The battle at Wanjialing started in various places. The attacking Chinese troops shouted the slogan "annihilate the Matsuura Division!" and charged forward one after another.
The little Japanese who had become trapped beasts also realized that this was a critical moment of life and death. Dragging their tired and hungry bodies, they held on to various positions and fought desperately with Chinese officers and soldiers.
Chinese troops from all walks of life are well fed and have high morale. On the other hand, the Japanese soldiers have been exhausted from many days of fighting and their strength has been greatly reduced.
Although the Japs resisted very tenaciously, Chinese officers and soldiers still captured the Japs' positions one after another, compressing the Japs' living space.
Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the sound of gunfire kept ringing on the vast battlefield. The flashes of explosions reflected the ferocious outlines of the mountains from time to time, and the smell of blood became richer.
"Kill Gaigai..."
The Japanese's shouts of killing had become pale and weak, their murderous intent was gone, only dry howls were left, and they tried to fight back.
But there were too many Chinese officers and soldiers. They poured out of the darkness from all directions and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers' position. The two sides soon collided with each other.
Bayonet against bayonet, fist against fist, this is a head-to-head bloody battle, and no victory is easy.
Behind every victory are the bones of our brothers. In this cruel night, countless fresh lives disappeared in the cold light of bayonets...
The Japanese counterattack was defeated. The brothers rolled up to the Japanese position. After carrying bayonets and killing the remaining Japanese one by one, they collapsed on the ground as if exhausted. Their bodies were soaked with sweat and blood, and they were breathing heavily.
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"Kill!"
In the darkness in the distance, there was another loud shouting of killing, mixed with the chirping of the Japanese. It must be a friendly force fighting the Japanese.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The Type 92 heavy machine gun roared in tremors, and the sound came from far away. In the field of vision of the brothers, they saw an invisible figure falling in front of those scarlet ballistics.
A company commander struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at the two sides fighting nearby, looked back at the exhausted brothers, and asked: "Brothers, can we still fight?"
The brothers were indeed exhausted from exhaustion. They attacked forward non-stop, conquering trenches one after another and bunkers one after another. They fought for most of the night, and their faces were full of fatigue.
But after hearing the company commander's words, they all cheered up and stood up.
"Company commander, we can still fight!" The brothers' reply was firm. As long as there was still one little Japanese alive, they could not stop their attack.
The company commander looked at these brothers who were charging towards them with blood and fire, and he felt proud in his heart: "Okay! They are all tough men. Come on, let's go over and help our brother troops!"
Soon, the brothers who had just finished a battle and had not had time to take a breath once again got into the darkness and pounced on the nearby battle group. They were still fighting.
Near Matsuura Junrokuro's division headquarters, a small Chinese death squad unit that had penetrated in accidentally pounced here.
"There is a village somewhere! Brothers! Fight in!"
The leading captain and company commander saw the heavily guarded small village and suddenly appeared near the Japanese division headquarters with only a few dozen remaining brothers.
"Company Commander, it looks like there are quite a few Japanese..."
Some brothers couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at the Japanese soldiers who were waiting sternly behind the sandbags.
The company commander then remembered that his troops had almost suffered losses when they arrived here, but the one who could be stationed in the village must be a big fish, so he was reluctant to give up like this.
"Let's contain it from the front, and you guys can go to the back and attack in!" The company commander was unwilling to give up here and made a decision quickly.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. The little Japs are at the end of their tether. As long as there is a fight here, our friendly troops will soon come to support..." The company commander was encouraging the brothers and also encouraging himself.
In the dark night, they kept attacking forward. Who knew if there were friendly troops nearby, but since they encountered the Japanese soldiers, there was no reason to give up.
The Chinese troops who attacked each way were crazy and red-eyed. They didn't bother to care how many Japanese soldiers were on the opposite side. They just fought forward.
If they were unable to defeat them and died, then friendly forces would definitely come over and continue to fight, and there would always be times when the Japanese couldn't hold on.
For the long-awaited victory and for the reward for the thousands of sacrificed brothers, every Chinese officer and soldier who participated in the war put life and death at risk.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Da da da!"
Gunshots suddenly rang out, and a Japanese patrol that was about to return to the village encountered a sudden fire attack, and five or six people were killed immediately.
"There are enemies! There are enemies!"
Facing the sudden appearance of Chinese officers and soldiers, the security troops directly under the division were frightened, and they all fired back at the place where the gunfire was flashing.
"what happened?"
The division commander Matsuura Junrokuro was holding a stack of telegrams requesting help from each company in his hand. The sudden sound of gunfire made his expression change. Could it be that the Chinese ** team had already attacked here? He was shocked.
Amidst the gunfire like exploding beans, a Japanese soldier rushed into the house panting.
"General...General, a small force from that army is coming."
Hearing that it was a small force from the Chinese Army, Junrokuro Matsuura breathed a sigh of relief, and then ordered angrily: "Destroy them! Leave no one behind!"
"Hey Yi!" The Japanese soldiers turned around and rushed into the darkness.
There were messy footsteps and shouts of orders outside the house. A group of soldiers were dispatched to fight outside the village, and the village became quiet.
"Has there been any reply from the Commander?"
The fierce gunfire disturbed Matsuura Junrokuro. He sat down and asked the staff officer beside him.
"General, the commander called us back and told us to stand firm and wait for reinforcements. The planes will come over to bomb the China Army at dawn... The Saegi Detachment, the Suzuki Detachment, and the Heyu Detachment have all made an all-out advance and have now broken through two China Army blocking defense lines...
"
Before Junroku Matsuura finished listening, he waved his hand to interrupt the staff officer. He now looked extremely impatient.
"Okay, let's stop here. Send the news that the reinforcements are about to arrive to all the troops and ask them to hold on."
The staff officer's lips trembled, but he finally turned around and carried out the order.
"Akiyama-san, do you think we can break out?"
Matsuura Junrokuro turned his attention to the chief of staff, Colonel Yoshitaka Akiyama, who was sitting silently aside.
Colonel Yoshitaka Akiyama looked at the haggard and tired Matsuura Junrokuro, pulled out his ancestral samurai sword, and murmured to himself: "General, I am not satisfied with what you said, I have already done it."
In preparation for being loyal to His Majesty the Emperor..."
"Boom!"
An explosion suddenly sounded outside the house, and then a row of bullets came over. The guard standing at the door was shot and fell to the ground.
"Brothers! Charge!" The shouts of Chinese officers and soldiers sounded outside.
"Protect the general!" Chief of Staff Akiyama Yoshitaka was also shocked. Why did the Chinese army suddenly come here? He suddenly stood up and blocked the door.
"Puff!"
Two hot bullets flew over from the darkness and penetrated the body of Chief of Staff Akiyama Yoshitaka. His body swayed and he sat down against the wooden door.
"Haha, it looks like a big fish!" A brother rushed over excitedly.
"Da da da..." The Japanese machine gun on the roof reacted, and a string of fierce bullets swept down.