I wanted to pretend to raise my hand to look at the watch, but I instantly remembered that there was only a pocket watch in this era, and Liu Lang could only look up at the sky: "Give you two minutes." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The soldiers were stunned, what did the commander want to do? Do you even want pants?

"Give it all to Lao Tzu, start quickly, and strip the little devil to Lao Tzu." Otherwise, Chi Dakui is the company commander, although he doesn't understand what Liu Lang means, but he is not ambiguous in carrying out the order.

The things on the Japanese soldiers were not only clothes, but when it came to individual equipment, it was the national army that went to the battlefield with two shoulders and a head and a gun with a few magazines pinned to their waists.

Just what he saw in front of him, Liu Lang knew that his grandfather had once lamented that Little Japan was fully equipped, and it was really true.

According to the color and rank of the military uniform on the corpse in front of him, Liu Lang, who was proficient in military history, knew that this soldier should belong to the so-called Chinese Dispatch Army of the Japanese Army and was a private.

However, an ordinary soldier, in addition to the three full ammunition boxes in the front and back that is necessary for the battle, also has a large backpack on his body, which looks like there are a lot of things stuffed inside, and there is a dark yellow water bottle hanging on the right side of his body, and even a sapper shovel with a short handle.

This is almost the same as the full equipment of a modern soldier.

However, Liu Lang was impressed by the speed at which the national soldiers who did not fight well in the legend collected the spoils of war, and it only took half of the time he set for the swarming national soldiers to pull the four Japanese corpses on the ground, and they didn't even shed the socks on their feet.

At this speed, in less than three minutes, including the battlefield 100 meters away, it should be cleaned to meet his requirements.

Liu Lang nodded with satisfaction, and then took the time to ask Chi Dakui a few words in a low voice, and his mouth was bitter.

The situation was worse than he had imagined.

When all the soldiers who had finished cleaning up and the clown girl who finally stopped screaming stood in line, Liu Lang directly waved his hand and signaled everyone to follow Chi Dakui.

A fat man and a group of routs quickly disappeared into the hazy night.

Only seven of the corpses were left naked, glowing with an eerie pale in the cold of early spring.

The arrival of the Japanese patrol was earlier than Liu Lang had estimated.

Liu Lang and his party ran away for only five minutes, and a ten-person squad of Japanese soldiers found this place in a search formation.

Left for them were seven stripped and sleek corpses.

Jun Cao, who led the team, looked at the seven dead bodies in front of him and was stunned.

It's not because of how tragic the death of the seven people who died, but for those who were hit by shells, it is a happy thing to be able to keep their whole bodies intact.

What makes Uehara Village, who has been in the military for five years, stunned is that these people died too cleanly, which is completely in line with the Buddhist saying: those who are red come and those who are red go, and there is no concern.

On such a cold night, on such a battlefield, there may be soldiers who strip off the clothes of dead enemies or their comrades for warmth, but I have never heard of anyone who does not even have socks and underwear left.

Ethnically, both Chinese and Japanese belong to the Mongolian race, that is, the well-known yellow race, if it is not for speech and behavior, it is not easy to determine whether it is Chinese or Japanese from the appearance alone, especially in the face of dead bodies that can be used as identity signs.

Cao and a squad of soldiers under the First Army of Shangyuan Village were almost certain at this time.

Naturally, this is Liu Lang's purpose.

The seemingly meaningless battlefield cleaning wasted nearly three minutes of evacuation time, but it allowed the Japanese to spend more time trying to find out the truth.

What Liu Lang needs now is time.

Chi Dakui should have stayed on this battlefield for a while, and he was very familiar with the battlefield, and walked about 2 miles to the east, and he found a tunnel.

The collapsed tunnels are horseshoe-shaped, formed by the intersection of several tunnels, and broken guns can be seen everywhere. Obviously, this is a defensive position, a defensive position that has been captured and abandoned.

It is not difficult to see from Chi Dakui's stiff and sad face that this position should belong to the national army. As the attacking side, the Japanese army should not have had to spend so much energy to build such a defensive position.

Moreover, in Liu Lang's view, this tunnel fortification was built extremely unsatisfactory in terms of solidity and layout, and it was reasonable that it was captured under the fierce artillery fire of the Japanese army.

In the hazy night, there was silence on the abandoned position, and the silence made people a little panicked, like a giant beast with a huge mouth to choose people and devour, quietly waiting for its prey to take the bait.

Chi Dakui looked at Liu Lang hesitantly, Liu Lang nodded, waved his hand and signaled the collective to enter.

The Japanese positions had advanced at least a few kilometers, and this abandoned position was meaningless to them in the attack. At this time, the Japanese offensive troops with nearly 5,000 people should all be resting at the front line, and everyone wanted to wait until dawn to annihilate the stubbornly resisting national army on the opposite side in one fell swoop under the cover of aircraft and artillery!

A few hours later, they were about to pay for their arrogance, and Liu Lang, who had already known the outcome of the battle in advance, made an accurate judgment on the movements of the Japanese army.

Moreover, if there were Japanese troops stationed here, they would inevitably send sentries according to the regulations of the Japanese infantry discipline. Not to mention anything else, the Japanese are absolutely the world's first-class in terms of abiding by the rules, not to mention military regulations.

Entering the tunnel, just walked a few dozen meters, and arrived at a slightly wider tunnel, Rao is Liu Lang experienced the tragedy of annihilating the enemy in the face of dozens of pursuers in his previous life, and he had just witnessed countless enemies falling in a pool of blood, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he still gasped.

Saying that the tunnel is wide, in fact, it is only compared to the previous tunnel with a width of only one or two meters, and it is at most more than three meters wide.

But now, it's densely stuffed.

Densely packed with strange-shaped corpses, they were stacked in the tunnel one after another.

That's right, it's stacks, like pieces of wood, stacked horizontally and vertically, occupying everyone's field of vision.

The dark blue uniforms, which are completely different from the Japanese army's earthy yellow, clearly indicate their identity.

They were all ---- soldiers of the Nationalist Army who had died in battle.

The few minutes on the road before were enough for Liu Lang to know the origin of him and the more than twenty captive soldiers from Chi Dakui's mouth.

Like the large number of corpses in front of them, they are all from the 1st Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 61st Division, that is, the 1st Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 61st Division was downplayed when describing this great victory, and only wrote that "the 61st Division suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and there was no one in its three regiments and one battalion in ten".

In addition to Liu Zhenxin, the lieutenant colonel battalion commander who died in the war, was given a name, the other soldiers of the 61st Division have become an approximate number of more than 600 people killed in the history of the war, but judging from the number of bodies in front of him, Liu Lang knows that the people of later generations may be deceived by the bureaucrats of the national army who are good at reporting good news but not bad news.

Chi Dakui, as the commander of the first battalion and one company of the three regiments, has more than 200 people in a reinforced company, and all the dead and alive are here.

and less than thirty were alive.

All of them ran out of bullets after completing the task of blocking the enemy, and they were surrounded by a large number of Japanese troops and forced to be taken prisoner.

The dead are all here, discarded like rotten wood.