The Japanese soldiers under Captain Takuma Takeuchi were still huddled on the ground, trembling, when the warriors of the Special Forces Brigade rushed up. They were still trying to dodge the grenades.

But instead of grenades, bayonets arrived. The two sides were instantly entangled in a bloody melee.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers who had been attacking him all turn back to face Company Commander Ren and his men, Hu Xiong stopped defending the works.

He roared, "Charge!" Bayonet fighting was the specialty of every unit in the Special Forces Brigade. Now, two companies charged the Japanese from both front and rear.

Forced to defend on both sides, Takuma Takeuchi's men were stretched thin and quickly broken into small groups.

Surrounded by the two companies, the Japanese soldiers of Takeuchi's unit were rapidly reduced in number. Petty Officer Kazuki Tsukamoto's squad was left with fewer than twenty men.

Surrounded by a team of Special Forces Brigade soldiers, Petty Officer Tsukamoto shouted as he charged toward a small soldier opposite him.

He could see clearly: among the soldiers surrounding them, this man was the smallest, with a childish face, and probably not a master.

The Japanese commander didn't choose anyone else, charging straight at him, which pleased Sun Dong immensely.

He was small and never gained weight no matter how much he ate, and he was always moving around like a monkey. The entire company didn't call him by his real name, but by his nickname: Sun Monkey!

Some say that only names can be wrong, not nicknames. The nickname Sun Monkey was certainly fitting.

Seeing the Japanese commander come at him so fiercely, trying to bully him because of his size, Sun Dong was delighted. The commander charged right in front of him, launching a powerful downward chop.

The gleaming commander's sword came down, fierce and swift!

Sun Dong wasn't called Sun Monkey for nothing. Seeing Petty Officer Tsukamoto's blade coming fiercely, rapidly, and accurately, he didn't engage.

He pushed hard with both feet, leaping backward in place, landing without changing posture, still in the basic assassination stance, only a meter back.

Petty Officer Tsukamoto, having poured all his strength into the strike, never expected his opponent to neither parry nor block, but to simply vanish in place.

His full-strength blow struck only air. The great force didn't work any miracles, instead, it left him wide open.

Petty Officer Tsukamoto had to quickly retract his sword, which was very difficult. Just then, the little guy who had vanished in place leaped back.

Sun Dong advanced, his rifle already in position as he flew through the air, the bayonet aimed at the Japanese soldier struggling to retract his sword, stabbing down fiercely.

Petty Officer Tsukamoto, fully committed to pulling back his blade, could only watch helplessly as the small soldier opposite him, jumping like a monkey, plunged the gleaming bayonet straight into his chest.

Using the force of the bayonet entering his chest, he finally regained his balance. Petty Officer Tsukamoto's eyes went red, and with a great roar, he didn't even bother to retract the commander's sword still in his hand.

He swung upward in a backhand motion, hoping to bisect the cunning soldier.

He no longer thought about survival, only wanting to die together with this cunning soldier.

Sun Dong used the same tactic as before, pushing off with both feet and leaping backward, twisting the butt of the rifle lightly, the bayonet stirring half a circle inside Petty Officer Tsukamoto's chest before being pulled out.

It was as if all of Petty Officer Tsukamoto's strength had been stirred up and then completely extracted. He didn't even have the strength to hold onto the commander's sword.

With a "clang," the commander's sword fell to the ground. Petty Officer Tsukamoto clutched at the wound on his chest and collapsed, pressing his entire body against the wound, as if to hold onto his dwindling life force.

Sergeant Thirty-Six Murakawa was still closely following Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa. They had retreated from the direction of Hu Xiong's attack and were now fighting desperately against Ren Ce's company, trying to cut a bloody path out of the encirclement.

It wasn't that the ordinary Japanese soldiers like Murakawa Thirty-Six weren't trying hard enough, it was just that the Special Forces Brigade soldiers were too powerful. The Japanese soldiers couldn't break through at all.

On the contrary, the Japanese soldiers were constantly being stabbed and falling to the ground. Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa tried to suppress the fear in his heart, striving to charge toward the soldiers opposite him.

Sergeant Thirty-Six Murakawa followed closely beside him. Zhao Tianci watched the two Japanese soldiers charging toward him, making no unnecessary movements.

He stepped forward and shouted, "Kill!" The bayonet in his hand followed the sound, stabbing toward the Japanese soldier wielding the commander's sword.

Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa was startled by the shout, and the commander's sword he was preparing to parry faltered. Between masters, victory or defeat is decided in an instant. He wasn't a master.

But Zhao Tianci was definitely no amateur. The bayonet in his hand had already pierced the chest of the Japanese soldier in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the Japanese commander hadn't even tried to parry, his eyes filled with nothing but fear, Zhao Tianci lightly twisted the bayonet in his hand and pulled it out, then stabbed toward the other Japanese soldier.

At this moment, Sergeant Murakawa Thirty-Six's bayonet also came stabbing toward him. Platoon Leader Zhao flicked the rifle in his hand to the side, knocking away the Japanese soldier's thrust.

The bayonet in his hand continued to stab toward the Japanese soldier without changing direction. Just then, a "clang!" sounded from the side. Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa no longer had the strength to hold the commander's sword. He could only watch helplessly as Sergeant Murakawa Thirty-Six also had a hole stabbed in his chest, just like him.

This infuriated Sergeant Murakawa Thirty-Six. He was trying to distract the Chinese soldier's rifle, so the petty officer could kill the soldier with a single strike.

But instead, the petty officer had even dropped his commander's sword. Utterly enraged, Sergeant Murakawa Thirty-Six spoke angrily to Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa for the first time: "Coward!"

Hearing this assessment, Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa didn't bother to argue. He simply collapsed to the ground. This time, Sergeant Murakawa Thirty-Six was finally able to pin the petty officer down, marking the first time he had gained the upper hand over Petty Officer Daisuke Shirakawa.

Captain Takuma Takeuchi watched his breakout plan fail once again: the entire unit was being surrounded and cut off.

There was no point in breaking out now! His unit was certainly doomed to be annihilated, not a single Japanese soldier would survive.

Captain Takuma Takeuchi, who had already despaired countless times today, knew that this was his last desperate struggle.

The commander's sword in his hand was no longer used for commanding, but only for slashing at a Special Forces Brigade soldier in front of him.

What he never expected was that by randomly choosing someone to attack, he would encounter Company Commander Ren Ce of the Tenth Company, Fifteenth Regiment.

Company Commander Ren laughed, "Soldier against soldier, general against general! Cannon against cannon, gun against gun, you've messed up, Japanese devil!"

His tone was mocking, but his actions were not the least bit careless! His foot stepped forward, and a force was transmitted from his foot to his waist, and then to his hand.

Using the force of his waist, the rifle was thrust forward, killing the Japanese commander like lightning. Captain Takuma Takeuchi's commander's sword slashed downward, accurately striking the rifle that Company Commander Ren had thrust toward him, sending a shower of sparks.

Captain Takuma Takeuchi only felt a great force rebounding back, the commander's sword suddenly jumping upward as if it had come to life and was about to fly away.

He quickly exerted his strength, feeling a pain in his tiger's mouth. In the midst of the chaos, he saw that his tiger's mouth was already bleeding. The Japanese soldier's sword had also cut the rifle in Company Commander Ren's hand, sending it crashing into the ground.

He was also shocked: "This Japanese devil is strong!" Although shocked, Company Commander Ren didn't panic. He pushed hard with both feet and leaped backward. This was the backward leap in the assassination technique, something they practiced every day, and it was perfect for this situation.

Having finally regained his balance, Captain Takuma Takeuchi watched as the soldier who had just been in front of him retreated a meter away.

He quickly stepped forward, wanting to pursue, but immediately saw his opponent step forward again, thrusting another spear, exactly like the first.

Company Commander Ren didn't change his move, but Captain Takuma Takeuchi didn't dare to do the same as before. He gripped the commander's sword with both hands, guiding it to the side in an attempt to deflect the spear to the side.

What he didn't expect was that the spear thrust by the soldier opposite him was just as powerful as before.

His attempt to guide it with the commander's sword was like an ant trying to shake a pillar, it didn't move at all. The bayonet continued to advance in a straight line.

This frightened Captain Takuma Takeuchi out of his wits. He quickly retreated. This sudden change of move, made without preparation, avoided the first strike.

But his center of gravity was unstable. Next, Company Commander Ren thrust another spear in a simple and unadorned manner, exactly the same as the previous two thrusts. But this time, Captain Takuma Takeuchi, whose center of gravity was unstable, was unable to parry at all.

The posture of his hands gripping the sword had now become wild and disorganized, his left hand holding the sword, raised high above his head, his right hand outstretched as if trying to grab something in the air to stabilize his body.

When the bayonet stabbed into his chest, his entire body gained an extra point of support, and he suddenly regained his balance.

Captain Takuma Takeuchi was a ruthless character. Even with a bayonet in his chest, he stabilized his body and swung the commander's sword in his left hand downward.

Wanting to split the Chinese soldier in front of him in half with one strike, Company Commander Ren leaped backward again, the bayonet dragging Captain Takuma Takeuchi forward a step.

Captain Takuma Takeuchi's center of gravity was unstable again. This time, he reacted quickly, plunging the commander's sword into the ground to stabilize himself.

Then his eyes saw another flash of bright bayonet light, and he was hit again. This time, Captain Takuma Takeuchi was unable to stand up.

His body softened, and he knelt on the ground, the commander's sword pressing deeper into the ground, forming a three-point support. He rested his hands on the commander's sword and his head on his hands, and died.

With the death of the Japanese commander, the remaining soldiers of the Takeuchi unit continued to resist, but their resistance was futile. They were soon killed by the soldiers of the two companies.

Company Commander Hu Xiong smiled and said to Company Commander Ren, "Old Ren! I'll leave the mopping up of the battlefield to you! I'm going over there."

Company Commander Ren said unhappily, "This is your territory, clean up your own battlefield, I'm going ahead!"

Company Commander Hu ordered, "Fifth Platoon Leader, leave a squad to clean up the battlefield, the rest of you follow me." Not far from the battlefield, the people of Fogang were still busy.

When the bullets were flying everywhere, they hid and dared not look up. Later, when the gunfire lessened and the bayonet fight began, the older ones among the people raised their heads to watch, cheering loudly when they saw something they liked.

All the people stood up to watch the Special Forces Brigade soldiers fight the Japanese, cheering loudly every time a Japanese soldier was killed.

Now that all the Japanese soldiers on the battlefield had been killed, these people voluntarily came to help clean up the battlefield.

It was because of the help of the people that Company Commander Hu only left a squad of soldiers. They were actually only there to guide the people on how to classify the materials seized on the battlefield.

While the two companies of the Fifteenth Regiment and the Second Regiment were jointly launching the final siege of the Takeuchi unit, Commander Ishiro Fuekuki of the Fifth Fleet's Marine Corps, did not stand idly by. It sent the Unit of Captain Uchikame Hide to rescue the Unit of Takeuchi Takuma.

Although the Hasegawa squad sent by Captain Kameshizu Uchita to meet the Captain Takuma Takeuchi's unit had difficulty, they had been always trying to rush to the direction of Captain Takuma Takeuchi's unit, but it didn't help much.

At least, the Sato Abe squad of the Hasegawa squad had successfully penetrated to the location guarded by the Eighth Company of the Second Regiment at this time.

It could continue to cross the defense line of the Ninth Company and confront the Tenth Company of Hu Xiong.

Being able to rush to this place, the Abe Sato squad had already had a distance from the Hasegawa squad behind them, and they had decoupled.

Squad leader Sato Abe watched the annihilation of the Takeuchi Takuma unit and saw that the Special Forces Brigade warrior who had wiped out the Takeuchi Takuma unit was rushing towards his squad.

This made the captain of Sato Abe feel a little embarrassed: their squad failed to save the Japanese, and seemed to be trapped here.

Soon, Squad Leader Sato Abe has determined that they are really trapped here.

Sergeant Kamehide Yoshizawa was a Japanese soldier who wanted to make a contribution. Now he can only crawl on the ground and try to fire at the rushing Special Forces Brigade warriors.

It no longer had the fighting spirit and morale it had when it first entered the battlefield. Of the entire squad behind him, there were fewer than thirty Japanese soldiers who could still fight.

The rushing troopers on the opposite side were a dark mass, with at least two companies.

Sergeant Yoshizawa Kamehide couldn't count them, and Squad Leader Sato Abe couldn't count them either. Captain Hasegawa, who was only fifty meters away from his squad, also saw their danger.

Three correspondents had already been sent to give Sato Abe an order to retreat!

However, the blockade in the middle of the fifty meters was too tight, and all three correspondents were sniped on the way.

Squad Leader Sato Abe no longer had the idea of continuing to attack forward. It didn't want to move forward, it also wanted to retreat.

However, the team rushing forward, six heavy machine guns kept strafing, so that their thirty Japanese soldiers had no way to retreat, and dared not retreat!

If they didn't dare to retreat, they could only defend! But their squad only had one machine gun. How could they defend against hundreds of Chinese soldiers rushing up?

Squad Leader Sato Abe looked at Captain Hasegawa, hoping that he could bring the entire squadron up to support him at this time.

Captain Hasegawa was also very helpless: he couldn't even send three correspondents, so how dare he bring all the soldiers of the entire squadron up? He was also afraid of passing through the fifty-meter open space.

Company Commander Hu looked at the thirty Japanese soldiers resisting stubbornly fifty meters ahead. There were six trolleys at the front of his team.

He ordered loudly, "First Platoon! Grenades!" This had become his standard mode of operation, and all the soldiers of the company knew it.

Regardless of whether the Japanese on the opposite side wanted to continue to defend or rush up to fight with bayonets, the company commander would have everyone throw grenades three times when they were forty meters away.

After the three bombings, the team rushing in front had reached the Japanese soldiers, and this was the time for the bayonet to see blood.

Sergeant Kamehide Yoshizawa was extremely lucky: he died in the first wave of grenades thrown by the first platoon, so he didn't have to experience the pain later.

Squad Leader Sato Abe was lucky enough to escape the bombing of the three rounds of grenades, and entered the final battle moment of his squad.

At this time, there were only ten Japanese soldiers in the entire squad who could stand up, facing hundreds of rushing soldiers.

The last bit of strength of the Sato Abe squad didn't even make a bubble, and they all fell to the ground, following the Japanese soldiers of the entire squad back to the embrace of Amaterasu.

Captain Hasegawa, who saw this scene from afar, no longer needed to be involved with this squad. It immediately ordered: "Retreat!"

It didn't want to stay here any longer, it wanted to retreat. However, it was not possible for him to retreat as he wished on the battlefield.

The correspondent sent by Captain Kameshizu Uchita brought the latest order: "Hold on the spot and block this Chinese army team that has been attacking along the road."

Captain Kameshizu Uchita had been paying attention to the entire battle situation. He saw the death of the Captain of Takuma Takeuchi's unit and the destruction of Sato Abe's squad.

He understood the Japanese soldiers under his command, so he issued this order to hold on the spot in a timely manner.

At the same time, it also sent reinforcements to the Hasegawa squad. The Okuma Saburo machine gun squad was sent to guard the defense line of the highway.

Captain Kameshizu Uchita was clear: if the Chinese army team was allowed to push horizontally along the highway, the entire Marine Corps would be leveled.

His unit had to guard the Hasegawa squad's defense line no matter what, but there was a Chinese army on the hillside above the Hasegawa line, constantly strafing.

It put a lot of pressure on the entire Kameshizu Uchita team and caused heavy casualties to its team. It sent a third order to the Matsuda Kaisen squad leader who was attacking the hillside, asking it to take down the hillside regardless of casualties.

The Japanese soldiers of the Matsuda Kaisen squad had already suffered half of their casualties at this time, but the two Japanese soldiers rushing at the front were fine.

Crawling on the ground, Sergeant Torataro Kuninaka and Sergeant Hayato Kamikawa, these two Japanese soldiers who were eager to make contributions, and great contributions, were unable to lift their heads at this time because of the dense bullets above their heads.