Highland No. 1, the position of the Big Sword Team.

After the battle just now, although the Japanese attack was dismantled and a large amount of damage was given to them, the Big Sword Team itself was also very heavy. There were only less than fifty people left on the entire No. 1 Highland, and General Zhao Dengyu himself, and almost all of them were injured.

Using cold weapons to fight hand-to-hand combat is to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred by themselves. Moreover, the Big Sword players engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese when their troops are at a disadvantage. It is already rare and valuable to be able to fight like this.

At this time, the Japanese invaders had far surpassed the Chinese army in terms of equipment and military quality. The soldiers were all young, strong and well-trained in-service soldiers. Most of the middle and grassroots officers were rich in practical experience, and they all received formal training and higher education.

Although the Japanese army at this time cannot be compared with its peak state three or four years later, its combat effectiveness is by no means comparable to that of the Chinese army without training and equipment.

As for the 29th Army's Big Sword Team can fight against the Japanese, some people have studied it in later generations. In addition to their great skills, the sword techniques passed down from the Northwest Army's lineage can just restrain the Japanese army's stings. This is definitely not a fool.

In the original history, after the Battle of Xifengkou, the Japanese made a neck-protecting iron ring hanging around their necks, which was to avoid being beheaded by the 29th Army.

The Japanese are not afraid of the Central Army, but are afraid of the Big Sword Team of the Twenty-Ninth Army. This is not without reason.

On one side of the position, Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita leaned their backs in the bunker, and in front of them were the deceased Ergouzi and another wounded man.

Sitting in the trenches with a cold expression, Zhang Xinghan looked up at the night sky, and saw that the moonlight had begun to gradually darken, and it seemed that the sky was almost dawn.

At this time, Zhao Heita took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Zhang Xinghan. Zhang Xinghan looked at the Hadmen cigarette without cigarettes, smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't smoke!" Indeed, he never smoked in the army before.

"Hold it!" Zhao Heita put the cigarette directly in Zhang Xinghan's hand, then took out another one, and looked at Ergouzi's body while lighting the cigarette, saying, "Ergouzi, the big name Chen Ergou, is the only son of the old Chen family in our village. The old Chen family has been tenants for generations and farmed for the landlord's family. Ergouzi often herded cattle for the landlord when he was a child! His parents died of illness three years ago, and he was the only one left. Later, Commander-in-Chief Feng recruited soldiers in Shaanxi. Ergouzi, me and several young people from the neighboring village all joined the army, fighting one after another, and the people who came out together died one by one.

Later, Ergouzi and I were left. Now, he is also..." Zhao Heita was already a little sucked, and took two puffs of cigarettes, looking a little disappointed.

Zhang Xinghan patted his shoulder, took a cigarette from his hand, lit his cigarette, and took a small sip, feeling the heat in his throat as if there was a burning fire. He tried his best to resist the feeling of coughing. Zhang Xinghan was already holding back his face and his neck was thick.

After taking a few deep breaths of air conditioning, Zhang Xinghan couldn't help but secretly praise: This smoke smells good enough!

Zhao Heita took his cigarette from Zhang Xinghan and continued to suck his clouds and mist.

"Squad leader, why are you joining the army?" Zhang Xinghan suddenly asked. He wanted to know clearly the inner thoughts of these soldiers and the original intention of joining the army in today's war years.

"Why? In order to have enough food! There is no farming in my hometown, and it's okay to have a landlord's land harvest. The harvest is not good, and even the landlord's land rent cannot be paid. In winter, I have to chew tree bark and dig wild vegetables. Moreover, now warlords are fighting in a mess and bandits are everywhere. I didn't think much about joining the army at the time, just to be able to eat enough and earn two military pay so that I and my parents can have a meal! That's that simple!"

"Later, I followed my superiors to fight in the north and north, and I got used to it. I would beat whoever the superiors asked me to fight! Now, Xiao Dongyang is here, and the superiors ask me to fight Xiao Dongyang. All we can do in the army is to obey orders." Zhao Heita said meaningfully.

After hearing this, Zhang Xinghan felt a sudden relaxation. After all, in this era, human life was as low as an ant, warlords fought in a melee, and people were living in poverty.

The people are not full, so what else can there be a belief in defending their country?

"Squad leader, in fact, we have another mission to join the army and serve the country in order to have a full meal!" Zhang Xinghan said calmly.

“What mission?”

"Defend the country!" Zhang Xinghan said solemnly: "As a soldier, defending the country is our duty and our mission! Squad leader, do you know that if the Japanese on the opposite side cross the Great Wall and enter the pass, it will be a disaster for the entire Chinese nation. The Japanese want to destroy our country! Once their purpose is achieved, then our descendants will become slaves to the Japanese for generations, and they will be slaves to the country!"

"Damn it! The Japanese dreamed!" Zhao Heita couldn't help but be furious when he heard this.

"So, squad leader, we must fight this battle well! Behind us is the city of Peiping, and in the future there are 400 million compatriots in China. We are soldiers, and we must assume the responsibility of defending our country. We fight bloody battles with the invaders to the end and must not be slaves to the destruction of the country!" Zhang Xinghan said calmly.

"Well said!" A heavy voice sounded. Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita looked up and saw General Zhao Dengyu coming to them at some point, accompanied by company commander Hou Wanshan.

The two of them quickly stood up, stood up and saluted, "Hostel!"

"Yes!" General Zhao Dengyu nodded with satisfaction, stared at Zhang Xinghan, and asked, "Young man, you are good at it. What's your name? It seems that you have read books and understand the righteousness of the nation!"

"Report to the traveling occupants, my name is Zhang Xinghan! I spent a private school in my hometown for a few years!" Zhang Xinghan stepped forward and replied. Of course, he didn't dare to say that he had traveled through time. If he said that, I'm afraid everyone would treat him as a madman.

"Zhang Xinghan, Xinghan! Good, good name!" General Zhao Dengyu nodded with a smile when he heard this, and praised.

Immediately, General Zhao Dengyu turned around and shouted to all the members of the Dajian Team: "Brothers! Xinghan said it well! We are soldiers! The duty of soldiers is to defend their country! Now, the Japanese pirates in the East have become increasingly eager to destroy our China. In the September 18th Incident, we have lost a huge Northeast, causing 30 million compatriots to become slaves to the country.

Now, the Japanese invaders want to attack North China and invade the whole of China, and attempt to destroy our China. Once their conspiracy succeeds, it will be as Zhang Xinghan said, our relatives, parents, wives and children, villagers, and even future generations and descendants will become slaves of the country and will be bullied by the little Japanese forever. Are you willing?"

"I don't want to! Fight to the end! I swear to be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

"Yes! Fight to the end! Swear to be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

"Fight with them! I will not be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

All the officers and soldiers shouted in anger.

"Okay!" General Zhao Dengyu continued in a deep voice: "Each person stands on his own positions, without orders, even if he fights to the last soldier, he is not allowed to retreat!"

"Yes! The people are in the position!" Dozens of officers and soldiers responded in unison.

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As soon as General Zhao Dengyu finished speaking, a sharp and harsh sound of shells sounded under the night sky in the distance, "Qiu......" A series of dazzling fire balls rose into the air, dragging long tail flames through the night sky and smashing towards Highland No. 1.

"Hidden!" General Zhao Dengyu quickly shouted loudly and reminded.

Fortunately, the officers and soldiers were all on the edge of the trench. When they heard the sound of cannons and the roar of General Zhao Dengyu, they quickly turned over and jumped into the trench.

At this moment, a shell whistled and smashed a hot fire ball towards General Zhao Dengyu.

Seeing this, Hou Wanshan beside him shouted to be careful and threw General Zhao Dengyu into the trench.

Just as the two of them were lying in the trenches, the place where General Zhao Dengyu was standing just now, a shell fell to the ground and exploded. The huge air waves drove the surrounding soil into the sky, and the powerful shells exploded the hard land into a pit of about several meters in diameter.

After the smoke of gunpowder, Hou Wanshan shook his head and patted the soil splashing on his body. Looking at General Zhao Dengyu beside him, he quickly shouted loudly: "Host, are you okay!Host!"

"I'm fine!" General Zhao Dengyu sat up, shook his head and waved his hand.

At this time, the Japanese bombardment continued, and the shells poured on the No. 1 Highland like a heavy rain.

Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita were lying in the trenches, feeling the rumbling explosion and the trembling from the ground. Zhao Heita spit out a spit stained with soil, and immediately cursed: "This little Dongyang, what if the shells are worthless? This desperate bomb."

"The Japanese are probably anxious! They want to destroy us in one fell swoop! Taking back the high ground, these two high grounds are of course important to us, but not to the Japanese? Therefore, as long as we keep here, we will guard Xifengkou!" Zhang Xinghan said.

The Japanese bombardment lasted for more than half an hour, which shows that they were so determined that the entire highland was plowed several times, and the trenches originally built by the Japanese on the highland were almost flattened.

The casualties caused by the Japanese shelling were extremely tragic to the Big Sword Team. After the Japanese shelling was over, less than ten people were able to stand up.

Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita supported each other and stood up. Seeing Hou Wanshan and Zhao Dengyu not far away, they also stood up.

Before they could speak, a few flares rose slowly in the direction of the Japanese position, illuminating the night like daylight.

The Japanese attack troops, who were already ready, took the opportunity to rush up and shouted and rushed towards the high ground.

General Zhao Dengyu pulled out his sword from the soil and said to Hou Wanshan: "Gather the troops! Get ready for battle!"

"Yes!" Hou Wanshan responded loudly, then turned around and shouted loudly: "Everyone is there! Get ready for the battle!!!"

Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita picked up their big swords one after another, but looking around, only four or five people stood up and stood up with their energy.

The Japanese attack troops' cover firepower, heavy machine guns and grenade launchers had already begun to roar, and dense rain of bullets kept flying over Zhang Xinghan and the others' heads.

The powerful grenades fell and exploded not far away from them from time to time, but all of this, including Zhang Xinghan, all the members of the Assault Sword Team seemed to ignore it, staring at the group of Japanese people rushing upwards under the high ground.

Zhang Xinghan was not afraid at all at this time. Thinking that as a soldier in the future, he could die on the battlefield with the anti-Japanese martyrs, it was a matter of death.

General Zhao Dengyu looked stern, and the other officers and soldiers all held the big blades in their hands tightly, looking cold, waiting for this last battle!
Chapter completed!