"How many people are left of us!"

Tiedingguo almost screamed with a loud voice.

"More than three hundred and seventy!"

"Is there such a big casualty?"

Tiedingguo couldn't help but be stunned.

In the past six days, the casualties in the student camp were 291, but in less than two days, the casualties rate far exceeded this number.

Tiedingguo sighed heavily.

Without effective support from artillery and aircraft, the Japanese were able to bombard their positions unscrupulously. Under the cover of artillery fire, the entire group of Oriental soldiers launched a more crazy charge.

Yesterday alone, the Japanese charged thirty-nine times.

In front of the position, there were corpses everywhere on the position. Under such a harsh situation, the position is still in his own hands, which is a miracle.

It was the eighth day, and it was already the eighth day in Beidaying. The last day left is the last day left after Zheng Yong's prescribed death order to stick to eight days.

But can I and my brothers survive on this last day?

Those Eastern people pressed up again, densely packed like ants.

The familiar gunfire sounded almost without his own commands, and then people were constantly shot and fell down on the battlefield. Then the later generations would take over their positions without hesitation, or step on their bodies to continue moving forward. All this had long been familiar and numb.

When cowardly people come here, they will completely forget the fear of death, because they are facing death every moment.

When your gun shoots an enemy, you will never guess whether the next one to be shot will be yourself. This is the law of war.

The muzzle of the machine gun was jumping there, and the machine gunners' movements were completely mechanical. It seemed that what they wanted to do was to shoot the last bullet in the magazine as soon as possible.

A soldier stood up with a grenade. He tried to throw the grenade out, but he had just stood up and was quickly pulled to the ground by the bullet. Then the grenade exploded beside him, and he himself, along with a companion around him, was blown under his grenade.

A Japanese sergeant was commanding the team to charge, but he did not notice that a black muzzle had already been aimed at him.

The gunshot was fired and it happened to hit the sergeant's head. In an instant, the brain and blood flowed out.

No one would have pity for this, including the enemy and his own people. The soldiers behind quickly stepped past his body and continued to charge forward in despair.

God knows what his name is, no one will care about this issue. The only thing the soldiers are concerned about is how to complete this charge mission as soon as possible and how to survive, that's all.

The Japanese retreated again, but there was no cheer on the Beidaying position.

It was quiet, so quiet that it was scary. There were only sounds of vomiting, and I could vomit my liver.

“Report… casualties…”

In the past eight days, Tieding Kingdom has forgotten how many times he has sent such questions.

"Report casualties!" Tiedingguo raised his voice.

Still no one answered.

"Zhao Zheng, where are Zhao Zhengren!"

He was calling the 1st company commander, and every time the casualties the 1st company commander reported to him.

"Sir, Lian Zu, Lian Zu has been killed..."

Xing Yachuang's answer made Tiedingguo stunned.

The company commander of the 1st Company Zhao Zheng was still by his side just now, why is he no longer here?

He then saw Zhao Zheng's body being dug out of the soil and his whole body was pierced by bullets.

The once young and enthusiastic face has now become dead gray.

Tiedingguo couldn't believe that Zhao Zheng died like this...

...

"May I have your name?"

"Report to the chief, my name is Zhao Zheng!"

"Okay, I played well today. My 1st company commander was killed yesterday. Now you will take over his position!"

"Thank you for your trust, Zhao Zheng will definitely live up to the cultivation of the superior!"

"Boy, do it well for me. When you return to Fengtian, maybe my battalion commander's position is yours!"

"Report to the chief, Zhao Zheng does not want to be an official, Zhao Zheng only wants to defend us Fengtian and kill all these Eastern people!"

Tieding Kingdom can still clearly remember the passionate answer when he appointed Zhao Zheng as the 1st company commander that day.

This young man can no longer be a battalion commander, and his loyal soul will always be buried here...

"How many officers are still killed?" Tiedingguo asked silently.

"Sir, our 1st Company, 1st Company... the company commander, company deputy, and several platoon leaders all... were all killed..."

Xing Yachuang couldn't help it anymore and squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

"Is that so? They all left, they all died for their country..."

Tiedingguo said blankly that all the officers above the platoon level of the 1st Company they had mastered were sacrificed? Then the other companies might be the same as me.

"Xing Yachuang, now you are the company commander of the 1st Company. Go and command your team."

"Yes, battalion commander Xing Yachuang reported to you. The 1st Company of the Student Battalion had 198 combat personnel, but there were less than 80 people. Even if the 1st Company fought to the last one, it would never give up its position!"

Xing Yachuang wiped his tears and said loudly to his battalion commander.

"One of us can do the same for two companies, but now we are not even eighty people?"

Tiedingguo took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Suddenly he found that the smell was not right. He glanced at it and found that the cigarette was covered in blood, and it was bright red.

He took a hard breath, and then suddenly vomited. What he sucked was not cigarette but blood...

"Today is the last day. Let me tell you all my brothers that today is our last day in Beidaying."

Tiedingguo wiped his mouth and waved tiredly.

On September 24, 1931, the offensive and defensive battle in Beidaying began.

Five hundred loyal and brave student soldiers shed their blood in this gateway to Fengtian.

On October 1, 1931, this will be their last day in Beidaying. How many of them will survive after the battle?
Chapter completed!