"Your Excellency, Major, do you think there is a possibility that the China Army has already arranged an elite force, waiting to ambush us here?" Ichiro Matsui ran over and expressed his thoughts.
Although he also felt that such an idea was ridiculous, the firepower pouring down from the top of the mountain explained everything. If it was just a small force, it would have been dispersed long ago.
"It should be... unlikely. There is not too dangerous terrain here. The biggest role of the troops stationed here is to block our pursuit of victory. After the withdrawal of the Chinese army, the terrain ahead is flat and there is no danger to defend. , there is no way to stop the elite division of our Imperial Japanese Army. The defeat of China has been determined, leaving a main force to make a fuss here is of no use at all, and it does not make much sense."
Major Teng Yuan's analysis is actually very reasonable. It is now the end of the Battle of Songhu, and several major armies are facing such an embarrassing situation. Those who have withdrawn today are already the last batch of main troops. Only the national army is still in front of Zhabei, and it is only a matter of time before a full retreat.
The next terrain is all plains, and the enemy's equipment advantage will be even more obvious.
"Major, your Excellency, what should we do now?" Matsui's team attacked the top of the mountain many times and was beaten down. At this time, they could not come up with any good solutions.
At night, the Japanese's will to fight also weakened a lot.
"Continue the attack, we must capture this mountain." Major Tengyuan did not give Matsui a good look at all. He believed that the reason why his brigade did not pass in time was entirely due to the ineffective fighting of Matsui's squad, which resulted in the army being blocked here.
The number of casualties has now exceeded their expectations. If Matsui hadn't had good results many times in the past, he would have been withdrawn by Teng Yuan.
Song Jin had no choice but to turn back and continue his attack on the top of the mountain. But under the cover of night, the sight was blocked, and the Japanese offensive was much weaker.
The two sides went back and forth, and about half an hour passed. The defenders on the top of the mountain still had good fire support, making it difficult for the Japanese troops to pass.
As time went by, the opportunity for Tengyuan Brigade to intercept the main force of the national army was quickly disappearing. If we delay for some more time, even if we catch up, it won't make much sense. On the contrary, it is easy for a lone army to go deep and be surrounded and suppressed by the national army from all sides, which is a taboo for military strategists.
"Let me attack with all my strength and we must wipe out all the Chinese troops on the mountain." Major Tengyuan roared. Now that the opportunity to intercept the enemy's main force has been lost, the enemy on the top of the mountain must be eaten in one bite.
With this order, the enemy's firepower suddenly became much more ferocious. Three more teams attacked the top of the mountain from different angles. If the terrain was not open, Major Teng Yuan would have even wanted to press the entire brigade up.
Although Wen San and others fought back desperately, the heroes could not withstand the large number of people, and more and more Japanese were gradually approaching the top of the mountain. Even using grenades can't stop the enemy's attack.
"Platoon leader, we don't have much ammunition." Lao Wan was already red-eyed. I found that there was not much ammunition, so I promptly informed Wen San of this important situation.
During this period, the fighting between the two sides was quite fierce, and the ammunition consumption was not ordinary.
"How much ammo are left?"
"Several people have run out of bullets, and they don't have more than five rounds in their hands. There are less than a hundred machine gun rounds left. If three machine guns fire at the same time, they can last for a few minutes at most. The grenades have been used up. , only three melon grenades are left."
Lao Wan reported a very serious number. If the bullets are used up, there will only be hand-to-hand combat. The Japanese are very good at this, and with the few troops Wen San has, they are completely unable to withstand them.
Wen San looked at the cannonballs in his hand, and there were only four left.
This battle has reached its end. In terms of personnel, there are only 14 people left, 5 of whom are seriously injured and are still gritting their teeth to participate in the battle.
"It's time to retreat."
Wen San knew the combat intentions of Teng Yuan's Japanese soldiers, and it was meaningless for them to stay here.
"We haven't lasted for four hours yet, have we?" Lao Wan was a little worried.
None of them had pocket watches on them, so they could only estimate how much time had passed based on their own feelings.
"It doesn't matter if he lasts four hours or not. If he holds on any longer, the whole army will be destroyed. Is it useful to wait for just a little longer?" Wen San didn't want to obey the battalion commander's order to hold on for four hours.
Fighting requires more flexibility. Executing orders in a single-minded manner will only harm others and yourself.
Even if Wen San and others tried their best, they could only hold on for more than ten minutes, and it was probably the end. But it is a crime to sacrifice all the soldiers in this meaningless battle!
Remaining viable is the most reasonable choice.
"Okay, I agree to retreat." Lao Wan was persuaded by Wen San.
If there were still bullets, he wouldn't mind holding on for a while, but they would soon run out. On the contrary, the Japanese attacks became more fierce. This was a process of one ebb and flow.
"Platoon leader, let's stay here for a few of our seriously wounded soldiers to break up the rear. Even if we want to run away, we can't run away. Staying here can buy you some time to retreat." Tuesday Wa stared at Wen San and looked at the injured ones. The brother spoke.
No one wants to die, they just have to do it. This is a comrade who sacrifices himself for others at a critical moment and deserves to die.
Wen San had a look of pain on his face. Although they had known each other for only half a day, after this battle they had become daring brothers. He really wanted to take everyone away, including those brothers who had sacrificed their lives.
But reality did not allow him to do this at all, and the Japanese at the foot of the mountain also became angry. Gritting his teeth, he wanted to destroy them all. If you take everyone with you, you will definitely not be able to escape the enemy's pursuit, and everyone will die in the end.
"Leave one machine gun and all the bullets and grenades for them." Wen San made a very difficult decision.
But before leaving, he had to throw all four shells on the Japs' heads. There are a lot of Japs at the foot of the mountain. Just adjust the angle of the bombing and you should be able to harvest a lot of Japs.
The rumbling explosions slowed down the pace of the Japanese a little, and Lao Wan and others had already handed all the ammunition into the hands of Tuesday Wa and the others.
"Brothers, see you in the next life! We are still good brothers!" Before leaving, Wen San and others solemnly paid a military salute to the Tuesday babies.
"Platoon leader, please leave quickly. Live well and kill more Japanese in the future as revenge for us." The eyes of Tuesday Wa and others were full of determination.
Their plan was simple. After using up all the bullets, they would use the remaining grenades to kill the Japanese together. This is the bloody nature of the Sichuan army. They will bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy even if they die.
Wen San nodded heavily, and quickly ran towards the back mountain with the remaining nine people. Only at night would they have a chance to escape alive. If it were daytime, the chance of successful evacuation would be extremely slim.
Wen San and others had not gone far when the gunfire from the top of the mountain stopped.
Everyone knew in their hearts that the bullets of the soldiers left behind had been exhausted.
Without the threat of bullets, some Japanese soldiers finally rushed to the top of the mountain. Regardless of whether he saw anyone or not, he raised his gun and started beating randomly.
However, when they reached Zhou Zuiwa and others, the explosion of grenades sounded loudly, and flying blood and flesh were scattered in every corner of the mountain top. The brave warriors shed their last drop of blood and became one with this land passed down from generation to generation.
As for those devils, hell is waiting for them!
