The troops attacking the 106th Division of the Devils fought all night, and at dawn, the troops defending the front line of the Devils were basically wiped out.

At night, the black rumbling was not clear, and wherever there was a gunshot, they pounced on it, and the brothers kept fighting desperately, and finally they did not know where they hit.

After daybreak, the brethren, who had fought all night, were already tired, could no longer attack, and had no ammunition, so they had to stop attacking.

In the ravines with complicated terrain, the bodies of shirtless Chinese officers and soldiers and devil soldiers wearing yellow dog skins lay on the ground.

In order to be able to distinguish between friend and foe at night, many Chinese officers and soldiers who attacked forward took off their clothes and were shirtless, and stabbed to death when they encountered clothed people in white-knuckle battles at night.

Although the Chinese officers and soldiers inflicted great casualties on the devils, their own losses were equally heavy, and the bodies of both sides were entangled and stacked on top of each other, and many of them remained in their pre-death postures.

The dead grass on the ground had been stained red with blood, and the broken guns were scattered around the stacked corpses, and the blood-red sunburst flags full of bullet holes were lying crookedly on the real corpses, swaying with the mountain wind in the morning light, and the smell of blood wafted in the air.

On a gentle slope two hundred meters away from the ravine where the corpses were laid, four lone brothers lay hidden in a weed, their 79 rifle bullets loaded, their bloodshot eyes vigilantly watching.

"Company commander, there doesn't seem to be a devil."

One of the brothers whispered after carefully observing the surrounding woods and hills for a long time.

The sound of gunfire in the distance was faintly heard, but the area near them was deathly quiet, and they came all the way, and there was not a single living person to be seen, all the dead bodies of both sides.

Captain Company Commander Zhang Heizi was covered in gunsmoke like a piece of charcoal, and the explosive pieces of the grenade explosion during the battle last night grazed his forehead, and the blood had solidified into a dark black at this moment.

"Dog, are there any alive people in the past?" Company commander Zhang Heizi stabbed a brother next to him with his elbow.

"Yes!"

Goudan glanced around to make sure there was no danger, then took a deep breath, stood up from the grass with his gun bowed, and cautiously walked towards the pile of corpses in the ravine.

Zhang Heizi saw the dog and the cat go out with his waist down, and quickly put the butt of the 79 rifle against his shoulder, and commanded in a low voice: "Cover!"

Dogan carefully touched the tragic battlefield in the ravine with a gun, and looked around from time to time, but fortunately there were no devils nearby, and soon arrived at the place of battle.

He squatted down and carefully rummaged through the corpses all over the place, but in the end he shook his head helplessly, everyone here was dead, many people's bodies were broken, and their intestines were flowing out, which was miserable.

He fumbled for some biscuits on the Devil Soldier's body and then hurried back into the hidden wild grass, which was too dangerous to be exposed.

"How?" Zhang Heizi saw Goudan coming back in a hurry, turned sideways to give him a place, and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Heizi gasped slightly and replied: "It's all dead, it's not from our regiment, it looks like the number is the brother of the 305th regiment."

Hearing that it was not their brother from the 301st regiment, Zhang Heizi's brows furrowed, he fought randomly last night and ran away, where should he go to find troops now?

He looked up at the gray sky and the mountains that had almost been scorched by the smoke of gunpowder, an area that was now eerily quiet and contained infinite killing opportunities, and if they ran into a large group of devils, they would have to be reimbursed for their rotten garlic.

A brother chewed on a biscuit from the devil's corpse and asked Zhang Heizi worriedly: "Company commander, what are we going to do next?"

"What else can I do, we are all corpses along the way, and we haven't seen a single ghost, I estimate that our troops have been defeated by devils, let's run for our lives."

As soon as the dog said this, the atmosphere suddenly froze, and they all turned their eyes to their company commander Zhang Heizi, and everyone's hearts were uneasy.

They are clear about the strength of the devils, although they are surrounded, they are still fierce and have nothing to say, more than 10,000 people of the 58th Division who drove up before them were wiped out in two days, and they felt that their 51st Division was enough to choke.

Now they have lost contact with the main army, and they don't know if they are dead or defeated, and they are all pessimistic about the future anyway.

It's not that they don't have confidence in their own troops, but since the Battle of Songhu, the Chinese army has hardly been able to bargain for anything in the frontal battlefield against the devils.

Although the Tufei Yuan Division was almost annihilated in the Battle of Lanfeng, it was full of confidence at the beginning, but in the end, the Tufei Yuan Division not only turned the corner, but the elite of the devils of the two divisions pressed up, so that they had to flee in embarrassment, if it hadn't blown up the mouth of the Yellow River to block the pursuing soldiers, more than 100,000 troops would have to be lost in Lanfeng.

It is precisely because of the repeated defeats that not only the people are shrouded in pessimism and disappointment, but also the soldiers of their troops.

Usually staying with the large army, the commander is encouraged from time to time and can still maintain a high fighting spirit, but now as soon as he is alone, this pessimistic and disappointed mood involuntarily wells up in his heart.

Did the troops really run out overnight? Company Commander Zhang Heizi was reluctant to admit it, but the corpses that came all over the place along the way made him unable to find a reason to refute his speculation.

Thinking that the brothers who got along with him day and night were gone, and the honorable chief was gone, his heart was like pressing a stone, and he felt uncomfortable for no reason.

"Boom! Rumble! A thunderous explosion came from afar, followed by a dense burst of gunfire, pulling Zhang Heizi back to reality and rekindling hope in his heart.

Since they were still fighting in the distance, it meant that their troops had not yet been exhausted, and thinking of this, his confidence was firm.

"Do you hear the gunshots, it must be our brothers who are still attacking! Let's go and help! ”

Zhang Heizi's tone suddenly became extremely firm, he didn't believe that their division was so run out without warning.

When the troops are scattered and alone, most people lose contact with their friendly superiors because they are in a chaotic battlefield, and in loneliness and fear, they will have pessimistic and disappointed emotions, which will spread, causing many people to make mistakes in judgment, thinking that the troops have been defeated, and will subconsciously choose to flee for their lives......

But a cohesive force, even if it is scattered, will quickly gather up and regain its combat effectiveness, because the convicted junior officers will dispel the pessimism and lead the brothers back into battle.

Since its formation last year, the 74th Army has directly gone to the Songhu battlefield to participate in the tragic Luodian battle, and has fought with the little devils several times in a year.

A large number of experienced grassroots officers have grown up from the flames of war, and they are the backbone of the 74th Army; no matter how many stubble the soldiers have changed, but the grassroots officers are there, and their spirit of not admitting defeat is there, and the spirit of becoming more and more courageous in the war has inspired batch after batch of officers and men to go forward and fight one after another.

Zhang Heizi was convinced that their troops had not been exhausted, but they had not been found, so he took the other three brothers to the battlefield where the gunfire was fierce.

Although the battlefield was dangerous, they were able to find their brothers on the battlefield, so they did not hesitate.