Zhang Yunfei only paused at them for a few seconds, then turned away and began to prepare his luggage silently.

"Actually, there is no need for you to blame yourself, and don't have any silly thoughts of dying together." Qi Dajiu said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhang Yunfei glanced at him, then picked up the 38 cap that was placed aside, checked the bullets in the chamber again, and installed the 30 bayonet on the rifle.

Seeing him acting like this, Qi Dajiu spoke up again: "You're not really planning to die here, are you?"

"Why do you have such thoughts? I'm not a new recruit." Zhang Yunfei responded casually.

He glanced at the wounded who were preparing to commit suicide, looked at the brothers who were inspecting their equipment and preparing for a last-ditch effort, and looked at every corner of the village, where the bodies of his brothers were lying everywhere.

Currently, all the wounded were lightly wounded. Those who were severely wounded could not withdraw because they were too entangled with the enemy. Most of them fired grenades and died together with the enemy.

In order not to drag down the team, none of them could retreat. Zhang Yunfei's heart was bleeding, but he was not so weak as to choose to fight to the death.

"Then what are you doing like giving your last words? Isn't it stupid?"

"Isn't this just in case? The remaining brothers must get out alive."

The night is not dark enough now, and the Japanese and puppet troops in front of them are not tired enough. The key is that the Japanese and puppet troops in front of them are biting them too tightly, and it is not the best time to break out. If they retreat now, the soldiers around them will have no bunkers.

If they don't have enough cover, they will be beaten into pieces by the Japanese and puppet troops, and most of them will not be able to break out.

But now that they have not broken through, but the surrounding Japanese and puppet troops have been deployed, and they come over again, Zhang Yunfei has no idea how many people they will sacrifice in a new round of enemy attacks.

"By the way, do you regret fighting this battle?" Qi Dajiu asked.

"Regret, why should we regret it? The Japanese and puppet troops opposite us suffered more casualties than us?"

"Don't change the subject, let me ask you a question. Do you regret fighting this battle?"

"A little bit, but it's not really regretful." Zhang Yunfei pondered for a while before replying.

People are all emotional, or can be said to empathize with others, and descriptions from third parties are never as shocking as seeing them with one's own eyes.

No matter how severe the destruction was, no matter how many people were massacred, he had never witnessed it with his own eyes. But now, his brothers fell on the battlefield one by one, and this feeling was very profound.

The flash of regret in his heart was normal, but it was just a thought. From a tactical and strategic point of view, his decision was not wrong.

After the war has been fought to this point, no matter who wins or loses in the end, their strategic mission of preventing the Japanese and puppet troops from mopping up and destroying the base areas has been completed.

After this battle, this mopping up force was completely disabled and had to retreat to rest and recuperate. They must have severely damaged this enemy force.

Zhang Yunfei prepared for the attack of the Japanese and puppet troops, and the Japanese and puppet troops were also preparing to launch the final blow.

His judgment was correct. Miura Yohei was preparing to deliver the final blow to Zhang Yunfei who was trapped in the northwest of the village.

Miura Yohei has put all his effective forces into the village, but it does not mean that he will launch an attack order hastily.

For Miura Yohei, the previous exposure was nothing but exposure. Now that it was getting dark, he was actually so anxious.

The battle during the day made him realize the tenacity of the Eighth Route Army, and he had to make some preparations for the Eighth Route Army's breakout operation.

With the same intentions, he must launch an attack before the eight-pronged breakout occurs, and tightly stick to the opponent so that they have no time to break through calmly.

Along the direction of the ruins, under the order of Miura Yohei, the Japanese and puppet troops launched an attack on the northwest corner of the village.

The first echelon of puppet soldiers was followed by puppet soldiers with flashlights. At this time, the puppet soldiers who were bending forward with guns in hand were ready to curse.

You said that it is so late at night, walking under the lights, how flashy it is, how is it different from being a target on the Eighth Route Army?

Facing the puppet troops walking under the spotlight on the stage, Zhang Yunfei's troops were naturally not polite. The machine guns opened fire first, and only three machine guns were left, followed by intensive gunfire.

Directly knocking down the puppet soldiers in front of them. The sound of rifle shooting also started with the firing of machine guns.

Although they expected that there would be resistance on the other side, they did not expect that the Eighth Route Army's firepower would still be so fierce at this time. Under the supervision of officers and advisers at all levels, the Japanese and puppet troops who launched the attack did not shrink back due to casualties and launched

One round of attacks after another.

After they had used up the last of their machine guns and grenades, no one had any light or heavy firepower except rifles to stop the Japanese and puppet troops' attack.

When Zhang Yunfei saw the puppet soldiers rushing in front of him, he leveled the rifle in his hand and started shooting. After firing the bullets in the gun, he put the rifle back, holding the big 38 cover with the bayonet in his hand, and faced the Japanese and puppet soldiers who were rushing towards him.

Rushed over.

Just as Zhang Yunfei jumped out, the soldiers around him who could still stand up also picked up their rifles, jumped out, fired bullets with powerful barrels, and got entangled with the puppet soldiers and Japanese in front of them.

Between the rubble and the broken wall, in the northwest direction of the village, the enemy and we were engaged in a fierce stabbing battle.

At this time, they were about to run out of ammunition. They were no longer interested in playing hide-and-seek with each other. They just came up and started to fight. It was simple and clear.

He used the body of the gun to separate the stabbing bayonet, and with the rifle in his hand, he stabbed the three-zero bayonet in his hand fiercely into the chest of the enemy in front of him.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled out the bayonet and slammed the gun body to the side. The butt of the gun directly hit the helmet of a Japanese soldier, smashing the soldier's nose into his face.

Before Zhang Yunfei could turn his gun, he faced another Japanese soldier rushing towards him from the slope.

After Zhang Yunfei turned sideways to avoid the opponent's fatal knife, Li Ergou on the side sent out the bayonet. Taking advantage of the momentum of both parties, the bayonet penetrated the opponent's chest effortlessly.

This is equivalent to a knife thrust by two people working together. Li Ergou is not very educated, but he is very skillful in using this force.

Li Ergou has a wretched look on his face, and he can produce a wretched effect even in upright hand-to-hand combat.

How a person looks actually determines his style of doing things.

This guy Li Ergou, after being an Eighth Route Army soldier for so long, has really not changed at all. He is not that vulgar no matter how you look at it. As the saying goes, love comes from the heart, and it is not false at all.

Zhang Yunfei responded to Li Ergou's blockage, took advantage of this opportunity, loaded the gun, rushed towards a Japanese soldier, and when he was about to rush in front of him, he fired a shot.
Chapter completed!