Chapter 1 1938年三月

March 3rd, 1938, 11:00 PM.

The soldiers of the Fifth Company, Seventh Regiment of the Special Forces Brigade, were fully equipped and ready to go in the tunnels.

Xu Jingming, the Fifth Company Commander, spoke loudly in the flickering torchlight:

"Comrades! This morning, we voluntarily withdrew from the surface positions of Lion Mountain and lurked in these tunnels.

This isn't because we are afraid of facing the Japanese devils in battle.

It's just that the Japanese devils sent too few men, not worth our grand mobilization.

Through our active concealment, there is now a battalion of Japanese devils on the main position of Lion Mountain.

This is many times more than the dozens of Japanese devils who came to deliver their heads this morning.

Now we are going to go out and annihilate these Japanese devils, comrades!

Are you confident?"

"Yes!"

"Through our reconnaissance, we have discovered that most of the Japanese devils have entered the positions we arranged.

Now, let's assign tasks: the First Platoon is responsible for attacking Tunnel No. 1 and the surrounding trenches,

the Second Platoon attacks Tunnel No. 2 and the trenches, and the Third Platoon attacks Tunnel No. 3 and the nearby trenches.

When attacking, don't forget our new weapons."

While speaking, Xu Jingming shook a glass bottle in his hand.

The mouth of the glass bottle was plugged with a bunch of messy cloth, and there was yellow liquid shaking inside the bottle.

Xiao Yeran, the First Platoon Leader, shouted loudly: "Don't worry, Company Commander! We will cremate all the Japanese devils in the air-raid shelters."

Xu Jingming said with a smile: "That's right! We want to annihilate the Japanese devils, but we have to use our brains.

Try to achieve the greatest victory with the least casualties.

But we must also be prepared to dare to sacrifice and dare to fight."

"Yes!"

"Now, synchronize watches! Launch the attack on time at 11:23!

Move out!" Xu Jingming gave the order.

The soldiers of the Fifth Company quietly crawled out of the tunnels where they had been hiding for a day.

Their current location is in Lion Mountain. This tunnel is the carefully designed second line of defense for Lion Mountain by Regiment Commander Yang these past few months.

In the tunnels of Jing Mountain, Chang Yixian, the Sixth Company Commander, was also giving the same pre-war mobilization speech as Xu Jingming.

In the morning, the Japanese devils who came to attack were too few, so Regiment Commander Yang decided to lure the enemy in deep.

He ordered the Fourth Company to put up a token resistance in Yae Mountain to avoid arousing the Japanese devils' suspicion.

What Regiment Commander Yang didn't expect was that the Japanese devils couldn't put any pressure on the Fourth Company.

And after three consecutive failed attacks, the Japanese devils actually gave up attacking.

This meant that the Seventh Regiment's plan to lure the enemy in deep was only half executed.

By the evening, now that the Japanese devils had stationed two battalions on Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain.

Regiment Commander Yang didn't mind that there weren't enough Japanese devils.

He decided to accept this small gift, and ordered the Fifth and Sixth Companies, which were lurking in the tunnels, to eliminate the Japanese devils on the surface positions.

Any commander who occupied the Lion Mountain position would not abandon the several air-raid shelters on the mountain.

These dry, solid, and strong air-raid shelters were the best accommodation for infantry.

Jiang Wuwu Ci Lang, the battalion commander of the Ninth Regiment of the Nineteenth Brigade, had the same idea as Regiment Commander Yang.

He set up his command post in Air-Raid Shelter No. 1.

All the Japanese devils of the entire Jiang Wuwu Ci Lang Battalion, except for those who needed to be on sentry duty, were all resting in the three air-raid shelters.

Sergeant Yamada Ryota was on sentry duty. He had been in this position for a long time.

It was not a good thing to squat in the darkness in this wilderness, looking at the dark sky and the dark hillside outside.

Of course, Sergeant Yamada Ryota was not afraid, he was just a little sleepy.

In such a dark environment, it was really not easy to stay awake all the time.

The situation in front, back, left, and right had not changed since he took over the sentry duty.

After his eyes got used to the darkness, the distance he could see would not exceed twenty meters.

Within this twenty-meter distance, everything had not changed, as if it had always been like this since ancient times.

Yamada Ryota stood up bored and walked to another position of the fortifications.

He just wanted to take a leak here. At the same time, walking around like this could also make the drowsiness that had already come over him run away.

Sergeant Yamada Ryota was really a responsible soldier.

On the entire Lion Mountain position, there were more than a dozen Japanese devils like him hiding in the crisscrossing trenches.

When he walked from one piece of darkness to another.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind him in the darkness and suddenly covered his mouth.

A dagger as dark as the night without light pierced his chest.

The hand covering his mouth waited for a while.

When it completely felt that the Japanese devil was not struggling, it gently released it.

It gently put him on the ground without disturbing a speck of dust.

Even the wind in the dark night was not startled. It was still floating in the mountains and forests in the middle of the night, as if it were there or not.

Sergeant Yamada Ryota was not alone. There were already no less than ten Japanese devils who had returned to the embrace of the Goddess of the Sun as silently as he did.

The soldiers of the Fifth Company knew every blade of grass, every tree, every mountain, and every rock on the entire Lion Mountain like the back of their hands.

The Fifth Company had been stationed here for more than two months.

The soldiers had long been required to train on this mountain in the dark night.

As the natives of this mountain, they knew very well: which positions should be used when on duty.

Only then could they best control the overall situation.

As long as the commanders were in combat, they would have the same choices for these obvious strategic points.

In this regard, Company Commander Xu Jingming felt that he had thought of the same thing as the Japanese devil commander.

First Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren had already led the team and was waiting outside Air-Raid Shelter No. 1.

A squad of soldiers above the entrance of the cave was ready.

Outside the entrance of the cave, less than twenty meters away, a heavy machine gun had been installed.

This was a heavy machine gun with a shield, which could defend against rifle and machine gun bullets fired from inside the air-raid shelter.

The Second and Third Platoons were also ready at this time.

They were now waiting for the arrival of 11:23.

Time's up!

Those soldiers who had squatted on the air-raid shelter lit the new weapons that Company Commander Xu Jingming had specifically reminded them to bring.

Suddenly, there were stars of light in the dark night sky.

Then these points of light drew an arc in the air and were thrown into the air-raid shelter all at once.

Company Commander Xu Jingming, who was hiding behind the heavy machine gun twenty meters outside the air-raid shelter, clearly saw:

After those twinkling sparks fell into the air-raid shelter.

They immediately erupted into obvious balls of fire.

The inside of the entire air-raid shelter was as bright as day.

The Japanese devils also piled sandbags at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, and a machine gun was also set up on them.

These Japanese devils still had a very strong sense of protection.

If the Fifth Company launched a strong attack, it would really be hard to say who would win.

Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu was guarding the machine gun at the entrance of Air-Raid Shelter No. 1.

The night was already deep.

He was also starting to doze off.

When he was sleeping soundly.

He heard the sound of something breaking, and then felt that the somewhat cold night

suddenly warmed up.

Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu still remembered that this was a battlefield. He quickly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of light, and the fiery red light illuminated the entire air-raid shelter.

He didn't feel warm, but now he only felt a chill in his heart.

Before Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu could make any new moves, another Molotov cocktail was thrown in.

It shattered beside him, and the splashed gasoline warmed his whole body.

Then Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu turned into a torch.

He didn't rush out of the air-raid shelter, but rushed into the cave.

In the quiet air-raid shelter, the Japanese devils who were sleeping soundly.

Many of them were awakened by the crisp sound of the Molotov cocktail breaking.

Then they were awakened by the strong light and the raging fire, as well as the screams of the Japanese devil who was struggling in the fire.

All the Japanese devils in the entire air-raid shelter woke up.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro watched a human-shaped torch rush towards the depths of the air-raid shelter.

From the changed howl of this Japanese devil, he could still vaguely hear that this was Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro did not hesitate and ordered loudly: "Fire! Shoot him to death!"

The Japanese devils under him had not yet reacted.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro had to do it himself.

He took out his pistol and sent all five bullets in the magazine to Kumegawa Yu, which freed him from his suffering.

The air in the air-raid shelter was filled with the smell of barbecue.

It also made the originally somewhat cold air-raid shelter warm up all of a sudden.

The Japanese devils who were originally guarding the entrance of the cave were shot to death one after another by the Japanese devils who had reacted.

Those Japanese devils turned into torches one by one, and there was no possibility of saving them.

It was really good for them to send them a few shots and let them get rid of their suffering sooner.

Of course, if those Japanese devils didn't die all the time, their howls would really hit morale too hard.

It's just that at this time, Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro looked at the fire at the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

He also didn't know: what was the use of morale to these Japanese devils who were sealed in the cave?

Fujiyama Toshihiko's battalion was stationed in the distance behind Lion Mountain.

When he received a report: several piles of big fires suddenly appeared on Lion Mountain.

Not only did three piles of big fires appear on Lion Mountain, but big fires also appeared on Jing Mountain.

What happened over there?

Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko really wanted to know.

He could only send out two squads to run towards the two mountains respectively.

Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren heard several gunshots coming from inside the air-raid shelter.

Then there was no more sound.

How many Japanese devils were there in the air-raid shelter?

Why didn't they make any noise?

Those soldiers above the air-raid shelter had already come down.

They walked to the left and right sides of the air-raid shelter, at a distance of a dozen meters, and threw Molotov cocktails into the air-raid shelter one by one.

The entrance of the cave was too hot, and they couldn't get any closer.

Even so, the Molotov cocktails thrown from this position could already go deep into the bottom of the air-raid shelter.

Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren heard gunshots ringing again from inside the air-raid shelter.

This time, it wasn't just a few gunshots like before.

From the gunshots, he could hear the sounds of machine guns and rifles, all firing.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro had just sent away the Japanese devils guarding the entrance of the cave.

The Molotov cocktails thrown in from the entrance of the cave had already begun to go deep.

This made him very uncomfortable.

Not only was he uncomfortable in his heart, but he was also very uncomfortable physically!

Just now, when Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu rushed into the depths of the air-raid shelter.

Hundreds of Japanese devils in the entire cave were squeezing into the cave.

They were afraid of being burned by the flames on Master Sergeant Kumegawa Yu.

But this air-raid shelter was still at the bottom. Hundreds of Japanese devils were squeezing backward.

They couldn't wait to squeeze into the walls of the air-raid shelter.

Or squeeze them into photos and hang them up.

Just now, when they squeezed in like this, they were still wary of the hierarchy.

At least a small space was left for Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro.

When the fire outside became more and more intense, and the Japanese devils on the outermost side were in pain from being roasted by the fire.

They couldn't care about anything anymore and squeezed inward with all their might.

They just wanted to be farther and farther away from those flames.

At this time, the order was a little chaotic.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards immediately stood up.

They surrounded Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro, with their guns pointing outward.

They shouted loudly at the crowded Japanese devils: "Presumptuous! Get out! Get out!"

The scorching heat of the fire still overwhelmed the reverence for Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro.

Anyway, the ones facing these guards were the Japanese devils in the inner layer.

The Japanese devils on the outer layer would not be discovered.

The Japanese devil who was sweating profusely from being roasted and whose clothes had turned焦 and smelled糊味的.

squeezed even harder.

Just at this time, the Molotov cocktail thrown in from the entrance of the cave suddenly went deeper.

It fell directly at the feet of the Japanese devils on the outermost layer.

Some were even above their heads.

The clothes of these Japanese devils were already prepared to catch fire.

Now that there was a little temptation, they immediately burst into flames.

The raging fire burned among these hundreds of Japanese devils in an instant.

In an instant, there were more than a dozen Japanese devils on fire in the air-raid shelter.

Some of these Japanese devils on fire couldn't stand the pain of the fire.

They had to endure the pain and pulled the grenade in their hands.

Some Japanese devils on fire pounced on the Japanese devils who were not yet on fire beside them.

They shouted loudly: "Save me! Save me! I don't want to die!

I don't want to die!"

These Japanese devils who had been compressed at the bottom of the air-raid shelter were all in chaos.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro felt the desperate emotions of these Japanese devils.

He calmly ordered: "Fire! Kill them!"

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards fired immediately.

Now it was either you die or I die!

If these Japanese devils who were squeezed together didn't die,

the fire would definitely spread to them, the Japanese devils hiding in the innermost part.

There were not a few Japanese devils who realized this.

They began to struggle desperately and suddenly pushed the Japanese devils on the outer layer out.

Then they stabbed these Japanese devils to death with bayonets and threw them into the flames.

Otherwise, the fire would burn in pile after pile.

Those Japanese devils who had not been able to squeeze to the innermost part had the same high fire in their hearts as the fire outside their bodies.

They were not civilians without weapons, nor were they the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had been captured in Nanjing City.

These Japanese devils were all elite who dared to fight.

They fearlessly fired at the Japanese devils in the cave in the scorching heat of the fire.

The gunshots were fierce, and the scene was tragic!

Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren heard the gunshots from inside the air-raid shelter becoming more and more intense.

However, this intense gunfire did not last long, no more than five minutes at most, and then stopped.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro did not survive this infighting.

He overestimated the obedience of the Japanese devils under him and underestimated the fighting power and vitality of these Japanese devils.

Those Japanese devils who were burned by the fire were able to resist even when their whole bodies were on fire.

They actually pounced on Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards after despair.

These Japanese devils actually wanted to pull these Japanese devils who had just stopped them from squeezing to a deeper position with them.

In their opinion: as long as they had been able to squeeze deeper just now.

They could have avoided the pain of being burned by the fire now.

Now they vented all their resentment on the Japanese devils who were still squeezing at the bottom of the air-raid shelter.

Those Japanese devils who had not been set on fire were also facing the strafing of Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards.

They were afraid that the world would not be in chaos and took advantage of the chaos to fire at Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards.

In the eyes of these Japanese devils, only by eliminating all of Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro's guards.

If they replaced these Japanese devils, they would become the last batch of Japanese devils to laugh.

Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro was not made of iron. He was also shot in this infighting of the Japanese devils.

Battalion Commander Konoe, who fell in a pool of blood, looked at the entire air-raid shelter and saw that there was not a single standing Japanese devil.

He struggled to sit up.

Just at this time, he suddenly felt dizzy, dizzy.

He didn't know if it was because he was bleeding too much or because there was less and less oxygen in the air.

Fifth Company Commander ordered: "Stop throwing Molotov cocktails into the air-raid shelter!

The Japanese devils inside can no longer survive."

Although many soldiers didn't know why, they all stopped.

Xu Jingming ordered: "Set up directional mines in front of the position to prevent the Japanese devils from taking the opportunity to sneak attack!"

At this time, the battle of the Sixth Company in Jing Mountain was also similar.

This kind of thing of closing the door and beating the dog had been rehearsed many times.

For these company commanders and soldiers, it was completely the same as usual training.

Even the difficulty was lower than usual training.

At least when the Molotov cocktails were just thrown down, the Japanese devils didn't organize manpower to rush out.

This was the only chance for those Japanese devils who were blocked in the air-raid shelter.

In order to cut off their chance of survival, each platoon had set up a heavy machine gun outside the air-raid shelter.

It was to block the Japanese devils who wanted to rush out.

Although these heavy machine guns had not fired until the end.

But it did not affect the thoroughness of the advance deployment.

Late at night, Captain Uehara Eiji accepted Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko's order to go and investigate what had happened on Lion Mountain.

Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko had a premonition in his heart: "In the middle of the night, three piles of big fires suddenly appeared on Lion Mountain.

This is definitely not a good thing."

Therefore, he specifically told the two squads he sent out: "If you find anything wrong, retreat immediately!"

Captain Uehara Eiji kept Battalion Commander Fujiyama's instructions in mind.

He carefully approached Lion Mountain. When he was at the foot of the mountain.

He carefully listened to the situation on the hillside.

When his squad came to the foot of Lion Mountain, they could see that the three piles of fire were much smaller.

They were not as bright as they looked from a distance.

The only thing that the Japanese devils of the entire Uehara Eiji squad could hear under the mountain was the sound of the breeze gently sweeping through the treetops.

At this time, there was no sound of insects or birds.

After listening for a long time, Captain Uehara Eiji could already hear his own heartbeat.

Staying at the foot of the mountain like this would not be able to find out any useful information.

If they wanted information, they still had to go up the mountain.

The Japanese devils of the entire Uehara Eiji squad climbed up Lion Mountain more carefully.

Wang Chongwen quietly stayed in a mountain col. He had accepted Company Commander Xu Jingming's order to set up directional mines at the foot of the mountain.

The location for setting up the bombs had been planned long ago.

Although it was at night, he was still able to accurately place these directional mines one by one.

The soldiers of the Fifth Company were familiar with the situation of the entire Lion Mountain.

They were able to climb up the mountain from those positions and set up traps in those places most easily to get results.

They had been tested many times through countless combat exercises by the entire company's soldiers.

Just now, he and three comrades had set up directional mines and were waiting in place.

These four people needed to stay here until dawn.

He felt the signal rope on his middle finger move. This was to remind him: there was a situation!

Wang Chongwen also heard rustling sounds not far away.

Although he didn't know how many Japanese devils were coming, he could still hear the footsteps.

There would not be fewer than ten Japanese devils.

Wang Chongwen tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see farther in this dark night.

However, all these efforts were in vain.

In such a night, even if his eyes got used to the darkness, he could only vaguely see about twenty meters away.

The rustling sound of those insects eating leaves was getting closer and closer.

Wang Chongwen could already vaguely see a team of Japanese devils bending over and groping towards the hillside.

Although the night was still very dark, Wang Chongwen's spirit had been highly concentrated.

He didn't expect that he would really be able to wait for the Japanese devils to come tonight.

He patiently calculated: ten, twenty, thirty.

…

Seeing that the Japanese devil in front was about to walk out of the range of the directional mine he had set up.

Wang Chongwen gently pulled two cables.

At this time, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the fuse burning.

Count five numbers lightly! Wang Chongwen said to himself in his heart.

"Boom! Boom!" Two explosions.

It rang on the hillside in front of him.

Just as the explosions rang: "Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots.

Two flares rose into the air.

Illuminating this area brightly.

Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren looked at the bodies of the Japanese devils at the bottom of the hillside and laughed happily:

"This is mine, don't you guys rob it!"

The position that Captain Uehara Eiji and the others touched up was the area responsible for defense by a platoon.

Platoon Leader Xiao Yeren was telling the people from the other two platoons not to come over. He ordered:

"The whole platoon has it, go down and clean up the battlefield!"

Wang Chongwen quietly stretched out his gun from his hiding position and aimed at a Japanese devil who was still standing blankly in the explosion area.

This Japanese devil was either injured by the explosion or stunned by the explosion.

He just stood there blankly and didn't move.

Such a fixed target, less than thirty meters away, Wang Chongwen was 100% sure.

"Bang!" Captain Uehara Eiji, who was still holding on with his last breath, could no longer hold on.

He fell unwillingly on the hillside.

Captain Uehara Eiji was very unwilling in his heart: he had already been careful and careful.

How did he get exposed?

And shouldn't this be the defense position of Battalion Commander Konoe Yatsujiro?

When did it return to the Special Forces Brigade?

With countless questions, Captain Uehara Eiji died unwillingly.

Two hollow eyes were wide open, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close them.

He died with his eyes open!

The Uehara Eiji squad, which was sent to investigate the situation on Lion Mountain, was completely wiped out!

None escaped!

The Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi squad, which was sent to Jing Mountain to investigate the situation, had not even reached the foot of Jing Mountain.

They heard the sound of the explosion from Lion Mountain and saw the flares suddenly lit up in the air.

"What's going on?" Captain Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi was puzzled in his heart.

He was now in a dilemma: should he continue to move forward? Or should he retreat now?

They had now reached the foot of Jing Mountain. The light from Lion Mountain had not shone here.

Jing Mountain was motionless in the dark night. When they set out, they saw the fire on the mountain.

Now those fires had become like flames swaying in the wind.

They were unable to illuminate the surrounding environment at all. These Japanese devils could only see a vague light from a distance.

They couldn't see anything clearly.

Advance or retreat?

This was a choice!

Captain Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind:

"The warriors of the Empire are warriors who dare to fight.

The spirit of the Empire will not allow warriors to shrink back."

"Continue to move forward!" Captain Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi ordered in a low voice.

This squad of them blended into the darkness and continued to grope towards Jing Mountain.

Captain Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi's purpose was very clear: to grope towards a firelight on the hillside.

Zhi Lejia squatted in the pit. His task tonight was the same as Wang Chongwen's.

He was guarding the front line of the Sixth Company.

The three firelight in the direction of Lion Mountain were the same as the situation here in the Sixth Company.

Zhi Lejia believed that the Sixth Company's combat method tonight would not be much different from the Sixth Company's.

Everyone was in the same team, and they often learned and exchanged ideas with each other during training.

Those big fires must be the Molotov cocktails that the brigade commander had newly developed and sent to each company commander.

In the words of the brigade commander: "These things are too dangerous to store.

They need to be made temporarily when used."

Therefore, when these Molotov cocktails were sent down, they were all empty glass bottles and barrels of sealed gasoline.

When used, gasoline was put into the glass bottles and stuffed with oilcloth balls.

The results of tonight's sneak attack inspection: this thing was too easy to use.

Thousands of Japanese devils were actually completely annihilated by a barrel of gasoline and less than a hundred glass bottles.

When the fire was raging, Company Commander Chang Yixian ordered himself to bring manpower to set up traps.

He didn't expect that he hadn't opened his business here yet, but the Lion Mountain side had already succeeded.

Zhi Lejia believed that the explosion just now must have been the Japanese devils who had fallen into the ambush of the Fifth Company.

The flares were even easier to explain: they were cleaning up the battlefield.

He hoped that he would be able to open his business like the Fifth Company tonight.

While Zhi Lejia was secretly praying in his heart, he heard rustling sounds coming from a distance.

He was very familiar with this sound: during usual training, this was the sound when someone came over at night.

It's just that the sound was a bit louder and louder today.

It was obviously not something that the comrades of the Seventh Regiment could make.

Zhi Lejia knew clearly in his heart: Under such circumstances, the other companies of the Seventh Regiment would not send anyone over.

If they wanted to understand the situation, they could just call.

The phone in the tunnel had always been on.

Even if the phone line was damaged.

Each company also had radios to communicate.

This was a double insurance that the brigade commander had made for the communication between the companies.

"The Japanese devils are coming!" Zhi Lejia quietly passed the information out.

Captain Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi commanded the Japanese devils under his command and groped towards the firelight closest to him.

Although they were closer to the firelight, the firelight became smaller and smaller.

There was no sign of living people around the firelight.

The entire Jing Mountain had a deathly silence.

It was as if there was not a single living person on this mountain at all.

However, the Japanese devils of the Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi squad knew that there were more than a thousand Japanese devils in the Miyake Daiji Battalion on this mountain.

It's just that they seemed to be sleeping now, and there was no sound at all.

Everything that Captain Miyake Daiji did on Jing Mountain was no different from what Captain Konoe Yatsujiro did.

They were all letting the Japanese devils of the entire battalion live in three air-raid shelters.

Only a small number of sentries were placed outside.

Of course, the outcome was no different. More than a thousand Japanese devils of the entire Miyake Daiji Battalion had all been cremated at this time.

Zhi Lejia finally saw the vague figures of these Japanese devils of the Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi squad.

He watched carefully as these Japanese devils walked step by step, cautiously towards the hillside.

He waited until all the Japanese devils of the entire Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi squad had entered the ambush circle.

Then he gently pulled the string.

The same combat process was copied: After two explosions, two flares rose.

A team of soldiers rushed out of the trenches on the hillside.

Holding bright bayonets, they stabbed the Japanese devils lying on the ground one by one.

Then they picked up weapons, ammunition, and cleaned up equipment.

The entire battlefield cleanup work was fast and orderly.

After the light of the flare dimmed and completely went out.

The entire Tangshan returned to darkness. Even the flames at the entrance of the air-raid shelter went out.

It's just that the entrance of the cave was still steaming with heat.

The Fifth and Sixth Companies had reported the battle situation to Regiment Commander Yang.

In the battle tonight, the two companies did not fire a single shot or injure a single person.

They completely annihilated all the Japanese devils on the position.

As for how many Japanese devils actually died, they had not counted yet.

They could only wait until the air-raid shelter cooled down a little before going in to count the bodies.

Regiment Commander Yang ordered: "The air-raid shelters of each company cannot be used temporarily.

During the day, do not deploy too many troops on the surface position.

Be sure to deploy more directional mines in front of the position."

In order to protect the soldiers under his command, Regiment Commander Yang broke his heart every day.

In the past, when Regiment Commander Yang talked to people: three sentences could not be separated from what the foreign masters were like.

Since meeting Lin Fan, from the beginning, he thought that Lin Fan was stronger than many foreign masters.

Later, when the Special Forces Brigade fought the Japanese devils to the ground, Regiment Commander Yang no longer mentioned the foreign masters.

Now he felt that the foreign masters were not very good.

Weren't the Japanese now being beaten to the point where they couldn't find their way north?

The brigade commander was negotiating with the Westerners, and it was said that he was going to borrow money from the Westerners to build a factory.

In the future, we will use the Westerners' money, use the factories built by the Westerners, and use the weapons made to fight the Japanese.

Just thinking about it: Regiment Commander Yang felt good.

Tonight he could finally sleep peacefully.

Although the Japanese devils eliminated on Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain had not been finally determined.

But Regiment Commander Yang knew clearly in his heart: they were two battalions of Japanese devils.

During the day, the scouts had been staring at them, staring until it was dark and they could no longer see them before they stopped observing.

On this night, the battle of the Seventh Regiment on Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain was reported to the various companies that were confronting the Japanese devils in Jurong, Chunhua, and Molingguan within half an hour.

They had won a victory!

Lin Fan would never let such good news be conveyed overnight.

He had always believed that the morale of an army was built up by one victory after another.

Victory! Always victory!

This was the creed of the Special Forces Brigade!

Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko had finally not waited for a reply from the two squads he sent out.

However, he still knew the result: Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain had been taken back by the Special Forces Brigade.

And the Konoe Yatsujiro Battalion on Lion Mountain and the Miyake Daiji Battalion on Jing Mountain;

The Uehara Eiji squad and the Nishiwara-dera Akiyoshi squad that he sent out to inquire about the news had all been wiped out.

At this time, Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko suddenly thought of a question:

Why was every battle with the Special Forces Brigade a complete annihilation, and not a single Japanese devil came back to report the news?

Starting from the Fujita Twenty-Three Squad that attacked first yesterday, as long as the team that was sent out, not a single Japanese devil had returned.

No matter what Battalion Commander Fujiyama Toshihiko thought in his heart, he immediately organized the observations he had made.

He immediately sent a signal soldier to report to the commander of the Katagiri Kujo Regiment in the rear.

If his guess was correct, now the entire Ninth Regiment was only left with his battalion and the Tanaka Daito Battalion.

And the Tanaka Battalion only had half of its strength.

During the day's battle, the Twentieth Regiment had already needed to increase its strength.

This was the question that Lieutenant General Kusayama Tatsumi, commander of the Nineteenth Brigade, was considering now.

After receiving the report from Regiment Commander Katagiri Kujo, he did not immediately report the news to Commander Nakajima Kenzaburo.

It was not that he deliberately concealed the report! It was really that Commander Kusayama Tatsumi still had a little bit of luck in his heart.

What if it was too dark and too late, and the two battalions stationed on Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain did not respond in time.

Even Captain Konoe Yatsujiro's battalion and Captain Miyake Daiji's battalion had a firefight with the two squads sent out by Captain Fujiyama Toshihiko in the dark night.

This possibility was not impossible! This had happened before.

Therefore, Commander Kusayama Tatsumi decided to wait until dawn before reporting everything 100% confirmed.

And Regiment Commander Katagiri Kujo did not report any evidence that the two battalions stationed on Lion Mountain and Jing Mountain had been completely wiped out.

Thinking that Regiment Commander Katagiri Kujo had personally gone to Lion Mountain to inspect yesterday afternoon.

When he came back, he had specifically reported to himself: The Lion Mountain defense position built by the Special Forces Brigade was as solid as a rock.

He was still sighing: How could the soldiers of the Special Forces Brigade have lost such a reasonably designed position so easily?

Every time he thought about it, Commander Kusayama Tatsumi felt that Captain Fujiyama Toshihiko was too suspicious tonight.

Even if he kept comforting himself like this, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for Commander Kusayama Tatsumi!

He was in the battle command headquarters, staring at the map and the sand table.

It was as if he could see the shortcomings of the Tangshan position of the Special Forces Brigade from these sand tables and maps.

It would be best if he could find a road that could directly reach Jurong.

The officers of the Nineteenth Brigade Command Headquarters, who had spent a night in torment.

Finally, they waited for dawn.

At the same time, the two Japanese flying squadrons at Nanjing Airport also waited for dawn:

The Rikuze Amehito squadron and the Myojo Amehito squadron of the Fifth Air Force of the Third Fleet.

Commander Hase Kiyokawa of the Third Fleet had resisted Commander Yan Shiroku of the China Expeditionary Army in order not to send out an air squadron.

It's just that the lower the rank, the smaller the voice.

The resistance was invalid!

The order issued by the headquarters of the China Expeditionary Army.

The Third Fleet had to carry it out.

In this way, Commander Hase Kiyokawa could only order two air squadrons to go and carry out this mission.

In his opinion: this was a mission with certain death.

In fact, all the Japanese devils of the Fifth Air Force of the Third Fleet knew: Bombing the territory of the Special Forces Brigade was courting death.

Captain Rikuze Amehito, who received the order to attack last night, had already written his will and sorted out all his belongings.

He was prepared to go and never return.

Similarly