Chapter 1 The Real Situation of Japanese Soldiers

Yamaguchi Masato, the battalion commander, didn't wait in the rear. He was a hands-on Japanese officer and personally led the Japanese troops of the battalion headquarters to charge forward.

In his opinion, the Chinese soldiers charging in front numbered only a little over a hundred. With his five hundred plus Japanese soldiers charging to deal with them, the three-to-one advantage would completely crush the enemy.

Captain Hoki Mizuki thought the same way. Five years ago, Hoki Mizuki was still a fisherman in Hokkaido, making a living by fishing.

One day, a sea storm capsized his family's fishing boat. After the storm subsided, he was the only survivor on the entire boat.

From then on, he dared not go to sea again. At this time, the Japanese were everywhere promoting the organization of reclamation groups to cultivate land on the other side of the ocean.

The Japanese government touted that the land on the opposite side was so fertile that it oozed oil, and the soil was black. Fish in the river could be scooped up with a ladle, and wild animals on the ground could be knocked down with a stick.

Any Japanese willing to go could receive forty mu of land and a free house.

Such favorable policies immediately appealed to the desperate Hoki Mizuki. He signed up without hesitation and came to this country as part of the first batch of reclamation group Japanese.

Once he arrived here, he realized that their houses were directly seized from the locals, and the land they cultivated still had crops that the locals had not yet harvested.

All of this seemed to open another door for Hoki Mizuki. From then on, in this country, he began to act recklessly and domineeringly.

The farmland allocated to him was planted with soybeans. During the harvest, the original owner of the land came to him, asking for some seeds to plant in the newly reclaimed land next year.

Seeing this strong local man come to ask him for soybean seeds, Hoki Mizuki refused his request without hesitation. He also claimed that the man had trampled on his field and ordered him to harvest all the soybeans for free.

Such an unreasonable request was naturally refused, and an enraged Hoki Mizuki severely injured the man.

The lawsuit was taken to the Japanese garrison headquarters. Hoki Mizuki was not only unpunished but was also established as a model for protecting one's property and daring to take action.

Precisely because of his outstanding performance, he became a squad leader in the garrison regiment within half a year of arriving here.

As his performance became increasingly ruthless, Hoki Mizuki's official position advanced further. Now, he was a company commander.

The current Company Commander Hoki Mizuki had already mastered the secret to promotion: be more ruthless to the locals. The more ruthless he was to them, the higher his official position would be.

Now, Hoki Mizuki was leading his entire company at the front, wanting to rush up and severely teach these Chinese soldiers a lesson.

In his eyes, these Chinese soldiers were wrong to block their path and deserved to be punished.

He wasn't the only one with this idea. The experience of Company Commander Kojo Taro was similar.

Company Commander Kojo Taro's family was considered middle-class, owning more than ten mu of land, which they cultivated and harvested themselves. Their lives were considered decent.

Unfortunately, his parents favored his younger brother, Saburo, which made Taro's position very awkward.

To avoid making things difficult for his parents and to avoid competing with Saburo for the family property, he voluntarily proposed to come with the reclamation group.

Before leaving, he even went to see the girl he liked, Noriko, hoping that she could come here with him.

This completely hopeless profession of love actually succeeded. Noriko's family believed that Taro could give up his family property for his younger brother, so he must be a kind person who would treat Noriko well.

He formed a family and came to the reclamation group's territory, where he was allocated more land. Initially, Kojo Taro diligently worked in the fields every day.

But when he saw the Japanese who had sailed across the ocean with him not working as diligently as he was, and forcing the locals whose land and houses had been seized to work for them, the Japanese called it neighborhood mutual assistance.

If the locals were unwilling to participate in neighborhood mutual assistance, the organized Japanese would immediately teach them a severe lesson.

Initially, Kojo Taro was unwilling to do such things, but not long after, the local family whose land he had taken actually took the initiative to come to his field to weed.

Startled, Kojo Taro asked and learned that the Japanese had already assigned the locals. Locals who had masters would only work for one Japanese family.

Locals without masters could be used by any Japanese. That was why this family had no choice but to come to his field to work.

This also opened a window for Kojo Taro. He joined the garrison regiment and became ruthless, surpassing the other Japanese.

For the Japanese headquarters, turning people into devils was precisely what they were best at and most pleased with.

The Japanese charge was exactly what Chang Junxia wanted. He liked to confront the Japanese head-on.

Seeing that the Japanese's full-scale charge had gained momentum, Company Commander Chang then ordered, "Mortars, hit the rear of the Japanese, don't let them run.

Infantry guns and bazookas, hit the middle of the Japanese formation, the rest of you continue to charge."

Company Commander Chang's orders were well-considered. Mortars could hit anywhere with their curved trajectory. The aim now was to strike the Japanese at the rear.

Blast the Japanese in the middle to weaken their ability to sustain combat. The Japanese charging in the front couldn't be completely wiped out immediately, or else what if they escaped?

The six heavy machine guns of the First Company swept while charging. The accuracy of such sweeping during an advance was naturally limited.

But there were many Japanese soldiers, and some lucky ones were bound to run into the line of fire.

Guo Juncai realized that besides being bold, this team's combat methods were entirely formulaic.

Company Commander Hoki Mizuki led his entire company at the front. The distance of a hundred meters was quickly covered as both sides charged, and they soon reached close range.

However, the team he encountered this time was different from the Chinese soldiers he had met in previous days. This was a cunning team.

Seeing that the Japanese were less than thirty meters away, the company commander of the First Company ordered the first squad to use hand grenades first.

After the first squad threw, the second squad threw, and after the second squad threw, the third squad threw. The soldiers who threw two hand grenades each immediately charged out and engaged in bayonet combat with the Japanese at the front.

The hand grenades were not thrown at the Japanese in the front ranks but at those slightly behind, disrupting their charging rhythm.

This time, too many Japanese had charged up, and the hand grenades didn't wipe them out completely.

Some Japanese had already charged up, and the leading troops were already engaged in bayonet combat with the Japanese. The soldiers of the First Company behind were still throwing hand grenades into the Japanese ranks.

Their hand grenades exploded among the Japanese behind, while they engaged in bayonet combat in front.

Company Commander Hoki Mizuki was no longer the fisherman who had cried over the deaths of his father and brother at sea. Now, he was just a beast that devoured people.

The First Company's machine gun sweeps had not hit him, and the First Company's hand grenade explosions had not caused any harm to Hoki Mizuki, who was charging at the front of the formation.

Now, he raised his command saber and slashed at a charging soldier.

Company Commander Hoki Mizuki's swordsmanship was only learned on the battlefield, and it was nothing more than ruthless.

In fact, the commanders in the entire Japanese 27th Division were all low-level individuals who rose through the ranks by being ruthless and shameless.

Their swordsmanship and tactics were very different from those of the Japanese commanders of other divisions. They only had ruthlessness and dared to fight.

However, this time, the entire Yamaguchi Masato Battalion encountered experts in dealing with reckless Japanese.

Liu Laopao had always been a regimental commander who dared to fight, and every member of his team was a daredevil.

Now, facing them were the daredevils of the First Company. Li Youde spotted the Japanese holding a command saber at a glance.

Japanese soldiers using command sabers during bayonet combat were all commanders.

Li Youde charged forward and shouted "Kill!" He thrust his bayonet out. The Japanese soldier also shouted and slashed his command saber down.

This Japanese soldier didn't parry. He wanted to trade his life for a life? Li Youde smiled coldly.

Company Commander Hoki Mizuki saw that the soldier about to die under his blade didn't change his move and even had a sneer on his face.

He felt that something was wrong but couldn't pinpoint what it was!

He was a little nervous, but his command saber had already been swung out with all his might, and now he couldn't pull it back to parry the gleaming bayonet that was already in front of him.

This combat method was wrong! According to the previous routines of bayonet fighting with the Chinese soldiers, shouldn't they be showing panic and then frantically stopping their stabbing attack to parry with their rifles?

Something was not right! The situation was indeed as Company Commander Hoki Mizuki had thought. It was really wrong.

Zhong Youcai's rifle was extended diagonally, just across the top of Li Youde's head. Company Commander Hoki Mizuki saw the rifle across the top of the person's head.

He spat out a mouthful of blood in anger. A rifle was stuck in his chest, and the bayonet had pierced through his back.

A look of pain, shock, and unwillingness appeared on his face. The hand holding the command saber no longer had any strength. He loosened his grip and frantically covered the wound on his chest.

Hoki Mizuki had seen this scene many times on the bodies of Chinese soldiers before. Now it was his turn.

The tip of the bayonet even gently rotated in Hoki Mizuki's body before disappearing with a whoosh.

Li Youde pulled the bayonet out of the body of the Japanese commander. He didn't even look at the command saber that had fallen to the ground and quickly stabbed again, accurately hitting the Japanese's throat. The crisp sound of bone breaking made Li Youde smile with satisfaction.

He kicked the staggering Japanese soldier who was unwilling to fall to the ground. Sergeant Minorin Yuto behind Hoki Mizuki certainly recognized his company commander.

He reached out to help in a panic, but what arrived with Hoki Mizuki's corpse was Zhong Youde's bayonet.

Sergeant Minorin Yuto looked at the rifle stuck in his chest with a horrified look. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a heartache and no longer cared about holding up Company Commander Hoki Mizuki.

He didn't even care about the rifle in his hand. He retracted his hands and tightly grabbed the rifle, as if not wanting it to leave him.

Zhong Youcai's technique was the same as Li Youde's. He didn't pull it out of the Japanese soldier's body all at once but first rotated it halfway.

The bayonet rotated halfway in the chest cavity, instantly breaking Minorin Yuto's heart. His hands lost all strength and hung down weakly.

After retracting the bayonet, Zhong Youcai made another lightning-fast stab, accurately piercing the Japanese soldier's throat.

This time, Sergeant Minorin Yuto was completely dead and would never have a chance to live.

During battles on the battlefield, accurately stabbing a Japanese soldier's throat with a bayonet required very high skill and accuracy.

Even famous sharpshooters couldn't guarantee they could do it. This was the result of Zhong Youcai, Li Youde, and the others' daily hard training.

The group of Japanese led by Hoki Mizuki, who were charging at the front, had just been killed when the Yatsumata Yusuke Company, which was following closely behind, had already entered the bayonet combat zone.

The soldiers of the First Company who had charged up had also all entered the battlefield and began to fight with the Japanese.

Guo Juncai also picked up a Type 38 rifle from the ground, fixed a bayonet, and prepared to charge up as well.

The six heavy machine guns finally stopped moving at this time. The soldiers of the First Company charged out from the gaps left by the heavy machine guns.

Both sides were now in close contact. They were fighting just a few meters in front of the heavy machine guns. In this situation, the heavy machine guns were really useless.

Guo Juncai then noticed that the soldiers of the First Company were all in groups of three, cooperating with each other to fight the Japanese.

He was carrying a rifle but didn't know who to team up with. At this time, the machine gunner beside him spoke, "Staff Officer Guo! You stay here and protect the machine guns!"

This soldier was clearly a machine gunner, but he was also holding a rifle. He was really prepared to fight the Japanese.

However, he didn't rush out but guarded the gap between the two heavy machine guns. Seeing that no Japanese could break through their front line for the time being.

The soldier put down his rifle, reached for a hand grenade, pulled the pin, and paused for about a second in his hand.

Guo Juncai watched in fear, afraid that the hand grenade would explode in his hand.

The soldier threw the hand grenade, which flew out about thirty meters and suddenly exploded in mid-air when it was only one or two meters above the heads of the Japanese.

Staff Officer Guo had been staring at the hand grenade. Seeing that it actually exploded above the heads of the Japanese, he couldn't help but shout, "Good!"

The damage caused to the Japanese by the hand grenade exploding in the air was many times greater than it exploding on the ground.

Guo Juncai saw with his own eyes that at least a dozen Japanese soldiers fell around where the hand grenade exploded.

Just as he was still marveling, the soldier on the other side had also thrown out a hand grenade in the same way, again exploding in mid-air.

Such performances rose and fell one after another. At this time, Guo Juncai realized that they had already used hand grenades to a supernatural level.

Guo Juncai felt that he couldn't keep up with his eyes. The hand grenades thrown out here were practically being used as artillery shells.

Piles and piles of Japanese soldiers were blown down, and the Japanese charging at the front were once again stopped by the soldiers.

Company Commander Chang had already charged to the front, leading the soldiers in bayonet combat.

The soldiers of the entire team acted as if they were unified. Every time they stabbed out, they would shout "Kill!"

The shouts of killing shook Mount Qilin, but the battle was not intense. It was completely one-sided.

Guo Juncai could see clearly that the Japanese opposite were retreating steadily, but their retreat routes were constantly blocked by artillery fire.

The distance in front of the heavy machine guns had widened, and the battlefield was about thirty meters away from the six heavy machine guns.

The soldiers who had just performed a hand grenade show did not continue to advance this time. They stopped and no longer threw hand grenades.

Instead, they continued to operate the heavy machine guns and began to fiercely sweep the rear ranks of the Japanese.

"This! You're not planning to let a single Japanese soldier go!" Guo Juncai was stunned.

He had never thought that this team's combat method was like this, not giving the Japanese any way out.

If the Japanese had no way out, wouldn't they have to fight desperately? Even a rabbit would bite when cornered. These Japanese, armed to the teeth, had no way to escape, wouldn't they have to fight even more desperately?

The soldier who had been pushing the cart all along clearly saw his thoughts. He held a rifle and fired at a distant Japanese soldier.

Only then did he say, "We don't care if the Japanese fight desperately or not. Anyway, we want their lives!"

The words spoken by this ordinary soldier were so domineering. This team, from top to bottom, was too confident.

Guo Juncai felt that being with this team, the views in his mind were always being refreshed.

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato was leading the battalion headquarters and acting with the Miyato Ibuki Company.

These Japanese soldiers were unlucky. They were bombarded by artillery shells that landed less than thirty meters after they had just charged out.

This immediately caused casualties to the Japanese soldiers of the Miyato Ibuki Company, but the team was already charging. A few casualties could not make Yamaguchi Masato change his mind.

Company Commander Miyato Ibuki was originally a desperado. He did not intend to stop charging. Their company was already the last team in the entire battalion.

The Japanese in front were all charging, and Yamaguchi Masato saw that the Kojo Taro Company charging even further ahead was also being bombarded.

He was a little anxious and loudly ordered, "Speed up the charge!"

In the past, his team had also been bombarded by artillery fire on the charging path, but this had not been able to become an obstacle to Yamaguchi Masato Battalion winning the battle.

"This time will not be any different!" Yamaguchi Masato drew his command saber and pointed it straight ahead.

His heroic image gave great encouragement to the entire battalion headquarters and the Japanese soldiers of the Miyato Ibuki Company.

These Japanese soldiers instantly felt that the artillery shells falling on their heads were not so terrible, and they charged forward through the not-so-dense artillery fire.

What was bombing Yamaguchi Masato's section of the line were only the six mortars of the First Company, and the artillery fire was not dense enough.

The Kojo Taro Company in front of them suffered even less bombing. The two Type 92 infantry guns of the First Company were bombing them.

Although they could cause some casualties to the Kojo Taro Company, they could not completely stop them from charging forward.

The Yatsumata Yusuke Company even further ahead was the same. They were withstanding the attacks of three bazooka operators. Although the power of the rockets was great.

But the Japanese soldiers of the Yatsumata Yusuke Company did not gather together to launch a charge, which only caused his company to suffer casualties of thirty to forty soldiers, which could not hurt its bones and muscles.

After the Japanese soldiers of the Hoki Mizuki Company were killed, the Japanese soldiers of the Yatsumata Yusuke Company, who were charging up next, took their place.

They were not bombarded by hand grenades. This time, there were more Japanese charging up than the previous batch.

The soldiers of the First Company did not feel that there was anything different. In the eyes of these soldiers, these Japanese soldiers were much worse than their comrades-in-arms' bayonet skills during morning exercises.

If there was anything that could be affirmed about these Japanese soldiers, it was only that they were not afraid of death.

These Japanese soldiers who charged up were indeed not afraid of death, and they all had the idea of fighting desperately.

After Company Commander Shi Junxia continuously killed three Japanese soldiers, he also felt this point and loudly reminded the soldiers, "This group of Japanese soldiers are desperadoes, they want to trade one life for another, the three-man combat teams must not be separated. Two men attack and one man defends!"

"Kill!" What responded to Company Commander Shi was a chorus of killing.

The soldiers had listened to the company commander's words. Two men stabbed the Japanese soldiers who charged up, and one man specialized in deflecting the Japanese soldiers' stabbing knives.

The battle was going very smoothly. The nearly one hundred Japanese soldiers who charged up quickly walked the road to the Yellow Springs under the urging of Company Commander Yatsumata Yusuke.

At this time, the Kojo Taro Company, which was following behind his company, suffered heavy casualties.

Company Commander Kojo Taro did not expect the Chinese soldiers opposite to be so unsportsmanlike. The two sides were clearly engaged in bayonet combat.

They were still sweeping with heavy machine guns in the distance. This was completely rogue behavior.

The previous artillery bombing had not hurt his company's bones and muscles. This time, the concentrated sweeping of six heavy machine guns caused the Japanese soldiers of the Kojo Taro Company to suffer heavy casualties.

Faced with such machine gun sweeps, the Japanese soldiers of the Kojo Taro Company had no way to retreat. They could only try to charge forward, hoping to charge closer and get tangled up with the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side, so that the other side would be afraid to shoot.

Company Commander Kojo Taro's idea was correct. When he led the entire company to break through the heavy machine gun blockade, there were less than fifty Japanese soldiers left in the entire company.

But they did get rid of the predicament of bullets constantly whistling past their ears. The Japanese soldiers of the entire Kojo Taro Company had not been able to catch their breath when the soldiers of the First Company had already charged up without giving them any chance to breathe.

In fact, it was not that the First Company was not sportsmanlike. It could only be blamed on the fact that the Japanese soldiers of the Yatsumata Yusuke Company were too easy to kill.

The soldiers who killed that company would certainly attack the Japanese soldiers who had just charged up. If they didn't kill them, were they going to keep them for the New Year?

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato was now somewhat regretting his recklessness. He had ordered the entire battalion to launch a banzai charge against the Chinese soldiers.

But the effect was not good. They were bombarded by not-so-violent artillery fire not far after they had just charged out of the position.

Now it seemed that those artillery bombardments were like traps, a trick to lure himself into strengthening his determination to charge.

Now that he was leading the team halfway, the artillery fire on the opposite side had not stopped but had become more violent. Even more deadly was that the other side actually had six heavy machine guns sweeping the entire Miyato Ibuki Company and the battalion headquarters.

According to Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato's plan, the first wave of charging Japanese soldiers would break through the position of these six heavy machine guns, and the battle would continue to advance towards the rear of the Chinese soldiers.

The reality was that the Chinese soldiers had been advancing towards his side, actually leaving a firing distance for the heavy machine guns, which made him very uncomfortable.

Originally, there were still two hundred or so Japanese soldiers around him, but at this time, the number of soldiers had been drastically reduced to only half of the Japanese soldiers.

These Japanese soldiers were still rapidly decreasing in number. The heavy machine guns in the distance were still constantly sweeping, and the whistling bullets hit the ground far and near.

The splashing dust always made Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato worry that these bullets would hit him in the next moment.

The sound of "whoosh whoosh whoosh" kept ringing in his ears. These were all bullets passing by his ears.

The Kojo Taro Company in front of them had already engaged in combat with the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side.

Yamaguchi Masato and the Japanese soldiers in Miyato Ibuki's battalion were not clear about how the Japanese soldiers in front of them died because they were in the process of charging.

They could clearly see how the Japanese soldiers in front of them fell.

At some point, the artillery shells that had been bombing them finally stopped.

Only the heavy machine guns in the distance were still tirelessly sweeping, and the less than one hundred Japanese soldiers around Yamaguchi Masato were watching the Kojo Taro Company being massacred by Chinese soldiers with bayonets twenty meters away.

Such bayonet combat was definitely not what the Japanese soldiers imagined. They had always believed that one Japanese soldier's bayonet could defeat three Chinese soldiers.

Today, the Japanese soldiers who charged up were three times the number of Chinese soldiers, and Yamaguchi Masato believed that he could easily annihilate the one hundred or so Chinese soldiers on the opposite side.

He did not expect that the Chinese soldiers would instead annihilate his three companies.

They were annihilating his fourth company. Yamaguchi Masato saw with his own eyes that the Japanese soldiers of the Kojo Taro Company had no power to fight back against the Chinese soldiers' bayonets.

It was as if they had charged to the front of these Chinese soldiers through the artillery fire just to be sent up to be cut.

This made him very angry. Yamaguchi Masato was already furious, even though he was more than twenty meters away from the Kojo Taro Company.

He still roared loudly, "Counterattack! Counterattack!" His tone was filled with anxiety.

The nearly one hundred Japanese soldiers around him certainly could hear the battalion commander's feelings of frustration.

They sped up their pace, and the last twenty meters could be sprinted up completely.

Company Commander Kojo Taro heard the battalion commander's anxious order in the fierce battle.

He also felt extremely powerless at the incompetence of his subordinates! What was wrong with these Japanese soldiers?

In the past, during bayonet combat with the Chinese soldiers, they could always kill the Chinese soldiers and make them retreat steadily, leaving the Chinese soldiers with no power to fight back.

Today, although the entire Kojo Company had fewer Japanese soldiers, it should not be like this. One by one, the Japanese soldiers would charge up, drop their weapons after being cut, and then fall to the ground after being cut again.

They were simply acting like they were cooperating with the Chinese soldiers in a play, and the Japanese soldiers of the entire Kojo Taro Company were acting with their lives.

The distance of twenty meters allowed the Miyato Ibuki Company, which was already charging, to charge up in three seconds.

Yamaguchi Masato was charging at the front. Without saying anything, he rushed up, even rushing in front of Company Commander Kojo Taro.

Yamaguchi Masato's command saber slashed down at Li Youde.

Company Commander Hoki Mizuki was someone Li Youde had taken the initiative to find.

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato had taken the initiative to find Li Youde. No matter who took the initiative. Their actions were exactly the same, a slash down from the head.

Li Youde did not show weakness either, and he thrust out his spear in front of his chest. This time, his attack was a little slower than the Japanese.

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato laughed as he looked at the fearless soldier in front of him. He would strike first. When his knife cut off the other's arm, his spear would only reach his chest.

This game! He would win steadily!

The expression on Li Youde's face was still the same calm. He seemed to see the snow-white command knife cutting towards his right shoulder.

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato was certain that his knife, with all its strength, would definitely be able to cut off this soldier's arm.

Li Youde was also certain that his spear would have a 100% chance of piercing a hole in the Japanese commander in front of him.

Just as Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato was sure that the soldier in front of him was dead, a spear that was tilted to the side was stabbed towards this soldier's head, quickly and urgently.

Coincidentally, this spear stopped at the arm position of this soldier, and then it was picked up.

The knife, which he had used with all his strength, was picked up by the spear that had come out halfway.

Then, he felt a heartache, a piercing pain that was transmitted.

His heart had indeed been pierced by a snow-white bayonet. Li Youde had not only stabbed the bayonet into Yamaguchi Masato's heart, but he had also skillfully stirred it.

In an instant, Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato's heart was broken, and the strength of his entire body disappeared without a trace.

The command knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he did not care about it. He only covered the wound that had been pulled out with a bayonet.

Blood gushed out of the bowl-sized wound like a spring, and even with both hands, he could not stop the flow of blood.

Then, he felt a coldness in his throat. This time, his blood flowed outwards, but his breath was blocked and he could no longer breathe.

Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato's hands frantically covered his throat, making a "ho ho" sound in his mouth, staggering a few steps, and suddenly fell to the ground, with no more struggle.

The death of Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato was clearly seen by the Japanese soldiers of the Miyato Ibuki Company who had just rushed up.

They saw the fist-sized wound on Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato's back, with blood gurgling.

The steps that were quickly charging had stopped.

Company Commander Kojo Taro had just been overtaken by the battalion commander. He hurried to catch up, but only had time to see Battalion Commander Yamaguchi Masato fall to the ground and die.

His eyes immediately turned red, and he carried the command knife in his hand and slashed it at Li Youde, who was rushing towards him.

The same routine, the same ending, Company Commander Miyato Ibuki saw clearly.

This time, he was frightened, making an incomprehensible sound in his mouth, not daring to continue rushing forward.

He actually turned around and ran away, Zhong Youcai only had time to joke at this time, "Old Li! What's going on today? All the Japanese commanders are using you to open their knives? And they all want to split your head open?"

Li Youde smiled triumphantly, "It's because I look spirited and put them down. These Japanese can't stand it.

This commander is actually scared? He's still running away!" Li Youde quickly chased after Company Commander Miyato Ibuki.

Li Youde's footsteps were fast. With a few big steps, he had reached behind Company Commander Miyato Ibuki, and the spear in his hand stabbed forward.

Company Commander Miyato Ibuki's chest suddenly revealed a section of bayonet blade. Company Commander Miyato Ibuki fell down, and the bayonet was pulled out of his body, followed by another stab, which pinned Company Commander Miyato Ibuki to the ground.

His hands tried hard to pull on the ground, and his feet kicked hard on the ground, trying to crawl forward to escape.

It's just that his body was pinned to the ground by the bayonet, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move half an inch.

Li Youde stepped on Miyato Ibuki's back, pulled out the bayonet, and stabbed it into the back of the Japanese soldier's neck, which stopped the struggling of the Japanese soldier who was still pulling on his hands.

"This Japanese soldier's life is really long!" Li Youde sighed.

Looking up and finding that Zhong Youcai had already rushed to the front, he quickly ran a few steps to catch up.

These Japanese soldiers were now in chaos, and they were running around in all directions, no longer gathering together.

The battle in front was still going on. At this time, the sound of artillery fire on Mount Qilin stopped, and there were no more organized Japanese soldiers gathered together on the entire Mount Qilin.

Whether it was mortars, infantry guns, or bazookas, they could not play a role at this time.

The Japanese soldiers were now running around on the top of the mountain individually, and the First Company, which had charged up, was chasing and killing the Japanese soldiers who were running around.

More than five hundred Japanese soldiers of the Yamaguchi Masato Battalion charged up, and were killed by the more than one hundred soldiers of the First Company, such a scene made Guo Juncai a little dazed.

The First Company had a total of more than two hundred soldiers, but this included the soldiers of mortars, infantry guns, heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and bazookas.

Only a little over one hundred soldiers actually rushed up to fight the Japanese with bayonets.

With a ratio of one to three, not only did they defeat the Japanese, but they were also chasing and killing the Japanese, not letting the Japanese run at all.

Usually, the Chinese soldiers would not chase the desperate enemies, fearing that the Japanese would jump over the wall and hurt people.

This team seemed to have captured the Japanese, and they did not mean to stop at all.

Guo Juncai knew this company. They had just come from afar last night and were parachuted into the De'an temporary airport.

They had traveled more than sixty miles of mountain roads overnight, and had only rested for half an hour in the middle and stopped for an hour before dawn.

Such a team marching overnight should have been a tired army, what kind of power was supporting them in battle?

The battle on Mount Qilin was only a local battle on this line of defense in the morning.

Just below Mount Qilin, in Baishui Street, when the Second Company Commander Xuan Yiren was commanding the team to launch an attack on the Japanese soldiers.

It was like poking a hornet's nest all of a sudden, and many Japanese soldiers extended their muzzles from all over the place and fired at the heavy machine guns that the Second Company was pushing in front.

This had just launched an attack and had been blocked by the Japanese soldiers from all directions, which made the Second Company Commander a little angry.

Liu Laopao was even more angry, and he ordered, "Han Fei! Bomb them for me!"

Han Fei was the company commander of the Twelfth Company of the Second Regiment. After receiving the order from the regimental commander, the rocket artillery company immediately adjusted the parameters and changed direction.

Originally, they had prepared artillery support for the First Company on Mount Qilin, but it was not used.

Instead, the Second Company, which was attacking on the flat ground, was blocked by the Japanese soldiers. The Second Company was facing the 123rd Regiment of the besieged Japanese 106th Division.

At this time, the team that was in charge of the attacking mission in Baishui Street was the Kamiki Yuuya Battalion.

The Japanese soldiers of this battalion were very clear that they would die if they did not fight desperately, and these Japanese soldiers were already making their last struggle.

Therefore, their resistance to the Second Company's attack was so fierce.

It was just that the Japanese soldiers of the Kamiki Yuuya Battalion did not expect the counterattack from the opposite side to be even more fierce.

An artillery shell fell into the middle of the Kamiki Yuuya Battalion and exploded, destroying a house, and several Japanese soldiers were buried inside.

Squad Leader Ajima, who had lost his mind, quickly ordered the Japanese soldiers to dig and rescue, but as soon as their rescue work had just begun, and the Japanese soldier who had been buried in the soil was about to be rescued, only his hands and feet were exposed.

The air suddenly became tense, and the sharp howling sound of "whoosh whoosh" was endless. Squad Leader Ajima, who had lost his mind, was watching a pile of black spots flying in the air.

He was so scared that he did not do anything, and just stared blankly at those black spots falling down.

The explosions, one after another, suddenly rang out in the east of Baishui Street, and a huge cloud of smoke rose into the sky.

Xuan Yiren received Liu Laopao's order, "Only one round! Charge immediately."

Artillery bombed and the infantry charged! The artillery bombed and the infantry charged. This time it was like this.

Liu Laopao was definitely not as reckless as he appeared to be. He was very clear that this time, the special brigade had come to fight in such a distant place, and the ammunition supply would be difficult.

Therefore, he did not prepare to use rockets to wash the ground on the east side of Baishui Street.

He only ordered the rocket artillery company to carry out a round of bombing, even if it was only this one round of bombing, it was enough for the Kamiki Yuuya Battalion to be able to withstand it.

Those Japanese soldiers who had been hiding in the houses to rest were crushed by the collapsed houses.

Those Japanese soldiers who had just been hiding in the houses, behind the courtyard walls, were all in trouble now.

Xuan Yiren was leading the Second Company, pushing the heavy machine guns into the smoky battlefield. The soldiers of the entire company jumped into those houses that had been bombed into ruins in squads.

Listening to the groans of the Japanese soldiers, they positioned themselves and rushed over to give them a knife, quietly entering, no shooting, just moving the bayonet and not moving the gun.

The Second Company's attack was swift. The heavy machine guns were pushed down the main street, and there were still remaining Japanese soldiers shooting and sniping along the way.

They were immediately attacked by heavy machine guns and rockets. The majority of the soldiers of the Second Company were advancing from the houses on both sides.

This made it impossible for the Japanese soldiers of the Kamiki Yuuya Battalion to defend against. Squad Leader Ajima, who had lost his mind, was watching that there were only a dozen or so Japanese soldiers left in his squad.

Just now, his squad had more than forty Japanese soldiers. More than ten were pressed down by the first artillery shell, and more than twenty Japanese soldiers were killed by the second round of bombing.

His entire squad was left with these dozen or so.

Listening to the sound of gunfire coming from outside, Squad Leader Ajima, who had lost his mind, could not slack off. He ordered, "Temporarily, do not care about those Japanese soldiers buried in the soil, first repel