The golden dragon blood knife in Putian's hand was held in his hand with an indifferent expression.

Song Teng's heart trembled, his eyes looked at Putian, and suddenly his body trembled uncontrollably, and the thick beastly aura hit his brain.

"Humph!"

Poof.

With a cold snort, Putian cut off Song Teng's waist, turned around and walked straight back to the position, disappearing in front of the eyes of the soldiers of the first column.

"This ......"

At this moment, Captain Qian and all the soldiers of the first column understood what a real Dragon Soul warrior was.

Putian's figure was getting farther and farther away, and the eyes of Captain Qian and the soldiers of the first column looked at his back until they disappeared from sight.

"Count the number of people and count them after the war."

Captain Qian pulled the soldiers' minds apart and returned to the battlefield from scratch.

Looking at it, the corpses of the entire Dragon Soul Position were piled up, and the battle just now seemed to be vivid, unable to be waved away in their minds, the enemy's crazy attack, and the comrades-in-arms fell quickly one by one, and every time they recalled, they touched their hearts.

After a few hours, the corpses were cleaned up, and after the entire battlefield was cleaned, the soldiers of the first column found that many of their comrades-in-arms, those familiar people, were no longer there, and although they had won the victory, the price was heavy.

After the number of the entire first column was counted, there were still seven or eight hundred people left who could really continue to fight, that is to say, after this battle, they lost two-thirds of their brothers, and the mood and grief in their hearts at this moment were replaced by victory.

"If it weren't for the Pioneer Squadron blocking the bridge, if it wasn't for the mines of the Demolition Squadron, if it weren't for the construction of the squadron's strong defensive positions, how many of us would have been alive."

Captain Qian looked at the battlefield with tears in his face, this was the first time that their Northeast soldiers had confronted the devils, this victory was not the result of the first column's real struggle, in his thinking, if there was no existence of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team, the balance of victory could not be his own.

The backwardness of weapons, the strength of individual combat, coupled with the ratio of more than 2,000 people to the number of a Japanese wing, the huge disparity in firepower, and the consideration of various factors, the first column was not at all the opponent of the Songteng wing.

However, this honor was a gift from the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team, which also made them understand that in fact, the Japanese could be defeated, there was nothing to fear, and they could also be wiped out.

"Report, after the war, after the statistics, our army suffered 2,328 casualties, the enemy suffered 3,800 casualties, the whole army was annihilated, and all the equipment configuration of a wing of the devil was captured."

"Very good, the brothers have made meritorious contributions, this is the first victory of our Northeast soldiers, and the first victory since joining the Dragon Soul."

However, at this moment, Captain Qian's voice was a little excited, but he inquired and saw that the remaining soldiers were all veterans, and the recruits were only a few dozen.

The fighters of the first column cheered at this moment, and in any case, the battle was their victory, and according to the ratio of casualties, it also reached a result of three to two.

At this moment, the soldiers all understand that what they fight for is courage, dignity and the spirit of not being afraid of death, as long as you are crazier than the enemy, the power of the battle will be immeasurable.

At this time, a communications soldier ran in front of Captain Qian.

"Captain Qian, on the order of the young marshal, destroy all the old weapons, pack all the devil's weapons, and wait for the expansion of the army."

Captain Qian looked at this communication soldier and stood upright, but this communication soldier was a member of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team, with the rank of captain.

"Okay, Captain Qian, although the young marshal is a little angry that you jumped out of the position, but after all, you have played the majesty of the dragon soul and the majesty of your northeasterners, and the young marshal here asked me to pay tribute to the brothers on his behalf."

Bang!

The signal soldier solemnly saluted.

At this moment, Captain Qian smiled, it is still something to be proud of to be able to get the supreme commander, after all, he knows how rebellious the young marshal's descendant troops are, just like the young marshal does not give himself the task of blocking the devil, maybe his first column has no chance to shoot at all.

"Does the young marshal have any other orders?"

Captain Qian asked.

"Oh, of course, the young marshal asked me to tell you to fill in the battle fortifications, plant the dragon soul banner on the fortifications, and cut off all the heads of the Japanese and hang them on the opposite side of the dragon soul, but Song Teng's head should be hung on the dragon soul battle flag."

"What about the corpse of the devil?"

Captain Qian asked.

The fighter of the communications squadron grinned.

"Damn, kill or bury it, just arrange your brother's funeral."

"Good!"

For what the captain in front of him said, Captain Qian was very happy.

The soldiers of the first column buried the bodies of their brothers, erected a large sign in the Dragon Soul Defense Position, and planted a Dragon Soul Battle Flag in front of the grave, and on the opposite side of the battle flag hung the heads of all the soldiers of the Songteng Wing, and the bloody heads exuded gloom and terror.

The headless corpse of the devil was blown to pieces with a bomb under the order of Captain Qian, and his limbs were scattered on the battlefield, which was even more miserable.

At this moment, Captain Qian and all the surviving soldiers of the first column understood that the dragon soul's hatred for the Japanese was incalculable, but they didn't know that this hatred came from the history left by the Japanese in the 21st century.

Headquarters of the Japanese Legion.

A telegram made those commanders restless, and the vanguard troops that headed for Liaoning were all killed, and there was not a single living mouth, the dragon soul, this name made the Japanese remember it.

After a meeting of the Japanese legions, it was decided to invade Heilongjiang Province and Jilin Province, and then divide three legions to attack Liaoning in large numbers, strangling the mighty force of Dragon Soul in the cradle.

National Government.

Chiang Kai-shek trembled and clutched a document, his eyes shining with horror.

"This is really a tough unit, both battles have been victorious, more than 5,000 Japanese troops have been annihilated, one brigade and one wing, Long Yun really gave birth to a good son."

At this moment, Chiang Kai-shek's heart developed a strong jealousy of the Long Jiajun, and a powerful threat attacked his heart.

"Headmaster, what should we do?"

At this time, Dai Li, Boss Dai was standing beside Chiang Kai-shek, and the strength of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team also made him feel terrified.

According to reliable information, the deputy captain of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team is currently frantically training soldiers and expanding the establishment of the Dragon Soul, and another Dragon Soul Special Combat Team will be released in a short period of time, at that time, the strength of the Dragon Family Army is not something that any force can shake.

"What does Long Yun want to do, can't I hand over the entire country to him, he must not be allowed to expand himself so much."

Chiang Kai-shek's crutches slammed against the ground to reveal intense anger.

"Headmaster, do you want to strangle Long Yun with other forces to weaken his forces and bow your head to me."

Dai Lian said, a conspiratorial smile on the corner of his mouth.

Headquarters of the Long Family Army.

"Marshal, the young marshal sent a telegram that my dragon soul completely annihilated a Japanese wing of the Japanese army in Liaoning Province, and established the first miraculous feat with a devil brigade."

A major officer handed the telegram to Long Yun.

Long Yun took the telegram excitedly, his hands trembling.

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