When the two Japanese soldiers saw that their companions had been cut off one leg, they did not stop the attack, but instead became even more fierce. They knew that the man in front of them was not an ordinary opponent.

However, Zhao Zhiguo did not give the two people any time to think. The speed was so fast that the two Japanese were dumbfounded. The big sword kept slashing. Although the Japanese were numerous, they were forced to retreat and defend by Zhao Zhiguo.

The Japanese said something again, as if they were discussing countermeasures.

Zhao Zhiguo slashed his sword again, and the Japanese blocked his attack again. Zhao Zhiguo smiled slightly at the Japanese, and elbowed him to hit the Japanese's chin, dislocated on the spot and fainted.

"Little bastard, you are next!" Zhao Zhiguo turned around and pointed his sword at the last Japanese devil.

Before Zhao Zhiguo could do anything, a gunshot was heard, and the Japanese in front of him widened their eyes, slowly lowered their heads to look at the big hole in their chest, and finally fell to the ground with a "thump".

"This gun is not bad!" Dianhou stood not far away, holding a turtle box in his hand, and the muzzle was still blushing. "I just found it from a Japanese squad leader, and I want to try the power."

Zhao Zhiguo glanced at Dianhou, threw the big knife to the ground angrily, walked over, and resisted the urge to punch Dianhou: "It is best not to shoot when your own people are in front, you idiot."

Dianhou was a little confused: "But I just helped you."

"What if the bullet penetrated the Japanese's body?" Zhao Zhiguo's anger was not gone.

The bullet penetrated the Japanese's body, and the result can be imagined that the next second the Japanese fell would be Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo didn't say anything more, but walked over to the Japanese devil who had just been dislocated by himself. The pain of the dislocated made him faint.

"I'll find a way to wake him up and send him to the regiment headquarters. Maybe it's useful to us." Zhao Zhiguo looked at the Japanese devils who were already like dead pigs.

"How happy is this little boy to give him a knife!"

After experiencing this battle, no one will be kind to the Japanese, even if they no longer have any threats and become prisoners.

"If the war is just for the sake of happiness, the problem will be solved. The regiment headquarters may be able to ask about some information from the Japanese!"

"Are you sure he can still speak?" Dian Hou looked at the corner of the Japanese's mouth still bleeding, expressing suspicion.

The hand-to-hand battle on the position has ended, one platoon leader was killed, and five people were still on the other platoon and the wounded.

The battle just ended, and the troops sent by the regiment commander to support arrived, which was only half a platoon. This was the only troops that the regiment headquarters could draw, but there was also a machine gun.

"My mission has been completed, and the position has been handed over to you. This is what a row of brothers earned for their lives."

After Zhao Zhiguo introduced himself, he added a sentence, and the tragic level of the position was really close to Zhao Zhiguo's psychological endurance.

Of course, Zhao Zhiguo has participated in countless battles before, but those were small-scale armed conflicts, and the two sides only had dozens of people in total. In this battle, a charge of the Japanese army could cause hundreds of casualties. In a day, there were only a few hundred people left in a full regiment!

The new second lieutenant who came to take over the defense looked serious. When he received the order, he knew very well that their regiment had reached its last moment.

If reinforcements are not yet at the position tonight, the Japanese will be able to defeat their regiment with one charge tomorrow morning and seize the positions in their hands.

The second lieutenant knew that this could not tell Zhao Zhiguo. Once such news spread, soldiers would definitely escape while the moon was dark and windy. As soon as he opened his eyes tomorrow morning, he would be the only commander left on the position.

"Your company commander was killed," the second lieutenant brought bad news and an order, "Zhao Ziming will serve as the company commander! Before dinner, all company commanders went to the regiment headquarters to hold a combat meeting."

"I will bring the news, sir!" Zhao Zhiguo was in a heavy mood.

Back at the second row of positions, Zhao Ziming saw that Zhao Zhiguo was safe and sound, and couldn't help but step forward and give him a hug, wishing he could kiss him.

"Stop! Stop! You old glass, I am a great young man in the 21st century, not a Brokeback Mountain!" Zhao Zhiguo saw that Zhao Ziming was about to kiss him, so he quickly pushed him away.

"What are you talking nonsense?" Zhao Ziming listened to Zhao Zhiguo's messy words, and was confused.

Zhao Zhiguo sat on the ground, leaning against the trench, and raised his head to tell Zhao Ziming the latest orders from the regiment headquarters.

The sun had already set and the sky had not completely darkened. Zhao Zhiguo looked up at the sky, thinking about everything that happened today.

Dianhou came over at some point and sat next to Zhao Zhiguo: "Thank you for a long time, I have lived another day..."

Zhao Zhiguo didn't make any sense of Dianhou, but couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he was really dead in the world at that time?

Dianhou talked to himself for a long time, and Zhao Zhiguo just raised his head and looked at the sky without responding: "What are you looking at?"

Looking along Zhao Zhiguo's gaze, only the last blood-red sunset reflected the pale sky.

"I see if there is a time and space tunnel in the sky!" Zhao Zhiguo was unwilling to die just like this, and he even came to such a bad world.

"What is the time tunnel?" Monk Dianhouzhang Er was confused, "You have a rest, I'll go find something to eat."

After fighting for a day, my stomach was already roaring. Seeing that the Japanese were eating and drinking hot and spicy food not far away, they could not be hungry on the position. There would be a fierce battle tomorrow.

Dianhou was about to leave, but Zhao Zhiguo grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" Dianhou didn't understand what it meant.

"Wait a little longer, I'll figure it out."

Obviously there is no such thing as the time and space tunnel. Today is not a thunder and rainy day. If there is a lightning strike, there may be a chance.

Since there was nothing in these two things, Zhao Zhiguo also figured it out. Since he came, he would be at ease. Maybe God deliberately arranged for him to come here for a walk.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Zhiguo decided to solve the current dilemma first. Zhao Zhiguo knew better than anyone else. He started with a dog, at least Zhao Zhiguo still had a gun at the beginning. Although he was not very accurate in shooting, he had to find a way to survive first.

"Do we have no reinforcements?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Dianhou.

Dianhou looked around sneakily, and after confirming that no one was listening to their conversation, he whispered: "Our master came here to make up the holes for Zhang Xiaoliuzi. Do you think our superiors will work hard to wipe their Zhang family's butts?"

Of course, these are Dian Hou's guesses. When the warlords fought in a melee, who had never beaten up? Who had never been beaten up?

Zhao Zhiguo was not interested in the intrigue between the warlords. When the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, the officials were probably more anxious than the soldiers.

"Tell me something practical." Zhao Zhiguo came for the first time and wanted to learn about the actual situation of their regiment and even their division.
Chapter completed!