who I am?
I'm a soldier!
Where am I?
I am on the battlefield against Japan.
What is my mission?
Kill the Japanese!
With such a simple question, Duanwu didn't know what he was confused about.
He rode out on a white horse. Although he was drunk, he was still sober.
It's just that alcohol can indeed make people lose their minds in an instant, otherwise he wouldn't be so reckless as to ride a white horse and want to rush into the enemy camp.
But now, there is no way back. If he just rode back on the white horse, he would definitely be laughed at.
So in this case, it is better to kill the little devil and stand up alone. Even if he dies in battle today, his journey on the anti-Japanese battlefield will not be in vain.
With a spear on his back and grenades on his horse, Duanwu took the lead and charged into the enemy's formation.
"who?"
The Japanese sentry standing on the half-collapsed second-story attic shouted questions in Japanese, but at this time Duanwu had already rushed over with a whip.
At night, the Dragon Boat Festival is like a white lightning.
The kid fired, but when he aimed at Duanwu, Duanwu had already rushed in front of the kid's front defensive position.
The little devil could only fire his gun as a warning.
The Japanese in the Japanese defensive position quickly got up when they heard the sound of gunfire, preparing to stop the enemy.
But at this moment, a white war horse galloped over their heads.
The little devil's eyes widened, and what he thought in his mind was: Where did the Chinese soldiers get their horses?
Boom!
Just when the little Japanese was surprised, two grenades had already exploded in the little Japanese's simple bunker.
Seven or eight Japanese soldiers were blown out of the simple Japanese bunkers on the left and right wings.
The little devil had no intention of stationing here for a long time. He just borrowed bricks from nearby ruins to build a temporary defensive position. Because tomorrow, when the military supplies arrive, they will take advantage of artillery fire to capture the four rows of warehouses in one fell swoop.
What's more, a scout came back and reported that the Chinese soldiers were victorious, very lax, and seemed to be taking a shower.
Major Yamamoto was very angry when he heard this. If he had not suffered heavy losses in this battle and was worried that the cunning Chinese soldiers were setting a trap, he would definitely go for a sneak attack tonight.
But the urge for revenge was still suppressed by him.
In today's battle, he made consecutive wrong judgments. When he calmed down, he realized that he had fallen into a trap designed by the enemy.
Ever since his scouts reported back and saw Captain Yoshida kneeling in front of the Sixing Warehouse, he had fallen into the trap of the Chinese soldiers.
At that time, the Chinese soldiers were just trying to provoke him, causing him to lose his mind and make misjudgments. As a result, the forward position was placed directly under the enemy's artillery fire.
But is this impulse?
Not at all, because many Imperial soldiers have done this when fighting the enemy.
Because many Chinese troops do not have artillery. Set up a machine gun position 200 meters away from the enemy to suppress fire. Then use artillery to dismantle the enemy's defenses.
This tactic is absolutely invincible in battles against Chinese soldiers.
But today, he was completely defeated. Not only did the enemy also have artillery, but they also used their absolute ground superiority to launch an indiscriminate bombardment against them.
In retrospect, he thought that the enemy must have shot out all the artillery shells at that time, and combined with the grenades of the grenadiers, it created the illusion that the enemy's artillery was very ferocious.
The imperial army lost their fighting consciousness under the artillery fire. And this includes him.
At this moment, the Chinese soldiers rushed out like a tide.
The nerves of the imperial army, which were already panicking, were completely crushed by this last straw.
The same goes for Yamamoto Taro, who fled with his own brigade.
Although he escaped one kilometer away, he reflected that the Chinese soldiers could not have so many troops to launch a major counterattack.
But when he rushed back with his men, it was already too late. The Chinese soldiers had taken away all the weapons and equipment he had lost.
In other words, he was deceived by the Chinese soldiers again. The opponent is not charging at all, but coming to pick up equipment.
So it was precisely because of this that when he learned that the Chinese soldiers were disorganized and some were even taking a bath, he did not dare to organize a night attack. Instead, he ordered all the imperial soldiers to rest and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
However, what he never dreamed of was that just after eight o'clock in the night, before nine o'clock, the enemy came to kill him.
This is simply ridiculous. Doesn't the night attack have to wait until after twelve o'clock, when everyone has gone to bed?
But he didn't expect his enemy to act out of common sense.
The same goes for other Japanese soldiers. During this time, there was no defense at all. Most of the Japanese soldiers were resting, and some were even asleep.
But unexpectedly, a war horse suddenly came in, followed by a series of explosions.
The explosion and fire swallowed up most of the tents in just an instant.
Riding on the lucky white horse, Dragon Boat Festival rampaged through the Japanese army camp.
puff!
Duanwu held a Type 38 rifle and directly killed a Japanese machine gunner.
The Japanese machine gunner was thrown away and hit the ruins three meters away, vomiting blood.
At this time, Dragon Boat Festival had already rushed to the end of the Japanese army camp.
The little devils here have already reacted. They formed a human wall directly in front of the Dragon Boat Festival and blocked the Dragon Boat Festival.
Dragon Boat Festival turned over and dismounted, slapped the horse's butt, and the white horse ran to one side of the alley like a psychic.
The Japanese did not intercept the war horse because the Dragon Boat Festival was their main target.
Behind him were constant explosions and the frightened screams of the Japanese. In the Dragon Boat Festival, under this background, he was alone and faced more than thirty Japanese soldiers with guns and live ammunition.
The little Japanese sergeant drew out his sword and shouted loudly: "Retreat!"
The little devil quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and ejected all the bullets from the chamber.
Golden bullet casings kept jumping out of the gun barrel, like falling beans.
"Attack!"
At the roar of the Japanese sergeant, thirty Japanese armed with bayonets rushed towards the Dragon Boat Festival like ferocious beasts.
Dragon Boat Festival has already put life and death aside.
Although he regained his sense, he felt that he was a little impulsive.
But he has no regrets. Since he has killed everyone today, he will not let every Japanese go until they die in battle.
"kill!"
Dragon Boat Festival roared and rushed towards the thirty or so Japanese soldiers.
The devil's pupils suddenly shrank, with a look of fear on his face. Although there was only one person charging towards them in Dragon Boat Festival at this time. But that kind of momentum is like thousands of troops.
At this moment, in the eyes of the Japanese, it was not one person charging at them, but hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people charging at them.
That overwhelming momentum is enough to make them unable to breathe! ...
