There was only one Japanese artillery commander left in the tent.

The hustle and bustle of last night and the quietness of the morning made the Japanese artillery commander feel as if he was in another world.

It was indeed like a lifetime ago, because he could not escape his guilt, and accepting a humiliating trial and dying on the front line were his last two choices.

When no one among his men said a word, the Japanese artillery commander had already made his choice.

He took out a pen and paper and began to write a letter to his family. It could also be said to be a suicide note.

When he finished writing the letter, he pressed his gun against the paper to prevent his last words from being blown away by the wind.

The command knife is well maintained by him, and he will take good care of it as long as he has time.

This command sword had never seen blood before, but I didn't expect that the first time it saw blood would be the blood of its master.

The sharp sword penetrated his belly, and the pain spread throughout his internal organs.

Beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead, and he cut his belly to commit suicide. This seemingly glorious method actually caused people to endure tremendous torture.

When a kid has a caesarean section, there is usually someone standing next to him.

When the person who commits suicide does not hit the vital point and is struggling in pain, another person can lift the knife and help him relieve the pain.

The little Japanese artillery commander was a ruthless man. He didn't stab the vital part, but he actually pulled it out and stabbed himself again.

The other little Japanese officers were waiting outside. They also knew what their commander was doing, but no one stopped him.

Because their commander is dead, they can take on all the responsibilities.

After the investigators arrive, they will no longer care about a dead man. Others can put all the blame on the dead man.

After there was no sound in the tent, the Japanese officers entered the tent to check the situation.

As soon as the blood stains emanated a fishy smell, the Japanese soldiers carried the body out of the tent.

But the matter was not over. The deputy commander of the Japanese artillery took over all the work.

In order to show that the artillery unit against them was still doing its duty, he immediately organized a force to search for those who had escaped from their camp.

Although the Japanese artillery troops did not know who attacked them, how many there were, what their equipment was, where they came from, and where they were going, they still had to do it.

On the front line, after dawn, the Japanese army did not launch an attack.

First, there were a large number of casualties in the Japanese camp, and wounded people were constantly being found from a collapsed tent.

Second, the Japanese artillery also changed commanders.

But Lu Zheng and others were not happy because the Japanese army did not launch an attack, because last night, 106 Chinese people died in the Japanese shelling.

"Captain, please, don't go. There must be a reason why the Japanese army can accurately bombard this area."

After dawn, Lu Zheng insisted on going to the scene to take a look.

When the Japanese shelled the city last night, he already knew the result.

The guards tried their best to stop Lu Zheng. They did not want Lu Zheng to put himself in danger.

If the Japanese army launches another artillery attack and Lu Zheng is injured or killed, the morale of the frontline troops will be unstable.

"Stop talking nonsense, more than a hundred ordinary people died there, why can't I go?" Lu Zheng angrily scolded the guards.

Seeing that they could not stop Lu Zheng, the guards quickly asked Cao Xinghua for help: "Captain Cao, please help us to persuade our regiment commander."

Cao Xinghua didn't say a word.

Although there were no innocent people during the war, the blood debt of more than a hundred people was indeed caused by them.

The status of the people in the hearts of the Eighth Route Army is self -evident.

Who is the troops in the first army division?

"Lao Cao, if I was killed by the little devil, the brothers on the front line gave it to you." Lu Zheng said solemnly.

On the mountain road, there is a scorched trace of the surrounding area.

On the dark scorched soil, there is a piece of red, and it is scattered with blood stained with blood.

The soldiers are already collecting corpses.

Looking at the incomplete corpses, Lu Zheng's eyes flushed, and there was no tear.

"The head of the group, the shell is concentrated around the mountain road, it seems that the little devil's cannon has long eyes."

The experienced reconnaissance of the experienced roads, looking at all the surrounding places, the shells were very accurate, just as the Japanese army labeled the coordinates in advance.

"I am not curious about it around this around this. Why is the Japanese who know that there is a transport team at this point at this time?"

The location can be coincidental, because the location does not run away with the legs, but the time is too coincidental?

The time of the shelling is very accurate, and even the people in transportation may not be able to take the time so accurately.

"I see!"

The reconnaissance leader immediately understood what Lu Zheng meant, and immediately ordered a search for the surrounding.

"Remember, after discovering the situation, you must not fight the snake, and arrange the latent outpost in the nearby nearby, and catch them alive, I want them to die as if they die." Lu Zheng ordered.

Lu Zheng was not sure if there were really Japanese troops scouting in.

But the location and time are so accurate, it is just someone staring at nearby, and then the Japanese army cannon support.

The place where the shelling is on the back, the Japanese camps can't see this position at all. As for a possibility, the Japanese army sneaked in.

"Leader, how did they sneak in?" A soldier asked.

The surroundings are tight and honest, there are posts and patrols around the position.

"Only by grabbing them can I know how they sneaked in."

Lu Zheng also wanted to figure out how the other party arrived here.

It can be said that under Lu Zheng's eyelids, it is very close to Lu Zheng's headquarters.

After all corpses were finished, Lu Zheng returned to his headquarters.

"The Japanese camp of the Japanese army was also shelled yesterday. This morning, our observer found that the Japanese camp was withdrawn two miles to build a new camp.

After the shelling was shot last night, the Japanese front line of the headquarters withdrew later.

The reason for the withdrawal is also very simple. They are afraid that their artillery will be sick again, and they will give them a few shells on their heads.

In fact, there were not many soldiers killed last night, but the injured soldiers and officers were as high as 600.

Yesterday night, the Japanese tents were squeezing in the tent. When the shell strikes, the Japanese army did not know.

A shell explosion can make the Japanese army hurt.

The shell stopped for about half a minute, so that when the Japanese army thought it was okay, it suddenly bombed, causing the little devil to cause casualties.

Overnight, the casualties of more than a thousand people made the Japanese front line commander numb.

After dawn, he was afraid that the Huaxia army would suddenly attack. After the rescue of most wounded yesterday night, the Japanese commander decisively ordered and retreated to follow.

"Isn't it our artillery?" Lu Zheng was a bit low.
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