battlefield where the Japanese puppet army has the strongest stubborn resistance. The corpses were pillowed, and the ground was covered with mutilated blades and stains of blood......

"Fuck you*!" With a shout and scolding, Yang Tianfeng looked up and saw Wu Jinsuo, who was not far away, withdrawing the bayonet from the seriously injured devil, and reached out to pick up a Japanese command knife. Next to him was Hu Keping, expressionless, mending the devil with a bayonet, as if he was doing something very ordinary. Even if it was already obvious that she couldn't die anymore, she wouldn't let it go.

This is war, distorting people's personalities and becoming cold and cruel. And what is war? At the end of the day, it's not about killing.

Yang Tianfeng turned his head and walked away, towards the west of the village. A troop led by Commander Zhou has been chased and killed. Together with the ambushed troops, few of the hundreds of enemies who escaped escaped escaped through the net.

The casualty figures are still being counted, and Yang Tianfeng intuitively knows that there will not be too many. The artillery attack was successful, the devils suffered heavy losses, and although there were many puppet troops, their combat strength was unbearable. Judging from the results of this night offensive operation, it was still very successful.

This is war, not only to kill the enemy mercilessly, but also to face the casualties of one's own troops. After the blood is gone, all that remains are sad and painful memories.

And, in the days to come, this grief and pain will continue to arise. But I won't back down, and I'm not going to be crushed. Yang Tianfeng exhaled a long breath hard, took bigger steps, and straightened his back even more.

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The Japanese puppet army that escaped the village finally did not escape the bad luck of being annihilated. It was first ambushed and blocked by a battalion of nationalist troops, and then it was flanked by the pursuers led by Zhou Zhizhong.

Although the devil made desperate resistance, he did not hesitate to use self-explosion to fight with his opponent. But in the case of the collapse of the puppet army, dozens of devils can't turn the situation around. Under the front and rear flanking of the absolutely superior forces, the squadron leader Kobayashi was killed, and the commander Koji Otake aimed his pistol at his head and deducted the plate machine in despair.

Zhou Zhizhong exhaled a breath of white air, looked around the battlefield, and there was no longer a devil who could stand. There was blood all over the ground, dead bodies all over the ground, and stumps and broken arms all over the ground. The soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, and the screams came from time to time, it was the soldiers who were dealing with the devil's wounded soldiers.

Although nearly 100 officers and soldiers were killed and wounded, the victory was undoubted. Zhou Zhizhong also knew that this last battle was deliberately given to him by Yang Tianfeng. A young lieutenant and a captain are enough to make the Zhou regiment famous, and this battle exploit and reward cannot be run. What's more, Yang Tianfeng also promised that he would try his best to help the Zhou regiment make up for the soldiers damaged in battle, and promised to divide the spoils in half.

If it is said that as a regular army, Zhou Zhizhong was a little unwilling to divide the spoils in half before. But after the Iron Horn Mountain blockade and the night attack on Wang Village, he felt a little embarrassed now. Don't look at the three columns, they are regular troops, but they don't have anything to boast about when they start fighting. In terms of the means of killing the enemy and the number of people, on the contrary, the three verticals are much ahead.

"Regiment Commander-" The guard platoon commander had already collected valuable trophies, captain-rank, rank and rank epaulettes, command knives, binoculars, etc., and presented them to Zhou Zhizhong.

Zhou Zhizhong nodded with a wry smile, and said to the overjoyed guard platoon commander: "We have picked up a big bargain, and in the future, we will be more polite to the three verticals and to Chief Yang." ”

The guard platoon commander is Zhou Zhizhong's fellow countryman, and he is loyal, but he doesn't think as much as Zhou Zhizhong. is just thinking that the commander has military exploits and may be promoted; Officers and soldiers can be rewarded by reporting the number of kills. Although the rewards for killing devils are different for each unit in the national * army, the least is a devil and a piece of glory, right?

"Regiment Commander, why don't you talk to General Yang and let us report the number of dead devils." The guard platoon commander scratched his head, and the suggestion made Zhou Zhizhong a little crying and laughing.

"Let's talk about it!" Zhou Zhizhong waved his hand and turned to the staff officer next to him, "Speed up the cleaning of the battlefield, we still have a combat mission." Perhaps, Brigade Commander Yang has now led the team to set off. ”

Zhou Zhizhong was really right, Yang Tianfeng, who got the report, hurriedly reorganized the troops and led a regiment to set off first.

Three-way sweep, now only one of them has been broken. Regardless of whether the other two roads will retreat or not, the necessary preparations to meet the enemy still need to be made.