The brothers in the reserve camp of the Northern Jiangsu Corps almost didn't have time to take a breath before they threw themselves into the battlefield because they knew that the brothers in front were fighting against the Japanese and they had to go up and help.
Although the brothers in the reserve camp knew that their brothers and the Japanese were fighting badly, when they stepped onto the battlefield, they realized what a mountain of corpses and sea of blood it was.
At the beginning, there were only corpses scattered in twos and threes in the fields, trenches and ditches. There were brothers from the guerrilla corps and Japanese soldiers wearing cotton-padded clothes.
The brothers who came in with reinforcements trotted towards the core of the battlefield, leaving some people behind to spread out to check whether any of the brothers who had fallen everywhere were still alive.
But they ran forward less than a kilometer when the strong bloody smell enveloped them, and piles of corpses appeared around them.
Many corpses were scattered radially around the crater, and many of the corpses were so bloody that they were difficult to identify.
The closer we got to the center of the battlefield, the more tragic the battle became. Many brothers had been killed in the struggle with the Japanese, but they were still staring with anger on their faces.
The charred soil and the red-stained ditches were surrounded by corpses. Brothers from the two battalions were fighting bloody battles with the Japanese on this land.
"boom!"
Scattered gunshots were still coming from the smoke in front. Many of the brothers who rushed forward were dead, and the remaining Japanese were searching for survivors.
"Brothers! Get over here!" Zheng Gang, the commander of the first reserve battalion, his eyes red, ran away towards the place where the gunshots were heard.
Zheng Gang, the commander of the first battalion of the reserve battalion, was originally the deputy battalion commander of the main battalion of the main battalion, and was a life-and-death hero with many of his brothers in the bloody battle.
Along the way, he saw many familiar faces lying dead in a pool of blood. His face was full of vengeful anger. He wanted to avenge his brothers!
"Reinforcements...our reinforcements..."
Seeing the brothers from the reserve camp appearing on the battlefield like a tide, many guerrilla officers and soldiers who were trapped in a bitter battle seemed to see light in the darkness, and shed tears of excitement.
But when they saw the reinforcements coming, those brothers who had been fighting hard against the Japanese could no longer hold on. They collapsed on the ground one by one, wiping away tears as they watched these energetic brothers walk away from them.
He passed by and pounced on the Japanese.
The exhausted Japanese soldiers also fought fiercely in the melee. They were staggering as if they were drunk. They were still moving slowly in the direction of the guerrillas. They were still attacking.
But when they heard the deafening shouts of killing coming from ahead and the angry guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing out of the smoke, they were stunned.
Japanese Private Suzuki Takeshi looked at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were rushing to kill him. His mentality collapsed after he had been fighting hard.
Why are there so many Chinese officers and soldiers? Where did they come from?
"Bang bang bang..."
Seeing more than a dozen little devils covered in blood appearing in front of them, the brothers in the reserve camp hardly hesitated and started fighting them.
A row of bullets roared out of the muzzle, and with the dull sound of the bullets entering the flesh, blood spattered, and the Japanese who were stunned on the spot were shot and staggered to the ground.
The dull sound of gunfire finally awoke the Japanese soldiers from the huge shock. Seeing the guerrillas rushing down the mountain like tigers, he no longer had the slightest belief in resisting. He just wanted to escape and escape from here quickly.
The few remaining Japanese soldiers, like Suzuki Takeshi, rolled and crawled towards the distance and began to escape, while the officers and soldiers of the reserve battalion were shooting from behind.
However, the officers and soldiers in the reserve battalion were all reorganized from the local armed forces in the Huaiyin area. They lacked training and their shooting accuracy was horribly poor.
Facing the little Japanese who were fleeing more than a hundred meters away, the bullets caused the soil to fly, but they did not hit anyone. The platoon leader was so angry that he cursed loudly.
No matter how good or bad the shooting skills of the brothers in the reserve camp are, their appearance on the battlefield is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the little Japanese who have been fighting hard for so long.
"Report, a large number of Chinese Army troops appeared in front, and the third infantry squadron has been defeated..."
When a little Japanese soldier covered in blood stumbled up to the Japanese leader, Hirayama Kei, and reported the news of the arrival of guerrilla reinforcements, Hirayama Kei barely fainted.
They put all their troops on the battlefield. He thought that the main force of the guerrilla army was on the opposite side, and he wanted to fight with the main force and destroy the opponent.
However, after fighting for a long time in a daze, and seeing that the opponent was about to be completely wiped out, he suddenly discovered that it was only a part of the opponent's troops, and the opponent's main force had been standing still in the distance.
Can the now exhausted troops be able to stop the opponent's new force? Without even thinking about it, the answer is no.
Their troops have been fighting from last night until nightfall, almost all day and night. They have suffered heavy losses and are no longer able to continue fighting.
"Report, a large group of Chinese troops have been spotted on the flank, and they are moving towards my rear..." Soon, another Japanese soldier who had been wandering on the edge of the battlefield reported new news.
"Your Excellency, captain, retreat quickly. If we don't retreat, our brigade will be in danger of being surrounded!" The Japs' combat officer watched the captain Hirayama Kei being stunned for a long time without speaking, and couldn't help but say.
Now they all understand that the troops no longer have any combat effectiveness, and now that the guerrilla army has new troops entering the battlefield, that will be the last straw that breaks them.
"Evacuate! Evacuate to Daqiao Village immediately!"
After reacting, the Japanese leader Keiya Hirayama knew that it was not wise to fight again, so he immediately issued a retreat order.
In fact, before the order from the Japanese commander Hirayama Kei reached the scattered battlefields, the Japanese everywhere had already begun to retreat on their own like bereft dogs.
The Japanese soldiers were not fools. If they fought hard, they would be destroyed, so they withdrew without receiving an order.
Under the dim dusk, groups of Japanese soldiers began to flee for their lives to the rear, and behind them were the brothers from the reserve camp with murderous faces on their faces.
The Japs were so tired that many of them fell down while running and could not get up again. However, their companions were busy running for their lives, and there was no chance to care about them. The Japs who were tumbling to the ground let out desperate cries.
howl.
"No prisoners, no prisoners alive!"
Every officer of the reserve battalion rushing forward emphasized loudly, because they wanted to avenge those brothers who died in battle!
The brothers in the reserve camp pushed forward almost all the way, and the Japanese no longer had the strength to put up any resistance.
If the Japanese were still able to counterattack when Shen Biao and others fought back before, now they have completely lost the power to resist and can only flee in a panic.
The brothers who were chasing did not hold back at all. The bullets whizzed, knocking the escaping Japanese soldiers to the ground one by one. They beat the Japanese soldiers until their souls were gone, and they regretted that their parents had lost two legs.
The entire pursuit lasted until nightfall, and the Japanese commander Hirayama Kei and nearly two hundred remaining Japanese soldiers were surrounded in Daqiao Village.
The rest of the Japanese in the Pingshan Brigade have either been killed on the battlefield, or have been scattered and are being pursued by the guerrillas.
In just one day, the full Hirayama brigade was completely crippled by two battalions of the guerrilla corps through suicide attacks, and it was only a matter of time before they were annihilated.