This is the forefront of the devils, they are always vigilant, guarding against the attack of the British, but what they didn't expect was that it was the Chinese army waiting for them.

The fierce exchange of fire brought the battle to a fever pitch at the beginning, and walkie-talkies were shouting frantically for the British to hurry up with their wounded soldiers.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Brothers, come with me!"

Charlie roared angrily, the devils attacked from the side with a strong momentum, they couldn't stand it anymore, fortunately there was good news from the front.

"Withdraw, withdraw......"

"The one who carries the wounded soldier will go first, and we will block it."

At this time, these British also understood that they had to be brave and shouted, and hundreds of people divided into two waves and ran forward in a rain of bullets.

In the smoke of the guns, a disgraced body burst out with unprecedented courage, they knew that they might die if they ran like this, but they had to rush upward, roaring to hide their fear.

On the position, the devil was in the trench and in the bunker, constantly pulling the bolt and shooting, the bullets were staggered back and forth on the position, constantly hitting the human body, the body was constantly beaten into a sieve, and the blood kept rushing.

"With a grenade!"

Feng Ye was roaring, and in the trenches, the power of the grenade was much more powerful than that of the rifle.

"Commander, the grenade is gone, it's gone!"

Rhoda shouted, their grenades were long gone, and now they had to fight the devil to the death.

"Looking for devils."

Feng Ye shouted, Thomson in his hand kept shooting, and from time to time he ran forward a few steps.

The commandos rushed forward in a hail of bullets, the flash of the explosion shining on their bodies that had been shaken by the bullets, and the blood was dazzling.

In the cold night, the hot blood was soaring, and this position was quickly penetrated by these fierce assault teams, and there were finally no devils in front of them.

"Commander, it's broken, we've succeeded!"

Zhang Dajiang shouted, and in the excited shouts, he was not just reporting to Feng Yi, but to the brothers who fought bloodily that they had succeeded.

"Hold the wings first, don't let the devils come in again, Liang Hao, you go and sort out the wounded soldiers, look for the devils' arms, and see what we can use......"

"Min Fei, if you have the opportunity, you will lead the brothers to expand to both sides, and you must widen the passage......"

Feng Ye shouted, his voice was already very hoarse, and on the two wings of the position, the devil soldiers were densely swooping towards this side.

"Kill Gaigai!"

The devil officer yelled towards the melee position, and behind him were countless devil soldiers wearing steel helmets.

"Fast, fast......"

Feng Yi fought fiercely on the position, and the British in the back were also fighting desperately, and the more than 200 Britons carrying the wounded soldiers set off first, and they didn't even know if the brothers on the stretcher were still breathing.

"The dynamite is coming, the dynamite is coming!"

"Damn sappers, hurry up and get the detonator ready, or we'll all die here."

"Damn, I'm hurt, come and pay me ......"

When it was their turn to retreat, the British soldiers cursed one by one, hoping that someone would come to their aid.

"You can go, the sappers have prepared gifts for the Japanese!"

"Let's go!"

In the shouting of the British, the British, who were holding Japanese guns, finally began to run, not to mention, they did not forget to dodge the bullets of the devils when they fled.

"Boom, boom......"

In a series of explosions, the British ran out of the position and ran directly into the field, running in the direction of survival......

"Commander, they're coming, when are we leaving?"

On the position, the British finally came, the wounded soldiers walked slowly, the retreating soldiers behind them ran fast, and they finally ran together.

"Call the artillerymen, let them bombard the fields behind us, and we can't let the devils catch up anymore."

"Call the British, we're going over, let them pay attention to the answer."

"This time we'll cut off ourselves, let them continue to run, and throw that useless guy in their hands!"

Feng Ye knew that these guys in the hands of the British were here for emergency, so it was better to throw them away now.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw......"

Ignoring the sound of the exchange of fire on both flanks of the position, and without taking a break, the dead and the alive were all brought along, and under the call of the walkie-talkie, the explosion of heavy artillery shells appeared again behind the devil's position.

"Yaga!"

The Japanese officer roared angrily, the British were not afraid to bomb the Americans, but they did not dare to bet, that thing was too lethal.

"Huhuhu......"

They ran for more than a kilometer in the last kilometer, and the British were not waiting for them in the trenches, they were waiting for them more than 400 meters out of the position, and set up an improvised defensive line.

The wounded were immediately taken to the field hospital by the British army, and the brothers who died in the battle were placed in a special place for the British army, and their remains were being processed.

The night faded, and the sky in the distance turned white, and there was still gunsmoke in the wilderness.

The thick smell of blood seemed to be unwashable, and even when the brothers were asleep, they could smell the unpleasant smell on their bodies.

The artillery on the field after a night of fierce fighting rumbled, and the British shells seemed to be really running out, and they kept shelling the field, although they did not know the specific location of the devil's position.

On the devil position after fierce battles at night, the corpses were intertwined layer by layer, and the devil soldiers wearing khaki uniforms were lying scattered on the cold soil, and the new devil soldiers were cleaning up.

"Huhuhu......"

Feng Ye sat up from the bed in the barracks suddenly, stretched out his hand and touched it, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and there was a cold feeling all over his body, and his whole body was soaked.

"Colonel Feng, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Watching Feng Yi come out of the barracks, the guards at the door politely asked, they succeeded, and the behavior of these Chinese soldiers was praised by all the soldiers here.

"I want to take a shower and get me clean clothes."

Feng Yi's head hurt a little, he had just had a long dream, dreaming that he and his brothers were dead, lying together on the cold battlefield, surrounded by smiling Japanese soldiers, behind them, it seemed to be his home, or the place he had once walked, that place was getting more and more blurred, and he couldn't remember it at all.

"Sir, I have prepared hot water for you, please come with me."

The polite guards pulled Feng Ye back to reality.

Soaking in the hot water, Feng Ye finally returned to reality, and when the hot sweat came out of his scalp and dried his body, Feng Yi put on a clean military uniform, and he was going to see the wounded brothers and the dead brothers.

"The corpses brought back are a total of one hundred and three, and they have been sorted out, sir, we have prepared the cemetery, when will it ......"

Under a simple shed, there were corpses, Feng Yi raised his hand, he didn't intend to let these brothers stay here.

Lifting the sackcloth, Feng Ye looked at the familiar faces, his heart twitched, the further back he went, the more his heart hurt, he really didn't expect that so many people would die; He was a little blinded by the success of the previous period, thinking that this operation would not kill so many.

"Let me be on my own, thank you!"

Feng Yi's legs were weak, and he squatted on the ground and covered his eyes, letting the people next to him leave.