The reinforcements brought by Yu Juncai were 300 or 400. The black mass rushed forward to make the mountain of pressure formed by the remaining Japanese devils on the battlefield.

At this time, after more than an hour of fierce fighting, the Japanese troops of the two squadrons basically wiped out the Chinese defenders of the two companies, but the Japanese themselves suffered great casualties in hand-to-hand combat. In addition, the Japanese suffered a considerable loss on the automatic firearms of the electronically controlled Lei and the Chinese army. At this time, there were only 160 or 70 Japanese troops able to fight on the battlefield in Qianzhuangkou, and they were already exhausted.

These tired soldiers could withstand the impact of these new forces, which were more than twice their own in number. In less than ten minutes of the fight, the Japanese dropped another thirty or forty bodies and retreated outside the village.

Cheng Jiaji was lucky. He didn't even have any hair in this bloody battle, but the blood on others was covered in his body, which looked extremely scary.

After he looked at Yu Juncai, who was leading the team to rush up, Cheng Jiaji fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. The bloody battle that he had never seen in his life was extremely overdrawn. He had the energy.

Yu Juncai didn't mind his boss's behavior of being so unceremonious. On the contrary, he looked at Cheng Jiaji with a look of respect in his eyes, and then the two of them started talking on the ground.

"Your attack time is very good, but I have a question to ask you, how do you be sure I will be among the dozens of people who survived. If I die, how can you explain to the military officer?" Cheng Jiaji was almost dead and was still alive. He was no longer in the mood to fight Yu Juncai, and he asked directly.

"If you are greedy for life and fear of death, you will naturally retreat. I believe no one can say anything about you. After all, you have met the Japanese on the line of fire. This is very good. If you are the captain of the detachment, you can retreat with decent excuses. If you want to be on the front line of heroes, then you have to stand the test. If you can't hold on, we will be done. Why should I submit to anyone to wait?"

Yu Juncai's implication was that since Cheng Jiaji wanted to lead the way, he would have to pass the Japanese level, otherwise he would have to seek death. Once Cheng Jiaji died, the front line would collapse immediately, and the Japanese trick would succeed. At that time, the defenders of Dawangzhuang would lose their power and retreat, and there would be no chance to hold on until dawn.

"I've guessed that you've seen the Japanese's trick of attacking the world, otherwise you wouldn't have come at this time. I think since you've seen through the Japanese tricks, you must not draw Wen Songyuan's soldiers? Then where did you come from??"

Perhaps the exercise just now was too intense for Cheng Jiaji. He gasped and said the above big paragraph to Juncai and asked two questions in a row.

"Except for less than two hundred people who are soldiers in my camp, the other two hundred people are the minor wounded soldiers of the Third Legion and the miscellaneous soldiers of the Legion headquarters that I borrowed from Commander Pang. Even the men who were using pens like the detachment headquarters were forced by guns. Fortunately, the Japanese have already let you get disabled. Now at night, the Japanese don't know what we are. Otherwise, if they really fight together, I don't know if they can drive these Japanese away."

Yu Juncai answered Cheng Jiaji's question and took out two cigarettes from his shirt pocket, handed them to Cheng Jiaji, and lit the other one by himself.

While taking Yu Juncai's cigarette and lit it on the residual fire on the ground, Cheng Jiaji said to Juncai: "You are very brave, you are so sure that the Japanese dare not fight hard."

"If I hadn't had these two tricks, I would have been in the blood of Luodian for more than a month. I saw that the Japanese were very fierce on their faces, but they actually didn't have two heads. They fought for more than an hour and had no energy anymore. I rushed up with so many people unless he was a god."

Yu Juncai replied to his young boss's words, while smoking hard. He was still brought out by those old cigarette guns when he was with a few veterans on the Luodian battlefield. Since then, he has developed a habit of not sticking a cigarette at all, and as long as he goes to the battlefield, he will smoke one by one.

"Captain, I want to ask you a question. Why do your rich children go to the battlefield to fight to the death? In fact, there is no reason to live like this! "Yu Juncai originally thought that Cheng Jiaji came on the fire because of his personal ambition, but Cheng Jiaji's heroic performance on the battlefield just now did not seem to be simply to stand out. After all, after the Japanese army had broken through the position, ten ten officers like Cheng Jiaji, who were born in rich families, would withdraw. At this time, the position had been broken through, and they would not be punished too severely.

However, Cheng Jiaji's performance was too unusual. Not only did he not retreat, he rushed forward against the Japanese bayonet.

It can be said that if Cheng Jiaji's fierce and fearless behavior greatly inspired the morale of the defenders, these two companies would not have been able to hold on for so long in the fierce attack of the Japanese army.

Such behavior is too expensive for a playboy if he only makes power?

Yu Juncai was puzzled in his heart, and finally couldn't help asking Cheng Jiaji about this question in person.

"You also know that when I was in my hometown, I was not a good person. I basically didn't pull anything down. A person who I admired very much once said something that made me deeply agree with. Of course, he was not a good person, but I admired what he said very much. He said that if a person wants to move forward or live a better life, he always had to do things against his will. If he wanted to live happily, he always had to do things that made others less happy. But there were some things in this world that could not be done even if he was beaten to death, that was to be a traitor or a slave to the country. In his words, he was not afraid of anything but was afraid that he would not be able to enter the ancestral grave after death."

After saying these words in a rare tone, Cheng Jiaji stood up from the ground and strode towards the crowd who were cleaning the battlefield. Only Yu Juncai was left sitting motionless on the ground as if he was being lit.
Chapter completed!