The first to notice the arrival of reinforcements were hundreds of wounded soldiers at the rear of the position. They had already made up their minds to die, with bayonets pressed to their chests and grenade strings stretched straight.

Suddenly, a blood-red military flag appeared in his sight, and behind the military flag were densely packed figures.

"The Thirty-ninth Army Corps...the First Guards Division..."

The literate soldiers murmured the words on the military flag. Although they had never heard of the name of the 1st Guards Division, the 39th Legion was familiar with it.

"Reinforcements...reinforcements are coming..."

The bayonet fell to the ground, and the wounded soldier's eyes were full of joy at having survived the disaster.

An Ziliang and his brothers from the reconnaissance battalion ran nearly two kilometers to the position to support them. When he saw the movements of the wounded soldiers' hands, he already had a guess about the situation at Yi'an's position.

"Huhuhu..."

The soldiers hunched over and gasped for air. The 2-kilometer run consumed a lot of their energy.

There were sounds of clashing weapons and screams of death coming from the front. An Ziliang straightened his body and looked at the hand-to-hand battlefield. He saw that the two sides had completely become one, and the Japanese army was gradually gaining the upper hand.

He took a few deep breaths and ordered loudly:

"The second company went to the right, and the third company went to the left to guard against Japanese reinforcements!

One after another! Come with me!"

"kill!!!"

The soldiers had only recovered about 60% of their physical strength, but they still shouted without hesitation after hearing the order.

The densely packed figures were divided into three queues, running in different directions like three arrows.

The blood-red military flag waved vigorously a few times in the bloody sunset, and then struck straight into the battlefield like a giant axe.

"Remember the movements during training! Work in groups of three! Don't act recklessly!"

The first company commander was worried about the recruits under his command, and gave instructions while running.

Li Kang felt that his mouth was dry and bitter. He followed the company commander, his steps moving mechanically, and his heart was very confused.

The closer you get to the hand-to-hand battlefield, the stronger the smell of blood becomes. All you can see are broken limbs and broken arms, and it seems like you can't hear any other sounds except screams in your ears.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and both sides fighting saw the sudden appearance of the troops.

"Brothers! Reinforcements are here! Kill the Japanese!"

Li Kang followed the sound and looked over, only to see a bloody figure on the battlefield holding a broadsword high, sometimes slashing, sometimes sideways, with agile movements and vigorous movements. He was surrounded by at least three little Japs in yellow military uniforms, but

No one could get close, but they were forced to retreat continuously.

Such a scene made Li Kang's nervous mood ease a little. He suddenly thought of Zhao Zilong, who was in and out three times. The man was determined to protect his family and country. He tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand, and his eyes and body no longer hesitated.

Surrounded by comrades who eat, live, and train with him, the depressed mood and state of mind after the plane bombing are slowly being replaced by the belief in protecting the homeland and the country! In my dream, I don’t know how many times I have killed Japanese soldiers and made meritorious deeds in a hail of bullets.

Now the opportunity was right in front of them. The young soldiers were so excited that they couldn't help shouting the words they had shouted thousands of times:

"kill!"

The three-edged spurs flashed with cold light, and the 200 brothers in a company were like 200 wolf cubs hunting for the first time. The spurs were their fangs, and they were already eager to drink blood.

"Puff puff puff..."

An Ziliang rushed to the front, followed by the company and platoon commander. They used their actions to summon the wolf cubs following behind.

"puff!"

The structure and workmanship of the military spurs destined it to easily penetrate the enemy's body. It was a little Jaap who was fighting with his friendly brothers. Li Kang kept the training standards in mind, put his right leg forward, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and protruded the military spurs.

The military spur was completely immersed in the enemy's body, and the flesh-penetrating feeling transmitted through the rifle barrel made Li Kang feel a little strange. The resistance transmitted to his hand was very light, as if he was cutting a piece of white and tender tofu with a knife.

"Poof! Poof!"

The two soldiers in the squad pierced the Japs into the Japs' bodies from two other directions.

Their expressions paused for a moment, and they probably felt what Li Kang felt before.

The three of them looked at each other and at the same time pulled out the thorn from the enemy's body. Blood spurted out from the three blood holes at the same time. It was not much different from the pig and goat blood they had seen during training.

"Ugh!"

The Japanese soldier only had time to let out a muffled groan before his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Qiang!"

The friendly brother he was fighting with just now waved his sword, and a huge head flew high into the air, spinning several times in the air before falling to the muddy ground full of blood.

Some of the blood spurted from the artery splashed onto Li Kang's face, feeling a little warm and a little sticky.

"Thank you, brother! Let's drink together after this battle!"

The friendly brothers changed the posture of holding the sword, nodded to Li Kang and the others, and then rushed to the next enemy.

After killing someone for the first time, the young soldiers felt neither fear nor nausea, but extreme excitement.

They are the same as military thorns, flesh and blood will only make them stronger and sharper!

Wolf cubs are born to eat meat!

"kill!"

Li Kang and the other three roared at the same time, killing the next prey.

…

Kokubo had clearly seen the words on the military flag, and he shivered all over.

"Thirty-ninth Legion! Jiangdong!"

The word "retreat" was already on his lips, but Kokubo couldn't shout it out.

The men and horses on both sides were at war with each other. Calling out the word "retreat" at this time would only scatter the remaining fighting spirit in the hearts of the warriors.

Kokubo glanced behind him. More than 20,000 people from the 41st Division were in that direction. His own brigade alone could no longer capture the position in front of him. He was counting on reinforcements.

"Your Excellency Captain...ah..."

The communications soldier at the brigade headquarters reached out to the brigade captain for help before he died!

Kokubo turned around and saw three bright military spikes piercing the chest of the communication soldier. Behind him were three young Chinese soldiers. One of them was extremely tall. Kokubo had to raise his neck to see the other's chin.

"Bah!"

The bayonet was withdrawn by the Chinese, and the three holes in the chest of the signal soldier began to bleed crazily. The blood flow was so fast that Kokubo was shocked.

Even if he didn't hit a vital point, he would be rescued immediately. With this rate of blood loss, the signal soldier wouldn't be able to save him.

Koto has developed a new weapon! Kokubo's heart was slowly filled with panic.

"The warriors of the Japanese Empire will fight to the death and never retreat!"

He roared to cheer himself up, and then assumed a dueling stance.

"kill!"

The Chinese soldiers in front of him also roared at the same time, stabbing him with bayonets from three directions: left, center and right.

Kokubo narrowed his eyes slightly. As an experienced killer on the battlefield, he could already see the opponent's intention before he made any move.

There were a few soft clang sounds, and the bayonet was blocked by him. Taking advantage of the deformed tactical movements of the Chinese soldiers, Kokubo found an opening and swung the saber down hard.

"Whoa!"

A young soldier was hit in the arm by a saber. The sharp saber easily cut through the uniform and cut through the flesh.

"Ah!" The soldier screamed.

When Li Kang heard the sound, he turned around and saw that half of his comrade's arm was almost cut off. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the bones were clearly visible.

The officer in front of him was a master. Li Kang nodded to his comrades, telling them to be careful.

The three of them cooperated and launched another attack. This time, it was Kokubo who was injured.

But in the morning, there were fewer and fewer people wearing shit-yellow military uniforms, and Kokubo began to feel anxious.

After repelling three young Chinese soldiers again, he couldn't help but look back at the position of the 41st Division.

The reinforcements he wanted were nowhere to be seen.

Kokubo knew that his regiment had been abandoned by Tanabe Moritake, and he felt sad and determined to die to serve the emperor.

But before going to see Amaterasu, he must recruit more Chinese people to support him.

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly found that his body had left the ground and came to a perspective he had never seen before.

If Kokubo was thoughtful, he would definitely complain,

"So this is the viewing angle of 1.9 meters, haha..."

Li Kang picked up Kokubo, who was only 1.6 meters tall, with one hand and tightly held the latter's right hand holding the knife with his other hand.

Kokubo kept struggling in mid-air, like a chicken caught by an eagle.

"Click! Click!"

After two soft sounds, the Nakasa saber in Kokubo's hand fell to the ground. His palm turned back 90 degrees, and the bones at his wrist pierced the skin and came out reluctantly.
To be continued...