Under the illumination of the fire, the blood-stained Japanese soldiers' faces were covered with dirt, dust and smoke, which made them look even more ferocious. Almost all of their military uniforms that survived the battlefield turned into rags.
After almost an hour's rest, the Japanese soldiers who retreated to the village recovered a little strength. Under the command of the Japanese captain, they regrouped and prepared to break out of the encirclement.
Although the Japanese leader, Hirayama Kei, was still wearing the uniform of an aide-de-camp, it was also pitch black with gunpowder smoke, and it was hard to see the original color. However, his eyes were still cold and stern, and he stood there with a majesty that was not angry or majestic.
"Everyone stand at attention!"
The Japanese captain, whose head was wrapped in bleeding gauze, shouted coldly, and the frustrated Japanese soldiers all subconsciously stood up.
"Soldiers of the Japanese Empire! Raise your heads! Look at me!"
The Japanese captain's eyes slowly swept over the faces of these Japanese soldiers who were in such a state of embarrassment. He saw the pessimistic, disappointed and confused emotions of the Japanese soldiers in his eyes, and suddenly raised his voice and spoke.
The Japanese soldiers raised their heads one after another and looked at the captain, Hirayama Kei, who was now on the steps. They didn't know what their commander was going to say.
"Did you lose your morale after just one battle?" Jap Captain Hirayama Kei asked coldly.
Hearing the captain's question, the hungry and cold Japanese soldiers were extremely ashamed. They had been so high-spirited before, but now they have become like this, and no one can express their feelings.
"You are the best soldiers in the empire, and you should have the strongest will! It's just a small defeat, there is no need to be so depressed!"
The Japanese soldiers were very puzzled when they heard that Captain Hirayama Kei described a big defeat as a small defeat.
"The reinforcements sent by Captain Sano are already on the way, and the China Army will be completely wiped out soon! Victory still belongs to us!" Captain Kei Hirayama continued to roar excitedly.
Upon hearing the news, the Japanese soldiers were stunned for a moment, then started whispering among themselves, and the frustration on their faces slowly dissipated.
They were really unwilling to lose. They were looking forward to a comeback, but they really couldn't see hope before. Now they heard that reinforcements were coming, and their hearts were rekindled with hope.
"The harassment of the Chinese people made us tired and led to our defeat. This was a conspiracy of the Chinese people, but the defeat in the battle was a shame for our Pingshan Brigade. We also need to wash it away with the blood of the Chinese people. Now I order
You must break out alive and join the reinforcements! When we get supplies and ammunition, we will come back to avenge our shame!"
Under the inflammatory speech of Captain Hirayama Kei, the Japanese soldiers' eyes became sharp again, and they all clutched the rifles in their hands and shouted.
"Long live the Japanese Empire!" the Japanese soldiers' morale was greatly boosted.
"Now my order! Break out to the south! Move closer to the friendly forces!" Seeing that the morale of the Japanese soldiers had been restored a lot, Captain Hirayama Kei didn't waste any time and waved to the captain next to him.
"Hi Yi!" The Japanese captain bowed his head heavily, then turned to face the assembled Japanese soldiers and shouted: "Breakout!"
The Japanese soldiers' fighting spirit was rekindled in their hearts. As long as they reunited with friendly forces and obtained ammunition and supplies, they would fight back again. This was their vision. In their hearts, they still did not want to admit their defeat this time.
Under the leadership of the Japanese captain, Suzuki Yi and other more than a hundred Japanese soldiers who were still able to fight headed toward the south entrance of the village with murderous intent, trying to carve out a bloody path.
However, the Japanese soldiers who broke out in the darkness did not realize that their captain, Hirayama Kei, did not follow them, but went in the opposite direction under the protection of more than a dozen guards and staff officers.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
The Japanese captain leading the team was roaring. He knew that this was a suicide attack to cover the breakout. The real breakout was not in the south, but for the sake of his family, he had to lead the team to cover the breakout of Captain Kei Hirayama.
Following the captain's roar, the murderous Japanese soldiers rushed out of the village and charged towards the Subei Corps outside the village.
"Ready to fight! Prepare to fight!"
"Flare!"
Hearing the roar of wild beasts coming from the entrance of the village, the brothers of the Subei Corps who surrounded the Japanese soldiers also pulled the bolts of their guns one after another, feeling as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several captured flares rose into the sky, and under the pale light, the Japanese trapped in the village were howling to break out.
"That stupid little devil wants to run away, brothers, hit me!"
Seeing the little Jaap unexpectedly rush out, Zheng Gang, the commander of the first reserve battalion who had been thwarted in several attacks, felt that he had run through iron shoes and found nothing, and that he had obtained it without any effort. He was so excited that he almost jumped up to fight.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The heavy machine gun was the first to spit out tongues of flame, and the dark red fire chain was swept towards the Japanese.
The light machine guns, rifles and grenade launchers placed everywhere showed no sign of weakness and greeted the Japanese soldiers one after another.
For a moment, gunshots resounded like exploding beans through the quiet little village, and raindrops of bullets enveloped the Japanese.
The Japanese soldiers who were shouting and rushing out were hit by such a firepower net, and their thin bodies were quickly penetrated by bullets. Before a cloud of blood mist dissipated, another cloud of blood mist rose up.
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The Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in large numbers amidst the roar of bullets. Although the Japanese soldiers behind were still rushing out screaming, it was all in vain.
Facing such a dense firepower net, the Japanese who rushed out were quickly torn to pieces by bullets, and then curled up in various postures and fell into a pool of blood.
This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre. More than a hundred Japanese soldiers were all knocked down before they had even rushed out fifty meters.
When a sudden battle broke out in the south, intensive gunshots also rang out in the north. The Japanese captain Kei Hirayama, who was trying to break out of the encirclement east and west, was blocked by a network of firepower.
The village has been surrounded by officers and soldiers of the Jiangsu North Corps, with heavy troops deployed in every direction. The little cleverness played by the Japanese captain Hirayama Jing is not enough.
The Japanese captain, Hirayama Kei, stumbled and ran, but the whizzing bullets quickly found him. A bullet hit the bridge of his nose, and the entire bridge of his nose was immediately blasted with a bloody hole.
The impact of the bullet caused the Japanese captain Hirayama to fall down in the ditch beside the road, and the Japanese staff officers who tried to pull him were also beaten into leaky sieves by the bullets.
"Brothers, charge!"
Seeing that the Japanese soldiers had been hit by bullets and were unable to stand, the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps jumped out of their hiding places with bayonets drawn and rushed towards them from all directions.
Only a few dozen families said that the small village was not big, but they were completely controlled by the brothers and completely annihilated this group of Japanese who stubbornly resisted.
"Everywhere has been searched carefully! We can't let a single Japanese go!" Although most of the Japanese were killed when they broke out of the encirclement, the red-eyed brothers from the Subei Corps were still wandering around the houses with bayonets in hand, looking for the Japanese alive.
"Report, more than fifty corpses of wounded Japanese soldiers were found in the village..."
Soon, the brothers found wounded Japanese soldiers in a courtyard, but they were all dead, and every one of them had been stabbed to death with a bayonet.
"The little devil is really a two-legged beast. He even attacks his own wounded soldiers."
Seeing the wounded Japanese soldiers who were still bleeding all over their bodies, Zheng Gang, the first battalion commander of the reserve battalion who led the team into the village, couldn't help but curse.
When the Japanese soldiers broke through the encirclement, in order to avoid being dragged down by injured soldiers and worried that they would eventually fall into the hands of the guerrillas and some military information would be leaked, they killed them.
But what the Japanese captain Hirayama Jing didn't know was that he soon went to see the Lord of Hell along with the wounded soldiers who had been secretly executed by his order.