On September 29, the most critical moment in Beidaying finally arrived!

The front position is still in the hands of the student camp, but the right position is once again broken through.

The time for death has come, and the time for sacrifice for the country has come.

The ferocious face of the Japanese can be seen clearly.

Here, machine guns and grenades cannot fully exert their power.

Here, the only thing that can defend the dignity of a soldier is the bayonet in your hand!

Dozens of sharp bayonets still emitted a dazzling cold light under the bloody sunlight. Dozens of soldiers from the student camp were quietly waiting for the arrival of the most glorious moment.

The machine guns on the front position were still making noises, and no one paid attention to the right position because they trusted their comrades, and they knew that they could defend against the right, even if the last of them fell down.

"Show the Chinese soldiers the bravery of the imperial soldiers!"

Major Yoshikawa Yumen, who personally led his soldiers to break through the right position of the Beidaying, shouted frantically.

"Everyone has it, bayonets are outwards! Fight to the death!"

This is the roar of Tiedingguo, the roar of the student camp, and the roar of Chinese soldiers!

"Sir, look!"

Suddenly, a platoon leader pointed at the back and shouted loudly.

Tiedingguo saw it, student camp, and Peking University camp.

It was a battle flag flying in the air:

The blue sky and the white sun are all red!

"If the nation is not free, soldiers would rather die!"

This is the voice of Zhao Zhenfan, the commander of Fengtian City Defense and the commander of the 7th Brigade.

"If the nation is not free, soldiers would rather die!"

This is the voice of three hundred and twelve decisive players.

Just like a flood that opened the gate, under the guidance of the blue sky and white sun flag, they quickly rolled with huge waves to cover the Japanese troops rushing into the Beidaying!

Fight! Fight!!! Fight!!!

Only bayonets can save the Northeast! Only iron blood can save China! Only blood can return blood to make the enemy tremble!!!

Zhao Zhenfan never thought that he would feel happy when he killed someone; he even never thought that he would face the bayonets face to face with the Japanese!

Some of these decisive squad members were veterans from the Northeast Army for various reasons before "9/18", and some had never been to the battlefield documents and cooks...

Many of them had never even held guns before, but the sound of gunfire and the bodies of countless victims over the past few days made these people unknowingly regard themselves as soldiers.

For Fengtian, for the Northeast, and for China!

fighting!

The Grandpa Yoshikawa Uemen found that he was about to fail again, and the soldiers he led were completely submerged in this group of angry Chinese soldiers.

He was unwilling to give up and was unwilling to swallow the bitter fruit of failure again.

He saw the Chinese soldiers not far away, holding a hand and shooting Japanese soldiers, snatching a cold shot.

This Chinese soldier is an officer and must have been injured. Yoshikawa's eyes showed a wolf-like cruelty.

Since it is doomed to fail, let this Chinese officer die under his own knife.

A Chinese soldier who was rushing up was cut down, and Yoshikawa's right gate made a strange "wow" scream and rushed towards the Chinese officer.

Tiedingguo pulled the trigger, and at this deadly moment, the damn machine gun actually broke down!

The crazy Japanese was rushing towards him with a samurai sword, but he couldn't stand up. Tiedingguo smiled bitterly and touched the grenade beside him. He took two and put them in his hand, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Japanese!

After six days, I persisted here for six days.

The soldiers' home may be in the coming explosion and blood light...

He saw the samurai sword flashing with cold light and raised it high, and the smile on Tiedingguo's face became brighter and his left hand was already stretched to the string.

There was a "ding" sound.

A bayonet struggled to open the samurai sword.

"Tieding Country, the Eastern people have not yet run away, why do you want to be lazy?"

Tiedingguo laughed loudly, then leaned over and gasped.

Zhao Zhenfan.

This old boy has finally arrived.

Damn Zhao Zhenfan and the damn Zheng Yong.

Even if it's too late, I'll have to die for my country.

The more Tiedingguo thought about it, the more interesting he became. He smiled so happily and madly that even Zhao Zhenfan thought he was crazy.

"Oriental ghost, come, grandpa Zhao Zhenfan is here!"

Yoshikawa's right gate, who failed, couldn't understand what the Chinese soldier was talking about. He looked at Zhao Zhenfan intently, suddenly screamed, held the samurai sword in both hands and chopped Zhao Zhenfan down with force.

This is a contest between Chinese and Japanese officers, and even more so between Chinese and Japanese soldiers!

Faced with this fierce sword, Zhao Zhenfan did not dodge or avoid, but stabbed him in the flashing cold light.

"kill!"

A dull sound of "punch" sounded.

Yoshikawa put down his knife and stumbled back a few steps.

He looked down and the bayonet penetrated a big hole in him.

Yoshikawa Yumen tried his best to stabilize his body, but it was useless. He stumbled and took a few more steps, and finally fell to the ground.

A pool of blood flowed out of this dirty corpse.

"Hostel, good, good!"

Tiedingguo smiled and gave a thumbs up. But soon, his smile froze on his face.

He saw:

Zhao Zhenfan smiled at him, and then slowly collapsed on the ground.

Tiedingguo climbed over desperately, and he saw clearly that a long knife wound penetrated Zhao Zhenfan's chest.

"Oriental ghost, this sword of the Oriental ghost is really fucking a bit powerful..."

Zhao Zhenfan was gasping for breath, and blood kept pouring out of this deep and long wound.

Tiedingguo was crazy and wanted to cover his wounds, but no matter how hard he tried, blood continued to emerge from his fingers.

"I'm finished, I'm out of help." Zhao Zhenfan looked at Tiedingguo with his eyes gradually losing his glory: "Tiedingguo, don't be lazy, the Death Squad, the Death Squad will be handed over to you."

Seeing Tiedingguo nodding with all his strength, Zhao Zhenfan said softly:
Chapter completed!