Dong Limao roared angrily, like a wild wolf, holding a submachine gun and pounced on the Japanese army on the hillside. In addition to the two machine guns, the other soldiers also rushed down to the Japanese army.

Elizabeth Terry stood behind the tree roots, and was shocked to see Dong Limao and the others pushing the Japanese army back step by step.

At this moment, Zhang Dali rushed to the top of the hill with his machine gun squad. He shouted at the top of the hill: "Company Commander! Come back quickly!"

When Dong Limao heard Zhang Dali's shouting behind him, he seemed to wake up from his psychedelic state, and immediately stopped and shouted to the soldiers on both sides: "Retreat for me! Don't rush down any more!"

Under the cover of Zhang Dali's machine gun squad, Dong Limao and his brothers who almost rushed to the hillside all retreated. The Japanese devils were afraid that the machine guns on the top of the hill were too strong and did not dare to fight back.

"Company Commander, you and your brothers retreat first, and leave it to me." Zhang Dali said.

"No, let's go together and retreat in a staircase!" Dong Limao said, walking to Zhu Yongsheng's body, picked up Zhu Yongsheng's body with his body temperature with both hands, and looked at Elizabeth Terry: "Follow me!" He walked quickly outside the woods.

Elizabeth Terry followed closely behind Dong Limao, and a squad of soldiers also retreated, followed by another squad, and finally Zhang Dali and his machine gun squad, three squads, using the squad as combat units, using the squad as usual to cover the retreat according to the usual training staircases and retreated while fighting back, one staircases and the other staircases to retreat out of the woods, orderly and cooperates very well. This is a retreat formation that is usually trained.

After walking out of the woods, a squad led by Gou Hao was responsible for blocking the attack, and everyone in the woods evacuated towards the British defense line.

Wang Jiagui finally saw Dong Limao holding Zhu Yongsheng's body and retreating from the woods. He saw that Zhu Yongsheng had lost his breath in Dong Limao's arms. Two tears fell on his eyes. Then he pointed the gun at a Japanese leader who was chasing Dong Limao and the others, and shot his head through with one shot. The other snipers seemed to understand what they should do at this time. He shot one after another, knocking down the Japanese devils chasing the front.

After Dong Limao and others retreated from the woods, Gou Hao and his friends did not fight and began to retreat one by one. He waved to the position where Wang Jiagui and others were, meaning that they would also start retreating.

Wang Jiagui knocked down two more Japanese troops, then he lifted his gun and ran downstairs.

The two machine gun squads that were attacking the Japanese army head-on were also slowly retreating to the British defensive positions. Zhao Yong and the two squads he led also retreated into the defense line, and the British army was responsible for the task of blocking the Japanese attack.

Originally, Dong Limao said that the rescue mission would be completed within half an hour, but it took more than 40 minutes to evacuate safely due to an accident in the hills and woods. Fortunately, except for Zhu Yongsheng, only a dozen soldiers were injured, which did not cause much combat reduction to the spy company.

Dong Limao kept holding Zhu Yongsheng's body covered with wounds and walked back to the temporary base of the spy company with heavy steps.

When Hu San saw Zhu Yongsheng in Dong Limao's arms, his feet softened, he pulled off the military cap from his head, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "Platform Commander Zhu..." The brothers of the Yuan Jiu Company did not change their words after Zhu Yongsheng served as the deputy company commander of the spy company, and always called Zhu Yongsheng the platoon commander Zhu.

"Brother, brothers are all back. Don't worry now? Let's go with peace of mind, I will avenge you!" Dong Limao muttered, put Zhu Yongsheng on the table where he was supposed to eat, and wiped his face down on Zhu Yongsheng's still open eyes, closing his eyelids.

The soldiers of the spy company they possessed were surrounded by Zhu Yongsheng's body, lowered their heads, took off the helmet from their heads, and observed a moment of silence for him.

The journalists who were rescued from the church by the spy company were busy recording all this with their cameras. Elizabeth Terry also silently pressed the shutter while silently. A Chinese soldier died in battle for international journalists and missionaries. This is a big news in itself. She wants to tell her compatriots and anti-fascists around the world. Her eyes were blurred with tears, but the camera lens clearly captured precious shots one by one.

Several missionaries were crossing their chests, and a priest walked to Zhu Yongsheng's body with the Bible in his hand, making a diversion for him. Then all the Christians, including some Christian journalists, sang chants to attend the funeral of the Chinese soldier who died for them.

Zhu Yongsheng's sacrifice made everyone lose their appetite. Although Pan Guangzu and Hu San prepared a sumptuous lunch, no soldier could eat it. Dong Limao buried Zhu Yongsheng on the spot with his own hands.

In the afternoon, an adjutant and an interpreter from the British Military Division found Dong Limao.

"The division commander thanks you very much for rescuing everyone from the church. He has sent a telephone to General Du Yuming and expressed his appreciation for your heroic behavior. At the same time, with the consent of General Du Yuming, after the breakout starts tonight, you will be responsible for the safe transfer of journalists and missionaries. After breaking through, please escort these people to the Fifth Army's garrison."

After hearing the translator's words, Dong Limao asked in confusion: "Why should we go to the garrison of the Five Army? They should be sent directly to the China-Myanmar border to be safe. Otherwise, in a few days, the Japanese army will cut off the retreat of the expeditionary army, but at that time, the Five Army itself will not be able to protect themselves, so how can they ensure the safety of these people!"

The translator told the British adjutant what he said inside.

"How is this possible? The Japanese army wants to cut off the retreat route of the expeditionary force, unless it descends from the sky, how could they cross the primeval forest more than 1,000 kilometers of the Thai-Myanmar border to reach the rear of the expeditionary force! This is absolutely impossible!" The British adjutant would not believe Dong Limao's words.

"Hmph! A group of incompetent guys talking about war on paper! If the Japanese were in a hurry, how could your well-equipped British First Division besieged here by the Japanese army?" Dong Limao glared at the British Adjutant.

The translation was a little embarrassed, and I didn't know whether to translate Dong Limao's words to the adjutant.

"What did he just say?" the British adjutant asked the translator.

"Oh, he said he was willing to accept the orders of the division headquarters." The translator replied perfunctorily.

After the adjutant and the translator left, Pan Guangzu walked forward and whispered: "Company Commander, I just made a preliminary statistics and our ammunition has been consumed almost the same. What should I do?"

Dong Limao looked at Pan Guangzu and smiled: "You are a military officer, so there must be a way, right? We not only need to replenish ammunition, but also a few military vehicles. It is best to get a few chariots from the British chariot battalion. In that way, even without the new 38th Division, we can break out of the encirclement by ourselves."

"This... this is the British army, not the national army. Do you want me to rob it?" Pan Guangzu said in embarrassment.

"I said fat man, you, a military officer, are not a waste. You are responsible for the food, clothing and use of about a hundred people. Let's play the role of your fat head. I don't care whether you rob or steal, what I want is ammunition and military vehicles!" Dong Limao patted Pan Guangzu on the back of his head and said.

"Steal?" Pan Guangzu touched the back of his head, as if inspired by what Dong Limao said: "Haha... I know what to do. Company Commander, just wait. I'll guarantee you get the equipment you need, but you have to give me a few people."

"Also, don't forget to get some British canned food or something like that." Dong Limao gave a last reminder.
Chapter completed!