It was close to noon, the sun was hanging high, it was the hottest time of the day, and then, in the battlefield filled with gunpowder, standing in the pile of dead people, standing in the blood water, but there was only the cold of the harsh winter in my heart.

So far, there hasn't been a single wound on Zhuke's body. Don't look at his whole body, even his hair is stuck with blood, but it is all the enemy's and his comrades', but not his own.

He had already cut off two broadswords, and all he had in his hand was a three-edged thorn. A dagger for special forces, a three-edged thorn. There were Japanese soldiers all around, and at his feet, seven or eight devils were lying there, and on their bodies were his comrades.

From the moment he joined the death squad, Zuke didn't think he would be able to live. Therefore, there is no trace of life in his eyes, and it is this kind of eyes without a trace that makes the devils around him, especially those who are facing him, full of fear as if they are facing evil ghosts from hell.

Is this Shina really human? It's not a devil who is starting to think about it. Just now, three people pounced on him, and three spears pierced him from three directions, but none of them could hit him. On the contrary, almost at the same time, two of the three attackers had their necks severed, and one was kicked in the lower body, and immediately wailed and shrunk.

The battlefield was temporarily quiet, and no one dared to attack rashly.

The Japanese soldiers outside the city obviously saw this scene, and they were obviously shocked. Three against one, the result turned out to be a big loss for one of the three people.

The student soldiers and Sichuan soldiers in the city were also suppressed, who is this person? Which one is connected? It's a sir! That's a bit awesome. However, he was alone on the city wall, and in the face of so many devils, it was impossible for him to get out of the siege.

"Platoon commander, attack, save that brother!"

"Company Commander ......"

"Battalion Commander ......"

"Tuanza ......"

Not only Xuebing, but also Chuanbing are asking their superiors to save this brother. He's a hero!

"Phew!" A gunshot rang out, and the solo male fired, but the distance was too far for him to hit anyone at all.

And with the gunshot, Zuke suddenly moved. In the face of dozens of devils, he actually took the lead in launching an attack - the three-edged thorn suddenly drew a black semicircle, and then the two devils on the opposite side let go of their guns, clutched their throats and slowly fell down. Their eyes were fixed on the moment of extreme panic, as if they still didn't believe what they had just seen.

"Eight grids!" Some devils reacted, not one or two, more than a dozen devils shot at the same time, and the bright bayonets went towards Zhu Kezha at the same time.

Zhu Ke twisted his waist to one side, and the whole person had already pounced. Several spears pressed against his body and passed through his clothes, three of which had a slick of blood red on them. At the same time, the first few devils screamed and wanted to pull back the guns. Zhu Ke grabbed the throat of a devil with his left hand, pinched it vigorously, and with a "click", the devil's head tilted, and he immediately ran out of breath. The three-edged stab of his left hand slashed through the carotid artery of one devil, and then pierced into the neck of another devil, and at this moment, Zhu Ke's body froze—a devil's cry sounded behind him, but it was the devil who pierced his ribs with a shot, and was stirring vigorously at this time.

Zhu Ke gasped, and his feet slammed forward, and the three-edged thorn pierced through the devil's neck, and then, with the devil, he pressed over and pierced into the shoulder blade of a devil in the back. And in the process, Zhu Ke slammed his left foot backwards, and hit the devil in the abdomen, with a "click", the devil who was desperately stirring the spear screamed, and the whole person hit backwards, but it seemed that a few ribs were broken.

However, Zhu Ke was stabbed in the ribs, and his flexibility was immediately affected, and in an instant, he was stabbed by three spears, one of which was stabbed into his left chest and directly into his heart.

The strength of the whole body was lost in an instant with the agitation of the spear. A dark curtain came in front of him, and if it weren't for the severe pain, Zhu Ke would have fainted at this time.

"Unwilling! Lao Tzu still has a punishment hanging up—" Zhu Ke thought so, and turned back with difficulty, and in the haze he saw a familiar figure rushing towards him, he tried to tell who this was, but the heavens and the earth spun for a while, and he still didn't fulfill this last wish.

The single male was still running, and when he saw several spears withdrawn from Zhu Ke's body, Zhu Ke fell down, and he almost fell under his feet, and then, with a "poof", he fell to his knees, raised his gun in both hands and shouted wildly: "Zhu Ke! ”

Yes, there were 239 people in the death squad, and in the end, only Wang Jiu, the captain of the student death squad, survived. He suffered from excessive blood loss and went into shock, and his body was full of corpses, but he survived. The sacrifice of the 238 warriors of the death squad was valuable, not only because they fought more than 400 devils, but also destroyed the Japanese army's landing point. The most important thing is that they seriously dampened the morale of the Japanese army, so that the Japanese army, who had always thought that Lao Tzu was the second in the world, saw the power of the Chinese soldiers.

After the battle, no one dared to laugh at the Sichuan army as a beggar's army, whether it was the Japanese army or the Chinese army.

It was a battle, because they saw the fighting spirit of the defenders, and the Japanese army never dared to go up the city wall again. Although the Japanese army has more than 200,000 troops, this kind of one-to-one or even two-to-one war of attrition is obviously unacceptable to the Japanese.

The battle of Guanghuamen, from the first day, was full of blood. For the defenders, the blood of the death squad was certainly terrifying, but at the same time, it also gave them hope and hope for victory - it turned out that the most vicious devils were nothing more than that. After that, whenever the battle was at its most entangled, as long as someone shouted: "Avenge the brothers of the death squad!" "Whether it is a student soldier or a Sichuan soldier, it will immediately become like a mad tiger like a stimulant, brave and fearless of life and death.

When the battlefield fell silent temporarily, Ouyang Yun came to the joint headquarters of the Seventh Brigade and the Sichuan Army, and met Xie Changan and Zhu Zaiting. As soon as he saw Xie Changan, the single male pounced on him like a tigress that had lost her cubs, grabbed him by the collar and shouted: "Holy shit, who asked you to put Zhu Ke into the death squad?" Who gives you the power? Damn, do you know the value of Zhu Ke? He alone can even be worthy of a company under you, you, you even let him enter the death squad to die! ”

As soon as Ouyang Yun and Shan Renxiong and the others came in, seeing their faces, Xie Changan knew that something was wrong. Ouyang Yun's maintenance of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade is obvious to all in the Cadet Army. For this reason, many military bigwigs once had very opinions. However, after seeing it, many people obediently shut their mouths.

Wolf teeth are crazy, but people have a reason to be crazy. Just bring a soldier out, it's all a billet that can be civil and martial. Not to mention marksmanship and fighting, even some technical skills: such as sending newspapers, drawing maps and even translating, they can lift weights as lightly. With such soldiers, it may be a bit of a big deal for them to be a battalion commander or regiment commander, but it is more than enough to be a company commander.

Since Xie Changan watched Zhu Ke's last battle, his heart was so regretful that his intestines were blue. The old man who studied the army knew what Ouyang Yun cared about the most. It is said that in normal times, a soldier like Zhu Ke would never have his turn to point fingers, but now the commander has given himself such an opportunity. Such a talent should be allowed to be the commander of a grassroots unit and defend one side alone. However, his brain was hot, so he accepted his application and put him in the death squad.

Death squadsDeath squads, as the name suggests, are teams that send them to the dead. knew that Lu Dao was going to die, but he still put him in - how stupid is this?!

Xie Changan was taught by the single male like a child, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Zhu Zaiting next to him couldn't stand it. After all, the rank of a single male is only the same level as Xie Chang'an, that is, you are older, and you are commanding an elite army, so you can't be so bullying?! Besides, other people's soldiers can enter the death squad, but your soldiers can't get in? In war, there is no one who does not die. Moreover, he saw with his own eyes that Zhu Ke was grinding hard, so Xie Changan agreed to let him join the death squad. He glanced at Ouyang Yun, walked over and said, "Commander Shan, everyone is a devil." In war, there is no immortal. Zhu Ke can take life and death lightly and sacrifice his life calmly, as his commander, you should be proud of it......"

Before he finished speaking, the single male put down Xie Changan and glared at him: "What? Ignore life and death, and donate your life calmly? Does he have that power? Do you know how much it costs us to train such a soldier? Do you know that Lu Dao, the way he died like this, that is Lang Fei, is a deserter...... His responsibility is definitely not just to kill a few devils. ”

The single male also yelled at Zhu Zaiting, and Ouyang Yun couldn't stand it anymore. After all, people are not people who study the army. Although he was also annoyed in his heart, he had to stand up and speak at this time. stepped forward and patted the single male on the shoulder, and he said, "Okay, it's happened, it's useless for you to get angry at this time." Brigade Commander Zhu, Lao Shan has such a temper, he has no other meaning, please don't take it to heart. ”

Seeing him speak, Zhu Zaiting turned his gaze away from the single male and said, "Commander Ouyang, I have a question, what about the artillery of your department?" The Japanese artillery fire is sharp, and it must be suppressed, otherwise, this battle will be too difficult to fight. ”

Since the Zhenjiang and Pukou Scholar Corps defeated the Japanese army, it is no secret that the artillery of the Cadet Corps is strong. When Zhu Zaiting said this, he was obviously frightened by the Japanese artillery. Also, if you don't have artillery to suppress the opponent's artillery, that's the share of being beaten. This is the first day of the war, and if the Japanese army has insisted on today's way of playing, then the defense behind it will undoubtedly become more and more difficult. The loss of soldiers is secondary, and the point is that the blow to the morale of the artillery is too great.