If it weren't for Liu Lang appearing in the sky, Chi Dakui and his soldiers would definitely have the same fate as the soldiers who were stacked on the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This means that Chi Dakui's company was completely wiped out, and he didn't even have a chance to rebuild.

Almost all armies have an unwritten rule that all destroyed units will be revoked and will not be rebuilt.

Only one battalion suffered so many casualties that even the battalion commander was killed, and according to records, a battalion commander named Lu Yihao was also martyred on the same day, so the casualties of the national army can be imagined.

The little people are so insignificant in front of the giant wheel of history, they are easily crushed over, but they do not leave a trace.

However, when facing these little people who are not known to the world, Liu Lang's heart was still stabbed hard, and the tip of his nose was a little sour.

That's no longer the cold number on paper.

They are heroes, heroes who defend the country and the nation, heroes who should not be covered up by the dust of history.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least 200 or more bodies here, and maybe more.

What struck Liu Lang's heart again was that in addition to the stacked remains, there were also some bandaged bodies scattered around, without exception, all of them were filled with guns with bayonets.

Hanyang, which once belonged to their own guns, was stuck in them fiercely.

Judging by the traces, they tried to escape, but they did not escape death. The enemy brutally returned their loot to an opponent who had lost their ability to resist.

There is no doubt that these are wounded soldiers who have lost the ability to resist, but they have been tortured and killed here one by one.

Rao is heart is as tenacious as Liu Lang, and he also felt a wave of fire rushing from the soles of his feet into the Tianling cover.

The Japanese should be killed.

"Brothers, it was I Chi Dakui who harmed you." Chi Dakui knelt down violently in the direction of the corpse, and fell to the ground and cried.

The rest of the soldiers also knelt down and began to sob.

The man has tears and does not flick, let alone this group of iron men in the army who have experienced life and death, but the scene in front of them is really beyond their bearing.

Coming here with the remaining brothers, in addition to finding a hidden place to hide for the time being, Chi Dakui did not have the idea of coming to see the wounded soldiers on the position who were too late to take away because of the hasty retreat.

Although he had seen the ferocity of the Japanese army, he was just lucky, but the scene in front of him completely defeated this rough man.

All the wounded soldiers were tortured and killed.

Ji Yanxue, who had been following the team with her head down and never spoke, covered her mouth, and big tears slid down her cheeks, washing her face full of black and gray black and white.

Those wounded soldiers, she helped the medical guards bandage them together, because she didn't know much about bandaging techniques, so she simply tied the knot into a bow, and a soldier with a wounded head was also teased by others and blushed because of this.

Yes, because he is not yet seventeen years old and is a typical child soldier, Ji Yanxue doesn't know, he is shy because her tender fingers slid across his face in a hurry, and the young man who has never enjoyed the gentleness of a woman even wishes that his injuries were more serious, and Ji Platoon Commander would bandage it longer.

But now, the once blushing young face was pale and fell in a pool of blood, leaving only the bow she tied with her own hands trembling slightly in the cold wind of early spring like a hundred flowers about to wither.

"Get up, don't cry." Liu Lang suddenly said coldly.

But apparently, the soldiers, who were immersed in pain, went unheeded.

With a muffled "bang", Liu Lang kicked Chi Dakui, who was crying bitterly, to the ground.

Seeing Liu Lang going crazy, including Ji Yanxue, everyone's cries were swallowed back into their stomachs collectively, and the deterrent effect of fat people who killed the Japanese was like killing chickens was not ordinary.

"Crying for your grandmother's leg, can crying make your brother cry alive or what? If crying can make the little devils cry to death, you don't even say a word when you cry to death. Liu Lang looked down at Chi Dakui, who was staring at him with red eyes, and scolded coldly.

"If you want to avenge your brothers, don't cry like a girl, and kill them with Lao Tzu." Liu Lang threw the bayonet stuck in his back to Chi Dakui, who was scolded by himself, and was murderous.

Liu Lang was furious.

Yes, since crossing over to this battlefield, Liu Lang, who has always been looking at the world with modern thinking, feels the flames of anger scorching his face.

It's like seeing the instructor's head five years ago.

The same wounded soldiers, the same torture and killing.

The same anger, the same madness.

What will the crazy Liu Lang do?

Because that is a comrade-in-arms, that is the shoulder of life and death.

A similar scene allowed Liu Lang to integrate into this era for the first time. Although the pace of history will not be staggered by the arrival of a small person, since he came, he had to do something.

For the soldiers who shed blood, for the wives and children who wept for the loss of their husbands, fathers and sons, for the people who drank the same river and ate the same food on this land as themselves, for the sake of 。。。。。

Liu Lang looked at the clown girl who was wiping the tears from her face with her sleeve without a trace, well, he admitted that although her teardrop eyes were not big just now, the long eyelashes full of teardrops still hit his heart hard for a moment.

And also to keep the women from crying. Liu Lang found a good reason in his heart.

This time, he wants to ravage the little girl named "Dream" unscrupulously, even if he has not fully understood the world.

Chong Guan is angry, not for the red face, but for the warriors who dye the earth red.