Hand-to-hand combat breaks out!

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment led by Li Yunlong were not afraid to fight against the Japanese who were good at hand-to-hand combat. They screamed and fought with the Japanese. Although the soldiers of the Independent Regiment received a lot of sting training every day, there was still a lot of gap compared to the Japanese. Zheng Yingqi saw that almost three of his own soldiers could replace two Japanese.

This battle loss ratio caused Zheng Yingqi to have a raging fire in his stomach!

A dozen Japanese soldiers broke through the warriors' blockade and rushed towards the soldiers of the 2nd Company. The soldiers of the 2nd Company who suffered heavy losses due to fierce battles saw a Japanese rushing towards their side. Without the company commander's command, the remaining soldiers in the company screamed and greeted them. When they were at a disadvantage, they dared to fight with the Japanese gangs for bayonets. Now the Japanese have become trapped beasts, and are they still afraid of these Japanese gangs?

The monk also smiled, held the 38th hood with the bayonet and rushed forward, yelling: "Brothers, kill me! Let the Japanese know that they are not our opponents when fighting against the bayonet!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Yingqi kicked to the ground. Zheng Yingqi opened his eyes wide and pointed at the monk and cursed: "Fight for your uncle's head! Shoot!"

"And you guys, shoot! Fight for you big-headed ghosts!"

The soldiers of the sharpshooter squad looked at each other and fired? The regiment commander would curse!

Zheng Yingqi didn't care what the soldiers were thinking. He didn't even aim, so he pulled the trigger directly. Among the Japanese who rushed over less than 60 meters away, one of them fell directly to the ground.

When the soldiers saw that, the squad leader had done this, and he was still fighting a ghost bayonet, so he could only shoot honestly.

These more than ten Japanese who had been surrounded by the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, unexpectedly, the Tuba Route Army in front of them actually fired. Seeing that there was still more than 30 meters left, they gritted their teeth and continued to rush forward, intending to rush in and use bayonets to educate these Tuba Route Army people.

But the remaining thirty meters of distance became a distance they could never cross.

Seeing that more than a dozen Japanese who rushed over to die fell to the ground before they even arrived at them, the soldiers who had not snatched the meat to eat pointed at the soldiers of the Sharpshooter squad and complained: "How can you do this?"

"The devils rushed over and fought for bayonets, why did you shoot?"

Zheng Yingqi ignored the complaints of his friendly troops and said to Wang Gensheng: "Old Wang, take your brothers to clean up here, I'll go ahead and take a look!"

Wang Gensheng responded listlessly: "Yes."

Seeing that Zheng Yingqi was going to "eat meat" in front, the monk hurriedly said, "Squad leader, I'll go too!"

"Where are you going to go?" Zheng Yingqi remembered the monk's stupid look of fighting for bayonets and said angrily: "When will you learn to kill someone with a gun!"

The monk looked resentful. Are there few Japanese soldiers I have killed with guns? There are several of them today!

Zheng Yingqi rushed to the final place of thorn fighting with his pistol. There were still more than a dozen Japanese fighting tenaciously fighting with the soldiers, but most of the soldiers just surrounded the Japanese, their eyes glowing, and droolingly watching a few friendly troops fighting bayonets with Japanese soldiers. They didn't grab the Japanese, they could only watch the friendly troops eat meat, and they couldn't even drink soup.

"Oda Japanese! Come! Come again! Fight with me for a few more rounds!"

Li Yunlong's shouting was the loudest on the battlefield. He was also extremely conspicuous with the ghost-headed sword. Zheng Yingqi looked around and saw his regiment commander laughing and fighting with a Japanese officer. A soldier wanted to help, but after being scolded by Li Yunlong to autism, he hid behind with a scoundrel.

A warrior who was fighting with the Japanese was slammed by the Japanese and leaned forward unsteadily. The Japanese sided and threw the butt stock at the warrior's head. Seeing that the bloody scene was about to happen, Zheng Yingqi raised his hand without hesitation and shot the Japanese in the chest.

The devil was shot in the chest, looked at the bullet hole in disbelief, and whispered in Japanese: "Despicable Chinese!"

Then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Since the first shot was fired, Zheng Yingqi simply swept to the ground, and the muffler in his hand kept thumping. One after another, the Japanese fell to the ground with incredible anger. The soldiers who lost their opponent looked at Zheng Yingqi with a strange expression. Finally, someone started to curse:

"Son of a bitch!"

Zheng Yingqi ignored the curse of his comrades and raised his gun to knock down the last Japanese devil.

The last Japanese devil was Li Yunlong's opponent. Seeing his opponent suddenly shot and fell to the ground, Li Yunlong jumped and cursed: "Which little bastard did it?"

The soldiers tacitly focused their attention on Zheng Yingqi. Zheng Yingqi said expressionlessly like a ok person: "What do you think of me? Clean the battlefield! See if there are any Japanese who pretend to be dead, and if there is one, give them a pleasure!"

Li Yunlong glared at Zheng Yingqi fiercely, but he was not willing to deal with Zheng Yingqi in front of the soldiers, but said to the soldiers: "What are you still standing there? Clean the battlefield!"

After the soldiers dispersed, Li Yunlong, who had a lot of blood all over his body, pointed at Zheng Yingqi's nose and cursed: "You turtle, you can do it, right? Didn't you see that I was fighting with the Japanese devils so much?"

Zheng Yingqi stood attentively and replied: "Captain, you are the leader of the regiment, the backbone of more than a thousand people in the independent regiment. If you have a mistake, we will wipe out a Japanese corps, and that will be a loss!"

"My mother teaches me a lesson," Li Yunlong stepped forward unreasonably and kicked Zheng Yingqi: "You are more damn than Zhao Zhengtai! Next time, I will beat you!"

"I have to say that as the commander of the regiment, you can't use your life as a joke! Also, we have a lot of people, why do you have to fight bayonets with the Japanese in the end? Just to save a few bullets?"

Li Yunlong pointed at Zheng Yingqi's nose and cursed: "Fuck! Are you the one who saves those bullets? The Japanese dare to fight with us, so why don't I dare to fight with the Japanese? The troops that dare to fight with the Japanese are the real aces! Without the courage to fight with the Japanese, it is a unit with diarrhea!"

This is the fundamental conflict in concepts!

Zheng Yingqi stopped talking, but he still opposed Li Yunlong's statement in his heart.

Seeing Zheng Yingqi talking in a mess, Li Yunlong muttered in his heart that you were tactful, and then waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, don't be upset in front of me, go wherever you are cool, and you will be upset when you see you little bastard!"

...

A big victory!

An unprecedented victory!

The Oda Squadron of the Japanese, all 194 people were killed. In addition to the 12 Japanese soldiers in the artillery tower, a total of 206 Japanese soldiers were killed. In addition to the accompanying puppet troops, the Independent Regiment wiped out nearly 220 enemies this time, and countless materials were seized. This rich battle result made Li Yunlong unable to help but bring wind when he walked.

But the casualties are not small. The 2nd Company attacking the artillery tower, all the company, now including the seriously injured, only 39 people are left. Two platoon leaders are killed, the deputy company commander is killed, and even the company commander Zhao Dazhi is injured. As the backbone squad leader, five people are killed and three people are seriously injured.

In the final battle to annihilate Oda Squadron, 51 people were killed in the entire regiment, and three people killed in the sharpshooter squad. In the entire battle, a total of 129 people were killed in the Independent Regiment. Although compared with the Japanese, the Independent Regiment suffered very few casualties this time, and the battle-loss ratio was even faster than 1:2, which is a rare battle-loss ratio in our army.

It can be said to be an unprecedented victory - but when a total of 129 corpses are piled up in front of you, the joy of victory cannot make people forget the sadness of losing their comrades!

"There is no need to fight for bayonets... Why do we have to fight for bayonets with the Japanese..."

Zheng Yingqi murmured, if he hadn't stubbornly fought with the Japanese in the end, he would have saved the sacrifice of more than a dozen comrades!

"Where is no immortal in war?" The 3rd company commander appeared behind Zheng Yingqi at some point. He patted Zheng Yingqi's shoulder and said, "Xiao Zheng, let's take it easy. Besides, this time we have an unprecedented victory. Our warriors are worth the sacrifice!"

"I..." Zheng Yingqi finally sighed and swallowed the words from his mouth. This was the first time he had experienced so many war losses since he joined the army. The squad leader was gone and the platoon leader was gone. The three-month-old sharpshooter squad also died in this battle. The price of only 200 Japanese devils made Zheng Yingqi very regretful!

He thought: If I could kill one more Japanese devil, would I be able to save one less sacrifice from my side...

...

In Laoyang Village, at the beginning of the battle, many villagers quietly watched the war breaking out not far from the village. They watched the Eighth Route Army attack the Japanese artillery towers, sincerely hoping that the brave soldiers could take down the guns and kill all the damn Japanese.

But with the emergence of the Japanese reinforcements behind, the villagers panicked and frightened. Seeing the Eighth Route Army being surrounded by the Japanese, they hoped that the Eighth Route Army could fight ten and escape from the Japanese siege.

The emergence of the counter-encirclement made the villagers involuntarily excited and excited. The Japanese were about to finish, and these Japanese who were full of evil deeds were about to finish!

When the Japanese were completely wiped out, many villagers spontaneously took out their beds, quilts, etc., and entered the battlefield enthusiastically. The battlefield with broken arms made them very uncomfortable, but the villagers forced themselves to help the Eighth Route Army.

But Zhao Gang led people to stop the help of the villagers: "Groups, don't worry about this place. The Japanese were wiped out by us today. The Japanese in the city will definitely take revenge. If you want to transfer, you must hide in the mountains for a while. Get packed up quickly and we will cover the villagers' transfer!"

Just when Zhao Gang led his people to persuade the people of Laoyang Village to go back to prepare for the transfer, Captain Hu and his team came out with three traitors tied up.

Yang Dashou, who was in a state of despair, looked at the corpses of the Japanese everywhere, tears of regret began to flow down, but he had consumed the only trace of Lao Hu's pity for him.

Captain Hu aimed his gun at Yang Dashou's head. Yang Dashou looked pleaded, but Captain Hu was unmoved and said coldly: "In the next life, don't be a traitor!"

Bang!

Gunshots rang out.

Yang Sanzhuang and his son watched Yang Dashou being shot dead, so scared that they peeed their pants directly and begged to let them go, but Captain Hu remembered the three team members killed by the Japanese, and his face became ferocious.

"Dog traitor! Go and die!"

Bang bang

After two gunshots, two sinful corpses lay on the ground. Looking at the twitching corpses, Captain Hu spat, and then walked towards Zheng Yingqi - he had to thank Zheng Yingqi. If Zheng Yingqi hadn't discovered it earlier, their district team would have been dying!
Chapter completed!