"Huh? Huh?"
When the guards saw Kitano Sanjokuro killing Naka Kumagayao, they were shocked and speechless for a long time.
At this time, Kitano Sanjuroro walked over with a bloody knife.
The guard had a long mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
"Hum hum!"
Kitano Sanjuro's crazy sneer whispered in the ears of the guard who was almost stunned: "Naka Kumagaya died in a battle with the enemy. He died very heroically. And you are also a hero. You witnessed it." Of all these people, I will promote you to captain and become my guard captain, do you understand?"
"clear!"
When the guard heard this, he quickly stood at attention and bowed, maintaining the most humble posture. Because he knew that if he said the wrong thing, a cold and biting steel knife would be waiting for him.
At the same time, Kitano Sanjukuro ordered loudly: "My teacher, Mr. Zhongxiong, has died fighting for the Japanese Empire. Warriors of the empire, let us use the blood of the enemy to honor our heroes. Attack as a whole, annihilate the 672nd Regiment, and annihilate the enemy headquarters!"
"Attack!"
Naturally, the Japanese officer did not know that Naka Kumagayao died at the hands of Kitano Sanjuro. They believed that Naka Kumagaya was killed by a stray bullet from the enemy.
So when they heard the news, the Japanese soldiers were very angry. They drew their swords one after another, picked up their spears and jumped out of the trenches to save their lives.
At this moment, Dongshan's anti-aircraft artillery troops once again launched shelling and strafing at the Japanese army. It was only after firing and firing that they discovered that the bullets and shells had been used up.
Two days of fighting consumed all the more than 3,000 rounds of machine gun shells and 20,000 rounds of anti-aircraft machine gun ammunition stored in Dongshan.
The bullets are gone, the Japanese army is swarming in, and a bloody battle is about to begin.
When the artillerymen on the top of the mountain saw this, they looked for sticks and stones and rushed down the mountain.
At this time, regardless of the military branch, everyone has only one idea, and that is to kill the Japanese.
They didn't receive any orders, they moved completely spontaneously and involuntarily.
Because Yamashita is their comrade, and the Japanese army is attacking crazily. If they don't save their comrades and brothers, then they will die under the enemy's butcher knife.
So driven by instinct, they picked up the sticks and stones on the ground and rushed down.
"Come on, follow me and kill the Japanese."
A group of people suddenly emerged from the air-raid shelter. They were armed with knives for chopping meat, iron pots, rice shovels, poles, and various kitchen utensils. They were cooking soldiers, but they also rushed out at this moment.
An artillery officer said in surprise: "Old Wang, what are you doing here? You have to have three advantages and two disadvantages. Who will cook for us?"
Lao Wang from the cooking team stared: "Everyone is dead, who should I cook for? You all kill the Japanese with me, and I will add meat to your dinner!"
"good!"
More than 150 people from the cooking squad and artillery poured down the mountain like a flood from a bursting embankment.
At the same time, Yamashita's 672nd Regiment had launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese.
There were not many soldiers in the 672nd Regiment alive. During the two-hour battle, the Japanese army launched more than ten rounds of attacks. The 672nd Regiment had already suffered heavy casualties.
But the Japanese army also suffered unprecedented heavy losses. During the two group charges, four to five hundred people were killed and injured by the soldiers of the 672nd Regiment and Dongshan's anti-aircraft artillery unit. Therefore, only a thousand people could rush to the 672nd Regiment's position.
But even so, the total strength of the 672nd Regiment was very different from that of the Japanese. The 672nd Regiment originally had more than 1,300 people. At this time, less than two-fifths can still maintain combat effectiveness, and the total number will not exceed 400.
Four hundred people and nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers fought with blood, and the casualties can be imagined.
Kitano Sanjuroro came over extremely arrogantly and pounced on Duanwu and others who were fighting fiercely with the Hanoi brigade.
At this time, Dragon Boat Festival had already hacked Hanoi to death, and the Hanoi brigade was also destroyed in Dragon Boat Festival's rescue.
A Japanese army came straight towards him, and Duanwu knew that the enemy was coming for him.
He shook off the blood on his sword and strode forward. Because at this time, there is no retreat at all. The only way is to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.
Dragon Boat Festival roared: "I, Dragon Boat Festival, are here. Anyone who wants to take my head can come!"
This is a provocation, but in fact it is what Duanwu is telling all the brothers who are fighting with the Japanese. Whether they are soldiers of the 672nd Regiment, an independent regiment, or artillery or cooking soldiers. He was with them during the Dragon Boat Festival, sharing blood and life and death together today.
At this moment, almost everyone on the battlefield, whether they are Chinese soldiers or Japanese soldiers. They all looked at the Dragon Boat Festival standing on the corpse of the Japanese soldier.
Dragon Boat Festival stood with a knife, covered in blood. This scene seemed to make the soldiers of the 672nd Regiment who saw the blood-stained Dragon Boat Festival understand something for the first time.
That man is not dressed in dirty clothes because he is sloppy, but because he has been fighting on the front line. The blood and stains on his body were all left by the Japanese.
And the white plaster feet were also covered in blood. The blood dyed the entire plaster right foot red.
At this moment, some people even wanted to cry, because many of them knew that the doctor had given a death order to Dragon Boat Festival's feet, and he was not allowed to exercise violently anymore, let alone go to the battlefield again.
But he still came, dragging a wounded leg into battle to kill the enemy.
And as the supreme commander, what should they do?
Each of them looked at the young officer covered in blood with great admiration.
The same goes for Master Huo. He has never seen such a special commissioner.
In his past impression, the special correspondents were all officials with slicked-back hair, wearing Chinese tunic suits, speaking in a high-pitched voice, walking with their hands behind their backs, and looking aloof.
Let alone letting such people come to fight on the battlefield, I am afraid that the Japanese will be so scared that they will pee their pants when they see them.
But Dragon Boat Festival is different. Dragon Boat Festival not only has extraordinary command ability, but also takes the lead.
As the highest commander here, he should just sit in the command room and issue orders. And no one will question anything.
Because he is a special commissioner, he has the highest official position in the entire Jiangyin Fortress.
But there was no such thing as Dragon Boat Festival. He rushed to the front line like a soldier, and he was dragging a wounded leg.
Such a special correspondent... no, such a man deserves Huo Shouyi's admiration.
He also climbed up the tall mountain of Japanese corpses and roared angrily: "Brothers, our special commissioner is on the battlefield. He drags a wounded leg into battle to kill the enemy. What should we do? I, Huo Shouyi, am here. , today’s battle, my brothers and I will shed blood together!”
"Common congestion!"
"Swear to the death to kill the enemy!"
"I would rather die than retreat!..."
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In the roars of Duanwu and Commander Huo, all the soldiers present, including those in the distance, roared.
Because they all saw it. They saw the two top commanders of Jiangyin Fortress fighting with them on the battlefield.
And if an officer is like this, what should a soldier do?
The anger and blood in the soldiers boiled. They roared and charged at the enemy in front of them.
Brave and unafraid of death, each one is as good as ten.
And at the same time, the right wing of the 672nd Regiment was restless, and more than 800 people from the original garrison brigade of Jiangyin Fortress launched an attack on the Japanese army from the flank.
Boom!
An explosion occurred at the headquarters of the Japanese 53rd Regiment at this time, and flames shot into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, nearly five hundred people came from behind the Japanese army. They were part of the 103rd Division. After solving the first part of the Japanese 58th Regiment at the 671st Regiment position, they detoured behind the Japanese army and fought out.
At this time, the Japanese army was surrounded by three sides, and the little Japanese were panicked. All the Japanese commanders looked at Kitano Sanjuroro, because if they were surrounded on three sides, then they would have no choice but to jump off the cliff on the north side, and then be driven into the river by the Chinese, and in the end they would all become water bastards! ...
