Chapter 1 Guangzhou, the Focus of Attention

Guangzhou has now become the battlefield of greatest concern within the Wuhan headquarters. Even the battles occurring nearby are unable to draw much of their attention.

This is because Guangzhou is far too important to the entire War of Resistance. All of the Nationalist army's imported supplies currently enter through Guangzhou.

If Guangzhou is truly occupied by the Japanese devils, the Nationalist army won't even have a seaport, thus cutting off their channel for importing military equipment from the sea.

Under these circumstances, how can these people not worry about the future situation?

Chiang Kai-shek has cursed "damn it!" countless times. Before the formal Japanese attack on Guangzhou, he believed that the Japanese devils wouldn't dare to attack. He never expected that the Japanese devils would provoke the foreign devils. Now it seems that after provoking the foreign devils, the foreign devils don't seem to be reacting much.

This is something he didn't expect. Another thing he didn't expect is that the Fourth War Zone is so easily defeated.

The soldiers of the Fourth War Zone were known as the "Iron Army" during the Northern Expedition. Which of the generals who came out of this force wasn't a figure of great renown?

Furthermore, the Fourth War Zone has money and a port. Watching the advanced equipment of other countries' forces every day, they spent their own money to equip themselves with a lot of it.

Their weaponry is even better than his own German-equipped divisions, not inferior to the Japanese equipment. Yet, a force with such good equipment is actually so easily defeated.

From this, it can be seen that a force with good equipment won't necessarily fight well. Thinking of the Eighth Route Army fighting guerrilla warfare with the Japanese devils in the Jin-Sui Military District at this time, their equipment is so poor, yet they are still able to give the Japanese devils a hard time.

There's really no harm without comparison. The more he compares, the more wounded Chiang Kai-shek feels.

"Has the Special Forces Brigade boarded the train yet?" he asked.

"Not yet! The trains have been busy evacuating supplies from Guangzhou these days, and there aren't that many train schedules arranged," Chen Cheng reported.

In fact, there are train schedules, but the Special Forces Brigade's artillery regiment hasn't yet joined up with Lin Fan. Fearing causing trouble, he hasn't rushed to send the infantry to the front lines just like that.

"Does he want to wait until the artillery regiment arrives before leaving together?"

"They do have that intention!" Chen Cheng reported cautiously.

"Damn it! Isn't it just a misunderstanding? The Special Forces Brigade is actually using such a reason not to go to the front lines?

Order them to go quickly, or Guangzhou won't be able to hold out any longer," Chiang Kai-shek sighed.

"No matter how capable a brigade is, it can't hold Guangzhou," Chen Cheng said.

This is common knowledge. No matter how capable the Special Forces Brigade is, it can't defend the entire Guangzhou. Lin Fan also knows this. Therefore, he wants to wait for the artillery regiment to arrive before leaving together. This is also because he doesn't want to leave the artillery regiment alone, fearing that the Nationalist army might use some other tricks.

Lieutenant General Kurashina Hachiro, commander of the Japanese 21st Army, sat on the heavy cruiser Myoko, looking at the coastline not far away. The troops under his command were fighting on the shore.

Although he couldn't see any scenes of the battle from where he was, he could still imagine it: the warriors under his command must be advancing rapidly, and the Guangzhou defenders have no power to resist at all.

The cruiser Myoko was built and launched in 1929 at the Mitsubishi Nagasaki Shipyard. The ship was 201 meters long at the waterline, nearly 20 meters wide, and had a draft of 6.5 meters. It had a standard displacement of 10,000 tons, and after several equipment upgrades, its displacement was 13,000 tons.

The main engine had a power of 130,000 horsepower, a maximum speed of 33 knots per hour, and a range of 8,000 nautical miles. The ship was equipped with ten 203 mm main guns, six 120 mm secondary guns, twenty-four 25 mm cannons, eight 13.2 mm machine guns, four torpedo tubes, three reconnaissance aircraft, and a crew of 891.

The Fifth Fleet had quite a few such warships. Among the entire fleet, only the aircraft were engaged in combat. All the warships were just anchored on the sea surface, completely useless.

In fact, the Fifth Fleet prepared by Commander Kurashina Hachiro, although powerful, has only served to send the Japanese devils to the shore since its departure, and has taken no further action.

He has also been drumming in his heart these days, wondering whether the empire's actions this time will cause interference from the British Empire. The Fifth Fleet has been closely monitoring the merchant ships coming and going at sea.

The reconnaissance planes on the cruiser Myoko are also scouting the ocean every day for movements of other countries' fleets.

At least since the 12th Infantry Division landed, the situation on the sea has not changed, which has made Commander Kurashina Hachiro's mood somewhat happy.

The commander of the 18th Division, Kuna Seiichi, was not in a good mood at this time. Since landing at Daya Bay on the 12th, the actions of his division have been smooth.

He did not expect that now that they have reached Futian, they were actually repelled by the Nationalist army. This made him very angry. Guangzhou is already close at hand. After the first attack on Futian failed, he ordered: Deploy the tank unit to assist in the attack on Futian.

After being reprimanded by the division, Murashita Ryosuke, the commander of the 55th Regiment of the 18th Division, immediately conveyed his anger to Captain Kito Yohei of the First Battalion, and slapped him a few times.

Only then did he order: "We must take Futian today! The division commander has ordered a tank company to come to support us."

"Hai!" Captain Kito Yohei, who had been slapped a few times, was furious. Since landing in Daya Bay, he has been the vanguard of the entire 21st Army, and has been advancing bravely, without encountering any decent resistance from the Nationalist army.

He did not expect that in Futian, the first attack was actually repelled by the Nationalist army. Just now, it could not be blamed on Lieutenant Chūkyū Takeo's company for being incompetent.

Captain Kito Yohei had just seen with his own eyes the Japanese devils of Lieutenant Chūkyū Takeo's company, rushing forward desperately. However, the firepower on the Nationalist army's position was too fierce, and they did not retreat.

This is the reason why Lieutenant Chūkyū Takeo's company suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat. It was not because the firepower was strong or not, but because this time, the Nationalist army did not take the initiative to retreat.

Zhang Ruigui, the commander of the 153rd Division of the Fourth War Zone, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the first attack of the Japanese devils had been repelled: This was the first time that the Nationalist army had repelled the Japanese devils since the Japanese devils landed at Daya Bay on the 12th.

Looking at the twenty-odd Japanese devil corpses lying in front of the position, and then looking at the twenty-odd soldiers on his side who had also fallen, Brigade Commander Zhong Fangjun was still satisfied: Being able to exchange lives with the Japanese devils one-for-one was already very good.

He said to Regiment Commander Yin beside him, "Just fight like this. The Japanese devils only attacked once today. Next, as long as we hold on, Commander Yu will definitely send reinforcements. Only soldiers like this have some shadow of our 'Iron Army.'"

Brigade Commander Zhong Fangjun was a soldier. He was very puzzled that the Japanese devils were able to advance more than 150 kilometers in just seven days. It was not that there were no Fourth War Zone troops along the way.

So many troops all collapsed at a touch, and no one was able to make the Japanese devils attack a second time. This was too embarrassing.

Today, he was personally supervising the battle on the front line. When the officers and soldiers saw the Japanese devils coming forward to attack, they immediately began to shoot, and soon made the attacking Japanese devils throw down twenty-odd corpses and flee back.

Captain Kito Yohei did not force his subordinate captain too much. After slapping him for a while, he ordered his company to rest and think carefully about the reasons for today's failure.

Captain Nakajima Takeo dared not say anything. The reason for today's failure? He could figure it out with his toes: It was just that the Nationalist army was ignorant and resisted, so he failed.

Captain Ishida Haruto received the order: "Immediately launch an attack on the Nationalist army in front." Captain Ishida Haruto had already learned about the situation from the Japanese devils of the retreating Lieutenant Chūkyū Takeo's company.

The Nationalist army guarding the position in front was not like the troops they had encountered these days. They would run away when they saw the Nationalist army. They would resist.

Now that he knew this, Captain Ishida Haruto was not flustered. He spoke to all the Japanese devils in the company: "The Nationalist army in front will shoot. Can you?"

"Yes!"

"They won't run away. What should we do?"

"Drive them away!" All the Japanese devils in the company were shouting. Just like that, the Japanese devils of the entire Captain Ishida Haruto's company began to rush to the front line, howling.

Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi led the team and rushed to the front. They carefully looked at the fortifications built 300 meters away. They could see that there were many people moving in the fortifications, and the defending troops seemed to have a lot of troops.

In his squad, Sergeant Fujiwara Daiki and Sergeant Ōmigihara Naoki, two Japanese devils, were covering each other and rushing to the front. They have been the most outstanding performers in the entire squad in recent days.

Both Japanese devils were holding their breath, wanting to pick up a great achievement in this battle to attack Guangzhou, and then take a step up from now on.

At the same time, they also thought that after taking Guangzhou City this time, they could repeat what happened in Nanjing City once again, and then they would make a fortune.

In private, these Japanese devils have discussed it many times, and they are all looking forward to Kurashina Hachiro issuing such an order as soon as possible.

Although this order has not yet been issued, they already have such an idea, but the idea is good, they still have to attack Guangzhou City first.

Therefore, these Japanese devils have a very strong sense of combat. The two Japanese devils rushing to the front kept their feet and kept their guns, bending their waists and rushing forward.

Two hundred meters away from these Japanese devils, the Japanese devils of Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki's squad were also rushing towards the Nationalist army's defensive position. Further away, the Japanese devils of Squad Leader Shiina Taro's squad were also rushing forward.

Captain Ishida Haruto's attack did not concentrate its forces on one place, but directly sent all the Japanese devils of the entire company, and launched attacks from three directions at the same time.

Yin Minghui, the commander of the First Regiment of the 459th Brigade who was defending here, immediately ordered his soldiers to counterattack when he saw the Japanese devils launching another attack.

When they saw the Japanese devils rushing to a distance of 200 meters from the defense line, heavy machine guns and machine guns immediately opened fire. As soon as the gunshots rang, the charging Japanese devils immediately fell to the ground, but they did not stop attacking.

These Japanese devils were just crawling forward on the ground.

Because the distance was a bit far, the shooting on the entire defense line did not hit a single Japanese devil, which not only made Regiment Commander Yin a little disappointed, but also made Battalion Commander Shuku Kōen a little disappointed.

Battalion Commander Shuku shouted loudly at the heavy machine gun, "Ryū Kai! Aim carefully, don't just focus on shooting bullets out."

Ryū Kai was the main shooter of the heavy machine gun. In the previous round of shooting at the Japanese devils, he had knocked down at least three Japanese devils, which made Battalion Commander Shuku attach great importance to these boys.

Hearing the battalion commander's order, Ryū Kai did not say anything, but slightly lowered the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, so that it would hit closer, hoping to hit some of the crawling Japanese devils.

Sergeant Fujiwara Daiki and Sergeant Ōmigihara Naoki were lying on the ground. Just now, a burst of bullets swept through the dirt in front of them. If they had crawled one more step just now, they would have been injured by now.

The two Japanese devils looked at each other, and Sergeant Fujiwara Daiki finally chose to continue crawling forward. They were already on the battlefield now, and it was impossible to retreat.

It was also impossible to retreat, Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi was supervising the battle from behind, and if they retreated now, they would definitely get shot.

With two fearless Japanese devils taking the lead and continuing to attack, the more than 50 Japanese devils of the entire Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi's squad could only grit their teeth and continue crawling forward.

Not far to their side, Sergeant Eguchi Yūta and Sergeant Karasawa Sou were not facing the same heavy machine gun, but they were facing the same situation.

The Nationalist army's bullets seemed to be endless, constantly strafing. Although they had not hit them yet, the sound of bullets whizzing overhead always made Sergeant Eguchi Yūta tremble with fear.

He couldn't show it, Sergeant Karasawa Sou was rushing with him, and he couldn't slow down if he didn't slow down himself.

It was because of such Japanese devils competing in front that the Japanese devils of the entire Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki's squad were also advancing rapidly. This situation was welcomed by Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki. Of course, he hoped that the Japanese devils under his command would be as brave as Karasawa Sou.

Captain Ishida Haruto looked at the three squads under his command chasing each other from the rear, and an excited expression appeared on his face: As long as they can rush up, the Nationalist army's defense line will collapse.

The three squads of Japanese devils crawled like this, and had crawled into the 100-meter defense line. This was the best shooting distance for rifles.

Ordinary soldiers use rifles. The usual practice distance is 100 meters. Now that the Japanese devils have entered this distance, all the soldiers of the regiment are firing.

Shi Gao fired a shot at the Japanese devil, but did not hit, cursed a few words, and then pulled the bolt again, reloaded and aimed to fire, but still did not hit.

Shi Gao was a little discouraged: "This Japanese devil is really cunning, I can't hit him even after two shots." Dong Chengzhi, who was next to him, also said, "I also shot at the target during training, why can't I hit it on the battlefield?"

Wei Ming said, "Me too, I clearly aimed just now, but I still didn't hit it. It's really unlucky that I didn't hit a single Japanese devil today."

The difference between the environment on the battlefield and the training ground is too great. These soldiers, who are not very good at marksmanship on the battlefield, are considered veterans if they have the courage to shoot on the battlefield.

It is already considered a sharpshooter to hit a Japanese devil with three or five shots. Most soldiers do not hit a target in a battle that lasts three or four hours.

The few who can really hit the Japanese devils are the minority. Although Shi Gao and the others always complain that the Japanese devils are cunning and cannot let them hit, they still try their best to aim at the Japanese devils and fire.

Even so, it has caused great trouble to the attacking Japanese devils. They are also flesh and blood, and hearing the bullets constantly sweeping past them, these Japanese devils are also afraid.

Sergeant Fujiwara Daiki had crawled to a position more than 60 meters away from the Nationalist army's fortifications. He no longer continued to move forward, but found a slightly lower place here and began to aim with his gun.

When these Japanese devils were strafed by the Nationalist army's heavy machine guns, Captain Ishida Haruto had already ordered the heavy machine guns and grenade launchers in the team to suppress the Nationalist army's firepower.

The gunfire was very fierce. The casualties on the battlefield were not very large. The battle with the largest casualties was the bayonet fight, which was a knife-to-knife fight, and was the biggest test of courage and morale for both sides.

Now, in this kind of mutual shooting from a distance, the Japanese devils have the advantage. The Japanese devils who have received strict training are good at marksmanship, and the Nationalist army is much worse in this regard.

This is the situation now. These Japanese devils climbed to a position 60 to 70 meters away and began to shoot, which immediately made Regiment Commander Yin's defense line precarious.

In this case, Regiment Commander Yin could only order: "All battalion commanders and company commanders should go to the front line to command." He himself also came to the front defense line of the First Battalion.

Battalion Commander Shuku could not help but feel a little anxious when he saw the regiment commander arriving at the front line with him: "Regiment Commander! The front line is dangerous. You can command in the headquarters. We have the front line."

Regiment Commander Yin lay on the edge of the fortifications and carefully stuck his head out to take a look at the Japanese devils' situation. He said with some embarrassment, "The Japanese devils are so close."

In this case, there was nothing he could do. If they were closer, there were more people on his side, and they could rush up and fight the Japanese devils with bayonets. The current distance was a bit awkward.

He could only shout loudly: "Brothers! Aim and shoot, the Japanese devils are lying there and not moving, shoot them well."

After speaking, he also picked up a rifle and carefully aimed at the Japanese devil and fired a shot: It went wide!

Regiment Commander Yin did not take it seriously. It was normal not to hit, it was an accident to hit. That's how it is to fight the Japanese devils on the battlefield. Use a pile of bullets. As long as enough bullets are fired, enough Japanese devils will definitely be killed.

They are different from the Special Forces Brigade. The education that Lin Fan received was to sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime, and to practice more live ammunition during training so that they can shoot accurately in wartime.

Although Regiment Commander Yin did not give the Japanese devil a headshot, his ability to come to the front line has already inspired all the soldiers in the regiment.

The regiment commander personally fired at the Japanese devil. This was an order and an inspiration. The soldiers of the entire regiment fired much faster.

When more bullets are fired, there will always be a chance to hit the Japanese devil by chance. This time, the Japanese devils of Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi's squad were in trouble. Soon, the Japanese devils began to howl, "I'm injured!"

"I'm injured!" Several Japanese devils were shouting. Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi knew that he could not just keep dragging on like this, and ordered loudly, "Attack! Continue to attack!"

He was lying on the ground, but the command knife in his hand was standing up and pointing to the fortifications in front. Sergeant Fujiwara Daiki glanced at Ōmigihara Naoki, and resolutely got up from the ground.

Bending his body, he began to rush towards the First Battalion's defense line. With one Japanese devil standing up to charge, there was a second Japanese devil standing up. Squad Leader Shibasaki Daichi saw that all the Japanese devils in the squad had begun to charge.

He also got up from the ground and shouted excitedly, "Charge!" He also quickened his pace and launched an attack towards the front.

These Japanese devils charged very fast. Although several Japanese devils fell during the charge, most of the Japanese devils still rushed to the front.

Regiment Commander Yin immediately stood up, tightened the rifle in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Rush up and fight the Japanese devils!"

There were more than 30 Japanese devils who rushed up, and he had more than 300 soldiers here. Every soldier would calculate such an account. These soldiers immediately stood up and rushed towards the Japanese devils with the regiment commander.

The Japanese devils who have been trained for a long time are much better at bayonet fighting than the soldiers under Regiment Commander Yin, but the huge difference in numbers makes these Japanese devils unable to resist.

They always have to face several rifles stabbing at them at the same time. Fujiwara Daiki and Ōmigihara Naoki, the two Japanese devils who rushed to the front, were also the first to encounter the Nationalist army.

Fujiwara Daiki's rifle stabbed at Dong Chengzhi. This shot came fiercely. Dong Chengzhi held up the rifle in his hand, and a strong force came, and his body could not help but step back two steps.

Fujiwara Daiki's feet took two steps forward, and the rifle in his hand followed Dong Chengzhi like a poisonous snake. Wei Ming stabbed a shot at the Japanese devil's waist from the side.

Fujiwara Daiki, who was taking advantage of the victory to pursue, did not expect that someone on the side would give him a knife. He quickly took back the shot that he had just stabbed out and parried this imminent stab.

Dong Chengzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood firm, and saw that Wei Ming was in great danger again, so he did not dare to stop, and quickly stepped forward two steps and stabbed the Japanese devil in the chest with all his strength.

Ren Liguo also stabbed a shot at this Japanese devil from the other side. This time, Fujiwara Daiki was terrified. He panicked, and there was no time to parry in this situation.

Fujiwara Daiki could only retreat, wanting to withdraw from this battle group, but he was still a step slow, and his waist was stabbed by Ren Liguo's bayonet. Although it did not directly stab into his chest, it also cut a big hole in his belly.

With his belly injured, Fujiwara Daiki's pace of retreat slowed down, and Dong Chengzhi stabbed into his chest with a knife. This time, his body was still retreating, and he pulled the bayonet out himself.

Wei Ming's shot from the other side also arrived, Fujiwara Daiki opened his eyes wide and said unwillingly, "You don't have martial ethics!"

After saying that, he fell to the ground at once. Dong Chengzhi was afraid that he was not dead yet, so he went up and stabbed another knife, and then said to Wei Ming and Ren Liguo, "Two elder brothers! Let's go together!"

If it were not for the help of these two people just now, Dong Chengzhi would never have been able to fight this Japanese devil under his feet.

Wei Ming and Ren Liguo had also seen the ferocity of this Japanese devil just now, and immediately agreed. The three of them formed a combat team and went together when they encountered Japanese devils.

When Ōmigihara Naoki rushed up, he was heading for Regiment Commander Yin. He could see that this person was the first to rush out of the trenches.

Battalion Commander Shuku saw a Japanese devil heading straight for the regiment commander, and did not dare to neglect, so he quickly rushed to the front to block it. This battalion commander had also been promoted step by step from a soldier.

When the Japanese devil stabbed with his bayonet, Battalion Commander Shuku quickly parried, but this parry immediately felt the pressure. He could not bear the Japanese devil's brute force at all, and his footsteps retreated backwards.

Regiment Commander Yin quickly stepped forward to relieve the siege, and stabbed a shot at this Japanese devil. Ōmigihara Naoki took back the shot that was chasing Battalion Commander Shuku, and flicked it outwards.

Regiment Commander Yin's rifle was actually knocked away at once. This made Battalion Commander Shuku so scared that he did not dare to retreat any further. He tightened the handle of the gun, took a step forward, stretched out the rifle, and used all his strength to block the shot that the Japanese devil was stabbing at Regiment Commander Yin.

Regiment Commander Yin did not expect that he could not even take a move on the battlefield. He was a fierce general during the Northern Expedition! At that time, the charge was the same as now, and the officers had to rush to the front.

Why is he so weak now? Sergeant Ōmigihara Naoki knew that if he did not send away the Nationalist army who was parrying, it was impossible to stab down this silver-like wax spearhead Nationalist army soldier.

The bayonet in his hand immediately changed direction, and stabbed at Battalion Commander Shuku again.

With the rifle lost, Regiment Commander Yin could only pull out his pistol and shot the Japanese devil in the chest. This time, he did not dare to hit the Japanese devil's head, for fear of missing.

Ōmigihara Naoki was shot in the chest, and the shot stabbing at Battalion Commander Shuku loosened, and was parried by Battalion Commander Shuku. Regiment Commander Yin added a shot, and then knocked down the Japanese devil in front of him.

Battalion Commander Shuku said in a low voice, "Regiment Commander! Let's command here!" Regiment Commander Yin nodded, picked up Ōmigihara Naoki's rifle and held it in his hand. Although he did not speak, his footsteps no longer moved forward. He watched his soldiers swarm towards the Japanese devils, but he was thinking in his heart: Why?

Why can't he even parry a shot from this Japanese devil? Regiment Commander Yin began to recall how long he had not done morning exercises and had not trained.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't think about it, but when he thinks about it, it seems that he has not trained for three or five years? These years, he has been to various restaurants and pubs in Guangzhou City during the day, and to theaters and nightclubs at night, but he has not been to the military camp.

Thinking of this, he was covered in cold sweat. If it were not for Battalion Commander Shuku's desperate rescue just now, he would have been dead.

Originally, the 151st Division has been retreating backwards from Daya Bay. It's not that they don't want to resist, but their officers know what kind of stuff they are, and also know what their soldiers are like. Their troops can't fight at all.

Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki watched the team start a bayonet fight with the Nationalist army, and urged loudly, "Nagasawa Yūki! You have to go up quickly."

Nagasawa Yūki was a little scared. He didn't want to rush up, but now that he was named by the squad leader, he had to grip his rifle and rush to the front.

Nagasawa Yūki had clearly seen it from behind: Although Sergeant Eguchi Yūta and the others rushed to the front and stabbed two Nationalist army soldiers, two people fell, and more Nationalist army soldiers rushed up.

This is different from the battles of the past few days.

In the past few days, let alone a bayonet fight, as long as they launched a charge in front of the battlefield, most of the Nationalist army soldiers would start to retreat.

Karasawa Sou was already regretting it at this time. He had already killed three Nationalist army soldiers, but he himself was also injured. And because he rushed to the front, he now had no time to retreat and wrap his wound.

Another Nationalist army soldier's rifle was stabbing at him, Karasawa Sou knew that this was an expert when he saw that there was no expression on the cold face of this soldier.

Only those veterans, the veterans who are used to life and death on the battlefield, can be like this. The arm that Karasawa Sou was injured on began to hurt after just two moves, making him slow down a lot when he shot.

But with such a slowdown, the second shot from the opposite side arrived again. Karasawa Sou could only continue to parry. Now his arm was getting more and more painful, and he had no strength to fight back at all.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose. Karasawa Sou had parried four times in a row, and he could barely hold the rifle in his hand. At this time, how much he hoped that a Japanese devil could come to help.

But such an idea was obviously unrealistic. There were too many Nationalist army soldiers on the battlefield here. Each Japanese devil had several Nationalist army soldiers guarding him. How could there be a Japanese devil to help?

There was no expression on Xing Xinsi's face, but he was secretly surprised: This Japanese devil had three wounds that could be seen on his body, and he could actually parry his four shots in a row.

The fifth shot! Xing Xinsi thought to himself, and quickly stabbed the injured Japanese devil with the rifle in his hand. This time, Karasawa Sou was finally exhausted. His hand holding the rifle spasmed as soon as it touched the rifle on the opposite side, and he could no longer hold the rifle, and it fell to the ground at once.

Xing Xinsi's bayonet finally stabbed into the chest of the Japanese devil in front of him. He did not hesitate, and quickly pulled it out and stabbed it in again. After two consecutive knives were stabbed out, Karasawa Sou could no longer stand, and fell to the ground.

Nagasawa Yūki, who had been urged by Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki to come forward, saw this scene and quickly rushed up, stabbing at Xing Xinsi without saying a word.

Xing Xinsi, who had been expressionless all the time, smiled: "Damn it, you will also sneak attack." He himself has always been a person who uses insidious tricks, how could he not pay attention to this Japanese devil who just rushed up.

The rifle was picked up from the ground, and a cloud of dirt was picked up by the bayonet and rushed towards Nagasawa Yūki. With the dirt in front and the bayonet behind.

Nagasawa Yūki also had a plan when he chose this Nationalist army soldier: First, this soldier had just fought fiercely, and his physical strength must have declined; second, this soldier was bowing his head to search the Japanese devil, and he was not prepared at all.

He thought of all the details, but he did not expect that this soldier would be so cunning: he first used dirt to blind his eyes.

What can he do now? He can only close his eyes first, stop his feet, and quickly take back the shot that he stabbed out, and wave it in front of him.

Xing Xinsi's little thoughts were revealed at this time. He was just half-lowering his body, and the bayonet in his hand did not stab towards the upper three roads of the Japanese devil, for fear of being blocked by the Japanese devil's waving rifle. His rifle only stabbed towards the lower three roads of the Japanese devil, but did not stab at his thigh, but stabbed at the Japanese devil's lifeline.

Nagasawa Yūki suddenly let out a scream, this sound drowned out all the sounds on the originally noisy battlefield.

The shrill sound made some timid people even drop their weapons. Nagasawa Yūki, who was waving his rifle wildly with his eyes closed, jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He didn't want the gun either, and both hands touched downwards. The nearby Japanese devils and Nationalist army soldiers saw a bloody mess in its lower body. Seeing this scene, people, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, could not help but clamp their legs together.

Only then did Xing Xinsi straighten his body, and the rifle in his hand stabbed forward. Nagasawa Yūki, who had just jumped up, was still screaming in pain. He did not feel the knife that hit his chest at all, and continued to scream shrilly.

Xing Xinsi gave this screaming Japanese devil another knife, and then ended Nagasawa Yūki's pain. He fell to the ground with his face up, opened his mouth wide, his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and the muscles on his face were twisted, looking extremely painful.

Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki looked at this coward who had just rushed to the front and had arrived, and also made such a big noise when he was dying, and was also a little helpless.

The Japanese devils in his squad who could rush up have rushed up, and now it was his turn to come forward. Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki still rushed towards Xing Xinsi.

This made Xing Xinsi a little dissatisfied: "Do you think I am a soft persimmon? You all rush towards me one by one."

He stopped searching the Japanese devil's body, stood up straight, and also rushed towards the Japanese devil who was staring at him with his rifle.

"Ya!" Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki shouted loudly, held the command knife with both hands, and chopped down at the Nationalist army soldier who rushed up.

Xing Xinsi saw that the Japanese devil was using a command knife, and thought that there would be such a chop when he rushed up. He could not stop the pace of his rush, so he could only step to the side to make way for the front, and the rifle in his hand was not slow, and took advantage of this inertia to send forward.

Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki did not expect that this soldier would be so slippery, he stepped aside and reached his side, and also stabbed a knife.

He did not dare to be slow, so he could only forcibly take back the knife that was chopping down and parry this powerful knife.

At the moment when the two sides fought, a few sparks also burst out in the middle. Although Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki parried this knife, he had forcibly taken the knife back to parry just now, which made him unable to bear it.

His wrist hurt, and his tiger's mouth was cracked. Xing Xinsi was still rushing up, his feet did not stop, he continued to take a step forward, and the rifle in his hand took back and quickly came out, and stabbed out again.

At this time, he was already behind the Japanese devil, Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki was attacked from the side just now, and was also turning around, but his turning movement was a little slow.

This shot stabbed at his side, holding the knife with both hands, and the action of parrying a shot that was stabbed from the side was a little slow. He quickly used his right hand to hold the knife, trying to parry.

No matter what he did, he was still a step slow. Xing Xinsi's bayonet had stabbed into the Japanese devil's body, and only then did Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki parry it.

He slammed the knife on the rifle, and the bayonet on the rifle was stimulated by this force, and it slid out from his back horizontally, which was equivalent to Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki cutting himself in half.

This took half of Squad Leader Fukuyama Yūki's life, and he could no longer stand up. His body fell forward like this, even so, the bayonet in his hand was still stabbing at Xing Xinsi.

Xing Xinsi had been guarding against this Japanese devil. Seeing that he still wanted to give himself a knife before he died, he quickly took a step back and let the Japanese devil's knife pass. The rifle in his hand stabbed forward again.

Seeing that this Japanese devil was no longer moving, he went forward to pick up the command knife, waved it in his hand, and took the scabbard off this Japanese devil and hung it around his waist.

The situation of the Japanese devils in Squad Leader Shiina Taro's squad was similar to that on this side. The Japanese devils charged forward, and although their combat effectiveness was much stronger than the soldiers under Regiment Commander Yin, the number of Japanese devils was too small after all.

The Nationalist army's officers at all levels all went to the front line. Although they did not rush to the front to lead, they were all loudly giving orders behind these soldiers.

The soldiers who were desperately fighting in front heard the voices of their officers behind them, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they fought desperately with the Japanese devils.

Captain Ishida Haruto watched the scene on the battlefield from a distance, and all of this seemed unreal. All three of his squads bravely rushed to the Nationalist army's defense line.

And they also fought a bayonet fight with the Nationalist army soldiers, but those Nationalist army soldiers did not escape, and they also rushed out and killed all three of their squads on the battlefield.

Captain Ishida Haruto could not accept such a result. But when Captain Chūkyū Takeo saw this scene, he finally felt balanced: They had been too smooth since they