Thousands of arrogant Japanese soldiers from the Maruyama Brigade spent a torturous night in the swampy mountainous area. Fortunately, at dawn, those elusive attackers also disappeared without a trace.
Even though every Japanese soldier was fierce and scary, human physical strength had its limits after all. Continuous fighting had exhausted them to the extreme. As Yang Ling and the others evacuated, the tense nerves of the Japanese finally relaxed.
The shambling Japanese soldiers briefly organized themselves and counted their casualties before starting to move again. Although they were still exhausted, the expressions on their faces were obviously much more relaxed.
Although the true and false traps on the road ahead still exist, in the face of those experienced vanguard search troops, there has been no news of any casualties in the past hour.
The messenger from the brigade headquarters rushed to the front of the team along the mountain road and spread the news of the approach of the 106th Division to the team. The morale of the team with low morale was obviously much better, and many troops burst into wild beast-like cheers.
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As the day dawned, there seemed to be more good news, allowing these Japanese soldiers who had been in panic all day long to finally regain some energy.
The artillery behind me was rumbling, and the gunshots were getting closer and closer. It was the troops of the pursuing 74th Army who were chasing after me.
However, the Japanese soldiers marching on the mountain road did not worry too much, because the brigade commander Maruyama Masao had already dispatched the Mori Heavy Brigade to block the attack.
Although the blocking force of the Mori Major Brigade was broken through several holes last night, the pursuing 74th Army also exhausted its strength in the fierce battle in Minshan and was unable to expand the results.
As several reinforcements passed by, the rear defense line that had been broken through by the 74th Army was once again impregnable, and the two sides just marched and fought.
The Japanese soldiers who had not been attacked were obviously in a much better mood. They swore viciously when they heard the roaring explosions coming from behind.
When they arrived in Ruichang, they received the ammunition and then rushed back to teach the Chinese troops who were pushing their limits a lesson.
The retreating Maruyama brigade team dragged its feet for more than ten miles. Ono Ichiro's vanguard brigade was almost out of the mountainous area, while the Mori major brigade at the rear was still fighting with the pursuing 74th Army more than ten miles away.
During the day, Yang Ling and others lost the ability to sneak attack the Japanese. The brothers who had been fighting all night returned to the predetermined meeting point one after another.
In a damp forest covered with rotting leaves, the tired and haggard brothers came back with a little excitement. They were in twos and threes, and there were also whole classes and rows.
When we arrived at the woods where we were scheduled to gather, some people collapsed on the ground from exhaustion and fell asleep, while others leaned against tree stumps and excitedly chatted with each other about last night's results.
They continuously attacked the Japanese troops last night, and each of them made great gains. The joy of victory covered up the fatigue of the body.
"You don't know that the Japanese were so bombed by us that they almost called us grandpas." A brother waved his arms enthusiastically, and his words were spitting.
"Our fighting was not bad. I killed at least ten Japanese, maybe even more. When it got dark, I just ran away after beating them. I was too lazy to count them later."
"I also killed a Japanese official. I hid in the grass on the roadside and stabbed him to death with one knife. The Japanese did not catch up with me." "Fake Japanese" Wang Dongming also showed off proudly.
"You fake devil, you're really good at it." The brothers around him all looked at Wang Dongming, a usually polite brother, with praise.
The veterans who have been through countless hells have also come back one after another. They appear more calm and experienced. They sit down and close their eyes to rest and stop talking.
But the brothers all know that these veterans are very powerful, and they must have killed as many Japanese as they did.
Wang Huzi and other company platoon leaders also returned happily. Most of them brought more than a dozen brothers and heavy weapons, which could cause the greatest damage to the Japanese.
The brothers who were still alive all returned to the forest where they were scheduled to gather one after another. Some brothers could not come back because they missed the attack on the Japanese and died in the mountains.
"Vice-deputy!"
"Sir!"
Yang Ling came back in disguise, with a strong smell of blood all over his body, and the blood stains visible to the naked eye made the tattered military uniform even more dilapidated.
"Regiment deputy, you are injured." Medical platoon leader Xizi saw the blood all over Yang Ling's body and hurried up to ask him to check. The hearts of the brothers around him were also in their throats.
"It's all the blood of those beasts, I'm fine." Yang Ling stretched out his hand to stop Xizi from groping randomly on his body, which made the brothers feel relieved.
The brothers who came back were all haggard, covered in burnt black bodies, and some were stained with blood. The old brothers, Wang Huzi, Shunzi, Blacksmith and others were all still there, but the size of the team had also shrunk a lot.
There will be casualties in wars, even if they can no longer be controlled, they cannot be avoided. However, compared with those desperate battles in the past, their current casualties have dropped a lot.
"Write down the names of the brothers who died and report them later." Yang Ling ordered the adjutant.
The war is still going on and is inevitable. The only thing Yang Ling can do is to report the brothers who died, and then their families can receive a pension from the local county government in exchange for their lives. This is the only way to
Done.
Brothers have long been accustomed to life and death, especially those veterans who have been through hell countless times and have become numb to casualties. They mechanically complete one task after another and fight one battle after another until they are killed or the war is over.
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"Brothers, you fought very well last night. You killed many Japanese soldiers and showed the majesty of our Chinese soldiers! You did a good job of letting the little devils taste our power."
Yang Ling gave a thumbs up to these scarred brothers. On the battlefield where human lives are at stake, this is what they deserve.
The brothers were praised by the commander Yang Ling. These tough men were very happy and excited. After all, this was a recognition of their achievements.
Although they did not fight the Japanese so hard to get such an innocuous praise, the brothers couldn't help but straighten their chests and feel proud.
"We fought against the 9th Division where the Maruyama Brigade is located when we were in Shanghai. It is said that enemies never get together. This time they hit the hands of our brothers, we can't let them go!"
Although Yang Ling and the others had chewed off a large piece of meat from the Maruyama Brigade last night, Yang Ling also discovered the plight of the Japanese who were short of ammunition, and he did not want to let them go.
"Sir Yang, just tell me how to fight. Our brothers will accompany you until the end!"
Zhang Heizi, whose arm was stabbed by a Japanese knife, lowered his left hand weakly, but his tone was extremely firm.
The combat quality of their brothers in the former security group was not as good as that of the veterans in Yang Ling's army. Although they were mainly responsible for leading the attack teams, they also suffered a lot.
Zhang Heizi is now completely at odds with the Japs, so as long as he wants to fight the Japs, he dares to rush forward even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.