"Yes, Lord Sato!"

Shunsuke Ichiro believed in Dragon Boat Festival words, and even refused to answer any telegrams sent from Jinzhou. The correspondent even directly scolded the other party for being despicable, shameless and vulgar.

The Japanese correspondents from Jinzhou were scolded so badly that they ran to Hiroshi Kitahara to complain.

After hearing this, Kitahara Hiroki almost got angry.

Needless to think, there must be an enemy inside the fifth outpost, and it is very likely that Ye Xiuwen.

Kitahara Hirohito said, "Baga, that Ye Xiuwen is simply omnipresent."

But at this time there was no time to get angry with him, because since the whereabouts of the guerrillas were found, he, as the commander-in-chief of this operation, had to consider the next issues.

He believed that the Imperial Army was guarding the fifth outpost, but he was infiltrated and the enemy was blinded by the enemy and then shot at his own people.

So since the imperial army in the fifth post did not obey the orders, he could only start with the reinforcements he sent to Jinzhou.

The Japanese in Jinzhou really followed Kitahara Hokyoung's orders. Kitahara Hokyoung immediately stopped shooting after ordering them to cease fire, and was preparing to use an iron horn to shout to the other party, saying that they were their own people and don't be deceived by those who are interested.

But I didn't expect that the Japanese had just ceased fire and a group of people suddenly broke out behind them.

When these people saw them without saying a word, they went up and shot them in a mess.

This time, the Japanese were sent to the enemy's gun. They retreated to the line to show that they were not hostile to the Japanese in the outpost. But they did not expect that this became a living target under the guerrilla gun.

The Japanese were overturned to the ground by a sudden bullet, and screams came one after another.

When the Japanese officers reacted, more than half of the remaining reinforcements from Jinzhou were killed or injured.

"Baga, fight back!"

The Japanese officer roared loudly, his hoarse voice was like a thousand-year-old crow became a spirit.

But at this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival also gave an order: "Our enemy is about to escape, and all attack and wipe them out!"

"Hi!"

Shinsuke Ichiro received the order, and immediately loudly ordered all the Japanese to give up their existing fortifications, rushed out and fired fiercely at their own colleagues.

This scene was desperate for the Japanese officers who came to Jinzhou. He could not deal with the enemies behind him, let alone the imperial army in the outpost came out in full swing.

He had no choice but to roar in despair.

But his voice was quickly overshadowed by gunfire.

The entire battlefield seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the air was filled with a stronger smell of gunpowder and a smell of blood.

The Japanese reinforcements from the Jinzhou direction were in tears.

Originally, they came to reinforce, but they didn't expect to fall into such a desperate situation, being attacked from front and back, and being attacked from both sides.

Reinforcements from Jinzhou fought back, but were outnumbered. In addition, they had suffered heavy losses before, and their morale was depressed and gradually showed signs of defeat.

The Japanese in Jinzhou fell one after another, and the battle is no longer suspense.

The Dragon Boat Festival stood at a high place, staring at all this coldly, without any mercy in his heart.

Because the Japanese in front of him were just things that were worse than beasts. Their life and death were worthless, but just a string of numbers on the battlefield.

Of course, Dragon Boat Festival did nothing at this time. He pulled out a sharp steel knife from the mouth of his boots, and just as Shunsuke Ichiro was proudly trying to flatter Dragon Boat Festival, a knife penetrated his heart from the front.

Shunsuke Ichiro opened his eyes wide and was puzzled. He pointed at Dragon Boat Festival and asked in surprise: "Why, why?"

Dragon Boat Festival did not answer, but pulled out the bayonet and stabbed another shocked Japanese guard.

At the same time, Long Qianyan also took action, and he stabbed a Japanese officer in the back with a knife from behind.

The Japanese officer wanted to scream, but Long Qianyan covered his mouth tightly and dragged it to the darkness.

So in just a moment, Shunsuke Ichiro received lunch boxes from his two men, but the Japanese who were fighting bravely in front of him were unaware of anything.

Long Qianyan smiled happily at this time: "Leader Ye, we won a great victory this time, thanks to your proper command!"

The Dragon Boat Festival was slightly happy because he was very pleased with this battle. Although it was a bit thrilling, fortunately, everything went very smoothly.

The Japanese reinforcements from Jinzhou were completely wiped out, and the Japanese and puppet troops at the outpost rushed out of the fortifications that depended on for survival due to a large number of casualties and injuries, and were surrounded by guerrillas and Ma family members.

A desperate battle broke out, and the whole picture was extremely tragic.

The two sides fought each other in close combat, and the sparks of the blades collided with each other seemed particularly dazzling on the dark night.

The guerrillas and the men from the Ma Family Club are all agile.

They waved the big sword in their hands and held sharp bayonets. Every slash or assassination was accompanied by the fall of Japanese and puppet troops.

Although the Japanese and puppet troops were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they also burst out with amazing combat power in the face of life and death. They roared and waved bayonets, trying to find a glimmer of life in this despair.

On the battlefield, blood splashed, broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder, which was suffocating.

The roars of the soldiers, the moans of the Japanese, and the clanging sounds of the collision of weapons were intertwined, forming a tragic war song.

In this war without gunpowder, everyone has become the master of their own destiny. They use their flesh and blood to set a way out for themselves and write a legend of their own.

That's right, those who can survive this fierce hand-to-hand battle will be their own legend.

Because being able to survive is indeed a luxury.

In order to survive, the Japanese had already tried their best. Therefore, under their dying counterattack, many guerrilla soldiers and the heroes of the Ma Family Ji died.

Of course, their sacrifices are valuable because they blocked the Japanese with their flesh and blood, and were not run away by a single Japanese.

As time went by, the resistance of the Japanese and puppet troops became weaker and weaker. Their morale was gradually exhausted in the cruel battle, while the guerrillas and the warriors of Majiaji became more and more braver.

In the end, in the midst of chaos and wail, the Japanese and puppet troops were all wiped out. Their bodies lay on the battlefield in a row and became the most direct witness of the war.

When the battle ended, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. Only the occasional sound of birds singing from afar and the whistling sound of the wind blowing across the battlefield broke the tranquility.

The guerrillas and the soldiers of Ma Jiaji stood up with each other. Their faces were covered with fatigue and scars, but their eyes were shining with the light belonging to the winner.
Chapter completed!