Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

But what they didn't know was that it was precisely because of Dark Blade's toss in Wulaoli that the Mi Army urgently dispatched these troops to retreat to Wulaoli.

It also directly caused them to encounter almost no obstacles on the second line of defense, and they passed so smoothly.

Qiao Lin resolved the crisis for his comrades with a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.

The comrades who had been besieging were now completely empty around them, without any danger.

There were 74 dark blade fighters who fought head-on with the Mi army, plus Li Ming, a non-staff fighter, there were 75 fighters in total.

75 people, fighting against the Mi Army with a number of nearly [-], no matter who heard this comparison, it seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights.

But this is a fact. This battle, which was carried out in the most primitive way, finally ended with the rice army leaving more than 2000 corpses.

75 people killed more than 2000 people with bayonets. It sounds like an exaggeration, but the corpses all over the ground are the best proof.

The Dark Blade fighters once again declared with their strength that they are no worse than using guns against the enemy with knives!

Of course, not all Dark Blade fighters were as powerful as Jolin, they won the battle at the cost of their own lives.

On the battlefield, in addition to the corpses of Mi Jun, there were 25 corpses of Dark Blade fighters.

Some of these 25 soldiers died under the enemy's guns, and some died in the enemy's siege. Their wounds were different, but one thing was the same. Everyone maintained a fighting posture until death. people back up.

Due to the large number of enemy troops, some enemies took advantage of the chaos to rush into the position, and the soldier whose legs were blown off and had only two clips left, used the gun in his hand to resolutely carry out Qiao Lin's last order.

"Any enemy who breaks into the position can kill as many as they can!"

With sixty bullets, he killed 37 enemies, and this was even when his legs were unable to move.

After finishing his bullets, he sat calmly on the ground and shouted, "Long live the Volunteer Army, long live the Dark Blade!"

The angry enemy pointed their guns at him, and hundreds of bullets hit his body. He was almost smashed, and when he fell, he still kept his right fist raised high.

Only fifty fighters survived, and Li Ming, who had never been on a battlefield, was one of them.

He was stabbed seven times in the face, pierced across the cheek, shot once in the left arm and once in the stomach.

Li Ming completely lost the appearance of a weak scholar before, and turned into a blood gourd.

However, such Li Ming was the least injured of all.

No one was intact, knife wounds and gunshot wounds left marks on every soldier, the most serious one was Huang Dachuan, who was stabbed 32 times by the enemy's dagger from head to toe, in addition to seven gunshot wounds, he was still alive It was a miracle to be alive and kicking.

The same is true for Qiao Lin. Although he has systematic blessings, he is still a human being, not a god. He was shot six times and had thirteen stab wounds.

The clothes on every soldier's body were soaked in blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

The most surprising thing is that none of the fighters knew when they were injured. From the beginning to the end of the battle, everyone was doing their best to kill the enemy and fell into a state of ecstasy.

The enemy retreated, and the remaining fifty soldiers sat face to face, bandaging each other's wounds.

The white cloth sheets were not enough for a long time, so I had to pull cloth strips from my cotton clothes, wrapping each one like a mummy, some soldiers even covered their entire faces except for their eyes.

After going through this bloody battle to the death, the soldiers did not feel lucky to survive the catastrophe, nor did they have the joy of victory. Everyone had only one thought in their hearts.

That is to look forward to the enemy's attack again, and then fight against it until the opponent is completely wiped out or killed by the opponent.

War will change many things, the environment, the situation, and the most affected are the soldiers participating in the war.

At the beginning of the establishment of Dark Blade, there were 190 three people, and this number had not changed three days ago.

But after these three days of fighting, the number of Dark Blades dropped sharply to 49, and Li Ming only had 50, not counting injuries, and nearly three-quarters of them died.

The brutal battle completely changed the fifty surviving fighters. In the hail of bullets, in the sea of ​​swords and flames, they transformed into out-and-out fighting monsters.

Fearless of death, ignoring life and death, for the sake of victory, everything will be spared!

Chapter 110 Six Fighters' Violence

"Instructor, what shall we do next? Go straight down the mountain and fight the enemy?"

Zhang Xiaoshan held the wrapped head with only one eye exposed, stepped forward to inquire, and waved the bayonet in his hand by the way.

The bayonet has been severely deformed, and the blade is curled up. God knows how many times it was stabbed to curl up like this.

If it wasn't for the voice, Qiao Lin wouldn't even recognize the big-headed doll in front of him as Zhang Xiaoshan.

Zhang Xiaoshan, who was always timid and easily shy, said such words from his thin body, which really made Qiao Lin feel a little out of harmony.

What disturbed Qiao Lin the most was that Zhang Xiaoshan's tone revealed a hint of expectation and excitement.

The other fighters also turned their heads to look over, with longing and even greed in their eyes.

That's a reaction that wild animals only show up after they spot their prey.

Qiao Lin, who had never panicked in the face of an enemy, felt a sudden tightening in his heart at this moment.

He understood that the soldiers had fallen into a state of excitement that they couldn't extricate themselves from.

The high-intensity battles that lasted for several days did not make them feel tired, and the excitement that shone from their eyes was enough to explain it all.

That is a thinking mode that humans will only produce after breaking through the inherent cognition.

Qiao Lin, who has taken psychology as an elective, remembers that this symptom is called subconscious aggressive personality in medicine, commonly known as mania.

If it continues, the soldiers will either become lunatics after the collapse, or be completely reduced to killing machines.

From then on, their lives will no longer have any color and emotion, and only killing can bring them pleasure.

This feeling will continue until they die.

If the soldiers became such people, the consequences would undoubtedly be dire.

When encountering the enemy, they will become the enemy's nightmare.

But if there is no enemy, they may not be able to control their emotions and hurt their own people in order to vent.

As the commander of the Seventh Company, as the supreme commander of Dark Blade, as the only sane person, Qiao Lin would never allow this to happen.

"Remember, until there is no new order, your task is still to hold your ground!"

Qiao Lin's voice was very high, not only for Zhang Xiaoshan, but also for all the Dark Blade fighters present.

"Oh!"

Zhang Xiaoshan agreed to Yisheng with some disappointment, and the hostility in his eyes eased a lot.

The other fighters also shook their heads, feeling a sense of disappointment that they couldn't get what they wanted.

It wasn't that Qiao Lin's words changed them, but that Qiao Lin had formed absolute authority in their hearts for a long time. Their instinctive reaction to Qiao Lin's words was to obey.

If this sentence is translated to other people, such as veterans like Lei Gong and Yu Congrong, or even the resurrection of Wu Qianli, it is impossible for the soldiers to obey with their current emotions, or they will rush down the mountain directly. Fight to the death with the enemy.

Qiao Lin was keenly aware of the unwillingness of the soldiers. He knew that everyone was deliberately suppressing them at the moment.

Now Dark Blade's fighting will is unprecedentedly high and unrivaled, but its combat power has not increased much, especially when all members are injured.

If they are allowed to play freely, there are more than three regiments of the Mi Army at the foot of the mountain. With these numbers alone, there is almost no suspense to destroy them. At most, they will pay some more casualties.

Qiao Lin didn't want them all to die at the foot of the mountain, then the Seventh Company would really be over.

"Now that the enemy has retreated, we can rest for a while, why not take this opportunity to have fun, how about everyone singing?"

In order to divert the soldiers' murderous intent, Qiao Lin actually thought of having a party on the battlefield accompanied by murderous intent at this moment.

The soldiers were all taken aback. Obviously, singing on the battlefield was something no one had experienced before.

"Who will sing first? Don't ask me to call names!"

Qiao Lin's fingers kept moving back and forth among the soldiers, and it seemed that he might stop at any time to choose the one who would sing.

The violent emotions were also suppressed. For the soldiers, singing in public was no easier than going into battle to kill the enemy.

"How come no one dares to sing? Are you so timid?"

Seeing that no one answered, Qiao Lin had no choice but to continue prodding them.

"I come!"

Finally someone couldn't take it anymore and took the initiative to stand up.

Qiao Lin was amused when he saw it, it was a soldier of the fire platoon.

"Forward and forward, our team is facing the sun, our feet are on the land of the motherland, and we are carrying the hope of the nation. We are an invincible force..."

Some are out of tune and his voice is a little hoarse, but this does not affect him from singing the song in its entirety.

When the other soldiers heard the beginning, they immediately showed a look of enlightenment. Everyone can sing this song. This is a military song. Everyone must learn this song when they enlist in the army.

"Not bad, not bad, the singing is quite powerful!"

Qiao Lin took the lead in applauding. No matter what his singing skills are, if he can take the lead in standing up, it is already worthy of encouragement.

The soldier who sang the song was obviously also very excited, but different from before, it was an excitement after being affirmed.

"Who is going to sing next?"

Qiaolin asked after saying a lot of compliments.

"I come!"

Huang Dachuan stood up. Although he was no longer recognizable as a human being after being bandaged, he still deliberately cleared his throat, and then sang: "The three major disciplines and eight points of attention, all revolutionary soldiers must keep in mind. First, everything Actions follow orders, and only when we are in unison can we win..."

Huang Dachuan's voice was a bit awkward, probably because of his injury, but the song he sang was in tune, which surprised Qiao Lin a little.

"I didn't realize that you can sing. When we have an art troupe in the future, I will make you the head of the troupe."

Qiao Lin hurriedly praised and applauded.

"I'll have one!"

Maybe it was the atmosphere that drove the others, and the soldiers stood up one by one.

"The red star shines brightly, the red star shines brightly and warms the heart, the red star is the heart of our workers and peasants..."

"In one day, the Red Army went down the mountain, in the autumn rain, the autumn wind was cold, and in the trees, the leaves of the sycamore trees fell..."

The soldiers sang one after another, devoting all their energy to singing for a while.

Some sang well and some sang badly, but Qiao Lin praised them all without exception.

What he needs is not the singing of the soldiers, but this emotion.

"Instructor, come one! Instructor, come one!"

The soldiers suddenly applauded and shouted in unison.