The fierce attack launched by the monk and Duan Peng forced the Japanese at the entrance of the village to draw out the power behind their guard. When Zheng Yingqi led the team around, he only found a vigilant Japanese. After Zheng Yingqi touched over to deal with the sentry of the Japanese, he rushed behind the Japanese with five soldiers.

The fierce battle began immediately.

The opponent who suddenly got up and appeared behind him caused heavy losses to the Japanese. Four Japanese fell to the ground immediately. Although the remaining Japanese reacted quickly and distributed troops, they intercepted them, but it was too late!

The special detective team behind them was carrying the expectations of their comrades, the anger, and the madness shot against each other. At the same time, the monk shouted with a submachine gun and launched a firm and decisive attack with the assault platoon.

The battle lasted for seven minutes and the evacuation came to an end. In the seven minutes, none of the twenty-four Japanese soldiers missed the net and fell under the attack. However, the reconnaissance company suffered losses and subordinates. In addition, the damage during the previous attack, the assault platoon damaged more than three-quarters of the battle, and the special reconnaissance platoon damaged seven people!

Bang

On the battlefield that calmed down, gunfire still rang. Zheng Yingqi carried a submachine gun and added a bullet to all the enemies who were still twitching. He had received a lot of training and had many restrictions in his bones. He himself was unwilling to break the restrictions imposed by discipline and responsibilities. Although he was churning inside now and wanted to use Lingchi or more cruel means to vent his anger, all he could do was to add a bullet to the enemy who was still twitching.

After seeing the figure who was constantly replenishing guns on the battlefield full of corpses, the soldiers pretended that nothing had happened.

The monk was puzzled. In his memory, Zheng Yingqi was always so calm. The more cruel the battlefield, the calmer his company commander was, and the more indifferent he was. But at this moment, Zheng Yingqi was like a demon king emitting a vast blood energy in his eyes.

Duan Peng whispered: "The No. 3 refuge cave was discovered by the Japanese."

"ah?"

The monk became silent, and his eyes became extremely cold and bloodthirsty in the next moment.

...

Gunshots fell from the entrance of the village, and the sound of the Eighth Route Army shouting came.

Yamamoto looked at the invisible entrance to the village in the darkness in silence, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Become alone...

Not only Yamamoto realized the situation in front of him, but even the others in the special attack team realized what was going on. Someone asked Yamamoto in a low voice: "Child Colonel, what should we do?"

Yamamoto looked back at the subordinate and said expressionlessly: "If we can't hold on until the reinforcements come, we'll be ruined."

The subordinates did not reply and looked at Yamamoto with strange eyes.

When Yamamoto leads them to invincibility, Yamamoto's prestige will become more and more stable, but when Yamamoto leads them to lose everything, the prestige built by authority and victory will slowly or instantly collapse - but the brainwashing of the Japanese is indeed successful. At this moment when the ending can be seen, even if these Japanese lose confidence in their commanders, they still do not want to surrender.

The keen Yamamoto noticed the change in his subordinates' attitude, but he didn't care, because he knew the temperament of the Japanese army and the temperament of the Japanese soldiers. However, he did not want to wait for the ending, but wanted to continue to fight for his life, so he came to the supplies that imprisoned Xiuqin.

Xiuqin sat in the house with a expressionless face. Not long ago, this was her new house, the bridal chamber for her and him in the eyes of outsiders, but now this is her prison room.

Everything in the room was still so friendly, just as if Zheng Yingqi was still sitting in it pretentiously. Xiuqin looked at the door, as if she saw Zheng Yingqi appearing a three-point distant, four-point friendly and three-point polite smile after seeing him.

However, when the curtain was pushed open, what came in was not the kind gray military uniform, but the dazzling yellow shit.

"Madam Zheng, you should have no experience here, right?" Yamamoto squeezed out a smile and looked at Xiuqin and said.

Xiuqin vomited Yamamoto and said with disdain: "Little Japanese devils, don't pretend to be in front of me. How can you Japanese devils not know what kind of virtues are?"

"Mrs. Zheng is so straightforward!" Yamamoto smiled hypocritically, but could not hide the strong malice in his eyes. He said, "I think this situation is something that Mrs. Zheng doesn't want to see? I am full of respect for Mr. Zheng Yingqi. He is the most amazing person I have ever seen to play special operations. Even my German teacher can't compare to him!"

"Although I suffered a considerable loss in front of Mr. Zheng Yingqi, I think there is no unforgettable hatred in this world. I really want to meet Mr. Zheng Yingqi and smile to eliminate my grudges! I wonder if Mrs. Zheng can satisfy my wish?"

"When we meet, we smile to eliminate our grudges?" Xiuqin laughed, as if she heard a huge joke. She said, "Do you know? I used to ask my man, will China and Japan let go of hatred in the future? Do you know what my man said?"

"Oh? What is Mr. Zheng?" Yamamoto became interested.

Xiuqin remembered Zheng Yingqi's expression and movements at that time and said in imitation:

"This is a hatred engraved in the souls of all people in a country! Perhaps some people will forget the hatred of their ancestors under the baptism of time, but a nation and a country will never forget such hatred! Perhaps this hatred will be buried for various reasons, but no one will forget it! There will always be someone who will remember it! But... we cannot revenge the past like wild beasts! But this hatred and memory will continue to be passed on until we become Japan's protector."

Yamamoto looked at it, listening to Xiuqin's deliberate imitation, he knew that Xiuqin could not imitate Zheng Yingqi's spirit, but he could hear a strong sense of pride and firmness from this passage.

From this passage, Yamamoto was also sure that the woman in front of him would not cooperate with him.

"Since Mrs. Zheng is so firm, then..." Yamamoto continued with a cruel smile: "Then please wait for Mrs. Zheng. I think you will see a picture that makes you very interesting in the last time of your life."

"You want to threaten Zheng Yingqi with me?" Xiuqin laughed: "I want to see what tricks can you little Japanese do."

Yamamoto was too lazy to get involved with Xiuqin, and sneered and opened the curtain to leave. He stopped in the yard, staring at the darkness that had swallowed the world, and whispered in Japanese: "Zheng Yingqi, you won...but... you lost again!"

Inside the room, Xiuqin smiled as she looked at the box containing her dowry.

She remembered the man who was sleeping on the ground in the hotel, the man who was full of pain in the wind and snow, and the man who was facing all the soldiers, straightened his body and coldly thought it was a devil, but set an example to make all the soldiers admire and love him.

She slowly became stunned. She wanted to continue to be so happy, give birth to children for him, and make military uniforms and shoes for him in the rear, listening to the news that he kept winning battles... But the cruel reality divided all this into dreams and reality with one knife.

Xiuqin slowly woke up from the beautiful dream in her mind. She thought: I, Zhao Xiuqin, cannot be a burden to Zheng Yingqi.

Once again, she looked at the room nostalgic. This room that should have been their bridal chamber. Xiuqin's eyes slowly became firm. Finally, she gathered her strength and crashed into the wall.

Bang

After the low collision sound, blood flowed like a rush, Xiuqin thought: I will die like this...

The sound of collision alarmed Yamamoto outside. Yamamoto stepped in quickly and showed a strange smile when he saw Xiuqin hitting the wall. He said, "I'm doing an experiment. Many people hit the wall without using external forces and did not die."

It is a cruel but true sentence, because many prisoners of war are unwilling to let the Japanese continue to torture themselves, and want to kill their miserable lives, but ninety-nine percent of the people did not get what they wanted.

...

The Japanese who blocked the door was finally finished!

Li Yunlong's heart was completely let go. After seeing Zheng Yingqi again, he punched Zheng Yingqi and said with a smile: "Good! You guy has never disappointed me! Good!"

At this time, Zheng Yingqi had already calmed down his negative mood. Facing the overjoyed leader, he said:

"Captain, we have to prepare to bury the Japanese in the village next!"

"Well! You have the final say on how to fight next! This is your strength, so I won't cause trouble for you!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but remember the experience of Guards. Under his leadership, he ambushed the Japanese devils with intentional ambushes and unintentionality. He severely injured a team of Japanese devils in one encounter, but in the end he was killed and injured by several Japanese wounded soldiers. This casualty also alerted Li Yunlong-

The Japanese who faced were not the elite Japanese in the ordinary sense, and he could not interfere with Zheng Yingqi's command.

Zheng Yingqi clarified his thoughts and said, "Captain, we have to occupy four shelter holes first, so that the Japanese cannot find the hidden fellow villagers! The Japanese are at a loss. If they find the people, they will definitely make trouble for the people."

Li Yunlong couldn't help feeling distressed again - the incident of the No. 3 refuge hole made him feel so distressed. When he thought of this, he wanted to comfort Zheng Yingqi, but the words came to his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

Zheng Yingqi did not pay attention to Li Yunlong's expression, and seemed to have forgotten the tragic incident of the No. 3 refuge cave. Instead, he continued: "We are ready for siege first, and we cannot let the Japanese break through. After dawn, we will drive the Japanese to the village first, and then bombard them with great conscience, and level the house in the center of the village to solve these Japanese!"

The error of the Great Conscience Cannon is an unsolvable problem, but when the number reaches a certain level, the accuracy error can be completely covered up. In Zheng Yingqi's earlier plan, he drove the Japanese to a place and then sent a wave of earth-moving planes.

Time passed little by little, and finally, the darkness was gradually dispelled by the light. When the sun rose, the darkness that had swallowed the earth before could no longer be found. At this time, the independent group was ready for the final decisive battle!

"I took a group as the front arrows and occupied the yards one by one, including the yard investigation platoon, the cavalry investigation platoon, and the guard platoon took over the occupied yards. Before noon, I compressed the Japanese in the village."

Zheng Yingqi announced the order, and Duan Peng objected after hearing it: "Company Commander, you will be too burdened!"

"Execute the order!" Zheng Yingqi said without any refutation. Duan Peng wanted to say something again after hearing it, but he ushered in Zheng Yingqi's cold gaze. There was no way, he could only execute Zheng Yingqi's order.

"Report to the commander of the regiment, the reconnaissance company is ready! Please give an order!"

Li Yunlonghuan looked at the more than 20 soldiers of the first wave of commando teams and shouted: "When I was very young, I heard people say that there was a kind of person in ancient times called swordsmen, but what is a swordsmen? Is it the one who holds the swordsmen?

No! Just like the ones holding the gun are not necessarily soldiers, they may be strong men or bandits!

What kind of sword-holder should be called a swordsman? Only those who dare to face a strong enemy to draw a sword can be called a swordsman! Two swordsmen meet each other on a narrow road. Even if one knows that he will die if he draws a sword, even if he knows that the sword he holds cannot cut the other party, he dares to draw the sword! He dares to draw the sword with his life-and-death determination and draw the sword against the other party!

Such talents are called swordsmen!

What about the warrior?

A warrior is holding a gun, holding a faith in his heart! The people in his heart! Only those who dare to make moves and dare to fight to the death in the face of a powerful enemy are called warriors!

Because in the warrior's dictionary, there is no word escape!

In front of them is the special attack team of the Japanese! They occupied the village and used the complex courtyards in the village to make the final resistance! The special attack team of the Japanese is very strong, I agree! In the case of ambushing and attacking from front to back, I have more than 80 brothers lost!

And if I eat this group of Japanese devils, I may lose more brothers! Many of you will become one of the dead! But can you give up? Can you let the Japanese devils slip away under the noses of our Independent Group?”

Li Yunlong roared in anger: "No! I want to take revenge! I want to send this little Japanese to the Japanese special attack team to hell! We are soldiers, no soldiers with the word "escaping"! Just one sentence! Kill them! I want to pay tribute to the brothers who died in this battle in front of the Japanese corpse! Do you understand?"

Faced with Tuanzi's hissing questioning, all the soldiers, including Zheng Yingqi, roared together: "I understand!"

Li Yunlong ordered with a solemn expression: "Attack!"

"yes!"

Seeing Zheng Yingqi leaving with a combat team, Li Yunlong's eyes gradually became hazy. That time in Xinzhuang, he had only a few dozen people in his hands, but he faced the attack of the Japanese soldiers who were ten times as strong as his own. The puppet army delayed the attack of Xinzhuang for eight hours with those yards. This time, the offense and defense were transferred, and the Japanese were guarding the complex yard, and his people were the side of the attack.

At that time, the Japanese had ten times more troops than him, and could even mobilize dozens of times more power than him. What about Zheng Yingqi? The power he could mobilize was only more than sixty people - among them there were more than a dozen lightly injured!

Seeing the war begin again, the guards said to Li Yunlong with concern: "Captain, it's not safe here, let's retreat first."

Li Yunlong glared at the guard and said, "It is a burden to divide the captured submachine guns. But I am not a waste of money. Let's go to the shelter No. 2 to assist in defense!"

The guard looked at Zhao Gang helplessly, wanting the chief to help him persuade the regiment commander, but Zhao Gang echoed Li Yunlong's words and said: "Yes, we can't be idle. Let's go to the refuge cave No. 2 and guard the villagers guarding Zhaojiayu!"

Just as Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang went to the No. 2 refuge cave, the battle began.

The Japanese spent the middle of the night familiarizing themselves with the surroundings and then prepared for the battle - as they thought, when the sun was bright, the Eighth Route Army attacked.

Yamamoto did not doubt the determination of the Eighth Route Army, but he thought that with the complex village courtyards, his people could support it until dark, and even with this terrain, he could cause considerable damage to the Eighth Route Army. But he never expected that from the beginning of the war, he had received news of the loss one after another.

If his people hadn't always preserved their strength and had not guarded the yards, they might have suffered more than half of the battle!

"Colonel, this group of Eighth Route Army is very good at street fighting!" A team leader who retreated from the front reported to Yamamoto with a gloomy face: "The yard guarded by my team was lost. In the report of the warriors, I found that one of them was extremely good at street fighting and attacking tough situations. The Eighth Route Army was able to capture the yard so quickly, which had a great relationship with that person!"

one person?

It's Zheng Yingqi!

Yamamoto's eyes became gloomy. Since he met this person, he seemed to be his nemesis. Now, he has been destroying his last hope with his own strength.

"Since that's the case... let's start this drama now!" Yamamoto smiled cruelly, then turned around and walked into the room.

Inside the house, Xiuqin, who was wrapped in a bandage on her head, showed a hatred look when she saw Yamamoto coming in. Yamamoto, who had long been accustomed to hatred look, smiled dismissively and said:

"Mrs. Zheng, you have been separated from the groom for so long at the wedding night. You should be very eager to see your groom. Now, let me satisfy your wish."
Chapter completed!