The commander and instructor of the first battalion who captured Qingkou led the large army to leave first, and Song Jiliu led the soldiers in the team to clean up the battlefield. The comrades carried bundles of guns and boxes of bullets, and they were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths, and some of them even sang excitedly.

Song Jiliu was looking for Luo Chuan, the leader of the little devil squadron, when he suddenly heard "Spare your life!" from the front. Spare your life! The wail. When I looked up, I saw the big man from before, holding a cold and shining machete in one hand, and a devil officer in the other hand like catching a toad: "Report!" This is Squadron Leader Luo Chuan, the Killer Demon King! ”

Song Jiliu heard that it was Luo Chuan, and new hatred and old hatred came to his heart, and he couldn't wait to nail him to the front and the back of the heart. But he suppressed his feelings and shouted: "Take him down and wait for the judgment of the Chinese people!" ”

The leader of the devil panicked when he heard this, like a crab on a harpoon, his hands and feet were in a mess, and he argued: "Sir, I, I don't, it's not Luo Chuan, I'm his interpreter, Zhu Qishi, it's ......."

When Song Jiliu heard this, he stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, and after a closer look, he looked like a thin dog who hadn't eaten enough for three years, and had no resemblance to the legendary little devil squadron leader Luo Chuan with a face full of meat, so he shouted and asked: "Zhu has eaten repeatedly, where is the devil Luo Chuan?" ”

Zhu Yu repeatedly turned his stiff tongue and stammered, "He...... He was supervising the battle in the bunker in front of him, and when he heard that the bunker on the right side was breached, he asked me to change clothes with the little devil squadron leader, and he drilled through the gutter through the city wall and fled to Ganyu County! ”

"Fuck, you bastard!" The big man was so angry that his nostrils were full of smoke, his arm was raised, and he pushed forward, this traitor who acted as a substitute for the dead ghost, a pig eating and falling out of the distance. I saw that his two thin legs and stomachs twitched, and he lay on the ground and couldn't eat anymore!

Song Jiliu looked at this big man with a familiar face, and was about to say hello, only to see the man point the big knife to Ganyu City in the northwest direction, and scolded angrily: "If I don't slaughter you animals, I won't be surnamed 'Yuan'!" ”

"Are you a friend? When Song Jiliu heard this, he blurted out.

The big man turned his head in amazement, looked at the handsome man with a gun in his hands, and asked blankly, "How do you know me?" ”

"Comrade Feiyou, I'm Song Jiliu! You didn't know each other when we met a few days ago? ”

Yuan Feiyou was stunned at first, and then suddenly shouted in surprise: "Oh, Boss Song is you!" He hurriedly inserted the big knife into the scabbard made of shark shells, stretched out his arms, and excitedly grabbed Song Jiliu's gun-holding hands.

It turned out that when the 115th Division held a meeting a few days ago, Yuan Feiyou was also one of the lower-level cadres and fighters who were invited like Song Jiliu, and the two even shook hands after the meeting ended. How can the sudden reunion on this victorious battlefield not make people infinitely happy and excited?

At the beginning of the dawn, the villages, towns, trees, and fields gradually revealed their outlines, and the earth was covered with joyful morning light. Song Jiliu looked at Yuan Feiyou's iron-like body, and asked with concern, "Are you still the squad leader of the Old Sixth Regiment now?" ”

"Yes. Now I'm going to take a squad to cover the retreat of the comrades who covered the large army and rushed to transport the captured booty, so you can quickly take the rest of the people to withdraw......"

"Okay! We'll have a good chat when we have time, goodbye! Song Jiliu said, and took people out of the city with the army.

It was almost dawn, and after all the artillery and ammunition in the enemy's ammunition depot were gone, dozens of cars and tanks from Xinpo rushed to Mussel, and in order to fight for mobile combat, our team withdrew from Mussel before dawn.

The seventh squad, which was covering the loot, was surrounded by the enemy in the turret because of the loss of contact.

The East is already red, and the machine rifle is still barking, Dada Dada...... Ping! Dada...... The devils who surrounded the turret could not be approached, and were knocked down again and again, and some dead bodies were dragged back.

"Get out, comrades!" The big machine gun squad leader Yuan Feiyu proposed this. Everyone agreed, and when the enemy's machine guns were tired, like a huge wave over the mountain, a group of people rushed out, and the devils retreated. But when they turned to another street, they ran into devils again, and they immediately retreated to a large courtyard and held on, and then they heard that several courtyards to the east were also fighting fiercely, and they knew that it was our trapped team, so they dug a hole in the wall, and after two courtyards they joined the second class.

However, it turned out that the second squad had captured the enemy's pillbox, and it was not able to withdraw due to the loss of contact, so two squads of two companies with a total of 18 men fought a duel with the enemy again. There were more and more enemies, there were several hundred in all, and eighteen men rushed several times without rushing out, but the enemy could never get close to the courtyard, and they all fired within twenty or thirty meters of the enemy, and each shot almost hit the enemy.

The enemy fantasizes about capturing them alive, but there is no hope. So the grenade grenade was simply shot into the courtyard, the sun was setting in the west, the devils were killed and wounded more than 20 times, the puppet army was killed and wounded more than 30, and the devils were on fire. So, the grenade canister was struck more closely, and eight of the eighteen warriors were killed, and everyone else was covered in blood, but everyone was still shooting calmly.

My brave soldier of the Eighth Route Army was running out of bullets, but he was still fighting for his life with the enemy.

"Comrades! We've fought to the last breath, and now we're running out of bullets! We can't let the enemy capture him alive! After the platoon commander finished speaking, he shot himself in the head with a box gun, blood flowed to his face, he lay on the ground, and clenched his fists and shouted: "Long live the liberation of the Chinese nation!" Long live China! ”

The sound penetrated into the hearts of the soldiers, and they were moved, and the deputy of the second squad in the courtyard on the right also committed suicide with a rifle.

"Comrades, we can't let the enemy get a good gun...... "The machine gun squad leader dismantled all the parts on the gun, and this sentence reminded everyone: all the noses on the rifles were destroyed at once. At dusk, eight people ran to the homes of ordinary people and hid, and five of them changed into civilian clothes......

It took a long time for the devil to timidly search into the yard, but a living eight roads were gone.

Spreading his wings over the dead city of a bloody battle, the wicked traitor retrieved eight warriors from the haystack under the bed and tied them up to give to the devil.

The gloomy house was filled with a terrifying atmosphere, a cold wind blew in through the windows, and the eight warriors were tied to pillars with iron ropes, and the bleak phantom lights shone on the angry faces of the privates.

The leader of the devil's squadron brought in a group of vicious dogs, and as soon as the rope was released, these vicious dogs were all experienced: first pounced on the three warriors in military uniforms, and then listened to the devil's baton and pounced on the five warriors who changed into civilian clothes.

Everyone's clothes were all torn, their legs, hands, chest, face, and muscles were bitten, and blood flowed staggeredly, but none of them were slightly ** or succumbed, everyone was gritting their teeth and scolding.

After the vicious dog dragged it away, several devils kicked the lower part of the brave soil with their nailed leather shoes, kicked the brave soil on their bodies, and cursed in their mouths.

The devil's laughter and cruel laughter fully represent the "royal road" of the "imperial army".