I really came here to fight against Japan

They also knew how the Nationalist army fought desperately with the Japanese army when they were out of ammunition and food.

Why do I feel that today's war is a little weird? Have our treatments and roles with the Japanese been reversed?

With the help of the guards, Song Wenwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when we caught up with the main force, we found that the soldiers had all stopped.

He walked over to take a look and couldn't help but feel both amused and confused.

Song Wenwan shouted, "What are you doing? Are you watching a show?"

The guard captain scratched his head and whispered, "Commander, do you want to persuade them to surrender?"

Song Wenwan said: "Okay, I'll ask the Japanese if they are willing to surrender."

Then we saw our Commander Song raised the submachine gun in his hand, turned on the safety, and started firing.

When the other soldiers saw that their commander had opened fire, they thought there was nothing to hesitate about. Damn it.

The submachine gunners in front fired a lot, and in less than a minute, all the soldiers of the Japanese Third Regiment were killed.

From then on, the soldiers of the Gansu Allied Army all knew about Song Wenwan's hobby. He really liked the dead devils.

After a while, the guard company commander happily took out a Japanese command knife and handed it to Song Wenwan.

"Commander, this should be a lieutenant's knife. A Japanese officer stabbed himself in the stomach with it and is dead."

Song Wenwan laughed and scolded, "You illiterate, what do you mean by stabbing yourself in the stomach? The Japanese call that seppuku.

I usually ask you to listen to the lessons more, but you just don't study hard, and now you come here to embarrass me."

Once this line of defense was broken, the Japanese's back was completely exposed.

All the troops sent people to ask what the next move would be.

Song Wenwan said: "Pay attention to the junction of each unit and don't miss a single living devil.

I was in the front and prepared a big meal for the Japanese.

Brothers, the hunting time has come, kill the devils, kill the beasts! "

The battlefield suddenly became boiling with angry shouts of "Kill the Japs" and "Kill the beasts" everywhere.

The soldier who rushed to the front came back and reported: "Commander, we found the Japanese headquarters, but there is no one inside."

Song Wenwan led his men in quickly, and saw only a messy ground.

Song Wenwan said, "Pack up all your things and take them away. These will be used as proof for you to apply for merit in the future."

Just as he was about to walk out of the Japanese headquarters, he heard a soldier calling him from behind.

"Commander, what do you think this is? Could it be some secret weapon of the devils?"

Song Wenwan turned around and took a look at the secret weapon that the soldier was talking about.

As soon as the thing caught her eye, Song Wenwan immediately yelled, "Don't move, put it down slowly."

The little soldier was almost scared to tears by Song Wenwan's shout.

He thought he had really taken something dangerous.

Seeing the little soldier put down the thing, Song Wenwan asked him, "How many more things like this do you have?"

The young soldier looked back and said, "Commander, there are seven more that look exactly the same."

Song Wenwan walked over quickly and saw that there were seven identical cylinders on the ground.

The little soldier asked: "Commander, what is this?"

Song Wenwan did not answer his question, but picked up the long tube.

Following the method I saw on the Internet in my previous life, I carefully opened the long tubes one by one.

He took out the eight flag-like objects and looked at them carefully.

He then turned around to look at the young soldier and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

The soldier said, "Commander, I am a soldier from the Second Company of the First Battalion of the First Regiment of the Third Brigade. My name is Dong Yousheng!"

Song Wenwan said: "Oh, it turns out that those who are called Yousheng are all blessed.

I want to congratulate you, soldier Dong Yousheng. You will become a Chinese soldier who will go down in history. "

The Japanese deserved their bad luck. It was all the fault of their detachment commander.

In order to prevent his regiment flags from being lost, the commander helped them keep them together before the war.

Because he was vomiting blood and could not command the battle, the Japanese headquarters was in chaos.

All the Japanese soldiers retreated in a hurry following their headquarters.

No one thought of taking these regiment flags away.

I also know that in normal times, the Japanese regiment flag is guarded by a flag guard squadron.

Once the squadron flag is about to fall into the hands of the enemy, they will activate the mechanism.

The white phosphorus powder in the flag barrel will burn the regiment flag and prevent it from falling into enemy hands.

But the flags of each regiment are placed in the detachment headquarters. Is there any place safer than this?

When the commander-in-chief of the Fifth War Zone received Song Wenwan's battle report, his thinking was already confused.

"As soon as the Fifth War Zone's Heavenly Troops arrived, the Japanese invaders offered little resistance... They have now completely annihilated three regiments of the little devils...

We have now captured the Japanese invaders' detachment headquarters...

Gansu soldier Dong Yousheng captured one Japanese tank regiment flag and seven infantry regiment flags..."

As the war zone chief of staff read Song Wenwan's telegram, his face gradually turned red and even his breathing became heavier.

As an old warlord force, the two of them certainly knew the significance of the regiment flag to the Japanese army.

Unexpectedly, this time, the Chinese army seized eight regiment flags at one time.

I'm afraid the Japanese East China Expeditionary Army will have to replace its commander!

The sky was already bright at this time. The two commanders in the war zone were smoking cigarettes and enjoying the sunrise over Daerzhuang.

Another telegram of accountability from Wuhan arrived, and the chief of staff smiled and said, "Commander, are you still going to remain silent?"

The commander-in-chief said: "The situation has been decided. Just say: great victory. The battle report will arrive shortly."

In Wuhan, it was difficult to contact the Shandong Theater Command.

The result was just one sentence, "Great victory, battle report will arrive shortly", and that's it?

When I tried to contact them again, all my telegrams were like stones dropped into the sea, with no response at all.

The Japanese side responded with sarcasm and said that the Chinese military was trying to be mysterious again.

However, the Japanese Central China Expeditionary Army Headquarters could not contact their own detachment headquarters, and they were now feeling very guilty.

Song Wenwan and his team quickly rushed to the field hospital behind the Japanese headquarters.

The bright morning sunshine seemed unable to dispel the gloom in the hospital.

Now, in addition to the rustling footsteps of the soldiers, the sounds of ghosts and wolves howling in the hospital can also be clearly heard.

Song Wenwan took a look through the crack in the door, grabbed the guard captain who was also trying to look inside, and quickly backed away with a red face.

It's really unbearable to watch, the content inside is simply beyond description.

There were also dozens of whitebait waiting there, including a few in white coats, who should be doctors in the Japanese field hospital.

Song Wenwan spat, "Puh", these Japanese slaves.

Just as the legend said, they were truly beasts who would not even let go of their own female compatriots.

At Song Wenwan's signal, the guards all took out grenades and threw them in together.

Then the guards used all their light and heavy weapons to fire at the Japanese inside.

Ten minutes later, the sporadic gunfire in the yard stopped.

The guard company commander, whose face was already flushed, rushed out from the yard.