Ever since I dreamed about the soldier who escaped from battle, I have secretly made up my mind that when I encounter a Jaap with swords and guns in the future, I would rather die in battle than have any intention of escaping, let alone surrendering.

Not even two months later, I was given an opportunity to test my fighting spirit, allowing me to truly experience the life-and-death moments of life and death on the battlefield.

I am determined to prevent the tragic situation of the veteran who deserted from the battlefield from happening to me. I will not be a deserter even if I am shattered to pieces!

That time it was during an encirclement and annihilation battle against the Japanese invaders. The commander followed the order from the top and must annihilate all the little Japs at any cost. Our entire regiment went into battle, with the regiment leader directing the fire line, the guard company, the cooking squad, etc. who usually did not

Those on the firing line all charged forward with long guns and short knives in hand.

This was the first time that I went into battle as a front-line soldier to kill the enemy. With the impression of the veteran who escaped from the battlefield in my mind, I turned a deaf ear to the deafening sound of gunfire. I only knew that even if I died in battle, I was still an anti-Japanese hero that everyone admired! So I fought hard regardless of my own safety.

Charge forward!

Although the Japanese were surrounded, they refused to surrender. They relied on fast guns, heavy artillery and armored vehicles to resist stubbornly. My regiment charged several times. Although the casualties were high, they could not get close!

In order to prevent the Japanese from breaking out at night, the headquarters issued a death order to annihilate all the Japanese that were surrounded before dark! The leader organized a death squad, personally appointed the captain of the death squad, and started a hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese!

After a day of hard fighting, our regiment won a complete victory. However, we lost 10,000 people and suffered 3,000 self-inflicted losses. We also suffered heavy losses, with many killed and wounded in battle.

Therefore, after the battle ended in the evening, except for treating the wounded, other tasks of cleaning up the battlefield were postponed to the daytime of the next day.

As we all know, after winning a battle, in addition to treating the wounded and even holding a celebration banquet, the main task is to clean up the battlefield, centrally register the loot, and bury the fallen comrades. As for the opponent's bones, the number and level must also be counted (for example, to discover

The corpse of an opponent wearing the uniform of a major general is also rewarded and even merits are recorded). In addition to the valuable property that needs to be removed, it is usually piled together and burned or buried.

The next morning, all the remaining soldiers of our regiment, including those from our cooking squad, gathered together and began to clear the battlefield.

The battlefield at that time was a hilly area, with no mountains or rivers. However, the terrain was undulating, high and low, with grass, dead vines and wild trees all over the place, and the battle line was long, so clearing the battlefield was very laborious and slow.

Long guns, short artillery command knives, canned dry food and military coats! These are the trophies we are most happy to see, and they are also the things we rush to send to the regiment headquarters. Of course, if there are gold bricks, gold bars, pearls, jade and other trophies, sir

We are still rewarded! This is our practice in the Kuomintang army!

As for the corpses, especially those of Japanese soldiers, they were bloody and dirty, with arms and legs missing, heads but no heads, eyes and ears, broken bones and rotten flesh, all kinds of strange things. Even though they were dead corpses, they were still very scary!

So this kind of thing is the last thing we want to see and deal with.

Goudan and I were busy not far away from each other. Goudan picked up a pocket watch and a telescope, and I found a command knife in the grass. I took it out and took a look. I saw a flat-headed, bent, long-handled Japanese saber with a cold light everywhere.

Shoot, it's very sharp! The scabbard is also very beautiful. It seems that this devil has a lot of background!

Just as we were packing up the trophies, Boss Liu, who was not far from me, called out in a low voice, "Ah, Xiao Hu, you guys come and see!"

"What's wrong, Boss Liu, have you found gold bars and bricks?" Goudan and I ran over in a hurry.

"Just thinking about good things! Look at this Japanese corpse, what's going on?" Boss Liu did not raise his head to look at us.

Following Boss Liu's gaze, I will never forget that scene!

Not far from Boss Liu, several corpses of Japanese soldiers lay staggered on the ground. Their heads and faces were stained with blood, with large holes and small eyes. Their muscles were torn, and pale bones were exposed in some places...

But those holes were not knife wounds, but rather like bites. They were messy, with different depths and sizes, and all kinds of shapes...

"It must have been done by those wild dogs, foxes, rats or eagles last night! Look at those marks, they are not gunshot wounds at all!" Goudan yelled.

Boss Liu and I didn't speak, because in addition to being disgusted and strange, there was also a vague worry and guilt, that is, because we did not clean up the battlefield in time, the fallen comrades might also be violated and desecrated by those wild animals.

Let those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country have no peace after death!

After a moment of silence, Boss Liu did not say anything. Instead, he led several of our comrades from the cooking class and began to check the condition of the bodies of the nearby fallen comrades.

But the world is so strange, you can’t help but believe it! We moved around a large area and checked many corpses, but many corpses wearing national army uniforms were intact except for battle wounds (fatal knife wounds or gunshot wounds)

, and none of the Japanese corpses next to them were intact, all had seven or eight holes, it was too horrible to look at!

Boss Liu thought for a moment and asked us to continue cleaning up the battlefield, while he quickly reported the matter to the company commander.

The company commander didn't believe it at first, but after running over to see it, he was shocked and puzzled. After thinking about it for a while, he reported it to the superiors, gathered the soldiers, announced the matter, and asked everyone to pay attention and check more to see if there was anything wrong.

How many cases like this should be reported accurately.

We put down the trophies we had and, following the regiment leader’s orders, we inspected the corpses of both the enemy and ourselves one by one...

In the evening, the battlefield was cleared and the final results were reported to the regimental commander.

The group leader gathered the entire group and conveyed the results of the cleanup to everyone.

In addition to accurate loot classification statistics, the results we are most concerned about also come out:

A total of 253 dead soldiers of our regiment were found on the battlefield. Except for battle wounds, all other parts of the bodies were intact and there was no other damage. A total of 421 Japanese corpses were found. Except for battle wounds, all had varying degrees of non-man-made damage...

Finally, the regimental leader explained: "Our national army has served the country with one's own life, has made meritorious service in the war of resistance, lives as a hero, and dies as a ghost hero, and is respected by gods and ghosts! The little devil deserves to die, and even if he dies, he will go to hell, and so will you.

I saw that even wild dogs, foxes, and mice would not let them go..."

The cheers were loud and the applause was thunderous! Dasha even screamed with excitement...

But I have been thinking, what is going on? Can those animals still distinguish between the national army and the Japanese devils? Do they still know whether to be patriotic?
Chapter completed!