Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Besides, with your position in the Japanese army, Yamamoto, you probably know better than anyone else the disadvantages that the Japanese army has fallen into in this battle!

The defeat and surrender of the Japanese army is only a matter of time.

Didn't Mr. Yamamoto ask how long we can last?

Then I would like to ask a question, how long can Japanese invaders like Mr. Yamamoto last on our land? "

Han Feng used every word to criticize his heart, and Yamamoto always thought that he was far-sighted, and Han Feng's words just hit the worry in his heart.

"you"

Yamamoto's face changed slightly for a moment. When the surrounding puppet troops, including many Japanese generals, were puzzled, Yamamoto, who was still talking and laughing, lost his demeanor and said angrily: "Attack, attack"

There was a burst of unscrupulous laughter from the top of the mountain, and Yamamoto's second attack began under such circumstances.

the other side.

The old boy Yamamoto guessed right.

The assault company and his party did repel the Wild Chrysanthemum Squadron. It took a lot of effort, even lost the position, and regained it. Naturally, they paid a heavy price.

Including the four surviving puppet soldiers including Xu Niuduo, there are currently only 14 members of the assault company left. Just this, three people were seriously injured, and the others were also killed.

Most of the bullets were gone, and the barrel of the automatic rifle in his hand felt hot. No one knew when the rifle would explode due to the high temperature.

Speaking of which, the combat effectiveness of the Kwantung Army is indeed much stronger than that of the Puppet Army.

This wave of assault directly broke through the defensive position of Han Feng and his party outside the cave, and waited until Han Feng led the team to break out of the cave again, regain the position, and repel the Wild Chrysanthemum Squadron.

Even if the soldiers of the Wild Chrysanthemum Squadron retreated in defeat, they were able to quickly retrieve the remains of their own soldiers under the cover of machine guns, and even took away the scattered guns and ammunition, and then evacuated from the hillside.

Therefore, after the battle ended, not only did Han Feng and his party suffer heavy casualties, but even the ammunition did not get much replenishment.

The only thing seized was the dozens of corpses left in the fortifications that the Japanese army had no time to take away.

"Hey, these bastards of the Kwantung Army are really not afraid of death. There is a little devil whose intestines are about to be smashed by me, and he even blew the grenade in his hand and threw it over, grandma."

Zhu Guoshou's body was covered with paint, but he refused to forgive anyone, swearing at the devils down the mountain, he spat hard on the ground, and the saliva was tinged with bright red.

On the battlefield, bullets have no eyes.

Han Feng was also injured. His left arm was scratched by the bomb fragments that were fired at high speed. The scars were shocking.

Xu Zilin pulled a piece of fabric out of nowhere and wanted to help Han Feng bandage it.

Han Feng looked at Xu Zilin who was also covered in dust, smiled and held her hand and said, "No need, if you can't stop this wave of attacks, no matter how well you bandage it, it will be a waste."

Shi Xiaoquan exposed his abdomen, where the clothes were already stained red with blood, he grinned and said with a grin: "Sister-in-law of the political commissar, the head of the group thinks it's troublesome, but I don't think it's troublesome, why don't you bandage me up!"

Han Feng stared.

Shi Xiaoquan hurriedly said: "Forget it, I'm afraid the head will beat me again."

Everyone laughed along.

Han Feng looked at Xu Niu again, and said, "How about it, how many devils did you kill?"

Xu Niuduo's head was wrapped in the coarse cloth torn from his body, and the dark red blood seeped through the coarse cloth, which could be clearly seen even by moonlight.

"Hey, I killed a total of five devils." When Xu Niuduo, who was drooping his head because of the injury, said this, his whole body immediately revived and became full of energy.

"what about you?"

"I killed three devils."

"I killed two of them. Damn, it's really enjoyable. What kind of bastard kid, I can still see his brains when I shoot him down." Zheng Jing said disdainfully.

"How does it feel?"

"Happy!" The four puppet soldiers said in unison.

952 cannon fodder

The second attack of the Wild Chrysanthemum Squadron, as usual, has remained unchanged for thousands of years. After the artillery bombarded the infantry, this round of artillery covered it. The fortifications outside the cave, which were already ruined walls, were completely torn apart. Han Feng and his party The rocks used to build the fortifications and the corpses of the puppet soldiers were scattered all over the place. Looking at it at a glance, it was shocking, and even felt like being in hell.

After the fortifications were broken, once the Japanese army arrived and broke through, the entire cave entrance would be directly exposed to the Japanese army's attack sight.

But at this point in the battle, what else can be done.

It's nothing more than sticking to the last hole and fighting the Japanese army to the death.

At the last moment, Han Feng and his party in the cave calmed down, looking at the Japanese soldiers approaching down the mountain one by one, with calm expressions on their faces.

Zhu Guoshou grinned happily, "Now, I can kill myself to my heart's content. The only regret is that I don't have a fate with her anymore. But think about it, marrying me is too wronged."

Shi Xiaoquan said contemptuously: "Captain Zhu, can we have something to do? I've heard an old saying that there is no need for a man to have a wife, and we are about to kill devils. Why do you still have the heart to think about these things?"

"You kid hasn't even touched a girl's hand, you know a hammer."

"Have you touched it?"

"I……"

Cough cough cough...

When Zhu Guoshou was embarrassed, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Han Feng said: "Pile up the rocks at the entrance of the cave a little bit, and leave the shooting opening a little smaller. We will shoot again after the devils come up completely."

Speaking of this, Han Feng smiled wryly, "Brothers, I said when I came here that I would lead everyone out alive. It seems that this time I will break my promise to everyone."

Zhu Guoshou said: "Leader, don't talk about others like that. I don't care what others think. My old Zhu is completely voluntary. This time I followed you to kill so many devils. Damn it, it's worth it."

Shi Xiaoquan said: "Leader, I have nothing to regret. The only thing I feel is that I am sorry for the entrustment of the battalion commander (Shi Wencai) and failed to take good care of the commander."

"Good brother!" Han Feng patted Shi Xiaoquan on the shoulder, feeling a little emotional in his heart. At some point, his emotions had been integrated into this era and this group.

Death is approaching, but there is no fear.

Some pursuits and beliefs are vowed to die without regret.

Holding both hands tightly together, Han Feng straightened up, holding a rifle in one hand, and looked out from the firing port.

The moonlight is still as bright and clear as before, but I don’t know when it crossed the sky.

It was already around three o'clock in the morning after the battle.

It is the time of the day when the temperature is the lowest and the emptiest.