"Should be dead or not, kill! Those who were afraid of death would be killed! Those who lose their positions, kill!" Ye Fan stammered. In an instant, he suddenly felt a wave of loneliness. It was loneliness that came from the depths of his soul.
A company had been beaten until only the two of them were left. If he was not around, perhaps it would have been even more tragic. What about the other teams? Could they still be fine?
Unknowingly, Lu Cheng had already walked over and sat back to back with Ye Fan. Even though he had experienced war, he had never seen such a hell on earth!
62nd Brigade, 152nd Regiment.
Regiment Commander Liu Chengzhou had already forgotten how many times his troops had repelled the enemy's charge. Sometimes, the Japanese would launch a large-scale attack. Sometimes, the Japanese would launch a partial attack. They were also very busy.
After counting the empty teams, Liu Chengzhou could only sigh, but then his eyes became firm.
Liu Chengzhou had already led the last few people in his hands to the position. These were also the only few people he had left!
Most of them were non-combatants. They were the ones who had no choice but to stay behind. However, they were all on the battlefield now.
For the 152nd Regiment, they were at the forefront of the formation and were the most miserable regiment.
They didn't need any so-called encouragement or empty promises of promotion. All they needed was their instincts.
Charge, Defense, Death
If there was anything that supported them, it was their desire for life and their responsibility to the country.
Those who died might be better off. They would sleep on this battlefield forever, accompanying the heavens, being friends with the earth, and having a group of brothers who risked their lives!
Those who did not die continued to fight with the hope that they were already dead. They continuously squeezed out the potential of their bodies. Like robots, they used all the weapons that they could touch, even their own bodies, just to resist the Japanese for one more minute.
Liu Chengzhou's voice was already hoarse, but he still stood on the battlefield. He used his actions to tell his brothers that even if they died, they had to hold their ground!
"Regiment Commander, our Sixth Company has lost their position. There are too many Japanese!”The warrior who came to report was already exhausted.
"Those who lose their positions, kill! All the officers above platoon leader level will be killed!”Liu Chengzhou said in a hoarse voice, like a ghost from the abyss.
"Guild Leader, we're all dead!”The messenger soldier sobbed and said," They're all dead. They're all dead.”
Liu Chengzhou was stunned. Then, he glared at the soldier fiercely and pointed the pistol at his head."What about you? Then why aren't you dead yet? Are you a deserter?"
That person directly met Liu Chengzhou's gaze and shouted,"Regimental commander, before the company commander died, he asked me to bring the news. He also asked me to kill my way back and take back the position. "Now, please give me some people. I'll personally lead the team to take back the position!”
Liu Chengzhou's eyes were red and he was even more furious."Where's Battalion Commander? Where's your fucking Battalion Commander?”
"Reporting, Battalion Commander and Deputy Battalion Commander have all died for their country.”
When Liu Chengzhou heard this, his body trembled imperceptibly. Before Liu Chengzhou could respond, the soldier had already put his feet together and made the most standard military salute in his life. It was also the last military salute.
Turning around, the soldier charged out towards the sky full of artillery fire. His goal was only to deliver the message. His life had long passed away.
The planes in the sky, the cannons on the ground, the tanks in the distance, and the dense Japanese army. All of this became even more intense. It was as if they were not fighting against a team that was less than one-tenth of their original strength, but against the central army that far exceeded their own strength!
Flames of fire swept past and artillery shells bombarded. Liu Chengzhou saw that the soldier finally fell under the artillery fire. His chest was badly mutilated, and countless shrapnel bullets were embedded in his body.
As the smoke dispersed, Liu Chengzhou saw the soldier trying his best to raise his head. He stubbornly raised his head and moved his lips."Regiment commander, look, the bullet went through my chest, not my back!”
Liu Chengzhou smiled miserably. Tears flowed down his cheeks unconsciously and kept flowing until they reached his mouth.
"Brothers, kill!" Liu Chengzhou rubbed his face and raised his spear as he roared.
Cannon fire came from all directions and exploded around the soldiers like brilliant fireworks. However, when the soldiers came into contact with these 'fireworks', their legs went soft and they fell down, unable to stand up again.
The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never come back!
The wind howled in the sky, like an elegy for the resentment of the heavens and the anger of the people.
"Guild Leader, Guild Leader!" The soldier behind Liu Chengzhou roared, but he did not see the regiment commander standing up again.
Finally, after digging away the soil, Liu Chengzhou's eyes were wide open as if he had died with grievances. However, he was still holding a pistol and a long spear tightly in his hands.
(To be honest, the author had a lot of emotional fluctuations when writing this part. This part is not considered a good story, but it is necessary. However, this part is almost over.)
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