"Then why didn't you tell us when you came back?" Zheng Youjian asked puzzled. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You didn't ask!" Huo Xiaoshan spread his hands.

"I said, fatty, pull it down! As soon as we came back, you asked how to kill the devil's sentry and how lively the bombed devil's camp was. Shen Chong stopped Zheng Youjian's talkative question.

On the one hand, although the people on the battlefield took it for granted that Huo Xiaoshan had just killed the Japanese sentry posts, they ran back after firing the cannon at the devil's barracks, patronizing and happily asking about those things, who would have thought that there would be branches on the way back?

On the other hand, it is also because Shen Chong is a battle maniac, he only enjoys the process of killing the enemy but has no habit of boasting, and Hanzi is not a talkative character, as for that Gui Bing, he must be the least of the five people who kill devils, and no one else mentions it, what kind of limelight is I who picks up the leaky shoes in the back.

"How many devils did you kill?" Zhan Teng is the regiment commander after all, and he is also killed from a small soldier level by level, and he has also experienced a bloody battle that kills a lot of people, but it is the first time he has seen our Chinese soldiers kill Japanese soldiers like this, he is also shocked, and how many devils have been killed must be figured out, so he also repeatedly asked Zheng Youjian's question.

"It's probably a patrol squad of the Japanese army, fifty or sixty people, it's too dark to see clearly, and it's not much to kill with your eyes closed." Huo Xiaoshan replied.

"How many of you?" Zhantou asked again.

"Five." Huo Xiaoshan replied

"And how many more people did you kill?" Zhantou still asked.

"I don't know if I'm dead or not, and sometimes I can't figure out where I stabbed the devil, so I put down thirty-eight." Huo Xiaoshan replied again.

The crowd buzzed again, and more than fifty devils let him put down thirty-eight alone! It's unbelievable yet necessary to believe, because the blood of the invaders on his body is proof!

"Kill with what? That knife of yours? Zhan Teng still remembers that when Huo Xiaoshan elbowed the Japanese Shaozuo last time, he carried a knife behind his back, although the knife was not unsheathed that time.

"No, dagger." Before Huo Xiaoshan set off, he considered that he only needed to touch the Japanese sentry, so he chose a dagger that was shorter than a knife, and temporarily handed over the Yanling knife to the dung ball for safekeeping.

"Dagger ......" Zhan Teng was already shocked this time, and all the people present were like Zhan Teng, they now knew why Huo Xiaoshan was like being fished out of the blood water, because he was too close to the devil, and he couldn't avoid the blood spilled from the Japanese army!

In front of their eyes, they seemed to see a young soldier in the dark night waving a dagger in his hand, striking like lightning, and sealing his throat with a sword, because the two sides were close together, the blood of the invader sprayed the soldier's face, only the eyes shone in the night, like a killing god!

Zhan Teng subconsciously reached out and took the dagger handed over by Huo Xiaoshan.

The blood stains on the daggers had already been wiped away, and this dagger Zhan Teng knew it, because it was he who ordered such a batch of daggers to be forged from fine steel according to the uniform system, and all the companies under his jurisdiction distributed some.

Zhan Teng saw that the originally sharp dagger blades had already been piled up! (Note: In the Northeast dialect, the edge of the sharp weapon is deformed by impact, extrusion)

Zhan Teng was really speechless, this dagger is not a bayonet or a large knife, it can be piled up, proving that the facts are just as Huo Xiaoshan said, it is too dark to see clearly, where to catch it, the dagger blade after piercing the body of the Japanese soldier will inevitably collide with the bones of the Japanese army, and if it hits too much, the dagger blade is actually piled up!

Zhan Teng turned his gaze to the other bloodied soldiers.

The three soldiers did not avoid Zhanto's gaze.

Shen Chong's eyes were aggressive and sharp, like a sharp blade that had just been unsheathed.

The reckless man's eyes are arrogant and reckless, like a tank that wants to crush everything.

Hanzi's eyes are calm and heavy, like a sledgehammer in the blacksmith's hand.

The three of them looked at Zhan Teng with no hostility, but there was no fear in them.

They also didn't salute Zhanto.

In their opinion, there is no need for them to salute Zhanteng, their leader is only one named Huo Xiaoshan, as for who Huo Xiaoshan is willing to salute is Huo Xiaoshan's own business, and it has nothing to do with them.

However, when Gui Bing, who was the guide, saw the regiment commander looking over, he hurriedly straightened his chest and shouted: "Regiment commander! ”

Zhan Teng was a little surprised, because this was the accent of their hometown, so he asked, "You were brought out of Guangxi by me?" ”

"Report sir, yes." Gui Bing replied.

Zhan Teng felt a hint of relief in his heart, and his eyes showed a sense of approval.

The soldier puffed out his chest even more proudly.

Zhantou looked down at the dagger in his hand, and then looked around at the soldiers around him

He found that the people who had just returned to this shore were all looking at the circle of people centered on Huo Xiaoshan, and the people from other companies who were originally stationed on the beachhead of the Chihe River on the periphery surrounded them at some point, looking at the team in the inner circle that was still filled with the smell of war and gunpowder.

Zhantou knew that he had to say something at this time as a regiment leader.

Soldiers need to have the courage to kill the enemy, and as their commander, they need to guide and strengthen their courage.

Zhan Teng held Huo Xiaoshan's piled dagger with his hand like this, took a few steps back, looked around at the soldiers who were looking at him, and said, "Brothers! Do you see this dagger in my hand? The tip of its blade is already piled up, and the edge of the blade is curled. ”

Zhantou held the dagger up so that the soldiers standing in the distance could see it.

"I've been practicing martial arts for almost twenty years, and I've seen a pile of bayonet spikes, and I've seen a big blade chop blade, but it's the first time I've seen a dagger kill an enemy like this!" He accentuated his tone.

The people who were farther away were also shocked by this sentence, although the order was a little chaotic just now, but after all, this was a troop, and the people who were farther away only saw a few "bloody people" here, and the details were not clear.

"I, Zhanteng, including the company commanders of your companies, have also crawled out of the sea of corpses, and there are no fewer big battles." Zhantou continued.

"But it was a civil war, with the Dian army, with the Central Army, and this time it was different, we were going to fight the Japanese devils, and it was all Chinese who joined together to fight those Oriental devils!"

"They invaded our China, burned, killed, captured and plundered, killed our brothers, humiliated our sisters, and did all kinds of evil!" Zhanto's tone became heavy.

"And today we saw five heroes who killed Japanese devils, five heroes who killed devils and cut all the blades!" Zhanto's voice began to rise.

"I ask you to learn from these five heroes, it turns out that whoever killed one person in the civil war will kill two devils this time! It turns out that those who killed two people during the civil war are going to kill four or five devils this time! Even if you hold a grenade and die with them! Can you do it?! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers surrounding them let out a roar in unison! (To be continued.) )