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Chapter 1504 We are men, we are Chinese soldiers

"Captain, we need support. The Japanese artillery is too fierce. Give me reinforcements. I only need one company, one company..."

The 1xx Division's unit called a battalion below at a very fast call. The battalion commander on the other end shouted anxiously. Just when the commander was about to say something, there was a sudden sound on the phone.

"Hey hey hey hey...what's going on?"

The correspondent tried it and finally concluded that the phone line was broken.

"build!"

The regiment commander only had one word. He had a gun hanging on his body now, and there were scattered bullets on the table!

He has no reinforcements now, and there is still a battalion on the way, which will take at least three hours to arrive.

"Reinforcements...Where do I have reinforcements now?"

The commander rubbed his hair excitedly, then turned around, looked at his guard company, gritted his teeth, and shouted:

"The guards leave a platoon, and the rest will go to support the first battalion immediately, hurry up!"

The regiment headquarters now has no fifty officers, and the battle is very happy, but it is also fierce.

The commander's order was to let them withstand the reinforcements were on the way to arrive. It was not without people in the 1xx Division, but the reinforcements were a little far away.

They and the Japanese are fighting for time in this battle, hoping to defeat the other side as soon as possible or hold the position.

But both sides were so angry that they didn't want to take a step back, and they wanted to kill all the opponents!

On this battlefield, a company of soldiers fought bloody battles with the Japanese. Both sides were extremely jealous and could not stand apart. However, the Central Army was finally attacked by the Japanese because of insufficient troops.

Originally, the Japanese thought they had won and took the position. This was their last force. If they could not take it down, they would be the ones who should retreat.

But when they completely entered the position, they found that the soldiers here either had bayonets or held a bright big knife in their hands, looked at them with sharp eyes, and then rushed over.

The two sides were very close. Although shooting could kill several people, the bayonet and the big blade were instantly in front of us.

The Japanese had an inexplicable sense of fear for this kind of thing in China, especially when facing a group of outlaws.

When a person is ready to abandon his life, he will become very brave and calm.

If a new recruit fights a bayonet with the Japanese, the big sword in his hand will only wield it randomly to try to scare the Japanese, but the Japanese often like to fight with such people. Therefore, with just one fake, you can deceive the opponent's big sword and then stab it in with a bayonet.

But the soldiers who calmed down were different. Just looking at their eyes and steps, you can tell that these people were a group of wolves. The knife in their hands would either not move, and would penetrate into the vital parts as soon as they moved.

This time, the Japanese fought bloody battles with Chinese soldiers as before, and both sides fought with blood and blood. However, before dying, the soldiers of the National Government did not forget to pull the grenade and then save the Japanese. After a bang, both sides died together.

Half an hour later, there was only one Japanese captain holding a samurai sword, tremblingly supporting himself with his knife, and forcibly standing up.

But he found that it seemed that he was the only one who could stand up in this battlefield.

"I didn't win anymore, Chinese soldiers are not our opponent!"

Bang!

Before he was happy for a few seconds, a bullet penetrated his head, and the sky spirit cover was lifted off on the spot, and all the things inside were sprinkled out.

At this time, one had only one leg, and the other one had disappeared. Now it was dripping blood. He was holding a formal rifle in his hand and jumped out one after another.

"Chinese soldiers are better than Japanese!"

The battlefield ended with China's victory, but when the reinforcements arrived, they found that a soldier with only one leg had a gun standing next to the flag. Although he was seriously injured in blood, his eyes were extremely sharp.

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, he carried his gun, held the military flag tightly with both hands, and jumped towards the reinforcements.

"The 2nd Company of the Third Battalion of the Third Regiment of the 1xx Division, I will hand over the position to you now!"

The voice was loud and the soldier shouted out. Although his legs were missing, he still stood straight.

When the company commander who led the reinforcements saw him like this, he looked at the battlefield full of corpses and immediately stood up and shouted:

"Standing attentively...salute!"

One company saluted a disabled soldier, and everyone had admiration on their faces, although they might have been for the sake of military achievements, or they might have been forced to fight, and there were even strong men.

But at this moment, these sacrificed soldiers were shouting with their lives:

I am a man, and I am also a Chinese soldier!

Boom boom boom boom ~

The sound of artillery fire broke out again, and the company commander immediately shouted:

"Everyone enters the position!"

The lame soldier was carried down on a stretcher, and the flag was also held tightly in his hands. He heard that he was muttering during the operation.

...

War is always so cruel, and a group of good men are put on the battlefield, and then a corpse comes back.

This time, even the commander of the 1xx Division cried. Although this time he violated the chairman's instructions, he dared to pat his chest and say that they did not embarrass the Chinese, and the brothers under his command did not embarrass the Chinese.

In this battle, most of their four regiments were injured and killed, fifteen company commanders and six battalion commanders, and one regiment commander was seriously injured.

The first-class officers and soldiers in the squad died, and then the chairman would not be afraid if he asked.

"Teacher Commander, Li Jian, the Independent Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, called!"

Just when the teacher was in grief, the confidential secretary walked up with a telegram.

He packed up his sadness and picked up the telegram with some confusion and looked at it.

"The bravery of your army makes me ashamed..."

Li Jian can't quarrel with words and he can only swear words, and there are untuned words.

This thing was modified by Zhao Yiyi according to his intentions and it took more than twenty times to change it.

Commander 1xx looked at the contents of the telegram and immediately walked to the narrator of the phone and grabbed the phone and shouted:

"Hey, are you a fifth regiment? You will immediately set up defense along the highway, and soon three squadrons of Japanese soldiers passed by yours. You must leave them for me. The reinforcements from the sixth regiment will arrive soon!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to answer. The chief of staff walked up and was about to read the contents on the telegram, but the division commander snatched it away, and then burned it directly.

"Don't read it anymore. Li Jian gave us a piece of intelligence, that is, the Japanese will have a small team coming to attack our division headquarters and get the guard battalion ready!"

"What? I'll prepare right away!"

When the chief of staff heard this, he immediately ran out and left the matter of not allowing him to read the information.

"Li Jian, Li Jian, you really have some skills!"

At this time, the teacher said this...
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