On the Chinese military position in front of Dawangzhuang.

Cheng Jiaji's whole body was covered in blood, as if he had just been taken out of a red wine barrel, and his left shoulder was still hung with a color. It was a gift from a Japanese devil who rushed up with a 38-large lid and fought with him. If Ma Sanbao hadn't been quick-witted, Captain Cheng would have been there long ago.

Cheng Jiaji could not remember how many times the Japanese army had charged in an hour, nor did he remember that he had already hardened his heart and executed several soldiers and officers who wanted to escape from the bloody and fire hell on the spot. In fact, no one could count the number of charges of the Japanese army, because at this time both the Japanese and the Chinese army had completely lost their rules.

The Japanese no longer charged a group of dozens or hundreds of people, but instead launched suicide attacks or rushed to a certain section of the Chinese military positions, which made Cheng Jiaji not even time to summon the suicide squad.

Fortunately, the fanaticism of the Chinese soldiers on the former Zhuangzhuangkou position who had passed the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Nanjing was also incited by the Japanese's lifeless fighting style. There was no need for officers to mobilize them. They also tied bundles of grenades on their bodies and rushed into the Japanese camp. As long as they were not "sieve" by the Japanese's dense firepower halfway, they could always bring several Japanese soldiers into their arms of the "God Amaterasu" who did not know whether they existed or not.

The war was no longer necessary to be in this way. The officers from both sides went down to the soldiers to lead their subordinates to attack directly, and there was no structure or tactics. The well-trained tactics were no longer used at this time.

Even the artillery fire of both sides no longer pursues any accuracy. Anyway, the shells that were thrown at Qianzhuang Village were either Chinese or Japanese as long as they could attack people.

Whether it is Japanese or Chinese shells hit whoever they are.

From the perspective of tactical command, the commanders of the Chinese army and the Japanese army have lost control of their respective troops at this time, and the two sides are no longer conducting organized combat operations.

To a greater extent, this battle is now not so much an organized overall confrontation, but rather a spontaneous fight between the officers and soldiers on both sides fighting each other to the death.

That kind of self-sacrifice is not so noble, but rather a fanatical emotion that arises from the bottom of the heart after being completely assimilated by this bloody and fire hell atmosphere, driving the officers and soldiers from both sides to fight wildly in this bloody dawn.

In short, the Chinese and Japanese armies are no longer fancy to fight for their lives.

At this time, the victory or defeat of both sides is no longer the influence of firepower and tactics, but depends on the will of the officers and soldiers on both sides who want to be overwhelmed by the other side in terms of momentum will be defeated.

Not everyone has such strong will. Whether it is the Japanese or Chinese, there are some new recruits who cannot stand this kind of scene where a normal person's nerves collapse at any time.

From time to time, soldiers of the two armies who could not stand this depressing atmosphere and were mentally collapsed either stayed there waiting for the arrival of death or turned around and left while fighting with the enemy.

The officers of both sides of the former can be ignored. In general, in order to prevent chain reactions, the officers can only execute these poor soldiers on the spot.

The entire battlefield was created by the fire of war and the strong blood, which made it a strange pink, which looked filled with an indescribable beauty, like a ray of blood-like setting sun.

The fierce war atmosphere in Zhuangkou, Qianzhuang, did not scare those who were on the verge of life and death. Instead, he first scared the advance detachment of the advance detachment watching the battle in Zhuangkou, who wanted to wait for the most appropriate opportunity before attacking to reduce casualties of his subordinates and lay a victory in one fell swoop.

After all, Ji Minzhong has been a soldier for ten years and has been on the battlefield.

But no matter how it is the "civilized" war in which the winner is decided during the melee of domestic warlords, the loser spends money to redeem people, and the captured generals can be treated preferentially in brothels.

Or is the bloody battle of millions of domestic armies in the "Central Plains War" that exceeds the current battle in many times in scale.

But if it is really more tragic than the level of tragedy, the so-called bloody battles he had participated in before were compared with what was happening in the front of Zhuangkou, the so-called bloody battles in the past were just a peaceful gathering in which the two armies gathered together to lay guns at each other's positions.

Ji Minzhong held the telescope motionlessly for more than an hour, regardless of Jiang Feng's repeated urging behind him, and just refused to issue an order to attack.

From the bottom of his heart, he was shocked by what was happening in the front village of Dawangzhuang. To put it bluntly, he was shocked by the bloody battle in the true sense that he was about to watch the wind. No matter what, he did not dare to get close to that hell.

It should be said that such immersive people are not scared, but the example of the spirit of watching the battle collapse first is not uncommon in the history of war, and it can also be regarded as a normal human nature.

However, Jiang Feng, the deputy company commander who was a commander of Xia Weimin, could not wait any longer. He had been with Xia Weimin for several years and knew very well that if Cheng Jiaji had a few shortcomings and he was watching the fire from the other side of the river, even if the Military Law Department was particularly kind to the military officer, he would give him a way out by reciting his old love.

Even if Mrs. Xia spent money to hire a gunman, she would kill herself and Ji Minzhong, the coward. Moreover, he felt that neither the Military Law Department nor the Military Command had any reason to be kind to them.

Compared with Ji Minzhong, who was in his early twenties, who was in his early twenties, Jiang Feng was full of energy and wanted to seek fame and wealth.

The fame and wealth that come from the army? After all, it is not a battle. Even if you don’t have military achievements, even if you are favored in front of the superior, you will not be able to become the commander of a unit that stands alone.

In Jiang Feng's view, this situation is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Japanese have completely disrupted the system. Except for an artillery squadron who is still shooting shells that are about to be exhausted, all the other Japanese were pressing to the entrance of the village. As long as they lead the cavalry company to rush, the Japanese would have to collapse.
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