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The little devils around screamed and howled all over the place.

The same scene is being played out everywhere.

Hundreds of teams from the special regiment launched a new wave of bombing on the little devil's base camp with grenades.

Continuous explosions sounded, setting off a monstrous storm.

There were splashes of mud and human remains everywhere.

The little devil's tent was burning in the flames.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Followed by Gong.

Several squadrons of the special regiment served as second-line troops began to harvest in combat formations.

Thomson submachine guns were aimed at the little devils who were injured but not dead, and burst out.

The dense bullets are like the call of death, harvesting the lives of little devils.

The rear of the little devil's base camp was not affected by the shelling, and it only needed a little integration before it could be put into battle.

You can continuously encounter grenade explosions from special teams.

Before they could react, they were smashed into sieves by submachine guns, causing extremely heavy casualties. .

Chapter 169

More than 4000 special forces infiltrated into the little devil's base camp in small teams.

Under the dark night.

The shrill wailing was mixed with the sound of gunshots and explosions.

From time to time, there are still flames soaring into the sky.

"withdraw!!!"

As the time goes.

More and more little devils around reacted.

Ran Guangming, the head of the special regiment, directly issued an order to retreat.

Under the cover of a peripheral sniper team.

Teams of Fengjun special forces successfully escaped from the battlefield and entered the forest.

now.

The little devil's base camp has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

There are potholes everywhere after the explosion.

The remains of the Japanese soldiers are scattered around.

Gunpowder smoke enveloped the entire camp.

The strong smell of blood in the air makes people breathless,

Most of the surviving little devils were scarred.

A scene of hell on earth.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the news reached the Fengjun Garrison Command.

The sudden night attack broke Fengtian's peace.

The Garrison Command temporarily transferred the former Eastern and Northern Army's independent 26th and 24th brigades to support the two-wing positions.

A new force of 8 people joined the battlefield and quickly restored the situation.

The guard division went from barely maintaining to taking the initiative to counterattack, and finally won a big victory with 187.

Simultaneously.

The defensive measures of the forward positions were also strengthened in an intense and orderly process.

Even if the little devil launched another night attack, it would not be able to cause the previous effect.

.......

1931 on the 9.28th.

Five in the morning.

It was still dark, and the sky was still shrouded in darkness.

Inside the Fengtian Security Command.

Marshal Feng Xuan just had breakfast.

There was gunfire all night, until just now, he only squinted for a while.

The whole person is in a state of extreme tension.

The pressure brought by the three Eastern Japanese divisions to the entire Fengjun was too great.

"Big guy!"

"The military police are ready to go, please show me!"

A headquarters staff officer came in to report.

"Order the guards to gather and rush to the school grounds immediately!"

The voice just fell.

Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Xuan also walked out.

The little devil's three axes are finished, now it's their turn.

After a few minutes.

Inside the Fengtian City school grounds.

Tens of thousands of people stood in a huge square formation.

Among them, many tanks and armored vehicles are parked.

The farthest soldiers stood at the entrance of the street.

Outside the customs at the end of September, it was already very cold.

Especially just after the heavy rain, the morning wind makes people tremble all over.

However, tens of thousands of Fengjun soldiers did not tremble, standing in place like sculptures.

All of them were solemn and murderous.

"Tap!"

Under the protection of a group of guards, Feng Xuan strode onto the inspection platform of the school field.

Looking down at the stage, he spoke slowly:

"Today, we will fight to the death with the main force of the enemy forces."

"I don't know if you are afraid or not, but we have no choice."

"Once you step back, your wives, children, and children will become slaves and suffer from bullying for life."

Before Feng Xuan could finish speaking, the audience erupted.

"No retreat!"

"No retreat!"

"Nine deaths without regrets!"

All the Fengjun officers and soldiers roared in unison.

No one knows how vicious and vicious the little devil is.

Because of them, the originally peaceful Fengtian and even the east and the north have fallen into dire straits.

"The brothers outside the city have been fighting for a whole day, and there are only more than 8000 guards left."

"The rest of the brothers are wrapped in gauze and are still fighting on the ground."

Scanning the soldiers of the Feng army present, Feng Xuan said in a deep voice.

Where the voice fell.

The whole place was dead silent.

As the only commander-in-chief in the Fengjun sequence.

The guard division has a super establishment of 2 people.

Even if the armored regiment is excluded, there are still no less than 2 people.

till this moment.

Fewer than 1 are alive.

That means fighting day and night.

The Casualties of the Guard Division exceeded two-thirds.

now.

The faces of all Fengjun officers and soldiers were filled with incomparable anger.

His expression was indescribably cold.

While the guards were fighting bloody battles on the front line, they waited in the city like turtles.

Now it was finally their turn to fight the enemy, and everyone's hearts were boiling like fire.

"If possible, I would rather all of you present were not soldiers."

"You can be academics, engineers or even officials."

"However, the enemy is at present, and there is no choice."

"I, Feng Xuan, are here to represent 3000 million Dong... Beifu folks, please!"