kill!
Kill! ...
Just when all the soldiers of the Independence Regiment were ready to die for their country, shouts of killing came from the southeast of the Japanese Mitsubishi Brigade.
It turned out that the 174th Division, 44th Division, and part of the 13th Division arrived in time to attack the Japanese Mitsubishi Brigade.
At this time, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and there were huge crowds of people. The strength of the three divisions, plus Zhao Dahu's guard company, totaled more than 5,000 people, rushing in like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
The Japanese of the Mitsubishi Brigade and some of the First Battalion were instantly dispersed. Before the Mitsubishi Japs could take command, a young officer covered in blood stood in front of him.
The officer slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, and the golden handle shone with golden light under the bright moonlight.
"ah?"
The Mitsubishi Japanese were shocked because what the opponent was holding was actually a samurai sword, and it was a very good-looking sword among the samurai swords.
At this moment, he remembered that Major General Namada had lost a general's sword just yesterday.
"You, are you the madman?"
Mitsubishi was shocked, because in Yushan, the Dragon Boat Festival was an existence that terrified the entire Botian detachment.
Seeing this deity at this time, the Mitsubishi Japanese became even more panicked.
"snort!"
Duanwu snorted coldly, strode to catch up, and struck down with one strike.
This sword is strong and powerful, as if Mount Tai is pressing down on the top. All the anger in Dragon Boat Festival was cut down with this knife.
In the battle at Sanchakou, two of his warriors were lost, and more than 400 good brothers died at the hands of the Japanese. His anger at this time was like a volcano about to erupt.
The knife fell with hatred. The Mitsubishi Japs drew their swords in panic to resist.
But when the two swords intersected, he realized how heavy Duanwu's sword was, pressing down like a big mountain.
The Mitsubishi Japs' hands softened, and they were knocked down by Dragon Boat Festival's sword. The blade of the sword fell on Mitsubishi Japs' shoulders, and penetrated more than a third of his flesh.
The Mitsubishi Japanese screamed in pain and reluctantly blocked Kai Wu's sword and retreated three meters.
Seeing that he was no match for Dragon Boat Festival, the old devil wanted to turn around and run away while retreating.
But how could Dragon Boat Festival let him escape? He caught up with him in two or three steps and aimed a knife at the Mitsubishi Japs' back.
puff!
The Mitsubishi Japanese's back was bleeding with this slash.
The Mitsubishi Japs screamed again and fell to the ground.
But his strong desire to survive made him roll over on the ground and hold a knife to resist.
Dragon Boat Festival went up and kicked away the Mitsubishi Japs' knife.
The Mitsubishi Japs' sword flew out of their hands, and they became even more panicked. They waved their hands tightly and said: No, don't kill me!
"You have killed so many Chinese people, and you still want to live? Die!"
Dragon Boat Festival was so angry that he wanted to kill the Japanese in front of him with a thousand knives. He still wanted to pray for his life, but it was just a daydream.
As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival was cut down, the Mitsubishi Japs let out a heart-rending scream and was hacked to death by the Dragon Boat Festival.
The bright red blood dripped down the sword in Dragon Boat Festival's hand.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, I looked into the distance, and the soldiers were still fighting selflessly.
Among the countless heroic figures, he seemed to see familiar figures. Zhou Dabang, Lao Hulu, Xu Dazhuang, Cheng Wanli, Wan Liguo, Lao Kan, Shandong Bing, Lei Xiong, etc., etc.
They are all here, and they are still fighting the Japanese invaders risking their lives.
"Bros?"
Duan Wu stretched out his hand to grab the familiar faces, but his vision became increasingly blurry and darker.
The knife in Duanwu's hand fell loose and stuck on the ground, and his body slowly fell backwards.
"Group seat?"
Xie Jinyuan arrived in time and held up Duanwu who was about to fall.
Lost consciousness for unknown reasons during Dragon Boat Festival. Xie Jinyuan quickly shouted: "Medical soldier, medical soldier?"
But the battlefield is so chaotic, where can there be medical soldiers?
Fortunately, several guards heard it and quickly cooperated with Xie Jinyuan to take Duanwu away from the battlefield, and met the health team of the 44th Division outside the woods.
There are no doctors, only nurses.
A young nurse who was less than 20 years old touched Duanwu's forehead and it became frighteningly hot. She quickly asked: "Has he been injured before? This is a symptom of infection."
Xie Jinyuan said quickly: "There should be injuries on the legs and body. Show him quickly, this is our group. He is a special commissioner, you must save him."
"Okay, I understand. Take off his clothes and show me."
The nurse signaled Xie Jinyuan and others to help Duanwu take off her clothes, while she was preparing anti-inflammatory drugs. After the examination just now, the nurse has concluded that Duan Wu was infected and had a fever and coma. So anti-inflammatory drugs are essential.
However, she was stunned when she opened the medicine box, because her medicine box had become empty at some point, with only the last two bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine left in the medicine box.
These medicines must be reserved for the seriously injured, so the nurse hesitated.
"What are you doing? Hurry up?"
At this moment, Xie Jinyuan roared, frightening the nurse. She could only grit her teeth and said aggrievedly: "There is not much medicine left, it must be reserved for the seriously injured."
Xie Jinyuan was angry at that time and yelled loudly: "Are you stupid? Do you know who he is? He has been carrying injuries and directing the battle. Do you know? Now tell me, your medicine needs Reserve it for the seriously injured, look at him, isn’t he considered a seriously injured person now?”
"Lao Xie, she is right, my injury is nothing."
At this moment, perhaps because Xie Jinyuan's voice was too loud, Duan Wu suddenly woke up. And when he was dying, he seemed to hear what was going on, so he signaled Xie Jinyuan not to embarrass a nurse.
"well!"
Xie Jin stamped his feet vigorously, turned around and left, not knowing what he was going to do.
At the same time, two guards from the independent regiment urged: "Hurry up and treat our regiment?"
"Hey, hey!"
The nurse responded quickly, and then examined Duanwu's injuries under the dim light.
There were more than ten wounds, large and small, on Dragon Boat Festival's arms and chest. In many places, secondary bleeding is caused by the wound opening again after bandaging.
The little nurse didn't know why a man who was injured like this continued to fight. He should rest.
"Are there any injuries on your back? Let me see?"
The little nurse quickly treated the wounds in front of Duanwu and asked if there were any injuries on Duanwu's back.
"What do you mean by this? How come there are injuries behind our group?"
One of the guards got angry at that time and said that their regiment was injured behind him. Isn't that the same as saying that their regiment was a deserter?
"I didn't mean that, I meant..."
"Forget it, don't make it difficult for her. I'm really injured behind my back. It's on my leg. Please help me take a look. My right leg is a little numb."
Dragon Boat Festival came to the rescue of the little nurse at this time. As Duanwu spoke, the guards naturally did not dare to say anything. They could only help Duanwu lie down on the ground, and then pull up Duanwu's trousers.
It's just that I didn't know it if I didn't pull it, and I was shocked when I pulled it. Duanwu's right leg was actually much thicker than his left leg, and his pants couldn't be rolled up until they were two inches above his ankles.
At this time, the little nurse also realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly took out the scissors and cut open Duanwu's pants.
Blood, as well as thick white water, suddenly gushed out along the cut trouser legs.
"how so?"
The two guards' eyes widened, and they couldn't believe that Tuan Zuo was dragging such a body to direct them to fight.
The little nurse also burst into tears.
She knew before that Duanwu had a fever due to infection, but she never thought that Duanwu's infection was so serious.
"I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong."
The little nurse was crying.
Duanwu comforted him: "It's okay, deal with it quickly, there are still many injured soldiers waiting for you!"
"yes!"
The little nurse wiped away her tears with her dirty sleeves and continued to cut the cotton pants of the Dragon Boat Festival with the scissors.
The inside of the cotton pants was already filled with blood and thick water. When the scissors cut open the cotton pants, a large amount of pus and blood came out.
The little nurse said urgently: "I need a cloth, a clean cloth."
But at this time, where to find some clean cloth. This is a battlefield, not a rear hospital. Not to mention cloth, there was not even gauze to bandage the wound, it was all torn from the white shirts of the soldiers! ...
