The Ending Chapter of Dragon Soaring Volume (Part 1)
Standing in the depression, Li Yang stared at Tang Yao's body not far away and said nothing for a long time.
He did not expect that after he had thought clearly and given up revenge, Tang Yao still chose death and used his own life to wash away the evil causes he had sown.
When he was trying to get the file, he never dreamed that a single thought would put him in a desperate situation and ultimately cost him his life.
At this moment, Li Yang suddenly felt empty in his heart. The revenge of the Phoenix Mountain brothers was avenged, but it was not the result he wanted. Instead, it made him feel a little hesitant.
Yan Shuangying walked over from the side, holding a shell gun and asked, "Now that revenge has been avenged, what are your plans."
"I don't know." Li Yang shook his head blankly, and then replied that he really didn't know what he should do now.
Yan Shuangying chuckled, and then looked at him with provocative eyes, "How about it, do you dare to compete with me?"
Li Yang was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What is the competition?"
Yan Shuangying raised his head proudly, pointed the gun in his hand at the fleeing Japanese soldiers, and then said, "Let's see who can kill more Japanese soldiers."
Li Yang didn't speak, but looked Yan Shuangying up and down, and didn't say anything for a while, until Yan Shuangying was a little hairy when he looked at her, and then he burst into laughter, "Aren't you afraid of losing when you compare with me?
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"If you want to beat me, you have to see if you have the skills." Yan Shuangying raised his hand and aimed his shell gun at a fleeing Japanese soldier. Then he heard the sound of a gunshot and the Japanese fell to the ground.
Li Yang snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed the automatic rifle beside him, and rushed out. At the same time, Yan Shuangying also held up the shell gun and rushed towards the Japanese alongside him.
The two people were not too far apart, but Yan Shuangying didn't hear Li Yang say in a low voice that only he could hear, "Thank you."
The two of them killed the fleeing Japs together. Behind them were fifty special forces airborne here, each armed with an automatic rifle. They cooperated according to their respective combat orders and clung to the Japs' buttocks.
, launched a fierce pursuit of the Japanese.
Originally, the Japs wanted to organize a counterattack, but the Hippopotamus II armed transport helicopter hovering overhead was too powerful. Its six Vulcan-type miniguns stared at the Japs below. As soon as the Japs gathered wherever they were, they would immediately attack them.
A hail of bullets swept away and knocked down a large area of the Japanese there.
In this way, several Japanese counterattacks were nipped in the bud, and more and more Japanese were retreating, gradually forming an unstoppable flow of people.
From a high altitude, you will find that the Japanese soldiers on the ground are like a herd of horses. Many of them are retreating along a route. More and more people are being held hostage among them, and they can't help themselves.
began to retreat.
The large-scale brigade headquarters has been moved to a place less than ten kilometers away from the depression. This is a high hill covered with trees. It is very hidden but has a wide view. It is a good place to set up a command post.
Sitting in the brigade headquarters, Dajiatu was staring at the map in front of him, waiting for the results ahead. There, a large group of troops surrounded a small group of troops and was conducting a final encirclement and annihilation.
He had no doubt at all whether he could annihilate them all, because he knew that that brigade was the only brigade under his command with veterans as commanders at all levels, and it was also the strongest combat force under his command.
Moreover, in order to ensure the victory of this encirclement and annihilation battle, the large territory also dispatched four or five brigades along the way to provide support or prepare for reinforcements. The layout was very strict.
However, ten minutes have passed. Since the last time the brigade sent a message that it had surrounded the small team and driven them into the depression, there was suddenly no news, and there is still no news until now.
This sudden silence made Daguotu very uneasy. He even had an unpleasant premonition, as if something beyond his control was about to happen.
After waiting for a while, he finally picked up the phone and dialed the headquarters of the brigade closest to the depression.
Beep beep beep!
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered it. The hand holding the phone began to sweat, and his breathing began to become short.
After hanging up the phone, Da Bantu dialed the number of another brigade, but the result was still the same as before, no one answered the phone.
"Something happened!" Dabantu's heart jumped suddenly, he stood up abruptly, rushed to the door of the tent that served as the temporary headquarters, and looked out.
Within sight, there is a wide and flat wasteland with waist-high grass growing on it. Today, there are traces of the grass being trampled down after the Japanese troops passed by.
On the surface, there seemed to be no abnormality at all, but the big map keenly noticed some abnormalities, that is, the surrounding troops seemed to be much smaller, and they seemed to have moved forward to support the depression.
This situation made him feel more uneasy, so he stood up and walked out of the tent.
Seeing the brigade commander coming out, two Japanese soldiers standing guard outside the tent hurriedly saluted and said, "Hello, brigade commander."
The Osaka regiment nodded to the two soldiers, then took two steps forward, squinted and raised the telescope to look into the distance.
"Well, what's going on?"
Less than a minute after he raised the telescope, he discovered something unusual. Through the telescope, he saw a Japanese soldier emerging from the grass in the distance and seemed to be running towards this direction.
What exactly is going on?
Da Tu raised his telescope again and carefully verified what he had just seen. He found that those soldiers were from his mixed brigade, and should be soldiers from the ninth brigade.
"Assholes, these guys are greedy for life and afraid of death." Dabantu threw his white gloves to the ground in anger, and then shouted, "Shoot them all, shoot them all."
At this time, gunfire could also be heard. It was sparse at first, but as time went by, more and more Japanese soldiers emerged from the grass, and the gunfire became more intensive.
"Gendarmerie, follow me!" The leader of the large-scale mixed brigade was so angry that he was almost like cupping. He shouted to all the gendarmerie, and then led the team to charge towards the retreating Japanese soldiers.
The two sides soon met. Daguitu raised his pistol angrily and fired several shots at the Japanese soldier who was running at the front. The three Japanese soldiers were shot and all fell to the ground.
He waved his hand behind him, and the military policemen lined up in front of the defeated Japanese soldiers. Then he shouted with a cold face, "Which army are you from?"
"Report to the brigade commander, we are from the Ninth Brigade." A Japanese officer who looked like an officer squeezed out from the crowd and said, "The enemy's weapons are too powerful, our captain has been sacrificed, and we have also lost
One-third, so we can only withdraw it.”
"Cowards, you are all a group of cowards." Da Tu's roar echoed in the wasteland, making people feel a little chilly. "Go back immediately, or we will kill you immediately."
The soldiers of the Ninth Brigade were stunned. They did not expect that the brigade commander would be so unreasonable and not give them a chance to survive.
One soldier shouted angrily, "We are not going back, we are going to the back to rest."
Bang——, there was a gunshot, and the veteran fell down, with blood splattering on his chest, and in the hand opposite the big picture, the Browning pistol was smoking.
Da Bantu blew the smoke from his gun, then glanced at the remaining crowd, "Which of you still wants to learn from him?"
This hand shocked everyone present. No one dared to say anything about withdrawing easily, but stood still on the spot.
"If you don't go back yet, fight to the death with the enemy." Daguitu waved the gun in his hand and roared loudly, driving the soldiers of the Ninth Brigade to turn around, as if he was planning to let them return to the battlefield.
Unfortunately, the attention was mainly focused on the other Japanese troops who were constantly withdrawing from the opposite side. The hatred-filled eyes of the soldiers of the 9th Battalion were not seen in the big picture. If eyes could kill, someone would probably have died countless times.
"Go back, all go back." Looking at the more and more retreating people, the whole country was going crazy. He waved his pistol and directed the military police to stop those people.
However, the Japanese soldiers accumulated here now include the remnants of four brigades, ranging from three to four hundred to more than a hundred, and the total number has reached eight hundred.
With so many people, it was impossible for the twenty military police to stop them. They had to retreat step by step. They couldn't stop many people at all.
As they screamed at the top of their lungs, several rifles were secretly raised and then fired from the crowd towards the large territory opposite.
Two bullets penetrated his heart, while another bullet was shot from Daqian's lower back and remained in his body.
Da Tu Tu staggered, and before he could react, the fleeing Japanese soldiers had already broken through the military police's obstruction and rushed towards Da Tu Tu.
"Ah, no-no-no!"
The large figure who fell on the ground had not yet struggled to get up. He stared with horrified eyes at the big feet getting closer and closer, as well as the suede leather shoes on the feet.
I don’t want to die yet, these were Da Tu’s last words before he died, and the next moment he was trampled to death by his own men. After the crowd passed, there was only a bloody arm and half of the arm.
connected bodies.
The brigade leader of an independent mixed brigade was trampled to death. This was really a sensational incident, and it was definitely something that brought shame to the Japanese.
Of course, this was also the first brigade commander to be trampled to death during World War II.
Without a large area to stand there and try their best to stop, those military policemen were naturally unable to stop the flow of people. They were scattered by those people, just like a drop of clear water dropped into the vast ocean, and they were swallowed up in an instant.
The Japanese's flight became more and more chaotic, and their numbers continued to increase.