The 300 Chinese officers and soldiers who rose up made the 100 Japanese troops who enjoyed a battle of ice and fire not last for 5 minutes at all.

When Liu Lang opened the way with a military stab, stabbed over two panicked Japanese soldiers in a row, and then threw the military stab directly into the neck of Ishii Song, who was holding a saber in vain and trying to trap the beast, the battle was already over.

At the time of great joy and sorrow, the Japanese army, which had already stretched the last string, collapsed.

How could the scattered Japanese troops outrun the 300 officers and men of the Independent Regiment who were full of anger when they saw the tragic situation all over the ground, one after another flares were hit into the sky by the rear mortars without hesitation, and the farthest Japanese soldier who fled was only able to escape 200 meters, and was caught up by the soldiers, killed one by one in the wilderness, and killed in front of their heavy artillery.

However, whether it was a Chinese soldier or a Japanese soldier, at this time, no one looked at those big killers with towering Senran cannon barrels.

Because of them, the Independence Regiment shed its blood, and because they, the Japanese, also shed their blood.

In this battle, there was no winner, and the 20 officers and soldiers of the surviving independent regiment did not participate in the battle to hunt down the Japanese army at the moment when Liu Lang led the people to rush over.

It's not because they're so tired that they can finally rest. Rather, they don't want to live so lonely, they want to find their comrades, and they can brag and fart and talk foul language to them like before.

There are 300 people in two companies, plus 6 special forces, and there are only 20 people left in total, which is too little!

After chasing and killing the remnants of the Japanese army, the officers and soldiers of the independent regiment stood silently, looking at the twenty remnants of the soldiers who were faltering but still trying to turn over the bodies of their comrades and carefully inspect them.

They understand, they understand, because, in these eight days, they have also done something like this countless times. It's just that it's far from being so tragic.

A company only survived one squad, no, not enough squads, what kind of heartache is that?

"I want to live, I want to live." Cheng Yuanshan, who has always had a calm personality, howled wildly, after turning one after another of his comrades' bodies that had gradually become cold and stiff, and he was disappointed again and again.

"Xiao Fenghua, who are you? You said that Lao Tzu gave Lao Tzu a share of the money when he married his daughter-in-law, you are not authentic! Ling Hong rummaged through the corpses in a panic.

With him, there are only three people who can still stand with him, Xiao Fenghua and the other two. Although he didn't see Xiao Fenghua rushing into the battlefield, Ling Hong was sure that he must have come in.

At this moment of great sadness, Ling Hong even hoped that his comrades-in-arms were cowardly, they became deserters, and yes, even if they lost their honor, he never hoped that they would still be alive as he did now.

It's a pity that Ling Hong was desperate, he quickly found a special soldier, that was a veteran named Song Guangguang, he didn't talk much, among the sixteen special forces, he was not outstanding, no matter which skill was ranked last, it was worthy of Liu Lang's selection criteria.

But he has a special skill that few people can match, he has a sense of danger that ordinary people can't reach, and it is precisely because of his existence that Ling Hong can take two special forces to lurk for nearly 4 miles to kill four groups of Japanese outposts to open the way for Cheng Yuanshan.

The one who can avoid danger the most, but this time he resolutely moves towards it; The person who can avoid danger the most is no longer breathing.

Within a radius of more than ten meters beside him, there were twelve Japanese soldiers lying down, and the back of the special forces who was crawling on the body of a Japanese soldier had almost been punctured, and when Ling Hong opened his body, he was holding half of the throat of the Japanese soldier under him in his mouth.

At the last moment of his life, he still bit a Japanese soldier alive, even if he kept having a blade on his body.

The strong combat effectiveness of the special forces is destined to kill a large number of Japanese criminals, and the body of another special soldier was also found quickly, and the number of Japanese soldiers who fell around him is also shocking, and the two special forces have proved that they are worthy of the name of the first elite of the independent regiment with the lives of the Japanese army.

In the same way, they also defended the honor of the special forces with their lives.

Even if they are the sharpest blades of the Independent Regiment, they should belong to the assassins in the dark, and they can escape thousands of miles with a single blow.

In fact, when they make such a choice, as special forces, they are unqualified, but as comrades-in-arms, they are impeccable. Yes, when the comrades-in-arms encountered a crisis, they gave up their duties and chose to live and die together, merging the elite blood and all the people of the independent regiment.

Ling Hong didn't know that at the moment when he quietly collected the remains of the two special forces for him, the eyes of all the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment present were no longer just looking up to the most elite fighters of the entire Independent Regiment, but more respectful and sad.

They are no longer just the soldiers of the independent regiment, but also comrades-in-arms and brothers.

"There's a living guy here, and it's still hot." A soldier shouted frantically.

Cheng Yuanshan and Ling Hong rushed over, looking at their familiar faces, ignoring the 38-type bayonet with a spear still inserted in the soldier's body, Cheng Yuanshan stretched out his hand to the soldier's nose with great anticipation.

For a long time, in the expectant eyes of everyone, Cheng Yuanshan shook his head calmly, and two bean-sized tears rolled down.

"Impossible, impossible, he's still hot, it's still hot! Company commander, I've touched it, I've really touched it. The soldier cried out in pain and stretched out his hand to everyone, as if to show that he was really not lying.

In the glow of the dusky torches that had been raised, the blood on his hands proved where the temperature he sensed came from.

The 30-centimeter-long blade of the 38-type bayonet with a spear had sunk into the soldier's chest, and the blade that came out of the body even slammed into the ground, and the soldier, whose face was still a little immature, had no pain on his face, but with a strange smile.

The corpses of two Japanese soldiers lying next to him proved where his laughter came from, and he not only had enough money, but also earned one.

"Sir, why aren't you alive? Why haven't you lived! If you can find one, you can find one! Cheng Yuanshan couldn't hold back any longer, and the Shaanxi man, who was over thirty years old, squatted in front of Liu Lang who came over and cried.

Like a child.

Liu Lang's eyes were sparkling, but he did not hesitate to raise and fall with his palm, and slashed at Cheng Yuanshan's neck with a knife. Cheng Yuanshan, who was in grief, fainted without any reaction.

Extreme exhaustion and excessive sadness were extremely damaging to his body, and he now needed a deep sleep, and Liu Lang took the simplest and most effective method.

"Help Company Commander Cheng and Captain Ling back to the position, move forward, give you 500 people, all of them will find me the soldiers from Qi Chengyuan's mountain department, plus these who are alive, 300 people, no matter whether they live or die, none of them can give me less." Liu Lang ordered to the forward who was following him.

Then he turned his face to look at Liu Dazhu and Tang Yongming, who had already rushed with a large group of soldiers: "Deputy Tang Tuan, Liu Dazhu, send two companies to deploy defenses three miles away, and everyone else will clean up the battlefield. Looking up at the sky, "I'll give you an hour." ”

Liu Lang, who left with a hard heart, finally received the loss report of Cheng Yuanshan.

In addition to the seventeen people who survived and were forcibly taken away, including Cheng Yuanshan, after searching the battlefield for nearly 4 miles, sixteen soldiers who were still alive were recovered, but all of them were seriously injured, and they were just a breath away from death.

The white-knuckle battle is even more brutal than the battle of hot weapons, and under the sharp blades, there are almost no survivors. Most of the ones who could breathe were gunshot wounds, and only four survived the dark white-knuckle battle.

Among them is Xiao Fenghua, who Ling Hong is looking for.

was stabbed six times in his body, and the blood in his whole body was almost gone, especially Xiao Fenghua, who was also fatally stabbed in the chest, was able to survive until after the war, which was completely unexpected by everyone.

Xiao Fenghua's naturally right-sided heart allowed Xiao Fenghua to avoid a fatal knife, and at the same time, he also escaped the thoughts of the Japanese army.

Moreover, the endurance that was far beyond ordinary people finally made him wait for rescue. Because of the extreme weakness of his breath, the soldiers who found him did not even dare to carry him and run wildly, but only sprinkled with hemostatic powder and walked slowly for two hours before carrying him back to the main position.

But in the end, it was Liu Lang who saved his life.

For the first time, Liu Lang was especially grateful for the fat on his body, the fat man's blood volume far exceeded that of others and the universal O blood type, allowing Liu Lang to save the lives of three soldiers who had lost too much blood, including Xiao Fenghua.

Liu Fatzi, who had lost 2,000 blood, was just dizzy and rested against the wall for a while, and then went to preside over a military meeting on the life-and-death of the three regiments.

The terrifying Bull Demon King, the soldiers who saw their own bloodletting and blood transfusion skills for others for the first time looked at Liu Lang with admiration.