"Tuanzuo, there are more than a dozen Japs up there..."
A brother disguised in a sack rushed back from the front with his waist high and brought back news about the Japanese soldiers.
Yang Ling, the regiment leader, also personally led a combat company into the battlefield and charged into the battle himself.
In many tough battles, not only regiment commanders like Yang Ling, but also division commanders and army commanders would personally lead the charge.
In the blood station with the little devil, there was even a group army commander who died for his country in the charge. On the battlefield, for the sake of victory, there has long been no distinction between officers and ordinary soldiers. They are all brothers who share life and death, and go to the national disaster together.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were still guarding a hilltop without collapse. Yang Ling was also shocked by the tenacity and ferocity of the young Japanese soldiers. If it weren't for their large number, the outcome of this battle would have been uncertain.
But now victory is destined to belong to the Chinese officers and soldiers. More than 10,000 of the Japanese 106th Division have died, and now only two to three thousand remain, and they will not be able to survive for long.
"Huzi, take a few brothers and sneak up from the left. We'll attract the Japs' attention from the front..."
Dealing with more than a dozen little Japanese who were stubbornly resisting was just a matter of easy capture. Yang Ling really didn't take it to heart and quickly made tactical arrangements.
"Yes!" Huzi greeted his brothers lying in the weeds behind him suicidally: "You, you, you guys, come with me..."
Soon, Hu Zi took a few brothers and took a detour. Yang Ling saw that it was almost done and asked the brothers behind him to disperse.
A gray-faced Japanese soldier was half sticking his head out of the foxhole and looking around.
In a large crater behind him, other Japanese soldiers were resting limply, looking extremely weak.
The fierce attack of the Chinese ** team beat them to pieces, and now the entire mountainous area is engaged in fierce fighting.
Their team originally had more than fifty people, but in just one day of fighting, most of them were lost, leaving only a dozen defeated soldiers who retreated here.
Their commanders at all levels have all died in the battle. The person commanding these more than ten Japanese soldiers at this moment is just an experienced old Japanese soldier, just a superior soldier.
The continuous fighting caused heavy casualties to the Japanese soldiers, and many squadrons and squads were wiped out. If they had not run fast, they would have been killed by the desperate Chinese officers and soldiers.
Now they have been temporarily reorganized, and their task is to guard this small highland and serve as an outpost.
The Japs troops who have retreated to the core area are being reorganized. Although there are less than 3,000 troops left, every little Japs who can escape is strong, so they still have fighting ability.
As long as they hold on for a day or two, the troops to support them will come over, and they will be able to survive by then.
Although the officers have said more than once that the relief troops will arrive soon, the Japanese soldiers who are now holding on to the position are numb, and they no longer have any hope of being able to break through and survive.
The reason why they haven't collapsed until now is that in addition to strict military law constraints, they only have a subconscious persistence because they have nowhere to escape.
The Chinese troops are attacking from all directions, fierce fighting is going on in every direction, and the Chinese officers and soldiers who used to be as weak as sheep have exploded with astonishing fighting power.
Thinking that their team had lost its position last night before they could even hold on for a quarter of an hour, this made them feel shame and shame.
When did the invincible Imperial Army of Japan become so miserable? The defeat in the battle made it impossible for them, who had always maintained a sense of superiority, to face such a huge psychological gap, and their morale was extremely low.
They have been chasing the Chinese troops and can easily defeat the Chinese officers and soldiers, forcing them to flee.
But now the situation was reversed, and they had to retreat after a fierce attack, and then retreat again.
Going back, there was no way out, because the Chinese army on the other side had already attacked from the other direction. The constant defeats on the battlefield made the arrogant them feel the breath of death and fear for the first time.
"Don't be discouraged, our Imperial Japanese Army is invincible..."
Facing the soldiers with low morale, the old Japanese in charge of this outpost position was still encouraging them.
But even the old devil himself didn't believe that they could rush out alive. His words were so unconvincing, and it was like this when they were defeated like a mountain.
When a brave and skilled troop was wiped out by the squadron in front of their eyes, the shock to them was incomparable.
Those powerful field regiments have been wiped out, and even the regiments have been burned down. Is there really any hope?
"boom!"
The dull sound of gunfire broke the Japs soldiers' thoughts, and a fountain of blood spurted over, splashing them all over, and it was hot.
The Japanese soldier who poked half of his head out to look out was already lying in the foxhole, and down the gentle slope not far away, dozens of Chinese officers and soldiers were rushing towards him like hungry wolves.
"China Army!" The old Japanese were also horrified. Chinese officers and soldiers actually jumped right in front of their noses.
The Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they all fell down on the ground as quickly as possible, pulled the bolts of their rifles and prepared to shoot.
"Whizzing!"
"ah!"
Before the Japs soldiers could fire a single shot, hot bullets flew up. Several Japs were immediately hit with bloody holes in their bodies and rolled over in the crater wailing.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
The old devil's face became ferocious and twisted, and he knew that he had to stop them, otherwise they would all die.
The Japanese soldiers panicked and fired, but the Chinese officers and soldiers took turns to cover and rushed forward, and their bullets all missed.
Seeing that none of them had hit the target, it inadvertently aggravated the panic of the Japanese soldiers.
Just as the Japanese soldiers were about to pull their guns and fire the second shot, Huzi and several of his brothers rushed towards the bomb crater where the Japanese were hiding from the flanks with fierce faces on their faces.
Seeing the grenades held high in Huzi's hands, the Japs all changed their colors.
They clearly remembered that a few Chinese officers and soldiers holding grenades rushed in and blew up their own team.
The Japanese soldiers had instinctively feared these Chinese officers and soldiers who were rushing towards us with grenades. They were a group of life-threatening lunatics.
"They have grenades, run!"
The Japanese soldiers even forgot to shoot. After being stunned for a few seconds, one of the Japanese soldiers became frightened and began to encourage the others to run away.
The Japs did not dare to run alone, as they would be shot. The terrified Japs yelled like this, and the other Japs reacted one after another, turned around and ran away.
The Japanese soldiers were frightened. Although Huzi and the others did not pull the fuse, the Japanese soldiers were still frightened. They turned around and started running away, leaving their position behind.
The old Japanese wanted to yell and stop him, but he swallowed his words. He grabbed his gun and stumbled away. He was not an officer, so why should he stay here and die.
"Puff puff!"
The Japanese soldiers' escape was a stupid decision. They exposed their backs.
A row of bullets flew past, and several of them were hit and fell to the ground. The falling of their companions scared the living Japanese to death. They threw away their guns one by one and ran away in a panic.
When Yang Ling and the others rushed to the small high ground out of breath, only the backs of the little Japs were left alive. Five of the Japs had been beaten to death, and the brothers were finishing their wounds.
"Damn it, I haven't even pulled the string yet, and it's already gone!" Huzi cursed angrily.
Who knew they would scare away the Japs as soon as they took out the grenades? If they had known this, why would they have fought so hard?