The gunfire in the mining area is gradually weakening, and the battle is coming to an end, but the fire is getting more and more and more, brighter and brighter.

Destruction, destroy, even the weak miners burst out their strength, and under the command of soldiers and team members, they vent their hatred in their hearts.

The final battle finally ended. The Japanese who were huddled in the office and resisted were surrounded by blazing flames and were about to turn into a pile of ashes.

The retreat work began to be organized as the destruction continued. Several miners were still obedient and organized the miners and acted according to the orders of Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou.

Everyone wants to leave this man-eating mine, but no one knows in their hearts that they can't run far away or escape from this army attacking the mine.

The battle at the mine ends and the blocking battle is still in progress.

The Japanese tentatively launched an impact, but with the blocking of mines and bullets, they threw down more than ten corpses and retreated in a mess.

This tentative attack completely dispelled the hope of the Japanese reinforcements. Seeing that the gunfire on the mine stopped completely, they knew that even if they rushed in, they would face corpses.

What's more, the troops in front of them are not only crowded, but also have no weak fighting will. With just their few people, if they continue to fight, they will even be in danger of self-protection.

The Japanese made such a judgment based on the number of casualties and the situation on the battlefield. They found that not only more than half of the casualties were killed or killed, but the other party was moving towards the two wings, with the intention of surrounding them.

The Japanese were not just a stubborn person. Seeing that the situation was not good, more than twenty Japanese soldiers fought and retreated to the stronghold.

The blocking troops did make changes in their deployment. According to the actual combat situation, Battalion Commander Wang and Political Commissar Fang have not had no hope of annihilation of the enemy, so they adjusted the original combat plan.

On the battlefield, it is not uncommon to change combat deployment. The initial plan was to focus on insurance, ensuring the smooth battle and destruction of mining areas was the first priority, and there was no problem with being more conservative.

But the Japanese saw the opportunity quickly, and before the two wings could detour, they had already retreated. They were close to the stronghold, and Battalion Commander Wang had to issue another order to pursue him relentlessly.

Although the enemy was not completely wiped out, the Japanese retreated and the capture of the battlefield was smoothly obtained.

"Damn it, run faster." Battalion Commander Wang was still a little dissatisfied with this and couldn't help but curse and swear.

Political Commissar Fang smiled and said, "It's good that this is good, you will have plenty of time and you can retreat more calmly."

Battalion Commander Wang nodded very willingly, looked at the unruly battlefield and said with emotion: "The landmines are really good. I'll count, at least ten Japanese devils were killed and injured. How hard would it be to destroy so many enemies if they were real swords and guns."

Political Commissar Fang said: "Yes, landmines not only kill the enemy, but also effectively block the enemy's attack. With this insurance in front, the soldiers fought more calmly."

Being able to fight the enemy with a relatively calm and stable attitude is a sign of whether a unit is strong. Despite the external factor of landmines, Political Commissar Fang was still very satisfied with today's battle.

You should know that the main battalion has undergone many battles and has been replenished repeatedly. Now there are a large number of new recruits, and it is already quite good to be able to become like this.

Moreover, actual combat is crucial to the growth of new recruits, and the casualties of new recruits are mostly in the first actual combat.

Although there has not been any casualties counted yet, Battalion Commander Wang and Political Commissar Fang have roughly calculated that the number of casualties is much less than they expected. This has to be said to be a surprise and has to make them feel relieved.

While cleaning the battlefield, guarding against the enemy, and sending people to inquire about the situation in the mining area, the battle is coming to an end.

Battalion Commander Wang walked around the battlefield and roughly looked at the corpse of the Japanese. After returning, the political commissar said with emotion: "I heard from Jiang and Liu Biao that Damei participated in the battle, and I felt much lighter. I took a look and found that there were about ten Japanese soldiers killed in one shot. Damei almost killed half of them. I should be right?"

Political Commissar Fang thought for a while and nodded, "It's only more or less, I still believe her shooting skills."

"If I could keep her in our camp--" Battalion Commander Wang blinked, looking very moved.

Political Commissar Fang smiled bitterly and said, "It's OK, but this girl may not be willing! Besides, it's a bit unpleasant to say that poaching people from the guerrillas."

"Think about a solution!" Battalion Commander Wang laughed twice, feeling that this was not that easy.

Of course, the most important thing is Chen Chen’s meaning. If she is willing, everything will be fine.

After cleaning the battlefield, the troops did not return from the original route, but walked through the main entrance of the mine and walked straight through the Yaohuzhuang.

The fierce battle had already alarmed the people of Yaohuzhuang. Looking at the fire and explosion of mines from afar, people speculated and discussed.

The miner of Zhou Zhan got some news in advance, but he didn't know that he was attacking the mine. He thought someone was picking him up and then sneaked into the forest. No matter what, they were ready to leave home.

After several guerrillas from miners shouted and notified them in the village, the people who were about to leave understood and hurried out and waited to join the retreating team under the organization of the team members.

The troops, guerrillas, rescued miners, hundreds of people carried, carried supplies, and carried wounded people, and passed through the village in a mighty manner, no less than a publicity of victory.

Just before the great retreat began, Lao Zhou led two teams of men across the village and rushed towards the He family mansion.

This is also part of the plan, to snatch food and food from the He family to provide food for hundreds of people.

Because the goal is mainly food, He Jingtang's life and death are second.

In fact, this is true. He Jingtang, who heard the sound of gunfire, was not possessed and took his family into which hole they crawled into, so he dared not stay at home.

He Jingtang ran away, but the food and food in the He family compound did not grow legs, and they were all seized by the guerrillas.

Those who carry loads, carts, and carry people on their shoulders are constantly in and out of the He family compound.

Lao Zhou took a few team members to carry the food and secretly sent it to several eyeliners to bury it. This not only allowed the eyeliners to continue to live in the village, but also allowed them to use this food to make more friends with poor friends.

It seems complicated, but the plan is carefully formulated and the execution is achieved. The most important thing is that the enemies are defeated, and without such a strong sense of oppression, it seems even more calm.

When returning to the mountains, you don’t have to sneak around and get off the cliff at Hongshigang.

The guerrillas were protected and maintained in front and around the miners. The main force was cut off and a long team was moving towards the mountains and forests in the dark.

The team stopped until the east side was covered. It was not that the soldiers and the team members could not walk anymore, but that the rescued miners were exhausted.

This is a concave, and the hillsides on all sides are mostly tall and dense trees. A stream passes through the middle of the concave and flows forward happily.

The bonfire burned, and the steel helmet and iron lunch boxes hung on the fire, cooking porridge. When the time was not long, the aroma of rice spread out.

The porridge was not cooked, but it could be eaten. The rescued miners stared at the hungry green eyes and sat around the fire. Regardless of the hot soup, several people started eating and drinking with a bowl or lunch box.

"Sir, how can we drink dilute foods when they eat dry food? Don't you treat us as human beings?" A miner glanced at the special service members who were dining outside with some dissatisfaction.

A man with disheveled hair sat on a stone, wearing a military uniform of a Japanese man, and his hair was like a savage.

Although he remained silent and did not look too ugly like the people next to him, he had a slight aura. Many people were very polite and respectful to him, and looked like an officer.

"Fuck, this is my idea." The man slammed the lunch box onto the stone, stared at him and cursed: "Isn't you treating you as a human being? In the mine, the Japanese give you moldy food and whip you with a whip. Why don't you say a few tough words? You want everyone to die of food?"

"Sir, don't be angry." A prisoner of war hurriedly took the lunch box, put it on and handed it over.

The officer gave in lightly, avoided it, and said, "I will not be a commander after entering the prisoner-of-war camp. You don't want to be like this."

"Brother Chen." Another prisoner swallowed the porridge in his mouth and whispered: "You are from a genuine military academy. I don't understand why you have to follow them. Brothers come for your sake. If you have any other ideas, brothers will definitely support you."

"Fuck, are you still human?" Chen Zhong almost threw the chopsticks on the guy's face and scolded him loudly and sternly: "What other ideas do I have? We are just as good as a cattle and horse for the Japanese devils and eating pig food. What qualifications are there to look down on others? Don't forget that it was someone who saved our lives, eating them in his mouth, and having a mess of thoughts. Do you still have a little conscience? No matter what their background is, they dare to challenge the Japanese devils and dare to persist in the war of resistance in the occupied areas."

"Chan, Brother Chen, he didn't mean that."

The prisoner was scolded by Chen Zhong's beard and was ashamed. Another prisoner of war hurriedly explained: "He said that according to your qualifications and abilities, even if you can't become a battalion commander, we all support you as a small officer."

"What official is not? Stop mentioning this." Chen Zhong slowed down his tone and said, "Think about the robes that were killed on the battlefield and those who were tortured to death by the Japanese in the prisoner-of-war camp. If we can survive, God will open our eyes and let us fight the Japanese and avenge our brothers."

After pausing, he continued, "I saved my life and I was able to let go. The Japanese killed many soldiers in our army. I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge."

Most Chinese people are smart but not smart, and always value the interests of small groups more than the interests of the country, nation and collectives, forming cliques and engaging in mounts of the country and marching.

It is easy to destroy someone, but it is very difficult to uproot a circle.

Therefore, although these miners were rescued, Battalion Commander Wang, Zhao Tie, Lao Zhou and others were not completely unscrupulous.

Therefore, they all watched from a distance and observed, keeping several leading guys among the miners in their hearts.

Chen Zhong didn't eat too much. He was a very self-controlled guy. Unlike other miners, he had to hold on to the trunk of a tree to breathe.

He gently stroked the wound on his shoulder that was passed by the Japanese with iron wire. Although it was still painful, Chen Zhong's heart was wiped out and his spirit became very stable. He looked at the troops in the distance thoughtfully.

To be honest, those who can never surrender to the Japanese and become puppet troops in the prisoner-of-war camp are all good men.

Although their capture is somewhat regarded as a stain of life, they suffer for the sake of their country and have not become scum who betrays the motherland. Even their hearts have a greater pain of being bound, ravaged, and insulted by the enemy.

If there is war, there will be "prisoners of war" - it would be too inhumane and cruel to ask everyone to die in battle.

"Prison of War" is not a derogatory term. It has been a relatively common word for a long historical period.

However, in different countries, due to different cultures, the treatment of "prisoners of war" is different.

In some countries, "prisoners of war" will be welcomed like a hero in the return of the country; in some other countries, "prisoners of war" will be synonymous with "traitors" and "fearing the devil".

A burst of laughter came from afar. When Shen Chen saw his good friend Lanzi, the two girls hugged each other happily.

"Damei is a promising!" After a little surprised, Wu Kui recognized Shen Chen and said with a smile: "A few days ago, a quarrel of people were inquiring about your situation in the village. Later, I heard that you were fighting the Japanese and even killed the young and old.”

Lan Zi nodded vigorously and said, "I heard that the Japanese even posted a notice and offered a reward to catch you!"

Shen Chen laughed and said, "What's the use of offering a reward? I won't go into the enemy-occupied area. There are so many comrades around, so it's not easy for the Japanese to capture me."

Lan Zi looked at Shen Chen and silently compared her height. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said, "Damei, why are you so tall?"

Are you tall? Shen Chen scratched his head and smiled, "Eat enough, and if you run around, you will grow taller."

Now, Shen Chen's height has reached more than 1.60 meters. Unlike later generations, this height is already very prominent among women at that time, and is not much different from ordinary men.

But you must know that this is just Shen Chen's growth in the past few months. If you still remember how he used to be, it will inevitably be surprising.

Lan Zi didn't believe it very much, blinked and looked at this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar good friend.

Shen Chen grinned, reached out to touch Lanzi's head, and said, "It's not normal to be tall, I'm older than you!"

"It's not one year older, but only half a year later!" Lan Zi turned around and looked at it, thinking that Shen Chen's head was so strange, it didn't look like he was hiding his braid in a hat.

Shen Chen took off his hat and grimaced at Lan Zi, "Look, are you energetic?"

Lan Zi was stunned. This was much shorter than the boy’s head!

This girl is getting more and more wild, and probably Sun Hongshan can't control her.

Wu Kui was also stunned. After a while, he grinned secretly, thinking so in his heart.

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