My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 361

At the col between the two mountains, Da Kui and his party were besieged here.

The Japanese were still attacking endlessly. The mountains were bare, and there were only a few stones and depressions that could serve as shelters, but the bullets from top to bottom made it impossible for them to hide, and the number of casualties rose sharply.

"Hold on, bro, you'll be fine, just hold on!"

Da Kui was bandaging the wound of a captain. Two bullets pierced through his stomach and lower abdomen. Blood had flowed all over the floor. The snow-white gauze had been wrapped in an unknown number of layers, but it would still be slowly seeped by blood.

The captain's face was pale, and the blood on his lips had long since disappeared. Now he couldn't say a word and could only look up at the sky quietly. As time passed, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and his pupils gradually dilated.

"Deputy regiment commander...company commander...he's dead." The soldier beside him reminded helplessly.

Da Kui was startled, and quickly probed the captain's breath with his hand, but the result was self-evident, hemorrhagic shock became the deadliest god of death.

"Turtle son, little Japan, I call you an immortal!" The annoyed Da Kui cursed fiercely, and the gauze in his hand rolled down to the ground, and a tear trail gradually slipped from his eyes.

This company commander was one of the soldiers of the Laochuan Army who had returned from Burma, and he was also a fellow villager who Da Kui was very familiar with. Now he can only watch him die a little bit, but he is powerless.

"Deputy head, we... can we still rush out?"

"Where are you going to go? I'm afraid I'm going to die here."

"This should be done..."

The soldiers around spoke to each other, their eyes full of despair.

The radio has not been able to contact Ah Yi and the others, and it has been four or five hours since they were besieged. The corpses of their comrades are all over the ground, and everyone is already exhausted.

Moreover, the ammunition in the hands of the soldiers is not much, everyone's mood has fallen to the bottom, and they feel that their last hope is almost gone.

"Shut up for me! Have you forgotten the oath you swore to your fellow villagers before leaving Sichuan!?"

As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers present fell silent, some of them were thin-skinned and even lowered their heads with red faces.

Da Kui's face was frosty, and his cold and determined eyes swept over everyone: "We can't escape today, but there are brothers in the company of Huangquan Road, and I, Zhang Xianyong, are talking here, with dead words on my head." Banner, with a heroic soul companion, Chuan Wazi will not be afraid of death!"

Before the Sichuan Army came out of Sichuan to fight against the enemy, the soldier Wang Jiantang was presented by his father, Wang Wangcheng, with a banner with a big and powerful "death" written on it, encouraging his son to sacrifice his life for the country and fight the enemy bravely, wrapped in horse leather.

On the left side of the banner is written: I don't want you to be filial in front of me; I only want you to be loyal in terms of nationality.

On the right is: the country is in crisis, and the Japanese invaders are ferocious.The rise and fall of a country depends on everyone.I wanted to serve, but I was too old.Fortunately, I have a son, so I volunteered voluntarily.Give a flag and always carry it with you.Swab blood when wounded, wrap body after death.Go forward bravely, don't forget your duty!
Dead Flag!That is the belief of the Sichuan army. It represents the great feelings of many elders in Sichuan who sent their sons to fight. It has also become the great spirit of Sichuan people who will fight to the death and never admit defeat.

"Damn Ge, if you die, you're afraid of a hammer!" A soldier shouted resolutely, picking up his rifle.

"Exactly! With a big scar on his head, he will be a hero again after 18 years."

"Kill one and earn one, and give the dead brothers more luck!"

These words seemed to stir up a thousand waves, and all the soldiers present shouted, and there was no fear in their eyes.

The engineering regiment is basically from Sichuan, and it can even be said that most of the soldiers of the entire third division come from Sichuan, Hunan and other places.

Sichuan people are industrious and rebellious. They always do everything in obscurity at the beginning, and only at critical moments do they become vigorous and sparkling.

They can make jokes about foreign workers when they fight against their brothers in their own territory, and they are scolded as the worst army in China.

Seeing this situation, Da Kui laughed out loud with satisfaction, picked up the submachine gun on the ground and raised his arms and shouted: "Haha! We Chuanwaer really didn't get a rake skin, so you gave me a good bayonet, even if you die, you will die on the way to the charge. If you want to tell those bastard sons on the opposite side, I don't have to admit defeat!"

"kill!!"

The deafening shouts of killing went straight into the sky, and under the leadership of Da Kui, the last fifty soldiers uttered their final roar, vowing to fight the enemy to death!
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On the other side, Ah Yi raised the gun and aimed with one eye. There was a three-point line between the front sight and the target, and he pulled the trigger with his finger without hesitation.

"Boom! Boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and a little devil who was shooting let out a scream. He was shot twice in the shoulder and chest, and his body was carried backward by the impact.

After killing the Japanese soldier, Ah Yi hid behind a tree to stabilize his figure, and then continued to rush forward.

It's just that a lot of Japanese soldiers in front suddenly stopped running away and started shooting regardless, which forced the pursuit team to stop.

"Regimental Commander, the army of little devils has withdrawn, and now these desperate lunatics are left behind, we... oh my god!!"

Before the platoon leader finished speaking, two grenades were thrown in front of him, scaring the guy to rush to the side.

"Boom! Boom!"

The explosion at close range made people's eardrums hurt, and Ah Yi also noticed the changes in the front. The group of little devils who stayed behind obviously had no intention of retreating. He threw a grenade directly at the engineer regiment, not caring about his own life at all.

The soldiers were also intimidated by this desperate posture of Saburo. After all, one person desperately cannot be stopped by ten people. How many people are willing to exchange their lives for their lives?

Ah Yi saw that the situation was wrong, so he ordered loudly: "Don't rush, call the surrounding team to surround and eat these dozens of little devils!"

He also knew that it was impossible to keep the Japanese army with only this few people in his hand. It was already good enough to fight like this, what more bicycles do we need?And if one's own goal is achieved, there is no need to fight to the death with the other party.

Most of the little devils retreated into the forest, and the group of Japanese troops who surrounded and killed Da Kui on the other side of the mountain also retreated.

It's just that when Ah Yi led people to find them...the desolate appearance made people sad.

More than 180 people were beaten, and now there are less than [-] left. Everyone is covered in hair and blood, and almost none of them is uninjured.

Ah Yi walked quickly to the center of the team, with a slightly urgent expression as if he was looking for something: "Where is the chief? Where is your deputy head?"

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(End of this chapter)