The distance from Shouyang to Taiyuan is about 80 kilometers. The armored battalion and the 2nd and 3rd guard regiments on trucks arrived near Wusu in only two and a half hours.
Then, the huge convoy drove off the road and ran directly through the wilderness, heading north through Wulonggou, passing Gangdao Village and bypassing the Nansha River, then turned west and headed straight for Yingzemen in the south of Taiyuan City. During this period, all the tanks of the armored battalion turned off their lights and moved forward by the moonlight.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, Taiyuan City welcomes Zemen.
Along the Nansha River outside the city gate, there are also several machine gun positions set up here, and a squadron of the 41st Division is deployed, which can be regarded as the last line of defense outside Taiyuan City.
At this time, except for a few Japanese soldiers who were on guard duty, everyone else was sleeping in the machine gun position.
In the north in September, the weather is hot during the day, but it is still very cool at night. Each of the Japanese soldiers was covered with a thin blanket and slept very comfortably.
The few on guard were also very sleepy, lying on the machine guns and yawning.
Just when he was about to fall asleep with his eyes narrowed, the roar of an engine suddenly came to his ears, and at the same time there was a slight tremor on the ground.
While he was wondering, a beam of light appeared far to the left of the position and hit his face.
His eyes that had adapted to the dark night were dazzled by the light. He raised his hand to block the light and stood up, trying to see what was over there.
However, after seeing it clearly, he frowned again, thinking that the imperial army's chariot brigade had been staying in the city. When did it come out?
Before he could figure it out, a spark burst out from the muzzle of the tank over there.
From the perspective of the Japs Sentinel, after he saw the sparks, he felt his body fly up, and when he landed, he seemed to have lost consciousness all over his body.
He glanced down at his lower body and realized that the area below his chest had disappeared.
He wanted to shout, but before he could make a sound, he lost consciousness.
A shell shattered the Japanese soldier, flew to the machine gun position behind, and exploded with a "boom".
"Enemy attack!"
The other Japanese soldiers on guard shouted in unison, and all the sleeping Japanese soldiers were awakened. They picked up their guns and lay down beside the sandbags. For a moment, machine guns and rifles fired wildly towards the left side of the position.
However, before their light machine guns could empty a bullet hopper and their heavy machine guns could not finish hitting a bullet feed plate, the armored battalion over there had already deployed.
20 tanks formed an arrow-shaped formation and rolled towards the Japanese position.
Originally, the armored battalion was marching in a straight line, so even if the lights were turned on, only one car light could be seen. Now after unfolding, even with only 20 tanks, it still showed a strong sense of oppression, causing the Japanese on the position to appear short-term. The confusion of time.
At this time, the directional machine guns and turret coaxial machine guns on the armored battalion tanks also opened fire. 40 machine guns formed a dense firepower, pouring ammunition crazily at the Japanese army.
The main gun was not idle either, and 45mm armor-piercing explosive shells fell on the Japanese position one after another.
At a distance of about 300 meters, with the armored battalion advancing at full speed, it only took a few dozen seconds to reach the Japanese position.
Inspired by the spirit of bushido, a certain Japanese veteran picked up a packet of explosives and wanted to die with the tank rushing in front of him. However, before he could get close to the tank, he was beaten into pieces by the soldiers of the Second Guard Regiment who were following in a charging state.
Because the entire Japanese defense line faced the opposite side of the Nansha River, that is, facing the south, now the left wing was broken through by the armored group, which suddenly caused the entire position to collapse.
The Japanese captain in charge of commanding this position quickly called the headquarters in the city to report the current situation.
But it's obviously too late.
After drilling through this position, the armored battalion turned north and rushed towards the Yingze Gate of Taiyuan City, and soon rushed to a distance of less than 200 meters in front of the Yingze Gate.
At this time, the light and heavy machine guns on the city wall also opened fire, but the Japanese 7.7mm heavy machine gun bullets had almost no lethality on the front armor of the T-26 tank, and at most they chipped off a small piece of paint.
Before the attack started, Brother Gao Jingting and Brother Yunlong crowded onto one of the tanks. At this time, the two of them were howling excitedly, like two giant monkeys.
"Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough!"
Brother Yunlong shouted the English words he had just learned and waved his right hand. Unexpectedly, he was too excited and slapped the driver in front of him on the helmet.
The driver was hit hard on the back of his head and hit the periscope in front. Fortunately, he was wearing a helmet, so it didn't hurt much.
"Hey!" The American driver covered his head and turned to glare at Brother Yunlong angrily, but he didn't dare to curse.
In normal times, they are instructors and can say all kinds of ugly things on the training field, such as "Fake", "Shete", and "Sang Naofubichi". But now on the battlefield, Brother Yunlong is one of the commanders. , he dared not speak out in anger.
"Shaorui, Shaorui!" Brother Yunlong quickly apologized.
Gao Jingting personally operated the tank's main gun on the side. He saw the Yingze Gate through the main gun's sight and the light of the car lights. He decisively loaded a shell and then fired another round at the city gate.
Not only him, but several other leading tanks also fired shells at the city gate at the same time.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Five rounds of 45mm armor-piercing high-explosive shells hit the city gate. Even a steel gate couldn't withstand it, let alone an old copper-clad wooden gate.
The south gate of Taiyuan City was punched with several large holes in this way. One of the bullets hit the door bolt, and the entire door panel suddenly shook.
Subsequently, the tank Gao Jingting and the others were in took the lead, turned the turret 180 degrees (for fear of bending the barrel), and then rammed the front of the tank directly into the city gate.
The city gate opened in response!
"Whoa!!!"
Inside the tank, Gao Jingting screamed excitedly.
The Japanese troops at the top of the city had already withdrawn, planning to engage in street fighting with the Eighth Route Army.
The city gate obviously cannot stop the impact of tanks. If they continue to stay at the city head and wait for the Eighth Route Army infantry to rush into the city, they will be surrounded and annihilated on the city wall. Retreating is a last resort. At least this way they can be held back by street fighting. Eighth Route Army.
After the armored battalion rushed into Taiyuan City, it stopped not long after. 20 tanks formed a semicircular defensive formation in the open space near the city gate, waiting for the infantry behind to follow up.
Because Liu Yu said that if a tank loses the cover of infantry, it will be very vulnerable in street fighting. Gao Jingting and others kept this in mind, so they suppressed the urge to continue the assault and silently waited for the infantry behind them.
However, before the infantry could wait, they first waited for the Japanese First Tank Battalion, which was huddled in Taiyuan City.
During the previous attack on the 364th Brigade position in Wusu, 8 tanks of the First Tank Group were directly destroyed, and several of the remaining tanks needed to be overhauled, so only 18 tanks could be dispatched in total, 14 of which were Doudin tanks. chariot.
The Doudin tank can almost be ignored. It doesn't even have a door gun, just a 7.7mm gun turret. The four Type 95 light tanks are a bit of a threat. Their 37mm tank guns can penetrate the armor of the T-26.
Therefore, Gao Jingting directly ordered all tanks to attack those Type 95 tanks first.
The Japanese First Tank Battalion came through the streets in the city and could not deploy at all, so they basically lined up in a row. This put them at an absolute disadvantage when facing the armored battalion. The key was that they also let a few Type 95 tanks The chariots went ahead.
Well, now, the first round of attacks from the armored battalion turned the Japanese’s only 4 Type 95 tanks into scrap metal. The remaining Doudin tanks were frightened when they saw this situation, but in Bushido Under the stimulation of spirit, they continued to charge towards the armored battalion.
The armored battalion was naturally not polite and took them all away one by one.
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Inside the city, the headquarters of the First Army of the North China Front of the Japanese invaders.
Yoshio Shinozuka paced back and forth anxiously in the war room.
He hadn't slept in the first place, how could he sleep now? Severe anxiety made his eyes red, and coupled with physical exhaustion, he was close to collapse.
I thought that the numbers of all the troops under the 122nd Division had appeared. Who knew that Liu Yu actually had a reserve team of nearly 4,000 people, and if he didn't take action, he would attack the fatal point! (The Malus from the extra-high school class come out and get slapped!)
At this time, there was only one squadron of garrison strength in Taiyuan City. Even if the First Army personnel, military police, service personnel and other non-combat personnel were included, the total number would be less than 600.
"Report!"
The messenger called to Yoshio Shinozuka who was pacing back and forth.
Yoshio Shinozuka looked at the messenger with wide eyes, his eyes were as red as a wild beast that wanted to devour someone.
The messenger swallowed his saliva and was so frightened that he couldn't even breathe. He held his breath and said: "The chariot brigade is collectively shattered. The Eighth Route Army infantry is entering the city. The 3rd Squadron is struggling to fight with it and is requesting tactical guidance from the headquarters! "
Hearing this, Yoshio Shinozuka closed his eyes in pain.
Originally there were combat artillery in the city, but they were all brought to Wusu by the 41st Division in order to fight against the tanks in Liu Yu's hands.
But who knew that this chariot cluster disappeared after Wusu was captured. I thought they were afraid of losses and evacuated the battlefield, but who knew that they actually wanted to sneak attack Taiyuan City!
The most critical thing is the 4,000 or so infantry. When a tank enters the street, if there is no infantry cover, it will be a moving coffin. But with the infantry following it, it will be different.
Yoshio Shinozuka hates this bastard Liu Yu for sneaking attacks every time. Young people don't follow martial ethics!
Opening his eyes again, Yoshio Shinozuka sighed: "Order Moritake Tanabe of the 41st Division to return for reinforcements!"
Everyone in the headquarters was busy, and when they heard this, they were all stunned.
This order means temporarily abandoning the 37th Division.
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Yingzemen, there is a fierce street fighting going on here.
After all, the two guard regiments were not the main force and could not form an absolute crushing advantage over the Japanese army. However, fortunately, their usual street fighting training did not fall behind. With the help of the armored battalion, they slowly advanced towards the center of the city.
Inside a T-26 tank.
"Lao Gao, shoot me one shot, just one shot!"
Brother Yunlong pulled Gao Jingting away, wanting to experience the feeling of firing a cannon.
"What are you doing?" Gao Jingting looked impatient, "It's a war, what's the fuss about? Just be your observer!"
After finishing speaking, he put his eyes in front of the scope again, looking for the Japanese firepower point.
"You're just trying to make a fool of yourself, what a waste of observation!" Brother Yunlong curled his lips, stuffed his hands into his cuffs, and squatted behind him with an unhappy look on his face.
Gao Jingting still kept his eyes close to the sight and said: "It will be dawn soon. Just observe the surroundings and don't let any death-seeking devils approach with explosive bags, otherwise everyone in our car will be reimbursed."
Brother Yunlong pulled up the periscope on the roof of the car and looked outside. He found out that they were all members of his own security group, and curled his lips again.
After retracting his head, he was bored and took out a cigarette from his pocket, took one out and lit it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a sip, Gao Jingting suddenly fired a shot, scaring him so much that he choked.
He was so angry that he wanted to hit Gao Jingting on the back of his head from behind, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was stunned.
After coming back to his senses, Brother Yunlong said to Gao Jingting with bright eyes: "Old Gao, we have invaded here. It stands to reason that the 41st Division on the Wusu side will also return reinforcements, although the commander has already asked the 364th Brigade to attack We will seize the opportunity to encircle him, but if they break through, or if Tang Tianji is not surrounded and they are allowed to retreat to Taiyuan City, then it will take a lot of time for us to completely occupy Taiyuan! If we can't protect them all, we will have to give up. Get them out!"
Gao Jingting was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Brother Yunlong: "What's your opinion?"
Brother Yunlong: "Give me a few tanks and the Third Guard Regiment. I'll go to the south and attack them. If I can break up the 41st Division, Tang Tianji and the others will be able to fight!"
Gao Jingting thought for a while and thought it was feasible, so he said: "Okay, I will suspend the offensive here, give you 15 tanks, and take the Third Guard Regiment to kill him!"
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Wusu.
It was already 6:30 in the morning, and the sky was already bright.
At this time, Tanabe Moritake was leading his troops to Taiyuan, and they could reach Yingzemen in half an hour at most.
Brother Yunlong was really right. Tanabe Moritake didn't stupidly turn around and return the troops, but concentrated a regiment of troops to launch a fierce attack on the flank positions of the 364th Brigade before withdrawing.
Originally, when Gao Jingting and the others broke into Yingzemen, Tang Tianji asked the troops on both wings to outflank the 41st Division, but he was too anxious, mainly because it was already 5:30 and the sky was already bright and dim, and the 364th Brigade The movement was too big and not subtle enough, so Tanabe Moritake noticed it.
This time, Tanabe Moritake got slapped!
In this way, the 728th Regiment over there had to switch to defense again. Just when Tang Tianji was about to fight back, Tanabe Moritake quickly withdrew, leaving the already severely damaged 239th Regiment and all the wounded soldiers to break up the rear. The main force under the command quickly evacuated to Taiyuan City.
Tang Tianji was immediately furious, ordered his troops to pursue him, and then quickly reported the situation to Liu Yu.
Liu Yu was also shocked when he received the news. If Gao Jingting and the others in the city were backstabbed by Tanabe Shengwu and managed to break into Taiyuan City, they would be driven out again. After all, there were only two guard regiments there. to a strength of 4,000 men.
If Tanabe Moritake is allowed to withdraw the remaining two regiments to Taiyuan City, it will be troublesome. The 37th Division is not easy to deal with here, and the 41st Division, which relies on Taiyuan City for street fighting, will be even more difficult to deal with.
Let’s take a look at the Battle of Taierzhuang. General Chi Fengcheng led the 31st Division of the Second Army (Northwestern Army Sun Lianzhong’s command) and used street fighting to delay the 10th Division for 5 days in Taierzhuang, giving the Fifth Theater enough time to encircle!
The 31st Division of the Northwest Army can hold back a permanent division for 5 days, let alone Tanabe Moritake's 41st Division!
If this is really the case, if the Eighth Route Army insists on attacking Taiyuan, I am afraid that Taiyuan will become Shinozuka Yoshio's Taierzhuang victory!
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Originally, Yoshio Shinozuka was unwilling to give up the 37th Division, but now that he was forced to do this, he had no choice but to give up his troops and save his commander.
On the way from Wusu to Yingzemen, Tanabe Moritake sat on the truck of the baggage team and rested with his eyes squinted.
For him, to be honest, he has been very useless these past few days.
The year before last, as the chief of staff of the 10th Army, he participated in commanding the battles to attack Shanghai and Nanjing. The imperial army at that time was so invincible.
When he was in Nanjing, he also witnessed the imperial army slaughtering Chinese people like pigs and sheep. Did he ever encounter any resistance?
Originally appointed as the commander of the 41st Division, when he first arrived in Shanxi, North China, he scorned the Eighth Route Army and thought that Hashimoto and others were exaggerating.
But after actually fighting face to face with the 122nd Division, his arrogance finally took a hit.
Although the 41st Division was on the offensive side in yesterday's day-long battle and seemed to be fighting fiercely, in fact the casualties were much higher than those of the 364th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army opposite.
After a day of fighting, let alone the defense line, not even a single trench of the 364th Brigade was taken down!
When did a division of the Imperial Army fail to defeat a brigade of the Eighth Route Army?
Tanabe Moritake was very puzzled.
If he hadn't found the Eighth Route Army's flaw in the morning and struck a first blow, he would have been surrounded by now. Now because Taiyuan was attacked, he had to abandon the besieged 37th Division. What a humiliation!
After thinking about it, Tanabe Shengwu opened his eyes and looked ahead. He could already vaguely see the embankment of Nansha River.
Nothing else matters, as long as Taiyuan can be defended, everything can be fought back!
Leaning out of the car window and looking at the infantry following behind him, Tanabe Moritake nodded.
The infantrymen all ran to keep up, without moving too far away.
He retracted his head and was about to order the baggage regiment to speed up so that he could rush back to Taiyuan. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw what seemed to be a sandstorm on the horizon in the distance ahead.
Taking a closer look, I saw a row of tanks in front, followed by hundreds of trucks, rushing towards this direction, kicking up dust all over the sky!
Tanabe Moritake was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he shouted sternly: "Stop!"
"Crunch!"
The vehicle stopped, and so did the entire convoy.
Tanabe Moritake jumped off the truck and ordered loudly: "Quick, organize a defense on the spot! Turn the truck sideways to block the charging route of the opposing tank! Set up the combat defense cannon, hurry!"
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On the opposite side, Brother Yunlong, who had just led his team through the Nansha River, also saw the advancing 41st Division and laughed happily.
Through the telescope, he saw that the anti-war artillery was being set up on the opposite side. Brother Yunlong was also nervous, but at this time, he had no choice but to charge.
With the spirit of bright sword, move forward indomitably!
He picked up the car walkie-talkie and yelled: "Comrades, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road! Charge! That's enough!"
Those tank drivers couldn't understand Chinese, but after all, they had been in China for almost two months, so they could still understand "Chong", not to mention the loose English of Brother Yunlong at the end.
All the drivers immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and all the tanks exploded at their ultimate speed and rushed towards the Japanese army.
The distance of about 2 kilometers still takes a lot of time. During this period, the 18 combat defense guns assigned to the 41st Division opened fire one after another.
At first, because of the distance, there was no damage to the armored battalion. However, two trucks riding in the third guard regiment behind were hit.
But as the distance got closer and closer, when the armored battalion rushed to the position of 1 kilometer, the losses occurred. The tank on the left closest to Brother Yunlong was hit by a 37mm armor-piercing round on the front armor, and it relied on inertia to move forward. After sliding for a few meters, it stopped and stopped moving.
The tank main guns on the armored battalion also began to fire back, and the casualties on both sides increased linearly as the distance approached.
800 meters away, the Japanese light and heavy machine guns opened fire.
The MG-42s set up on top of the truck on which the Third Guard Regiment was riding also fired back.
It was really a hail of bullets!
500 meters away, another tank on the armored battalion's side was hit in the turret and collapsed on the spot without moving. Brother Yunlong saw dozens of trucks on the opposite side blocking the middle, and immediately ordered the two armored battalions to separate. The first battalion of the third guard regiment got off the vehicle and advanced steadily relying on the cover of the trucks. The remaining two battalions followed the armored battalion and outflanked them from both wings.
Viewed from the air, the main combat forces of the two regiments of the 41st Division have barely deployed at this time, but the diameter of the defense circle is less than 1 kilometer, the depth is less than 800 meters, and there are no trenches.
Seeing the armored battalions outflanking him on both sides, and thinking of the 364th Brigade following behind, Moritake Tanabe turned pale.
The commander opposite is not a reckless man, he knows how to fight!
Looking around again, he saw that the two main combat units had simply dug some foxholes and simply piled up sandbags with ammunition boxes without any defense line. Tanabe Moritake knew that this kind of defense line was completely impossible. Block the impact of armored forces, even if there are only more than 10 tanks on the opposite side.
Both Shinozuka Yoshio and Tanabe Moritake were too wishful thinking, thinking that the 41st Division could successfully return to Taiyuan and drive out the Eighth Route Army that was attacking the city. Even if it didn't work, they could drag the Eighth Route Army to death in street fighting, but none of them expected to invade. The Eighth Route Army in Taiyuan City would suddenly divide their forces to kill a carbine, and dare to attack his entire division with more than 1,800 men!
Even if the 41st Division suffered some losses, there are still tens of thousands of troops left!
Of course, if there were only more than 1,800 people and a dozen tanks, Tanabe Moritake would not be so afraid.
But behind the key is the 364th Brigade, which is like a wolf and a tiger!
You must not let the enemy's armored cluster rush in and scatter the troops!
At this point, we can only fight to the death. Tanabe Mingwu pulled out his command sword and ordered: "All troops, fight to the death! Defeat the Eighth Route Army ahead in the shortest possible time!"
He can't outrun a group of wheels. If he orders an evacuation, the casualties will be even greater under the pursuit of tanks and trucks. He can only fight to defeat the more than 1,800 Eighth Route Army troops in front of him. Before the 364th Brigade can surround them, rely on the strength of the troops. Overwhelm the advantage!
Following Tanabe Moritake's order, the remaining two regiments of the 41st Division and other directly affiliated units no longer defended themselves. They stood up one after another and launched a countercharge towards the Third Guard Regiment.
Seeing the Japs rushing towards them, the drivers of the trucks also became angry. They stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and rushed towards the Japs despite the hail of bullets.
During this period, many trucks were hit, and some drivers were shot several times, but they still held the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator with their right foot, crossing the final charging distance before dying.
Soon, the two sides collided violently, and many Japanese soldiers were crushed into pieces by the trucks. The soldiers of the three regiments on the vehicles hid behind the steel plates, setting up machine guns and rifles and shooting wildly at the Japanese soldiers.
Similarly, there were many trucks whose drivers were hit and stopped, but were blown up by individual Japanese soldiers holding explosives. Fortunately, the soldiers of the Third Regiment on top were smart enough to know that if the truck stopped, anyone who stayed on the truck would be a living target. , so they got out of the car early and used the cover of the truck to fight on foot. However, the truck was blown over and some people were still crushed.
Hundreds of trucks were just ramming back and forth on this flat land with a radius of several kilometers. Both sides lost their command and were fighting in complete chaos, fighting with only a stream of blood.
From time to time, trucks were blown up by explosive charges or penetrated by anti-aircraft guns.
There were also some Eighth Route Army soldiers in some trucks who picked up grenades thrown into the truck and threw them out. As a result, their arms were blown off.
Of course, the Japanese army suffered greater losses. The MG-42s carried on those trucks were like scythes, harvesting their lives. The sound like a cloth tearing machine made people tremble when they heard it.
However, the Japanese finally gained the advantage in terms of strength. Although the fight was chaotic, they were outnumbered, and their suicide attacks caused huge casualties to the Third Guard Regiment.
Soon, the melee between the two sides had passed for half an hour, and only more than 300 trucks were left on the battlefield.
Watching the running trucks of the Eighth Route Army being forced to stop, the soldiers on the trucks had to get out of the truck to fight with the imperial army with bayonets and gradually fell into a disadvantage. The tanks also ran out of fuel and the members in the vehicles stuck their heads out to fight. Tian A smile finally appeared on Bian Shengwu's face.
As long as he can defeat this Eighth Route Army unit, he can stride back to Taiyuan City. Now there is only a little more than 2 kilometers away from Yingze Gate.
As long as it can be withdrawn, even if the 41st Division has lost more than half, the remaining troops can still last for at least three days!
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In the center of the battlefield, Brother Yunlong was fighting side by side with Chen Lei, the leader of the Third Guard Regiment.
He saw Brother Yunlong chop down a Japs who was rushing toward him with his sword, then turned around to support Chen Lei and leaned against a tank behind him that stopped when it ran out of fuel.
Looking at the chaos around him, Brother Yunlong couldn't help but feel a hint of bitterness in his heart. After getting off the tank, he gathered a platoon of soldiers around him, and later joined Chen Lei's guard squad, which had more than 50 people.
But now, he and Chen Lei are the only two left.
"Brother, I'm sorry, it's me who has caused trouble for you this time." Brother Yunlong said with a wry smile while holding a big knife.
Chen Lei was covering his lower back, his face pale. He had been accidentally pricked by a Japanese soldier just now, and blood was gurgling out from between his fingers.
Just listen to him laugh and say: "What are you saying? How can you not be implicated? I have to thank you. The commander put us in the garrison. We usually can't win battles. This time you brought us with you." More than 1,000 of us attacked tens of thousands of Japs, what do you mean? It's enough... enough to leave a mark in history!"
Seeing Chen Lei's face getting paler, Brother Yunlong took a look at the injury on his back and found that the situation was not optimistic.
"Hold on, brother. When the battle is over, I'll treat you to a drink..."
"The hell is on the black card!"
While Brother Yunlong was talking, another Japanese man rushed toward them with a chirping sound.
Brother Yunlong took two steps forward, swung his sword to deflect the Japanese's thrust, then turned around and slashed the Japanese's neck with the sword.
It's a pity that this knife chopped off more than a dozen Japs, and the blade was a bit curled. After cutting into the Japs' neck, it got stuck there, without cutting off the entire head.
At this moment, another Japs came out of the diagonal stab, trying to stab Brother Yunlong in the back.
Chen Lei on the side witnessed all this, but it was too late for him to shout, so he could only grit his teeth and throw himself behind Brother Yunlong.
"Pfft!"
The bayonet pierced Chen Lei's abdomen. In order to prevent the bayonet from penetrating him and then injuring Brother Yunlong, Chen Lei's left hand, which was originally covering the wound, tightly squeezed the bayonet blade.
"Ahhhhh!"
Chen Lei roared, his teeth full of blood, staring at the Japanese in front of him, and then swung the big knife in his right hand to chop off the Japanese's head.
Brother Yunlong had just pulled out the big knife stuck in the Japanese soldier's neck. He turned around when he heard Chen Lei's roar, and saw Chen Lei hacking the Japanese soldier to death.
Brother Yunlong was shocked and quickly supported Chen Lei: "Brother!"
Chen Lei felt weak all over and slowly fell down in Brother Yunlong's arms.
"It's okay, Chief. I'm a little sleepy. Take a rest... take a break. You continue to kill, kill the Japanese..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lei fell into shock due to excessive blood loss.
Brother Yunlong understands that this brother will not survive. If he is in the hospital now, he can be saved by blood transfusion, but now he is still on the battlefield. It is difficult to find a hygienist, not to mention a doctor...
In a mixture of grief and anger, Brother Yunlong looked up to the sky and cursed: "Tang Tianji, why the hell haven't you come yet?!"
However, as soon as he finished cursing, a loud charge horn sounded in his ears.
