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Chapter 372 Long live the Sichuan Army
January 16th.
Everyone knows that this will be the last battle of the 802nd Regiment at the Zozaobang position.
There are 289 men left, including wounded soldiers.
A group of nearly a thousand people fought for only two days.
"That's almost it."
Prime Minister Lin looked up at the sky and repeated: "It's almost done."
The only remaining battalion commander, Wei Juchuan, stuffed another steamed bun into his mouth.
He knows what his end will be soon.
But even on the road to hell, you can't be a starving ghost, right?
"Brother Meng."
"Captain Lin!"
"It's almost done." Lin Xianghou repeated this sentence for the third time: "Let's go, let's go, don't forget what I said to you yesterday."
Meng Shaoyuan stood straight: "Captain Lin, brothers, I am incompetent, I will become a deserter."
"You are not a deserter, you are a witness." Lin Xianghou smiled: "The passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names. In the future, someone must know what our group of beggar soldiers have done here. You are that witness By!"
He raised his voice fiercely: "Meng Shaoyuan, go tell everyone that our 802nd Regiment of the Sichuan Army was ordered to defend Zhongzaobang. Not an inch of our position was lost!"
"Not an inch of the Hezaobang position was lost!" Meng Shaoyuan replied loudly: "The 802nd Regiment, with its remaining soldiers, launched a counterattack to recapture the Chenjiahang position! Long live the Sichuan Army!"
Sichuan Army—Long live!
The clerk in the regiment was seriously injured. He called Meng Shaoyuan to his side with difficulty, and took out the notebook from his pocket:
"Take...bring back...remember us people..."
Japanese Ninth Division, Seventh Infantry Regiment.
Asahi Shiro has been holding a telescope and observing the Chinese position opposite.
Are the people stationed there the elite newly reinforced by the National Government?
Otherwise, why did we attack for two days in a row and failed to accomplish anything under the cover of aircraft, artillery and tanks?
Not even an inch of the position could be taken down.
Moreover, just yesterday, after the 35th Wing Wing fought hard to capture the Chenjiahang position, less than an hour later, the Chinese army was able to launch a counterattack and regain the position?
No, judging from the feedback from the front line, the opponent does not look like an elite force.
Dressed in rags and with little machine gun fire, they were used to fighting hand-to-hand combat.
The Japanese army has always been very confident in their stabbing skills, but in the past two days, they have never won every hand-to-hand battle.
It can defend, attack, and counterattack. Did the Chinese deploy one... no, two divisions there?
Just now, the division commander, General Yoshika Ryosuke, personally called. On the phone, the division commander had only one sentence:
"Don't let the white jade be covered with dust."
There is nothing else but this sentence.
But these are already very serious words.
The Ninth Division and the Eighteenth Division are known as the "Twin Jewels of the Empire"!
"Your Excellency, Captain, you are ready!"
"let's start!"
At 7 o'clock in the morning on September 16, the Japanese army launched another attack on the Hazaobang position.
Miracles always happen unexpectedly.
At this time, in the Zaozaobang position, there were only 289 soldiers of the 802nd Regiment of the Sichuan Army, insufficient ammunition, and very few grenades left.
But even under such a disadvantage, the 802 regiment fought from morning to afternoon and actually repelled 8 more Japanese charges!
A full 8 times!
If it happens once, it's called a miracle.
It happens again and again, what is that called?
That is the Great Wall of Steel built of flesh and blood!
The sun sets.
The air was filled with the strong smell of blood.
The war is still going on...
Asahi Shiro's entire face was distorted because of his anger.
8 charges!
The 7th Regiment lost troops and generals, but the result was the same as any previous charge:
The position is still firmly in the hands of the Chinese!
"Bagaya road!"
Shiro Tosei almost roared there: "The position, before dark, I want to see the position! Otherwise, I can only commit suicide by disembowelment in front of the division commander! This will bring shame to the empire!"
It's evening.
It's not raining anymore.
Shanghai in the evening is so beautiful!
"Captain, the count is over. There are still twenty-eight people who can move. Fourteen of them really can't get up."
Wei Juchuan, who was missing an arm, walked over.
He stuck the big knife on the ground, and with his only remaining right hand, he took out a bun from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, so that his words were slurred:
"Get ready to hit the road, Captain."
"We're on our way." Lin Xianghou smiled.
On the opposite side, the Japanese army has completed preparations for the attack.
This will be the last battle of the 802nd Regiment on the Zozaobang position!
The 802nd Regiment is worthy of heaven, earth, and this country!
"Sichuan Army, line up!"
Following Lin Xianghou's order, all the brothers who could stand stood up.
Fourteen seriously injured people gathered around and tied together the last four grenades on the position. .
Prime Minister Lin saluted the seriously wounded with a military salute: "Brothers, let's go first!"
"Commander, let's go!" said a wounded man who was blind and had broken legs: "Go down and find a good place for me."
"Don't worry, it must be a geomantic treasure land. I will take you to reincarnate together and kill Xiao Dongyang!"
Prime Minister Lin saw that the Japanese army was slowly advancing here.
He picked up the big knife: "Brothers, let's hit the road!"
Wei Juchuan swallowed the bun in his mouth and pulled out the big knife on the ground:
"Brothers, let's hit the road!"
Coming up!
Xiao Dongyang is here!
"Brothers, kill the enemy!"
The first one to rush out of the position was Lin Xianghou!
On the battlefield, the roar shook the sky!
Even though there were only twenty-eight people, the roar was still loud!
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
The fourteen wounded men burst out roaring for their brothers at the same time!
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
Prime Minister Lin was like an enraged leopard, flashing the sword in his hand, and chopped down a Japanese soldier with one blow!
"Kill the enemy!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, Lin Xianghou's body softened and he slowly fell to the ground.
A bullet hit his head.
"Kill...the enemy..."
Even after falling to the ground, Lin Xianghou was still murmuring.
"Captain, commander."
Wei Juchuan rushed over like crazy and cut a Japanese soldier into two pieces with one knife: "Little Mazi, little Mazi, hurry up, hurry up, carry the commander down, carry him down!"
"yes!"
Wei Juchuan was really crazy. With only one arm, he waved his sword crazily and slashed at the Japanese he could see!
Kill the enemy!
Several bayonets stabbed him at the same time.
Wei Juchuan let out a tiger roar, and where the blade passed, another Japanese head flew out.
The bayonets were all drawn out.
Wei Juchuan grinned.
He fell to the ground with a crash.
His hand reached for his pocket, but as soon as he touched it, he stopped moving.
A bun rolled out of his pocket...
The Japanese army finally occupied this position.
Here they fought fiercely for three days.
What kind of army is defending here?
"Your Excellency, squadron commander, we found a group of wounded soldiers from the Chinese."
"Have a look!"
Fourteen seriously wounded Sichuan soldiers gathered together.
When he saw a group of Japanese soldiers approaching them with bayonets in hand, a wounded man whose leg was broken by the bombing smiled and said, "Little Japanese soldiers, have you come to see your father off?"
"What are they talking about?" The squadron leader didn't understand a word.
"I don't know either. I only speak a little bit of Chinese."
However, there is no need for them to understand, because they will understand it quickly.
The wounded man had bursts of smoke coming from his arms.
That's a grenade!
"You damn son of a bitch, let's go on the road with me!"
Sichuan Army, 804th Regiment.
Meng Shaoyuan drank a large tea vat of water in one breath: "Quick, quick, to the regiment commander, the 802 regiment, Commander Lin can't hold it anymore, reinforcements, reinforcements quickly!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 804th Regiment, comforted him: "I came all the way through the starry night. So far, there is only one guard company that has arrived in Shanghai, and all the equipment and weapons are behind."
"Commander Xiang, Commander Lin really can't stand it anymore." Meng Shaoyuan almost begged: "All the brothers are exhausted, all are exhausted. When I withdrew, there were still 289 brothers, Almost all the bullets and grenades are empty. If we don’t hit it again, our brothers will be dead!”
Xiang Wenbin gritted his teeth and said: "Guard Company, assemble! The target is Zhizao Bang!"
Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed and jumped up: "Commander Xiang, I am willing to serve as a guide!"
"approve!"
Xiang Wenbin didn't care.
Even if there is only one company, he will reinforce it.
Fight hard, fight with the little devil, and rescue the 802nd Group no matter what!
"Captain, look!"
Just after the assembly was completed, the guard company commander pointed forward.
A thin figure was stumbling around.
There seemed to be someone on his back.
"Little pockmark!"
When he came closer, Meng Shaoyuan recognized him at a glance.
What he is carrying is...
"Sir Meng!" When he saw it was Meng Shaoyuan, Xiao Mazi ran and cried: "Quick, quick, save our captain, save our captain!"
"What? Is it Prime Minister Lin?" Xiang Wenbin became anxious upon hearing this: "Quick, quick, put it down and be careful."
With the help of several soldiers, Lin Xianghou was carefully lowered to the ground.
However, after almost just one glance, everyone knew it was over.
It's hopeless, it's hopeless.
"What happened?"
Seeing that everyone was silent, Xiao Mazi immediately became anxious: "Quick, quick, what are you still doing? Save our leader."
"Little Mazi." Meng Shaoyuan's voice choked with sobs: "Captain Lin, it's gone, it's gone."
"Fuck your mother's stinky shit!" Xiao Mazi jumped up: "Our leader will not die, he will not die. Meng's surname is that you are an immortal!"
As he said that, he sat down on the ground and cried loudly: "Captain, commander, wake up, wake up. Let these idiots see that you are alive, you are alive!"
"Chen Houman!"
"arrive!"
Meng Shaoyuan's eyes turned blood red. At this moment, he had completely lost his mind: "Give me the order. All teams will gather immediately and follow me to counterattack Yunzao Bang!"
"yes!"
"Meng Shaoyuan, is your brain broken?"
At this moment, a voice came.
