The bayonet pierced the neon officer in half.
The furious neon officer was no longer angry.
After Ma Xiaoguang withdrew his bayonet, Officer Neon slumped down and blood flowed out...
Lao Li nodded to Commander Ma, raised his might and wielded his single sword and continued to join the battle group.
The battle lasted for more than an hour, and the Neon Army finally retreated.
"I'm afraid we will lose a lot of money in this battle, and we will lose about a hundred brothers!"
Captain Ma said while smoking a cigarette and watching the brothers clean up the battlefield.
Although about two hundred Japanese were eliminated, the national army also suffered a lot of losses. Half of the more than two hundred men brought out by Captain Ma were lost!
An exchange ratio of one to two is quite remarkable for the Chinese army. Usually the two armies in combat have an exchange ratio of five to one.
However, no one is excited or happy now. Baoshan has become an isolated city, and the number of people is reduced one by one.
On the other hand, the Neon Army not only has the advantage of firepower, but in theory they can receive a steady stream of supplements and reinforcements.
On the way back to the city, Lao Li and Ma Xiaoguang walked at the end of the team.
Lao Li complained as he walked: "I can definitely kill that Japanese second lieutenant one-on-one. Isn't it a bit unethical for you to stab him in the back like this?"
Ma Xiaoguang rolled his eyes and said, "Old Li, this is not your first day as a spy. Do you need to practice martial ethics to deal with the Japanese?"
"Ahem, don't I just say that..."
Seeing that Chief Ma was anxious, Lao Li quickly changed his words and said sarcastically.
The fierce fighting continued for two more days.
September 5th.
Early that morning, the Neon Army began their charge, and the entire uninterrupted attack continued until dusk.
Different from the previous few days, the Neon Army used brimstone bombs this day. Not only were explosions and smoke everywhere in Baoshan, but everything that could burn was set ablaze.
The entire county was in flames.
The fire was accompanied by thick poisonous smoke!
"Ahem... Damn, you despicable little devils, I'm quite polite to them."
Lao Li crouched behind the broken wall of a private house in the east gate, covered his nose with a wet towel, and said in a low voice.
Ma Xiaoguang didn't speak. It was better to say less in this situation.
The entire third battalion has suffered more than half casualties. Three of the four company commanders under Battalion Commander Yao have been killed, and six of the nine platoon commanders have died...
The special operations team members have not yet died, but everyone including Ma Xiaoguang has been injured.
Zhao Qingze injured his thigh and now drags his lame leg and lurks in the street as a sniper.
Fu Mingyi injured his arm, but he just asked the health worker to bandage him briefly before continuing to fight in the barricade.
Lao Li was attacked by two Japanese soldiers in a street fight and was stabbed across the palm of his left hand. Although it did not affect his ability to hold a knife, it was impossible to fight with a bayonet.
Ma Xiaoguang's right leg was injured, a penetrating wound caused by a stray bullet from a Type 38 rifle - fortunately, no bones or tendons were injured, but it seemed to be infected, and the pain was severe when he moved.
The Neon Army quickly broke through the positions outside the east gate.
This time, the other party was like a gambler with red eyes, putting all his chips on the line.
Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Li saw from a distance that there was a group of neon officers behind the tanks and infantry. Judging from the surrounding presence of other officers guarding them, this should be a high-ranking official!
"This is a big fish!"
"It's probably Takamori Takashi, captain of the Neon Army's 68th Regiment!"
"The little devil is getting impatient!"
"We are even worse off. You didn't see that the cooks, radio operators, and health workers have all gone to the battlefield..."
"boom!"
An explosion interrupted their conversation.
The main gun of the Type 97 tank in front of the Neon Army opened fire, and the ruined neighborhood was once again covered with bricks and stones...
"Da da da"
"Bang" "Bang"
Various weapons on the national army's barricades also opened fire.
Some bullets passed through the gaps between the tanks and hit the infantry behind them. Those who were shot could only scream and fall to the ground...
But more bullets hit the steel plate of the tank, making a crisp sound and splashing sparks.
"Boom boom boom"
Raindrops of grenades were thrown over and the smoke dissipated, but it had no effect. The tanks continued to drive towards the national army position unhurriedly.
Seeing this scene makes people anxious and angry!
Slowly the Neon Army tanks are getting closer and closer...
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly flashed across his face. A National Army soldier crouched, running left and right towards the Neon Army tank.
"It's Little Plum!"
Ma Xiaoguang shouted in a deep voice.
Little Lizi is Li Weimin, a soldier of the 3rd Battalion of the National Army. Everyone has become very familiar with each other in the past few days, so they all call him "Little Lizi"!
As Xiao Lizi jumped out of the trench, various weapons on the national army's position also concentrated fire and opened fire to provide him with cover.
Then, with the familiarity of the terrain and the cover of his brothers, Xiao Lizi touched the side of the Neon Army tank.
Without any hesitation, he fired the grenade!
"Boom boom boom"
After a rapid and violent explosion, the Neon Army tanks erupted into flames and thick smoke, and could no longer move forward.
But there is no trace of Little Plum!
Since they were in the city, the tanks in front blocked the way, so the infantry behind the Neon Army had no choice but to abandon their armor cover and rush out alone.
Now the brothers in the national army can concentrate their firepower on the infantry.
But there are too many infantry in the Neon Army. If the first group falls, another group will rush up from behind, and it seems that they can't finish them off no matter how hard they fight.
Ma Xiaoguang saw that on the machine gun position, the Min-24 heavy machine guns were emitting white smoke, and the Czech light machine guns had their barrels changed twice.
Despite this, the Neon Army was still unable to move forward.
"Into!"
A hoarse shout in neon language made people feel nervous.
Looking towards the place where the shouts came from, a neon officer wearing a colonel uniform was urging the infantry to charge while holding a command knife.
This shout seemed to make the infantry of the Neon Army rush to the national army positions desperately. This attack was like a tide and seemed unstoppable...
At the same time, tanks, infantry guns, mortars, grenades... all kinds of heavy firepower poured down on the national army's position like a rainstorm.
The position suddenly became a purgatory of blood and fire, with explosions, fire and smoke everywhere!
"Tum" "Tum"
At this time, there were two soft sounds from behind the national army position.
Then came two screams and an explosion!
The explosion happened on the side of the Neon Army's front line, not far from the commander's place.
After the explosion, the rear of the Neon Army was in chaos, and the momentum of the attack was stagnant.
"Colonel Takashi Takamori is injured!"
Shouts in neon language were heard in the distance.
The infantry of the Neon Army, who had been extremely violent just now, suddenly slowed down, and the various weapons on the national army's position began to output wildly again.
The sun sets again, and the neon army retreats again...
It was already dark.
The rear of the barricade.
"Here, I am the supreme commander, and you must obey my orders!"
Yao Ziqing's voice was still calm, but irresistible.
He said this to Ma Xiaoguang.
Ma Xiaoguang had been arguing with him for a while. The difference was that Yao Ziqing was unwilling to retreat, but asked Ma Xiaoguang and Lao Li to leave Baoshan with the messenger Wei Jiancheng.
Yao Ziqing took out a cowhide satchel and handed it to Wei Jiancheng solemnly.
"Baoshan is already a dead place. Ziqing has the responsibility to guard the land and will not take a step back... But the lives of the five hundred brothers in our battalion are here, and we must take him out!"
Yao Ziqing said to Wei Jiancheng very solemnly, and he also said this to Ma Xiaoguang.
Speaking of this matter, Ma Xiaoguang knew that Battalion Commander Yao was absolutely serious.
He glanced at the other person's thin face.
Ma Xiaoguang said no more, pulled Wei Jiancheng, who was in tears, and walked away quickly.
