"What kind of black tiger ripped out the heart?" Not only Ren Ran, but also the soldiers behind him were shocked.
This black tiger is not so easy to pull out. Although the 16th Division has been severely damaged, it still has the 19th and 20th Infantry Regiments, as well as the 20th Cavalry Regiment, engineers, baggage, communications,
There are more than 10,000 people in the health and other troops.
The combat effectiveness they unleashed at this critical moment of life and death has been witnessed by everyone in the 10th Infantry Division. Now that a battalion of Ren Ran is allowed to go deep into the tiger's den to carry out such a beheading operation, the danger can be imagined. If they are not careful, these more than 600 soldiers
A person will be completely submerged without even a bubble popping up.
Peng Zeyuan did not rush him, he just looked at them quietly, but his heart was not so calm. Peng Zeyuan had always had an ambition in his heart, which was to build the 10th Division into something like the 102nd Infantry Division.
The 5th Infantry Division, or even the 101st Armored Division, is a trump card. When the 101st Armored Division and the Huben Division are mentioned in China today, everyone will give a thumbs up and call them a good guy. But if you ask about the 10th Infantry Division, it is
Not many people knew about it, which made Peng Zeyuan always regretful in his heart.
Now the opportunity has finally come. The current 16th Division has become a tired and remnant force. If we can take advantage of this great opportunity to completely annihilate the 16th Division, then the 10th Infantry Division will surely become as fierce as a tiger.
The division also became famous internationally and became a recognized ace unit.
You must know that this is using a division's troops to completely annihilate a division. This honor and record are an honor that even the Tiger Division has never had. To annihilate alone and to annihilate with other troops are two completely different concepts.
At that time, even the Huben Division was one head lower than the 10th Infantry Division.
If you want to completely annihilate the 16th Division, beheading is the most effective way. If you want to execute this action, Ren Ran and his battalion in front of you are the sharpest knives. Thinking of this, Peng Zeyuan's eyes
It's brighter.
Ren Ran glanced back and saw the firm expressions and meaningless gazes of the brothers. Ren Ran turned his head and looked at Peng Zeyuan and said calmly: "Master, our battalion has taken over this job."
"Okay, when you come back victorious, I will toast you personally." Seeing Ren Ran's indifferent expression, Peng Zeyuan couldn't help but feel a trace of apology in his heart. Was he too selfish? He sent more than 600 soldiers into the army just for a false name.
Dangerous situation. But Peng Zeyuan immediately encouraged himself in his heart: "Everything is for the 10th Division and for the honor of the 10th Division. It is all worth it."
"Okay, I'll give you half an hour to prepare. After half an hour, I will order the artillery to open a passage for you on the right wing. You will break through from there, and then go straight to the headquarters of the 16th Division behind Maojia Lane.
Department, do you understand?”
Ren Ran also said solemnly: "I understand that I don't know whether the first battalion can complete the mission, but I can guarantee that no one in the first battalion will withdraw from the battle alive before the mission is completed."
"Okay, if you are ambitious, when you come back after completing your mission, I will personally take credit for you." Peng Zeyuan stepped forward, patted Ren Ran on the shoulder and praised loudly.
When the gunfire from the artillery regiment rang out and gradually extended backwards, more than 600 warriors from the first battalion immediately followed the passage of the artillery blast towards the Japanese army headquarters and killed them.
"Dear Kazuko, the Chinese attacks are becoming more and more fierce. Most of my three teams have been killed or injured. This may be the last time I write you a diary. You must take good care of our son Masao and let him
When I grow up, I will continue to serve the emperor.”
The sky was getting dark. On the position of the 9th Regiment of the Japanese Army, Lieutenant Matsui Jiro was sitting in a collapsed house. Facing the weak firelight outside, he closed the camera in his hand and sighed slightly.
, he didn’t know how long he could live. He had asked his fellow countrymen to take this notebook back home and give it to his wife in Kyoto if he was killed in battle. He would give it to his three-year-old son when he grows up.
The sound of artillery outside slowly weakened. These Chinese people were really crazy this time. They actually dropped so many bombs on this collapsed place. Matsui Jiro closed the note and put it in his leather bag.
Li walked out to see what was going on, but as soon as he reached the door, he noticed a group of dark figures coming in front of him. Sensing something bad, Chanting Jiro was just about to fire his pistol when he was hit by a dense oncoming bullet.
Chanting Jiro, who was lying in a pool of blood, felt a soldier coming to him in a daze. A Chinese soldier turned around and didn't know what he said to the officer behind him, so he took Matsui Jiro's leather bag from his bag.
He took out the notebook and handed it to the officer next to him.
"That's my notebook. Return it to me quickly. It's what I left for my son." Jiro, who was chanting on the occasion of Sumeru, stretched out his hand to the officer anxiously and weakly. He saw the officer's disgusted expression.
He took out his pistol and pointed it at Jiro Chansuke. The "touch" was a shot, and Jiro Chansuke fell into eternal darkness.
"Platoon leader, what did the kid say in his notes?" a soldier asked the platoon leader Wu Chengfeng curiously.
After Wu Chengfeng flipped through his notes, his face turned livid. Although Wu Chengfeng didn't know Japanese, the characters in the small Japanese book were basically derived from Chinese, and some of the characters were the same as Chinese characters. "Assholes, these beasts,
I have no conscience." Wu Chengfeng's face turned even darker, and he almost wanted to tear up the notebook on the spot. But he thought about it and put it in his arms, and continued to fight forward with the soldiers.
"This is already the fifteenth day since we arrived outside Nanjing. The mood of the soldiers is very low. Nanjing has been unable to attack. Today, it was attacked and surrounded by the Chinese. Our division suffered heavy losses, many of them
Everyone is ready to sacrifice their lives for His Majesty the Emperor.
Outside the camp, the soldiers were teasing the newly captured Chinese women, but the cries of those women were very disturbing. Now the chief and the military police have completely ignored it, and instead joined them. Maybe this is our last chance.
It’s time. Mr. Kondo was very excited yesterday and personally led a team to raid a nearby village. He brought all these women back. He gave me a beautiful Chinese girl, but I untied her bundle.
After the rope, she resisted fiercely and scratched my face, which made me feel very unhappy. Damn China woman. After I enjoyed it, I gave it to the soldiers outside. I heard that she was played by more than thirty people.
Then he died. The dinner was served with the hearts that had just been dug out of those men. The taste was quite delicious. Xiao Lin also specially found a Chinese kid to kill him. The meat tasted very tender. It was probably the best I have ever eaten.
Great meat, but it’s a pity that we don’t know how long we can live.
Tonight it was my turn to lead the patrol. When I walked out of the military camp, I could hear the cries of Chinese women everywhere. What the imperial soldiers needed most at this time was to vent, and the captured Chinese became the best targets.
Chinese women were brought back to the military camps and given to the soldiers to enjoy. This is very good for improving morale. However, some soldiers are simply a shame to our empire. They are so crazy that they even want an old woman in her sixties. When I saw it, I went straight up.
Killed the old woman and slapped the soldier twice. The Chinese men have no use at all except to embolden the imperial soldiers. I chopped off the heads of three Chinese men with a knife this afternoon. It felt great.
Kondo-kun handed over the captured Chinese men to the soldiers to practice assassination. Each man was stabbed dozens of times, and finally he stabbed their vital parts to kill them. Recently, it has been very unsafe for patrols to go out.
A small force of the Chinese army has arrived nearby. After Kondo-kun brought back the last batch of women, there are no living Chinese in the area dozens of kilometers away. The chief ordered us to build simple defenses and wait for reinforcements. This is
There is no other way. In the past five days, we and the Ninth Division have launched countless counterattacks but have not been able to overcome the Chinese army's defense line. Under the fierce firepower of the Chinese, we have suffered heavy losses. The number of troops has dropped by half, and our combat effectiveness has been reduced.
There are even fewer soldiers. The camp is full of wounded soldiers who cannot be treated. And their reinforcements are getting more and more. We no longer have the ability to continue the attack and are forced to switch to defense. At this time, I miss my wife back home.
I and my son really want to kill all these hateful Chinese people and go home as soon as possible."
After the war, this notebook was handed over to Su Tong. Later, it was spread by Chahar Daily and media from various countries. Matsui Jiro became famous all over the world. This was unprecedented when Matsui Jiro wrote this notebook.
Thought-of.
Wu Chengfeng led more than 30 of his brothers and rushed to the front of the team again. The platoon he led was already a veritable sharp knife platoon. As the saying goes, a soldier is a raging enemy, and a general is raging in a den. Wu Chengfeng, who has only been in the army for a year,
After so many bloody battles, he has grown into a real elite veteran. Under his leadership, his platoon has gradually formed a sharp knife that fights fiercely, rushes, and pursues fiercely, and is deeply loved by the camp.
I always think of him every time I have a difficult task, and today is no exception.
At this time, in the headquarters of the 16th Division, the chief of staff, Colonel Mitsuo Nakazawa, walked in quickly and said to the division commander, Lieutenant General Nakajima Imago, who was sitting quietly in the headquarters: "Report to the division commander.
Your Excellency, we received a call from the Sixth Division. They were stubbornly blocked by the Chinese army in the direction of Tangjiaying, and their attack was blocked. However, Your Excellency Hisao Tani assured that their troops will definitely break through the Chinese position before noon tomorrow."
"Yes." Nakajima nodded and asked, "What's the situation of the Guoqi detachment?"
"Reporting to the division commander, the situation of the Guoqi detachment is similar to that of the Sixth Division. They are currently blocked in the direction of the sandbank, but Major General Noboru Kunisaki also said that they will definitely break through the Chinese defense line tomorrow."
"Yo Xi," Nakajima Kongo said with a satisfied smile, "The Chinese want to eat us in one bite. They want to get beauty. When our reinforcements arrive tomorrow, we will give them a flower in the middle and a counter-encirclement, hahaha."
Nakajima Jingo was so proud that he had no idea that a team of hundreds of people was heading towards his headquarters at this moment.