Seeing so many wounded people in the trenches, Li Feng also felt that their battle this time was very dangerous. Although it was one to one with the Japanese troops, he could not stand the Japanese's combat power was a little stronger than them, and the next battle would be particularly difficult to fight.

"Don't panic. The Japanese will definitely have no ammunition and food. We will collect all the bullets together, put the Japanese closer before firing, and are ready to engage in hand-to-hand combat at any time. The Central Army will soon make a big move. As long as we stand by, victory will definitely belong to us."

Li Feng stood up staggeringly. The saber was gone, and replaced by a red cherry machete covered with blood.

A group of soldiers had long been red in their eyes. Death was not a threat to them. Now each of their eyes was full of blood, and they just wanted to fight a more violent battle with the Japanese.

As long as things are not leaked, the battle will continue until one side is destroyed.

Eating is a very comfortable thing, especially the Japanese opposite have no food to eat while the Eighth Route Army can have enough food, which is definitely a very, very exciting thing.

As the saying goes, if you share your happiness with others, there will be more happiness in this world. Therefore, Li Feng feels that the happiness of eating must be shared with the Japanese opposite...

The Eighth Route Army guessed correctly. The Japanese were indeed out of ammunition and food. They still had a bowl of porridge to drink in the morning, but now only half a piece of cake can be eaten. If there weren't some ice cubes around the position, they probably wouldn't even have to drink water.

Now the smell of food came from the Eighth Route Army's positions, and a group of Japanese devils were particularly angry.

But they could only watch that no Japanese dared to launch an attack rashly at this moment, because the facts before told them that the Tu Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was too cunning, and the purpose of making them angry was to cheat them.

So now the Japanese rarely get angry. They can only squat there while stuffing the snow into their mouths while sulking, without saying a word.

Compared to the decadent appearance of the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army was feasting on their own. The salted fish in their hands were so delicious. The dried chicken and duck and rice were mixed together to cook, and the taste was absolutely amazing.

“Is there any wine?”

Drinking on the battlefield is definitely an unforgivable thing, but in this case, it is very likely that it will be sacrificed in the next second. Who can still care about the military rules? Li Feng issued an order to drink for safety. Anyway, they didn't bring much wine this time, and they couldn't drink even if they drink openly.

The little fat man poured a bowl of white wine and took a sip. He felt as happy as if he had gone to heaven.

I don’t know when I got hooked on smoking and drinking. Even though I knew that this was wrong, I still couldn’t control my own mouth.

"Brothers, if this battle is won, I will give you a pound of roasted knives each one of you the next day, plus a bowl of braised pork and a bowl of peanuts. Our brothers are also happy."

"Okay, let's do it!"

All the soldiers were laughing loudly, holding the wine bowl in one hand and holding the gun tightly in the other hand. The blood from the bayonet flowed down with the sound of the gun. The blood on the hands of these soldiers had not dried up yet. I don’t know if it was alcohol numbing their nerves or other reasons. There was no pain on their faces, but they felt very enjoyable.

After drinking, a group of people smashed the bowl directly on the ground. The group of reporters behind couldn't help but burst into tears when they saw this scene. Mo Xinran took out his notebook and wrote this passage on it:

"I was still so excited at this moment. Although drinking during war is not allowed in the army, I didn't understand at the beginning, why did Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng give an order to drink?

But there was a veteran next to me patiently explaining it to me, which made me feel very guilty.

Next, they will rush to the battlefield. Life and death will be hard to tell. It is very likely that they will never come back this year. How can they care about so much? If they can't even drink a bowl of wine, then the boss will not be the boss.

Yes, these soldiers will soon have a bloody battle with the Japanese. Even I realized that the battle this time was very fierce, and someone had already asked the soldiers of the medical team to retreat with us reporters.

I believe you can also guess that the next battle is likely to endanger everyone's lives. Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng did not want us reporters to encounter danger, so he wanted to send us away in advance.

This reminds me of a sentence Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng once said:

These soldiers are the best soldiers. They may not understand any major principles, but when the Japanese came, they could pick up guns and resist. Even if the Japanese bayonet stabbed into their chests, they would never take a step back. This is the real Chinese soldier..."

With such a touching picture, all the reporters took out their cameras to take photos, and these precious photos will be published in newspapers for the people across the country to see.

Captain Chen's high fever seemed to have subsided a little, and it seemed to be about to play a role. Of course, his face still looked very red. This unnatural rosy made Li Feng very worried.

"Li Feng, I owe you this time. If you can't survive this time, then I will be a cow and a horse for you in the next life."

"No, we must believe in our strength and with our steel will, we will definitely be able to defeat the Japanese."

The little fat man has always disdained to say those kind of literary words because he always thinks that such literary words are too polite, which is just too fake, but when he says them when he is separated from life and death, it feels really different.

Mo Xinran and others were forcibly sent away. It was a group of soldiers who dragged them away. Li Feng gave the order and all the soldiers were bayonets. Once the Japanese rushed to the position again, it would be their last battle.

Victory means life, defeat means death!

I don’t know if it was Li Feng who underestimated the Japanese’s combat effectiveness or the Japanese who knocked medicine, they seemed to realize the importance of this battle. A group of Japanese soldiers who looked up directly acted as suicide squads with their shirtlessness.

Although spring has come, the snow on the mountain is not much less than winter. It seems that these Japanese devils have taken medicine...

The little fat man also took off his cotton jacket directly. At this time, he could not feel any coldness. The blood on his body was extremely hot, enough to make them resist any coldness.

"Brothers, prepare to face the enemy!"

Bang bang bang ~

This battle came more violently than any previous battle. Both sides fought to the death. When Li Feng saw three machine gunners lying down next to the machine gun, he simply rushed over and fired wildly with the machine gun.

"Boss, be careful!"

Boom~
Chapter completed!