All the Japanese squadrons have already entered the attack position. In the shelter of the endless fields and wilderness where the cold wind is whistling, the Japanese soldiers have their bullets loaded and their bayonets unsheathed, squatting together and waiting for the order to attack.
Across the rivers and fields from the Japanese were the frontline troops of the Northern Jiangsu Corps. In those trenches and machine gun bunkers, the brothers were well prepared.
A new battalion quietly added to the defense lines, enhancing the defense thickness and strength of the front lines, making the brothers who were originally guarding the various areas feel more at ease.
The battlefield in the main film is very quiet, and even the cold shots that fired from time to time have stopped. There is only the whistling cold wind blowing by the ears, and the chilly atmosphere permeates the air.
"Brother, where are you from?"
Watching the brothers in the new class loading bullets into their guns in silence, a platoon leader with a cigarette in his mouth broke the silence in the trench.
"Yunnan, formerly from the 60th Army." The new squad leader spoke in a very stiff Mandarin, which surprised the platoon leader who asked the question.
"That's quite far, thousands of miles away from here." When the platoon leader heard that the brothers fighting alongside him came from a far away place, he immediately became interested and handed over a cigarette with a smile.
The squad leader from Yunnan took it and said thank you.
Although the brothers around him came from different places, when they heard that this squad leader was actually from Yunnan, they all looked sideways and turned their attention here.
"Speaking of the fact that we fought side by side against the Japanese. When we were in Taierzhuang, our flanking positions were your brothers from the 60th Army. I even went to your positions. Later we were ordered to retreat. Later, we kept moving to fight, and we never saw them again.
Better than your brothers from the 60th Army." The veteran platoon leader opened his chatter as if reminiscing.
Hearing that this platoon leader had also fought against Taierzhuang, the silent squad leader sighed heavily and said with some sadness: "After you left, we fought with the Japs for several days, and then the regiment asked me to go
Asking for help, there were Japs everywhere and I couldn’t find reinforcements. I had to go back. When I returned to the position, everyone on the position was already dead..."
"I couldn't find the troops, so I stayed nearby to inquire about their whereabouts. Later, I heard that more than 20,000 people died in the battle of our 60th Army. Many officers were killed in the battle, and those who were still alive had been evacuated to Wuhan. I wanted to go
I was looking for the army, but there were Japs everywhere. I had no money and was afraid that I would be regarded as a deserter if I went back, so I ended up in northern Jiangsu with the refugees."
Hearing the words of this squad leader from Yunnan, many guerrilla officers and soldiers in the trenches felt the same way. Many of them were broken up by various units and had to stay behind enemy lines.
"Brother, as long as we drive the little devils out of China, we can all go home!" The platoon leader didn't know what to say. He was stunned for a while before patting the Yunnan squad leader's shoulder and comforting him.
The platoon leader turned his head to the brothers who were holding rifles tightly and said: "Brothers, the little devils don't regard us Chinese as human beings. If they want to occupy our land and make us subjugated slaves, you tell us, can we agree?
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"No!" The brothers in the trenches all shouted in unison.
"Okay, they are not cowards!" The platoon leader pointed to the outside of the trench and said: "The little devil is right opposite us now, and he will rush over soon. What do you think we should do?"
"Kill!" The platoon leader answered with a low roar filled with murderous intent.
"Okay, then let's go on a killing spree today, so that the little devils can see how powerful our Chinese men are!" The platoon leader threw away the cigarette in his hand, pulled out his bayonet, put the bayonet on the rifle and tightened it with a squeak.
Full of ruthlessness.
The brothers in the trenches don't know much about so-called patriotism, but they know that they are soldiers and uphold the responsibilities of a soldier.
The brothers in the trenches all pulled out their bayonets from their scabbards, mounted the bayonets on their rifles and locked them, waiting with murderous intent.
The Japanese artillery shells arrived as promised, blasting towards the exposed guerrilla positions everywhere with a shrill roar.
There was only one artillery squadron under the Pingshan Brigade, and the Type 92 infantry artillery fired continuously. The Japanese artillery almost loaded the shells against the hot chamber gas at a very fast speed.
Amidst the roaring sound of the earth shaking, groups of mushroom clouds rose up. The guerrilla fortifications encountered fierce bombing, and sandbags were flung away lightly.
An artillery shell fell into the mud pond, causing the mud to fly. In just a few breaths, the entire direction of the guerrilla position was enveloped in gunpowder smoke and explosion dust.
The Japanese artillery bombed targets everywhere at the fastest speed. The entire guerrilla defense line was shaking. Many fortifications were penetrated by high-explosive bombs and turned into ruins.
After the Japanese's high-explosive bombs came the incendiary bombs. Those incendiary bombs made the grass crackle into flames, and the flames flew wildly, scorching the ground black.
The battlefield that had been peaceful before was suddenly rumbled, the brothers' ears were buzzing, and smoke-emitting craters appeared everywhere.
The Japanese were also desperate this time, as if they wanted to use up all the artillery shells. The artillery shells were covering the guerrilla position back and forth, and they were determined to blow the position to pieces.
Although the anti-gun trenches were reinforced with logs and covered with at least half a meter of soil, many were still blown open and the logs were blown away under such bombardment.
The brothers are no longer the same group of farmers who ran away in fear when they heard the sound of gunfire when they first entered the battlefield. Fighting of various intensities has almost never stopped since Huaiyin, and they have already fought.
Although the Japanese shelling was fierce, and from time to time there were screams from Tibetan soldiers whose trenches were blasted away, the brothers guarding the entire front remained calm and did not move.
The Japanese stopped the bombardment after bombing for more than ten minutes. After firing several groups of smoke grenades to cover the charge, the Japanese infantry commanders drew out their sabers and pressed forward almost at the same time.
On the two-kilometer-long defense line, the Japs with squads and squadrons as combat units jumped out quickly without any hesitation after receiving the order to attack.
Those muddy ponds, ditches and rivers could no longer stop the Japs' assault. For a moment, everywhere in sight was a large black mass of Japs soldiers running forward.
The Japanese soldiers had received a death order, so the momentum of the charge was full of murderous intent. They wanted to pounce on them and tear the guarding guerrillas to pieces to defend their honor.
The Japanese squadron-level commanders also joined the charge, which undoubtedly boosted morale even more.
Seeing the Japanese soldiers swooping forward along the entire defense line, a sneer flashed across the face of the Japanese captain Hirayama Kei. This time he wanted to see how those Chinese troops who only knew how to make small moves could resist.
The Japanese leader, Hirayama Kei, secretly despised the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps that fought against them, because he felt that the Northern Jiangsu Corps' victory always relied on opportunism.
As long as there is an upright decisive battle, he can crush the Northern Jiangsu Corps, so he made a desperate move this time and pressed all the troops up, and the entire front was pressed together, leaving no room for maneuver for the Northern Jiangsu Corps.
Now there are only two choices left for the Subei Corps, either to retreat and escape, or to stay in place and be eliminated by him. He must use absolute strength to defeat the opponent and show the power of the Imperial Army of Japan!