This battle was not as Jiro Hashimoto and Jiro Hatoyama imagined. It was not an even battle, but one-sided.
The enemy's ferocious firepower almost overwhelmed the Japanese army. Whenever they wanted to organize firepower to counterattack, there would always be four or five small grenade shells aimed at them as if they had eyes. They "greeted" with more accuracy than those little Japanese who played with grenade launchers.
"Baga Yalu! If this continues, let alone drinking sake, I have to wait and see whether I can go back!" Hatoyama Jukuro seemed to be in a very unhappy mood. Well, of course, as a normal person, he probably I don't want to die so soon.
"Chief Hatoyama! Why don't we cover your retreat! Our troops probably won't be able to withstand it for long, these damn Chinese troops are too powerful!" Jiro Hashimoto suggested. The situation was already very bad at this time. , within ten minutes, their entire army would be annihilated, it would be better to let Hatoyama break out and count the ball.
"No! We cannot withdraw at this time. If we withdraw, returning to the division headquarters will be a dead end. We will definitely be ordered to commit seppuku and commit suicide!" Hatoyama Jukuro gritted his teeth and said, if we really withdraw like this, in the country My family probably won't have a good life either, so they might as well die here.
"I understand, this is the only way we can go." Jiro Hashimoto's face was filled with despair.
Before Jiro Hashimoto and Jiro Hatoyama could think of how to die more "tragic", they heard the horn sound of the charging troops of the national army.
That's right, it's the horn sound of charge.
Because they had almost cleared away the Japanese soldiers, their next target was the remaining Japanese soldiers who were hiding in the car and trying to resist.
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"Company commander, we have made a fortune this time." A soldier ran to Liu Houming and reported.
At this time, the officers and soldiers of the special agent company had basically reached the road, leaving only some soldiers with better marksmanship still at the commanding heights to prevent other Japanese soldiers who were not dead from attacking their comrades.
"Don't worry about this for now. Let's check immediately to see if there are any little Japs alive. Remember, it must be done cleanly. Our company has no habit of taking prisoners!" Liu Houming said very decisively.
"Yes! Sir!" the soldier responded.
Not only did this soldier have to carry out the company commander's orders to the end, but also the officers and soldiers around Liu Houming also passed on the company commander's orders - this is their tradition, which has been in place since the establishment of the spy company. Zhang Tianhai didn't like this kind of creature called "Japanese" very much, and he specifically ordered that the spy company should not be left alive.
Yes, in Zhang Tianhai's view, since these Japanese soldiers stepped onto the land of China, they must have sins on their hands, sins filled with the blood of the Chinese people.
Zhang Tianhai would never forgive such people who had original sin. What's more, Zhang Tianhai himself was an officer who broke out from Nanjing. He felt that these people should pay with blood.
Even though Liu Houming was cautious, he was still very interested in what the soldier said about "making a fortune" - you know, their spy company was well-informed and often took away the little devil's logistics. At the stronghold, there were too many Japanese weapons piled up in piles.
Since it can be called "making a fortune", there must be many valuable things, so Liu Houming must find out for himself.
"Pry open all these boxes!" Liu Houming said to a soldier beside him.
"Yes, company commander." The soldier quickly ran onto the Japanese transport trucks, skillfully picked up a crowbar, and pried the sealed wooden box.
Only after the soldier pried open the wooden box did Liu Houming realize that he had really made a fortune.
I saw strips of golden things lying in the wooden box, so long, so round... those were fucking Qiwu Mountain Cannon shells!
"Quick! Clear out the Japanese as quickly as possible. Let's get supplies. We can bring as much as we can and retreat immediately!
Liu Houming said.
At this moment, another soldier ran to the front of Liu Houming and reported: "Report to the company commander, two little devils were found in the truck in front. We can't break through it directly because the truck is full of artillery shells. If it explodes, What a pity!"
"Oh? What kind of devil?" Liu Houming's interest suddenly came.
"They are probably the officers of two little devils. Those little devils just wanted to protect that car." The soldier reported truthfully.
"Okay, let all the air out of their tires and place booby traps on their cars. If they dare to open the door, they will explode immediately. The remaining people will carry the shells immediately! Carry them to the top of the mountain anyway. Don't leave anything for these little devils!" Liu Houming gave the order directly.
"Yes! Company Commander!" The surrounding soldiers also responded one after another.
Yes, this batch of artillery shells is indeed not a fortune for Liu Houming personally, but it is definitely a fortune for the entire theater security force, because what the artillery battalion lacks most is artillery shells, isn't it? It would be fun to think about using these shells to hit the little devils on the head. Usually, the little devils would hit them a lot.
As for the placement of this batch of artillery shells, Liu Houming's idea was very simple, that is, to find a safe place to hide these artillery shells first, and then report to the group. That would definitely be a great achievement...
When he thought of this, Liu Houming felt happy... Well, as for the two little devils trapped in the car, that was not within the scope of his consideration at all - if these two little devils were not afraid of death, they would have killed them long ago. Real guns came out to kill their special agent company, how could they still be hiding in the car? Playing hide and seek?
Yes, the two little devils trapped in the car were the main commanders in charge of transportation this time, Hatoyama Jukuro and Hashimoto Jiro.
These two people were undoubtedly very unlucky. After all, the driver was killed by gunmen from the national army at the first opportunity. He was so lucky that the doors on both sides became useless in the violent explosion.
Yes, it just broke down. Japanese manufacturing in this era is not that strong yet.
"Sir Hatoyama, what should we do? The Chinese army outside seems to want to attack us..." Jiro Hashimoto looked at Jiro Hatoyama next to him with despair on his face.
At this time, Hatoyama Jukuro's heart was probably broken: If only he could be allowed to fire two shots in an upright manner, it would be better than being trapped here and dying like this, unable to control his life or death...
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PS: Updates are coming! I wanted to update earlier, but I got stuck and felt dizzy. It was too difficult.
