“Huhu”

Li Feng's luck is not very good. He had just finished the battle and was almost shot by a serious Japanese injured man. Now there is still a hole in his arm.

"Grandma, I'm so lucky to remember it. I actually made such a big cut."

I don’t know how Li Bai raised his arm at that time. The bullet slid from his elbow joint to his shoulder, and directly tore half of her arm open.

Fortunately, the bullet did not directly hit the bone, but only caused some skin trauma to his body. Otherwise, he would have to stay in the command center next, and it was said whether his arms could be kept.

It feels so good to wipe the wound with alcohol. The good fat man bit off the wood. The wound was too long and a little deep. The feeling of pouring the alcohol on is really sour.

"Boss, this is the third wave of attacks by the Japanese. We have suffered more than 80 casualties, and the casualties of the Japanese are only a lot more than ours.

I guess the morning battle is almost over, but I just don’t know what the Japanese will fight in the afternoon?”

The eagle also sat on the ground casually. Now he was so tired that his legs were almost broken today. In addition, he didn't have a good rest last night. While talking to the fat man, he squinted his eyes and took a nap while talking.

Li Feng's wound was quickly bandaged. He habitually lit a cigarette, shrank his eyes slightly and said:

"The Japanese's shelling in the afternoon will definitely be even more fierce. Our first position has been blown up so badly. I guess we will be able to defend tomorrow morning at most, and we will change positions at the latest tomorrow afternoon."

The Japanese bombardment was very fierce, and I didn’t know whether the Japanese shells were worth the money. If they continued to bomb like this every day, their troops would sooner or later die.

The eagle did not reply, closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Not only him, but several people inside closed their eyes and started taking a nap. They were so tired. High-concentration combat was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Therefore, if you have time to rest, veterans will definitely choose to rest as much as possible to ensure full spirit and physical strength.

The new recruits are different. They have red eyes, they can't sleep, but they can't get excited, so they can only slowly be infected by the veterans. This kind of thing cannot be done quickly.

Compared to the tragic situation on Li Feng's side, the Japanese were about to explode. They did not expect that the bone in Huangshui Town was so difficult to chew.

Jiro Ogawa once fought with the Northeast Army on the battlefield in North China, fought with the Central Army on the battlefield in Central China, and had outstanding achievements and did not take the Zhong** team seriously.

The most important reason is that he is very cautious. Although he will despise his opponent, he is always alert in his heart.

I originally thought that the Eighth Route Army was just an army of beggars. Even if it was difficult to chew bones, they would chew them to ashes when they arrived. Unexpectedly, one morning, he realized the strength of the opposite army.

When the war damage report was sent, he suspected that the adjutant had made a mistake. In just one morning, more than 100 people were injured and killed, more than 50 of them were killed directly, and more than 30 bodies were not recovered. More than 30 people were seriously injured and unable to go to the battlefield. Only the remaining more than 30 people could barely have combat power.

"Do you know which unit the Eighth Route Army opposite is? It is stronger than the Central Army I encountered, and how can the firepower be so strong?"

"Report to the Grandpa, the situation of the troops on the opposite side is similar to what they said in the information I gave you before. At the beginning, they had only a few dozen people. Unexpectedly, they grew rapidly in more than a year, and now the troops have exceeded one reinforced battalion.

Moreover, the department has its own formal organization, the southern Shanxi Guerrilla Battalion.

The commander of this battalion was named Li Feng. He was extremely cunning and had led his troops to wipe out the third squadron of the empire. However, in that battle, he also seriously injured his vitality and lost 80% of the veterans.

But unexpectedly, in less than a year, he actually pulled up his troops again, and his troops were far more powerful than before.

Some time ago, he even bought locusts crazily, and has become the biggest beneficiary of the locust incident and is the only unit in the Eighth Route Army that is not short of food.

According to effective information, the training of the department is extremely cruel. Soldiers eat three dry meals a day and must ensure a certain amount of animal oil intake. This situation is rare in the Central Army.

The new recruits in his hands were trained for three months in an extremely cruel and cruel way, and no one knew the combat effectiveness of their troops now."

Ogawa was a little confused now. He knew what kind of combat power the third squadron of the Empire had. Even if he had artillery fire bonus and had a certain firepower advantage, although his combat power exceeded that of the third squadron, the opponent had not exposed his full strength in a year. God knows what would happen next.

Thinking of this, Ogawa's frown that could frown out was almost cramped, and in the end he could only use their secret weapons.

"How are the mustard seed gas bombs prepared?"

Hearing this, everyone in the command center's eyes lit up. Are you finally going to use this thing?

"It's ready and you can launch an attack on the Tu Eighth Route Army at any time."

"Yoxi, start a wave of infantry attacks in the afternoon. If it doesn't work, then just use mustard seed gas bombs."

"Hi!"

"Please, please!"

...

The lunch was very rich, which was strongly requested by the fat man. It didn’t matter if you eat some coarse grains in normal times, but you must eat them well during wars. In fact, in this hot weather, leftovers may become rotten and must not be sent to the battlefield. Digestion will be fatal.

Xiao Wen did not object. She knew that it would be useless to oppose the fat man in such a thing. Anyway, there was too much food in the warehouse to eat, so what did it matter if the soldiers could eat better?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, as expected, the Japanese launched another attack, but this wave of attack was quickly repelled by Li Feng and the others.

Just as Li Feng and the others were ready to welcome the second wave of the Japanese attack, the Japanese did not launch a second attack for a long time, which aroused the Eagle's vigilance and quickly disappeared from the position...

In less than ten minutes, the eagle rushed up with her arms waving and shouted at the fat man:

"The Japanese are going to shell the gun!"

"Architecture? Didn't they just finished the artillery in the morning?"

"No, they used mortars this time. When they entered the palace in the morning, they quietly moved the mortars forward."

"It's bad! Let everyone prepare to withdraw from the position immediately. Let's not have this position anymore. This is the second position to retreat!"

The fat man expected that something was wrong and the Japanese could use poison gas bombs. Just as he had just finished shouting that he was preparing to retreat, there were a burst of harsh sounds coming from the sky...

Chirp

"Quick, retreat immediately!"

Seven or eight shells fell from the sky, and a group of veterans subconsciously lay down to avoid it, but they saw that the shells were stuck in the soil and did not explode. Then a light green smoke came out from the tail...

"Retreat quickly, cover your mouth and nose immediately, and withdraw from this position, hurry!"
Chapter completed!