The Rongcang Eita squadron leader had issued his orders, and all the devils in the squadron understood his plan.

Miyazaki Takumi, the squad leader at the front of the formation, had already ordered all the devils in his squad to hold their hand grenades.

His meaning was very clear: in any case, the defending soldiers on the hilltop showed no signs of resistance, and hadn't fired a single shot since the start of the attack.

There was no need to rush. Regardless of whether there were any defenders in the trenches on the hilltop, they should throw every hand grenade they carried into the trenches first.

The squad leader had made such a request: Hayato Kazama, the sergeant major at the front of the formation, and Tatsuya Yamaguchi, the sergeant major, had already slung their rifles over their backs, each holding a hand grenade in each hand.

He said in surprise to Company Commander Hua, “Company Commander! It took us less than five minutes from departure to return to wipe out an entire Japanese squadron.”

Company Commander Hua said with a smile, “That's what you call swift and decisive!”

“Why didn’t you take any prisoners just now? Prisoners are very useful,” asked Company Commander Su.

“The Special Operations Brigade never takes prisoners. The only good Jap is a dead Jap! That’s what our Brigade Commander says,” Company Commander Hua said.

"..." Company Commander Su was speechless.

He had nothing to say, but his soldiers were even happier this time. Two consecutive short attacks had wiped out two Japanese squadrons, a victory that would be considered a major one anywhere.

This was a major victory that they had personally participated in and fought for. Every soldier's face was filled with excitement. Company Commander Su believed that if he ordered his soldiers to rush out immediately and launch an attack on the Japanese battalion at the foot of the mountain,

these soldiers would not hesitate at all. Now he understood why Company Commander Hua’s soldiers were so calm when fighting the Japanese.

They had won so many victories against the Japanese that they had become accustomed to it, and they didn't take the Japanese seriously at all, so they didn't have any fear of them.

Such a team was too terrifying.

"Such a team is too terrifying!" At the same time, the same sentence was spoken from different mouths.

At the foot of the mountain, Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara once again clearly saw the scene on the battlefield on the hilltop. This was the battlefield remaining after the battle.

Nearly four hundred Japanese corpses lay on the hillside, but those devils at the foot of the mountain did not see how the two squadrons died in the end.

Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara only knew that the Kazuo Mitzuki Squadron and the Eita Rongcang Squadron had encountered landmine explosions from the defenders, and then the battlefield was filled with shouts and screams.

Later, there was only a pile of Japanese corpses. Battalion Commander Uehara carefully searched through the piles of corpses with binoculars. It took him a full ten minutes before he slumped down and put down the binoculars.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "This is impossible! This is impossible! How can there be no corpses of Chinese soldiers?"

Just now, he had carefully looked at the corpses on the battlefield, just wanting to find out what kind of team the defending soldiers on the hilltop were.

But the battle had reached this point, and his subordinates had lost two full squadrons, but those devils standing at the foot of the mountain had not seen a single opponent.

Until now: they didn't even know what kind of team the defenders were.

Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara guessed in his heart: "Could it be that the Western countries sent elite troops to ambush us?"

He quickly rejected this idea: those Westerners only knew how to bluff, and they didn't dare to really take action and send troops.

Last year, when their warship was sunk, didn't those Westerners still not dare to send troops to intervene? They only dared to secretly provide some weapons to the National Army and make money from them.

But if the team on the hilltop was not from the West, what kind of team would have such combat power?

It should be known that in this attack on Guangzhou, from the landing at Daya Bay to entering the urban area of Guangzhou, the entire Twenty-First Army only suffered 118 Japanese casualties.

Today, on this small hillside, nearly four hundred Japanese soldiers had died. In comparison, this not-so-high hilltop was even more difficult to traverse than the route from Daya Bay to Guangzhou City?

"I won't admit defeat!" Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara encouraged himself. He commanded an infantry battalion, and storming fortifications and overcoming difficulties was the duty of those infantrymen.

Moreover, the devils of the Hideki Koike Battalion behind him were also fighting, and they were still attacking a hilltop fiercely.

Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara was following behind the tank regiment. At this time, the tanks he could see had already been destroyed. The tanks that were not in his line of sight were probably not in a much better situation.

Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara began to look forward to the arrival of the main force of the 104th Infantry Division following behind him as soon as possible.

If he had been thinking of monopolizing the credit when he was attacked just now, wanting his battalion to defeat the National Army team by itself,

now he no longer had such confidence. Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara knew very well that if the tank regiment in front of his battalion was completely annihilated, then there would definitely be more teams joining the attack on his team.

The top priority for his battalion was to immediately occupy this hilltop, establish the first line of defense, and prepare to meet the National Army's next attack.

Of course, maybe the National Army would not take the initiative to attack at all. After all, the fighting in the past half month had fully demonstrated that the National Army in the Fourth War Zone had always been on the defensive.

Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara made a decision: attack with two squadrons at a time. This time, he should be able to capture this hilltop!

He immediately ordered: "Squadron Leader Kazuo Kasei and Squadron Leader Yusuke Fukatsu, you must immediately organize your teams to attack. You must learn from the lessons of the Kazuo Mitzuki Squadron and the Eita Rongcang Squadron. When you get close, first send a small team to test the attack. Understood?"

"Hai! I understand! When we get close, we will send a small team to test!" Squadron Leader Kazuo Kasei and Squadron Leader Yusuke Fukatsu replied loudly.

"Go! You must succeed this time!" Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara emphasized again.

"Hai!" The two squadron leaders immediately retreated to organize their teams for the attack.

They discussed it and decided that the Kazuo Kasei Squadron would be in front and the Yusuke Fukatsu Squadron would follow behind.

Squadron Leader Kazuo Kasei led his team and set off immediately. This time, the devils of the Daisuke Uehara Battalion were too lazy to even provide machine gun cover.

Because the defenders on the hilltop did not show their heads at all, and they did not attack the devils who had just begun to charge.

But the more this was the case, the more it seemed that the defenders on the hilltop did not take the devils' attack seriously at all. They were 100% confident in fighting within a hundred meters.

"Invincible within a hundred meters!" Squad Leader Taro Yoshida, who was leading his team to charge upwards, suddenly thought of this sentence in his heart.

For no reason, he didn't even know why he would think of this sentence.

But this sentence was the most accurate way to explain the battle that had just taken place on the hilltop.

The defenders on the hilltop did not fire a single shot outside of a hundred meters, and waited for the devils to enter within fifty meters before launching a thunderous attack, resolving the battle in a few minutes. Each time, they appeared in the midst of smoke and ended the battle before the smoke dissipated.

"They are demons from hell. They must be a team of Westerners. In their legends, demons always appear in the mist and disappear when the mist disappears.

The team on the hilltop must be Western wizards invited by the National Army. They have invited the messengers of hell!" Sergeant Major Taiji Mitzuki suddenly said.

All the devils were guessing who the defenders on the hilltop were. Sergeant Major Taiji Mitzuki suddenly thought of the legendary demons.

In his opinion: only a team like demons could silently wipe out a full squadron of devils in such a short period of time without getting injured themselves.

The words of Sergeant Major Taiji Mitzuki immediately received the approval of these devils in the entire Taro Yoshida Squad. They had thought of countless possibilities.

None of them could explain this strange battle today. When they were a little further away, the defenders did not fire at all. These devils had already seen the destruction of two squadrons at the foot of the mountain.

These two squadrons had not been subjected to a single shot or bullet, and then they all died directly.

They had not been subjected to a single shot or bullet now. Would they all die next?

Thinking of this, Sergeant Major Taiji Mitzuki raised his rifle and fired a shot randomly at the hilltop. He said loudly, "Demons are also afraid of sound."

Sergeant Major Emon Watsuka suddenly said, "Demons are afraid of light! They all appear in the mist. As long as there is light, they can't come out."

One sentence reminded the entire attacking team. So Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara, standing at the foot of the mountain, saw a surprising scene: the two attacking squadrons suddenly started looking for wooden sticks on the hillside, wrapping them with cloth strips, and making torches to hold high.

The devils were actually attacking with torches in broad daylight!

Company Commander Su couldn't believe it when he heard the reports from the soldiers monitoring the devils. He personally went to check with Company Commander Hua before he believed his eyes.

"What's going on?" Company Commander Su didn't understand at all what the devils meant by holding torches in broad daylight. Although he had also attended military school and was an officer trained in a regular school,

he really couldn't understand this, and couldn't figure out the deeper meaning behind the devils doing this.

The devils' act of holding torches also stumped Company Commander Hua. It wasn't that he was afraid of the devils holding up torches, but that he couldn't guess the reason behind the devils doing this.

After a while, Company Commander Hua understood and suddenly laughed loudly, saying to Company Commander Su, "I understand!"

"What do you understand?" Company Commander Su quickly asked.

"These devils are scared. They probably think our team is a ghost or something. Ghosts are afraid of light, so they are holding torches to attack.

The devils came too fast and they were not prepared. If you give these devils a little time, they will probably find black dog blood and other things to break the spell."

Hearing Company Commander Hua's explanation, all the surrounding soldiers burst into laughter. This was really too ridiculous.

Company Commander Hua said, "Didn't some people in our land dozens of years ago also use chicken blood and black dog blood to splash on the foreigners' rifles and cannons, thinking that this would make their weapons misfire?"

Company Commander Su still knew something about these legends. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's all the fault of ignorance."

Company Commander Hua's explanation of the devils attacking with torches in broad daylight quickly spread to the ears of every soldier in the two companies.

These soldiers all went to the edge of the trenches to see what the devils looked like, and they all squatted back in the trenches, laughing so hard that they were doubled over. They felt that these devils were really too ridiculous.

They couldn't attack the hilltop, so they came up with such a method!

These devils were originally attacking uphill, and the road was already difficult to walk. Now they had to hold a torch, and they couldn't hold their weapons at all.

So they put their weapons on their backs and attacked like they were marching at night.

Squadron Leader Kazuo Kasei looked at the devils around him. Every devil was holding a torch, and no devil was holding a gun in his hand.

If they encountered an attack at this time, they would not be able to fight back at all in the first time. But seeing the relieved expressions on the faces of these devils,

Squadron Leader Kazuo Kasei stopped the reprimand that had already reached his mouth: at least now the devils in his squadron were much bolder, and some devils were walking towards the hilltop while talking and laughing.

They could not be called a charge at all now, nor could they be called an attack. They could only be called walking towards the hilltop.

In the flickering light of the torches, the hundreds of devils on the hillside finally had some vitality.

They persisted in charging towards the hilltop. Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara, at the foot of the mountain, looked at the ridiculous scene on the hillside and finally decided to send the last infantry squadron up.

He ordered, "Squadron Leader Yuto Omigiya, keep up with the two squadrons in front and be sure to take the hilltop."

Squadron Leader Yuto Omigiya, who had received the order, had just given the order to the devils under his command. The devils under his command quickly looked for things that could be used as torches.

Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara watched in surprise as the Yuto Omigiya Squadron, which was departing from the foot of the mountain, also had a torch in each hand, holding it up and attacking the hilltop.

Chief of Staff Hyoei Fukuju next to him suddenly leaned over and reported in a low voice about the demon rumors that were being spread among the devils in the battalion.

Although he didn't know how the Eita Rongcang Squadron and the Kazuo Mitzuki Squadron had died,

Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara did not believe in the demon theory at all. But the devils under his command were willing to believe it, so he could only let them be.

As long as he could drive these devils to the battlefield and let them charge towards the hilltop, he could do whatever they wanted. Even if they really wanted black dog blood, Battalion Commander Daisuke Uehara wouldn't mind getting it for these devils.

This time, the devils actually used three squadrons to attack. Company Commander Hua finally couldn't bear it anymore. He ordered, "Everyone, enter the positions. Machine guns, heavy machine guns, mortars, infantry guns, rocket launchers! Fire at the devils.

Infantry, aim at the devils in the near distance and hit them hard!"