The battle on the Third Battalion continued. In the end, there were only more than 100 remaining soldiers. The Third Battalion Commander was covered in blood and held an explosive bag, looking ahead with red eyes.

This is the first time they lack ammunition. The bullets were not exhausted, but were hidden in the distance. They cannot get them now, and the bullets they carry on for a while are not enough.

However, everyone has two grenades and four grenades on them, and dry food is enough, and they are all sent by the people.

The Third Battalion Commander believed that as long as they did not die this time, their relationship with the people would definitely be able to go further.

But the situation was much worse than he expected, because the 16th Japanese Brigade actually freed up his hands and sent reinforcements over.

Two brigades of more than 500 people rushed over with full armed forces.

"Battery Commander, the Japanese have two more squadrons. What should we do?"

A scout ran back and reported that it was already evening and that their mission had been completed and they could retreat.

However, when the Third Battalion Commander saw some ordinary people feeding the dying wounded soldiers behind him, he knew that he could not retreat, even if he disobeyed the order or even had his troops exhausted him.

Their purpose is not only to win the Japanese, but also to gain recognition from the people. If they leave, what these people will suffer will be unimaginable.

But what he knew was that their newly rising status in the hearts of the people would be like stones in the sky, smashing heavily on the ground and on the hearts of the people.

"Order the troops to take the common people and the new soldiers to retreat tonight. We will be in front of us, and we will send a communications soldier to the command center to ask when will the reinforcements arrive?"

The cheeks of the third battalion commander were cut open. Although they were not penetrated, the blood stains leaked looked hideous and terrifying. They were truly a god of killing.

No one had any objections to the third battalion commander's idea. When they came here, they did not feel the warmth of the fortress. The kind of warmth that the common people had to communicate with you was undoubtedly falling into the ice cellar.

After finally feeling this warmth again, they would not take a step back even if they beat them to death, unless the people all left safely.

But the Third Battalion Commander was a little helpless. There were too many ordinary people nearby. If it weren't for the dozens of militias they had developed desperately, they would probably have drawn out people to protect the people from retreating.

At night, the Japanese attack stopped. The Japanese knew that the battle was not good at night. Anyway, the Eighth Route Army inside had been surrounded by them, and it would not be too late to annihilate them tomorrow.

"In the report, I just found that the small Tujiao Eighth Route Army with some ordinary people retreated from the west. Will it be pursued?"

On the side of the Japanese, a second lieutenant asked their captain, and they have suffered a lot in fighting with the Tujiao Route Army here these days.

He was not told about being bombarded at first, but later he wanted to fight against the Eighth Route Army, but he set up a mine formation.

I tried my best to get through the mines, but I'm sorry that I've retreated.

And at this time, the reinforcements from the two squadrons of the 16th Brigade actually came.

For the Japanese, he actually beat him like this with more battles and needed someone to send reinforcements, which was really a shame.

Therefore, he wanted to wait until the reinforcements were in the past to eat these local Eighth Route Army members in order to save face.

But I'm really embarrassed, it suddenly became dark!

Night combat is very difficult. Many soldiers have symptoms of night blindness, and they don’t know where the other party is at this time.

When he thought of this, the Japanese captain was not ready to attack at night.

It is precisely because of this that the people have the opportunity to withdraw, otherwise there would be no chance.

Until around 2 a.m., a soldier walked to the third battalion commander and reported:

"Report to the battalion commander, most of the people have retreated, but..."

"It's just that we have been surrounded by the Japanese. If we want to retreat, we have very little hope!"

Their battalion has only more than 400 people, and they are only more than 500 new soldiers. This time, the Japanese have an ordinary brigade of about 1,000 people. The transport team was dragged by the guerrillas, and they found out that the artillery guns were blown up before they even opened.

Now they all have no artillery shells, and the third battalion commander thought that they would explode when he lit up, and would never leave them to the Japanese.

"If you can't evacuate, then fight. I believe the captain will not give up on us. Reinforcements will definitely arrive soon!"

The Third Battalion Commander knew that the situation was very urgent now. It was not that Li Jian did not send people, but that the Japanese had several divisions staring at him. He must be dispatching troops!

It is said that there is very little time for one day, and many troops may not necessarily have reinforcements for three days.

But Li Jian said there was, then there must be!

The third battalion commander absolutely believes in Li Jian!

Sure enough, the next morning, the Japanese launched an attack. The third battalion commander was about to explode the cannon when he suddenly heard some gunfire, which made him stop.

"This gunshot is so familiar!"

It seemed that he had thought of something, and he suddenly picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. He saw a red military flag floating in the air. Although it was a bit worn, the sign of a sharp knife on it made him excited.

"Hahahaha, reinforcements have arrived!"

"I have such a great face. It's the Sharp Knife Camp who came to support us!"

The third battalion commander couldn't cry because he could no longer shed tears. However, with excitement on his face, he picked up the Sanba Big Bin covered with sticky blood and shouted:

"Brothers, our reinforcements are here. They are the most elite troops of our detachment, the Sharp Knife Battalion!"

The combat power of the Sword Battalion is definitely the best in the independent detachment. With one-to-one force, it can definitely crush any Japanese troops.

Except for the less than a thousand troops, there are almost no shortcomings.

At this moment, Xu Dayi was holding a semi-automatic hand with a three-edged military baton in his hand and kept rushing forward. The Sharp Knife Battalion did not need so much extra command, they could command themselves, let alone such crushing battles.

"Brothers, you can't be embarrassed in the first battle after the New Year! Let me cheer up!"

Xu Dayi loved the semi-automatic rifles and triangular military spears made by the arsenal. They now carry two bayonets, a triangular military spear and an ordinary steel spear.

“Ah~”

The Japanese were a little panicked at the Eighth Route Army that suddenly appeared around them and organized personnel to fight back in a hurry, but it was too late.

Bang bang bang bang!

A warrior took the Bayi Half and automatically fired three shots at a Japanese devil, and there were a few holes on the Japanese devil's body instantly.

A warrior rushed to the Japanese because he was too fast and went up without thinking. When the Japanese saw that Tu Balu was fighting with him, they couldn't help but be happy. Unfortunately, he was disappointed. The warrior's bayonet pierced into his chest quickly and accurately, and he didn't see clearly when he was so fast.

Thorny~

Before the Japanese were relieved and puzzled, the warrior pulled out the military spear and continued to find the next Japanese.
Chapter completed!