What about the spirit of sacrifice?

What about the so-called escapism?

Huang Shicheng didn't care about these things at all, and just retreated towards the position in embarrassment, but when he shouted like this, he foolishly gave the wrong order again.

Most of the charge had passed, and if we retreated at this time, wouldn't we leave the back to the little devil, and he would really become a living target.

Sun Desheng didn't dare to delay any longer, "Huang Shicheng, you've made a big deal out of it", he cursed and kicked Huang Shicheng on the back.

Huang Shicheng rolled and slid on the slope for a few meters. A series of stray bullets shot at the place where his back was facing.

Huang Shicheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and realized that Sun Desheng was still saving him just now. He was about to say thank you, when he heard Sun Desheng shout: "Brothers, retreating is a dead end, rush up and fight the little devil!" up, kill"

Sun Desheng took the lead in the charge. Hearing Huang Shicheng's call, the soldiers who were about to retreat realized that the team paused and swooped towards the devils in the ambush circle again.

Sun Desheng knew very well that he had no way out at this moment. The Japanese army's machine gun positions and grenadier positions had already been built, and now even if all the troops retreated to the dirt slope positions, they would only be beaten.

The only chance of victory is to get through this final charge distance and directly entangle with the devils, so that the Japanese army's superior firepower will be lost.

This style of play is very practical, the only disadvantage is that there are too many casualties, but at this time Sun Desheng can no longer control so much.

He was just remorseful, a mediocre person made a mistake, this Huang Shicheng had caused a lot of trouble to Lian.

In a short period of fighting, under the strong firepower of the Japanese army and Huang Shicheng's stupid command, the company has been broken by nearly half. This kind of huge and extremely rapid battle damage rarely occurs in the entire battle experienced by the new three regiments. of.

It's time for life and death.

A good ambush battle, under Huang Shicheng's stupid interference, might turn out to be a tragedy of being annihilated.

Under the leadership of Battalion Commander Sun Desheng, the soldiers of the first company exploded with unprecedented fighting power, and all the soldiers quickly showed the madness of the Crazy Third Regiment.

Each with red eyes, like an angry bull, charged towards the Japanese army as if desperate.

A soldier broke his leg on the way because he was running too fast, struggled, and even with his bloody hands, he struggled to crawl towards the Japanese camp.

Looking at Yoshida Shimono's scalp numb at this scene, he realized that he had underestimated the strength of the Eighth Route Army. Not to mention anything else, it was this strong will to fight, which he had never heard of.

Wu Li, the leader of the security platoon, was also infected by the madness of this team. Subconsciously, he was about to lead his own guard platoon to charge the Japanese army, but Huang Shicheng pulled him back from behind.

"Officer Yellow?"

Huang Shicheng was quite embarrassed, his face was full of smoke and dust, and his clothes were in tatters. "Platoon Leader Wu, leave the charge and kill the enemy to Battalion Commander Sun and the others. Remember your responsibilities."

Duties?

Isn't it my duty to protect your yellow officer!

Wu Li couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm on his face. Such a cowardly and spineless guy actually kept shouting that he was not afraid of sacrifice and that he could not fight cowardly. I really missed it.

Wu Li roared angrily: "You protect the yellow officer for me, don't let him lose a hair."

Wu Li bit the word "hair hair" very hard, and after shouting, he charged towards the Japanese camp with his rifle in his hand.

The leading assault team of the company soon joined the Japanese army. Yoshida Shimono was also a ruthless man, not afraid of battle. Seeing that the machine gun fire and grenadier fire could not be deployed, he immediately ordered a bayonet assault.

As a result, a fierce hand-to-hand battle broke out between the two sides at the mountain pass of Wu Village.

Although judging from the scale of this hand-to-hand battle, it is so insignificant that after a few years, no one except the parties may remember it.

It is not enough to shine in the annals of history, but it still silently contributes its own strength to the cause of China's Anti-Japanese War.

People who will live a happy and healthy life in the future should remember this battle and pay high respect to the martyrs who died in this battle.

Sun Desheng had killed four or five devils one after another with his saber. Compared with the broadsword and bayonet, he still loved his saber.

Although it has been a long time since he retired from the position of commander of the cavalry company, and he hasn't even ridden a horse for a long time, Sun Desheng has always felt that he is still a cavalry in his bones.

Cavalry should be faster than infantry.

Cavalry should be more fierce than infantry.

Cavalry should kill more devils than infantry.

It is because of this obsession that Sun Desheng stands out from the three battalions again and again. Even the first battalion commander Shi Cai and the second battalion commander Deng Pang have to admit that the third battalion is indeed the most powerful of the new third regiment camp.

Two devils came to kill them head-on. These two devils had long beards. They should be old devils who had experienced many battles. They clearly had some sharp eyesight. It was obvious that Sun Desheng was by no means an ordinary enemy.

The devils at the front are responsible for the feint attack, while the devils behind are constantly shaking from side to side, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army on the left and right were already entangled by different Japanese troops. Although Sun Desheng was the battalion commander, he rushed to the forefront of the entire team. At this moment, dozens of people led by him fell into a fierce battle for the first time, and the follow-up team was still keeping up.

There was no reinforcements, and the two devils in front of them could only rely on Sun Desheng.

Sun Desheng didn't retreat, not even half a step back, he knew very well that at this time he had to set an example, show off his momentum, and let the fighting of the leading troops buy time for the follow-up troops to follow up.

He tilted the saber on his chest, holding the handle tightly with both hands. Years of fighting experience allowed him to find the weakness of the old devil who was facing him in a flash. The reason is direct and effective.

But Sun Desheng is also clear that the little devil's bayonet fighting skills are not bad. He can kill the devil in the lead with one blow, but if the devil in the back cooperates with the devil in the lead, he may not be able to kill the devil in the next attack. Can escape.

But soldiers only worry about killing the enemy, not about dying.

Sun Desheng didn't hesitate, he rushed forward suddenly, made a feint, and waited for the devil in the lead to subconsciously stab and block, then quickly turned to the devil's left wing, and directly cut half of the devil's neck with the force of the rotation.

The blood gushing out from the arteries stained Sun Desheng's face, and Sun Desheng didn't even blink his eyes, letting the bright red blood go straight into his eyeballs.

At the same time, on the left wing of the leading devil, the devil who was waiting for an opportunity to attack did not show any emotional fluctuations because of the life and death of his companion, and stabbed Sun Desheng in the chest at the same time at an extremely fast speed and very tacitly.

529 fall

At that time, Sun Desheng's body had turned to the extreme left, and the little devil who cooperated with the sneak attack stabbed quickly from the devil's left wing and Sun Desheng's right wing.

The individual combat ability of Japanese soldiers is very strong, not only marksmanship and various individual military operations, especially reflected in bayonet assault.

This point is also deeply understood by the tall and powerful U.S. military.

The old devil's knife was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and he stabbed quickly almost at the moment when Sun Desheng's knife was getting old.

This stab was almost perfect, and even Han Feng couldn't find any flaws here. Whether it was the timing of the stab, or the strength and ferocity, this old devil performed it vividly.

Sun Desheng even saw the slightly upturned sarcasm of the old devil's mouth.

In the eyes of this old devil, this knife can completely penetrate the chest of this powerful enemy in front of him.

A close call, rich experience in fighting on the battlefield saved Sun Desheng's life.

As an iron-blooded soldier, Sun Desheng was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to take a few more little devils to his back before he died. Of course, he could not die at the hands of a little devil so easily.

At this very dangerous moment, although he was unable to dodge in time, and his body was rotated to the left because of swinging the knife, he had time to rotate to the right before the old devil's bayonet came.

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