Under the feint attack of the Japanese army, the assault of the second battalion went smoothly, and the fire network organized by the Japanese guns seemed to be deliberately forcing the second battalion to the road leading to Weiwangzhuang. Forced by the suppression of the intensive firepower of the Japanese army, the second battalion, under the leadership of Chief of Staff Lin Zhiguo, had no choice but to change the breakthrough target to the area of Weiwangzhuang. Seeing that the other party took the bait, the Japanese army was overjoyed. There is no doubt that this move of the Eighth Route Army can be said to be in the hands of Captain Ishigaki. Captain Ishigaki immediately ordered the squadron to stop the attack, follow the escape route of the Eighth Route and quickly pursue it, and be sure to trap all of them in Wei Wangzhuang, and never let go of a single Eighth Route soldier!

Not long after the 2nd Battalion entered the village, the 3rd Cavalry Brigade of the Japanese Army, which had heard the news, had also arrived smoothly in accordance with the coordinates designated by the Ishigaki squadron. At the same time, two Japanese squadrons under the 14th Brigade and the 4th Mixed Brigade Engineer Battalion of the Imperial Allied Army were rapidly approaching the village called Wei Wangzhuang. At this time, Wei Wangzhuang had already been surrounded by Japanese puppet troops from all sides like iron buckets, and in the eyes of these Japanese officers, this ancient village would soon become the burial place of this group of Eighth Route Army, and it would witness the destruction of this Eighth Route Army with their own eyes. Today, not to mention a soldier, even a bird or a mouse would never have escaped from Weiwangzhuang alive.

The commander of the cavalry brigade, Yoshino Nakasa, rode on horseback and held a telescope to observe the structure of the village and the position pattern of the Eighth Route Army. He found that most of the main forces of the Eighth Route were concentrated in the center of the village, using the courtyard wall as a cover, and many Eighth Route soldiers climbed on the roof, hoping to use this as a commanding height to suppress the Japanese troops outside the village.

With a wave of his hand, the Japanese cavalry who had already been ready pulled out their sabers hanging from their waists, and the back of the sword emitted a dazzling silver cold light in the sunlight. The face of every Japanese cavalryman was written with coldness, cruelty, bloodthirstiness and indifference. As a group of troops who were keen to solve the lives of the opponent with cold weapons, these Japanese cavalry in the style of medieval knights took personal life and death lightly, and they seemed to have a natural thirst for attack and blood after a long acceptance of militaristic ideas. Just imagine, how can a group of people who can treat their own lives as grass mustard care about other people's lives?

The cavalry began to charge less than three hundred meters away from Wei Wangzhuang's right flank, and the horses under their crotches galloped forward at a speed of thirty-five kilometers per hour, which was just a small amount at the moment. When the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army stationed in the village discovered the attack intention of the Japanese cavalry, the other side was less than 200 meters away, and the fifty Japanese cavalrymen who were the pioneers were waving their sabers in their hands and roaring.

Due to the galloping speed of the Japanese war horses and the greater mobility, the originally balanced crosshairs soon became erratic, and often the opponent's war horses had run nearly dozens of meters and failed to accurately lock on to the target. Zheng Kuimin, the platoon commander of the second company and the third platoon who was responsible for blocking the Japanese cavalry, found that after the sound of firecrackers, only three Japanese cavalrymen fell from their horses, and all of them were only shot and wounded, and none of them were killed. Platoon Commander Zheng was so angry that he punched the beam under him, and said in his heart that he was really hell, at least fifteen bullets were wasted in the burst of gunfire just now, but he didn't kill a single enemy! Looking at it like that, the part of the opponent's cavalry that was shot was not critical, and the three devils who fell off their horses just lay on the ground and slowed down for a while, and within a minute they patted their butts and got up from the ground, what the fuck is this called?

Platoon Commander Zheng couldn't help but ponder in his heart, fifteen rounds of ammunition is the current reserve of the three soldiers, that is to say, after the burst of gunfire just now, it will indirectly cause the guys in the hands of the three soldiers to become burning sticks! The sparse gunfire continued, and one after another worthless bullet casings flew out of the shell-throwing window, and every time they landed, Platoon Commander Zheng's heart beat violently......

If the troops are running out of ammunition, it means that the battle is coming to an end, and the confrontation with firearms will disappear in an instant. This also implies that the final showdown of cold weapons is coming, and the two sides are already tense......

The Japanese cavalry has successfully attacked the village from the flank, slashing and killing the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who are squatting around to block the attack along the way, and the war horses under the crotch are rampaging and crisscrossing the village, as if entering a no-man's land. The internal defensive barrier was completely shattered, and the surviving warriors entered the house one after another, and their self-created * battles and curtain battles also appeared. At the gate of the courtyard and in the trees, I don't know how many ambushes were buried by the Eighth Road*, and the sound of explosions sounded one after another, and the curtain fell again and again......

Unlike the cavalry brigade, the Ishigaki squadron did not turn the place upside down after entering the village, but cautiously patrolled the path leading to the back mountain at the entrance of the village in a "three-three system" battle formation, and slowly moved to the houses and courtyards. In this process, the few haystacks piled up on the roadside and the few dry wells that had long dried up naturally became the key search targets of the Japanese sweeping forces. Several Japanese soldiers armed with rifles first surrounded a pile of firewood and straw, and then fiercely swept it inside with bayonets, and after pulling it out and picking it up again, after repeating it several times, they then withdrew their weapons and moved to the next target to continue the search.

The Japanese soldier who was in charge of checking whether there were any hidden people in the dry well was not ambiguous, he took off a Type 97* while approaching the well, and slammed it on his helmet the moment he pulled out the firing pin, and then threw the * that had been triggered into the well, and within a few seconds a huge wave was set off in the well, and the Japanese soldier didn't think much about it, patted his butt and walked away.

Captain Ishigaki saw through the binoculars that the enemy situation in the village had been basically cleared, and the next search focus was on the houses and buildings in the village. He decided to personally lead the team to conduct a close search of each room, and finally he was able to catch a few Eighth Route Soldiers, and he urgently needed to know the number and department of this Eighth Route Army.

Chief of Staff Lin Zhiguo and several soldiers carried Qian Liyuan, the commander of the second battalion, who was unconscious, into a thatched hut. Lin Zhiguo panted and muttered to himself while pressing the bullet into the *: "Damn, it seems that today is inevitable." Forget it, since you can't get out, I'm going to here, and before I die, I will pull a few more pads, and I must not be cheap, little devil......"

"Don't worry, Chief of Staff, we're with you! Since the devil has forced us to a dead end, then we will simply fight with the dog! I've been a soldier and I've participated in more than a dozen battles since I joined the army, and I haven't tasted what death is like, so today is an opportunity! ”

"Yes, it's all here, what are we afraid of? Let's go! Avenge the sacrifices of the second battalion! ”

Lin Zhiguo patted the soldiers on the shoulders with relief, and his eyes moistened a little: "Good job, brothers." The regiment commander has long said that there is not a single soldier in our independent regiment! The brothers here are all men with eggs, even if they die, they have to die with dignity, let's fight with the devil! If you really can't fight, let's go on the road together, and we can have a companion on Huangquan Road! ”

At this moment, there was a heavy slamming sound outside the courtyard. After Lin Zhiguo and the soldiers glanced at each other, they returned to each blocking point and took their positions, it seemed that the Japanese search force had arrived, and the final battle was about to start......

Sure enough, several Japanese soldiers from the Ishigaki squadron were using two iron hammers to cut the door, and soon dense cracks appeared on the door panel, and after about half a minute, the upper part of the door panel had been smashed out of a palm-sized hole. A Japanese soldier who smashed the door handed the hammer in his hand to someone else, then raised his heel and slowly put his right arm into the doorway, trying to remove the deadbolt. A few seconds after the arm was stretched in, a sudden bullet crashed into the joint of his right arm, and the intense pain spread throughout his body in the blink of an eye, and the Japanese soldier who was shot was holding the injured right arm and lying on the ground in pain, rolling with a terrible scream.

The Japanese soldiers outside the door couldn't help but be happy and angry when they saw this, happy that there were indeed eight ways to hide in this room, and angry that they were unwilling to see their own people being hit hard by this and rolling on the ground in pain, so they stopped digging the door and transferred a Type 92 heavy machine gun from the Imperial Allied Army who rushed to support.

"Da ......" The heavy machine gun spewed out a scorching tongue of fire, and the burst of bullets smashed the door panel in front of it into a sieve in the blink of an eye. Within two seconds of a Japanese officer with the rank of second lieutenant giving the order to stop shooting, two or three Japanese soldiers came up and kicked him away. The sound of gunfire rang out again......

Before the three Japanese soldiers who rushed into the courtyard took the lead could make any response, they were knocked to the ground with guns by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were squatting in the house and waiting for work, and they were killed. The Japanese second lieutenant planned to capture a few remnants of the Eighth Route in the house, so he did not send artillery to reinforce them. I saw him raise his chin at a Japanese translator who could speak Chinese standing beside him, and after the translator understood it, he stepped forward and shouted: "Listen to the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army inside, I advise you to put down the weapons in your hands and stop doing this senseless battle of trapped beasts." As long as you lay down your weapons and stop resisting, we will guarantee your lives! The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army inside listened to ......"

"Horn! Trumpet! The Japanese interpreter ...... replied to the sparse gunshots, and the shouting interpreter and the Japanese officers and soldiers hurriedly took refuge outside the courtyard, but two Japanese soldiers were still killed by bullets.

The gunfire soon subsided, and calm returned to the surroundings. The Japanese officer expressed his anger at the "unruliness" of the Eighth Road, and he immediately ordered his soldiers to set fire to the house, but he did not believe that the Eight Roads would rather be burned to charcoals than surrender.

Qian Liyuan, the commander of the second battalion, also gradually woke up from his coma, and his shoulder blade was hit by a bullet, resulting in massive blood loss. The whole person has long lost the spirit before being injured, and his face has become bloodless, and he is already dying. Qian Liyuan knew in his heart that at this rate of blood loss, he was afraid that he would not be able to last long, but he would never want to wait for death like this, even if he died, he would have to act like a soldier, even if he died, he would have to pull a few more Japanese as backs, and wait until he reached the underworld to settle accounts with the dogs!

"Old Lin ......" Qian Liyuan's voice was like a gossamer, as if it was a call from the opposite side of the mountain cliff in the distance.

Lin Zhiguo couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Qian Liyuan wake up. He hunched over and rushed to Qian Liyuan and scolded with a smile: "Old Qian, wake up?" How does it feel? ”

"Let the devil block it, right? What's the matter, it's not good to be beaten around by people, right? Your old Lin also has today's ......," Qian Liyuan smiled weakly.

"You kid is really a cooked duck——— the meat is rotten, it's all at this juncture, and you can laugh? What the are you proud of? I can tell you, Lao Tzu, I just want to die, and I have to pull you kid together, and I won't give you a chance to mutiny! Lin Zhiguo wiped his mouth and scolded.

",, I'm the head of a battalion, I, I'm...... Can I fucking mutiny? Can Lao Tzu ...... You can't let the bunch of rabbits and rabbits in the first and third battalions see jokes, it's just death...... Lao Tzu also has to die in ...... On the road to follow and fight the enemy......" Qian Liyuan was struggling to say, when two red lights suddenly flashed in front of him, as if something heavy had hit the roof, and suddenly dust fell on the ground, and the fire burned......

Qian Liyuan looked at the roof that was almost burned out with a pair of godless eyes, and laughed at himself: "The devil is in a hurry, he wants to roast us into roast chicken." Lao Lin, help me up, I don't, I can't discredit the independent group, I come with money far and clean, and I have to go with dignity...... Help me up! ”

Lin Zhiguo hugged Qian Liyuan's waist with his hand, and the two supported each other and slowly stood up from the ground...... The black smoke spread through the house, and the soldiers, unwilling to sit in the house and wait for death, kicked open the door and rushed out of the house to fight the enemy. Three minutes later, the battle ended, and three soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and two Japanese soldiers were killed.

The Japanese second lieutenant looked at the corpse of the soldier of the Eighth Route Army lying on the ground, glanced at the house in front of him, which had spread fire, and was about to send someone in to check whether there was still a living mouth, when a small black hole suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The second lieutenant was still thinking to the last moment of his life: Hey, what went wrong?

The Japanese soldiers outside the courtyard couldn't help but be furious when they saw this, and looked at the body of the commander, and the Japanese soldiers roared like crazy. The shouts attracted reinforcements from all around. Within five minutes, no less than 30 Japanese soldiers had gathered around the courtyard. Captain Ishigaki, who rushed to reinforce him, looked at the fire in front of him and said, it seems that the eight roads inside are determined not to surrender, since this is the case, there is nothing to say, it is better to fulfill them...... A flash of thought crossed his mind, and he waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to throw it into the ruined house* in a heavy voice.

Two Japanese soldiers, each holding a Type 97* with the firing pin removed, had just rushed into the yard to throw it into the house, only to hear two crisp gunshots in the air. One Japanese soldier was shot and fell to the ground before he could throw *, and another Japanese soldier managed to throw * into the house, but was shot in the leg and fell to the ground.

Looking at the * that rolled into the house, a cold light suddenly flashed in Qian Liyuan's godless eyes, and he almost subconsciously pushed Lin Zhiguo beside him to the side, and he pounced on the * that was emitting white smoke......

Just listen to the ground "Boom! "Boom!" With two sounds, explosions were launched in the house and in the courtyard almost at the same time, and the beams of the house, which had been burned by the fire, were crumbling and could collapse at any time......

Lin Zhiguo, who was pressed by a wooden plank, was hit by shrapnel in his abdomen and knee, and his body was not only covered with cannon fodder, but also filled with a strong * smell. Black and red blood flowed out of his ears and nostrils, because the air wave set off after the explosion caused Lin Zhiguo's spleen to suffer a heavy blow, and every few seconds his throat would be filled with a fishy liquid, and the blood mixed with other vomit stained Lin Zhiguo's entire face, which looked a little scary from a close distance.

Lin Zhiguo tilted his head to look at the location where Qian Liyuan fell to the ground, the ground was already a mess, the stumps and broken arms were glued to the wall, the ground and the roof that was about to burn out, and the only thing that was well preserved was the shell gun that was worn by Qian Liyuan's side...... Lin Zhiguo reached for the shell gun, which had lost its owner, and after painstakingly unloading it, he found that there were still three bullets left inside. He struggled to unload the * in his gun, and after looking at it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: no more, no less, it happens to be three shots. This is God's last chance to kill six more devils before he dies in battle!

Lin Zhiguo clenched the grips of the two control guns, wiped the safety with the outside of his thighs, and then began to move his body, trying to get up from the ground, falling to the ground again and again, and starting over again and again......

Looking at the grass hut surrounded by gunsmoke in front of him and the corpses of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army lying on the ground, Captain Ishigaki couldn't help but feel a shudder, although these Eight Routes fell under his own hands, his courage was worthy of his own respect. Perhaps leave the corpses to their own troops to collect.

The Japanese interpreter cautiously walked over and whispered: "Your Excellency Squadron Leader, in the face of such a round of attacks, it is impossible to have any more living mouths here, do you think you should continue the search in another place?" ”

Captain Ishigaki nodded lightly for permission, and when the Japanese soldiers outside the courtyard were about to withdraw from the team, two more gunshots suddenly rang out. "Horn! Trumpet! "Two Japanese soldiers at the end of the line were shot in the back and fell to the ground and died.

Captain Ishigaki was extremely surprised, what? And alive? He immediately led his men to surround the courtyard again. Captain Ishigaki frowned and observed the movement in the room, motioning for the soldiers not to shoot for the time being.

Suddenly, out of the devastated house was a "black man" covered in blood and blood, his clothes were in tatters, and his hair was as messy as the weeds in the courtyard. The Japanese soldiers were stunned, and the guy in front of them seemed to be black except for the whites of his eyes......

Lin Zhiguo stood in front of the Japanese soldiers like an iron man, and at this time he was scanning the devil soldiers in front of him with a contemptuous gaze, and he could clearly feel that the green tendons bursting at his temples were beating violently, and the bloodthirsty desire was burning in the depths of his heart like a lit fire......

A voice full of excitement and provocation shouted out from Lin Zhiguo's mouth: "Hey, little devils, do you dare to change your life?!" ”

Before the words fell, Lin Zhiguo suddenly raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at the Japanese soldier in front of him and pulled the trigger fiercely......

"Horn! Trumpet! The sound of gunfire ...... burst beans broke the silence that lasted for nearly ten minutes or so......

The Japanese army also began to raise their guns to fight back, and the group of bullets from the opposite side crashed into Lin Zhiguo's body in a broken bamboo manner, Lin Zhiguo's body twitched and shook desperately in the rain of bullets as if he had touched an electric door, and his chest and abdomen bloomed one after another bright blood flowers, and countless blood holes spread all over his body......

In the distance, a flock of crows suddenly flew over the sky, and it was passing over Wei Wangzhuang, and this scene can be said to be in full view, and the crows couldn't help but let out a rather sad wail in unison......

During the service, the Second Battalion of the Independent Regiment, from Chief of Staff Lin Zhiguo, Second Battalion Commander Qian Liyuan, Instructor Jin Xuezhong, to the cadres of all companies and platoons under its jurisdiction and all the grassroots soldiers were all spared, and all of them died. All the officers and soldiers of the second battalion used their lives to fulfill the oath they made when they joined the army, and they would rather die in battle than be slaves in the country!

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While the 2nd Battalion was all killed, the 1st Battalion was also facing an unprecedented crisis. Yang Longfei never expected that he led the team to fight indiscriminately according to the sweeping troops of the devils, and actually attracted all the Japanese puppet troops in all directions. Just outside the defensive position of the 1st battalion, the Japanese sweeping troops formed a huge encirclement, interspersed with hundreds of miles in depth. A cavalry wing, two infantry brigades, an artillery squadron, and all the main forces of the first detachment of the Imperial Allied Army under the jurisdiction of the 36th Division of the Japanese Army, totaling more than 10,000 people, surrounded the four directions of the first battalion of the independent regiment. Tanks and armored vehicles ran rampant across the vast plains, and on the way, they opened fire and shot at both civilians and defeated troops, without mercy.

Zhang Shan, the deputy head of the regiment, rushed to Yang Longfei and shouted: "Regiment commander, we can't go any further, now there are devils and puppet armies on all sides, and if we continue to fight hard, the old foundation of the first battalion will be exhausted!" ”

"What about the second battalion? That is the armed force of our independent regiment, and it is the family business that I Yang Longfei saved single-handedly, and I can't leave the second battalion behind! ”

"It's too late, Captain...... Now that the independent regiment is memorizing, why should the first battalion take care of the second battalion when it is too busy to take care of itself? Give the order to retreat, regiment commander, if you don't retreat, the second battalion will not be rescued, and the first battalion will be finished! ”

Yang Longfei's pair of swollen walnut-like eyes stared at the battle situation in front of him, and the whites of his eyes were covered with dense bloodshots: the Japanese infantry had blocked almost all the nearby hills, whether it was the mountain beams in the distance or the plains nearby, Japanese puppet soldiers in yellow military uniforms could be seen everywhere, so many that they could not be counted like locusts in autumn. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, dragging a long voice and shouting reluctantly: "Withdraw!" ”

After receiving the order, the companies broke through to the south with the battalion headquarters, and from the perspective of the intensity of the gunfire, the enemy's offensive in the south was the weakest, and the intensity of the gunfire was not as dense as that of the other four directions, so it would be more conducive to reducing unnecessary casualties in the process of breaking through.

"Third Company Commander, quick, the person who brought you will block this opening for me, and I will ask you if there is any problem!" Zhang Shan called Xiao Baozhu, the commander of the third company, in the confusion.

"Yes, the three companies are coming with me...... Xiao Baozhu immediately led the soldiers to block the intersection that had just broken through, and was responsible for blocking the main force of the Japanese army pressing up from the north. What Zhang Shan didn't expect was that the Japanese prisoner of war squad that was temporarily assigned to the establishment of the guard company actually broke away from the establishment without permission and stayed in place without authorization to cooperate with the third company to fight a blocking battle.

"Ahem, which the are you connected to? Who asked you to come? Seeing this, Company Commander Xiao hurriedly shouted.

The Japanese soldiers led by him babbled non-stop, and Company Commander Xiao realized that after making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be the fucking Japanese prisoner class. He tilted his head and counted, no more, no less, it happened to be a person. Company Commander Xiao said angrily: "What's the matter? Little devil, seeing that Lao Tzu has surrounded your fellow villagers, and thinking about changing his course and returning to Japan, right? I can say ugly things in front of me, as long as Lao Tzu still has a breath, I won't give you this chance, you be honest with Lao Tzu, and if you dare to mess around, I'll kill you......"

The Japanese soldiers were still babbling and shouting, raising their guns and shooting at the opposite side while making all kinds of strange gestures at Company Commander Xiao, and had no intention of stopping their mouths. This made Company Commander Xiao very angry, as the supreme commander guarding the position at this time, he needed absolute silence, or he didn't want to hear any noise from other places except for the sound of gunfire. But the Japanese soldiers next to them didn't know each other very well, just like the mother-in-law of the local villagers.

"I mean, can you fucking shut up? Lao Tzu didn't farm again, why did he learn to call a cricket? What the is talking like a donkey barking a trough......" Xiao Lian scolded angrily.

A soldier next to him reminded: "Company commander, this little devil really seems to have something to say......

"What about the paperwork we even have? Call him, didn't he learn a few words of Japanese? Let him listen to it and see what kind of medicine is sold in this little devil's gourd! ”

After the company's Ma Wen arrived, the Japanese soldiers led by him seemed to be extremely excited in body and language as if they had seen a life-saving straw. After hearing this, Ma Wenwen turned around and reported to Company Commander Xiao: "Company commander, he said that since they have become prisoners, they will no longer have any intention of defecting, and it is impossible for the Japanese army to accept them again. Therefore, they are determined to share the hardships with us, to break through the siege together, and to die together if they want to die......"

", little devil, I've only been in politics class for a few days and I've learned this set for us Chinese." Alas, my ugly words can be said in front, if you are sincerely following me, then I raise my hands to welcome, if you dare to play tricks on me in this name, don't blame the guy in my hand for not recognizing people! ”

The battle lasted less than fifteen minutes, the ammunition in reserve of the third company was already very small, and many of the firearms in the hands of the soldiers had become burning sticks, and in the face of the Japanese troops surrounded from all sides, the soldiers had no choice but to wait quietly. On the vast plain battlefield, the Japanese army had a great advantage in gun firepower, and more than one-third of the soldiers were shot and killed by the Japanese army one by one after losing their combat ability because they ran out of ammunition and food. I have to admit that there are quite a few soldiers with sniper potential in the ranks of the Japanese army, and some of them can even name the "prey" that has entered their crosshairs one by one at a distance of more than 150 meters and without being equipped with a scope. Therefore, many soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were shot and killed after exposing their entire person to the opponent's field of vision and range without cover.

The Japanese cavalry galloped across the plains of the open road, and soon blocked the last thirty-four men of the three companies in a narrow encirclement, and began to slowly reduce the encirclement......

After Xiao Baozhu picked up the hat on his head and threw it on the ground, he picked up a rifle equipped with a bayonet from the ground and jumped out of the fortification: "Brothers, the time has come to see blood, get all the guys ready......

After receiving the order, the soldiers got up their bayonets one after another, and jumped out of the fortifications one after another, the soldiers formed a circle back to back, glaring at the Japanese cavalry that surrounded them, and every soldier's eyes were glowing with cold light, at this time they were no longer anyone's sons, husbands and fathers, they had only one identity, that is, veterans of the independent regiment, and a group of veterans who were about to witness the bloody nature with their lives!

Approaching the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army less than 50 meters, the Japanese cavalry once again slowed down their advance, stopped at a distance of more than 30 meters between the two armies, and began to turn around a large circle, as if they were deliberately playing tricks on the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were surrounded in the circle.

In the eyes of the Japanese cavalry, this group of eight roads has become their mouth, and it is only a matter of time before they will eat it. But for the victors of this battle, they don't just think about eating the meal, but about appreciating it before eating it, or do they need to study in their hearts what kind of way to eat it?

The commander of the Japanese cavalry, Suehiro Nagayi, was a veteran Japanese officer, with a mustache above his lips, a collar badge marked with the rank of Osa, and a command knife at his waist that was more delicate than other Japanese cavalry troops.

After driving his horse and taking a few steps forward, the interpreter next to him muttered a few words, and the interpreter shouted at the opposite eight-way: "Listen to the eight-way opposite, my commander Suehiro Daisa told me that he can make an exception and give you a chance to live, as long as you honestly explain the number of the unit you belong to and the name of your commander, you can be forgiven." Do you understand that your previous resistance can be blamed and your lives will be guaranteed? ”

"your grandma, little devil, dozens of lives are here, if you have the ability, you can take it, don't nonsense!" Xiao Baozhu scolded back viciously.

Suehong Yongyi, who was riding on horseback, sneered after hearing this: "Refuse to cooperate? I don't know how to lift. Just a few dozen people, and they also want to do the battle of trapped beasts? I'd like to see if it's the stiff necks of these soldiers, or the sharpness of the sabers of my cavalry wing. All the cavalry wing, listen to my orders ——— attack! ”

Hearing the order, the Japanese cavalry brandished the saber in their hands as if they had been beaten and rushed to the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side, and the two sides soon fought together, with the sound of swords and guns, the sound of bones shattering, and the screams of the soldiers were endless...... Wherever the blade slashed, the stumps were splashed and bloody, and the loess under his feet was dyed red.

The battle lasted less than two minutes, and the Japanese cavalry, who had been involved in the melee, returned to their positions. Many of the cavalrymen had blood on their faces and bodies, both their own and those of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army...... Counting them down, in the melee just now, there were 24 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who fell under the Japanese swords, and four of them were members of the prisoner of war squad. Sadly, in this close-quarters fight, our Eighth Route Army soldiers only killed three Japanese cavalrymen, and the ten soldiers who survived, including Xiao Baozhu, were also wounded......

The interpreter once again gave the conditions for surrender: "Listen to the soldiers of the Eighth Route and let me ask you one last time, as long as you tell me the number of your unit and the name of your commander truthfully, I will assure you with the honor of a Japanese soldier that your life will continue." This is your last chance, and I hope you will think about it seriously and don't get obsessed! ”

"Little devil, you don't know us Chinese too well! If you were afraid of death, would you still be waiting for you here? At this point, let's not play false, in a word, today is either you die or I die, and in the end, you don't want to pry your grandfather's mouth open! Little devil, grandpa is ready to hit the road, what about you?! ”

The interpreter shook his head in disappointment and said to Captain Suehiro: "Your Excellency Dazuo, it seems that these eight roads are iron-hearted, you and I don't want to get any information from their mouths, do you see if it's ......?"

After nodding heavily, Suehong Yongyi raised the saber in his hand again and roared angrily: "All the cavalry wing, listen to my orders——— attack again!" ”

After a moment of silence, the Japanese cavalry boiled again, and the galloping horses poured like a tide towards the Eighth Route Army, which had only ten men...... The Japanese attacking forces quickly overwhelmed the weak Eighth Route Army, and then there was a fierce and short fight, with swords and flesh flying...... After the battle, a total of 115 people in the third company, including the company commander Xiao Baozhu, were killed, and all 10 people in the Japanese prisoner of war squad and squad leader Ichiro Sakamoto were killed......

This ordinary company, which has just over 100 people, can be seen everywhere in the troops of the Eighth Route Army, which has more than 100,000 troops, and there is nothing special about it. It is undeniable that this ordinary company, from the company commander to the soldier, has tried its best to fulfill its responsibilities and responsibilities as a soldier, and has also safeguarded the honor and dignity of the unit to which it belongs.

This combat unit of 125 men dragged down the enemy's advance for half an hour at the cost of all the casualties, and bought a certain amount of time for the large army to break through......