Chapter 1 The Soldiers

Liu Laopao and the others at the front had already set up ladders against the city walls.

While cannon fire rained down from above, the soldiers below stood as still as mountains!

Gong Hongcai, the first squad leader of the second platoon, took the bamboo ladder in leaps and bounds, rapidly ascending.

On bamboo ladders to the left and right, many soldiers were also charging upwards.

To his left was Lei Kaile, and to his right was Liu Laopao.

These men were all in the vanguard.

The second platoon had ten siege ladders, allowing ten men to scale the city walls simultaneously.

In the Special Operations Company, the first squad of each platoon was composed of veteran soldiers.

The second squad, apart from ten veterans transferred to lead, was entirely made up of newly incorporated puppet troops.

These new recruits, who had joined the Special Operations Company less than seven days ago and received their rifles only three days ago, were astonished to see Liu Laopao, their highest-ranking officer, leading the charge.

They were even more shocked to see Liu Laopao among the first to ascend the bamboo ladders.

These new recruits of the second squad were completely stunned. Although they were accustomed to desertion, they understood the basic rules of the battlefield: those who charged ahead and survived deserved the greatest credit.

However, survival was difficult, so ordinary soldiers usually led the charge in order to gain merit for promotion! How could the highest-ranking officer present be leading the charge?

His performance was not even visible to someone of higher rank.

Amidst the whispers of these new recruits, the ten men at the front had already reached the middle of the bamboo ladders.

The Type 92 infantry guns providing suppressing fire had ceased firing.

These direct-fire guns could easily hit their own troops, so they had to stop.

The artillerymen, however, did not stop.

Instead, they pushed their cannons directly towards the city walls.

It was as if, in their eyes, the city had already been captured.

Or perhaps, they believed their forces were certain to capture the city.

Not far from the city walls, twenty mortars continued to bombard the defenses.

The puppet troops in Luo Liyan's squad had not yet reached the city walls when they saw the sky above ablaze with cannon fire.

Shells exploded incessantly on the city walls.

Occasionally, shells fell into the city.

Luo Liyan's squad was unlucky enough to be struck by one of these shells.

The advancing puppet troops were decimated in the middle, with many soldiers collapsing.

Out of a squad of just over fifty men, nearly twenty were killed or wounded.

Whether it was Shan Xuezhen and Ou Yixian at the front, or He Zudao at the rear, all the puppet troops wore expressions of sorrow, with unconcealable fear and a hint of glee in their eyes.

For these soldiers, long accustomed to using any means to avoid battle, this was an excellent and justifiable reason to avoid the city walls.

They all rushed towards the fallen puppet troops.

Competing with each other to rescue the wounded, they even supported the corpses, which were obviously lifeless.

These puppet troops even pretended to carry the bodies towards the city.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma was dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, an entire squad of puppet troops, fifty-some fighting men, had retreated from the city walls.

Each soldier supported a wounded comrade, and some even carried or embraced their wounded comrades, clearly indicating a shortage of medical personnel.

What about the city walls?

Although Squad Leader Kami Shoma did not yet know the situation on the walls, he could guess from the shells falling from above that the situation was not optimistic!

Thinking of this, he waved his pistol and shouted loudly at the puppet troops, "Put down the wounded and get to the city walls immediately!"

"But, sir! They…" He Zudao mustered his courage to say half a sentence.

He dared not continue, for he saw the look in Squad Leader Kami Shoma's eyes, a look full of indifference and ruthlessness.

He Zudao wisely put down the wounded soldier he was supporting, ignoring Wan Pengpai's pleas and entreaties. "Look at the Taijun! It's not that I don't want to save you, it's that I don't dare! It's up to your own fate!"

"Don't leave me here! Taijun! Save me!" Wan Pengpai's voice was still loud.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma: "Noisy!" The pistol in his hand fired.

Wan Pengpai, who had just been crying out, was dead.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma's shot reminded all the puppet troops of the consequences of disobedience.

The puppet troops quickly put down the wounded they were supporting and rushed towards the city walls.

One wounded soldier fell straight to the ground.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma, without a word, rushed forward and fired his pistol again.

"Bang!" This was the third time he had fired at these puppet troops.

This time, Squad Leader Kami Shoma did not shoot the puppet soldier in a fatal area.

He merely shot him in the abdomen.

Ji Jian, who had been shot, immediately groaned.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma sneered, "Feigning death! I'll let you truly die."

Those wounded soldiers lying on the ground and moaning softly then realized that Ji Jian was feigning death!

After Squad Leader Kami Shoma said this, two puppet troops immediately got up from the ground.

They grabbed their rifles and rushed towards the other puppet troops who had already reached the city walls.

It turned out that Ji Jian was not the only clever one; there were actually three who were feigning death!

In the end, only Ji Jian was unlucky!

He was caught by Squad Leader Kami Shoma: the first shot hit his abdomen, turning him into a truly wounded soldier, one who could not stand up and run away!

The second shot hit his chest. With these two shots, Ji Jian was clearly unlikely to survive.

However, the Japanese squad leader still did not intend to let him go.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma ignored Ji Jian's pleas.

He simply continued to torture this puppet soldier who was feigning death according to his own ideas.

When he finally pressed the muzzle of his gun against Ji Jian's forehead, Ji Jian no longer pleaded.

He simply kept groaning. At this time, all four of his limbs had been shot.

Ji Jian just wanted to die quickly.

The Taijun was truly too cruel!

After dealing with the puppet soldier who was feigning injury, Squad Leader Kami Shoma looked over all the puppet troop corpses on the ground again, just to be sure.

He really could not trust these cunning puppet troops.

When the wounded puppet soldiers looked at Squad Leader Kami Shoma, they now saw him as a demon. No matter how much their wounds hurt, they dared not groan now.

These puppet troops feared that this red-eyed Squad Leader Kami Shoma would shoot them as well.

After carefully checking all the living and dead puppet troops lying on the ground, Squad Leader Kami Shoma was finally relieved. What remained here were either corpses or truly wounded soldiers.

He ignored these people lying here and walked straight towards the battlefield ablaze with gunfire.

Only then did the wounded soldiers lying on the ground dare to groan a little louder.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma rushed to the top of the city walls just as the mortar bombardment stopped.

Even though the smoke was thick, Squad Leader Kami Shoma still saw the Japanese corpses lying scattered on the ground. Many puppet troops who had just rushed to the city walls had also fallen and lay on the ground.

These were all details, and none of them mattered!

What made Squad Leader Kami Shoma's eyes widen was that there were already National Revolutionary Army soldiers on the city walls.

These soldiers were like gods descending to earth.

They jumped in from outside the city walls, with bayonets gleaming on the fronts of their rifles.

These National Revolutionary Army soldiers who jumped in held their guns and thrust them directly at the empire's warriors.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma had a bad premonition as soon as he saw National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing up as soon as the shelling stopped.

Now that he saw these National Revolutionary Army soldiers so brave, his heart fell into an abyss.

A team that cooperated so well with the artillery and infantry must be a particularly strong fighting force.

This kind of infantry and artillery combined tactics was something that the empire's infantry had always wanted to achieve.

Unfortunately, even now, the empire's army had not yet reached this level of perfect cooperation.

There were not many soldiers rushing up now.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma thought, "There's still a chance!"

He ordered loudly, "Charge! Drive them down."

In fact, even without his orders, many Japanese soldiers and puppet troops had rushed towards the ten National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had just jumped in.

All the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops knew that only by killing the soldiers who had just jumped in, and then leaning out to knock over the siege ladders against the city walls, could they have a chance of survival.

Therefore, these ten National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had just come up became the target of everyone's attacks.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma saw that Yuxi Koban was leading a team of warriors rushing up.

Luo Liyan was also loudly ordering the puppet troops under his command to rush towards the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had jumped in.

Although Captain Luo was timid, he understood that either the attacking National Revolutionary Army soldiers died today, or he himself would die.

Therefore, these National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had jumped onto the city walls had to be driven out no matter what.

Yuxi Koban rushed up and shouted loudly.

The Type 38 rifle in his hand thrust towards Liu Laopao, who had just jumped up.

Yuxi Koban now closely examined this team.

They were wearing National Revolutionary Army uniforms, but the boots on their feet were Imperial standard leather shoes. Needless to say, they must have been taken from the feet of Imperial soldiers.

The belt of this National Revolutionary Army soldier was also an Imperial standard one, and he had a lieutenant officer's command sword hanging from his waist.

This immediately made Yuxi Koban's eyes red. It was hard to tell whether it was anger or envy.

After all, Squad Leader Kami Shoma was not even qualified to be equipped with such a lieutenant officer's sword.

This was a symbol of status and position, and this National Revolutionary Army soldier dared to wear it so openly.

This was the greatest insult to the Imperial royal family!

At the same time, this National Revolutionary Army soldier was using the same Type 38 rifle as himself.

They were using Imperial rifles and wearing Imperial leather shoes to attack a city occupied by the Empire.

In a flash, Yuxi Koban thought a lot.

Liu Laopao had already stabbed a puppet soldier to death when he jumped in from outside the city walls.

Just as the bayonet was about to be retracted, a Japanese soldier stabbed over from the side.

At this time, Liu Laopao had the thick city walls behind him and the Japanese soldier's bayonet in front of him.

His own bayonet was still retracting, so he abruptly stopped the retracting bayonet.

He hastily blocked to the side, blocking this treacherous stab from Yuxi Koban.

His left foot took a step forward, and he was already face to face with this Japanese soldier.

Both of their bayonets were on the outside, making it impossible to use them.

Liu Laopao held the butt of his rifle in his right hand and slammed it hard into the Japanese soldier's abdomen.

Yuxi Koban thought the same thing.

"Bang!" The two rifle butts collided heavily.

This time, the second round of fighting between the two was a draw.

Both sides took a step back, and Yuxi Koban quickly adjusted the rifle in his hand to the ready position.

He was ready!

Liu Laopao stepped forward again, his bayonet slightly raised, and stabbed at the Japanese soldier in front of him.

At this moment, Lei Kaile, who was following behind Liu Laopao, had already seen the platoon leader fighting a Japanese soldier with bayonets on the bamboo ladder.

Without saying a word, he held his rifle in his right hand, supported himself on the city wall with his left hand, and jumped hard on the bamboo ladder with both feet.

His whole body was in the same posture as Liu Laopao when he came up the city wall.

When he was in the air, he had already sent the gun forward with his right hand, and his left hand was in front, and his right hand was tightly holding the rifle behind.

The bayonet stabbed directly towards Yuxi Koban's chest.

Yuxi Koban, who was originally concentrating on fighting Liu Laopao, saw a flash of light rushing towards him out of the corner of his eye.

In a panic, he retreated backwards and hurriedly changed the position of the rifle in his hand to block this flying sword-like stab.

He was just an ordinary Japanese soldier after all and could not be in two places at once.

He blocked the flying sword and ignored the most dangerous stab in front.

Liu Laopao did not pretend that he should stab one-on-one.

Instead, he took the opportunity to step forward and stabbed his bayonet into Yuxi Koban's waist.

Yuxi Koban, who had just blocked the flying spear in mid-air, suddenly felt a pain in his waist.

The strength of his whole body seemed to have disappeared all at once, and he could no longer hold up Lei Kaile's rifle.

He was pushed down and fell on his back by Lei Kaile, whose feet had not yet landed.

Lei Kaile was also not polite. His left foot stepped on the Japanese soldier's chest, and his right foot stepped on the Japanese soldier's third leg.

The bayonet in his hand stabbed down again.

When Yuxi Koban fell down, the wound stabbed by Liu Laopao in his waist was pulled into a big hole.

After being stepped on so hard by Lei Kaile, the Japanese soldier's internal organs were squeezed out of the hole.

Yuxi Koban was already in so much pain that he had passed out. Then Lei Kaile's right foot fell and smashed his third leg.

This caused Yuxi Koban to come back to life in pain.

He screamed miserably, "Ah!"

He immediately stopped moving. The Japanese soldier did not respond when Lei Kaile's bayonet pierced his chest.

The scream that this Japanese soldier made before he died made Squad Leader Kami Shoma, who saw this scene in the distance, involuntarily clamp his legs together.

He shuddered for no reason!

The National Revolutionary Army attacking the city today was unusually fierce!

Of course, Liu Laopao was not the only soldier in the second platoon to rush to the city walls in the first batch.

Gong Hongcai, the first squad leader, was also among the first to rush up. The distance between his ladder and the platoon leader's was more than four meters.

When Gong Hongcai came up, the puppet soldier directly opposite him ran away.

His footsteps were as light as the wind, and his movements were as ghostly as shadows.

Gong Hongcai, who had just reached the city wall, had no way to make a start.

Fortunately, although the puppet troops ran away when they saw the National Revolutionary Army coming up, the Japanese soldiers rushed up when they saw the National Revolutionary Army.

Squad Leader Gong did not dare to leave the bamboo ladder behind him too far.

These first people to come up were to guard the ladder behind them.

They were to meet more comrades who were coming up behind them.

Xiang Yong Taro came up with the large group. He had just fired two shots at the outside of the city.

He was suppressed by the powerful firepower outside the city and could not continue shooting at all.

He had been conserving his strength, waiting for the moment to show his strength.

At the same time as the shelling on the city wall stopped, he also saw Gong Hongcai who had just jumped in.

He immediately thrust at Gong Hongru, who was less than two meters away.

The Type 38 rifle he was using, with the bayonet attached, was nearly one meter and seven centimeters long.

Xiang Yong Taro just took a step forward with his left foot, and his body and hands cooperated, and the bayonet mounted on the front of the rifle quickly stabbed at the National Revolutionary Army soldier who had jumped in with a handsome posture.

Squad Leader Gong was still in the bayonet fighting preparation position he had just taken when he came up. He held the rifle with both hands, and the tip of the rifle was as high as his throat.

His body was slightly sideways, so that he could reduce the frontal area as much as possible, so that the Japanese soldiers opposite him could not easily stab him.

At the same time, it was also so that when he blocked, he could perfectly avoid the Japanese soldier's bayonet with just a slight touch.

Squad Leader Gong was doing just that.

He saw the Japanese soldier's bayonet stabbing directly at his chest. His left hand held the front handguard of the rifle and pressed it down, sending it diagonally forward.

He had already intersected with the bayonet stabbed by the Japanese soldier, and then pushed it gently to the left, and the Japanese soldier's rifle had been guided to the empty space on the left.

At this time, Squad Leader Gong used his right and left hands together, and the bayonet quickly stabbed towards the Japanese soldier's chest.

Xiang Yong Taro, who had just stepped forward and reached the distance for stabbing, saw that his first shot was crooked.

He immediately took a step back, straightened the bayonet, and continued to stab the National Revolutionary Army soldier in front of him.

Gong Hongcai took advantage of the situation and took a step forward with his left foot: "Kill!"

The bayonet in his hand stabbed forward.

The stab was full of momentum, and Xiang Yong Taro felt that the National Revolutionary Army soldier opposite him was full of strength when he blocked it with the rifle in his hand.

He could not help but take another step back.

At this time, a cheer came from behind Gong Hongcai: "Squad leader is valiant!"

It was Pu Yada who came up behind him.

Squad Leader Gong no longer had any worries, and took a step forward with his right foot: "Kill!"

"Kill!" He took another step with his left foot.

His three consecutive steps, three shouts of kill, were all soul-reaping steps.

He broke through Xiang Yong Taro's defenses all at once.

Xiang Yong Taro's rifle in his hand had been busy blocking and could not fight back at all. "I'm done!"

Xiang Yong Taro knew clearly in his heart that if no one else intervened in this situation, he would be dead for sure.

He prayed that someone could help him so that he could take a breather.

When the bayonet stabbed into his chest, Xiang Yong Taro understood that no one could save him.

While pulling the bayonet out of the Japanese soldier's body, Gong Hongcai said with a smile, "This Japanese soldier is okay! He blocked three of my stabs."

Pu Yada flattered with a smile: "Who in our squad doesn't know Gong Three Stabs!

Each stab is more ruthless than the last, and the last stab must be fatal.

Squad leader! Do you have a fourth stab?"

Gong Hongcai blocked a stab from another Japanese soldier with one stab.

He said while saying, "He'll know when he comes to try it out during training."

Pu Yada muttered and said, "You're bullying people. You clearly know that I can't withstand the third stab."

"Then practice hard! Won't you understand when you're able to withstand the third stab?"

The Japanese soldier opposite Gong Hongcai began to take Gong Squad Leader's soul-reaping three stabs again.

Now he could move freely on the city wall, and Pu Yada guarded the bamboo ladder behind him.

More soldiers who had come up to the city wall not far away: Tan Feiyu, Mao Binhongru, Du Wenxuan and the others had all come up.

Although the National Revolutionary Army's forces on the city wall were still not as numerous as the Japanese and puppet troops.

However, the strength of the first platoon was still increasing, while the number of Japanese and puppet troops was decreasing all the time.

Kami Shoma personally saw that the warriors under his command could not even beat these National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had just come up on the city wall in bayonet fighting.

He did not know which one had the upper hand in his heart: fear or anger.

He shouted loudly, "Go! Go!"

He did not know who he was shouting at.

Captain Luo Liyan obediently held his rifle and rushed up.

In his opinion, the Taijun was giving him a direct order.

Luo Liyan took two steps towards the center of the battlefield, and then stabbed He Zudao with his bayonet: "Hurry up!"

He Zudao felt a sharp object stabbing him in the back.

He was startled, and when he heard the captain's voice, he originally thought he was dead.

He Zudao, who had given up struggling, then knew that the squad leader was asking them to go forward and die.

How was this possible!

He had clearly seen that the brave Taijun had died in the hands of the National Revolutionary Army soldiers one after another.

He Zudao just moved his body to the side to avoid the squad leader's bayonet.

He said in a low voice, "Captain Luo, I still have a bottle of good wine. I'll send it to you when I get back today."

Luo Liyan also said in a low voice, "Kid, it's over if you don't risk your life.

Look at the Taijun who have died almost completely, and Squad Leader Kami Shoma's eyes are red.

If we don't go up again, he will take it out on me.

Before I die, I will definitely not let you live."

Hearing that Captain Luo did not even accept the wine today.

He Zudao knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, so he could only force a smile and walk towards Liu Laopao with courage.

At this time, Captain Luo also drove all the other puppet troops to the front line with his bayonet.

Seeing this scene, Squad Leader Kami Shoma changed his opinion of this puppet troop captain a little bit again.

Before He Zudao approached Liu Laopao.

More National Revolutionary Army soldiers came up from outside the city.

After the soldiers of the second squad rushed up, they saw the situation clearly at a glance: their side had a huge advantage!

They were very good at fighting in a favorable situation, whether they were in the National Revolutionary Army or as puppet troops.

Now, under this kind of situation, it was time to show their true strength.

These new recruits who had just rushed to the city wall immediately crowded towards the few remaining Japanese and puppet troops.

Although the city wall was several meters wide, it would eventually come to an end.

He Zudao finally hesitated to the front of Liu Laopao.

There were no more Japanese soldiers blocking between the two of them. Liu Laopao, who had already killed smoothly, shouted loudly: "Kill!"

Both feet used force at the same time, leaping forward, and the rifle in his hand took advantage of this leap, and went forward smoothly.

He Zudao had never received such stabbing training head-on.

Seeing a bright blade of light stabbing towards him, he shouted "Mom!" in fright.

He dropped his rifle and wanted to run, but although he had run away many times.

However, his running movements were not as skilled as Liu Laopao's stabbing movements.

When Liu Laopao stabbed into He Zudao's chest, the rifle that He Zudao dropped had just fallen to the ground.

"I have a bottle of wine!" He Zudao said with difficulty to Liu Laopao in front of him.

He originally wanted to send the wine to the captain to avoid being sent to the front.

This matter had not been accomplished, and the wine was still there.

He was thinking about how to send the wine to the National Revolutionary Army brothers on the opposite side, so that they would let him go.

As a result, he was frightened by Liu Laopao's posture. He threw away his gun and ran away, and the wine was still not sent out.

He was not reconciled!

He just fell down unwillingly.

Luo Liyan stared blankly at the dozen or so subordinates he had just sent up, and in less than a minute, they all fell to the ground.

They could not die any more.

He finally could not bear it anymore, shouted meaninglessly, and turned around and ran away.

He finally completed what he said to He Zudao: "Before I die, I will not let you live."

All the people in the entire puppet troop squad were dead, leaving only him, the commander.

The only direction in which Luo Liyan could escape was the location of the stairs guarded by Squad Leader Kami Shoma.

Before he ran to Squad Leader Kami Shoma, he saw the command sword in Squad Leader Kami Shoma's hand.

Captain Luo Liyan quickly stopped, his eyes were tearful, and he pleaded with Squad Leader Kami Shoma: "Taijun! I have already let all my subordinates fight to the death.

Please, Taijun, let me go!"

Squad Leader Kami Shoma pointed the command in his hand to the second platoon soldiers who were rushing up: "Go up! Rush up quickly."

"Taijun! Please, let me go, let me go like a fart!" Luo Liyan knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, he kowtowed!

Liu Laopao saw this puppet soldier from a distance, and he was kowtowing to a Japanese soldier on the battlefield.

He immediately rushed towards this location.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma saw Liu Laopao rushing over from twenty meters away.

He also went to meet Liu Laopao.

When he passed Captain Luo Liyan, who was still knocking on the bricks, the command sword in his hand waved lightly.

Captain Luo Liyan, who was concentrating on kowtowing and did not know that the Taijun squad leader had walked to his side, suddenly stopped.

His head could no longer be lifted, and he buried it and fell to the ground.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma looked at the blood stains on the command sword, and wiped it back and forth on Luo Liyan's body with disgust several times.

Only then did he look serious and prepare to meet Liu Laopao.

Liu Laopao looked at the Japanese soldier with the command sword, and knew that he was the captain of all the Japanese soldiers here.

Liu Laopao, who had killed countless Japanese soldiers, knew that the Japanese soldiers who could have the command sword were all officers.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma's eyes were fixed on the National Revolutionary Army soldier who was rushing over.

Looking at his light steps, every step he took was as powerful as a tiger going down the mountain.

Liu Laopao was calculating the distance between himself and the Japanese soldier opposite him, and was constantly adjusting his pace. He wanted to ensure that when he rushed to the Japanese soldier, it would be the time when his strength had accumulated to the highest level, and that would be the time to strike with lightning.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma was also constantly adjusting his body. He could see that the person opposite him was an expert.

When the National Revolutionary Army soldier opposite him walked to his eyes, it was the time when he had adjusted to the best state.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma had to change his strategy: he began to rush towards Liu Laopao.

Because in Squad Leader Kami Shoma's heart, he had a feeling that if he allowed the National Revolutionary Army soldier opposite him to rush over like this, he would not be able to take even one knife and would definitely die.

So Squad Leader Kami Shoma's steps were short, and his already short body became even shorter.

Liu Laopao laughed loudly when he saw that the Japanese soldier opposite him was forced to take the initiative to charge by him. When he saw that the Japanese soldier was less than two meters away from him.

He shouted loudly: "Kill!"

He used the front stab that he had practiced tens of thousands of times, and stabbed the bayonet directly at the rushing Japanese soldier.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma squinted his eyes slightly. On the road to the charge.

He thought of no less than ten ways to start, but the other party only used the simplest move to stab over.

"So it turns out that this is just a veteran who has fought on the battlefield many times! His aura and his eyes just now were all obtained from the battlefield." Squad Leader Kami Shoma was relieved.

As long as he was not an expert, he would not be afraid.

He casually stabbed a knife, and smashed it hard on the bayonet of the stabbed gun, causing it to deviate from the target diagonally.

Liu Laopao saw that this knife that he stabbed with force was actually smashed off by the Japanese officer in front of him with one blow.

The left and right hands pulled back and sent forward at the same time, between the lightning and flint.

The bayonet in his hand returned to the right path again, and stabbed towards Squad Leader Kami Shoma's chest.

Kami Shoma, who had just completed a blocking move, blocked it again with force.

At the same time, he held back the command knife in his hand and tried to slash at the National Revolutionary Army veteran opposite him.

But he did not expect that the soldier on the opposite side actually used the Type 38 rifle as if it were a spear.

His right hand pulled back and sent forward, and the tip of the bayonet, which had just deviated from the target, stabbed towards his chest again.

The Type 38 rifle was about 1.7 meters, and the command knife in Kami Shoma's hand was only a fraction of the gun.

Less than 0.7 meters, before the command knife in his hand had reached the opposite side, the tip of the bayonet had already reached his chest, and he had to block it again.

Now Squad Leader Kami Shoma was beginning to regret: he should have used a rifle just now.

The length of the command knife had become his greatest weakness.

Liu Laopao only had that one move, stab!

One shot after another, he only stared at the Japanese soldier's chest and stabbed over.

When Squad Leader Kami Shoma blocked for the fifth time, his hands were already a little weak.

In order to save his life, he had to take a step back so that he could distance himself from the other party.

Originally, Kami Shoma thought that taking a step back would allow the bayonet on the opposite side to fall into the air, and then he could come back with a fatal blow.

What disappointed him was that Liu Laopao on the opposite side took a step forward like a shadow, and the situation between the two sides did not change at all.

It made no difference whether Squad Leader Kami Shoma took a step back or ten thousand steps back.

So he continued to take steps back, and Liu Laopao pressed closer step by step.

Step after step, after all, the speed of retreating was not as fast as the speed of advancing.

When Kami Shoma's retreating left foot tripped over a corpse that was still kneeling on the ground.

His body balance was finally broken, and at the same time, the bayonet in front of him was still stabbing over without any change.

Kami Shoma could not help but take a look out of the corner of his eye: it was Captain Luo Liyan who had blocked his retreat, who had blocked his retreat just now.

The current Captain Luo Liyan was still frozen on the ground in a kneeling posture.

When Kami Shoma's left foot touched it, he fell down obliquely.

Luo Liyan's face showed a strange expression, like ridicule and regret.

Squad Leader Kami Shoma was unable to analyze what kind of expression it was.

There was only a painful expression on his own face, because after blocking for such a long distance, his chest was finally stabbed.

This was just the beginning, and the strength and spirit of Squad Leader Kami Shoma, who had been stabbed, were all lost along with the withdrawal of the bayonet.

Immediately after that, the bayonet was stabbed in again, but the strength and spirit did not come back.

On the contrary, the loss was faster, and Squad Leader Kami Shoma finally could not hold the command knife in his hand.

His hand loosened, the command knife fell to the ground, and at the same time, his feet softened, and like Captain Luo Liyan, his knees knelt heavily on the ground.

The old cannon's third stab was also in place. This knife stabilized the Japanese soldier's upper body that was leaning forward.

After Liu Laopao's bayonet was pulled out, Kami Shoma slowly fell down.

It was the same posture as when Luo Liyan kowtowed to him just now.

There was no meaning in Liu Laopao's eyes to stab the Japanese officer to death.

He did not stop and continued to look for the Japanese soldiers who were still resisting.

It was just that the time he spent fighting with Squad Leader Kami Shoma just now was a little too long.

There were enough Japanese soldiers on this side for the entire second platoon to share.

The battle on the city wall had ended.

The orders issued by Liu Laopao were no different from those of Chen Sichuan and Xiao Dongbei.

They all asked the second squad to stay and clean up the battlefield, establish defenses, and let the artillerymen outside the city in.

In fact, just after the artillerymen stopped shelling, the artillerymen had already rushed up the bamboo ladders carrying mortars.

Only the Type 92 infantry guns were pushed to the foot of the city wall, waiting to open the gate and enter the city.

The west side of Langxi City was captured by the second platoon.

Attacking the south of the city was the Special Operations Company's third platoon.

Their speed was no slower than the other three platoons.

When Lin Fan walked to the middle of Langxi City with the artillerymen, the four platoon leaders had all strolled around the Japanese command headquarters.

Then, they patrolled along the streets in the city again. They wanted to find out if there were any fish that had escaped the net.

From the moment he entered the city, Lin Fan noticed that this small city was a little different.

Although there were many ruins on both sides of the street, there were also houses that had obviously been repaired.

He also saw people observing his team through the cracks in the doors of these houses.

When he walked into the Japanese headquarters, Lin Fan immediately ordered: "Chen Sichuan, you send people to the entrance of the city on the east side.

Write down the three main rules and eight points of attention.

Publicize it to the 83rd Army and the 66th Army who entered the city.

Be sure to let them abide by our rules.

The people here are our parents, and we cannot let them come and harm them and then leave.

At the same time, let our own team abide by it well.

Also, send people to post a notice to reassure the people throughout the city.

Then let the soldiers publicize our three main rules and eight points of attention in the city.

At the same time, it is also announced that the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops have been completely wiped out, and Langxi has been recovered by us.

The folks can come out and move freely."

"Yes!" Chen Sichuan immediately took the team to arrange it.

"Feng Junya!"

"Here!"

"You immediately organize ten teams of military police, two people in each team, and patrol in the city.

Specially investigate the behavior of the soldiers.

No matter who it is, if you dare to violate it, bring it to me."

"Liu Laopao, Jia Shusheng, and Xiao Dongbei, you must emphasize again to the soldiers in your respective teams.

Don't embarrass your team when the time comes."

"Yes!"

"Ji Wudi! The same is true for your platoon. You must not let the people under your command violate the regulations.

You also cannot let the people in Langxi County hurt the doctors and nurses in your platoon."

"Yes!" Ji Wudi agreed.

Now her hostility towards those Japanese doctors and nurses was not as great as it was at the beginning.

Ji Wudi saw that the wounded were recovering quickly under the careful care of these doctors and nurses.

Yesterday afternoon, she had already seen the soldier whose intestines had flowed out, and he could already get out of bed and walk with the support of the nurse.

This soldier always liked to have these young female nurses support him while he walked around the yard.

Ji Wudi could not help but laugh when she saw the enjoyable and painful expression on his face.

Lin Fan considered a little more. Those ordinary people were very afraid when they saw the Japanese soldiers.

Now that the Japanese soldiers had been driven away, they would be even more daring when they saw the doctors and nurses under his command.

Lin Fan did not want the doctors and nurses under his command to die here.

Wang Jiuzhi was the boss of Wang Yisheng Oil Mill.