The intelligence brought by Mao Wenxing was very detailed.

Of course, Eighth Regiment Commander wouldn't let the opportunity pass!

He had set up the trap long ago.

A battalion of infantry from the Sixth Division,

A full 1,200+ Japanese soldiers,

Were worth the fire of his artillery.

The Eighth Regiment's 150mm cannons were set with various parameters.

With Feng Junya's command,

Thirty-six 150mm howitzers fired simultaneously.

For a time, the entire artillery position shook.

Smoke filled the air.

After firing the first round of shells,

The artillery regiment didn't stop.

Everyone calmly continued with the second round of fire.

This time, their target was no longer the Japanese forward positions,

But specifically aimed at bombarding the Kinokoya Ooju Battalion.

The Kinokoya Battalion, which had just calmed down from a false alarm,

Suddenly came under intense artillery bombardment.

Kinokoya Ooju, the battalion commander, listened to the sound of shells exploding in the valley.

The sound echoed back and forth in the distant and nearby valleys,

Its lingering sound reverberating endlessly.

The sound of the first round of shells exploding hadn't faded,

And the second round of shells arrived!

The entire Kinokoya Battalion was within the bombardment range.

Some shells exploded directly in the middle of the Japanese soldiers.

Japanese soldiers within a radius of seventy meters,

Were either killed by shrapnel or had their internal organs injured by the violent shockwaves.

Ninety-nine percent of the Japanese soldiers within this range,

Wouldn't survive the day.

Even those shells that didn't directly fall into the middle of the Japanese ranks,

Their power couldn't be underestimated.

They exploded on the hillsides.

The resulting fragments still fell into the Japanese ranks in the valley.

The rocks and trees blasted from the hillside were all borne by the Japanese soldiers in the valley.

Some huge rocks were loosened by the shells,

And slowly rolled down the hillside into the valley.

When the first round of shells landed,

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita and the other experienced veteran Japanese soldiers,

Immediately thought of the test shell just now.

"A trap!

This is a trap set up by the Special Forces artillery long ago!"

Such thoughts arose in the minds of several veteran Japanese soldiers.

Of course, they wouldn't shout it out loud!

If all the Japanese soldiers knew this was a trap,

And all ran around in chaos,

These veteran Japanese soldiers could forget about escaping.

The road under the valley wasn't that wide.

And it wasn't a plain where you could run around everywhere.

Now there were only two directions to escape:

Forward or backward!

The first reaction of these veteran Japanese soldiers was to charge forward! Seeing the smoke of the shells everywhere,

A squad of a dozen Japanese soldiers, holding their guns,

Braved the artillery fire and frantically ran towards Tiger Head Mountain.

Some clever veteran Japanese soldiers also followed behind Kawauchi Eita and his group.

Most of the Japanese soldiers were still looking for cover on the spot.

There was so much cover under the valley.

A casual glance,

Showed rocks of all sizes everywhere, or sunken places.

Hiding in these places could greatly reduce those fragments and rocks flying through the air,

Scattered everywhere.

Most of the Japanese soldiers did this.

In their opinion,

As long as they blocked the shrapnel, they would be safe.

Only Kawauchi Eita and his dozen or so Japanese soldiers who had seen the warhead weighing at least fifty pounds just now understood:

The 150mm howitzer, just by the ground shaking,

Could take their lives.

Kinokoya Ooju, the battalion commander, was originally protected by several guards,

Hiding in a depression.

Listening to the sound of shells exploding in the air without stopping,

Today, because it was in the valley,

The sound echoed back and forth,

Influencing each other, just like a home theater.

The sound was too realistic.

It just affected his judgment of the caliber of the shells.

When Kinokoya Ooju saw a shell explode more than a hundred meters away,

And the fragments flew more than a hundred meters,

Hitting a guard next to him,

His face changed drastically.

He immediately pushed away the guard protecting him.

And loudly ordered: "Run back!

Everyone run back!

Leave this area!"

Shells exploding and shrapnel flying more than a hundred meters away,

Such large-caliber howitzers,

Were either 120mm or 150mm,

Or even 240mm.

No matter which one, it was something he couldn't withstand.

In this situation,

If they didn't run! Staying in place meant that as long as the Special Forces didn't stop bombing,

His chances of surviving were slim.

If they ran, as long as they ran five hundred meters, they would be safe!

Of course, the first two hundred meters of those five hundred meters were also very dangerous.

Kinokoya Ooju ran backward,

While issuing orders.

The battalion commander's unusual actions,

Immediately made the Japanese soldiers in the battalion headquarters understand.

One by one, they all ran.

Kinokoya Ooju's escape,

Didn't have as many concerns as Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita.

In the entire battalion,

Even when escaping for their lives,

No Japanese soldier dared to block Kinokoya Ooju's path.

So he was able to run,

While letting his subordinates run together,

Shouting and ordering all the Japanese soldiers to run together.

As soon as the bombing of the Japanese soldiers began,

Mao Wenxing in the air could only see the smoke-filled valley where the Japanese soldiers were resting.

He couldn't see anything else. The bombing effect couldn't be seen at all.

But it didn't matter.

Third Regiment Commander Jia Shusheng knew that Feng Junya had taken the lead,

Commanding the artillery regiment to bomb the Japanese infantry.

Of course, he knew what kind of artillery Feng Junya could use.

Because he knew, he knew the power of the 150mm howitzer.

Back in the Battle of Songhu, his company had been hit by this kind of large-caliber shell.

The entire regiment had just entered the position,

When it was bombed by the Japanese artillery,

And planes dropped bombs on their heads.

A regiment only held the position for one day.

When they retreated, the team of more than two thousand people only had less than five hundred people left.

That's why Jia Shusheng slipped away.

Hiding in the Four-Banks Warehouse, he was forced by Lin Fan to join the Special Forces Company.

Until now.

Even now, he didn't regret being a deserter.

Because if he hadn't deserted, he wouldn't have met the commander!

Jia Shusheng ordered: "The Third and Fourth Companies guarding the mountainside immediately advance towards the location of the Eighth Regiment's bombing!

The Fifth and Sixth Companies follow up to meet them.

The Seventh and Eighth Companies enter the mountainside position to take over."

The purpose of this arrangement was of course only one.

To let the team get to the battlefield as soon as possible.

The Third and Fourth Companies were the two companies closest to the battlefield.

Jia Shusheng was afraid that the two companies wouldn't have enough troops.

So he strengthened the two companies that went to meet them.

Kawauchi Eita and his dozen or so veteran Japanese soldiers took the lead,

Charging more than a thousand meters away in one breath.

And finally ran out of the artillery bombardment area.

Now they were all opening their mouths.

Gasping for breath.

Although this thousand-meter distance wasn't long,

They ran with all their might.

And couldn't catch their breath for a while.

There were also thirty or so Japanese soldiers who ran out with them.

Although these Japanese soldiers looked embarrassed,

Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were still struggling in the artillery fire,

Their faces showed pride.

At this time,

They could watch the show with peace of mind.

No matter how many shells the Special Forces fired,

It wouldn't affect them.

It would only be those Japanese soldiers who were still in the artillery bombardment area who would suffer.

Kinokoya Ooju, the battalion commander,

Had also escaped with his battalion headquarters.

Although the position where they were hiding just now,

Wasn't bombed.

But within a distance of less than twenty meters around that position,

There was a big crater.

Seeing that crater,

Kinokoya Ooju was very proud:

If he hadn't been quick to see the opportunity,

The entire battalion headquarters would have been wiped out.

Including himself!

Thinking of this, he looked at the Japanese soldiers who had run out with him.

There were already nearly two hundred Japanese soldiers.

And a few Japanese soldiers were running towards here.

"I wonder how many Japanese soldiers can survive in the bombed area!"

This was a problem!

It needed to be counted after the artillery bombardment ended to know.

While Kinokoya Ooju thought this,

The artillery bombardment actually stopped.

Confirming that no more shells were falling from the sky,

Kinokoya Ooju immediately ordered:

"Quick! Go and rescue the wounded!"

His battalion had suffered heavy casualties in the early battles with the National Army.

That's why they had received four hundred new recruits.

In a short time, he wouldn't be given more recruits.

Every Japanese soldier was very important to the Kinokoya Ooju Battalion!

The Japanese soldiers who received the order immediately walked forward again.

This time, of course, the speed wasn't as fast as when they were running out of the artillery fire.

Kinokoya Ooju also wanted to follow and put on a show.

But he was stopped by his chief of staff.

The battalion commander couldn't go.

Of course, the Japanese soldiers in the entire battalion headquarters had to set an example.

The entire battalion headquarters left less than twenty Japanese soldiers to guard Kinokoya Ooju.

The rest of the Japanese soldiers all went to clean up the battlefield.

They had a lot of things to do.

Gathering the wounded, collecting the corpses,

Recycling weapons, and so on.

News of the Kinokoya Ooju Infantry Battalion being attacked and bombarded by the Special Forces artillery,

Was immediately transmitted to Sixth Division Commander Inaba Shiro here.

Looking at this news,

Division Commander Inaba Shiro felt that today was an unlucky day for the Sixth Division.

Every decision he made today was wrong.

Every decision he made caused heavy losses to the Sixth Division.

Now he didn't know if the Kinokoya Battalion could go and capture Tiger Head Mountain.

But Tiger Head Mountain was indeed important to the Sixth Division! It was a place he couldn't afford to not fight for.

Of course, Battalion Commander Kinokoya Ooju knew the importance of Tiger Head Mountain.

Therefore, he didn't propose the request to return to rest.

This wasn't in line with the Sixth Division's tradition!

Kinokoya Ooju was now watching from a distance.

Watching his subordinates clean up the battlefield.

Seeing how many complete companies could be gathered.

Preparing to continue attacking Tiger Head Mountain.

Kawauchi Eita and his group of Japanese soldiers who had finally escaped,

Saw that the artillery bombardment had stopped.

And some surviving Japanese soldiers were active in the valley.

These veteran Japanese soldiers slowly walked back.

And began to participate in the collection work for those Japanese soldiers with broken arms and legs,

Who died inhumanly.

Only those newcomers who had luckily run out with them,

Went to support the Japanese soldiers who were walking unsteadily, with pale faces,

Whose bodies were not injured at all.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita smiled and asked a veteran Japanese soldier next to him:

"How long do you think he can live?"

"Five cigarettes. I bet he can live for half an hour."

"Deal!" Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita said loudly.

Two more veteran Japanese soldiers joined in.

And more Japanese soldiers wanted to bet.

But Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita didn't dare to take it anymore.

There were only seventeen cigarettes left in his pack.

He couldn't afford to lose any more.

The Japanese soldier who couldn't even walk steadily,

Saw a group of Japanese soldiers were looking at him.

He couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

And a little angry.

He asked loudly: "You!

What are you looking at?"

A recruit who had just heard Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita's bet,

Immediately said loudly:

"They're betting on whether you'll die in half an hour?"

One sentence made the Japanese soldier extremely angry.

He cursed loudly:

"You're all going to die.

You're all going to die in half an hour."

While speaking, blood began to flow from his mouth.

The three Japanese soldiers who had just bet with Kawauchi Eita,

Consciously counted out five cigarettes each.

One Japanese soldier said unconvinced:

"This recruit helped you!"

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita casually threw two cigarettes to the recruit:

"Here you are!"

That was indeed the case. If no one had led the wounded soldier to speak,

He should have been able to hold on for a while longer.

Now the wounded soldier was furious,

And kept speaking.

Blood was already coming from his mouth and nose.

He was about to die.

As expected: Just as the cigarettes were collected,

The wounded soldier spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Spraying the Japanese soldier who was supporting him with blood.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita and his men laughed loudly.

Pointing at the Japanese soldier who was covered in blood:

"We all knew this would happen!"

The Japanese soldier who was vomiting blood, vomited and vomited,

And what he vomited out were blood clots.

Kawauchi Eita and the other veterans knew,

That it wasn't blood clots.

Those were just pieces of meat that had been shattered.

The Sixth Division was an absolute main force in the Nanjing Massacre.

These veteran Japanese soldiers,

Had all tasted the bloody perversion in that massacre.

For them,

As long as they could see blood,

No matter whose blood it was,

It could make them excited and ridiculed.

Commander Tani Hisao, who commanded his division during the Nanjing Massacre,

Was transferred back to the reserves by the headquarters because of too much international pressure.

Division Commander Inaba Shiro was a new division commander who had only come recently.

He had no intention of changing the Sixth Division's bloodthirsty tradition.

Because such a beastly team,

Was quite powerful in combat.

Kawauchi Eita and the other Japanese soldiers,

Watched the wounded soldier who had just been able to stand and walk,

Now had fallen to the ground and died.

He pointed to several wounded soldiers thirty meters away:

"Bet again?"

He had just won fifteen cigarettes.

His momentum was strong at this time.

But no one was willing to bet with him this time.

The new Japanese soldier who had just received two cigarettes from him asked with admiration:

"Senior! Are those seniors over there going to die too?"

This Japanese soldier knew respect.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita said proudly:

"Look at them walking weakly,

Without any injuries,

With pale faces.

These all show that they were just shattered internal organs by the shells.

Although they haven't died yet,

In fact, their lungs have been shattered long ago.

They are just twisted together.

Whether they move or not,

They won't live long.

However, if they don't move,

And are carried off the battlefield properly,

They may live for another day or two.

Anyway, they are all going to die.

Like now, forcibly walking around,

They will die soon."

His words were like magic.

As soon as he finished speaking,

Those Japanese soldiers began to bend over and cough.

Kawauchi Eita looked proud. The new Japanese soldier looked admiring.

Just at this time,

Many shadows suddenly appeared on the ground.

And there was the whistling sound of shells cutting through the air again in the valley!

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita couldn't care about anything anymore.

And ran towards Tiger Head Mountain again.

This time his luck wasn't as good as just now.

Kawauchi Eita felt a wave of fear in his heart.

Just now he could see the shadow in front of him.

That was the fangs revealed by the shells under the noonday sun.

He could clearly know:

The burst point of the shell was not far from him.

In this situation,

Should he stand and run?

Or crawl on the ground?

This was a difficult choice.

Stand and run! A 150mm howitzer had more than 2,800 pieces of shrapnel.

He wanted to perfectly avoid so many pieces of shrapnel.

Kawauchi Eita didn't believe it at all.

Then he could only crawl on the ground.

And pray to Amaterasu that the shrapnel wouldn't hit him.

The Japanese soldiers who had escaped with him just now,

Had been with him collecting the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

Everyone was nearby.

Most of the Japanese soldiers made the same choice as Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita:

Crawling on the ground.

Some Japanese soldiers ran desperately to the outside regardless of anything!

The sound of the shells exploding rang out.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita felt the ground shaking like a wave.

It was extremely uncomfortable!

After the shaking passed,

He looked up at the dozen or so Japanese soldiers who were running outside.

Now they had all fallen down.

And hadn't stood up yet.

It was estimated that they would never stand up again.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita felt depressed.

He wanted to vomit, but couldn't vomit anything.

Supporting his body, he stood up.

He wanted to run!

He wanted to escape!

He wanted to leave here!

It was just that his feet were as if they had been filled with a thousand pounds of weight.

And he couldn't take big steps at all.

At this time, Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita already understood:

"He had also become a Japanese soldier who was shaken to death by shells."

Supporting his body, he walked step by step towards the crater that had just appeared.

Behind him,

There was also the new Japanese soldier who looked admiring just now.

His situation was the same as his.

This new Japanese soldier should have used great perseverance.

That's why he was able to keep up.

Behind him, there were also a dozen or so Japanese soldiers who were the same.

Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita arrived at the edge of the crater.

Carefully, and very slowly, he squatted down.

Supporting the edge, he slid to the bottom of the pit.

And then leaning against the wall, he took out a cigarette.

And lit it for himself first.

Then seeing a Japanese soldier sliding into the crater,

He handed out a cigarette.

These Japanese soldiers all silently and carefully smoked their cigarettes.

Afraid of using too much force in one breath.

And using up the cigarette.

The new Japanese soldier asked puzzled:

"Senior! Are we safe hiding here?"

Kawauchi Eita originally didn't want to pay attention to this ignorant Japanese soldier.

He didn't know why.

Looking at this kid's immature face.

He wasn't much older than his own son.

He finally softened a little.

He smiled miserably:

"We are all going to die.

What's the use of being safe or not.

But on the battlefield, when there is nowhere to go,

The chances of surviving by hiding in a crater are much greater.

It is said that on the battlefield, it is very difficult to fire two shells into the same crater!"

The new Japanese soldier finally understood:

"Are we all going to die?"

His words immediately made the dozen or so Japanese soldiers here feel a little familiar.

After a little recollection, they thought of what the Japanese soldier who was betting just now had said:

You are all going to die.

You are all going to die in half an hour.

His words were still in his ears, and these Japanese soldiers were really going to die.

Wasn't this infuriating!

Immediately, a grumpy Japanese soldier began to curse.

Kawauchi Eita pointed to the cursing Japanese soldier:

"He will die first!

Anyone want to bet?"

"One cigarette! I bet five minutes!" A Japanese soldier spoke.

"I'll add!"

"I'll add!"

...

The grumpy Japanese soldier was even more angry now.

He slid down from the edge of the pit.

And grabbed the cigarette case in Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita's hand.

Just as he grabbed the cigarette case.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Spraying Kawauchi Eita's face and body.

Now, even the new Japanese soldier knew,

This Japanese soldier wouldn't live long!

This Japanese soldier died!

The surviving Japanese soldiers put him at the bottom of the crater.

Stepping on his body, Sergeant Major Kawauchi Eita said:

"We will throw all of us who die here.

Maybe we can leave a whole corpse!"

Another veteran Japanese soldier sneered:

"Don't think about it!

Today, so many Japanese soldiers have died in the entire Kinokoya Battalion.

I guess we will only have one hand cut off,

Burned to ashes and taken back!"

He said it calmly, as if he had seen through everything!

Only the new Japanese soldier was shivering aside.

He became the second Japanese soldier to fall.

The third and fourth slowly fell.

The bombardment in the valley continued.

Kinokoya Ooju was looking at the distant valley.

The sound of explosions continued to come.

The smoke was filled, and he could no longer see the situation in the valley clearly.

Some Japanese soldiers came out of the smoke again.

However, this time there were less than a squad of Japanese soldiers coming out.

He didn't know how long it had been.

The bombardment in the valley stopped.

This time, no Japanese soldier was willing to actively enter the valley again.

This made Kinokoya Ooju very embarrassed:

Did he still want to rescue the wounded soldiers who fell in the valley?

If he went! He was afraid that the Special Forces would come back again.

Regardless of whether there was a comeback or not,

Kinokoya Ooju knew clearly:

"This time he will not be able to attack Tiger Head Mountain again."

Since these Japanese soldiers were unwilling to enter the valley.

He could only send a signal soldier to rush in.

And call those wounded soldiers and Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough not to be killed in the valley to come out by themselves.

Let them come back here.

Prepare to return home!

Such an order, he thought, would cause some damage to the Japanese soldiers in the valley.

But today was different from the past.

Now the Kinokoya Ooju Battalion really did not have many Japanese soldiers.

And had absolutely no ability to occupy Tiger Head Mountain.

Kinokoya Ooju waited for another twenty minutes.

And saw about a company of Japanese soldiers walking out of the valley.

He began to report to Division Commander Inaba Shiro:

"Our army was bombarded by the Special Forces' fierce artillery fire again.

The team suffered heavy casualties.

There were less than one company of Japanese soldiers who could fight.

Plus a company of wounded soldiers.

All the other Japanese soldiers were completely destroyed!"

Division Commander Inaba Shiro, who received this telegram,

Looked at the telegram, and did not speak for a long time.

When he was finally about to speak.

He first spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then he ordered the staff officer of the headquarters who was waiting:

"Let them retreat!

Also, order: Tonight, all the teams,

Retreat to the second line of defense."

The staff officer asked somewhat unwillingly:

"Division Commander! All the things we have done on the front line these days.

Will they be wasted like this?"

Division Commander Inaba Shiro waved his hand weakly:

"Go!"

The Japanese soldiers of the Kinokoya Ooju Battalion, who received the reply,

None of the Japanese soldiers mentioned what to do with the corpses of those Japanese soldiers who died in the valley.

They seemed to have forgotten this question.

They were all standing there blankly.

Looking at Battalion Commander Kinokoya Ooju.

These Japanese soldiers were not even able to sit down.

Just at this time,

There was a burst of rapid running sounds from the valley.

This footstep was so powerful and fast.

The Japanese soldiers of the Kinokoya Battalion were all happy.

They thought that a team had rushed out of the valley again.

In fact, a team did rush out of the valley.

It was just that this team was the Third and Fourth Companies of the Third Regiment.

They had just hidden on the periphery of the artillery bombardment.

And waited until the artillery bombardment stopped.

Then they confirmed with the regiment commander by radio.

Confirming that the Eighth Regiment would not fire again.

Then they dared to enter the valley.

The power of the shells exploding in the valley just now.

The Third and Fourth Companies had all seen it.

Seeing the bodies of the Japanese soldiers flying up in the explosion.

The officers and soldiers of the Third and Fourth Companies were very excited.

Now they rushed into the valley.

And rushed all the way to Battalion Commander Kinokoya Ooju and the others.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers discovered:

Those who rushed out were actually soldiers of the Special Forces!

Kinokoya Ooju was a battalion commander after all.

He immediately ordered:

"Snipers on the spot for the wounded!

The rest of the Japanese soldiers retreat immediately!"

His order was issued quickly.

The Third and Fourth Companies rushed even faster.

In just a moment,

Several rockets were fired.

Specially hitting the Japanese soldiers who were running the fastest.

Those Japanese soldiers who were left behind to cover the rear,

Their reactions and movements were slow.

They did not seem to be fighting, but rather acting.

Battalion Commander Kinokoya Ooju,

Although he reacted quickly.

And ran fast.

But he was faster than the rocket after all.

Several rockets exploded in front of him in a row.

And had blocked their escape route.

The dozen or so Japanese soldiers who ran the fastest,

Now they had fallen in a pool of blood.

Some were motionless in the pool of blood.

Some were rolling and wailing and moaning in the pool of blood.

The soldiers of the Third Company, who had already rushed into the Japanese army,

Discovered that these Japanese soldiers had no intention of resisting at all.

Their movements were slow and their reactions were even slower.

Facing the bright bayonet that was stabbed over.

The rifles in the hands of these Japanese soldiers were raised slowly.

Symbolically resist.

Although he didn't know why this was the case.

But this did not make these soldiers of the Third and Fourth Companies soft-hearted.

They moved quickly, and opened a bloody path.

And soon rushed to the last group of Japanese soldiers in the Kinokoya Ooju Battalion.

Battalion Commander Kinokoya and his battalion headquarters, these fifty or so Japanese soldiers,

Knew in their hearts: they were dead today! They shouted loudly.

Cheering themselves up.

And rushed towards the three hundred soldiers of the Third and Fourth Companies.

These Japanese soldiers were making a futile struggle.

And could not extend the time of their destruction by one more minute.

After the battle here ended.

The two companies immediately began to clean up the battlefield.

They saw a crater.

And actually stacked more than a dozen corpses of Japanese soldiers on top of each other.

Some of the Japanese soldiers were still holding rifles in their hands.

How could this be allowed?

The Japanese soldiers could die, but the weapons must be left behind.

Regiment Commander Jia Shusheng of the Third Regiment knew from the reports of the Third and Fourth Companies:

The bombing of the Eighth Regiment just now.

Had actually bombed an entire infantry battalion of Japanese soldiers and left only a hundred Japanese soldiers. The entire valley was full of Japanese corpses.

Many of the Japanese soldiers' weapons were still intact.

Regiment Commander Jia ordered the four companies from the Third to the Sixth Regiment in the valley.

The four companies piled the corpses of the Japanese soldiers together.

And burned them!

They could not just be left in the jungle.

Otherwise, it would easily become a plague here.

Regiment Commander Feng Junya heard the battle situation relayed by Jia Shusheng.

And was extremely proud.

He said to the soldiers of the entire regiment who were wiping the cannons:

"Brothers! Just now we bombed an entire battalion of Japanese soldiers to death.

More than 1,200 Japanese soldiers.

And only less than two hundred Japanese soldiers were not killed.

And only fifty or so Japanese soldiers who were not really injured."

The soldiers of the Eighth Regiment cheered.

They had not expected such results.

And neither did Lin Fan.

He had thought that the Japanese would send a team to attack Tiger Head Mountain.

But he did not expect that a Japanese infantry battalion would be easily bombed by the Eighth Regiment.

The power of the artillery washing the ground was really important!

The Special Forces bombed the Japanese front-line positions in Susong this morning.

And seized Tiger Head Mountain. Bai Chongxi personally called to ask.

And Lin Fan reported it.

Just now, the bombing of the Japanese Kinokoya Ooju Infantry Battalion.

Made the National Army reconnaissance team lurking in the distance very strange.

He did not know what the target of the Special Forces was after firing so many shells.

They could only report everything they saw.

Bai Chongxi sent another telegram to inquire about the situation.

Lin Fan received a two-sentence report: "Bombed a Japanese battalion.

Completely wiped out this Japanese battalion!" Today, the Special Forces were too powerful.

Two hours ago, the battle report sent up had already wiped out a Japanese battalion.

And now they had completely wiped out another Japanese battalion.

When had the Japanese soldiers become so easy to fight?

The Special Forces were able to have such results.

Bai Chongxi was thinking about Li Zongren, who was hospitalized in Wuhan for treatment because of a recurrence of his eye injury.

He would definitely be very happy if he could know such news!

So he sent a telegram to Li Zongren to tell him about the achievements of the Special Forces today.

Li Zongren, who received the telegram, heard that there was a telegram from Bai Chongxi to himself.

And thought that it was something important.

After listening to the adjutant reading the contents of the telegram.

He was so happy that he walked around in the ward.

In the end, he couldn't help it.

He still wanted to look at the map.

Of course, the adjutant could not disobey his orders.

Li Zongren and his party went to the Wuhan National Army Headquarters.

And entered the headquarters.

The adjutant was afraid that his excessive use of his eyes would be detrimental to his recovery.

So he took the initiative to use a pointer to point out the current location of the Special Forces.

And where they were fighting today.

Seeing that the Special Forces had recaptured so much territory in the new place.

Li Zongren said very happily: "It is worthy of being the Special Forces of my Fifth Theater."

What was unexpected was that.

A soldier on the side sneered:

"Commander Li! It is the Special Forces of the headquarters.

The principal just issued the order today."

One sentence made Li Zongren's face flush red.

In the more than half a year that he had been the commander of the Fifth Theater.

He was only proud of two things: the first thing was the victory of Tai'erzhuang.

And the second thing was giving Lin Fan a empty Special Forces designation.

The victory of Tai'erzhuang had passed, and the coffin had been closed.

The Special Forces were a golden rooster, and could constantly earn face and support one side for themselves.

This time, Chang Kaishen had snatched the golden rooster away all at once.

How could he not be angry?

Li Zongren, who was full of anger, turned around and went to find Chang Kaishen without saying a word.

His adjutant glared fiercely at the talkative soldier.

And hurried to catch up.

Chang Kaishen saw Li Zongren come in angrily.

And asked with concern: "De Lin! Is your eye getting better?"

"It won't get better!" Li Zongren said angrily.

"My eyes are blind, and I actually raised a white-eyed wolf.

He betrayed me as soon as he had a little achievement!"

Chang Kaishen asked somewhat puzzled: "Who is it?"

"Who else could it be?

The Special Forces under my command!

The Fifth Theater spent so much money.

And I took the trouble to promote him from a company

All of a sudden, he was promoted to the designation of a brigade.

Now it's good. He has a little bit of achievements.

And he doesn't even want his old superiors.

And he is climbing up the social ladder."

Chang Kaishen then understood: this was here to ask for people.

He thought for a while, and then said:

"Brother De Lin! It's just that I saw their fighting power today is really good.

And the way they fight is also flexible and varied.

I am thinking of transferring them to the central government.

This way, their experience can be taught to various troops.

Since Brother De Lin is unwilling.

Then let's forget about it!"

Hearing Chang Kaishen's explanation.

Li Zongren also felt that he was abrupt.

And said immediately: "It is no problem for them to impart experience and teach some troops.

But the establishment must be in the Fifth Theater.

The Special Forces must be placed in the Fifth Theater no matter what."

Chang Kaishen smiled bitterly: "Okay! Okay!

They will be in the Fifth Theater.

But Brother De Lin!

If it is outside the Fifth Theater.

If some battlefields really need reinforcements,

I still hope that you can agree to let the Special Forces operate across theaters."

Li Zongren said immediately:

"Mr. President, don't worry! During the Battle of Tai'erzhuang.

The brothers from various theaters also supported each other.

That's why there was a later victory.

I can still tell the difference."

The two took a step back.

And reached an agreement.

Chang Kaishen looked at Li Zongren:

"Brother De Lin! You only saw that they are strong in combat.

And can fight the Japanese devils.

Have you thought about their beliefs?"

Li Zongren was shocked, and thought of the way the Special Forces organized the team.

And the system they implemented in the base areas.

His tone was somewhat heavy:

"Their beliefs are different from ours.

But this is also the reason why they fight differently from us.

Their team, tens of thousands of people, is really as easy to command as one person.

Unlike our team,

Each army has its own ideas.

Even the various regiments in their own team.

They will not help each other on the battlefield."

Speaking of this, Li Zongren suddenly became interested:

He pointed to the map hanging in Chang Kaishen's office and said:

"Today, the Special Forces' style of play.

Is completely leading the Japanese devils by the nose.

Look at the Special Forces ambushing the Japanese devils' supply fleet here in Zhaojiazui, Shangxin River.

Let the Japanese devils' air force, gunboats, and infantry all move.

Then, with Lin Fan's magic gun.

And severely attacked the Japanese devils' planes and gunboats.

The position they were looking for.

Was to allow the Japanese devils to send out infantry as quickly as possible.

And they could only be sent from Tiger Head Mountain.

This way, the Special Forces could:

Ambush and annihilate the infantry that the Japanese devils sent to reinforce.

And take advantage of the fact that the Japanese devils' forces on Tiger Head Mountain were weak.

And capture the dangerous Tiger Head Mountain in one fell swoop.

Mr. President, you see, in order to attack Tiger Head Mountain.

They bombed the Japanese devils' front-line positions from north to south one by one.

Let the Japanese devils not be able to find out where the main attack direction was.

They unexpectedly snatched Tiger Head Mountain, a natural danger.

Not only that, they also took the opportunity to destroy a hidden artillery position of the