The battlefield was filled with shouts of killing. Hu Yongjun led the soldiers of the 11th Company and struggled with the Japanese, biting their mouths, stabbing them with bayonets, and smashing their rifle butts.
After several rounds, Hu Yongjun was injured in many places. The most serious one was a stab wound in his abdomen. The pain was so painful that Hu Yongjun could not straighten his back. Although his hands were still strong, his legs were weak and trembling uncontrollably.
When the fifth Japanese soldier rushed towards Hu Yongjun, Hu Yongjun knew that he would not be spared.
Strength in the hands is useless. Weakness in the legs and feet means that the lower body is unstable. When thrusting, a block can knock you to the ground, and then you will be slaughtered by the enemy.
Hu Yongjun seemed to accept this, so he did not catch the Japanese's bayonet, but threw his gun in the direction of the Japanese. Taking advantage of the Japanese's opportunity to block the shot, he rushed up and hugged the Japanese.
The Japs' reaction was also quick. They immediately threw away the long spear that was no longer needed, pulled out a short blade from under their feet and plunged it into Hu Yongjun's abdomen... Experienced veterans knew that this kind of military spur would appear in hand-to-hand combat.
When the rifle cannot be retracted, a short blade is often equipped on the foot just in case.
The devil's evil smile came from behind the gas mask. He seemed very proud of his preparation, so in his eyes, the outcome of this melee was destined from the beginning.
But the Japanese were obviously too proud.
Hu Yongjun endured the severe pain and wrapped one hand around the Japanese. He wiped the Japanese's face with his other hand, took off his gas mask and threw it a few meters away.
The Japanese who had his mask taken off was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and immediately became crazy. He screamed hysterically and struggled to throw Hu Yongjun away, while holding a short blade in his hand and stabbing Hu Yongjun continuously.
One knife, another knife, another knife.
Waves of heartbreaking pain came from his abdomen, and Hu Yongjun couldn't help but want to cover the wound or grab the Japanese hand to make him stop.
But Hu Yongjun did not do this.
Because he knew that as long as he let go, the Japanese might break free and find the gas mask in time to put it on.
Hu Yongjun laughed heartily, spitting blood from his mouth, raised his head and shouted at the surrounding soldiers with his last breath: "Comrades, take off the Japanese mask and use your back!"
As he spoke, there was no sound.
Even after taking his last breath, Hu Yongjun still held the Japanese tightly with his hands. No matter how hard the Japanese struggled or rolled, it was to no avail. In the end, he could only let out a wailing cry and was gradually drowned in the poisonous gas.
Sun Ming, who was watching this evening through the telescope, couldn't help but burst into tears, but he cursed loudly:
"Fuck you Hu Yongjun, how dare you disobey military orders! What's your first day as a soldier? Come back here and see if I don't remove you from your post!"
"Come back here if you have the guts!"
"How can you be a good man if you hide and don't dare to see me?"
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In this battle, Sun Ming's four battalions suffered more than 300 casualties, most of whom were injured by poison gas.
The devils released mustard gas bombs, known as the king of poison gases.
If this thing is inhaled in large doses, the whole body will be poisoned to death on the spot. Even if it is not inhaled, it will be absorbed by the skin and cause erythema, edema, blistering, erosion, and necrosis...
Therefore, in principle, they lose combat effectiveness near poison gas bombs.
And this is not just a matter of losing combat effectiveness, because skin ulceration and loss of protective barrier make it easy to die from bacterial infection in today's environment.
Li Yunlong was originally very confident in the Yuncheng headquarters.
After he fired more than fifty rounds of artillery shells in Yuncheng, he felt that the battle was secure.
Because the artillery observers on the front line excitedly reported: "Accurate hit, most of the enemy's firepower was knocked out by our army, well done!"
Then the charge trumpet was blown outside the city again, and the soldiers shouted loudly and rushed towards the Japanese position...
Li Yunlong happily said to Zhao Gang: "How about it, Lao Zhao, do you have two brushes?"
Zhao Gang put down the phone and replied: "Look at how proud you are, if you hadn't learned some lessons from Xiaodongbei, would you have used Sun Ming's troops from the fourth battalion to carry out the main attack?"
"Hey!" Li Yunlong's eyes widened: "Learning from experience is learning, and commanding is commanding! I can successfully direct this battle to Xiaodongbei and make the Japanese scream, that's my ability! Don't be unconvinced!"
Zhao Gang agrees with this, because if there were another commander, he might not be like Li Yunlong, a regiment leader who humbles himself to learn from his subordinates.
Therefore, this can really be regarded as Li Yunlong's ability.
When Li Yunlong saw that Zhao Gang was silent, he knew that the nerd agreed with his words, so he said to the correspondent in a high-spirited voice: "Get the fourth battalion commander and let him beat him hard. Don't leave me any chance! Do it well with the first and second battalions." Prepare for battle. After the fourth battalion rushes into the enemy's trenches, they will immediately provide reinforcements and not give the Japanese any chance to breathe!"
"Yes!" the correspondent responded and was about to convey the order.
However, at this moment, another correspondent who answered the phone suddenly stood up from his chair, looked at Li Yunlong in horror, and reported: "Captain, the Japanese used poison gas bombs..."
Li Yunlong's face, which had been smiling just now, immediately darkened, and he immediately ordered: "Retreat, order the fourth battalion to withdraw immediately!"
This is Li Yunlong's commanding quality. He knows that at all times he should first consider the troops on the front line and issue orders, and he must endure even if he loses his temper.
But after giving the order, Li Yunlong couldn't help it anymore. He walked back and forth in the headquarters with his hands behind his back, and then it exploded like a lit explosive:
"Fuck you little brat! You're just playing dirty tricks with me when you know it's not going to work! If you can't afford it, go back to your own doghouse!"
"If I fall into my hands, I will skin this bastard alive..."
After scolding me for a while, I still felt unsatisfied, so I ordered: "Order the artillerymen to beat me hard!"
Li Yunlong's order was not purely to discourage him, but he believed that the Japanese had also stored a batch of poison gas bombs on the battlefield. If they fired a batch of artillery shells, they might be lucky enough to detonate one or two poison gas bombs.
However, this order was not implemented immediately, because the correspondent reported the next second: "Captain, the 11th Company disobeyed the order to retreat and went up!"
Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and praised: "Well done! You are indeed my soldier!"
Of course Li Yunlong knew why the 11th Company wanted to go up.
In fact, the retreat orders issued by Li Yunlong and Sun Ming were inappropriate. The poison gas bombs were hit in the middle of the team, and the 11th Company in front had no way out from the beginning.
Because as soon as you retreat, you have to pass through the poison gas control area. Needless to say, the result is that you will either die from the poison gas on the spot or die in pain after returning. It is better to fight with the Japanese.
It's not that Li Yunlong and Sun Ming don't know this truth, it's just that they can't give this order.