The squad leader chopped down another recruit who was preparing for the first regiment. The recruit rolled over holding his wound. The squad leader didn't want to give up and kept chasing the recruit to chop him.

Suddenly, a short shot hit the squad leader on the chest. A blood flower bloomed on the squad leader's uniform and he fell to the ground dead.

Quickly changing a magazine, Liang Shanhao shouted at the top of his voice: "Use the gun as much as possible, and don't use the bayonet as much as possible!"

After hearing this, the soldiers of the nearby first reserve regiment also imitated Liang Shanhao and played dirty tricks against the Japanese soldiers.

In an instant, many Japanese soldiers in the Miura Brigade were hit by bullets, and the situation on the originally critical battlefield gradually improved.

The little devil didn't expect that the Chinese army would use such despicable means to engage in close combat.

In their minds, fighting with a bayonet is the most embodying the spirit of Bushido. When two armies are facing each other and fighting with a bayonet, they are absolutely not allowed to use bullets, because isn't this a rogue act?

The soldiers who prepared the first regiment laughed inwardly. They told these bandits the rules of bayonet fighting. Don't say anything else. They took life and death lightly. If you don't accept it, just do it. There's so much nonsense.

A Japanese soldier stabbed a veteran who was preparing for the first regiment. Just as he was about to pull out his bayonet and look for the next target, a Mauser rifle bullet was suddenly shot from behind.

Bang!

The little devil didn't know until his death that his military career ended with a cold shot from a Chinese soldier.

The little devil's dream of making great achievements was shattered in an instant.

Liang Shanhao laughed: "Just do it!"

Damn it! Suddenly, eight little devils bumped into Liang Shanhao.

With a smirk on his lips, Liang Shanhao raised the flower trap in his hand, and there was another sudden burst, and seven of the eight Japs died instantly.

Seeing Liang Shanhao rushing over with a flower trap, the remaining wounded Japanese soldier actually took out a pumpkin grenade from his waist and wanted to throw it at Liang Shanhao.

Throwing this grenade was a big deal. It was okay to accidentally injure one of the Japs. But don't involve Liang Shanhao. It was not worth it. Liang Shanhao's life was precious, and he wanted to kill a few more Japs.

As soon as the kid pulled out the safety catch of the pumpkin grenade and knocked it against his helmet, the hand holding the grenade was interrupted by Liang Shanhao's flower mechanism, and the pumpkin grenade in his hand rolled down half a meter away.

Due to the abuse of bushido spiritual education, the little devil endured the severe pain of his palm being broken and tried to pick up the grenade with his other hand.

The grenade was just one tactical move away from collision. Before dying, the little Jaap was able to pull Liang Shanhao and the nearby soldiers of the first reserve group to support him.

How could Liang Shanhao let the little devil succeed?

In the midst of lightning and flint, Liang Shanhao suddenly stepped on the palm of one of his feet that was trying to catch the grenade.

The devil let out a miserable howl, which shocked the world and made the ghosts and gods weep. This shows how powerful that kick was.

Liang Shanhao, the battlefield killing god, was not moved at all. He still had a murderous look on his face and sent him back to see Amaterasu with another shot.

Liang Shanhao picked up the grenade casually, and with a textbook throwing movement, the grenade flew towards three Japanese soldiers, including a squad leader.

There was a loud noise, and all three Japs fell to the ground. Among them, the Japs squad leader's neck was cut open by a fragment of a pumpkin grenade. The squad leader covered the wound on his neck with both hands, his expression abnormally distorted.

Liang Shanhao took a bayonet from a Type 38 rifle and ended the squad leader's suffering.

Faced with such an unconventional fighting style of the Chinese army, Captain Miura felt that if the fight continued like this, his entire infantry brigade would probably fall here.

Seeing that three more Imperial soldiers were shot dead by the cold guns of the Chinese army, Captain Miura shouted urgently to the signal corps: "Send a flag to the regiment headquarters and ask for support!"

The Japanese flag soldiers stood in a position with a wide view and immediately sent a signal to the 45th Regiment Headquarters to immediately reinforce the Miura Battalion.

The Japs' regiment headquarters received the signal, and the two infantry brigades under the 45th regiment immediately went into battle to reinforce the Miura brigade, which was unable to withstand it.

He crossed the Dezao 20 in his hand and swept out a fan. Battalion Commander Xiong, who had a cut on his face, shouted to Liang Shanhao: "Regiment, the Japanese reinforcements are coming, and our regiment can't hold it anymore."

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Liang Shanhao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see that the Japanese's second echelon consisted of two brigades.

One infantry brigade is enough to fight, but if two infantry brigade with full strength is added, Liang Shanhao's troops may suffer from indigestion.

According to my current appetite after preparing the first group, I can't eat such a devil, and I might choke if I'm not careful.

Liang Shanhao asked with a stern face: "Why hasn't the third battalion come up yet? Daniel, send me an order. If the commander of the third battalion doesn't come up for reinforcements, I will kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were shouts of killing from the three serpentine traffic trenches between the second and third lines of defense. More than 500 soldiers from the third battalion of the first reserve regiment were rushing towards them with shining bayonets.

Among the battlefield firefighting team of more than 500 people, there was an elite team approaching Liang Shanhao's position. Each team member was holding a uniform MP40 submachine gun.

Wang Daniu was overjoyed: "Team leader, reinforcements are coming!"

Liang Shanhao asked: "What time is it now?"

Wang Daniu responded: "18:45."

Damn it, the system does not have much time left for Liang Shanhao to use weapons. There are still 15 minutes before 19:00. Liang Shanhao only has 15 minutes to take advantage of the MP40 submachine gun to countercharge the Japanese and force the Japanese reinforcements to retreat across the board.

Liang Shanhao showed an angry look on his face: "Third Battalion Commander, this bastard has been dragging his feet for so long before bringing up my small unit! The bugler sent me an order! The entire regiment carried out a countercharge and drove away the little Japs.

Get out of position."

As the trumpeter of the First Reserve Regiment blew the countercharge bugle, the two battalions of the First Reserve Regiment and the reinforced Third Battalion clenched their two big fists and beat the unlucky Miura Battalion desperately.

Small troops armed with MP40 submachine guns also gathered near Liang Shanhao and started killing.

A small group of Japanese soldiers rushed toward the MP40 submachine gun squad with shining bayonets, intending to turn the tide of the battle. Unfortunately, the will to fight was scummy in the face of modern weapons, and each of the Japanese fell to the intensive firepower of the MP40 submachine gun at close range.

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Holding the tortoise box, he shot over a soldier from the first reserve group who was rushing towards him. Captain Miura yelled at the retreating captain: "Machine gunner, hold on!"

Just as the two crooked machine gun teams were about to shoot at Liang Shanhao's team, they were immediately showered with bullets from 12 MP40 submachine guns.

The Japanese soldiers who controlled the crooked light machine gun had no chance to protest, and both light machine gun groups were wiped out.

At this time, the two squadrons ordered to reinforce were approaching the Miura Battalion.

Suddenly, a hail of artillery fire came from the battle formation of the two squadrons.

call out!

Boom!

call out!

Boom!

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One after another, 82mm mortar shells pierced the sky of Yuhuatai, mixed with a harsh whistling sound, and hit the two infantry brigades.

Looking at the billowing fireworks rising in the distance from the Yuhuatai position, Liang Shanhao had a hint of joy on his face: "Ma Chi is quite smart and knows how to fire the cannon at this time. The cannon is so beautiful."

As early as when the reserve team was reinforcing the first and second defense positions, the artillery company of the first reserve regiment had already selected the most suitable artillery position, marked the shooting positions, and intercepted the second attack echelon of the 45th Regiment at any time to cut off the Miura Brigade.

Liaison with the other two infantry brigades.

There was suppressed firepower from the first reserve regiment in the front, and artillery fire from the artillery battery behind them. The Miura Battalion, which suffered more than half of its casualties, was suddenly trapped in a situation surrounded by enemies.

Closing the door and beating the dog is nothing more than that.

Seeing their soldiers being torn apart by the roaring shells, the two captains looked at each other.

Damn it, how many troops are there in the Yuhuatai position? This artillery fire must have been too timely.

Falling down in a bomb crater, Captain Kumamoto shouted loudly: "The battle situation here is a bit delicate, let's retreat temporarily!"

Also lying on the ground to avoid the artillery fire, Captain Takeshita responded: "But if we retreat like this, what will Captain Miura do? How will we explain to the commander of the company when we get back?"

Captain Kumamoto: "We can't worry about that anymore! Our two brigades are in an open area and are locked by enemy artillery fire. If we charge forward, it is estimated that all the more than 2,000 imperial warriors will get in!"

While he was talking, a Japanese soldier was cut into several pieces by shrapnel from a mortar shell, and a piece of intestine happened to fall on Captain Takeshita's neck.

Captain Takeshita was startled and tore out his intestines: "Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Seeing two uninterested captains leading their troops to retreat, this is something wrong!

Captain Miura was immediately furious.

These are really two pig teammates!

Greedy for life and afraid of death!

If you grit your teeth and charge forward, the battle will be won.

By retreating without permission at this time, the Miura Battalion no longer had to fight to the death with the First Preparatory Regiment.

There are now only about 200 imperial soldiers left under his command, with more than half of them suffering casualties. Captain Miura is really unwilling to withdraw like this.

Even so, while dodging the bullets fired by the MP40 submachine gun, Captain Miura screamed at the top of his throat: "Everyone retreat! You must fight your way out of the enemy's artillery blockade."

All things Bushido and loyalty to the Emperor were immediately thrown out of the mind by the little devil.

The remaining 200 or so remnants of the Miura Battalion ran desperately outside the position!

Of course, the Miura Brigade is a well-trained elite after all, and some Japanese soldiers took turns covering and shooting, and they did not rush out of the position in a swarm!
Chapter completed!