In front of the bombed railway bridge, a long train was quietly lying on the rails, and a newly arrived train roof was on the tail of the train in front, and the steel body was constantly exploding outwards with "Imperial Army" like locusts.

The captain of the Qingcheng garrison team, Ogasawa and Captain Takashi, were full of pride, and stood not far from the bridge with a saber in his left hand like a statue. This was the front of his attack position, watching his troops gradually spreading over a small hill in front of him.

On the hill was a small blocking force of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, which was the one that broke the railway bridge and highway bridge leading to Tieli. Ogas's troops were the first to arrive here and the first to connect with the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. According to the remote control command of the "Strike Command", Ogas received an order to eliminate this small anti-Japanese Allied Forces.

Reinforcements that arrived followed were surging around Ogas. These reinforcements did not participate in attacking the hills, but crossed the shallow Hulan River and bypassed the Anti-Japanese United Army's position from afar and continued to advance into depth.

"Mr. Ogasawa has won the merit!" Someone next to Ogasawa congratulated him in an envious and a little sour tone.

When Ogas heard the praise, she turned around with a reserved look. She saw Captain Tada, the garrison leader stationed in Jinhe Town, a major town. She did not hide her humility and said unscrupulously, "Tada Jun must work hard too. I heard that there are really many resistance troops in Tieli. We have a chance to make contributions."

"Do you want me to help?" Tada raised his telescope and looked ahead. He saw hundreds of corpses lying on the gentle slope of the hill. He knew that Ogas had suffered a lot of casualties, so he expressed his sincerity with "good intention".

After understanding Tada's meaning, Ogasia's face turned cold and she was unhappy. She refused in a tone that was a silence, saying, "I know Tada's kindness, but I think my victory is right in front of me, so I'm afraid I don't need any help."

The Qingcheng Guard is a well-equipped unit that has been involved in the "bandit suppression" for many years. Although a large number of warriors have been killed in battles for several years, their courageous and tenacious spirit has been passed down from generation to generation. Now, the recruits led by Ogas, which are mixed with most of them, are young and brave but not inferior to their predecessors.

Since appearing in the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces an hour ago, Ogas's soldiers have stared at their prey like hungry wolves, falling down in front and following, one wave higher and one wave higher, and they are carrying a fierce army.

The hills were covered with thick smoke and bomb craters. The black soil that was turned out covered the already yellowed turf. The dead grass and soil that was collapsed by the shells continued to fly into the air and spread out and fell down.

Bullets were still shot out in the smoke of gunpowder, and occasionally they were still very dense. The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, surrounded by the mountain, were still resisting, and there was no collapse or white flag.

"Boom!" An infantry artillery shell fell down and exploded again, tearing the body of an Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldier into pieces, and the splashed flesh fell on Chen Defu's helmet with a bang.

There were only 7 people on the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' position, all of which were injured. The 7 people were divided into four directions to face the enemy. They already knew that they would not be spared anyway today.

"Don't throw that mom! I'm good enough!" Chen Defu sat in a crater, pulled open the fire of a grenade and threw it out. The injured body had no strength. The grenade only threw out about ten meters and fell onto the hillside. He rolled down and then exploded with a bang, accompanied by a few screams of the Japanese.

"One...? Maybe two..." Chen Defu murmured to himself, "Plus with the previous ones, there are always ten, right?"

A soldier next to Chen Defu was already inhaling less and he was getting more angry. The shrapnel wounds were gushing with blood. He heard Chen Defu muttering to calculate the number of Japanese killers he had killed. Seeing his serious appearance, he couldn't help but smile with his lips. After spitting out a mouthful of blood foam, a "contempt" expression appeared on his face and said, "Your arithmetic, cough cough..., it made the math teacher faint. I think you should stop talking..."

Chen Defu glared at the warrior who mocked him and retorted: "Go, what do you know again? Who failed the cultural exam? It took him 3 days to learn 5o characters, but I have never seen such a stupid person."

As soon as they said that, both of them laughed. Both of them had bad sides and good sides, and they usually joked about each other.

"The Japanese are very fierce! This time it's a tough one!"

"Well, we are not bad either. We didn't suffer any losses today!"

"Yes! I didn't suffer any loss." The soldier, covered in shrapnel wounds, spitted out his last mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and went with satisfaction.

"Boom!" Another shell exploded, and the soil raised buried him under the soil.

I was dizzy and poked my head out, and I heard a comrade-in-arms shouting in another direction: "Fight together, and swear to live and die with the position! Fight one person and one gun to the end!"

He knew that the comrades who were shouting were just ten meters away from him, but when he heard the sound in his ears, it was so far away and so ethereal, he could feel that blood was slowly leaving his body, and his vitality was gradually disappearing from his broken body.

It's time! Chen Defu endured the severe pain all over his body, groped the grenades scattered around him one by one, tied up the shanks that had already been unscrewed with rags, then pulled all the fuses apart, used all the last strength to flip the craters, and rolled towards the group of Japanese soldiers who had already rushed to the front.

Boom! A loud bang, blood light soared into the sky!

The main force led by Ma Qian'an met the Japanese who had crossed the blocking position 10 kilometers northwest of Tieli.

This is a half hilly and half plain area. A few kilometers northwards can see the forest, and one kilometer southwards can see the winding Hulan River. This is an encounter, and there is no geographical advantage to be used. The tenth detachment of the Anbin Column is divided into four units in units of brigades, ranging from several hundred meters to 2 kilometers apart. The Japanese teams are also divided into several groups. The largest number of people reaches more than 1,000 people, and the fewest number are only 2,300 people. They have not yet determined the temporary command of the battlefield. Each unit contacts the deputy command headquarters in Harbin through telegrams, and follows the telegrams sent by the deputy commander of the field to attack and detour.

There were Japanese reconnaissance planes hovering continuously over the battlefield, returning the battlefield situation they saw to the deputy commander of the field. Ma Qian'an had no planes, so he could only rely on a dozen horse-riding communicators carrying walkie-phones to continuously transmit information to judge the overall situation.

The four brigades led by Li Fengshan first encountered the 75th Cavalry Regiment of the Puppet Manchukuo, and the Puppet Cavalry Regiment carried out a cold weapon combat mode charge.

Hundreds of war horses galloped towards Li Fengshan's troops, which were coming out of the horizon, rushed wildly. The horse's hooves stepped on the ground and raised waves of flying black soil. The entire land was trembling. The riders waved their rifles or sabers, shining dazzling white light on the cavalry formation, shouting wildly and anxiously colliding towards the Anti-Japanese United Army.

According to the regulations, many soldiers from the four brigades formed two scattered lines, lay on the ground and raised various guns. The bazooka held the bazooka and half kneeled on the ground and aimed seriously. The mortarist simply smashed the cannon seat heavily to the ground, raised the cannon body, and placed the cannon shells in hand at the muzzle, waiting for a command.

"Fuck!" Li Fengshan was almost demented by the actions of the puppet cavalry regiment and was puzzled.

"This is a silly thing, the head was kicked by a donkey?" Looking at the cavalry rushing up hundreds of steps away, Li Fengshan was amused and crying. He felt that the commander of the cavalry regiment still lived two years ago, right? I wonder if the man had changed his guns? Now I am not the time to have a few broken guns. At that time, I had few machine guns and bullets, and maybe I couldn't stop your impact. Now...

"Fight!" Li Fengshan, who was squatting on the ground holding a telescope, shouted loudly.

Hundreds of guns fired at the same time, and the high-fired submachine gun fired all the bullets in the drum in 5 seconds, and rows of bullets roared towards the approaching group of horses.

The waves followed by waves, like huge waves rolled up by tsunamis, forming waves of striking waves connected by waves, surging towards the enemy.

The high-impact horses crashed into the barrage. In the face of the dense rain of bullets, the forwards of the puppet cavalry hit a solid stone wall like ice, and large pieces of them were smashed to pieces. The human body was thrown out by the suddenly overturned war horses and the human body was flying all over the sky. People shouted and neighed, and the screams were earth-shaking.

At the same time, the first batch of rockets and mortar shells squealed and smashed into the middle of the horses, which caused 20 or so flowers of death to rise up in the middle of the horses, and smoke pillars rose up.

The rumbling explosions were connected.

The commander of the pseudo-75th Cavalry Regiment is still proud of his soldiers. As a "top student" who has been trained for half a year at the Japanese Army University, he is very proud. The group of cavalry he trained is a very powerful elite. He made "great military achievements" in the battle to wipe out the Third Route Army of the Anti-Japanese United Army. Whether it is pursuit or face-to-face fighting, his cavalry unit has never been at a disadvantage. Two years ago, he used this method of concentrated charge and short assault to destroy an Anti-Japanese United Army in one fell swoop. This is his pride.

Why can't it work today? The pseudo-sponsor commander was standing behind the team, watching his proud army beating halfway down by the wind and clouds of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. He loosened his hand holding the telescope, and the telescope clattered and left his control and hung it in front of his chest.

There were a lot of Japanese consultants in the cavalry regiment, mixed with Manchurian cavalry to urge charges. This round of firepower attack by the Anti-Japanese United Army also destroyed half of the consultant regiment. The regiment consultants were patronized by stray bullets at the first time and were killed.

The fake commander looked at the Japanese consultant who fell down on his horse in a daze. For a moment, he forgot to escape. It was not until the guards beside him reached out to hold his horse's bridle and took the horse back that the fake commander recovered, turned his head and thrust his horse's butt, and fled backwards.
Chapter completed!