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The Japanese artillery positions did not dare to shell rashly under the deterrence of the air force, not because the devils were afraid of death, but because they now cherish the existing artillery resources very much, just like the war of resistance that began in China, they would rather sacrifice infantry than destroy a single artillery.

The sound of guns and cannons on the banks of the Dalong River knew that it would not end until noon, and in the whistling of bullets, the Japanese troops and the Burmese Defense Forces by the river did not even have a chance to surrender, they were driven by the fire behind them, and had to attack hard, because they did not even have a chance to enter the water, and entering the water meant becoming a target for guns, and the brethren of those commandos would not have the slightest politeness.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the brothers in the continuous shooting, as long as they see moving objects, they can't help but shoot, including the corpses swept by the river, there is no Japanese counterattack on the entire battlefield, he had to order the brothers to stop.

"Clear the battlefield and build fortifications."

Feng Ye shouted, and sat down on the beach, with a broken sandbag behind him.

"Crackling!"

What Feng Yi, who started the attack, did not expect was that when the night fell, the fire by the river was still not extinguished, and there was a tendency to burn more and more violently, and even Zhang Chuan and Min Fei, who were preparing to ambush, had to retreat another 400 meters.

"Blast the trees, set up a barrier!"

Feng Ye shouted, at this time, the medical team had come to the ferry along the river, and the brothers who assaulted the ferry were still injured in the fierce firefight, but no dead brothers had appeared so far.

"Do you need a good night's sleep, do you need morphine?"

Next to Feng Ng, Anne was checking Feng Ng's body, because he was also injured, I don't know where the attack came from, so that the military uniform on his arm was broken, and the wound on his arm is now invisible, and it is covered by dried blood, Anne is about to clean the wound and remind Feng Ng.

"No, you don't."

"Zila!"

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, ready for pain.

"It's a fierce fight, aren't you afraid?"

Annie was very gentle, and did not rudely open his wound to disinfect it, but carefully treated the wound with scissors and various medical instruments.

"Those who are scared have died early."

Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the rich nicotine asked Annie to frown.

"When did you go to war?"

The movements of Annie's hand did not stop, Feng Yi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, he could already feel the pain, but he didn't care, this pain was still within his endurance.

"Six years ago, I was still a death squad."

Feng Yi replied casually. The Japanese artillery positions did not dare to shell rashly under the deterrence of the air force, not because the devils were afraid of death, but because they now cherish the existing artillery resources very much, just like the war of resistance that began in China, they would rather sacrifice infantry than destroy a single artillery.

The sound of guns and cannons on the banks of the Dalong River knew that it would not end until noon, and in the whistling of bullets, the Japanese troops and the Burmese Defense Forces by the river did not even have a chance to surrender, they were driven by the fire behind them, and had to attack hard, because they did not even have a chance to enter the water, and entering the water meant becoming a target for guns, and the brethren of those commandos would not have the slightest politeness.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the brothers in the continuous shooting, as long as they see moving objects, they can't help but shoot, including the corpses swept by the river, there is no Japanese counterattack on the entire battlefield, he had to order the brothers to stop.

"Clear the battlefield and build fortifications."

Feng Ye shouted, and sat down on the beach, with a broken sandbag behind him.

"Crackling!"

What Feng Yi, who started the attack, did not expect was that when the night fell, the fire by the river was still not extinguished, and there was a tendency to burn more and more violently, and even Zhang Chuan and Min Fei, who were preparing to ambush, had to retreat another 400 meters.

"Blast the trees, set up a barrier!"

Feng Ye shouted, at this time, the medical team had come to the ferry along the river, and the brothers who assaulted the ferry were still injured in the fierce firefight, but no dead brothers had appeared so far.

"Do you need a good night's sleep, do you need morphine?"

Next to Feng Ng, Anne was checking Feng Ng's body, because he was also injured, I don't know where the attack came from, so that the military uniform on his arm was broken, and the wound on his arm is now invisible, and it is covered by dried blood, Anne is about to clean the wound and remind Feng Ng.

"No, you don't."

"Zila!"

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, ready for pain.

"It's a fierce fight, aren't you afraid?"

Annie was very gentle, and did not rudely open his wound to disinfect it, but carefully treated the wound with scissors and various medical instruments.

"Those who are scared have died early."

Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the rich nicotine asked Annie to frown.

"When did you go to war?"

The movements of Annie's hand did not stop, Feng Yi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, he could already feel the pain, but he didn't care, this pain was still within his endurance.

"Six years ago, I was still a death squad."

Feng Yi replied casually. The Japanese artillery positions did not dare to shell rashly under the deterrence of the air force, not because the devils were afraid of death, but because they now cherish the existing artillery resources very much, just like the war of resistance that began in China, they would rather sacrifice infantry than destroy a single artillery.

The sound of guns and cannons on the banks of the Dalong River knew that it would not end until noon, and in the whistling of bullets, the Japanese troops and the Burmese Defense Forces by the river did not even have a chance to surrender, they were driven by the fire behind them, and had to attack hard, because they did not even have a chance to enter the water, and entering the water meant becoming a target for guns, and the brethren of those commandos would not have the slightest politeness.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the brothers in the continuous shooting, as long as they see moving objects, they can't help but shoot, including the corpses swept by the river, there is no Japanese counterattack on the entire battlefield, he had to order the brothers to stop.

"Clear the battlefield and build fortifications."

Feng Ye shouted, and sat down on the beach, with a broken sandbag behind him.

"Crackling!"

What Feng Yi, who started the attack, did not expect was that when the night fell, the fire by the river was still not extinguished, and there was a tendency to burn more and more violently, and even Zhang Chuan and Min Fei, who were preparing to ambush, had to retreat another 400 meters.

"Blast the trees, set up a barrier!"

Feng Ye shouted, at this time, the medical team had come to the ferry along the river, and the brothers who assaulted the ferry were still injured in the fierce firefight, but no dead brothers had appeared so far.

"Do you need a good night's sleep, do you need morphine?"

Next to Feng Ng, Anne was checking Feng Ng's body, because he was also injured, I don't know where the attack came from, so that the military uniform on his arm was broken, and the wound on his arm is now invisible, and it is covered by dried blood, Anne is about to clean the wound and remind Feng Ng.

"No, you don't."

"Zila!"

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, ready for pain.

"It's a fierce fight, aren't you afraid?"

Annie was very gentle, and did not rudely open his wound to disinfect it, but carefully treated the wound with scissors and various medical instruments.

"Those who are scared have died early."

Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the rich nicotine asked Annie to frown.

"When did you go to war?"

The movements of Annie's hand did not stop, Feng Yi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, he could already feel the pain, but he didn't care, this pain was still within his endurance.

"Six years ago, I was still a death squad."

Feng Yi replied casually. The Japanese artillery positions did not dare to shell rashly under the deterrence of the air force, not because the devils were afraid of death, but because they now cherish the existing artillery resources very much, just like the war of resistance that began in China, they would rather sacrifice infantry than destroy a single artillery.

The sound of guns and cannons on the banks of the Dalong River knew that it would not end until noon, and in the whistling of bullets, the Japanese troops and the Burmese Defense Forces by the river did not even have a chance to surrender, they were driven by the fire behind them, and had to attack hard, because they did not even have a chance to enter the water, and entering the water meant becoming a target for guns, and the brethren of those commandos would not have the slightest politeness.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the brothers in the continuous shooting, as long as they see moving objects, they can't help but shoot, including the corpses swept by the river, there is no Japanese counterattack on the entire battlefield, he had to order the brothers to stop.

"Clear the battlefield and build fortifications."

Feng Ye shouted, and sat down on the beach, with a broken sandbag behind him.

"Crackling!"

What Feng Yi, who started the attack, did not expect was that when the night fell, the fire by the river was still not extinguished, and there was a tendency to burn more and more violently, and even Zhang Chuan and Min Fei, who were preparing to ambush, had to retreat another 400 meters.

"Blast the trees, set up a barrier!"

Feng Ye shouted, at this time, the medical team had come to the ferry along the river, and the brothers who assaulted the ferry were still injured in the fierce firefight, but no dead brothers had appeared so far.

"Do you need a good night's sleep, do you need morphine?"

Next to Feng Ng, Anne was checking Feng Ng's body, because he was also injured, I don't know where the attack came from, so that the military uniform on his arm was broken, and the wound on his arm is now invisible, and it is covered by dried blood, Anne is about to clean the wound and remind Feng Ng.

"No, you don't."

"Zila!"

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, ready for pain.

"It's a fierce fight, aren't you afraid?"

Annie was very gentle, and did not rudely open his wound to disinfect it, but carefully treated the wound with scissors and various medical instruments.

"Those who are scared have died early."

Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the rich nicotine asked Annie to frown.

"When did you go to war?"

The movements of Annie's hand did not stop, Feng Yi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, he could already feel the pain, but he didn't care, this pain was still within his endurance.

"Six years ago, I was still a death squad."

Feng Yi replied casually. The Japanese artillery positions did not dare to shell rashly under the deterrence of the air force, not because the devils were afraid of death, but because they now cherish the existing artillery resources very much, just like the war of resistance that began in China, they would rather sacrifice infantry than destroy a single artillery.

The sound of guns and cannons on the banks of the Dalong River knew that it would not end until noon, and in the whistling of bullets, the Japanese troops and the Burmese Defense Forces by the river did not even have a chance to surrender, they were driven by the fire behind them, and had to attack hard, because they did not even have a chance to enter the water, and entering the water meant becoming a target for guns, and the brethren of those commandos would not have the slightest politeness.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Feng Ye shouted loudly, the brothers in the continuous shooting, as long as they see moving objects, they can't help but shoot, including the corpses swept by the river, there is no Japanese counterattack on the entire battlefield, he had to order the brothers to stop.

"Clear the battlefield and build fortifications."

Feng Ye shouted, and sat down on the beach, with a broken sandbag behind him.

"Crackling!"

What Feng Yi, who started the attack, did not expect was that when the night fell, the fire by the river was still not extinguished, and there was a tendency to burn more and more violently, and even Zhang Chuan and Min Fei, who were preparing to ambush, had to retreat another 400 meters.

"Blast the trees, set up a barrier!"

Feng Ye shouted, at this time, the medical team had come to the ferry along the river, and the brothers who assaulted the ferry were still injured in the fierce firefight, but no dead brothers had appeared so far.

"Do you need a good night's sleep, do you need morphine?"

Next to Feng Ng, Anne was checking Feng Ng's body, because he was also injured, I don't know where the attack came from, so that the military uniform on his arm was broken, and the wound on his arm is now invisible, and it is covered by dried blood, Anne is about to clean the wound and remind Feng Ng.

"No, you don't."

"Zila!"

Feng Yi lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, ready for pain.

"It's a fierce fight, aren't you afraid?"

Annie was very gentle, and did not rudely open his wound to disinfect it, but carefully treated the wound with scissors and various medical instruments.

"Those who are scared have died early."

Feng took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and the rich nicotine asked Annie to frown.

"When did you go to war?"

The movements of Annie's hand did not stop, Feng Yi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, he could already feel the pain, but he didn't care, this pain was still within his endurance.

"Six years ago, I was still a death squad."

Feng Yi replied casually.