The country is broken

Seeing the soldiers in the platoon fall down one by one, "My soldiers! My soldiers!...My soldiers!" The platoon leader almost fell into madness. These are all the soldiers he brought out with his own hands. He brought down the fourth Japanese devil, and received a fatal counterattack from the enemy on the forehead. His eyes were covered with blood, and it looked like the whole world had turned red.

Seeing that the platoon of soldiers around him is getting less and less, this group of Japanese devils is extremely fierce, and the situation is obviously not conducive to the soldiers in the platoon. There are several wounds on his body, more air is coming out and less air is coming in, and a row of long hearts are bleeding.

"Fight, my soldiers are gone, what do I want to do with my life!?" A row of long eyes stared straight at the place with the most enemies, threw away the rifle, and reached for the grenade on his waist.

"Dog day, come with me to hell!" A row of leaders burst into the enemy group with the smoke of gunpowder after pulling the string from the grenade.

There was a miserable howl in the fire group, and several Japanese devils fell down. [

"Platoon leader!" several soldiers who witnessed this scene cried out.

"Fight it!" The few remaining fighters in a row looked at each other, and slammed grenades one after another, rushing towards the enemy.

The Japanese devils led by Captain Koda were all dumbfounded, and there were even more desperate ones than them. They just wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and the rest of the Japanese devils were swallowed by the roar of the grenade.

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, and Koda tried his best to support his scarred body with his samurai sword and looked around. He was left standing alone. Except for a few Japanese soldiers lying on the ground and howling, the others were all killed by the hand grenades of the Eighth Route Army. .

The horns of the Eighth Route Army echoed in the distance, and the tide-like shouts became louder and louder. The corner of Koda's mouth twitched, and he fell on his back, fainted, and was dragged back by the Japanese soldiers who came to support him.

Gu Yue, the leader of the third regiment, relied on the telescope in his hand.Watching a platoon rush into a gap, the sound of killing continued, but it quickly weakened, and was quickly wiped out by the rapid explosion of grenades, leaving only the sound of killing.

The battlefield was smashed into one piece, the explosion of the grenade, the whistle of the pistol, and the miserable howl of the dying person, filled the ears of everyone in the temporary command post on the battlefield.

"All the reserve team press me up!" Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, gave the order with a twisted face.The staff officers of the regiment headquarters were pale, and political commissar Wang was trembling all over, hoping that after the battle in the East Mission Fort, some flesh and blood would be left for the three regiments.

The battle plan has been formulated, and the rest depends on the performance of the soldiers of each battalion.

With the addition of two reserve teams, the three regiments pressed forward across the board, and the battle became extremely fierce. The soldiers were almost blinded, and attacked at all costs, almost using their lives to seize the enemy's position. Every step forward, there will be three regiments. The warrior fell.

The monitor of a class personally carried dozens of hand grenades.Rush into enemy positions.When he stuffed a grenade into the enemy's shooting port, he was beaten to pieces by the devil's machine gun. He blocked the enemy's shooting port with his body until he died.Until the stuffed grenades wiped out everything in the devil's bunker.

It can be seen at any time on the devil's position. The devil's wounded soldiers and the Eighth Route Army's wounded soldiers scuffled together. Bayonets, bricks, sand, fingers and even teeth, as long as they can kill each other, almost nothing is used. Many corpses are still there. Fighting posture before dying.

The puppet army together with the Japanese devils could not sustain such a fierce battle at first, and most of them surrendered directly, which reduced the resistance of the third regiment a lot.

The battle lasted until sunset. Li Wei leaned exhaustedly behind a remnant wall and gasped for breath. The battle started on the evening of the 22nd.It has been two full days, and he and the soldiers of the second camp fought hard for almost a whole day from sunrise to sunset on the 24th. In the battle, he had to be careful of 12 points, which was more tiring than the college entrance examination.

The enemy was driven and suppressed by the battalions of the three regiments to the bunker in the northeast corner of the East Mission Fort. This remnant enemy used poison gas again in the process of resisting, causing many soldiers to be poisoned and injured.

Although the third regiment won most of the positions in the East Fort.However, the casualties were very high. The guard company of the regiment headquarters had already entered the battle, and many civilian personnel were also equipped with weapons, and they could be put into the battlefield at any time as the last reserve team.

"Weizi, wake up! It's almost dawn." A hand was placed on Li Wei's shoulder, and he shook it slightly.

"Who!" Li Wei almost reflexively pulled out the fighting spear and put it on the opponent's neck, and then slowly opened his eyes.

For Li Wei these two days, killing has become a habitual action. Li Wei feels that the enemies he has fought against these two days are extremely cunning and difficult, and they have rich battlefield experience. [

"Squad leader!" Li Wei saw the person who woke him up, heaved a sigh of relief and withdrew his fighting stab, anyone who saw the life and death battlefield at this moment for two days and two nights would be as neurotic as Li Wei. "Be careful, when the battle is over, you can sleep as long as you want, and don't lose your life when you fall asleep." The third squad leader Lei Long didn't blame Li Wei for his recklessness.

"Yes!" Li Wei nodded, poured some water from the kettle into the palm of his hand, wiped his face to wake himself up, and continued to stare at the only two bunkers left by the devil not far away. .

Before he knew it, Li Wei actually slept on the battlefield for several hours, and the sky was gradually brightening at this time.

"Listen! There seems to be some noise!" Deng Feng gesticulated not far away.

Li Wei and the third squad leader immediately pricked up their ears.

Gradually, there was a buzzing roar in the sky, a black spot appeared in the sky, and the roar became louder and louder

"It's an airplane!" The third squad leader, Lei Long, knew what the sound was.

"It's an enemy plane! Be careful and covert, and no shooting into the air!" The order constantly sounded on the battlefield.

Now it is no different from when Li Wei was holding a 97-type modified sniper rifle and black armor-piercing. The three regiments only rely on this few people. , It also made it unnecessary to fight the battle of Dongtuanbao.

When two planes with two propellers flew over the East Mission Fort, they circled the East Mission Fort, and the flying altitude became lower and lower. The plaster flags under the wings were clearly visible, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army below quietly hid Inside the bunker, motionless.

On the ground, only Fan Guowen found a favorable position with an uneasy expression, put Ma Keqin on it, and pointed his gun at the devil's plane. But still on the battlefield, Fan Guowen doesn't care about your discipline, as long as you dare to hurt his boss Li Wei, you will be beaten first.

In the early stage of design and manufacture, Maxim was also used for air defense, even if it directly faced the aircraft of the Japanese devils, it was not inferior in the slightest.

Li Wei looked nervously at the plane circling in the sky. He recognized that although it was not a fighter jet, it was a relatively heavy transport plane, but it could also be used as an aerial bomb. I hope that the remnant enemies of the Eastern Fort will not want to kill everything. Let the plane simply blow all the bottom flat.

After circling for a long time, several small dots were thrown from the devil's plane. Li Weigang wanted to shout "be careful!", but saw several white umbrella flowers zooming out in the air.

"Airborne soldiers?!" Li Wei immediately put aside this idea, throwing airborne soldiers over the positions of the Eighth Route Army is purely courting death, isn't it just for the soldiers of the third regiment to be living targets, and when umbrella flowers bloom in the sky, Li Wei Wei knew it was definitely not a bomb, and he hadn't heard of any famous brand bombs with parachutes, unless it was nuclear and napalm. However, considering the military strength of the Japanese devils at this time, it is estimated that they are not so advanced.

As the parachute got closer to the ground, Li Wei saw clearly that there were large boxes hanging under the parachute.

With a flutter, many parachutes landed outside the Japanese devil's position and fell into the position of the third regiment.

Except for a few soldiers who had bad ideas and were crushed by a box hanging from the parachute, there were basically no accidents.

Li Wei touched the edge of the nearest parachute, cut off the parachute rope, and pried open the box with a fighting thorn. He saw that he was amused. It turned out that it was a supply dropped by the devil, and there were neatly stacked supplies, including children and food. .

It seems that the remnants of the besieged enemies couldn’t hold back anymore. They asked for airdrops, but most of them were cheaper by three regiments. The free supply airdrops are quite a bargain. The Japanese devils finally did a good deed. .

Facing the breakfast that came across as soon as he opened it, Li Wei was not polite. He threw a few cans of meat to other comrades in arms. Stuffing the food in his mouth, he was already starving, and now it's not a blind date, so he doesn't care what he eats or not.

The special smell of canned meat immediately wafted from the position of the Second Battalion. The extra meal on the battlefield was still meaty. Where can I find such a good thing, this time it is cheaper for the cooking team, so I don’t have to worry about delivering breakfast on the battlefield. [

During the whole day, the three regiments did not launch any attack. Every soldier was recharging his energy. The Japanese devils' positions were dead silent. Both the enemy and us knew the outcome of the battle more than ever. hour.

As the sun slanted westward inch by inch, the murderous aura on the battlefield began to gather gradually.

A few gunshots suddenly sounded from the direction of the Devil's Bunker, and a figure stumbled out from the Devil's position, holding a white flag. Almost at the same time, a signal rose into the sky, and deafening gunshots erupted from all directions of the Devil's Bunker. The final battle begins.

The people who ran out from the devil's position were quickly dragged back to the Eighth Route Army's position by several soldiers after the battle started, and the shouts of killing rang out again.

"Report! There are only 27 Taijun left. They poured gasoline on the machine guns and throwers, and prepared to jump into the fire. They are all dead." The devil translator who just ran out of the devil's position saw The third regiment leader, like meeting his original devil superior, made a Japanese military salute habitually, and said with a pale face.