Under the gray sky, the vision became darker and darker, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, blood gushed out from the wounds of the corpses, and then penetrated into the mud, the ground was blood-red, and the screams seemed to be weak on the entire position, and the atmosphere of the whole position was dull and depressing.

The siege of the devils was repulsed, and they managed to hold on until reinforcements arrived, but there was no cheering or celebration on the ground, and the distrained brethren collapsed in the broken trenches, gasping for breath.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The living brothers were glad that they were still alive, and when they turned their heads and looked at the bodies of the brothers who had died in battle, tears could not stop falling, and the whining began to spread throughout the battlefield.

"Drink water?"

The brothers of the new 22nd Division unscrewed the kettle and handed it to the weeping remnants.

"Is there any smoke?"

Silently shook his head, and a hoarse voice sounded.

"Whew!"

Leaning against the trenches, the remnants of the soldiers held cigarette rolls with trembling hands, gathered in front of the struck matches and lit them, smashing them violently, and the green smoke rose, and now they only wanted to use this to numb themselves.

In the daytime battle, everyone was going all out, and their nerves were highly tense, because it was related to their lives, related to the gains and losses of the position, everyone fought hard with the devil soldiers, and now they suddenly relaxed, and suddenly felt like they were falling apart.

Now no one counts the casualties, and the officers are also lying in the trenches, breathing in the air that smells of gunpowder smoke and blood, and the sound of coughing indicates that they are still alive.

A battalion reinforced by the new 22nd Division, the major officer stayed with a company, and the remaining two companies entered the two trenches in front, the devils had already left, this position was not easy to come by, and they had to wait here for the troops behind.

"Sir, are you alright?"

The major officer finally found Feng Yi, covered in gunpowder smoke, covered in bloody mud crawling all over his military uniform, and the only person who could identify himself might be his collar badge.

"I'm fine, how many more brothers do I have?"

Feng Yi shook his head, not wanting to open his eyes, he was afraid of seeing his brother's reproachful eyes.

"It's still being cleaned up, there are too many wounded, so I can only wait for the field hospital in the back to come."

The major officer crouched down, trying to help Feng Ye up, or make him lie down more comfortably.

"Sir, the Qingshui River defense line was lost two hours ago, and Commander Du asked me to tell you that your daytime battle attracted a large number of devils, so that the brothers of the Fifth Army would not have to hide from the devils' planes while guarding against the attacks of the devil's infantry; Brethren of the Fifth Army, you will remember that Chief Du and others will also come to visit the brethren. ”

As he spoke, the major officer straightened Feng Ye and let him lean against the edge of the trench; Then he stood up and saluted silently.

The casualty figures would eventually come out, and the Qijiang disciples slowly recovered after an hour, preventing the brothers of the new 22nd Division from burying the fallen brothers on the spot, and stood up from the trenches one by one.

"Commander, more than 600 brethren have gone today; Now there are less than 2,000 people left to fight, and the rest are all wounded. ”

Liang Hao walked to Feng Ye's side and reported the latest situation.

War is like that, there is never mercy, cruelty is synonymous with it.

"Captain, get ready; Send off the brethren on their last journey! ”

"Commander, the brothers are waiting for you!"

"Commander......"

Unconsciously, Min Fei, Wang Ning, Zhang Chuan, Luo Da and other officers gathered around Feng Yi, and there were many officers with gauze that had just been tied around their bodies.

"Send!"

Feng Yi struggled to stand up, looking at the brothers standing silently on the battlefield, the dotted torches radiating the last light in the night sky, and before he knew it, the sky was completely dark.

"Brothers, slow down in heaven, follow us, and we will take you home!"

Feng Ye held the torch, shouted, and threw the torch into the firewood, and in the blazing firelight, the body in the fire was slowly devoured.

"Woo woo woo ......"

With the roar of the engines, a large force of the expeditionary force appeared within the range of the campfire, and tanks, cars, and a large number of infantry slowly stayed outside the position.

"Sir!"

With the shouts of the guards, Du Yuming, Luo Youlun, Yu Shao, Liao Yaoxiang and a group of officers wearing generals entered the position.

"Sir!"

Feng stood at the entrance of the underground fortifications and saluted silently.

"Good fight, come in!"

After Du Yuming returned the salute, he patted Feng Ye on the shoulder and asked him to enter the underground fortifications together.

The wooden tables of the underground fortifications were also covered with a thick layer of dust, and a staff officer rudely wiped the sand with his sleeve, and a cloud of dust filled the bunker.

"Whoa!"

No one blamed him, the map was laid flat on it.

"Chief of Staff, let's get started!"

In the dim candlelight, Du Yuming frowned and directly asked Luo Youlun to introduce the situation.

"The devil broke through the Qingshui River defense line at four o'clock in the afternoon, and the 96th Division suffered heavy casualties, and now the troops are less than 4,000 people, which is no longer enough to undertake the rearguard mission; Feng Yi, from now on, your department will no longer undertake the task of attacking, and will be responsible for the security of the military headquarters. ”

"The present position is a prominent position, and it is also the closest place for the expeditionary force to roll away; The expeditionary force no longer marched on two fronts, and from the early hours of the morning, all artillery and tanks continued to advance towards the rolling attack in conjunction with the new 22nd Division, and the Salween River must be seen before dawn. ”

……

Luo Youlun was arranging the task, and all the faces were solemn, and now the expeditionary force was really at the end of the mountain, they were surrounded on all sides, and every time they took a step forward, they had to donate blood to open the way.

"This afternoon, I received news from Geng Ma; A guide team of more than 100 hunters of various nationalities, carrying two radio stations, has already set out from Gengma, and is expected to wait for us the day after tomorrow, that is, on May 11, ten kilometers east of the Salween River, which is the location. ”

Luo Youlun pointed to a point on the border between Yunnan and Burma, which was not visible on the map at all, but they all knew that the place was there.

"So, whatever we have over our heads tomorrow, we have to cross the Salween River."

Du Yuming sighed, the rainy season in Myanmar has not come for a long time, but the devils have been surrounded on all sides, where is the fate of the expeditionary force? He's also confused now.

"How long will it take for the troops of the new 22nd Division to be assembled?"

Du Yuming didn't ask for an opinion, and looked directly at Liao Yaoxiang.

"About half past ten."

Liao Yaoxiang looked at the time and replied.

"The artillery regiment and the troops directly under the army have already arrived here about an hour late for the field hospital, and you have an hour to prepare."

Du Yuming nodded.

……

The meeting ended half an hour later, and Feng returned to the brothers, resting and waiting for the brothers in the cooking class to get hot food.

"Gollum ......"

Inside the trenches, the iron pot of the cooking squad was set on the fire, and the steaming inside was steaming, and the fried japonica rice was churning inside, exuding a thick rice fragrance in all directions.

"Be careful, hot!"

The lunch box contained piping hot porridge, thanks to the haste of the devil's retreat, the surviving brothers of the 85th regiment now have iron lunch boxes, of course, the kettle has long become their standard, the difference is that now each of them carries two kettles.