As the plane kept firing and attacking Chu Yunfei and others on the ground, the remaining Japanese soldiers began to disintegrate and fled around.

"Snatch the gun and don't kill it!"

Seeing the Japanese running towards their positions, the Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately raised their guns and shouted.

Tick ​​hook!

The Japanese shot while running, and the Eighth Route Army soldier Xiong was shot and fell backwards.

"Give me a fight!"

Brigade Commander Chen angrily ordered that the Eighth Route Army soldiers began to fight back.

But the Japanese rushed over fearlessly, shouting something in Japanese. More Japanese were attracted by the shouts and chose to break through here.

"What are they shouting?" Brigade Commander Chen asked the political commissar, who had studied at the Anti-Japanese University and could speak Japanese.

The political commissar smiled bitterly, "They said this was the Eighth Route Army, not the Iron-blooded Power Army, and only from here can we break out."

"Mom, slap!" Brigade Commander Chen was furious. Could it be that the Eighth Route Army was just a soft persimmon?

"Blow me hard, machine gunner, don't save bullets."

The political commissar was surprised, "Brig Commander, how about that?"

"After fighting, I will ask the Iron Blood Power Army. I must let this breath today!"

Without saving bullets, the Eighth Route Army's firepower suddenly became fierce, and the Japanese rushed over fell one by one. The last Japanese were shot and fell to the ground. Brigade Commander Chen vomited a breath of turbid air. If the Japanese really broke through here, he would have no place to let his face go. The combat effectiveness of the defeated soldiers was so strong that Brigade Commander Chen couldn't help but worry about the iron-blooded powerful army. Can they conquer Shijiazhuang?

"More than fifty soldiers were sacrificed." The political commissar said in a deep voice.

"Oh." Brigade Commander Chen sighed, but it is impossible not to die in a war. There were at least seven or eight hundred Japanese soldiers falling in front of them, and such a battle loss rate was far lower than any previous battle.

The battle at the Second Army garrison was coming to an end. Ding Wei led the new regiment to clean the battlefield. The Japanese prisoners tied with ropes left under the escort of the soldiers.

"Li Yunlong, you are amazing." Ding Wei and Li Yunlong have an old friendship. With Kong Jie, the three of them are famous Tie Sanjiao, the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army.

"What awesome!" Li Yunlong couldn't be happy. More than 600 soldiers died and more than 1,000 soldiers were injured in this battle, which was something he had never seen before after coming to the Iron-blooded Power Army. Although he defeated the Second Army, he still couldn't be happy.

"What's wrong, Lao Li? I'm still unhappy in winning the battle." Ding Wei said with a smile.

"Victory? I have more than 600 brothers died!" Li Yunlong said hatefully.

"More than 600?" Ding Wei's smile instantly frozen. Only more than 600 people died in the Second Army? Is Li Yunlong going to heaven or brag? His new regiment intercepted the fleeing Japanese soldiers on the periphery and sacrificed more than 1,000 people. In his opinion, it was a great victory. Li Yunlong died more than 600 people, so he was so sad?

Is this Li Yunlong? Half of people did not die in that war!

"Old Li, are you pretending to behave? I have more than a thousand people killed, but I am not as sad as you. Who are you pretending to show me?" Ding Wei was angry.

"Do you think the iron-blooded powerful country army is as weak as you?" Li Yunlong said disdainfully.

"Okay, okay, okay, Li Yunlong, you have forgotten your roots, right? Don't forget, you are also the Eighth Route Army!" Ding Wei's hands were trembling with anger.

Yes, I am also an Eighth Route Army.

For some reason, Li Yunlong's heart was rippled. He was already accustomed to the fighting style of the Iron-blooded Power Army. After returning to the Eighth Route Army, could he still fight and rush like this? If he lost more than half of his losses in a battle, would he still accept it?

It was already dawn elsewhere, and Shijiazhuang was still dark, with smoke filled the clouds, covering the sky, making it difficult for the sun to penetrate.

The ubiquitous smell of blood makes people sick, and the morning mist that should have been white is dyed with a faint red color.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing more than 100,000 Japanese troops, and rewarding a mysterious treasure chest (has been distributed to the portable warehouse)."

At the same time, Lin Qiang's mind map refreshed a batch of treasure chests, silver, gold, diamonds, and even a Supreme Treasure Chest that had never appeared before.

The harvest of treasure chests has made Lin Qiang feel a little better.

The casualties in this battle exceeded Lin Qiang's expectations, killing and capturing more than 60,000 Japanese soldiers, 1,219 people were killed and 2,742 people were seriously injured, and more than 1,000 people were killed and more than 1,000 people were seriously injured.

Tan Ya has arrived in Shijiazhuang and is dealing with the post-war matters. Li Mulan and Tian Yu have also come with the newly formed medical team. When they see Lin Qiang, Li Mulan is so panicked that she avoids far away.

Tian Yu glared at him hatefully and muttered, "Bandit, Sister Mulan has made you miserable."

Lin Qiang didn't hear it, so he turned around and came into an empty building, took out the mysterious treasure chest and the Supreme treasure chest. Both treasure chests were limited to time and must be opened within an hour after obtaining it, otherwise they would disappear.

All silently in my heart open up.

"Congratulations on obtaining the Life Light Skill (group therapy skills, automatic learning!)."

"Congratulations on getting a base car."

Without caring about the base car, Lin Qiang immediately silently recited the light of life in his heart!

A red light column that only Lin Qiang could see soared into the sky from the top of his head. With Lin Qiang as the center, circles of red apertures spread towards the surroundings, and the red aperture swept through the battlefield hospital.

"Doctor Li, I feel much better." A warrior with a white face suddenly turned bloody.

"I can stand up!" A soldier with broken legs threw away his crutches.

"My eyes can be seen again!" A warrior who was rubbed into his eyes by stray bullets unbuttoned the blindfolded gauze.

...

His forehead was covered with sweat, his face was full of fatigue and sorrow. These soldiers were injured too seriously, and Li Mulan could not save them at all. All she could do was to do was to leave their destiny. She could only pray in her heart for God's blessing, and a miracle would happen.

A miracle really happened.

Li Mulan was stunned as she saw the seriously injured soldiers recovering from the sick guts and was stunned.

"The Light of Life!"

"The Light of Life!"

Lin Qiang used the life light skill again and again, and the red aperture spread out one after another.
Chapter completed!