358th Regiment 1st Battalion
"The group seat, one battalion will be unable to withstand it."
Qian Bojun, the commander of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment, yelled at Chu Yunfei on the phone: "The Japs Regiment's group charge was too fierce, and the artillery fire covering the charge was also very fierce. They were all large-caliber heavy artillery. The first battalion suffered a lot of casualties. , do you want to retreat?"
Chu Yunfei's stern voice came from the phone: "Your battalion must hold on for another two hours to buy time for the engineer company."
"Regiment, if we hold on for another two hours, I'm afraid more than half of the first battalion will suffer casualties, and the organization will be crippled." Qian Bojun said.
"Even if your whole battalion is wiped out, you still have to hold on for two hours!" Chu Yunfei roared, "If you can't hold on for two hours, don't come back to see me!"
After the call was hung up, Qian Bojun put the phone back and said to Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Fugui: "The regiment ordered us to hold on for another two hours and send all the reserve teams up!"
"Team leader, even if we send all the reserve teams up, there will only be less than 2,000 people in total. How can we withstand the crazy attack of the Japanese regiment!" Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Fugui stared wide-eyed, "Two hours of hard work , this is going to cost the lives of the brothers."
"The regiment has issued a death order. Even if the whole battalion is completely destroyed, we must defend it!" Qian Bojun was still very bloody at this time. He shouted to Zhang Fugui: "Send him up here!"
"Yes!" Battalion Deputy Zhang Fugui responded and immediately sent the reserve team up.
"Brothers, give me another two hours to fuck him!" Qian Bojun personally lined up the guards with him.
Under normal circumstances, he, the battalion commander, should stay at the command post.
But in order to boost morale and block the Japanese attack, he had no choice but to take the lead.
On the battlefield, there were two thousand soldiers in one battalion of the 358th Regiment. They were wedged in the position like nails.
They withstood the heavy artillery bombardment of the Japanese regiment. The artillery shells left a battalion full of holes. The bodies of many brave soldiers were separated by the bombing, and their flesh and blood were scattered.
But no one turned and ran away.
They withstood the fierce artillery fire and fired back fierce fire at the attacking Japanese regiment.
It has to be said that the soldiers brought out by Chu Yunfei are all bloody warriors.
…
On the flank of the battlefield, Yang Dali led Wu Ze as they passed by.
Looking at the raging battle scene, Yang Dali stamped his feet fiercely and cursed: "Damn it, these Japanese reinforcements are attacking too fast. They are blocking our way back."
"Captain Yang, can't we take a detour?" Wu Ze asked Yang Dali while looking at the artillery fire suffered by the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment on the battlefield.
This battlefield is so fierce. If you cross it, you are looking for death.
"We can't go around." Yang Dali shook his head. "If we go around, it will take two more days. We also have no horses. If we delay for two days, we may be delayed."
Ding Wei's order to Yang Dali was to bring Wu Ze back to the 28th Regiment within a time limit.
There are only the last two days left.
As for the horse, when he was on his way, he encountered a Japanese scout. Although Yang Dali successfully eliminated the enemy, the horse was gone.
"Captain Yang, put the Japanese skin on your body, hurry up." Wu Ze decisively started to change clothes.
"I won't wear it!" Yang Dali hated these clothes. When he killed the Japs scouts before, he only took the Japs' weapons and discarded the clothes.
Wu Ze took off the Japanese soldiers' clothes and put them on without saying anything.
"If we want to return to the 28th Regiment Headquarters within two days, we must cross this battlefield." Wu Ze said solemnly, handing the larger clothes to Yang Dali, "Change quickly."
"Wearing these clothes, you were beaten to death as a Japs. What an unjust death!" Yang Dali glared, still refusing to put on this clothes, "How about we start from the position of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment? Pass?"
Now, the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment is under heavy artillery fire, passing through it, and the risk must be very high.
Even if he was killed by a bomb, it would be better than dying wearing a Japanese soldier's skin.
After death, when the corpse was collected, he was buried in the same pit as the corpse of the devil. When he came to the Lord of Hell, he said that he was not a devil, and the Lord of Hell probably didn't believe him.
"Captain Yang, let's put on Japanese clothes, pretend to be Japanese, and pass behind the Japanese." Wu Ze said solemnly, "You also saw that there is no artillery fire behind the Japanese, so it is safe over there."
"It's not easy to pretend to be a Japanese, and we don't know how to speak Japanese." Although Yang Dali said this, his tone began to waver.
This is indeed the case. The battlefield is fierce now, but there is no artillery bombardment behind the Japanese soldiers. It is a good idea to pass from behind the Japanese soldiers.
Now most of the Japs' forces and attention are on the frontal battlefield, but there are not many Japs in the rear.
However, when the Japanese soldiers shouted to them, they couldn't understand the Japanese soldiers' language. Wouldn't this be exposed?
"I can speak Japanese." Wu Zedao said. As a military attache stationed abroad in his previous life, he was proficient in Japanese and English.
"Can you speak Japanese?" Yang Dali was stunned. If Wu Ze could speak Japanese, then he could give it a try.
"Yes, I can." Wu Ze nodded.
"Then please say something and listen." Yang Dali said.
"I said it, but you didn't understand it." Wu Ze said this in Japanese.
Yang Dali couldn't understand Wu Ze's Japanese sentence, but it sounded like it. He said, "Actually, I can also speak Japanese."
"Didn't you just say you didn't know how?" Wu Ze was suspicious.
"I know just one sentence." Yang Dali said.
"Which sentence?" Wu Ze asked.
"idiot!"
"???" Wu Ze.
Yang Dali didn't hesitate anymore and quickly changed into Japanese clothes with Wu Ze.
He also picked up Japanese weapons and put on a steel helmet.
The endless weapons and ammunition can only be found somewhere to bury them on the spot and be picked up later.
"This Japanese guy's clothes are really awkward." Yang Dali moved a little and said.
"Let's go, hurry up and go there." Wu Zedao, "Remember, run over in a big way, don't be sneaky, that will look wrong. When the Japanese soldiers shout, don't say anything, I will talk to him, if Something is wrong, I’ll signal to you and we’ll go back the way we came.”
Wu Ze was not 100% sure that he could fool the Japanese soldiers. If the enemy asked for a password or refused to let him pass, he would have to return temporarily.
"Okay, okay." Yang Dali nodded and ran over with Wu Ze.
Some Japanese soldiers discovered Wu Ze and Yang Dali and shouted to them: "Which team are you two from?"
Wu Ze immediately replied in Japanese: "We are the Wugu detachment..."
Wu Ze answered based on the sign on the scout's body, saying that he was on a reconnaissance mission and had to pass by here.
The other party said no more words and did not stop him.
When Wu Ze saw this, he felt happy and quickly winked at Yang Dali, and the two of them took the time to pass by.
boom!
boom!
boom!
…
The heavy artillery of the Japs Regiment kept roaring. The shells flew over the heads of the two men and bombarded the position of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment indiscriminately.
"What a good thing. It's a pity that there is no chance to capture it." Yang Dali looked at the power of this heavy cannon with extremely greedy eyes.
"Let's go over there." Wu Ze pulled Yang Dali and suddenly changed the direction.
"Aren't we going to pass through here quickly? Now..." Yang Dali shut up before he could finish his words, because the Japanese soldiers were coming towards him.
"Can you use artillery?" Wu Ze asked Yang Dali after the Japanese soldiers passed by.
"what do you mean?"
"Answer my question, hurry up." Wu Ze said solemnly.
"I can use mortars." Yang Dali replied.
"Yeah." Wu Ze hummed, without saying another word, and quickly ran with Yang Dali to the location of the logistics transportation team.
Here, there are Japanese cars, horses, and other ammunition and weapons.
There are no Japanese soldiers here, only the Imperial Army.
"Wu Ze, what are we doing?" Yang Dali was confused.
"Stop talking, don't you know how to use a cannon? Hurry up and get it." Wu Ze pointed to Yang Dali where the mortar was placed.
"What, get a cannon?" When Yang Dali heard this, he was immediately confused.
Aren’t we going to run for our lives?
Just run away like a swagger from the Japanese side, why not just take their mortars? This, this, this... The rough man Yang Dali felt like he was dreaming.
