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Kobayashi quickly stepped forward and roughly pulled away several puppet troops blocking the way, and saw Hiroji Otake, who was covered in dirt and blood.

"Your Excellency, how are you?" Kobayashi called anxiously, holding Dazhu.

"I, I'm not a big deal." Koji Otake blinked slowly and asked in a weak voice: "Kobayashi, can the enemy's attack be blocked?"

Kobayashi hesitated for a moment, feeling that it seemed that he should not tell the bad news now.

"Tell me, there is nothing to hide now. The situation is bad, right?" Koji Otake said with a wry smile.

"Hayi!" Kobayashi whispered: "There are still fighting fiercely, but the number of enemies is extremely large and the firepower is very strong, and our army has suffered heavy casualties."

Hiroji Otake seemed to have expected that the situation was not good, but he did not express any surprise. After thinking about it, he said, "Retreat!" As he said that, he tried hard to sit up, but grinned in pain and broke out in cold sweat.

Kobayashi quickly held Dazhu and sat down with a embarrassed look on his face.

"Hesitation will completely ruin everyone's lives." Dazhu said gritting his teeth: "Failure is a foregone conclusion, before dawn..."

It is said that it is retreating, but in fact, what is the difference between escaping? Kobayashi summoned more than 30 Japanese soldiers to protect Dazhu and could only break through to the west. The "Imperial Army" had all fled, but who would still work hard for the puppet army? More than 200 people followed the Japanese and fled westward.

The enemies who remained in the village were still resisting, but the puppet troops gradually became disobedient. They either lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, or stared at the "Imperial Army" soldiers beside them with malicious intentions. Some of them were brave enough to turn around and fight with the "Imperial Army" soldiers to urge them to fight.

An old Japanese slammed the team with shouts and curses at the top of his lungs, and suddenly shot dense fire from behind. Looking back, there was a flash of figure at the entrance of the alley behind him, and he shot at this side and blew a whistle to contact. After that, the enemy had successfully surrounded him and they fell into the encirclement.

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It was getting dark, and the sound of gunfire gradually stopped. The brigade of puppet army prisoners were taken out of the village, and the attack was approaching.

Under the protection of the guards, Yang Tianfeng walked into the village. Broken bricks and rotten tiles were everywhere, and dead enemy bodies could be seen everywhere. When he arrived at the intersection of the street, he couldn't help but stop.

This is the place where the fiercest battle is fought, and it is also the battlefield where the Japanese and puppet troops resist the strongest. The corpses are pillowed, and the ground is covered with broken weapons and bloodstains...

"Go to your mother!" With a shout, Yang Tianfeng looked up and saw Wu Jinsuo taking the bayonet from the seriously injured Japanese devil. He reached out to pick up a Japanese command knife. Next to him was Hu Keping, with a expressionless face and used a bayonet to finish the attack on the Japanese devil, as if she was doing something very ordinary and ordinary. Even if it was obvious that she could not die again, she would not let it go.

This is war, which distorts people's character and becomes cruel and cruel. What is war? In the final analysis, it is just killing people.

Yang Tianfeng turned around and walked away to the west of the village. A unit led by Commander Zhou and had already chased after him. Together with the ambushing troops, few of the hundreds of enemies who fled out might escape.

The casualties are still counted, and Yang Tianfeng knows by intuition that there will not be too many. The artillery fire attack was successful, and the Japanese suffered heavy losses. Although there were many puppet troops, their combat power was unbearable. Judging from the results of this night attack, this battle was still very successful.

This is war. It not only kills the enemy without mercy, but also has to be determined to face the casualties of its own troops. After the passion disappears, all that remains are sad and painful memories.

Moreover, in the days to come, this kind of sadness and pain will continue to appear. But I will not retreat or be defeated. Yang Tianfeng exhaled hard and took a long breath, taking bigger steps, and straightened his waist and back.

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The Japanese and puppet troops who rushed out of the village finally did not escape the bad luck of being annihilated. They were first ambushed and blocked by a battalion of national troops, and then attacked by the pursuers led by Zhou Zhizhong.

Although the Japanese fought desperately and fought desperately with their opponents, dozens of Japanese soldiers could not reverse the situation even when the puppet army collapsed. Under the front and back attack of absolute superior forces, the squadron leader Kobayashi was shot dead. Commander Hiroji Otake pointed his pistol at his forehead and despaired the board.

Zhou Zhizhong exhaled a stream of white breath and looked around the battlefield. There was no other Japanese who could stand. Blood was everywhere, dead bodies were everywhere, and broken limbs were everywhere. The soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, and screams came from time to time. They were the soldiers dealing with the wounded Japanese soldiers.

Although nearly a hundred officers and soldiers were injured and killed, the victory was beyond doubt. Zhou Zhizhong also knew that Yang Tianfeng was deliberately giving it to him. A major and a captain were enough to make the Zhou regiment famous. The rewards could not be escaped. Moreover, Yang Tianfeng also promised to help Zhou regiment make up for the soldiers who were damaged by the battle, and promised to make up for the spoils in half.

If it were a regular army, Zhou Zhizhong was a little unwilling to be half of the spoils before. However, after the Tiejiao Mountain blockade and the night attack on Wangcun, he felt a little embarrassed now. Although they were the Third Column, they were the regular soldiers, but when they fought, they had nothing to boast about. In terms of the means of killing enemies and the number of people, the Third Column was much ahead.

"Captain of the regiment——" The guard platoon leader has collected valuable spoils, lieutenant-level, escaping ejections, commanding swords, telescopes, etc., and presented them to Zhou Zhizhong.

Zhou Zhizhong nodded with a wry smile and said to the platoon leader of the guard who was overjoyed: "We have taken a big advantage. In the future, we should be more polite to the Third Column and Chief Yang."

The guard platoon leader is Zhou Zhizhong's fellow villager, loyal and he is not as impressed as Zhou Zhizhong. He just thought that the superior might be promoted if he has made military achievements; the officers and soldiers report the number of enemies killed, and they can get rewards. Although the various troops in the National Army have different rewards for killing the Japanese, the least one is a Japanese and a Guangyang, right?

"Captain, why not talk to General Yang and let us report the number of dead devils more." The guard platoon leader scratched his head, and the suggestions made Zhou Zhizhong laughed and cried.

"Let's talk about it!" Zhou Zhizhong waved his hand and turned to the staff next to him, "Speed ​​up the cleaning of the battlefield, we still have a combat mission. Maybe Brigade Commander Yang has led the team to set off now."

Zhou Zhizhong was really right. Yang Tianfeng, who received the report, hurriedly rectified the troops and led a regiment to set out first.
Chapter completed!