Most of the soldiers were obedient and used bullets to kill their enemies. Some, like any other, enjoyed the pleasure of piercing the enemy's body with military spikes.
…
When Heiichiro Kabe walked to the battlefield, he found that the so-called Shina people did not follow the spirit of bushido and fight with his warriors, but continued to fight with rifles. He became angry.
"Ya Lu!"
When the chief of staff next to him saw the scene in front of him, he knew that the 11th Division had suffered heavy casualties this time. It was very likely that it would be directly disabled, just like the 5th, 10th, and 13th Divisions before.
Rebuilding. So, he grabbed Heiichiro Kazube who was about to rush forward and said, "Your Excellency, division commander, retreat!"
"Ya Lu! Let me go!"
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we have lost! Look, warriors! How many are left!"
Hearing this, Heiichiro Kazube calmed down. He seemed to have really underestimated the Chinese troops. He was a little frustrated and said, "Retreat." After retreating, what was waiting for him might be returning to his country to retire.
"Hi!"
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But retreat is not that easy, especially when the two armies are in close combat.
"Brother Shuisheng, look, I killed another one!" Zhu Zhu said with a smile. At this time, he was already out of breath from exhaustion. After all, he had run so far, fought with the Japanese for so long, and just escaped.
Half a day of bombing.
"Yeah." Shuisheng nodded. Zhuzi was 3 years younger than him. They were friends from the same village since childhood. They joined the army together to defend Laiyang. At the beginning, the news that Qingfeng Village was a regular army of the independent division had already
The news had spread for a long time. Under the protection of Qingfeng Village, their village's life was much easier. So, he joined the independent division.
"Yalu!" The Japs wanted to retreat, but were unable to retreat. The ferocity in their hearts was aroused. A Japs roared, pulled the safety guard, and fired a shot in the direction of the pillar.
"Ah!" Zhuzhu shouted.
At this time, Shui Sheng had already reacted and fired a shot in the direction of the Japs. When he saw the Japs falling, Shui Sheng pulled the pillar back.
Seeing that Zhu Zhu was hit in the calf, he took out his first aid kit, cut off Zhu Zhu's trouser legs, disinfected the wound, and then simply bandaged it and said, "Zhu Zhu, you are here, don't go any further."
"Okay." Zhuzi grinned and said helplessly.
"Yeah." Shuisheng nodded, and then moved forward. As a hunter, he has always been very sensitive to danger. He rolled and dodged a bullet, then squatted and fired in the direction of the bullet.
One shot.
Regardless of whether the shot just hit or not, Shui Sheng was already running in that direction.
At this time, he met a Japanese sergeant who shouted and slashed at Shui Sheng with his saber. Shui Sheng took a step forward, quickly pulled out the spurs on his boots, lowered himself, and stabbed the Japanese soldier in the abdomen with a sharp sword.
After pounding it for a few times, he pulled out the military thorn.
The Japs nearby were stunned for a moment when they saw this. Even though they had brutally killed Chinese people in the past, they felt that Shuisheng was really violent like this. The most terrifying thing was that such people were enemies. They looked at each other.
He glanced at him, then slashed his bayonet and attacked Shuisheng.
As an excellent hunter, finding the weaknesses of prey is a basic skill. Likewise, as an excellent marksman, Shui Sheng drew the pistol from his waist.
“Wow Karimahita!”
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December 15, 1938, 10 o'clock in the evening.
Tianjin, the headquarters of the Japanese North China Front.
Sugiyama Gen looked at the telegram in his hand, sighed, and said, "Let's talk about it. If you have any suggestions."
The senior Japanese officers in the headquarters were speechless for a while. With the cooperation of the air force, they were caught off guard by the independent division. One division actually suffered a loss of over 10,000 yuan.
From this point of view, the plan to besiege Laiyang with 100,000 troops this time is likely to go bankrupt.
"Your Excellency, Commander." Yamashita Fengwen stood up, "At this moment, we have to use special weapons."
"What do you mean? Gas bombs?" Sugiyama Yuan frowned and said, "The power of poison gas bombs is actually not that great. That time in Linyi was due to the early morning hours and the unpreparedness of the Chinese army, which dropped extremely high concentrations of gas bombs.
Poison gas bombs, but now, we have used poison gas bombs many times on the battlefield in China."
"No," Yamashita Fengwen said, "I'm talking about the 731st Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Unit of the Kwantung Army stationed in Manchuria."
