Chapter 990 The sorrow of war

"Broadsword!" Letting the cold wind pour in from his neckline, Ma Dongming raised his hand to the new guard and shouted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Regiment leader, it's not like we're going to charge and do the little devils, right?" Staff Officer Qin was shocked, followed Ma Dongming for three years, and worked as a staff officer in the Independent Regiment for three years, so he knew a little bit about Ma Dongming's temper and style of acting.

Looking at Ma Dongming's appearance, the military discipline button of the cotton coat has also been loosened, the military hat has also been taken off, and the big knife is required, which is a posture of fighting hard with the little devil and seeing the red with the bayonet!

"What, cowardly?" Ma Dongming rolled his eyes and replied, and the guard hurriedly untied the big knife he was carrying and copied it in his hand.

"Commander, I've also been in the independent group for three years, when did you see me beating up little devils?!" Staff Officer Qin was not very happy, and he also loosened the button on the collar of his cotton coat, moved a little, picked up a sacrificial soldier's 38 cover, took off the bayonet that the sacrificial soldier carried, and said while loading the bayonet on the 38 cover.

"Okay, go and inform the platoons, this time it's a hammer deal, our charge, we must take the position of the little devils, so as not to lose to the two devils puppet army!" Ma Dongming explained, of course he knew what kind of person Staff Officer Qin was.

"Hey." Staff Officer Qin left with the 38 big cover on his shoulder, and went to inform the platoon commanders of each company that Ma Dongming would launch a charge of the whole regiment in a while, and win or lose with the little devil in front of him.

When Staff Officer Qin left, Ma Dongming held a big knife in one hand and raised a telescope in the other, looking at the battle in the distance.

The offensive of the flying army and the special combat team was like a bamboo, like a sharp dagger, straight into the heart of the little devil, and the little devil who was blocking it head-on could not withstand the impact of armored vehicles and jeeps at all.

The soldiers of the flying army who followed closely behind the armored vehicle quickly eliminated the suicide squads holding **** with the weapons in their hands, and prevented these vicious little devils from damaging the armored vehicles and jeeps.

The battle, to this extent, if the little devil can't get rid of the armored vehicles of the special combat team, he will not be able to recover the defeat.

Although the speed of the puppet army on the other side is slow, because there is only one squadron of the little devils in the face, the force of the obstacle is extremely small.

Although they are a group of scumbags, they face the least pressure, and their advancement puts the most pressure on the little devils.

As long as the flank of the little devil is pierced by the puppet army, the flank of the little devil will be in no danger to defend, and the puppet army can drive straight in.

Attacking forward can support the attack of the flying corps and special combat teams, and on the flanks it can support the flying corps of the two outer brigades, and attack the rear of the 105th Wing to support the charging independent regiment, which is definitely a favorable terrain for the battle situation.

"His grandmother's bear, if Wu Da Scar's team is the first to attack the little devil's position, will we still have a group of old faces from the eight roads?!" Ma Dongming cursed, raised his hand and looked at the watch that the fat man had given him, and felt that the time for Staff Officer Qin to inform each company and platoon was almost up, so he gave an order.

"Comrades of the independent regiment, have you seen it? Wu Dascar's puppet army actually beat the little devils, and they can also beat the little devils left and right. We are the Eighth Route Army, can the Eighth Route Army allow a group of puppet troops to compare? Ma Dongming shouted at the top of his throat.

The soldiers of the independent regiment were wondering if the puppet army was beating little devils like this, and when they heard Ma Dongming's roar, they understood a general idea.

"Can't!"

"Let a group of two devils compare, we will lose not only people, but also lives!"

"Commander, you can't be so aggrieved, let's rush over!"

"Regiment leader, we don't want to joke to the blind dates when we go back to our hometown, saying that we are not even as good as Wu Da's puppet army!"

The "......" fighters shouted one after another, all of them were emotional, they were all little tigers, how could they admit that they were inferior to others?

It's not as good as the flying army, they are already aggrieved enough, but the combat effectiveness reflected in the military quality and equipment of the flying army is convincing from the heart.

But let a group of two devils and puppet soldiers compare, and the responsibility is thrown to grandma's house, who can stand it!

"That is, we are the Eighth Route Army, and we must not let a group of former two devils and puppet army compare!" Ma Dongming looked almost there, and his soldiers had already lit a raging fire for him in a few words.

They are all raised by mothers, and no one is bad, not to mention that they are still soldiers of the Eighth Route Army!

The soldiers of the whole regiment began to load the rifles in their hands with bayonets, and those without bayonets held large blades, they knew that Ma Dongming said this to them, that is, they were ready to charge!

"The whole group obeys the order!" Ma Dongming copied the big blade in one hand, took out his twenty rings in the other, stepped out of the bunker with an arrow step, and shouted loudly: "Charge!" ”

As soon as the word "charge" fell, the loud charge horn sounded.

"Kill!" In addition to the wounded and sacrificed soldiers, nearly 3,000 people roared the trumpet of the charge, and rushed to the little devils of the 105th Wing on the opposite side with Ma Dongming.

The momentum of the charge, in exchange for the little devil's machine gun poured fire, and the machine gun of the independent regiment quickly returned fire to suppress the machine gun fire of the little devil.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Rush, kill, ......"

The sound of gunfire and shouts was mixed, and the charge of the independent regiment was the most powerful, but their charge was the most difficult.

The independent * regiment is facing the ace of the Matsui Division's 105th Wing, even if the 105th Wing is now a third of the little devil soldiers left after several scourges, but these remaining little devil soldiers are veterans who have been baptized on the battlefield and know how to protect themselves and survive on the battlefield.

This kind of little devil soldier is the most powerful in combat, and the charge of the independent regiment instantly encountered a strong resistance from the 105th Wing.

The crooked handles and pheasant necks, as well as the intertwined firepower network of the 38 big covers, made the charging independent regiment pay a heavy price, and rows of soldiers fell under the barrage.

For a time, the charge of the independent regiment was blocked, and Ma Dongming organized a death squad to charge several times, but they were suppressed by the machine gun fire of the little devils, and instead lost a lot of soldiers.

"His grandmother's bear, Zhao Laosan, Lao Tzu's steel company ......" Ma Dongming was annoyed, nesting in the mound of dirt in the middle of the road, he was suppressed by the little devil's machine gun and did not dare to come forward, so angry that he forgot for a while that Zhao Laosan had been sacrificed, and the trump card of the independent regiment had all been sacrificed at the foot of the outer mountains of the Hukou Mountain Valley.

"Regiment commander, Zhao Laosan and the first company have already ......" Staff Officer Qin and Ma Dongming nested behind the mound together, wanting to remind Ma Dongming of Zhao Laosan and the first company, but halfway through the words, he suddenly felt that the fish was tingling in his throat, and he couldn't continue, so he sighed.

Ma Dongming was stunned, and suddenly woke up to the fact that Zhao Laosan had been sacrificed, and the company had been sacrificed collectively, and he suddenly felt a kind of sadness in his heart, those soldiers who had followed the fat man to Shanghai Beach to perform tasks were losing one by one...... (To be continued.) )