When Sun Fugui arrived, he was shocked when he saw the corpses piled as high as a hill.
Only then did I realize how brutal the battle last night was.
The ground was a mixture of rain and blood, with broken limbs and pits.
"Are you guys okay?" Sun Fugui didn't know how he asked this question. He looked at the pale Xing Shang and Che Zhihuan and waved his hands. Someone quickly started to set up fire points, and then someone started to return the fire.
The surviving Independent Division soldiers quickly moved out of the wet ground.
"Don't worry, it's okay. At least the position is still there." Xing Shang breathed out, "Okay, I'm going to take a nap first."
Che Zhihuan curled up the corners of his pale lips and said, "Brother Sun, the Japs should be unable to attack. In last night's battle, I don't believe that the Japs would not have suffered such heavy losses. We should also clean up what needs to be done."
Sun Fugui looked complicated and nodded, "Don't worry."
Sun Fugui brought the entire brigade with him this time, so he also believed that he could hold it.
However, the original location of the trench was full of corpses, including the corpses of thousands of soldiers from our own independent division. It was really a big project to sort out.
Sighing, "You two go down and have a good rest. For those brothers who still have hope, I will send them to the hospital."
"please."
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Looking at the already bright sky, Kimura's heart was bleeding.
"Shirota-kun, you and I seem to have failed?"
"Well, Kimura-kun, it probably failed."
The tone of the two men was filled with deep disappointment. The troops in their hands had been exhausted. Since they had not taken it down, they could only commit seppuku.
"It's not about it, it's not like it seems, it's really a failure!" Kimura closed his eyes and took out his sword, "This time, we can only make an appointment to see Amaterasu!"
"Okay, let's go together." Shirota smiled and took out his sword.
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When the battle damage figures were calculated, it was already afternoon, and Zhou Weiguo had also woken up from a long sleep.
The battle loss ratio is probably one to one.
How many people did they lose? How many people did the Japanese army lose? The Japanese army lost more people.
"Brother, the Japanese Kwantung Army is indeed different from other Japanese soldiers." Liu Zhihui looked at the numbers and sighed, "We gave them a night attack, and they also gave us a night attack! Moreover, it was a night attack regardless of casualties.
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"Well, this is enough to show that the Japanese Kwantung Army has a pride that other Japanese troops do not have." Zhou Weiguo frowned, "otherwise they would not do this."
"After all, they are the elite of the Japanese army."
"With such a battle loss, my heart bleeds. It should end as soon as possible, and it should end as soon as possible."
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Gan Xinda, also looked at the map.
The rain has lightened up a lot, and I'm afraid it will stop soon.
Then, when it stops, it's time to launch a general attack.
Enter from that pass and extend to both sides.
"Order, Sun Fugui's command, immediately clear the position and prepare for the general attack!"
"yes!"
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Umezu Yoshijiro looked at the telegram in his hand and was silent.
The two divisions fought non-stop all night.
Spent it all.
The two division commanders committed hara-kiri to express their gratitude to the emperor.
What else could he say?
"Your Excellency, Commander, once the rain stops, I'm afraid the independent division will start to attack." Yoshimoto Sadao said, "The top priority is still to regain the position in Area A!"
"I understand. Allocate one-third of the troops from each district. Combine the forces. We must take back District A!"
"Hi!"
Seeing his chief of staff go out, Umezu Yoshijiro also looked heartbroken.
Those two divisions were the largest number of troops he could use at the moment, but they were lost on the battlefield. It was impossible not to feel sad.
The Pacific battlefield is urgent.
He can only continuously dispatch troops to support.
But it was only then that he discovered that his troops were beginning to be stretched thin.
The independent division has indeed seized a good opportunity!
But in order to get back the defense of Zone A, he has already sacrificed two divisions. Then, he will not give up anymore, he must get this place back! Otherwise, his defense line can only shrink!
And that will become the shame of Umezu Yoshijiro.
Today, the Kwantung Army has never suffered a major defeat when encountering an independent division.
The Kwantung Army, the pride of the Kwantung Army! He cannot be defeated! Even if he dies in battle! He cannot be defeated!
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"All of you, only leave one-third of your troops to pretend to attack the front. The rest of you, all gather together and prepare to attack from the only defense point! Attack from the front and back!"
"good."
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"Master seat." Gan Xinda saw Zhou Weiguo and said, "I am going to mobilize troops and start the attack as soon as the rain stops."
"Yeah." Zhou Weiguo nodded, "But I think the rain won't stop for a while. Have you prepared enough supplies?"
"Master, please rest assured."
"Um."
"At the hospital, the doctors have to work harder."
"yes."
After walking out of the headquarters, Zhou Weiguo looked at the dim sky and frowned. What does this mean? Are you not allowed to attack?
Seeing that the rain, which had been lighter at first, became heavier again, Zhou Weiguo felt helpless in his heart. Of course, he believed that this was just a coincidence.
However, if you do this, you may miss many opportunities.
Sighing, helpless.
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"Yalu!" After receiving the order, the Japanese troops began to gather towards the captured position.
But when they saw the corpses of Japanese soldiers discarded casually outside the position, most people became angry.
"Kuromori-kun, what do you think?" A Japanese major general spoke and looked at another Japanese major general.
"There is nothing to say, just fight."
"But, the remains of the warriors?"
"Let's negotiate with the independent division. After all, they don't want these corpses to pile up all the time."
"It can only be the."
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"Hospitality, the Japanese sent someone to negotiate. They said they wanted to send someone to carry the Japanese's body."
Sun Fugui narrowed his eyes and said, "Promise them."
"yes."
He didn't have any idea about the corpse of the Japanese here.
This was similar to a suicide attack and he still admired the little Japs that their independent division had defeated, so he didn't make it more difficult.
"Old Tang?" Sun Fugui saw Tang Shan, "Why are you here?"
"Well, I'm ready to help you." Tangshan said, bringing some soldiers along the way, "If the rain doesn't stop, we won't have the chance to attack in a general attack, but the Japanese will definitely not give up this position! Last night's night attack proved it! I'm afraid of you.
If there is any loss here, Xinda will send me here."
Sun Fugui nodded, "Yeah." He looked to the other side, where the busy soldiers were carrying the bodies of his brothers, and sighed inwardly, "There are indeed too many sacrifices."
"This is war, how can there be no sacrifices? We must fight when we should fight! Otherwise, the Japanese would think that our independent division is easy to bully!"
"Haha, yes! If we should fight, we still have to fight! However, the Japanese reinforcements have also arrived. Maybe something will happen again tonight!"