"Baga!" Ichiki looked straight at the soldiers who were defeated like a tide, and angrily pulled out the command knife from his waist and shouted loudly, "The artillerymen immediately fired at the Dragon King Temple position! The heavy machine guns opened fire! Stop the defeated soldiers!"

Following Ichiki Kiyoshi's shout, the Type 92 infantry artillery behind the Japanese defense line immediately opened fire, and the shells roared towards the Dragon King Temple position. The two Type 92 infantry artillery mounted next to Ichiki Kiyoshi

The heavy machine gun immediately made a muffled sound, and the bullets hit the group of defeated soldiers, splashing rows of thin smoke and dust.

After stopping the shocked group of defeated soldiers, Ichiki Kiyoshi's gloomy gaze fell directly on Setsuro Shimizu who was in the middle of the group of defeated soldiers.

"All squad leaders, come out!" Ichiki Kiyoshi shouted loudly at the group of defeated soldiers in front of him, "Stand in front of me with your squadron leader, Captain Kiyomizu Setsuro!"

Following Ichiki Kiyonao's words, a second lieutenant covered in blood limped out of the crowd and stood silently in front of Ichiki Kiyonao with Setsuro Shimizu.

"Captain Kiyomizu Setsuro! Do you still remember what I said to you before launching the attack?" Ichiki's straight eyes did not fall on Kiyomizu Setsuro and the second lieutenant, but towards the Dragon King Temple position in the distance.

Looking in the direction, "If you still admit that you are a soldier of the Japanese Empire, then please set an example for these retreating soldiers!"

"Hi!" Setsuro Kiyomizu's originally dark face was now frighteningly pale. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He staggered slowly towards the ruins where Kuroda Uesugi had performed a disembowelment.

passed.

Although the distance from where Ichiki Kiyonao was standing to the ruins was only a dozen steps away, Setsuro Kiyomizu felt that he had exhausted all his strength when he reached the ruins. The funny thing is that right there

Half an hour ago, I was still laughing at the unlucky Kuroda Uesugi in my heart. In the blink of an eye, the poor guy now turned into me!

Looking at the hesitant Kiyomizu Setsuro, Ichiki Kiyonao waved impatiently to the two military police standing next to him, "Go over and help Captain Kiyomizu Setsuro! He was injured in the battle just now. Action

inconvenient!"

"Hi!" The two military policemen immediately walked quickly towards Captain Kiyomizu Setsuro under the ruins. When they arrived in front of him, they tore apart Kiyomizu Setsuro's military uniform without any explanation and hung it around his waist.

He pulled out his command sword and stuffed it into Setsuro Shimizu's hand.

It wasn't until he saw Captain Kiyomizu Setsuro inserting the command knife into his abdomen that Ichiki Kiyoshi frowned and turned his gaze back to the second lieutenant who was standing with Kiyomizu Setsuro before.

"From now on, you will take over the duties of Captain Shimizu Setsuro! I order you to immediately command the 8th Squadron to attack the Dragon King Temple immediately! Either die in front of the battle! Or die under the ruins behind me! You choose for yourself!

"Yimu Qing looked directly at the second lieutenant standing in front of him and said indifferently.

The second lieutenant who was designated by Ichiki Kiyonao to replace Kiyomizu Setsuro was shocked when he heard this. Then he pulled out the command sword from his waist with a ferocious expression, held it in his hand and kept shouting loudly, "Seven lives to serve the country!", and turned around to lead the way.

Following the retreating soldiers, they rushed towards the Dragon King Temple position again! Whether it was out of desperation or fear, the second lieutenant's howling was as heartbreaking as it was heartbreaking, making people's hair stand on end.

"Company Commander! The Japs are here again!" The only remaining light machine gunner on the Dragon King Temple position turned around and shouted to the bearded man. However, the light machine gunner's Czech light machine gun had already been damaged. Now the light machine gunner is

What he held in his hand was a Type 38 rifle picked up from the ground.

"How many of our companies are left that can breathe?" Big Beard did not get up, but just sat on the ground with his back to the trench. In the hand-to-hand battle just now, Big Beard knocked down five Japanese soldiers, but in the end he was also hit by Japanese bullets.

Fortunately, the Type 38 rifle was not very powerful, and the bullet did not hit the vital part. After a short while, the bearded man was not in danger of his life.

"Company Commander, there are only fifteen people left on the position!" The light machine gunner looked around silently, and then said with a choked voice. Two lines of tears came from the light machine gunner being burned by the gunpowder smoke.

It slid down his cheeks as black as coal, leaving two white marks on his face.

"Brothers are all good! You didn't embarrass our 29th Army!" The bearded man heard the words of the light machine gunner. He held a big knife with one hand and reached into his arms with the other hand to take out a cigarette.

He lit it with a burning branch nearby, put it into his mouth, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Trumpeter! Can you still hold on?"

"Captain Bearded! I'm fine! I just feel a little cold..." The trumpeter was lying next to the bearded man. There was no trace of blood on his pale face. Both legs were covered with Type 92 infantry from the knees down.

The shells fired by the cannon exploded all together, and the blood flowing from the broken legs dyed the loess in the trench black and purple.

The bearded man wiped his slightly red eyes with his hands, stood up on the edge of the trench, and his determined eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone standing around him. Until finally, the bearded man's eyes

Then he stopped on Sun Buyi's body.

"Student boy! From now on, you are the acting company commander of the 11th Company! The trumpet player and I will stay behind to cover you. You and the twelve remaining brothers on the Dragon King Temple position will immediately retreat to the Ping-Han Railway Bridge.

Defense line. Remember! As long as our 11th company is not dead, we must not let the Japanese occupy the railway bridge!"

"Company Commander! Let's go together!" Sun Buyi's tone was decisive.

"Yes, Captain! We will carry you and the trumpeter to the railway bridge even if we carry you on our backs!" The other remaining soldiers of the 11th Company also shouted loudly.

"Don't you fucking listen to me anymore? Leave now! If you don't leave, I will die in front of you!" The bearded man suddenly pulled out the cannon from his waist, put it on his head and roared at everyone.

road.

"Let's go!" Seeing Big Beard shouting and actually pulling the trigger with his finger, everyone had no choice but to leave the remaining weapons and ammunition beside Big Beard, and silently followed Sun Buyi in the direction of the Ping-Han Railway Bridge position and shed tears.

go.

"Captain Beard, be careful your...box cannon misfires. If you really die, I alone...can't stop so many Japanese." He looked at it.

The bearded man also put the box cannon on his head, and the trumpeter lying on the side said weakly.

"Silly boy!" The bearded man threw away the cannon box in his hand and said with a smile, "The gun has been out of bullets for a long time, and you are so stupid!"

"Captain Bearded, at this time, our company has already finished morning exercises and sang songs together and returned to the barracks..." The trumpet player touched the bugle across his chest and his voice was a little low.

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"Then let's sing today too!" The bearded man grabbed an MP38 submachine gun from the ground that had been left behind by the soldiers who had just evacuated to the Pinghan-Hankou Railway Bridge. He leaned in the trench and sang the military song of the 29th Army loudly, "The situation is bad, the land is in trouble."

It will sink; it is the soldiers who will turn the tide! .....The blood in their chests, the sharp blades in their palms; they work together to avenge blood and hate; rejuvenate the nation! Revive the soul of the country!"

Accompanied by the bearded man's singing, the trumpeter held the bugle with both hands and put it to his mouth. On the Dragon King Temple position, the horn of charge sounded again, and the shrill trumpet sound shot straight into the sky, heroic and desolate!
Chapter completed!