Looking at the stumps and corpses all over the ground, the anti-United Nations fighters and militia ambulance teams on the mountain hurriedly ran to the battlefield to rescue the wounded with stretchers, while Li Zhaolin followed everyone to the highway, and saw an anti-United Nations fighter lying on the ground with his hand on the soldier's nose and found that he was still breathing, and shouted happily: "The ambulance team is coming, he is still alive." ”

"I have one too, and I have a ...... here."

"Where's your captain?" Li Zhaolin asked a small soldier of the 10th Regiment lying on a stretcher.

The little soldier shook his head and said, "At the beginning, when we heard the little devil plane coming, we scattered in all directions, and before we could run a few steps, we only heard a boom and didn't know anything." ”

"Wang Ruqi..." Li Zhaolin shouted.

"Division... Commander, don't scream, I'm here, come and pull me. ”

A faint voice came from a distance, Li Zhaolin heard it and hurriedly took people to look in the direction of the sound, and when he saw Wang Ruqi's appearance, everyone laughed together, only to see Wang Ruqi fall into a big hole that I don't know who dug it, and the hole entrance has been covered by the trees blown down by the plane, revealing a small hole, just Wang Ruqi's head stretched out, but he found that it was pinched, but at this time the Japanese plane bombing had just ended, he didn't dare to make a sound, when he heard the shouts of Li Zhaolin and the anti-union fighters, Wang Ruqi, who was frozen like a snowman, pulled his hoarse voice and asked for help, if he didn't hear the voice to find it, otherwise Wang Ruqi would have to freeze to death here, when everyone worked together to remove the wood on the cave entrance.

Seeing the situation inside, Li Zhaolin pinched a handful of sweat for Wang Ruqi, only to see that he didn't know which hunter buried dozens of sharpened wood in the cave, and Wang Ruqi was pinched outside except for his head. The whole body was less than ten centimeters away from the wooden nails.

At this time, Li Zhaolin saw Wang Ruqi's pale face, and he didn't say anything more, just asked him to cultivate well. The results of the battle were quickly counted, and all the Japanese reinforcements were annihilated. A total of more than 400 people were killed. Of these, 200 intact rifles were seized. Three light machine guns with crooked handles and three grenadiers. There were nearly 10,000 rounds of ammunition, and more than 200 soldiers were killed and more than 300 wounded, of which 43 were seriously wounded, and a large part of them were injured by the planes of the little devils.

After hearing the results of the battle, Li Zhaolin frowned, this little devil's plane is really fucking hateful, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Lao Feng's casualties in the army are close to one-third now, and we still have to finish off the little devil's second station position." So our soldiers are divided into two routes, and I will take people to the World War II position of the little devils, and you will lead the wounded back to the base area to rest. ”

Feng Zhongyun nodded, and under the escort of a guard company, the ambulance team carried the wounded back in the direction they came, and after seeing Feng Zhongyun's distant figure, Li Zhaolin turned around and ordered the troops to set off and go straight to the second station position

At the same time, Guo Tiejian led a battalion of anti-United Nations fighters to attack the outer defense line of the Chaoshui Youth Pioneer Regiment.

"Yingxin Shaozuo, hurry up and evacuate here, here we can resist, there are too many of these bandits. If reinforcements don't dare to arrive, we'll be wiped out. ”

"Yaga! In the dictionary of our Imperial Japanese Army, the word retreat will never appear, and some only have the word attack. Uemura-kun, I warn you. If you take half a step back and can't get rid of these rioters before dawn, I won't spare you. When the time comes. Wash your seppuku and apologize to His Majesty the Emperor. ”

"And if the Kwantung Army Command knows that you are going to retreat in the face of a group of rabble, I'm afraid they won't use you as a coward in the future, right? Don't forget. There are only about 300 people in China outside, but there are more than 300 people here. ”

"Your Excellency. However, among these hundreds of people, there were only thirty retired Imperial soldiers, and the rest were children under sixteen. ”

"Yaga! Have you forgotten, why His Excellency the General formed this pioneering regiment is to let us train follow-up elites for the troops, soldiers who have not seen blood will never be good soldiers, only the remaining soldiers who have been eliminated are the soldiers most needed by our Kwantung Army, and these young soldiers have been trained for a year, and they should also let them see the cruelty of the battlefield, and they should not be treated as treasures. After speaking, he looked at the hundreds of teenagers with Czech rifles behind him.

Hearing Eishin Taro's words, although Uemura Motora was unconvinced, he was also helpless. Although he was reluctant, he could only take the precious lives of the young soldiers who had been trained for less than a year in his hands to engage in a white-knuckle battle with the road that had already rushed up.

Although Uemura Motora didn't think that his trained soldiers would lose in a white-knuckle battle to those who had already been beaten by the empire and were about to destroy the country, he felt that every soldier under his command was precious. And it is impossible not to have casualties in the white-knuckle battle, but he agrees with what His Excellency Shaozo said, only soldiers who have been tested on the battlefield are good soldiers, and it just so happens that this group of Maluda has become a stepping stone for the youth squadron, and it is also his first battle after Uemura Motora has been discharged from the army.

Uemura Motora led his squadron to line up in several military formations and waited for Maluda who rushed over, while Shintaro Ei was in the back and seriously admired the first show of the Youth Pioneer Regiment, he had confidence in the children of his empire, thinking that he had personally trained many elite units for the Imperial Troops, and they have now moved to fight in various units in the land of China, and he has also grown from an ordinary military cao to the second generation of the current pioneer regiment.

Although the number of people who were pressing on the road in front of him was far greater than that of his own men, in Uemura Motora's opinion, it was still easy to defeat these logs by relying on the skillful white-knuckle combat ability of his men. The difference is only in the size of the casualties.

Just when Uemura Motora's subordinates saw the big roads that had rushed in front of them, and they were quickly retracting the bullets in the chambers in accordance with the regulations, the howl of a machine gun suddenly sounded on the side of the devil. Caught off guard, the Japanese young soldiers who were concentrating on preparing for white-knuckle combat fell in an instant.

Almost at the same time as the machine guns on his side rang out, those who had already rushed to the front of his subordinates actually took out dozens of Japanese-style southern pistols and fired at the young soldiers who were already in a position to engage in white-knuckle combat, and at the same time, a group of black shadows with white smoke flew out behind them. First the pistol easily knocked out dozens of Japanese soldiers, and then there was a roar.

Although the Japanese military-standard southern pistol is extremely ugly, its performance is not so reliable, and its bullet penetration is weak. But one of the things that has been criticized by everyone is that it is extremely accurate.

Moreover, the trajectory of this pistol is somewhat special Southern style pistol bullets, but the lethality at close range is not small. The volley of pistols fired at such a close distance really made Uemura Motora and a group of Japanese young people who had never been on the battlefield suffer a big loss.

In fact, I didn't expect the flanks to suddenly come out, and it wasn't just Uemura Motora who came from. Eishin Taro, who was watching the excitement in the back, was also very shocked, where did this group of people get these Japanese pistols, could this group of people be a small detachment sent by Jiangbei.

Although he was almost not injured by a stray bullet, but the more than 200 devils in front of him fell under this sudden firepower blow dozens of people, in addition to the southern pistol that rushed up to resist the alliance, there were more than 200 people under his command Uemura Motora is now only two-thirds of the people left, Eishin Taro feels that things are not good, in order to survive, he is not as tough as before, he took advantage of the fact that the anti-union is fighting with the township soldiers, he secretly took off his Shaozuo military uniform, The dead boy from the side took off a set of clothes and put them on, then lay on the ground and smeared some blood on his face by the way, and closed his eyes. (To be continued.) )