A 75mm high-explosive bomb fired from a tank landed on a machine gun position, and instantly lifted a shooting Type 92 heavy machine gun into the air. The shooter, deputy shooter and two ammunition handlers also came up.
Heaven.
Facing another sudden attack by the Liantai militia, the Ninth Brigade, which had not recovered from the previous attack, had a particularly difficult time resisting.
"Banzai!"
The battlefield was resounding with the wails of Japanese soldiers who were carrying explosive bags and launching a meat bomb attack. They pulled the fuse with a twenty-second delay the moment they jumped out of the trench, and rushed towards the No. 4 tank heading towards them, shouting
The Japanese soldiers screamed in despair, completely ignoring the rain of bullets flying in front of them. Just a few seconds after being knocked down, with a violent explosion, the blown pieces of flesh and blood mixed with soil flew everywhere. It was no coincidence that a small piece of flesh flew everywhere.
Go to the tank and block the tank driver's observation hole.
"Fuck!" Qiu Youcai, who looked at the piece of meat with lingering smoke in the observation hole and held the joystick tightly with both hands, was stunned for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cursed, and then poked the piece of meat out with his fingers.
Looking at the blood on his hands, he felt his stomach twitching, and quickly wiped the flesh-covered fingers on his pants.
"Qiu Youcai, move forward at full speed!" As the tank commander Huang Jianhua's roar came from the earphones on the tank cap, Qiu Youcai quickly changed gears, increased the accelerator, and pushed forward, looking through the observation hole to see whether he was carrying explosives or pushing forward.
The Japanese rushed towards him with rifles. Even though he knew that the No. 4 tank he was driving was thick and thick-skinned, and was protected by a large number of infantry brothers, he still felt a strong sense of nervousness.
Seeing a Japanese soldier with a white strip of cloth wrapped around his name and carrying a bag of explosives constantly launching suicide charges towards the armored battalion, he was repeatedly killed by the parallel machine gun on the tank and the surrounding infantry. Qiu Youcai also felt angry from the beginning.
, shock, and finally confusion and numbness.
However, doubts turned into doubts, and responsibilities were responsibilities. Although a hint of intolerance occasionally rose in his mind, it did not prevent Qiu Youcai from driving the No. 4 tank towards the front at a speed of 10 kilometers per hour.
Facing the rushing tanks and the infantry swarming around the tanks, desperate Japanese soldiers rushed forward with Type 38 rifles with bayonets attached. After being mowed down by machine guns, they were then crushed to pieces by steel tracks.
, broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere on the battlefield.
The Ninth Brigade, on the defensive side, was stunned by this sudden attack.
Especially the sudden artillery bombardment, followed immediately by tanks and infantry attacks, as the defenders, they could only struggle to hold on.
But the Ninth Brigade was not one of those garrison troops with a weak will to fight. They did not surrender in despair and fled in all directions. They only went further crazy.
In a woods more than 20 miles away from Pingyang Town, this is the 101st Regiment Headquarters of the Ninth Brigade.
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers were neatly dressed and making final preparations. Most of them were wounded soldiers who were relying on the support of others. Regiment Commander Kakubei Yamayama and Chief of Staff Yudai Aihara looked at the surrounding soldiers with reluctance and ferocity in their eyes.
The sound of machine gunfire getting closer and closer ahead reminded them all the time that the Chinese soldiers were getting closer and closer to them and could not be delayed any longer.
Shan Kakubei walked up to the flag guard captain and gently stroked the long tassel spike on the 101st Regiment flag in the flag guard captain's hand with his white-gloved hand. The Japanese military flag was similar to the Fengjie in the hands of ancient Chinese diplomatic envoys. It was a very long flag.
The top of the wooden lacquered flagpole is gilded with tassels, and the 16-petal chrysanthemum pattern is embossed with a gold emblem symbolizing the emperor. Kakubei Yamayama unfolds the rising sun flag sewn on the tassel on the long section of the military flag with both hands, and the words "Aomori United" are written clearly on
lower corner.
According to the regulations of the Japanese Army, if the military flag is present, it will be organized, and if the military flag is lost, it will be punished. Therefore, the military flag is crucial to any Japanese army. The best second lieutenant officer in the regiment must be selected as the flag bearer, and a dedicated military flag guard squadron must be set up.
Protect it. Even if reinforcements are urgently needed at the front, Shankakubei still retains a small team here to protect the flag.
Putting down the tassels and the rising sun flag in his hands, Shankakubei sighed heavily and sent out the last unit to buy time. According to the regulations, when the battle situation is judged to be in danger of the entire army being annihilated, the military flag should be burned.
Looking at this brand-new military flag, Chief of Staff Aihara You couldn't bear to say: "Captain, can we send someone to escort the military flag out? It doesn't matter if we die in battle, but the 101th Army cannot be destroyed in our hands."
ah."
Shan Jiebei sighed softly: "Do you think I want to do this? But you should know that the Chinese have surrounded us. The brigade commander asked us to hold on for another hour, but look again, we still have
Can it last for an hour?"
Aihara Yu stopped talking. It stands to reason that the 101st Regiment would not be unable to survive for even an hour, but who made their regiment suffer a heavy loss in the battles in the past few days.
Their regiment was originally a full strength, with 3,800 people. However, a few days ago, the Ninth Brigade was jointly attacked by the Liantai Militia and the Eighth Route Army. The 101st Regiment suffered the greatest loss, losing nearly a centaur. Brigade Commander Suzuki
Not only did Chongkang not understand them, he thought the 101st Regiment was not fighting well and deployed them at the front.
Just now, the Liantai militia launched another sneak attack on them. Their tank troops launched a surprise attack under the cover of artillery fire. Under their fierce attack, the 101st Regiment was rushed to pieces. The two of them could only
With hundreds of remaining soldiers retreating step by step.
Originally, they wanted to move closer to the brigade headquarters, but they never thought that their retreat would be outflanked by the Liantai militia, leading them to their current situation.
The hope of retreat was shattered, and the 101st Regiment was about to be destroyed. However, the regiment flag must not fall into the hands of the Chinese.
Kabutei Shanshan touched the regiment flag one last time, turned to a second lieutenant not far away and said: "Let's get started, Second Lieutenant Kameda."
"Hi!"
Second Lieutenant Kameda, who was holding the flag, immediately turned around and stood at attention. Under the protection of the flag bearers, he walked towards the high platform built with ammunition boxes two or three meters away. Shan Kahebei, Aihara Yu and all the Japanese soldiers present saluted the military flag.
After three seconds of holding the flag, Kameda, who was holding the flag, took off the crown of the chrysanthemum royal crest of the military flag, then rolled up the military flag and walked down the stage. He held the general's flag in both hands and then handed it to the commander of the regiment, Kakubei Yamagami, who took the military flag.
On the mountain, Kakubei felt that the military flag in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pieces.
"All newly formed infantry and cavalry regiments of the Japanese army must be awarded the military flag by the Emperor himself. This is considered the core of the unity of the troops. The spirit of the soldiers towards the military flag is unparalleled in the world!" The military flag was personally awarded by the Emperor, but he had to personally carry it.
The imperial flag was burned.
In other words, from now on, the 101st Regiment will disappear forever from the Japanese Army. The solemn-eyed Yamagakubei respectfully held the military flag with both hands and placed it on the burning platform before taking three steps back.
Finally, he drew out his command sword, pointed his finger, and lowered his head, as if in repentance.
A few seconds later, Yamagakubei put down his hand before he stepped forward, struck a match and lit the burning platform. The burning platform sprinkled with kerosene immediately ignited and was quickly reduced to ashes in the fire.
More than ten minutes later, when more than a dozen soldiers from the Liantai Militia came to the woods, they found a large number of Japanese corpses lying scattered here.