Huang Jingsheng stared at the prisoners who were getting closer and closer in front of him, and with his left hand motioned to all the people behind him to raise their guns, "It's closer, it's closer, it's closer." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info"Huang Jingsheng was as silent as a reef, quietly enjoying the calm before the storm.

"Brothers, rush with me! A battalion of your fire cover! Huang Jingsheng suddenly roared and rushed out like a tiger, followed by Luo Hanya, Wang Yibo and Li Song, followed by all the soldiers of the guard platoon and the spy platoon.

"Get down! Get down! Do you really want to die? Huang Jingsheng held a Thompson submachine gun in one hand and shouted at the throat as he charged.

At this time, the captives in front of them woke up like a dream, and they were like dominoes that had been pushed down, and they fell to the ground in neat rows, "da-da......"

The moment this human barrier falls, no! Long before they fell, the devils had already shot.

"Little devil, my **** grandma!" Huang Jingsheng roared angrily, and the battalion behind him suddenly flew out of the trench as if he had heard some code, and the 598th Regiment even hid a batch of mortars!

"The spy platoon suppresses the devil's machine gun, and the guard platoon will save people with me!" Huang Jingsheng was the first to rush to the captives, pulled out a dagger and cut the rope for them, just in the midst of this rain of bullets, in the midst of this roaring explosion, Luo Hanya suddenly heard Wang Yibo's screams, "There are little devils here in TMD, brothers withdraw ......"

Before Wang Yibo finished shouting, he was stabbed into the lower abdomen with a knife, "Little devil! Want to kill me? Let's die with Lao Tzu! Wang Yibo's eyes were red, at this moment of life and death, the blood in his heart was all stimulated, he directly pulled out the grenade on his waist, and made a gesture to pounce on the devil, intending to die with the devil in front of him.

"Fuck your uncle, what are you doing?" Luo Hanya carried the Thompson submachine gun and directly beat the little devil who stabbed Wang Yibo into a sieve, looked at Wang Yibo, who was still frightened in front of him, and scolded, "Idiot, you threw it out!" ”

Wang Yibo woke up like a dream, picked up a grenade and threw it forward, and then was embarrassed to find that it was thrown on a prisoner who had escaped from the 598th Regiment.

"Boom !!" The grenade exploded, and so did the captive, even more powerful than the grenade explosion.

"Be careful! The enemy who infiltrated us was strapped to explosives......" Among the captives, a bloody Chinese soldier shouted with all his might.

As soon as the heroic soldier finished speaking, a dagger appeared behind him, and a single stroke ended his young life.

Almost at the same time, dozens of prisoners, like crazy, rushed towards the fighters of the 598th Regiment.

"Ah...... Don't think about it! Huang Jingsheng looked crazy, stood up directly, and shot desperately with a submachine gun, the brothers of the spy platoon and the guard platoon also followed suit, and the bloody men in the captives also pounced on the few devils who were charging frantically, hugging them to death, choking their throats, teeth, nails, and heads became their weapons, and they stabbed these devils frantically, buying time for the comrades in front of them......

But more captives just stared blankly, looking at the comrades who were fighting frantically around them, looking at the comrades who were brutally killed, and they panicked and joined the ranks of the devils rushing into battle.

"I knew I should shoot them directly!" Luo Hanya handed over the injured Wang Yibo to Li Song, his eyes were red, and he turned on the demonization in anger, in the rain of bullets, he stood like a god of war, let the bullets enter his body, stood still, and fired frantically.

The Thompson submachine gun soon ran out of bullets, and Luo Hanya casually picked up a weapon of a fallen comrade and continued to strafe, and after a tragic round of fire, the enemy finally retreated.

Huang Jingsheng looked at the dozens of people still standing in front of him, stared blankly at the soldiers in front of him who sacrificed their lives to block bullets for themselves, and then glanced at the more than 100 captives in front of him who had survived by lying on the ground, his expression was mixed with joy and sorrow, and his face was full of complicated colors.

Yes, he did save the lives of more than 100 captives, but what he lost was more than 100 of the most elite soldiers of the guard platoon and the special service platoon, and more than 100 of the most elite soldiers were exchanged for more than 100 prisoners who only knew how to escape and did not even dare to burn the jade, which was really worth the loss, and it could even be said that the loss was huge.

Luo Hanya lifted the demonization, and found that the bullets on his body were squeezed out by the demonized body at some point, he couldn't help but sigh at the power of the demonic body, and wondered what such a powerful alienation skill consumed, Luo Hanya's doubts did not last long, and he was surprised to find that his spiritual power value was about to be exhausted.

The spiritual power value is 173/1000, and it has only been turned on for less than two minutes to consume so much, Luo Hanya secretly wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, fortunately the enemy retreated early, otherwise if the spiritual power was exhausted and the demonization disappeared, he would definitely die in this battle for no apparent reason. What worries Luo Hanya even more is the pair of bone wings when he was demonized, fortunately there is a backpack behind him to block it, fortunately, this bone wing is not particularly large, if it is discovered, he will definitely not be able to stay in the 598th regiment......

Li Song patted Luo Hanya, who was inexplicably stunned, thinking that he was worried about Wang Yibo's injury, Li Song smiled lightly, "Don't worry, Wang Yibo, this kid is fine, it's just a minor injury." ”

Luo Hanya also smiled, "This kid is the least worry-free, it's okay, it's okay." ”

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After returning to the trench, Huang Jingsheng surprisingly did not speak immediately, he was silent for thirty seconds, and then straightened his waist and said loudly: "What I did just now may be considered worthless by many of you, but it is true, purely in terms of combat effectiveness, our loss of combat power is more than three times the combat power of these people we have rescued." ”

The captives who had just escaped lowered their heads in shame, and the original soldiers in the trenches, especially the soldiers of the guard platoon and the spy platoon, clenched their fists tightly, clenched their steel teeth, and their grief and indignation were overflowing.

"However, I, Huang Jingsheng, have fulfilled my promise today! I, Huang Jingsheng, said that even if I die on the battlefield, I will not give up any of my brothers, let alone let you slaughter these captured brothers! Huang Jing raised his head high, and every word was said with great perseverance and loudness.

After hearing these words, the soldiers were silent, and Huang Jingsheng quietly looked at the brothers who were getting along day and night in front of him, and he was full of emotion for no reason.

"Commander, it's not your fault, it's all our fault! We are greedy for life and afraid of death, and we pigs and dogs are not as good as ......"

"Yes, it's all our fault, if we had fought with the devils at that time, where would so many brothers have died to save us......"

"I'm sorry, if you want to blame us, don't blame the head of the regiment, it has nothing to do with him......"

I don't know who started it, and the rescued captives confessed their mistakes one after another, and even some knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing to other fighters......

"Get up! Since you're back, you're still our brothers, don't cry like a......"

"Are you men, get up for Lao Tzu, if you want to sincerely repent, pick up a gun for me and kill the little devil, don't kneel like a grandson here......"

"Okay, okay, we forgive you, we don't blame the regiment commander, hurry up, the devil is coming again, ready to face ......"

The hearts of the people are long, and the soldiers present watched these rescued captives sincerely admit their mistakes one by one, and no longer blame them, and went to persuade them to get up and prepare for the next round of the devil's offensive.

Huang Jingsheng was already in tears at the moment, he looked at the soldier in front of him who had regained his trust with relief, as if he had regained his previous look, and his loud voice sounded again: "The little devils are coming over soon, cheer up Lao Tzu, prepare to fight, and avenge the dead brothers!" ”

"Hey! And what about the machine gunners? What about bombardiers? Why don't you hurry over and get ready! ”。

"Stupid looking? Dogs! Say you, go and prepare! ”

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Huang Jingsheng's voice in the trench kept ringing like a machine gun, and the happy laughter of the soldiers echoed from time to time......

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ......" was another intensive shelling, but this time the shelling was obviously different from usual, in addition to the explosions one after another, there were actually some shells emitting yellow gas, "Hold your breath and cover your face with your clothes, the little devil is bombing with poison gas!" "Experienced veterans recognized at a glance that these shells were notorious gas bombs.

Fortunately, Myanmar was in the middle of the tropical monsoon at this time, and under the strong tropical monsoon, the poison gas bombs did not do much.

Luo Hanya had just let out a long breath when she heard another old soldier beside her shouting: "Lie down, the enemy tank has opened fire!" ”

Looking at the devil infantry array, relying on tanks and armored vehicles to pounce again, Luo Hanya realized that the commander of the 55th Division, Takeuchi Kuan, was determined to eat this ancient city, and he still remembered the information he had read, Takeuchi Kuan, as one of the Class A war criminals after the war, was praised by the Japanese military department as "Demon Sword Muramasa", and was a famous offensive master of the Japanese army, and his 55th Division was given the name "Zhuang".

Thinking of this, Luo Hanya couldn't help but shake her head, the biggest problem that **** made at this time is intelligence, and now the information given by the British army is that the Japanese army only has the 55th division and the 18th division in the Burma battlefield, so the **** ordered the expeditionary force to use the 200 divisions as bait to carry out the battle with the ancient army, intending to eat the 55th division of the Japanese army in one bite.

And what is the real situation now? The Japanese Dragon Division, that is, the 56th Division, with the support of aviation units and armored units, is heading to Wax Fortress at great speed, preparing to eat China's 100,000 expeditionary force in one bite, but what can you do if you know this? A wry smile appeared on Luo Hanya's face, he knew the importance of seniority in the national army, if he entered this script, he would be an old man in Whampoa, an officer above the division level, and the things he proposed might still get some attention, but now what can he do with a small guard platoon leader? He did his duty to defend the ancient city in the same city, and help the expeditionary force kill a few more devils, these were all he could do.