The country is broken

In front of the Eighth Route Army's position, the sound of the orderly steps of the Japanese army was getting closer and louder, while the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army did not say a word, silently preparing for a desperate battle.

"A man should kill, and kill without mercy. The immortality of the ages is all in killing. In the past, there were noble men with great loyalty. Yazi is killing, and his body is lighter than a feather. There are heroes and tyrants. Killing is like a mess..." Suddenly, Li Wei's deep chant sounded from the blocking position, and the eyes of the surrounding soldiers unconsciously moved over. God knows what will happen to Xiao Lizi.

"...Don't you see, Confucian scholars swarmed up strong men to die, and Shenzhou has since then praised benevolence and righteousness. Once the barbarians were in chaos in the Central Plains, the scholars rushed to the cowards and wept..." Li Wei's voice became louder and louder, and unconsciously, he used it After practicing the true energy of the God Refining Art, the voice could be clearly heard far away, and even the Japanese army camp in the distance could clearly hear it.

"Killing a person in three steps, the heart stops and the hands don't stop. The blood flows thousands of miles, and the corpse sleeps on Qianxun Mountain. The strong man fights, and sleeps on the enemy's corpse when he is tired. In his dream, he still kills, and his smile reflects Suhui. Daughter Mo Xiang asked, how fierce is a man Worse? In ancient times, benevolence and virtue only harmed people, and morality has always been true." Li Wei stared at the approaching figure of the Japanese army with an expression on his face.

The ancient-style poems made the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army on the blocking position have a very strange feeling in their hearts. Is this little plum bewitched? How could he recite such strange poems? It seems like a curse. Every soldier feels My heart is involuntarily attracted by every word in it. [

"So murderous, so affectionate, so domineering," political commissar Wang sighed outside the temporary headquarters. He had never seen Li Wei have a heroic side like an ancient warrior, and the momentum of his poems was quite ancient.

Head Gu Yue looked a little suspicious, pointing to the ground and tremblingly said: "This, this is really Li Wei?" If he hadn't heard Li Wei's voice clearly, he would have mistakenly thought it was an ancient The general fearfully declares war on the enemy.

Li Wei's voice became more and more vicissitudes, becoming full of fighting spirit of gold and iron horses. "Don't you see, the ligers and tigers gain prestige, but who will pity the poor elk? The strong always eat the weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. Don't ask, men have their own way. Men do it when they are violent. Things and benevolence are incompatible. .Men are in the fighting arena, as brave as a bear and black-eyed as a wolf..."

Most of the officers and soldiers in the main battle force of the Japanese army had high cultural quality.There are quite a few people who can understand Chinese. At first, they thought that a heroic soldier appeared on the Tuba Road on the opposite side at some point. He encouraged himself in the face of a deadly battle, and his words were full of cynical contempt and destruction. In other words, many officers and soldiers still have respect for that unknown chant who has such brilliant prose, but the more they listen, the more they feel the murderous aura in the air becomes more dignified with the chant. There was an inexplicable chill in the Japanese soldiers' hearts.

The pace of the advancing Japanese troops slowed down unconsciously, and the sound of their footsteps also became lighter and became chaotic. The Japanese soldiers could hear the chanting voices on the opposite side, wishing to eat their flesh and drink their blood.Cramp.The deep-rooted hatred that lies beneath the skin, and the murderous aura that seemed to be in the air made their hearts tremble, yes.Fear, deep fear, as if they were completely naked, facing a fierce murderer who would kill without batting an eye, on the silent Eighth Route Army position, there seemed to be countless ancient beasts lurking, ready to jump out at any time and choose someone to kill. bite.

Listening to Li Wei's voice echoing on the battlefield, the Eighth Route Army soldiers looked at each other and saw that everyone's breathing became as short as their own, and the exhaustion from the previous battle was gone.Only the blood in his chest is more than boiling, and his fighting intent is getting stronger and stronger, he can't wait to rush out and kill the enemy immediately, so as to vent his killing intent.

"...If you are born as a man, you will kill people. Don't teach a man to wrap a woman's heart. A man has never sympathized with his body. Even if he dies, his opponent will laugh at each other. There are a hundred places in the battlefield of enmity, and we are willing to be green with weeds everywhere. Men don't tremble, there are songs and Jun Ting: Killing one is a crime, and killing ten thousand is a hero. If you kill 900 million, you will be a hero among heroes..."

The clear and audible collective heavy breathing from the Eighth Route Army's position showed even more marginal momentum. The faces of the Japanese soldiers turned pale, their hands trembled, and their rifles collided with each other from time to time. The officer of the team also had a pale face, "Nine million people to be killed?" This guy really regards human life as grass, and the entire Yamato nation is not enough for this guy to kill alone.

After the Great War, the battlefield was full of bloody smell and eerie meaning, which aggravated the shadow on the hearts of the Japanese soldiers. The more they moved forward, the more they seemed to be facing thousands of troops who were ready to charge. Trembling, fear, panic, and counting emotions grew and grew in the hearts of the Japanese soldiers.

"... Xiong Zhongxiong, the way is different: see through thousands of years of benevolence and righteousness, but make this life a hero. A good name does not love a bad name, and kills a million people without punishment. It is better to teach thousands of people to gnash their teeth and hate than to teach someone to scold me. Look around In 5000 years of the world, where can heroes not kill people?" Li Wei's voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and a ghost from the same hell was born.

Li Wei shouted suddenly: "Kill!~"

Immediately afterwards, all the fighters on the entire position were driven by Li Wei, and roared like a huge wave: "Kill!~Kill!~Kill!~Kill!~Kill..."

I don't know who will take the lead. The Japanese army in front of the charging team was the first to bear the sudden burst of murderous aura. Instead, they retreated and retreated even more uncontrollably. Without firing a shot, he turned around and ran.

"Kill!~~~" There was no need for anyone to order, all the soldiers on the third regiment's position attacked from all fronts, lowered their rifles and rushed out.

The earth-shattering shouts of killing, the screams of Japanese soldiers before they died, the expression of the Japanese commander Dasao Taoji, who couldn't help but roar and reprimand his subordinates, and the ghost-like voices on the Eighth Route Army's positions also made him feel in his heart. The extreme force is terrible, the Chinese don't care about anything, so what can stop the Chinese people.

"Shrink the formation and regroup! Let's fight again tomorrow!" The well-known Sergeant Toyoshi felt a deep sense of strength, but he gave the order of Mingjin to withdraw the troops. His momentum has lost, and no amount of people is useless. .

Li Wei's chanting like a ghost made the Japanese soldiers lose their fighting spirit until dawn the next day.The Japanese army never launched an attack again. At night, soldiers in the Japanese army camp woke up from nightmares and howled strangely from time to time.

In the early morning of the third day when the Third Regiment covered the withdrawal of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters Army, after being lectured by officers at all levels, the Japanese soldiers who had been brainwashed by Bushido once again attacked as a whole team. The situation became more serious. The Japanese army seemed impatient to break through the third regiment Blocking positions, chasing and transferring slow-moving organizational structures are huge and bloated.The Eighth Route Army headquarters without guards.

After last night's counting, the three regiments lost nearly half of their personnel in the blocking battle, and almost all of them were injured. The remaining weapons and medicines could hardly withstand a large-scale charge by the Japanese army. They were all damaged and had to be replaced with captured Japanese weapons. During the battle, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had to fight hand-to-hand with the Japanese as much as possible. [

Only fighters like Li Wei, who are good at close combat, were not affected much. They were covered with weapons almost all over their bodies, and they could kill the enemy with every move.However, this type of fighting fighters who need to invest a lot of energy in training for a long time is in the current war where firearms are commonly used.Originally, due to reasons such as training costs and time, they are rare, and their role in combat is not enough to completely reverse the situation.

Japanese army.There are Japanese troops everywhere, and the Eighth Route Army's field of vision is full of Japanese troops. The unprecedented dense formation can even shoot a Japanese soldier at will without aiming at all.

The weak defense line of the third regiment was squeezed to the point of collapse by the massive Japanese army in a blink of an eye. The Japanese commander Tomoyoshi Okawa completely lost the patience to open the gap and break through quickly. This superiority completely overwhelmed the Third Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

"Report to the head of the regiment! ~ Yes, someone sent urgent information!" A guard company soldier stood at the door of the temporary command post and reported.

"Let him in!" Commander Gu Yue stood by the low wall of the command post and observed the stalemate battle situation on the ground with a telescope.

"Reporting to the chief, I am from the Shexian guerrilla team. I have information to be forwarded to Commander Gu of the third regiment." A man covered in blood and sweat, pale and panting came in with soldiers from the guard company. Under the watchful eyes of Soldiers Lian, he took out an envelope from his arms, and the guards beside him, Soldiers Lian, took it and passed it to Gu Yue.

It was a standard envelope from the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Gu Yue took a look at the member of the Shexian guerrilla team and said, "This is a letter from the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Why did it come from your guerrilla team?"Such important letters are usually sent by special communications soldiers sent by the headquarters.

"This letter was handed over to our guerrillas by a comrade of the Eighth Route Army before he died! Our team sent more than a dozen brothers to deliver this letter together, and now I am the only one left." Thinking of the sacrificed comrades and other The brothers who were shot by the enemy search team could not forget this letter before they died. The eyes of this Shexian guerrilla were red, but there was a strange blush on his pale face. This letter actually paved the way for more than a dozen lives. Send it over.

The raid by Japanese army aviation fighter jets caused multiple telegraph machines at the Eighth Route Army headquarters to be blown up in the air strike, resulting in the interruption of communication with various ministries. This letter has been sent by the Eighth Route Army headquarters many times, and several communications soldiers died on the road. Fortunately, a communications soldier met a group of Shexian guerrillas before he died, and was able to be sent to the third regiment.

Opening the envelope, Captain Gu Yue's face changed drastically, but he glanced at the people around him, and swallowed the words abruptly. After a while, Gu Yue's mood calmed down a little. The county guerrilla said: "It's really hard for you, please go to the health team to bandage the wound first."

The guerrilla showed his joy of completing the task, and said softly: "No need!" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly fell down.

"Hygienist!" The soldiers of the guard company shouted anxiously and rushed to help. The doctor from the health team outside the door rushed in after hearing the news, and pressed his finger on the carotid artery of the guerrilla. His heart had stopped beating, and he was checking his injuries again. , but saw several shocking fatal injuries. If it weren't for the above perseverance, I am afraid that the guerrillas would have died on the road. It can be said that a person who should have died broke through the enemy's blockade and sent the information.

"Report, he is dead!" The doctor of the health team reported to the head of Gu Yue. Gu Yue didn't know whether it was the sadness of the deceased or the joy of receiving the letter from his superiors. The body was carried out, and at the same time he forwarded the letter from his superiors to Commissar Wang.

"What?" After reading the letter, Political Commissar Wang also looked shocked, and his expression became as complicated as Gu Yue's.

"The headquarters of the Eighth Route Army has been transferred to a safe area on the [-]th. The third regiment has successfully completed the cover task. It can break away from the blocking position on the evening of the [-]th and break out of the encirclement of the Japanese army. It is suggested that when the Japanese security area is empty, go to the enemy The rear will carry out guerrilla operations and carry out strategic counter-offensives."

Thirty days, but it was yesterday.

The sacrifice of more than a dozen letter delivery soldiers only got back one piece of outdated information.