Chapter 893: Defeat

The hand-to-hand combat ended after only ten minutes.txt

Liang Chen and his combat team used both guns and knives. Under the attack and counterattack from top to bottom, they actually repelled the enemy. The enemy on the opposite side left more than seventy corpses behind and panicked.

Retreat - they had to retreat because they were facing a group of terrifying lunatics. This group of

People were really desperate. Even though their intestines had been spilled out from the bayonet, they still stuffed their intestines into their stomachs and continued to rush at them with the sword in their hands. They were simply not humans, they were wolves, running out of hell.

Asuras, by nature, exist for killing and bloodshed.

Therefore, although the supervising team behind kept firing to prevent the people on the mountain from routing, they finally retreated.

However, for Liang Chen and the others, they also suffered heavy losses.[

When we rushed down the mountain just now, there were four combat groups, each consisting of three people. But now, one group has been lost. The bones of three good brothers have been buried on this barren mountain, leaving them forever. But even if

Before they died, each of them killed at least two opponents. It can be said that they were born heroes and died heroes. They used their own blood and lives to explain what true loyalty and what is the true military soul are.

Perhaps from a certain political perspective, they cannot afford such a height. After all, they are just fighting for Chaoyang and Liang Chen.

But from the perspective of loyalty, they can only be higher than such a judgment, because beliefs are big or small, and every belief that is adhered to and the spirit of perseverance until death is great.

This has nothing to do with politics, only the hardness and height of life!

Putting the three good brothers who died in the battle side by side in the trench, Liang Chen and the others panted heavily and sat down, silent, with trembling hands. Everyone lit a cigarette, but the cigarette was not theirs.

They were smoked to pay homage to their comrades.

The nine-stick cigarettes were inserted side by side at the feet of the comrades. Everyone's face was filled with sadness and pain, especially Xiao Liuzi, who was holding the comrade named Li Weidong next to him. His eyes were already blood-red, and no tears flowed out. Some

Just hatred.

That was his best friend and his squad leader. Although he usually teased him and made fun of him, this squad leader, who was usually a bit of a rogue, blocked a knife for him at the critical moment, and the knife pierced him directly.

The body armor that was already riddled with holes was pierced in the heart, causing a fresh life to be lost forever.

Xiao Liuzi was in pain and wished to live.

Three comrades died, and the other living people were not much better. Everyone suffered a loss, including Liang Chen, who also had a shocking wound on his right arm. The flesh was rolled and blood was flowing.

However, now he seems to have no feeling at all. He is just silent, looking at his dead brother. Although there is no expression on his face, the grief in his eyes is stronger than that of any soldier beside him. Although he has long been used to it.

Although I have experienced life and death, especially life and death on the battlefield, I still cannot contain the grief in my heart.

Because these are the brothers he trained with his own hands, because he knows better that these warriors are fighting for him and dying for the rising sun! Although this kind of loyalty is a bit narrow, who dares to say that the greatest loyalty does not come from this kind of loyalty?
Chapter completed!