Chapter 534

"Okay! Blow up the charge!"

"Hit louder, you can hear the charge before you die, it's worth your life!"

"Brother, blow hard! I feel even more motivated when I listen to the charge!"

The soldiers who were still fighting for life and death were still in danger and still did not lack optimism. Screams of approval came from various combat areas.

"Brother, it's up to you!" The POW officer silently said to himself at his copper military horn tied with red silk, raised his military horn high, and headed towards the sky, sinking his energy into the Dantian, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Beep tick beep tick beep...

"kill......"

The soldiers of the 12th District Team, who were completely ignited for fighting, burst out with tsunami-like shouts. The crowded Anxi Brigade was caught off guard by the soldiers of the four companies of the 12th District Team, and the casualties increased dramatically.

"Baga! You idiots, hurry up and pick out the intestines of the eighth route!" The sergeants who were supervising the battle shouted in anger and scolded the Japanese soldiers. Unexpectedly, the fat meat that had already entered their mouths could even produce a few bones and break their teeth.

In the command post of the Japanese military brigade, Colonel Anxi had free time to pose tea ceremony, slid teapots and boiling water, and occasionally played a few tricks, looking confident in the overall situation. A small district team faced the destructive attack of the Imperial Army, and was destined to be destroyed in a blink of an eye.

Hearing the sound of charge from the front, Colonel Anxi smiled indifferently. Why do these eighth-way gangs still blew the charge when they died? Just blow it, and it's almost done. Let these poor guys blow enough.

Colonel Anxi treated the charge of the 12th District Team as a dying struggle. However, when the charge was blown, Duan Cheng couldn't help but tremble. For him, who had grown up in the third regiment, what does this charge mean to the 12th District Team? Thinking of Wang Bao, Li Wei, and Chen Jiayao, those whom he was once familiar with, his heart trembled slightly. Will they really become their eternal memories?!

"Duan Sang! Just watch with confidence. I will definitely take charge of your father's grudge." An Xi smiled evilly, and when he was excited, he also howled several tunes of mourning his opponents at the top of his voice. At least these Eighth Route Army did not escape like a group of timid rabbits, and were considered qualified opponents.

"Thank you, Lord Anxi!" Duan Cheng silently shrank in the shadows in the command post without any emotion. After his father Duan Guishan died, he did not choose to leave with the spies. Colonel Anxi didn't care. If you want to stay, stay. Appreciate the heroic fighting posture of all the soldiers of the Anxi Brigade, which can be regarded as promoting his bright achievements.

"Li Wei..." Seeing the active figure on the position of the 12th District Team in front, sometimes breaking a bloody road among the Japanese soldiers, and sometimes disappearing and fighting disappeared into the spots between the soldiers on both sides. Li Wei's sudden appearance and igniting Duan Cheng's heart, and he murmured in a low voice.

Duan Cheng clenched his fists tightly, not realizing that his fingernails had pierced his palms. Drops of red blood dripped down the tiger's mouth. However, he didn't care at all. His mood was complicated, and he didn't know what it felt like than knocking over the Five Flavors Bottle. The tingling pain in his palms was not even as good as the pain in his heart.

Inspired by the loud charge, the four company soldiers of the 12th District Team forgot to be trapped in a siege, had run out of ammunition and food, and had physical and mental exhaustion. They burst out with countless miraculous potentials. They fought with the Japanese soldiers with the shouts of killing, killed one to protect their capital, and made two to make one. Now is the time to make a big profit. Without any retreat, no one has the idea of ​​retreating, and they regard death as if they were home until the last moment of their lives.

"Player! Very good! I will definitely ask for me for you when I look back!" Li Wei said in his heart again: "If you can go back alive!"

Li Wei created a large number of killings among the enemy group. Wherever he killed the demons, all the demons were killed, and no one was spared.

Beep tick beep tick beep...

Under the cover of his comrades, the horn officer seemed to be blowing with his life, high-pitched, exciting, and excited charges were resounding throughout the sky, encouraging the soldiers' inexhaustible fighting spirit.

"The blood is boiling!" Li Wei's heart sublimated with the charge. I am afraid that only in this place of life and death, with the soul and life, can there be such momentum, as if countless charges are blowing together.

Uh! Countless charge trumpets?! How many charge trumpets are there in the 12th District Team?! Is it an illusion?! Li Wei suddenly felt something strange. After confirming that he was not old enough to not even hear the charge trumpet clearly, he heard it very clearly. Not only was there a combat trumpet sounding, but in the distance, on the east side of the battlefield, it seemed that there was a charge trumpet sounding, getting closer and clearer!

ding ding ding ding ding... ding ding ding ding... ding ding ding ding...

"Weizi! Listen!" Kang Yang, the blood-covered company commander, dragged the nearly half-dead 38 guns from the enemy group.

"Yes, yes..." Li Wei shivered his lips, unable to say anything in a hurry.

More and more soldiers noticed the abnormality, and the zombie commander of the 12th District Team also heard the high-pitched charge echoing in the distance. No, this was by no means an echo. He unconsciously put down the military call, but the charge did not stop because of him, but became closer and louder!

Li Wei was still not sure what this meant! However, the battlefield responded to this. The soldiers on both sides who were fighting slowly, as if they heard an unusual sound from afar.

It was like the muffled thunder rolling in the sky, and more than a dozen small dots came from a distance with whistling sounds.

A group of dazzling fireballs suddenly burst out from the Japanese soldiers in front of the 12th District Team's position. Even heavy rain could not make the fireballs lose their color. It was like a naughty child throwing firecrackers into the ants. The Japanese soldiers fired by the shock waves were thrown around like broken dolls, and shrapnel brought bloody flowers around with strange whistles.

"Baga!" Colonel Anxi slapped all the tea sets in front of him and stood up.

The Anxi Brigade was suddenly blinded, and the Japanese soldiers collided like headless flies. The shells that kept flying over seemed to have eyes, and fell down in the place where the Japanese soldiers were the most.

Colonel Anxi is now like a weasel who steals chickens but fails to lose the rice. He is furious and clamoring. The unexpected change makes him beat him up when he sees victory fruit. The plan cannot keep up with the change. The whole brigade presses on the position of the 12th District Team and uses the human sea tactics to annihilate the 12th District Team. However, the sudden shelling makes the tactics of the entire army the best gun target for the opponent. The instant changes on the battlefield can easily turn a winning tactic into a deadly tactic.

At this time, the thunderstorm had been reduced a little, and the dense clouds in the sky began to fade away.

"Kill..." A gray figure caught my eyes from afar, covering the earth from afar, spreading endlessly and quickly. The shouts of killing resounding throughout the sky overwhelmed the battle between the 12th District Team and the Anxi Brigade.

"It's the main force, our division's main force!" Li Wei finally shouted and raised the fighting sting in his hand. "The main force is here to support us! Brothers! Pay me a blood debt and pay me a bloody debt! Now the battle has just begun, kill me..."

It is not just a charge that is blowing, but countless charge that is blowing at the same time.

He can play the loud and loud charge horns like a tide, with such an unstoppable momentum, a surging fighting spirit, and an unstoppable charge formation like a tide. Who else will be there besides the main force of the 11th Division?!

"kill......"

The shouts of killing from the four companies on the position echoed the shouts of killing from the distance. The situation on the battlefield reversed, and the soldiers of the Anxi Brigade immediately became panicked and were at a loss. The Eighth Route Army gradually formed a situation of internal and external cooperation, completely cutting off the Anxi Brigade's fantasy of swallowing the 12th District Team. Even if Colonel Anxi was willing to fight with the 12th District Team to the end, the brigade, which consumed a lot of troops by the 12th District Team, would probably not escape the end of being annihilated by the main force of the Eighth Route Army in the 11th Division. At present, the 12th District Team is not as easy to pinch as imagined.

When the Anxi Brigade wanted to annihilate the 12th District Team to establish its authority for itself, no matter what, he never expected that he had just beaten the young man and had not succeeded, but he was provoked by the old man. Can this old man be touched by a small brigade?!

What's more, this old man was still returning with a great victory in the Shandong battlefield. The main force of the 11th Division was strong at this time, and heroes from all walks of life gathered together. The guerrillas, the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army, the New Fourth Army and the National Army had all kinds of teams, and even if they counted in a few miles, they had more than 10,000 people. The super-organized land was even stronger than the strengthening division. They were all veterans who were killed from the rain of gunfire and bombs. No matter where they were placed, they were a force that should not be underestimated. Even if the Japanese division collided, they had to consider it.

Countless gray military uniforms of the Eighth Route Army were clamoring for the charge and shouting, and they rushed towards the Anxi Brigade like a huge wave, and the Anxi Brigade camp disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!