The location is in the second half of Xinshi Street in Hengyang City, in a ruins full of bomb craters.
"Brothers~" Under the dim starlight tonight, Hu Biao said after looking around at the shadowy figures around him.
But after he spoke, the voice was so hoarse that even he was a little scared.
Damn it! It feels like I will become mute soon.
But there was nothing he could do. During the whole day of fighting today, Hu Biao adopted a method that basically relied on shouting, and constantly issued various orders during his battle breaks.
After such a long time, Hu Biao felt that his voice was almost exhausted.
After all, using combat gestures to convey information can never be so simple, clear, fast, and effective as shouting it out with such a voice.
By the way! During the whole day of fighting today, the Japanese seemed to have gone crazy.
They braved the risk of soldiers being accidentally injured by our own artillery fire and aircraft, and launched attacks again and again on the Xinshi Street position with a squadron size.
These Japs fought to the death, and only when the casualties reached a terrifying figure of 70%, would some of the soldiers retreat slowly under the leadership of the sergeant.
The few remaining officers waved their command swords and rushed forward regardless of life and death, but were easily knocked to the ground by Hu Biao and the others.
In this way, even if Hu Biao and the others have a scientific "firepower annihilation zone", they have various complete fortifications, and they have all kinds of mines and positions that have been laid out before.
But in the final analysis, Hu Biao's side's limited military strength was a huge flaw.
The strength of the 54th Division that was originally stationed here was, on paper, the size of a battalion, but it was fought off in continuous fierce battles.
At this time of night, they now didn't even have two full platoons.
Most of the officers among them were killed in battle. Among the 60 or so people, the highest officer is just a second lieutenant and deputy platoon leader.
It is precisely because of this that these remnant soldiers accepted the command of Hu Tuanzuo without any psychological pressure.
The key to the problem is that after the entire day, I don't know whether it was ten or eleven attacks, Hu Biao and the others had lost most of their positions in Xinshi Street.
At this point, only one-third of the position is under his control.
But Hu Biao and the others knew very well that once Xinshi Street, a key area of city defense, was completely lost, the entire defense line of Hengyang City would trigger a chain reaction of collapse.
So taking advantage of the darkness to regain the positions lost during the day became Hu Biao's only option.
The problem is that participating in such a night attack can be described as a near-death experience. Just relying on the personnel of the Zhongzhou team is simply not enough in terms of strength.
We must have some veterans join us and fight in together at night.
It's just such a mission that almost requires death, and Hu Biao doesn't want to be forcibly apportioned and named among the Guo army; so what! It's better to be as voluntary as possible in such a matter of death.
So before setting off, there was a scene where Hu Biao gathered most of the people on the battlefield and began to speak...
With the help of the Japanese's position, flares would be fired from time to time, and it could be clearly seen that in front of Hu Biao, there were many cans filled with liquids.
And a large backpack that was unzipped, revealing a lot of real money and banknotes.
It should be noted that these cans are all clean and have not been re-washed after being used as excretion tools by Hu Biao and others.
The contents inside were all alcohol mixed with water, which Hu Biao reluctantly redeemed from the system mall not long ago.
After such a costly operation, Hu Biao silently looked at everyone in front of him and began to say:
"Brothers, Hu Biao will not say anything about the hatred between the country and the family. What I want to say is that everyone should be very clear that if we do not regain the positions lost during the day, we will not be able to defend the designated area of Xinshi Street tomorrow.
Then, as soon as Xinshi Street is lost, so many brothers in Hengyang City will probably be doomed.
Therefore, I, Hu Biao, will personally take the lead in the night attack later, and brothers who are willing to go will buy a bowl of wine and grab a handful of money; anyway, in one sentence, if a person dies, he will die in heaven, but he will not die for thousands of years."
After saying that, Hu Biao began to wait quietly.
It's just that the development of what happened next was a bit beyond his expectation.
He didn't even need to ask Zhui Feng to come out and drink a bowl of wine and say some cheering words. A veteran in his forties walked out first.
He took off the helmet on his head, revealing his smooth scalp and only half of his ear.
While picking up a can of alcohol mixed with water, he said with a smile: "Sir Hu, count me as one. My name is Zhang Daniu. I am a senior private in the 54th Division. My hometown is Taikang, Zhoukou District, Henan Province.
In 1938, I was captured as a soldier, and as a result, I couldn't even shoot a gun very well. When I was in Wuhan at that time, I heard that Huayuankou was blown up by a bald head.
At the end of 1942, I met a fellow villager who was fleeing famine and learned a little about the situation.
After the Huayuankou was blown open, it is said that the lower areas of Taikang were all flooded; in the following time, countless people died of starvation, disease, and drowning.
Coupled with the great famine in 1942, even more people died.
Therefore, my father, my mother, my daughter-in-law, and my baby who is only a few months old must not be able to make it through this. I, a useless guy, can’t even go back to collect the bodies of my family members or build a grave.
So I was thinking about when I die and when I die, it would be great to kill a few more Japanese before I die to avenge my family.
Otherwise, what else can we do, blame the bald head? Everyone is still pointing at him to beat the Japanese, so we can only blame the Japanese for coming in."
Having said this, Zhang Daniu picked up a can of alcohol mixed with water, raised his neck, and drank it all in one breath.
Stimulated by the water and alcohol, his neck suddenly turned red.
Then, Zhang Daniu shouted proudly: "I can be counted as one of the night raiders, but forget about the rewards and pensions. Anyway, the old Zhang family is about to die, so I will keep it for the brothers to have a drink."
Having said this, Zhang Daniu grabbed a hand full of gold teeth, rings, Yuan Datou, and legal coins and threw them casually to everyone around him, making a "ding-dong~" sound on his helmet.
Just as Zhang Daniu finished speaking, another man with a big scar on his face stood up again after being stabbed diagonally in the face.
After unbuttoning a button on his collar, he drank:
"The night raid team counts me as one, and I won't receive the bounty. Together with my pension, it will be sent to the address I left. Remember, I am from Jiujiang, Gan Province, and my name is Zhu Mancang.
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In this way, the quota of 20 veterans needed for this night attack team was quickly filled.
Together with the 20 people dispatched by the Zhongzhou team, they waited until 2 o'clock in the morning and set off under the cover of night.
It was night! Such a night attack lasted until past 3 o'clock, and finally ended with the two Japanese squadrons stationed on the position, and only half of the squadron left.
Relying on the assault ability of the strong bloodline, it also has powerful melee firepower.
Hu Biao let the Japs know that the world belongs to them during the day, but once night comes, the night belongs to their supplementary regiment.
While achieving such a brilliant result, the night raid team paid a huge price with 16 people killed in battle.
Among them, in addition to the veterans, three people from the Zhongzhou team, Xiling, Fat Paper, and Mang, died in the battle.
When Xi Ling was having a bayonet fight with the Japanese, on a battlefield that was a mess, a Japanese soldier stabbed him in the waist with a bayonet.
The inserted bayonet was forcefully knocked off, and such a senior member of the Zhongzhou team was stabbed to death on the spot.
It can be said that Xi Ling's death was quite unjust, but there is no other way, this is the battlefield.
Fat Paper was hit in the neck by a bullet that flew out of nowhere or even from which side when he was assaulting a trench.
He immediately fell down holding his neck. When he was discovered after the battle, his eyes were dead.
But when it comes to the most painful death, it is the python.
Before rushing into a dilapidated building, this guy habitually planned to smash a grenade into it, so that all the Japanese who were hiding inside and firing would be blown out.
Then I don’t know if it was the continuous fierce fighting that pushed my physical strength to the limit.
Anyway, the grenade he was about to throw slipped from his hand and fell directly to his feet.
Good guy! Jason, the fake foreigner who was standing next to him at that time, holding an M1918 shotgun in his hand and ready to fire, was almost scared to death.
It is true that he is not afraid of death, but he definitely does not want to die in the hands of his own people.
Fortunately, Mang made up for it later. He threw his body on the exploding grenade, which was regarded as the first example of the Zhongzhou team in which he blew himself up to death.
Although the remaining 24 people in the night attack team were not dead, they basically had injuries of varying severity.
But after just bandaging, these people began to get busy; because they had to repair the fortifications before dawn.
To welcome the Japanese, a new attack will definitely begin.