Lost and Spy

"Report, the Japanese invaders are attacking like crazy. I am running out of ammunition on the front line, and I can't deliver it in a hurry!"

"understood!"

At this time, Hu Lian was extremely calm:
"Come with me!"

The few officers who stayed at the division headquarters left the division headquarters with Hu Lian.

Fu Niu Valley!

"There!"

Hu Lian pointed at the top of Fu Niu Valley:
"Put the flag there!"

After a while, a national flag fluttered at the highest point of Funiu Valley.

Hu Lian looked calm:

"Telegram to all the soldiers on the front line, take this national flag as the boundary, and Chongqing is behind! Anyone who takes a step back will die! This is where you and I will be buried!"

This is where you and I are buried!
"With the national flag as the boundary, whoever takes a step back will die!"

This order spread throughout the front lines in the shortest possible time.

At that time, the defense of the stone tablet had reached its most critical moment.

Just before, there was still the sound of gunfire.

But suddenly the sound of gunfire gradually became less and less.

Then, you can't hear it at all.

The valley presents a daunting tranquility!
The Chinese army is running out of ammunition.

Similarly, the Japanese army's logistics supply line was completely cut off under the bombing of the Chinese Air Force.

Their ammunition, too, began to run dry.

In this way, after humans invented thermal weapons, the largest hand-to-hand battle in the history of World War II broke out in this small valley!
Around, there is no sound at all.

But this kind of quietness makes people feel even more hopeless and frightened!

The soldiers stood up from the bunker one after another.

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Chinese and Japanese armies gathered here.

They were facing each other not far away.

The wind blew by, carrying bursts of bloody smell.

A bird that didn't know how to live or die, just flew over here, seemed to have smelled the breath of death, flapped its wings hastily, and fled desperately.

The ghost howl of the Japanese commander sounded.

The Japanese soldiers retreated the bullets one by one and installed the bayonets.

The Japanese army fought back the bullets with bayonets, not for the bullshit Bushido spirit.

They just returned the bullet that had been sent into the gun chamber, and then turned off the safety, nothing more than worrying about the bullet accidentally injuring teammates.

"Everyone has it!"

On the positions of the Chinese army, the voices of the officers sounded at the same time:
"Go on the bayonet!"

On the bayonet!

The bright bayonet gave off bursts of cold light.

The bright sword exudes the light of death!
"All of them, get bayonet!"

That is, Meng Shaoyuan's voice!
He and Li Zhifeng looked at each other, and they smiled at each other on this murderous battlefield.

They thought of Houjia Village.

Fight to the death for this country!

On the opposite side, there was a neat line of Japanese soldiers striding towards here.

Here, countless Chinese soldiers stand proudly!
All over the mountains and plains, there is a determination to die!
Behind, is Chongqing!
Defend the last gate, the capital, and the country!
Fight to the death!

"kill!"

When this earth-shattering cry came out, countless Chinese soldiers rushed up with bayonets in hand and big knives in hand!

Fight to the death!

This is the largest hand-to-hand combat in the history of World War II!
Tens of thousands of bayonets are flashing coldly, tens of thousands of throats are killing the sky, and tens of thousands of lives are fighting to the death!
Soldiers from China and Japan fought the most terrifying hand-to-hand combat in the most primitive, cruel and bloody way in this small valley!
Human life is worthless here.

Advanced guns seem meaningless here.

The two sides are tangled, entangled, and blood is splattered, and you can't tell whether it's your own or someone else's.

People around you keep falling, and you can't tell whether it's your own or the enemy.

The two sides are like two torrents, colliding fiercely, trying to squeeze each other out of the valley.

Tens of thousands of feet stepped on the ground, and the dust rose up, covering the sky.

Tens of thousands of bayonets were brandishing, stabbing at bodies in different colored clothes, no matter who he was.

Here, you can't take a step back!
Back off, maybe you can save your life, but you will live in guilt for the rest of your life.

Here, too, no Chinese soldier would take a step back.

Behind, is the national flag!It is the final gate!

The technique of stabbing is no longer the decisive factor.

More, it is a contest of courage!

Meng Shaoyuan stabbed the bayonet fiercely into the chest of a Japanese sergeant.

Pull it out, and a stream of blood spurts out.

His body was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

Li Zhifeng was always by his side.

His duty is to protect the safety of the chief.

He will block the bayonet stabbing at the officer with his body without hesitation!

That is, his duty!
Two Japanese soldiers charged fiercely.

Meng Shaoyuan did not retreat, but let out a loud roar, and stabbed fiercely with the bayonet.

The bayonet pierced through the body of the Japanese soldier, but there was no way to pull it out in a hurry.

Another Japanese bayonet has arrived.

Meng Shaoyuan could only let go and roll on the spot.

But the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers were chasing him relentlessly.

"Boom"!
Li Zhifeng picked up the handle of the gun and smashed it hard on the Japanese soldier's head.

The strength used in this blow was so great that a steel helmet mixed with blood flew out.

But at this moment, another bayonet stabbed towards Li Zhifeng from the flank.

Li Zhifeng didn't have time to make another move.

"puff"!
Immediately, there was the pitiful cry of the Japanese soldiers.

It's Meng Shaoyuan!

He took a big knife beside the dead Chinese soldier, and slashed violently at the Japanese soldier's calf!
He got up, swung his big knife round, his eyes widened with anger, and he slashed the Japanese soldier's neck with one knife!

He was panting heavily.

Li Zhifeng picked up a bayonet-mounted rifle again: "Boss, we should die in Houjia Village, right?"

"Yes, you should die in Houjia Village, and you should die in Myanmar."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Our fate is no longer our own!"

What are you waiting for?

"kill!"

Li Zhifeng roared!

"kill!"

Meng Shaoyuan let out a roar!

Noble spirit exists between heaven and earth!
If the spirit does not die, the nation will not die!

……

Yi Mingyan grabbed the bayonet that had been pierced into his abdomen, and with the big knife in his right hand shining, he chopped off an arm of the little devil opposite him.

He drew his bayonet, his left hand was covered in blood.

There was a sudden pain in his back.

He didn't stop at all, he rushed forward two steps, and even forcibly pulled the bayonet away from his body.

With a sharp turn, he rushed towards the Japanese army like a tiger.

Block blocked the stabbing knife from the Japanese army, and the big knife and the tip of the knife all sank into the opponent's body.

There was another burst of pain in the right rib.

Yi Mingyan roared and turned around again.

The bayonet was actually broken by him and remained in his body.

The Japanese soldier was frightened.

He grabbed the Japanese soldier's neck.

It was not until this time that the Japanese army knew how to struggle.

But Yi Mingyan's hands are like iron tongs.

A Japanese soldier saw this and was about to come to help, but Su Junwen yelled:
"I'll take care of your ancestors!"

He used such force that he chopped the Japanese army into two pieces!

(The largest hand-to-hand battle in the history of World War II, some people in later generations cited various data and said that it did not exist. But what spiders are more willing to believe is the memory of the surviving veterans, rather than various data and arguments.

In fact, there is no point in arguing about this. What the spider wrote are only those heroes who died generously for the country! )