Zhao Zhiguo did not know that the commander of the Japanese brigade had issued an order to retreat. Every night, he still inspected their positions and inspected their positions.

When the inspection was finished and was ready to return to underground work, Zhao Zhiguo felt a trace of coolness around his neck. He closed his eyes and raised his head. A snowflake fell on his cheek.

Tired.

"It's snowing!" Zhao Zhiguo showed a little smile.

Zhao Zhiguo did not rush to return to underground work, but felt a trace of surprise that God brought him.

The snowflakes fluttered, and soon covered the dirt brought by the war in these days, the blood disappeared, the bomb pit was white, and the corpse was covered by white snow.

It seems that everything has not happened. Perhaps only God has such a means. He can use his dexterous hand to hide everything for a short time to hide the war from the poor people.

This snow has caused huge trouble to the Logistics forces of the little devil. The truck is difficult to move forward in the snow. It relies on humans and animals to travel and supply supplies.

Then, then

The surprise given by God was the last straw that overwhelmed the Japanese attack. Although the snow was not large enough, the materials transported to the front line were less than one third of these days.

The Japanese army, which was supported by hardships, also got the edge of collapse due to the lack of supplies.

This night, Zhao Zhiguo fell asleep at the entrance of the martyrdom. He listened to the sound of snow in the outside, and his heart was extremely calm. Since he came to this world, he never slept so steadily.

In the early morning, the sun rose, reflecting the light reflected by snow, Zhao Zhiguo rubbed the eyes stinging by light.

"Battalion, today is the fourteenth day, do you want me to investigate the situation around you in advance?" Qin Dong asked.

Qin Dongsheng did not expect that they could face ten times that of their enemies without any foreign aid, and they could keep it for half a month.

What they persist, only living people know what they have experienced in their hearts, isolated, torture, pain, and unswerving ...

"No! I have already thought about it, we go south, go south to the mountains, higher and dense, and it is easier for us to get rid of the Japanese army's pursuit."

Before being surrounded by the Japanese army, Zhao Zhiguo had already figured out the countermeasures.

"The battalion chief is still the battalion, and we can think of us." Qin Dongsheng said with admiration.

"Let the soldiers prepare more fragmented cloth. When we retreat, use a thin rope to tie the broken cloth to the shoes to prevent the snow from walking and slipping."

If they broke through, Zhao Zhiguo went all the mountains and snow. The soldiers were very easy to slip in shoes. Once they encountered the Japanese army, a slippery would make the soldiers be trapped.

"Battalion, what about our position?"

"Our position and the captive Japanese army, I will make arrangements tomorrow, it will be too late!"

At this time, Zhao Zhiguo did not know that the Japanese army had begun to retreat. Just this afternoon, there was no Japanese army in Zhao Zhiguo's position west.

The Japanese army who attacked Zhao Zhiguo also began a planned retreat this morning.

It wasn't until the evening that the soldiers reported to Zhao Zhiguo that Yao Peng came back. Through the information provided by Yao Pengju, they knew that the Japanese army had retreated.

Hearing the news of the Japanese retreat, the soldiers surviving on the position suddenly became jubilant, and then wept to cry.

Zhao Zhiguo sat slowly on the ground, his eyes were scattered, and everything in front of him began to become blurred, nothing.

"Qin Dongsheng!" Zhao Zhiguo gently shouted Qin Dongsheng's name.

Qin Dongsheng was still cheering with his brothers. Zhao Zhiguo shouted several times before he heard it.

"battalion commander?"

Qin Dongsheng was a little distressed when he saw Zhao Zhiguo. At this time, he understood how many things that Zhao Zhiguo borded in the past few days.

He slowly picked up the Japanese military coat seized by him gently on Zhao Zhiguo.

"First send the injured brothers to the rear, and still have to stand tonight to prevent the little devil from killing a carbine."

After the order was issued, Zhao Zhiguo slowly stood up and came to the position. Looking up at the starry sky, the star light was covered with the earth, and the snow on the ground reflected.

"I will never fight such a unique battle again in the future."

In fact, only Zhao Zhiguo himself knew that he was gambling with the Japanese army with the life of more than 300 officers and soldiers in the whole battalion. This kind of battle was to treat the brothers as dead people.

The moonlight was bright, and the cold wind brushed lightly. The cheers of the soldiers were still endless. Zhao Zhiguo did not stop them. The Japanese retreat. Tonight, they are not too carnival.

"Battalion, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Pengju came to Zhao Zhiguo and saw that Zhao Zhiguo stood alone in the cold wind, like a twilight old man, and like a lonely swordsman.

"Nothing!" Zhao Zhiguo turned and looked at Yao Pengju, "You are thin! Thanks to you this battle."

Without a special team, they cannot survive so many people.

"Battalion, what are you saying, it is the opportunity you gave us, but ... it is a pity that the ten brothers, if they can see how good it is to win this battle."

The special team sacrificed ten brothers and did not even find the corpse. They could no longer hear the cheer of victory.

"Qin Dongsheng and they even killed 50 or 60 people, it is estimated that Takakura is almost the same."

Survive soldiers also have injuries. If they are calculated according to the casualties, Zhao Zhiguo's entire camp, I am afraid that only their sharp knives can find a few unsolved soldiers.

"Fortunately, we have survived." Yao Pengju said.

"Go back to the underground work and sleep well. You must have not slept for a sense of peace in the past ten days. After settlement, I will expand the special team."

The Japanese army finally retreated, and the little devil attacked for about 20 days before and after. Although it did not eliminate the three divisions of the Huaxia Army, in this battle, the two divisions of the Jinsui Army and the Northwest Army lost the strength of the four regiments.

However, the casualties of the little devil were only more than two thousand people. Most of the losses were in front of Zhao Zhiguo's position.

After learning that the Japanese retreated, Mr. Zhang immediately sent soldiers to contact Zhao Zhiguo. Although he got in touch with Zhao Zhiguo, he lost contact with Zhao Ziming.

Since Zhao Ziming leaving Pingcheng with the recruit regiment, there is no news again. It seems that this recruit regiment has evaporated.
Chapter completed!