Dragon Spirit Knight "My Third Empire", a different empire, you will like it!

Liao Sen returned to the division headquarters. Before the stool was hot and the tea had not yet been taken, he rushed away with a guard in a drizzle.

"Braft Commander Liao..."

Wu Xiaoyun came in from outside and looked at Liao Sen running away without even saying hello, a little surprised. What's wrong?

She didn't know the heat and heat in Liao Sen's heart at this moment, and she wished she would go to the battlefield right now.

"Where is the chariot squadron?"

"Host, where are we going?" The platoon leader of the guards was taken into the jeep by Liao Sen, and was at a loss.

"Go to war!" Liao Sen quickly unscrewed the key, started the car motor, and stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the division headquarters.

"What does the front command mean to restrain the Chinese army?" Qiaolin Town, Japanese army command, and Colonel Okamoto received an order directly from Nanjing Front Command.

"Sir, will it be related to the strangulation plan?"

"Strike plan?" Okamoto frowned slightly. His attack was like a rainbow, but he asked him to stop and not force him too much.

What does this mean? Are you afraid that he will take the credit?

"Order the troops and slow down the attack!"

"Hayi!"

On the position, the secret service regiment fought bloody battles and finally forced the Japanese attack back. The officers and soldiers were exhausted, and they lay in the trenches to rest without worrying that it was still raining in the sky.

This is not the first time that the secret service team has fought so hard. Taking a break from their busy schedule is also a way to relieve stress.

"Smoke, smoke..."

The platoon leader took out a pack of cigarettes and dispersed them to the brothers around him. It turned out that a pack of cigarettes was not dispersed enough, but now after one round, there were three or four more pieces in his hand.

The extra comrades have either died or been carried down.

"When will this battle be fought?"

"As long as you fight the Japanese, you can fight until you are no longer!" said a person without saying a word.

"I heard that retreating two kilometers is the order of the superior..."

"We have so many brothers dead. How many brothers are left behind who have returned from the lonely camp?"

"That's better than being trapped in Shanghai..."

"What are you arguing, what are you arguing? Wouldn't it be better to leave some strength to fight the Japanese?" Sun Guangsheng, acting battalion commander and company commander, patrolled all the way and scolded.

During the battle just now, he also hung up the color, and his arms were cut by shrapnel. He simply bandaged it, which did not affect the battle.

"Liu. How many people are there?" Sun Guangsheng took a deep breath, and a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

"one two three……"

"There are only seventeen left, let's platoon." The platoon leader named Liu counted the number of people, "Three more are injured, and they are in the hospital."

"Old Song's rank is two less than you, which is not bad." Sun Guangsheng picked up his notebook and recorded it with a pencil. Every charge. Every time he defeated the Japanese attack, he would discipline the number of people at a time.

After all, the number of people in the first battalion is less than half. If you continue to fight, you will be afraid that you will be completely wiped out.

"Lu, I heard that your wife gave birth to a fat boy for you in her hometown?"

"Hehe, it's been several months, and I guess I'll crawl now." Liu laughed and had a child. Old Liu's family had a backer, so he felt different.

"After the war, I will go home and ask my mother to tell me about a wife and give birth to a big fat boy."

"Just wait. The hair hasn't grown yet!"

"Hahaha……"

"Stop making trouble. Take the time to have a meal later. The Japanese should come up. There will be meat and steamed buns tonight, so you can do it." Sun Guangsheng said loudly. Since joining the Honorary Division, the food has been much better than before. Officials do not embezzle or deduct military pay. Those who are better than those in the 36th Division.

It is worth it to fight with such a commander, even if he dies on the battlefield. Therefore, the officers and soldiers complain, and it is still the same as usual when they fight.

There is meat to eat, and the soldiers lying in the trenches opened their eyes one by one. These days, except for women and money, there is nothing more attractive than eating meat in one bite.

If it weren't for the food standards of the Honorary First Division, such a high-intensity battle would have been difficult to support.

In comparison, the quality of Chinese soldiers on both sides is much worse in nature. Although the explosive power is not weak, it is not nutritious and has much worse endurance.

On average, six Chinese soldiers need to be sacrificed to replace one Japanese soldier with death. How big is the gap?

"Squad leader, I want to eat pork belly..."

"Pork belly, you are so beautiful that you only have lean meat." The squad leader knocked his ignorant soldier with his hand.

The secret service regiment is mainly composed of veterans. According to the principle of proximity, the captured officers and soldiers of the former 36th Division can directly join the secret service regiment. If the shortage is insufficient, they will be selected from the rescued Japanese prisoners of war camp.

This is the special treatment Leng Feng gave to the secret service regiment, which other troops do not have.

It is not unreasonable that the spy team has strong combat power. They are all veterans, and they can play much stronger combat power on the battlefield than veterans leading new recruits.

This is why the secret service regiment fought with the Japanese army for two days and nights, and they could still fight. However, now we have to add new recruits, and veterans are too precious.

The kitchen squad jumped into the position in a big pot, and it was a rare temporary truce at this time.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the aroma of meat suddenly scattered over the entire position. After fighting for an afternoon, the officers and soldiers were all hungry. As soon as the meal came, the boss was staring at him.

"One comes one by one, no one will be missing." There was no snatch. This was not the past. If it were the past, I would have been rushing forward and snatched all of them.

One person has a large spoonful of meat, half of it is meat, and half is potatoes and cabbage. It is so oily that it looks tempting. It is amazing.

If one person gives out two big white steamed buns, it is not enough, and you can take them again. In short, you must let the officers and soldiers on the position have enough food to have the strength to fight the Japanese.

“Delicious, delicious…”

"Look at you, a starving ghost, are reincarnated. Don't choke. There are not enough. Our Honorary First Division will not treat our brothers badly."

Sun Guangsheng looked at the food in his lunch box and felt much more comfortable. Although the Shangfeng issued an order to retreat regardless of the green dates, it was really nothing to say about the brothers. Now no one in the secret service team knows the goodness of the Honor 1 Division. If they ask them to return to the old army, it is estimated that mutiny is possible.

"Eat quickly, the Japanese will come up later!" Sun Guangsheng sat down, picked up the steamed bun and chewed it. Hear it.

"Battleman Sun, Battalion Commander Sun..."

"Battleman Commander Sun, the regiment commands you to return to the regiment headquarters immediately." A communication soldier from the regiment headquarters ran over and finally found Sun Guangsheng who was sitting in the trenches with the officers and soldiers for dinner.

Sun Guangsheng put down the steamed buns in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know. You'll know when you go."

"Can I let me eat?" Sun Guangsheng hesitated for a moment before he had dinner.

"No, you'd better go over quickly. The team command was very urgent."

"Okay." Sun Guangsheng drank the lunch box and handed it to a serviceman beside him, "Please keep it for me first, and I'll come back later."

"Chinese soldiers are having a meal!" Hundreds of meters away, the scattered meat fragrance had already spread to the Japanese position, and a Japanese major was holding up a telescope to observe the position of the secret service regiment.

"Yes, the food in these Chinese troops is good!" said a Japanese lieutenant with white gloves behind him.

"When will our soldiers' dinner be delivered?"

"It will take some time!"

"Baga, when will the Japanese Empire be less efficient than the Chinese army?"

"Hay, we didn't find enough firewood, so..."

"asshole!"

"Sir, why don't we send someone to catch one or two prisoners while the Chinese soldiers are having dinner?" reminded the Japanese lieutenant, "It's too late at this moment, and the sight is not good?"

"Yaxi. Do what you want." The Japanese Grandmaster knew very well that Colonel Okamoto had an obsession in his heart, and that he wanted to figure out the number of the Chinese army opposite.

Sun Guangsheng jogged back to the regiment headquarters without wearing a raincoat, and got off the horse. Half of his clothes were soaked.

There were many people coming to the regiment headquarters, and he was the last one to arrive because he searched for his correspondents for a while before finding him.

"Report!"

"Guangsheng is here, come in!"

When I saw so many people in the room, there were still a few who had never seen or had no impression of him. I was definitely not from the secret service group, so I was a little confused. What was so serious?

"Are everyone here?" Shangguan Zhibiao presided over the meeting temporarily.

"Why would you like to introduce yourself so that I can get to know each other?" Liao Sen sat down at Xie Jiyuan's lower head and slightly straightened his body.

“Okay.”

"It's better to come sooner or later." Liao Sen smiled and pointed his hand at Sun Guangsheng who was sitting at the door.

As soon as Sun Guangsheng sat down, he was still breathing evenly. As everyone was watching, he stood up: "My name is Sun Guangsheng, the acting battalion commander of the First Battalion of the Special Forces, and the company commander of the First Company!"

"Just just got off the position?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Please sit down." Liao Sen nodded. To understand the situation of the Japanese army on the battlefield, he might have a good talk with the grandson battalion commander next.

"Lei Xiong, the battalion commander of the heavy machine gun battalion..."

"Jiang Jing, the platoon leader of the spy map reconnaissance platoon."
To be continued...