Mitani listened to Captain Nakagawa's warning and went back to pack up weapons, equipment, and ammunition. He learned about the casualties of the brigade in the past few days through his adjutant. As he expected, the casualties in the brigade in the past few days were very abnormal and extremely dangerous.
Maybe it has something to do with that Chinese man whose marksmanship is very accurate.
This not only did not scare Sangu, but instead aroused his aggressive mentality.
After packing up the weapons and equipment, Mitani put on a disguise and came to the brigade headquarters. At this time, Captain Nakagawa was discussing the next offensive strategy with several squadron captains.
The continuous artillery fire and gunfire from other directions of the Sitang River witnessed the fierceness of the Japanese offensive, and also confirmed that they would not give up the attack on the Sitang River so simply. The arrival of Sangu made Captain Zhongchuan temporarily suspend the meeting.
Introduce Sangu to the three squadron leaders, and say to the squadron leader of the second squadron:
"Ishidao-kun, with Mitani-kun here, he will eliminate the cunning Chinese people and cooperate with you to complete the attack on the Chinese positions."
Due to casualties, the Third Squadron temporarily gave up its main attack mission, and the Second Squadron took over the main attack mission.
Generally speaking, when a brigade of the Japanese army launched a fierce attack on the Nationalist position, it was difficult for the Nationalist army to withstand it. However, a battalion of the Nationalist army withstood it. Not only did it withstand it, it also defeated a squadron that was responsible for the main attack.
Captain Zhongchuan immediately began to issue the attack order half an hour later: "The First Squadron has opened up the situation in the direction of Fujiazhai on the east line, built an iron bridge, crossed the Sitang River, and occupied the Chinese forward position.
Only the Longjia on the western front were unable to open up the situation. Next, the Third Squadron took a rest in the rear and moved closer to the First Squadron to further consolidate the First Squadron's results and expand them."
His eyes turned and fell on Sangu: "Mitani-kun, next, you will follow the second squadron to attack the Chinese position."
"Nakagawa-kun, I will go to the front line to observe now." Mitani didn't want to wait any longer. Time was relatively tight. He wanted to go to investigate and find a good shooting position.
The second step is to see if we can find the Chinese sharpshooters.
Captain Nakagawa thought for a moment and then said: "I will ask the artillery of the brigade to cooperate with you. Once a Chinese sharpshooter is found, he must be killed. If he cannot be killed, the artillery will bomb."
"yes!"
Mitani left the command post with a Type 97 sniper rifle on his back.
Shidao, the leader of the second squadron, looked at Mitani's back and said, "Is he the sniper sent by the general?"
Sangu nodded: "Yes."
He looked at the squadron leader of the third squadron and said: "With him, the Chinese infantry will be hit the hardest. As for their snipers, with Mr. Mitani's ability, he will definitely be able to find the Chinese snipers."
Come out and kill them."
He is quite convinced of Mitani's ability.
Mitani has killed many battalion-level commanders of the national army more than once, and many company-level commanders. He has rich combat capabilities and combat experience.
"Everyone, please go down and prepare. We must reach the other side of the Sitang River in the shortest possible time and capture the Chinese position."
"yes!"
The Japanese attack stopped, and unfinished iron bridges were erected on the Sitang River. The river kept rolling, and the built iron bridges floated on the river and kept swinging.
On the position of the 160th Battalion.
The fighting had ceased, but Xia Yuan was not at all happy about having eliminated more than fifty Japanese Japs.
Zhao Shiguo died.
Zheng Dayong sat in the trench holding a Czech light machine gun, neither crying nor making a fuss, and did not even take a look at Zhao Shiguo's body.
The scholar lost his mortar shell. I don't know if he was afraid of Xia Yuan's blame or for other reasons, so he just sat in the trench without saying a word.
Xia Yuan looked at Zhao Shiguo's body and said: "Everyone has his own destiny. Some people are safe and live until the end of the war. Some people die without even seeing the shadow of the Japanese. In fact, it is better to die.
You don’t have to endure hardship anymore, you will be reborn into a good family in your next life and enjoy a lifetime of happiness.”
He sat in the trench and was quite emotional, but he was only emotional, not sad.
He has experienced too many such separations of life and death, from Changjin Lake to Shangganling, from my commander and my regiment, to the awakening era, and experienced the major event of the 180th Division being surrounded by the US military.
People stop and go, go and stay, and have long been accustomed to this kind of separation.
Xia Yuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, struck a match and lit it, took a sip and stuck it on the ground. As a farewell to Lao Zhao, he stood up and said: "What are you doing standing around here? Come here, what's going on, there's only one left."
Are the three of us sad? Dayong, scholar, come here and bury me for your Uncle Zhao so that he can be buried in peace."
Li Youcai went to the battalion headquarters. You can probably guess that he showed his hand, which shocked Li Youcai. At this moment, he was talking to Zhang Guangqi about his own affairs.
Xia Yuan looked at Zhao Shiguo lying on the ground, and suddenly felt that the so-called proof had become insignificant. The strength was within himself, so there was no need to prove it to others. What would happen if he proved it.
Just when they buried Li Youcai, news of the battle situation in the east came back. The 161st Battalion had been lost. The Japanese troops had arrived at the forward position and were guarding it. Japanese reinforcements were arriving non-stop.
The 161st Battalion is organizing a counterattack against the Japanese army, but has suffered heavy casualties and may have to retreat.
Once the friendly 161st Battalion begins to retreat, the friendly troops on the left and right sides of the 161st Battalion will face flank attacks by the enemy. Zhang Guangqi was shocked by Xia Yuan's shooting level. As Li Youcai said, with more than fifty
After firing bullets, more than fifty enemies were eliminated, and not a single shot was missed. In addition to shock, the rest was still shock.
Subsequently, the news that the 161st Battalion planned to retreat made Zhang Guangqi recover from the brief shock and frowned, "The Japanese army's attack was powerful, and the 161st Battalion's battle in Luodian also cost a lot."
They suffered huge casualties, and it is normal for them to be unable to hold on in the face of such a fierce Japanese offensive."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Youcai said: "If it weren't for Xia Yuan, our forward position might have fallen."
"One person is an army." Zhang Guangqi said with emotion: "It is unimaginable that there is such a soldier in the world, who can kill fifty enemies in an hour. If the Japanese army continues to attack, with him around, the casualties will definitely increase. Lao Lu is really
It was a big surprise to me that I got such a general."
Li Youcai added: "I think he has a solid base and is probably a good martial artist. His marksmanship is very good, but he doesn't know how to be good at boxing or kicking."
"Fists and kicks have limited effect on the battlefield. Marksmanship is the most important thing." Zhang Guangqi pondered for a moment and said: "Order the Second Company to strengthen the defense on the flanks and never let the Japanese troops come over. Also tell the brothers fighting on the front line.
, stick to your position and don’t let the Japanese troops cross the river.”
Not long after he issued this order, the Japanese army crossed the Sitang River and occupied positions along the Sitang River.
After burying Zhao Shiguo on a piece of earth on the bank of the river, Zheng Dayong tamped the ground with a shovel. With silence on his face, Xia Yuan walked to him and said, "Old Zhao's last wish is for you to take good care of yourself."
Live, do you still remember the first time we met?"
Zheng Dayong raised his head and remembered that night, Xia Yuan was like the God of War descending to earth, using a gun to eliminate a detachment of Japanese troops, which brought endless shock to his soul.
He nodded: "Remember."
Xia Yuan lit a cigarette, feeling the pungent nicotine, and said: "In order to save you, Lao Zhao has planned to sacrifice himself to buy you time. If I had not come that day, Lao Zhao might have died to save you.
You should be happy for him that he can survive until now."
"Time is a cycle, just like the sun in the sky, rising in the east and setting in the west. You can see him every morning. Maybe a few years later, you will meet someone who looks very similar to Lao Zhao. Maybe he is not
I know you, but that means he came to see you."
"Brother Yuan, is everything you said true?"
"Well, live well with his long-cherished wish, and if possible, avenge him."
"yes!"
The wilting Zheng Dayong regained his confidence, holding the Czech pose with firm eyes.
Xia Yuan turned his head and looked at the scholar. After burying Zhao Shiguo on the ground, the guy squatted on the ground without saying a word. The mud on his body had dried a lot. If he moved a little, the cracked mud on his body kept falling down.
It was already dawn, and the sun was shining brightly on the Sitang River. The scholar looked at the river in the distance, his eyes a little dull. Xia Yuan took one out of the Japanese cigarette box and handed it to him, "
When I feel depressed, I smoke a cigarette, and I slowly think about things that I can’t think about.”
"Ahem!"
The scholar didn't know how to smoke. He lit up and took a puff, and he choked himself. His face turned red, but he still endured it and smoked. He didn't know how to smoke. He sucked it into his mouth and spit it out.
, smoked one without thinking about anything else.
"Brother Yuan, give me another one."
"Go away, if you smoke like this, I can't even give you this pack." Xia Yuan stuffed the cigarette case into his pocket, held the cigarette in his mouth, inhaled it from his mouth and spit it out from his nose.
The scholar saw it as a novelty, but after a while he felt it didn't mean much and continued to remain silent.
He looked at Xia Yuan squatting on the ground, thought for a moment, and said, "Brother Yuan, tell me, who are we fighting for?"
Xia Yuan paused for a moment and asked curiously: "Why do you think so."
The scholar said: "These officials tied people to rocks with iron chains, and they couldn't run away even if they wanted to. When the Japanese devils rushed over, they could only hold their guns and fight with the Japanese devils. You said, we are fighting
For whom."
Xia Yuan's brows furrowed. Still having such trouble, he stood up and said, "Take me to have a look."
Even though he had been mentally prepared, when he saw this scene, he still felt a little more angry for no reason. Even though some of the soldiers were dead, they still had iron chains on their ankles and were firmly tied to the rocks.
The body was soaked in the mud and no one came to collect it.
He continued to walk forward and found many people one after another. Just like what the scholar said, these people were extremely thin and looked like they were neither human nor ghosts. They were covered in skin and bones and did not even have the strength to struggle.
, even if he is dead and has iron chains around his ankles, he cannot be taken away.
Xia Yuan was recruited into the team. Due to the system's tasks, he sought revenge from those people, but it was of no use, so he followed him to fight the Japanese. At least in terms of fighting the Japanese, he was relatively good in the country.
unified.
But I never expected that they would use this method to imprison soldiers.
These soldiers were tied to the rocks, unable to move, advance or retreat. Even if the sound of artillery shells sounded above their heads, they could not hide. They could only let the shells bombard them. There were too many such corpses in the muddy trenches.
Wearing iron chains and tightly tied to the rocks, many corpses were blown up by Japanese shells.
They couldn't run away. Faced with the shells falling above their heads, they could only lie down in the trench and pray that the shells would not hit them. Maybe they survived now, but when the Japanese devils rushed over, they would still die and no one would rescue them.
them.
This reminded him of the new military camp. There were hundreds of people in the new military camp. Although they were not tied with anklets, they had an invisible chain around their necks.
Xia Yuan seemed to understand why the scholar looked like this. He was confused as to why these people were fighting. It was his own compatriots who persecuted them, but they were more cruel than the Japanese devils.
In this way, it seems that there is no point in fighting or not.
Xia Yuan sighed. Anyone who sees this kind of thing can't help but have such questions in his heart.
It is indeed sad to think about such a life-threatening battle, and how their compatriots are persecuting them now. In the future, many people will not be willing to acknowledge their achievements.
They sat in the trench, no longer talking, and the air was somewhat silent.
In a low reed swamp on the other side, Mitani held the Type 97 sniper rifle and crawled on the ground. He carefully opened the reeds in front of him to reveal a gap. He placed the muzzle of the gun on the gap and observed through the scope.
National army position.
The forward position suffered a fierce attack from the Japanese army. Many Chinese soldiers were re-building trenches. His target was the Chinese commander and the Chinese who was good at shooting.
After observing around and finding no suspicious objects, Sangu decided to wait. Now the ordinary soldiers who shot and killed the Chinese would expose themselves, and the gain outweighed the losses. It was true that his target was the Chinese, but the Chinese sharpshooters
The priority should be higher.
Mitani had not yet observed the suspicious object, so he fell silent, waiting for the Japanese army to attack, waiting for the enemy to be exposed, and giving the enemy a fatal blow.
The wind picked up, blowing the surface of the river with sparkling ripples, making the sunlight appear brighter.
Xia Yuan did not comfort the scholar. He believed that by comforting the scholar, he was helping the Kuomintang to speak up. He himself had no feelings for the Kuomintang, so how could he help the Kuomintang to speak up.
It is a pity that those who really wanted to resist Japan sacrificed their lives, but became victims of the bald rule.