Chapter 110 The Sichuan Army insists on getting it!
The glare of the flares was still dazzling, and the ground beneath my feet was retreating rapidly.
Yang Xiong held the Ghost Head Sword high and rushed to the forefront of the queue. When the battle reached this point, the entire regiment no longer needed his command on the battlefield. All they needed was his lead, leading them to charge to the death! Still that?
In short, from the moment they left Sichuan, the Sichuan soldiers had no intention of returning alive!
The Japanese military position opposite was silent, terrifyingly silent!
Behind the silence there may be a terrible storm, a devouring storm!
Yang Xiong felt fearless in his heart. The troops had already begun to charge. It was like a bullet that had been discharged from the chamber. There was no way it could be put back into the chamber. Now there was only one way left in front of them. Then charge, charge, and charge again.
, rush up as fast as possible, get into a ball with the little devils on the opposite side, and knock them down with bayonets!
"Kill..." Yang Xiong held up the ghost head sword with a ferocious expression.
"Kill, kill, kill..." More than two thousand officers and soldiers held bayonets, their eyes red.
In less than a minute, more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the guard regiment had already crossed the two-kilometer line of life and death like a whirlwind, and rushed into the Japanese positions outside Hanzhuang. However, before Yang Xiong and the entire regiment could be happy,
Dozens of bright searchlights suddenly lit up all around, and the white lights suddenly illuminated the entire position as bright as day.
"No, we were ambushed by the little Japs!" Yang Xiong was suddenly shocked.
Before Yang Xiong could give the order to retreat, fierce gunfire rang out all around. Nearly a hundred light and heavy machine guns formed a dense crossfire, raging wildly at the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the guard regiment. The heroic Sichuan soldiers seemed to be cut down.
The weeds fell down one by one and fell into a pool of blood.
"Stop shooting!" The intensive machine gun fire raged for more than ten minutes before the Japanese commander finally ordered a ceasefire.
At this time, most of the more than 2,000 Sichuan Army soldiers who entered the ambush circle were dead or wounded, and less than 200 of them were still standing. Many of them had been shot several times and were covered in blood. Yang Xiong stood on the ground with his sword, struggling to stand.
When he got up, he was also shot. A bullet passed through his right leg and completely broke his right leg bone.
"Surrender, Chinese!" the Japanese commander on the opposite side said in blunt Chinese, "You are soldiers worthy of admiration. The Imperial Japanese Army respects real soldiers. As long as you put down your weapons, the Imperial Army promises not to harm you. You
The injured can still receive timely treatment!”
"Surrender?" Yang Xiong looked back at the two hundred remaining soldiers behind him, and suddenly laughed, "You little devil asked us to surrender, haha."
"Hahaha..." The two hundred remaining soldiers suddenly started laughing hysterically, and many veterans were laughing with blood dripping from their mouths.
"There is not a single coward in our Sichuan Army!" Yang Xiong suddenly turned around, raised the ghost-headed sword high again, and then roared at the top of his lungs, "Guard regiment, attack..."
"Kill, kill, kill..." The two hundred remnant soldiers roared crazily, and followed Yang Xiong as they stumbled towards the Japanese soldiers in front.
The Japanese colonel on the opposite side coldly drew out his saber and moved forward. About two squadrons of Japanese infantrymen immediately ejected the bullets from their guns, and then faced the Sichuan soldiers with bayonets. Soon, the two armies
They were mixed together, the sharp blades were curling, the cold light was flashing, and a desperate fight was enacted in an instant.
In less than a minute, the brutal hand-to-hand combat was over.
Yang Xiong held the knife in both hands and knelt on one knee, panting violently. His wide-open eyes were still full of unyielding rage. There was no living Sichuan Army soldier beside him. These Sichuan Army soldiers were all good.
, no one turned their backs to the enemy, they really did it even if they died, they would die on the way to charge!
"Chinese people, stop resisting, put down your weapons and surrender."
The Japanese colonel strode up to Yang Xiong, his tone was cold, but his expression showed unabashed respect. The Japanese believed in the fanatical bushido spirit, but they also respected real warriors.
Yang Xiong raised his head slightly and stared at the Japanese colonel.
The pupils of the Japanese colonel shrank instantly, and the saber in his hand was slowly unsheathed. The sharp blade instantly reflected a dazzling cold light under the illumination of the searchlight. Although the Chinese opposite did not speak, the Japanese colonel had already seen from his eyes.
Li saw the answer. This Chinese would rather die in battle than surrender in humiliation!
Yang Xiong raised the ghost-headed sword again, looked up to the sky and howled: "Guard regiment, attack..."
"Sand!" A dazzling cold light flashed, and the Japanese colonel's bayonet had pierced Yang Xiong's abdomen like lightning. Yang Xiong's facial muscles twitched violently twice, his expression was still ferocious, but his eyes gradually became hollow, accompanied by a long sound
Sighing, the originally high head finally slowly drooped.
The Japanese colonel retracted his saber, and then suddenly stood upright towards Yang Xiong's still standing body. He saluted the most standard Japanese military salute, and the expression on his face was even more solemn. Although the opponent in front of him was a Chinese soldier, he was a true soldier.
A warrior, even if he is an enemy, he should get the respect he deserves!
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The long night finally passed.
When the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade got up for drills, the remnant soldiers of the 27th Group Army supported each other, wandered from the direction of Hanzhuang, and then trudged past the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade. Wherever the Sichuan Army officers and soldiers passed, the cold soil
Lines of bloody footprints were left on the road. Under the sunlight, these footprints reflected a heart-stopping bright red color.
Not far away, outside the station of the 6th Division of the Central Army, two major staff officers looked unhappy.
The taller major on the left said: "Damn it, these Sichuan guys know how to tell lies."
The shorter major on the right stretched out his hand proudly and said: "I have already said that it is impossible for Sichuan guys to win Hanzhuang. Now I have nothing to say. Give me money, give me money quickly, ten yuan!"
The tall major reluctantly took out ten dollars and gave it to the short major. Then he spat fiercely at the group of Sichuan Army remnants passing in front of him, and then cursed: "These cowards made me lose."
Ten dollars worth of money!"
The group of remnants of the Sichuan Army suddenly stopped, slowly turned around one by one, looked back, and stared straight at the tall major with extremely cold eyes. The tall major suddenly felt a little scared in his heart, and said sternly: "What are you looking at?
?You look like you have big eyes? You bunch of defeated soldiers, why don’t you get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of shiny leather boots suddenly stood in front of the tall major.
The tall major slowly raised his head, only to see that a stern-looking major general had appeared in front of him. He saw that the major general was wearing the uniform of the Central Army. When the tall major was about to stand at attention and salute, the major general could not help but wave his hands.
The two slaps were so hard that the tall major's teeth were knocked out.
"You..." the tall major spit out blood and said angrily, "Why do you beat someone?"
"I'm going to beat rubbish like you!" the major general said angrily, "You don't know how to respect others at all!"
After that, the major general strode towards the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade who were practicing, and shouted sternly: "Baoshan Brigade, all assemble!"
Naturally, this major general was Yue Weihan. When Yue Weihan gave an order, thousands of Baoshan Brigade officers and soldiers who were training nearby immediately ran over and formed an emergency formation. Yue Weihan strode to the heavily guarded queue of Baoshan Brigade, stood at attention and turned around.
Then he suddenly saluted the remnants of the Sichuan Army, and at the same time looked up to the sky and howled: "Salute to the heroic Sichuan Army brothers...!"
"Bang bang bang!" Thousands of Baoshan Brigade officers and soldiers raised their guns at the same time and paid the highest military salute to the remnants of the Sichuan Army.
"After the ceremony!" Yue Weihan suddenly put down his right hand and immediately roared angrily, "Sichuan Army, I want it! I insist on it!"
The officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade immediately started shouting like a tsunami. The eyes of the remnant soldiers of the Sichuan Army turned red instantly. Some of them burst into tears. The leading major of the Sichuan Army gave an order, and all the remnants of the Sichuan Army immediately moved toward the Baoshan Brigade.
The officers and soldiers stood at attention and returned the salute, then turned around and then limped forward, but their pace was obviously much firmer than before.
When Yue Weihan was sighing, there was suddenly the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him.
"Master, that's him!" Yue Weihan heard the sound and turned around, only to see the tall major who had been beaten just now coming back. As he walked away, he pointed at Yue Weihan and complained to the lieutenant general and commander beside him, "It was him who was beaten just now.
He slapped me twice! Master, he slapped not only my face, but also the face of our 6th Division!"
"You?" When the Lieutenant General saw it was Yue Weihan, he frowned and said, "Yue Weihan, why are you beating someone?"
"Hitting him is too easy!" Yue Weihan said, "If he were from our Baoshan Brigade, I would have killed him long ago!"
"Even if he should be shot, it is still our 6th Division's business. It seems that it is not your turn to intervene, right?" the lieutenant general and division commander said coldly.
"Your people deserve discipline." Yue Weihan responded coldly, "I will take care of it for you, the brigade commander!"
"Yue Weihan, are you too overbearing?" The lieutenant general and commander were obviously angered.
"This is the temper of this brigade commander. What's going on?" Yue Weihan glared at the lieutenant general like a wolf and said, "If you don't accept it, you can go to Commander Li and sue me!"
Having said that, Yue Weihan ignored the lieutenant general and commander, turned back to the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade who were lined up on the playground and said: "Listen to me, don't meet this kind of bullshit staff officer who has never been on the front line again and only knows how to kill people."
, regardless of the position or military rank, just slap the ears with both ears, do you hear me?"
"I heard it! I heard it! I heard it!" The officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Brigade responded loudly. When they looked at the major staff officer, their eyes had become like wolves. The tall major instinctively covered his hands with his hands.
Lao Gao's cheeks swelled up, and he took two steps back to hide behind the lieutenant general.
"A bunch of bandits!" the lieutenant general snorted from his nostrils, turned around and left.
Everyone knows that Yue Weihan is a fellow countryman of Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, and his anti-Japanese achievements are unparalleled. Besides, this matter was originally his fault. If we really want to make trouble with Chief Li, Yue Weihan will definitely not be the first to take the lead.