The Japanese were not made of mud. Although they had a hint of timidity in their hearts at this moment, they were still extremely crazy when they fought!

The Bushido of Dog Day is still of a little use!

When Lu Shan cut off his last head, he suffered two minor injuries on his body, but it did not affect the battle. However, his strength also left him. He was so tired that he was breathing heavily.

This physical fitness is a bit bad. Compared with his previous ones, a few more than a dozen Japanese soldiers almost exhausted themselves and were surrounded by special forces from hundreds of enemy countries. He could still kill half of the opponent's troops and finally leave calmly!

No matter what, since you are here, you have to survive!

Live for the fight!

He picked up a large 38-cap, bullets, and grenades gathered together, and the number was quite large, but he could only bring 300 bullets and twenty grenades at most. However, he didn't waste the rest. The Japanese would come to collect the corpses for his comrades, so let them taste his homemade thunder!

The Japanese military officers also had a self-defense pistol, a Japanese-style southern pistol, which looked ugly, but it could barely be used, with only fifty bullets.

In this way, Lu Shan fully armed himself in the gap between the Japanese attacks, and of course, he needed to replenish his physical strength.

Many rice balls were found from the Japanese. On the battlefield, the first to survive and the second to kill the enemy. The rest can be put aside. Lu Shan was a soldier at the age of sixteen and was 28 years old this year. He has twelve years old. He has never eaten anything except human flesh.

The Japanese rice balls tasted pretty good. He was hungry and ate three in one breath. He drank a large pot of water to fill his empty stomach. He also collected the remaining rice balls. He didn't know where this was. If he was surrounded by the Japanese and had no money, these rice balls would be his next ration, and the water bottles were even more heavy.

These rice balls and water can make him last for at least seven or eight days, or even longer!

The Japanese reacted very quickly. Soon, a group of Japanese soldiers were hunched, wearing hard-sole cowhide boots, black shadows were crowded with fan-shaped search attack formations and rushed towards Lu Shan’s position.

What the Japanese wanted to capture was this barracks, a railway track not far away. This place must be a military center, otherwise a huge barracks would not have been built next to the railway.

The Japanese were strong in combat, well-equipped, and very strong in combat awareness. They were almost all skilled veterans, and they could tell this as soon as they fought.

Japanese devils, I just go to your ancestors!

If it weren't for the fear of exposing the location, Lu Shan couldn't help laughing three times!

A watch pulled from the Japanese soldiers' hands was worn on his wrist. He took a look at it with the faint moonlight and found that it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

There are still three hours before dawn, and the weather in the north is getting cold early and should be a little later.

Lu Shan lay under the rubble and waited for nearly ten minutes. Suddenly, a burst of rapid gunfire sounds came from the east, and it quickly went down.

The surroundings were not quiet, with sporadic gunfire and explosions mixed with these screams.

Lu Shan felt a moment of confusion. He originally wanted to kill a few more Japanese devils, but who knew that the follow-up troops of the Japanese devils were not seen at all. What happened?

Although I picked up a telescope, even in the dark night, even if there is a faint moonlight, the visibility is very low.

Two choices in front of Lu Shan whether to leave or stay.

Walk!

Lu Shan was determined, thought for a few seconds, and decided to run towards the direction where the guns were just loud.

Considering that he might encounter enemies along the way, Lu Shan did not bring the heavy machete, but instead tied the Japanese military officer's oriental sword to his waist. He also brought 300 bullets, a revolver, about 30 bullets, and two more bayonets, one with one in his hand and one on his back. The rest were first aid kits and dough, and all that could be brought were brought.

After all, this piece of equipment is about 30 kilograms, but now this body is almost at its limit, so it won’t work if it is too much!

As we walked east, we saw the bodies of many ** soldiers.

Many people seem to have no weapons in their hands, and are shot to death during a fight, or stabbed to death with bayonets.

What's going on? Didn't these ** soldiers resist?

Lu Shan saw the badge of "blue sky and white sun" on his hats, and naturally recognized that this should be a group of **s.

I bent down and picked up a long spear in my hand. It looked familiar. I pulled the bolt away, and it was empty inside!

What a fucking fucking, what's going on? The gun has no smell of gunpowder and has never been fired at all.

At this moment, the breath in Lu Shan's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he was inexplicably sad and angry. What's going on?

Even if the Japanese army attacked, there should be bullets in their own soldiers’ guns!

Could it be...

Lu Shan couldn't suppress a thought in his mind.

In order to confirm Lu Shan’s suspicion, he found a blood-stained officer certificate from the pocket of a second lieutenant’s shirt.

It reads: The 619th Regiment of the 7th Brigade of the Northeast Frontier Defense Force of the National Revolutionary Army...

What about my own, do I have such an identity proof?

Only then did Lu Shan remember how he forgot his self-sufficiency and immediately took out his pockets to touch it.

Finally, a warm soldier certificate was found in his close-fitting underwear pocket.

Letter: 3rd squad, 4th Company, 3rd Battalion, 619th Regiment, 7th Brigade of the Northeast Frontier Defense Army, National Revolutionary Army

Lushan

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Hometown: Yuncheng, Shandong

Culture: Junior High School

He joined the army in July 1929 and was a deputy in the corporal class.

It turns out that his name is Lu Shan, so there is no need to change his name and surname. This soldier certificate is also the only thing he can prove his identity in this era.

But the original Lu Shan was dead, and all he left for himself was this thing, as well as the slightly yellow black and white photo on it.

The very energetic little flat head, just like his original face, very ordinary.

"Brother, brother..."

"Who?" Lu Shan was shocked. As one of the ace agents of the Security Bureau, he was always vigilant even when he was not on duty. He would be found within ten meters of the idler. Now a voice appeared behind him, if it was the enemy...

"Brother, help me...help me..." A bloody arm stretched out from the rubble. One of his legs was blown off and half of his body was buried inside, but he was not dead yet. He was in a coma after losing too much blood and had just woken up.

The word "Brother!" is heavier than Taishan for Lu Shan. Once upon a time, he watched the brothers fighting with him leave with his own eyes. He had no name, only code names, and even the pension was carried out in other ways. They were all unknown heroes of the Republic!

Lu Shan's eyes were wet. He walked over and moved the tiles covering his face with his hands, revealing a blood-stained face. Blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and his breath was as angry as a fucking spring.

"Help me, help me..."

"I'll help you!" Lu Shan's eyes turned red in an instant. He knew that even if he didn't help, this ** brother wouldn't be able to live.

Hearing Lu Shan’s answer, a light of joy suddenly flashed in his dispersed eyes, which was a light of relief.

"Brother, go all the way, I will help you get revenge and kill more Japanese!" Lu Shan turned his face and waved the bayonet in his hand lightly.

A drop of hot tears rolled down Lu Shan’s cheek. Unexpectedly, he had just arrived in this era and sent away a brother in his own hands.

And he didn't even know the other party's name.

It doesn’t matter who it is now, the living will continue to fight for you!

For the country, for the nation, for the poor people, and for the dignity of being a human being!
Chapter completed!