Confuse.

Puzzled.

What's going on?

Are the Japanese invaders planning a bigger conspiracy?

Play hard to get?

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, but none of them made sense.

His subconscious told him that something might have happened outside the encirclement, which made the Japanese invaders temporarily stop attacking.

Well, it's temporary.

Maybe the Japanese invaders were re-gaining their strength.

By the way, the Japanese invaders should have killed many people in the previous battles.

Visible to the naked eye, outside the position, the corpses of Japanese invaders were scattered everywhere. They were piled on top of each other and densely packed.

These are still basically intact. They were killed by firearms.

As for those blown up by howitzers and mortars, they are invisible to the naked eye. They are too far away.

"Report……"

A staff officer came over tiredly.

His voice was hoarse and his face was full of exhaustion.

Zhang Yong nodded.

He didn't want to talk anymore. He was so tired.

It's mainly a sore throat. It's completely caused by the smoke from the shells.

Those 105mm howitzers fired too many shells, and the entire position was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

As soon as you open your mouth, your throat will be filled with gunpowder smoke. It will be corroded in a short time.

However, if you don't open your mouth, you can't breathe at all. Because your nose is blocked by dust, you can't win even if you pick it.

The battlefield is so cruel. In a few days, everyone may become a human or a ghost.

"Commissioner, Brigadier Yang, he, he..."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong responded vaguely.

He dragged his heavy steps to see Yang Kang. He knew that the other person was dying.

He was hit in the lung by a bullet from the Japanese invaders. He did not die immediately. However, there was no way to save such an injury.

It is already remarkable that Yang Kang has been able to sustain it until now.

He was completely supported by a strong will. He would not die unless the Japanese invaders stopped attacking.

However, now, the Japanese attack has stopped and retreated. Victory is in sight. Instead, he has lost the final support.

Come to Yang Kang.

I noticed that Yang Kang's face turned red. It was abnormally red.

This is a flashback!

"Commissioner..."

"Brigadier Yang."

Zhang Yong is stupid and cannot comfort people.

He did not feel excessive grief for the other person who was about to sacrifice.

Maybe you are used to it. Sacrifice is everywhere.

Starting from Lao Cao, death gradually became indifferent to him.

Perhaps unintentionally, Zhang Yong himself had put life and death aside.

There is absolutely no such thing as noble thinking.

He completely integrated into the environment at that time and became a person of this era.

Defending the homeland and resisting foreign humiliation can be summed up in three words: risk everything. Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one.

"Japanese invaders..."

"They should have retreated. We won."

"ah……"

Yang Kang's eyes gradually became distracted.

Victory...

You can leave with peace of mind...

He slowly closed his eyes and then tilted his head to fall asleep.

Finally, the arms hung down weakly.

Really gone.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

There was no sound of gunfire. No chirping of birds or insects.

"Blanket."

"exist……"

Zhang Yong reached for a blanket.

This is a captured Japanese artillery regiment. It is quite high-end and very beautiful.

Unfold the blanket, carry Yang Kang over, and place it on the blanket. Then wrap it up and tie it up with ropes.

A real man is shrouded in horse leather. Maybe that's it.

Nothing sentimental.

There are still eight years to go.

"Union flag."

"exist."

Others presented the captured Japanese artillery regiment flag.

Zhang Yong stuffed it into the rope of Yang Kang's body and fixed it. It was regarded as a mark and an honor.

"Chao Lichun."

"arrive."

"Wrap the others in this way and prepare to take them back."

"yes."

Chao Lichun agreed.

Then he led people to collect the remains of the martyrs. All they could take away were taken away.

Those that cannot be taken away can only be buried on the spot. Keep records.

This is the land of China, and loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains.

"Chao Lidong!"

"arrive!"

"Count the number of people who are still fighting."

"yes!"

The battle was temporarily over, and many soldiers fell down and fell asleep.

Some of them never woke up after falling asleep. They were too tired. They fell asleep forever and no longer needed to be so tired.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Yong used a bayonet to pry open a beef can.

The treatment of the Japanese artillery regiment was still very good. There was a lot of canned beef and other food.

In the past, I have relied entirely on captured food to support myself until now.

After opening the can of beef, Zhang Yong had no appetite.·

I couldn't help it, I was tired of eating it. I ate until I vomited.

However, you must force yourself to eat it.
To be continued...