The tattered battlefield stinks, with bullet-riddled steel helmets, broken rifles, empty bullet casings, and rotting and smelling corpses all over the battlefield.

The officers and soldiers of the search party searched for the remnants of the devil in the weeds and vines, and at the same time searched for their brothers.

Many of the troops were scattered when they attacked the devils, and many of them fell in whole squads and platoons on the way to charge the devils' positions, and all of them fell in the direction of the devils.

For this battle to encircle and annihilate the Devil's Division, countless brothers fell in this wilderness, and they died in their country.

"We've got to catch the old devil Matsuura! Otherwise, I'm sorry for our fallen brethren! ”

By a small stream, Zhang Heizi found some brothers in his company, who had fought a white-knuckle battle with the little devil here, and all of them were sacrificed, and the blood stained the stream red, and it was all red.

Many brothers were still scuffling with the devil before they died, both sides were stiff, and they couldn't be separated, looking at these sacrificed brothers, Zhang Heizi's eyes were bloody.

In this battle of besieging the Matsuura Division, many troops suffered heavy losses, first, they did not have any experience in attacking mountain fortifications, and their weapons and equipment were too poor.

Even so, they gnawed down the devils one mountain after another, and relied on their desperate efforts to defeat the devil Matsuura Division.

The red-eyed Chinese officers and soldiers were looking for the remnants of the devil soldiers, and they searched from several directions, and the gunshots continued to ring out on the battlefield, and the remnants of the devils were constantly eliminated.

Every brother was looking for Junrokuro Matsuura, and if he couldn't catch the culprit, the victory would be much worse.

At this moment, Junrokuro Matsuura, with the staff officers of the division headquarters and a group of guards, was hiding in the mountains and hiding from Tibet, evading the search and arrest of the Chinese officers and soldiers.

The dignified commander of the lieutenant general division is like a lost dog at this moment, and he can't live in fear.

They hid in a large area of barren grass, watching those lone devil soldiers being chased by Chinese officers and soldiers and shot one by one, but they did not dare to come out, for fear of exposing themselves.

It was only after this group of Chinese officers and soldiers killed all the lone devil soldiers and took away the spoils of war that they dared to crawl out of the wild grass in fear.

Looking at the devil soldiers who were beaten all over with bloody holes, the tired commander of the devil division, Junrokuro Matsuura, squeaked his fists, and his face was full of anger.

But now that he himself is a mud bodhisattva, it is difficult to protect himself, and it is useless to be angry.

"General, let's go quickly, the people of China will be able to search here soon."

Sakurai, the devil's intelligence staff officer, looked around vigilantly and persuaded Junrokuro Matsuura to leave quickly, if they were discovered, they would all be doomed.

Junrokuro Matsuura is now in despair, and the division of more than 10,000 people was buried in his hands, even if he broke through, how could he explain to the commander of the 11th Army, Okamura Ninji, he was full of regrets, and he should not have gone alone.

"It's easy for us to be spotted by the people of China when we walk like this, and it's easier to get out by changing into their clothes." Junrokuro Matsuura took a few steps and then stopped.

"General ......" intelligence staff officer Sakura wanted to say something, but saw that Junrokuro Matsuura had begun to take off his lieutenant general uniform, and he stopped talking.

Soon, this group of nearly 100 little devils collected some bloodstained Chinese officers and soldiers from all over the battlefield to put on, and their clothes were thrown into the grass.

The devil Matsuura Junrokuro was running away in embarrassment, and Yang Ling and they were not idle, and finally found the village where the devil's division headquarters was located, but he was so angry that he just wanted to scold his mother.

As a last resort, he could only rely on the direction of the Devil Division's escape in his memory, and launched a pursuit on this side.

"Tuanzuo, let's all come to the side of the 4th Army, there are no ghosts, shouldn't we be chasing the wrong direction?" Looking at the search team of the 4th Army that appeared in the field of vision, Wang Dongming turned his head and said to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling also frowned, could it be that he got the wrong direction, shouldn't it.

"Let's go and ask." Yang Ling said and walked over with the brothers who went straight to the search team of the 4th Army in front.

Although one of the two sides is the Central Army and the other belongs to the Provincial Army, they are both Chinese troops after all, and they fought side by side to encircle and annihilate the Songpu Division, which can be regarded as a war friendship.

The search party of the 4th Army was small in number, less than the strength of a company, and was led by a dark-skinned captain.

They also found Yang Ling, and when they saw Yang Ling's military uniform and logo, they were also stunned.

"Why did they run away and we searched the area?" Some of the brothers of the 4th Army muttered in a low voice, vigilant.

Although the commanders did not divide the area for searching and suppressing the remnants of the enemy, after all, it was about loot and capture, and all armies and divisions had a tacit understanding not to go to the search areas of other troops.

This battle is over, but the open and covert battle for the distribution of the spoils of war and military merit is much more tiring than fighting, and it is inevitable in the National Revolutionary Army, which has a complex faction.

Although the brothers at the bottom are fighting side by side and have a good relationship, this time they won the battle after all.

But sometimes they can't hide at all, after all, they have been branded as factions since they put on different colors of military uniforms.

In the complex battlefield, they have to fight the devil, and at this time, everyone can be the same as the enemy.

But the light and the devil can't work hard, people have to eat to live, and they have to work hard to fight for food and drink, military salaries, supplies, anyway, there are only so many quantities, and whoever gets how much is relied on to fight for, and military merits and achievements are important bases for receiving materials and food.

But they are all desperate with the little devils, so after the battle, the troops began to fight openly and secretly for materials and military merits, which is a very helpless thing, the country is too poor.

"Sir!" Although the company commander of the 4th Army was not angry that Yang Ling had crossed the line, he still greeted them politely.

Yang Ling and the others also said hello to this teammate brother and won the battle, and everyone's faces looked very happy.

"Brother, did you find anything when you searched just now?" Yang Ling pulled the company commander aside and asked seriously.

The company commander shook his head and said, "We have killed more than a dozen devil soldiers, and the rest is nothing...... By the way, I also met a group of brothers, and they searched back. ”

"Searched back?" Yang Ling became alert.

Yang Ling asked, "Which unit are they from?" ”

"It's my people from the 4th Army, there are more than twenty people from the 90th Division, and the rest are all ......"

The company commander didn't say anything before he finished speaking, he had already come back to his senses, he felt something was wrong just now, and now he finally knows why it was wrong.

Generally, the brothers of each division and regiment stay with their own people, and even if they are scattered, they will find people from the same division as soon as possible, which is a subconscious behavior.

And the group of people who passed just now, not only different divisions, but also different regiments, actually came together, and it felt very familiar.

"They may be devils in disguise, quick, catch up!" Yang Ling reacted quickly, and hurriedly beckoned Wang Dongming and them to start a pursuit.

And this company commander didn't care about Yang Ling and the people of the Central Army, so he hurriedly turned around with his own people and launched a pursuit.

"Quick, flare and get support!" This company commander was not a stupid person, and he vaguely felt that he was afraid that they had missed a big fish.