The short chargers followed the battle formation and charged fiercely towards the enemy's position where they could no longer raise their heads. Although there were soldiers on the road fighting to the death, and some would fall, they could not stop the short chargers at all. The heroic charge of the troops.
Short sprinters risk their lives and forget themselves because they know that sometimes death is not terrible.
Since they joined the Nie Army, they have no worries. If they have a family, the commander will take good care of them. Now they only ask for a military merit.
They have lost the opportunity to rise through hard work for hundreds of years. This time they finally have the opportunity. How can they not fight hard?
Fear?
nonexistent.
You may not get rich if you work hard, and you may not get promoted if you work hard, but you can definitely do it if you work hard.
Xie Jin looked at the brothers who were charging selflessly with a cold look on his young face.
On weekdays, you can love your soldiers as much as your children, but in wartime, everyone must work hard for victory.
This is the officer, this is the officer of Nie Jun.
It is precisely such officers who create such soldiers, and such soldiers can win every battle!
Sure enough, the soldiers carrying short submachine guns rushed to the position, and the flames in the barrels of the guns never stopped, constantly replacing the spare magazines on their chests.
In just ten minutes, the short rushers, with minimal casualties, completely captured this position.
The first battalion commander was also supervising the battle from the rear, watching his men perform so well.
He proudly saluted Xie Jin: "Commander, the first line of defense has been successfully broken through. Please enter the enemy command post for tea!"
The voice is loud and powerful.
Anyone who has such a brother should be proud.
Xie Jin put down the telescope with satisfaction and praised: "Who was the big man who charged the hardest just now? Such good soldiers must be trained early!"
"
The first battalion commander replied: "Report to the regiment, Wang Meng, the team leader of this short rusher!"
Xie Jin was very satisfied: "Take good care of him."
Then he said to the soldiers in the rear: "Except the artillery troops, all other troops will march to Jiaozhou!"
"Break through the last few lines of defense of the Japanese! Fight them back to their hometown in Japan!"
Xie Jin's face turned red when he said this. This was his ultimate goal of traveling across the ocean to study!
As for why the artillery didn’t need to be used?
Of course, the large-caliber cannon has a long range and is not afraid of this distance at all.
"yes!"
Xie Jin was drinking tea in the defense line command post and listening to the battle reports from all parties.
A brigade is nothing more than that.
Wasn't he beaten to pieces by my reinforced group of less than 3,000 people?
"Send the power to the commander. Xie Jin lived up to the commander's expectations and wiped out a Japanese brigade. The entire territory of Jiaozhou has been captured. Please rush to the front line to check the results!"
Nie Li, who was behind, was not idle either. He captured Zhucheng County. He didn't even have time to chat with the squire landlords and some famous local people, so he led his people without stopping to capture Huangdao County, which is next door to Zhucheng.
At this point, Nie Li's chassis in Dongshan was connected in a line, and the depth of three counties was enough to give Nie Li greater strategic depth.
As long as Jiaozhou is captured, an awl-shaped territory will be formed, and the direction the spikes of the awl face is the island city that is in dire straits.
Nie Li laughed loudly after receiving Xie Jin's telegram.
As expected, he is indeed a guy with outstanding abilities, he managed to capture a brigade in such a short time.
"Let Xie Jin consolidate the defense line and guard against the enemy's counterattack."
Nie Li set off for Jiaozhou, this time by train.
Half of the railroad already belongs to him.
On the way Nie Li was marching, Yamamoto Roku-seven, who was on his feet, was furious at this moment, and the adjutant's mouth was swollen from being slapped.
"Baga idiot!"
"A brigade is just gone? Was it destroyed by an enemy regiment? How can I explain to the country? How can I explain to the folks who gave their children to me in the first place?"
He gasped in anger.
The adjutant dared not say anything.
After venting for a long time, Yamamoto Rokuseven calmed down, with madness in his eyes!
"Prepare a car and go to the Jiao'ao Concession! Tell those big white pigs that I want to invite them to dinner!"
The adjutant left in a hurry. He was really scared. Where could he reason? It was obvious that the front line was defeated, but was it really you who was injured?
Yamamoto Sixty-Seven's car is still on the way, but the call has already been made to the consulate in the Jiao'ao Concession. There are people from the Gentle Country, ministers from the Beautiful Country, and even more serious ministers who enjoy the rights and interests of this concession.
There are also some people from the public concession. Before the Foot Pot Chicken attacked here, they were the most powerful people here.
Leibman, the minister of the Rigorous State, was facing a formidable enemy at this time.
The rest are not much better.
This anxiety lasted until Yamamoto Sixty-seven arrived.
Yamamoto Rokuseven looked at the group of people who came out to greet him, and he felt unspeakable satisfaction in his heart. The person who had been kneeling and licking him finally knelt and licked himself.
"Please! Mr. Yamamoto, the food and drinks have been prepared."
Leibman spoke first.
Yamamoto Rokuseven pretended to be humble and polite.
A drink made Yamamoto Rokuseven feel a little intoxicated, and he was praised by a group of people who once looked down on him.
Fortunately, his will was still strong, and his eyes gradually became clear, and then became cold, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to prey.
Look at the people around you.
"My lords, ministers, the situation is becoming increasingly unclear. In order to ensure that our imperial army has a stable rear, please take our ships to Hong Kong Island for the time being!"
"And, sign this document."
With that said, Yamamoto Rokuseven took out a document.
Leibman didn't even answer. His years of arrogance had brought him to the limit of speaking to Yamamoto like this, and he actually wanted to blow him away? joke.
"Mr. Yamamoto, this is our country's concession, and it is also the concession of all parties. It is the common property of everyone. It is impossible for us to abandon this place and go to Hong Kong Island just because of you."
The rest of the people had similar expressions.
Yamamoto sneered: "Bring people up!"
Everyone was shocked!
They are soldiers of the rigorous country!
When Yamamoto raised his gun, there was a bloody hole.
"go?"
Leibman's eyelids twitched.
"How presumptuous, Yamamoto, are you provoking all the countries in our presence?"
They also have armed forces in the concession. Although they are few, their combat effectiveness is not strong!
But that skin is enough for them to show off their power.
I secretly hate that if this happened before, how could Yamamoto dare to talk to me like this? Isn't it because the countries where the people present live have no time to pay attention to the East anymore?
Yamamoto showed a bloodthirsty smile.
"go?"
Another shot!
Leibman went crazy.
"Yamamoto, you are looking for death!"
Yamamoto stood up and pointed his pistol at Leibman without firing again.
Again.
He said coldly: "Are you leaving?"
Leibman's legs were shaking.
He was afraid. The surrounding ministers covered their faces, especially the female friends, who did not dare to open their eyes.
Leibman was held at gunpoint.
He said with difficulty: "Let's go!"
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