Chapter 3: Cut off the devil's head

The whole battle was declared over, and the name of the village, for the dragon soul was not yet known, the reconnaissance team woke up from the torment, at this moment the village was very quiet, all that was left was the burning houses, and the sound of blood flowing on the ground.

The machine gun squadron once again loaded a row of heavy machine guns, pointed their guns at the village, and waited quietly, and after a while, figures appeared, machine guns were loaded, ready for the second round of strafing.

"Fuck it and see who they are."

Zhao Lei saw the blood-stained reconnaissance team from the sniper rifle scope, holding sabers in their hands and two Browning on their waists, which were the unique marks of scouts.

At this moment, Long Zhongtian came here with the other squadrons, just in time to see the blood-covered reconnaissance team coming step by step, Long Zhongtian's eyes shrank suddenly, and his expressions were filled with grief.

"It seems that there is no life left in this village."

Long Zhongtian burst into tears as he watched the burning village, and the corpses scattered all over his eyes touched his heartstrings, and when the reconnaissance team approached, he fell to his knees in front of the brothers.

"Dead, all dead, not one alive, not one alive."

"Of course it's dead, is it worth your crying, do you still want us to die!"

Wang and the squadron leader of the reconnaissance squadron scolded them, looking at them all covered in blood, thinking that they had not recovered from the battle.

"Wang He, they have something else to say, don't reprimand them, Long Shaoting!"

Long Zhongtian ordered Long Shaoting to let the medical soldiers and the reconnaissance team deal with the injuries, and dozens of medical soldiers quickly ran to the side of the reconnaissance team members and began to examine the wounds and disinfect and bandage.

"Young master, there are no serious injuries, and after examination, they are fine." After the medical soldiers dealt with the injuries of the reconnaissance team, Long Shaoting walked in front of Long Zhongtian and said.

To be said, after Long Shaoting and Long Xing became a couple, they still changed their words to call Long Zhongtian the young master, but it was said that marrying a chicken and marrying a dog followed a dog, naturally what to call Long Xing, what to call Long Shaoting, along the way, Long Shaoting never left Long Zhongtian for half a step.

The Medical Squadron and the Guard Squadron have always been behind Long Zhongtian.

The medical squadron is a specially formed squadron, consisting of men and women, with a personnel of 150 men, of course, more men than women.

"Well, the squadrons that went into battle counted the casualties."

A moment the machine gun squadron, the sniper squadron, the vanguard squadron, the reconnaissance squadron squadron leader reported successively.

"The machine gun squadron numbered one hundred and one people, and there were no casualties."

"Sniper squadron, one hundred and one people, no casualties."

"The vanguard squadron, one hundred and one people, three were slightly wounded, and the rest had no casualties."

"The third detachment of the reconnaissance squadron numbered thirty-three people, thirty-two were slightly injured, and the rest had no casualties."

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Long Zhongtian said, and then walked into the village, and when he walked in front of the reconnaissance team, Long Zhongtian said expressionlessly.

"Although you have military merits, your mistakes cannot be remedied, get up, I will not be held accountable this time."

Long Zhongtian's footsteps did not stop, but it looked heavy, Long Zhongtian's mood was very complicated, and there was no joy of victory, he walked straight to the street of the village, he didn't want to face everything in his heart, but he knew that he had to face it, and all the brothers of the dragon soul had to face it.

The dragon soul warriors packed up their equipment, and all the squadrons lined up to follow behind Long Zhongtian, walked into the village filled with gunsmoke, cleaned the battlefield, and moved closer to the main street of the village step by step.

The reconnaissance team continued its mission, scouting the situation in the vicinity and groping for everything in the surrounding twenty miles.

Long Zhongtian walked to the place where Yamamoto Nakasa fell, and watched Yamamoto, who was full of shock and anger twisted, fall to the ground, Long Zhongtian spat in his face and picked up his command knife.

"Other troops were beaten by your devils and fled, but what you encountered was my dragon soul, and the army established by my dragon Zhongtian."

Long Zhongtian stroked Yamamoto Nakasa's command knife, his fingers lightly touching the blade.

"It's a very sharp Japanese sword, I don't know if I can cut off your head."

Poof!

Long Zhongtian slashed down with a knife, and Yamamoto Nakasa's head rolled to the side.

"It's sharp. Hum! ”

Long Zhongtian snorted coldly, lifted the head that moved with Yamamoto's corpse, and threw it to Lan Hai, the leader of the guard squadron.

"Hang his head on the Dragon Soul Banner and stay here."

"Yes, young marshal!"

Lan Hai took the head, revealing his doubts, not knowing what Long Zhongtian's intentions were.

Long Zhongtian quickly walked into the street, everything in front of him made his eyes widen, and the blood in his heart flowed.

The corpses of children were carried under the bayonets of Little Japan, their bayonets pierced the chests of the people, and what was even more unbearable was that the abdomen of several pregnant women was thrown away by the bayonet, and the babies in the womb stuck to the tip of the bayonet.

"Ah......h

The dragon roared, a heart-rending roar, this roar was very long, the roar broke through the sky, the roar broke through the clouds, and shook the hearts of all the dragon soul brothers, this roar made them stop moving, and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

Long Zhongtian's eyes flowed across his face, sliding down his cheeks like a stream.

He cried, really cried, never cried so sadly, never cried so thoroughly, the cry penetrated his throat, began to be hoarse, in the hoarseness his body was paralyzed, trembling, kneeling in front of the people.

The guard squadron and the medical squadron watched all this, and were rendered by Long Zhongtian's crying, and their silent tears were not only the emotions rendered by Long Zhongtian, but also the slaughter of the people by the Japanese army in front of them.

Long Zhongtian's crying took a long time to subside, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, like a poisonous snake, he trembled and stood up.

"Give me the order to bury the corpses of the people, cut off all the heads of the little devils, and hang them on the street."

The voice was calm, calm and shivering.

"Yes!"

"The young marshal ordered to cut off the heads of all the devils and hang them on the street."

The roar of the blue sea reached the ears of all the Dragon Soul members.

Then......

Puff puff......

The sound of the head being cut off is clearly audible.

All the squadrons carried their heads and gathered on the street with all the baggage of Yamamoto's brigade, and the scene in front of them made them angry, and they had no complaints about the order of the young marshal just now, but felt that it was cheaper to do so.

"Report, this battle killed 1,100 enemies, completely annihilated the enemy army, and harvested all weapons and baggage."

Immediately afterwards, under Long Zhongtian's order, the corpses of the people were buried, and the corpses of the little devils were gathered together, so that Wang Erneng could be blown to pieces with a blasting bomb, and the bones were gone.

More than a dozen military trucks were driven in, carrying all the captured weapons and baggage, and leaving the village.

To be said, these dozen or so military trucks are the trophies of the captured Yamamoto squadron, and all the squadrons of the Dragon Soul are fully armed and carry all the equipment with them, and for them, the equipment and ammunition of the Dragon Soul are not difficult for them.

The departure of the dragon soul left only one flag in the village, the angry golden dragon roared in the sky, and on the opposite side of the banner, there were 1,100 heads of Japanese soldiers, facing the military flag of the dragon soul.

However, for Dragon Soul, this is only the beginning of the battle.

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