"Brothers!"

On a battlefield in a southern Jin Dynasty, a company commander led the soldiers behind him with a Thomson submachine gun.

The Kuomintang army was still quite brave when fighting. A group of soldiers from the Kuomintang had already inserted their bayonets and launched a counterattack towards the Japanese.

Dada dada...

There was a lot of noise on the battlefield, and the gunshots were not as light and crisp as those displayed in TV series, but were particularly deafening. It was normal for ordinary people to be afraid when they heard it.

The two sides rushed together like two torrents of steel, like two big waves rushing together, and a huge sound splashed.

“Ahhh…”

The sound of fighting against the bayonets was jingling, and the scene of fighting with the Japanese was not good at all. They looked very vulgar with their bodies shrank. As for being handsome, it didn't exist at all.

Not to mention that the Central Army does not use big swords, there are big swords among them, which are particularly effective in close combat.

There are many good players in the Central Army, all of whom are iron-blooded men.

"Ah~ The Japanese are here..."

A soldier shouted, and there was still a bayonet inserted into his thigh, and several holes were broken on his body.

Another soldier was about to kill the Japanese under him with a knife, and suddenly a bayonet was inserted into his chest from behind.

Blood immediately spilled out of the soldier's mouth and slammed on the Japanese clothes under him. The latter was about to kick the Central Army away, but found that he was being held tightly.

The soldiers smiled, their gums were covered with blood, and they looked particularly ferocious.

Even with such a fatal injury, he still held the sword hard and slowly pulled the Japanese neck hard, and blood kept spurting out.

The Japanese had fear in their eyes, and they covered their necks and whimpered. He didn't expect that this Chinese soldier was so powerful, and his heart was pierced and could still move.

The Japanese behind pulled out the bayonet. When the warrior was dying, he suddenly turned around, with a trace of determination in his eyes, and waved the knife back with force.

In an instant, the Japanese's head flew out, and the soldiers also fell to the ground with this force and never stood up again.

"Ahhh...Xiao Wang!"

A platoon leader shouted, and there were five Japanese soldiers beside him. Bayonets were pierced on him and then pulled them out one by one. The holes on his body could not stop spraying blood, and the blood instantly dyed the black and yellow military uniform bright red.

The platoon leader pulled the grenade violently, then rushed towards the two Japanese. After a bang, the three of them died together.

This is a man, this is a soldier, this is the strength of my Chinese man!

At this moment, a sentence echoed on the battlefield of the main film: Kill the Japanese!

The bodies fell down and the lives disappeared, but the Japanese did not get the best. They were actually frightened by these soldiers and retreated in a hurry!

“Oh…”

Some wounded soldiers saw that they had captured the position and supported their guns and cheered loudly.

One of them had only 170 people, and now there were only 18 people left, and the remaining 160 people, including the orderly soldiers, remained here forever.

...

"Teacher Commander, we have now killed most of the Japanese brigades. The three regiments have suffered heavy casualties, and the battalion commander has all killed three!"

The Chief of Staff of the 1xx Division was bleeding in his hands with the battle report. This was just their frontal force, and the troops responsible for blocking others.

In this way, the casualties are estimated to be more than 2,000. Not only are they slightly injured, they are still on the battlefield, so they don’t have time to save them. First, pick up the ones with more injuries!

“Good!”

1xx is from Huangpu, and he is still full of passion and is still cold. He slapped the table and shouted loudly.

And at this moment, a correspondent soldier rushed in.

"Report to the division commander, the Fourth Battalion of the Fifth Regiment has not enough ammunition to support us!"

The soldier's right eye was already wrapped in gauze, and it seemed that he could not be saved.

"What? Didn't your logistics supplies be delivered directly by the Logistics Department? Logically speaking, they should have arrived yesterday morning, so why didn't there be one?"

"Report to the division commander, the people in the logistics department always say that you want your order, and you also need the approval from the superiors, otherwise you won't send it!"

The soldiers shouted anxiously, "Their battalion is in danger, and if they don't send ammunition over, they will have to fight with the Japanese."

"You mean they haven't set out yet?"

"yes!"

Touch ~

"Son of a bitch!"

The teacher kicked the stool in front of him directly outside the door, frightening the female confidential officers next to him to the point of being shy.

"Teacher, not only our battalion, but also other regiments are the same. They have not sent any supplies, but their ammunition is enough and they don't realize this!"

The soldiers continued to say that because they were going to fight, many ammunition was given to the front three regiments first, which led to a large gap in some regiments behind them.

"How could they do this? My troops are fighting the Japanese in front, fighting with their lives!"

The teacher's face turned red with anger. He was the direct descendant of the commission and no one dared to detain his supplies, so he had never experienced such a thing before.

Now I don’t know who it is, but I dare to detain his supplies.

"Catch me the Xi'an Logistics Department!"

The division commander shouted at a soldier in charge of the phone, and he couldn't help it.

"Hey, is it the Xi'an Logistics Department?"

He pushed the soldier away and snatched the phone directly, then asked loudly.

"Why didn't your supplies be delivered in time...what?

No command?

The orders from labor and capital have been sent long ago. Are you blind or your ears deaf?

Send it to me immediately, hurry up!

What?

no?

Do you want me to telegraph the Commission?

What did you say……"

After five minutes, the commander fell silent, holding the phone in his hand, without any expression on his face, and looked very disappointed.

The phone fell directly to the ground, and the commander sighed in dismay, slowly unbuttoning the two buttons on his collar.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

The staff officer discovered the abnormal situation and immediately rushed up to support the division commander. At this time, a man also came in, looking at the division commander and laughed sarcastically:

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? You're so distraught?"

"Director Song, you..."

The commander looked at him with hatred. He already knew that the deduction of logistics supplies was the one who caused the matter, and the commissioner didn't know what was wrong, but he actually agreed.

"Hahahaha, I've said what you should say a long time ago. You are determined to do your own thing, and now you've tasted the pain!"

Director Song smiled sarcastically. The Chief of Staff wanted to come out to smooth things over, but the division commander grabbed him, smoothed the wrinkles on the military uniform, and strode to Director Song and smiled:

"Do you think this will make me difficult to hold? You underestimate me, Mr. Yue!"

The teacher was not afraid at all, as if he had made any major decision.
Chapter completed!