Yamamoto moved a big formation this time, obviously wanting to directly break through the position in one go, and even capture Han Feng and his party alive.

So from the very beginning, the Japanese squadron leader Noju, who understood Yamamoto's thoughts, spared no effort, and the entire squadron was divided into two parts and pressed in successively, and this attack can be said to have used all the strength of Noju's squadron.

As a result, they were repelled by more than 20 people from outside Shandong.

First it was shocked, and then there was a deep sense of shame.

Feeling embarrassed, Noju was furious, and then found Yamamoto, asked to charge again, and swore that if he couldn't take the position again, he would rather kill himself by disembowelment to apologize.

Yamamoto was not in a hurry at this time, although he was greatly shocked by the tenacity of Han Feng's will to fight, he was already in his chest at the moment, in his opinion, Han Feng was just a turtle in his urn, and he could catch it whenever he wanted.

As he said, "Why rush, it's a respectable opponent." ”

Yamamoto asked people to find him a loudspeaker again, and said to Han Feng and his party above the position: "Commander Han, the strength of your army's fighting will is admirable, with only twenty or so people to repel the attack of one of my squadrons, if the Chinese soldiers are as strong as Commander Han's subordinates, the result of this battle for the fate of the country is already predictable."

It's a pity that it's hard to support alone, and subordinates like Captain Han are too rare.

I think that even if you repel this attack from us, Commander Han, the price you will pay is not small!

How many of you are left? More than twenty people? Or more than a dozen? Or are they the last few people?

But there are more than 100 horses below, how many more times can you hold on to the attack?

In the next sentence, Commander Han, including your subordinates, as long as you are willing to surrender, the things I promised you will not change. ”

Zhao Feihu and the others shook their heads helplessly, the disparity in strength was too great, and they couldn't see the possibility of this team continuing to persevere.

Then there was a calm response from the mountains, as if the battle that had befallen him before had not been thought of at all.

"Thank you Mr. Yamamoto for your concern, but don't worry, Lao Tzu is fine!

In addition, in Mr. Yamamoto's words, I think there are many things that are very wrong. ”

Yamamoto was slightly stunned, "Oh? I would like to hear about it. ”

"Your so-called battle for the fate of the two countries, the result has long been doomed, the unjust side will lose sooner or later, our Chinese people have a history of 5,000 years of precipitation, for the people and the country heroes have always emerged in an endless stream, like us and other people who are not afraid of death, even if not everyone is like this, it is far enough to drive your small country out of the territory.

If you don't believe me, Mr. Yamamoto looks, I dare to bet with you with my life.

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

It was only a matter of time before the Japanese army was defeated and surrendered.

Didn't Mr. Yamamoto ask how long we could hold out?

Then I would like to ask rhetorically, how long can a Japanese invader like Mr. Yamamoto hold out on Japanese soil? ”

Han Feng's words were heartfelt, and Yamamoto thought that he was far-sighted, and Han Feng's words pierced the worry in his heart.

"You ......"

Yamamoto's face changed slightly for a while, and when the puppet army around him, including many Japanese generals, was puzzled, Yamamoto, who was still talking and laughing, lost his demeanor and said angrily: "Attack, attack ......."

There was a burst of unbridled laughter from the top of the mountain, and Yamamoto's second attack began in this situation.

……

The other side.

Yamamoto, the old boy, guessed a little bit.

The assault company and his party did repel the Yeju squadron, and it took a lot of effort to even lose their position, and then recapture it, naturally they paid a heavy price.

Including the four surviving puppet soldiers such as Xu Niuduo, there are only fourteen people left in the assault company at present, and just like that, three others have been injured a lot, and the others are also hanging up one by one.

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

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

This wave of charging attacks directly broke through the defensive position of Han Feng and his party outside the cave, not to mention, after Han Feng led the team to re-open the cave, regain the position, and repel the Yeju squadron.

Even if the soldiers of the Yeju squadron were defeated and retreated, they could quickly recover the bodies of their own soldiers under the cover of machine guns, and even take away the scattered guns and ammunition, and then evacuate the hillside.

Therefore, after the end of this battle, Han Feng and his party not only suffered heavy casualties, but even the ammunition was not replenished much.

The only capture was the dozen or so corpses that fell in the fortifications that the Japanese army did not have time to take away.

"Phew, these dogs call the Kwantung Army, all of them are really not afraid of death, there is a little devil whose intestines are about to be broken by Lao Tzu, and he actually pulled the grenade in his hand and threw it over, grandma's."

Zhu Guoshou's body was colored, but he refused to forgive people on his mouth, scolding and scolding at the devils under the mountain, he spat fiercely on the ground, and the spittle stars were sandwiched with red.

On the battlefield, bullets don't grow long.

Han Feng was also injured, and his left arm was scratched by the fragments of the fast-flying bomb, and the scars were shocking.

Xu Zilin didn't know where to pull a piece of fabric and wanted to help Han Feng bandage it.

Han Feng looked at Xu Zilin, who was also covered with dust, and held her hand with a smile and said, "No need, if you can't block this wave of attacks, no matter how good the bandaging is, wouldn't it be a waste." ”

Shi Xiaoquan exposed his abdomen, where his clothes were already stained red with blood, and he grinned and said: "Sister-in-law of the political commissar, the head of the regiment is troublesome, I don't want to be troublesome, or you can bandage me!" ”

Han Feng glared.

Shi Xiaoquan hurriedly said: "Forget it, I'm afraid that the head of the regiment will turn around and beat me again." ”

Everyone laughed.

Han Feng looked at Xu Niu a few more and said, "How about it, how many devils have you killed?" ”

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

"Hehe, I killed five devils." When Xu Niuduo, who was originally drooping his head because of his injury, said this, the whole person immediately refreshed his spirit and became energetic.

"What about you?"

"I killed three devils."

"I killed two, damn it, it's really fun, what a bullshit little devil, Lao Tzu can still see his brains when he shoots it." Zheng Jing said disdainfully.

"How does it feel?"

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