The horizontal ridges are not high.

Perhaps the mountain wind is not strong enough and the wildfires are not spreading very quickly.

A fire burned the soldiers who had their bodies burned down in the grass near the north.

His eyes kept changing, sometimes surprised, sometimes full of hatred, looking north in the thatched grass.

The battalion commander won the victory and soon began to walk west along the ridge.

When they left, they might have discovered the wildfire on their side and saluted them from the air...

Not long after.

A large number of Japanese soldiers rushed to the northern ridge and began to follow the battalion commander and others.

In the valley.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers formed a group, three of them lay on stretchers!

It seems that I fought with the Japanese just now, and at least three Japanese were seriously injured!

The two of them were sitting on the ground, probably suffering minor injuries.

The one who was struggling on the stretcher must be the Japanese medical nurses...

The remaining six or seven were guarding their ridge with guns.

I felt a little regretful. I wasted the body of a comrade-in-arms in an impulse just now, and not only wasted five bullets, but I also exposed myself!

Suddenly, another group of Japanese soldiers rushed to the east of the valley, and the soldiers quickly shrank their heads.

The group of Japanese soldiers stopped for a while and then continued to hurried westward.

After counting carefully, there must be sixty or seventy.

After a while, the more than ten Japanese devils in the valley remained there.

It seems that except for the few lying down, the other Japanese seem to have changed?

He couldn't see clearly, he just guessed based on his feelings, because the two Japanese who had been sitting on the ground with bandages on his arms had disappeared!

It should have been with the brigade, and the medical staff continued to be busy...

I have experienced the fact that I have been disbanded and found the original troops before. Now I can’t chase the battalion commander and others, so I have to wait.

This time, only I am left, and all the brothers in the class were dead.

Damn the devil!

The dirty face in the mountain wind couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Trying to suppress the crying sound.

I knew that even if the Japanese could cry, they wouldn't hear it.

Tears continued to flow down her dirty face and rushed out of two ravines.

The eyes were red.

He resisted the urge to rush down the mountain to fight desperately for the Japanese.

I have to kill ten more Japanese devils to avenge my brothers, uh... I have to let my brothers kill one, right?

Then kill ten more...

Twenty kills...

Be sure to remember this number...

Then from today on, I will change my name and then call it... Twenty!

No, I am not dead yet, should I just kill one?

Yes, let's just call Twenty-one...

Isn’t there a surname called “Five”?

My surname will be "Er" from now on...

My mind was thinking randomly, the glandin slowly faded away, and the blood-red eyes slowly turned light red.

A feeling of powerlessness came, and his hands and feet seemed to be shaking...

He pulled out the kettle and took a sip into his mouth, and his mood gradually calmed down.

One person deals with six Japanese soldiers carrying wounded men, and one medical soldier...

It doesn't seem difficult...

Unfortunately, all the grenades were used up, otherwise, I would just fry the ten bastards under me in the dark...

Complete half of the goal first...

After crazy thoughts arise in my heart, they are out of control.

In the past, when one platoon saw the Japanese squad, he thought it was slow to go out.

This person suddenly seemed to have changed.

If you want to say something has changed, maybe it is because... I was not afraid of death suddenly...

Maybe there are ten brothers staring at them in the sky!

If you don’t bless me, it’s no wonder that the devils can’t be killed!

If I only kill one, I have to count myself...

Thinking of this in my heart, this man began to buckle and touched eastward along the ridge of the high bushes near the heights.

You can't do it if you don't leave, the wildfire is coming...

The idea of ​​twenty-one is very simple.

Since there are Japanese people coming from the east, Japanese people will probably carry the wounded to the east!

As for the battlefield situation, he doesn't understand it anyway.

Besides, the staff members will not talk to their soldiers if they discuss things with their superiors.

You just need to obey the orders.

I've long been used to obeying orders.

Now I suddenly have to work alone, and the world suddenly seems to have opened a new door for him.

The world inside the gate is completely different.

Some people are not used to no one giving orders to themselves...

I'm not used to no one getting fucked with me...

Not used to asking someone to discuss something.

Suddenly I thought of another question: Have I become a deserter?

No, after killing these Japanese, you have to go to the shelter of the defeated soldiers!

Then they said they were broken up by the Japanese, and they would send themselves to find the battalion commander. I must be called a hero, not a deserter?

It’s useless to think too much, so it’s better to follow the previous training method to see if there is a chance to kill two Japanese first...

During training, the company commander said that if it is difficult to complete the goal, then complete a small goal first.

The Japanese under the hillside finally carried the wounded soldiers on the road, and the direction was really fucking to the east...

I looked up and looked at the sky. It was still early to drive, so the bullets were no problem.

The key is that the other party has seven Japanese who can move...

Blood surged into my head, why did you hit the stone with eggs? I have many enemies... I don't understand...

...

The Japanese fighter plane left.

He ignored Lieutenant Okawa's order to expand the bombing range.

The pilot believes that the elites in the advance team are definitely cowards.

Because the plane had swept back and forth three times with machine guns on the ridge.

After the bomb was dropped, the thatched bushes on the ridge began to burn and spread, which proved that there was no one on it!

Most of the Eighth Route Army has hidden in the mouse hole. The plane can fly, but it does not mean that it can drill holes.

Besides, if you ask for a lieutenant in the advance team, you can still give you some face...

Also give orders to yourself!

The elites on earth... can compare with the elites in heaven?

It was a toad on the ground that shamelessly humiliated the arrogant swan.

Prism position.
To be continued...