"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, the Chinese attack is too fierce and they are heading towards the headquarters. Let's leave quickly. If we are late, it will be too late!" shouted a staff officer.
Asaburo Kobayashi shook his head and said: "You go, I want to stay here to fulfill my promise!"
"Chief of Staff, you can't die. General Fujii just made a joke. Don't take it too seriously," the staff officer said.
Xiao Lin shook his head sadly and said: "The war has become so corrupt that I have an unshirkable responsibility. I can only die to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor. Gentlemen, please take care of me!"
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, things may not turn around. As long as we hold on until dawn, we can get an airdrop from the plane." Another officer said.
"Airdrop? Do you think a few transport planes can rescue the entire Seventh Army? See you in the next life!" Xiao Lin said sadly.
After saying this, Xiao Lin slowly unbuttoned his clothes, wrapped a piece of white cloth around his lower abdomen, and then took out the short knife he carried with him.
boom!
Not far away, a mortar shell exploded near the tent, and the huge explosion sounded in his ears, but Xiaolin didn't seem to notice it and stabbed the dagger into his belly.
…
At the same time, there was chaos in Yamashita Fengfumi's headquarters.
"Oh my God! When did the Chinese have so many cannons? It's terrible!" a staff officer shouted.
Yamashita Fengwen slowly put down the telescope, his face ashen.
"Your Excellency, Commander, the Chinese have entered our army's position, you must evacuate as soon as possible!" Another middle-aged staff officer came over and said.
"Evacuate? It's not time yet." Yamashita Fengwen said.
At this time, a signal soldier rushed in and said in a trembling voice: "Chief of Staff Xiaolin... had a caesarean section..."
Yamashita Fengwen was startled when he heard this. After a while, he sighed and said, "I understand."
"Your Excellency, Commander, we have failed and must retreat immediately, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous." Another staff officer said.
"Failed? No! We have not failed yet!" Yamashita Fengwen clenched his fists and said word by word.
The staff officer said: "Your Excellency, Commander, we have lost almost all ammunition, food, and medicines. Can we still turn the tide of the war?"
"Is there anything impossible? I have asked the aviation regiment to take off urgently to airdrop supplies to our army. At the same time, we will bomb the artillery position of the new regiment at the eastern foot of Hunchun Ridge. As soon as the air force fighter planes arrive, we can turn defeat into victory!"
"But your Excellency, Commander, the troops in front have collapsed, and where we are is also very dangerous." The staff officer added.
Yamashita Fengwen said: "Immediately ordered everyone in the special operations division to regroup and form a defense line in front of the command post. They must block the Chinese charge. The rest of the troops immediately went around behind the special operations division to regroup. In this battle, we
Haven’t lost yet!”
"Hai!"
Although he did not think that his troops could win, the staff officer still faithfully carried out Yamashita Fengfumi's orders.
Fifteen minutes later, the remaining 500 men of the 57th Special Operations Division reorganized into five squadrons and established a defense line in front of Yamashita Fengwen's command post.
It has to be said that although the Japs' special forces cannot be compared with the Langya, they are much stronger than the ordinary Japs. With the defense line formed hastily by these broken defeated soldiers, they actually blocked the attack of the new group.
Although they did not have much ammunition, these Japanese special forces rifles were accurate and they were extremely proficient in using submachine guns, which posed a great obstacle to the new group.
The two sides began a fierce exchange of fire not far from the Yamashita Fengwen headquarters.
Half an hour later, the special operations division began to run out of ammunition, its firepower weakened, and a new regiment began to advance again. At this time, the roar of aircraft was faintly heard in the air.
…
Huang Shouxin looked down the mountain with his binoculars and saw some Japanese soldiers setting up three piles of bonfires in the open space.
Huang Shouxin was very happy and thought to himself that the little devil was going to airdrop, so I told him to steal the chicken but lose the rice instead!
Thinking of this, Huang Shouxin called a platoon leader over and whispered in the platoon leader's ear.
After a while, the platoon leader and his men also lit three bonfires in the area controlled by their side.
Dozens of Japanese transport planes appeared in the sky. The Japanese pilots arrived over the battlefield and prepared to airdrop. However, they turned around and around, and in accordance with the agreement with Yamashita Fengfumi, they airdropped to where three piles of bonfires were lit, but the ground
However, two font-shaped bonfires appeared, which made it impossible for the Japanese pilots to determine which one was their own bonfire and which was the enemy's bonfire.
Seeing that the fuel was getting less and less, the pilot had no choice but to throw half of his fuel in front of two square-shaped fires, and then walked away. The other Japanese pilots also followed suit and dropped half of their fuel at each of the two locations.
After throwing in half, it flew away.
But at this time, there was a strong wind in the sky. The Japs had only received half of the airdropped supplies. When the strong wind blew, a lot of supplies were blown to the new regiment's position. In this way, most of the supplies dropped by the Japs were cheaper.
Got a new group.
At this moment, Huang Shouxin discovered that two air-dropped boxes had fallen into the middle of the battlefield. The Japs were going crazy and kept moving closer to the two boxes. These Japs knew that the air-dropped supplies were their only hope of persisting.
They had to get it at all costs, and a new group of soldiers on the front line used heavy machine guns to block it, and Japanese soldiers kept falling on the road.
Huang Shouxin heard Yang Banan shouting from a distance: "Brothers, we can't let the Japanese take the supplies back! Beat me hard!"
Two Type 92 heavy machine guns intertwined into a large net that harvested lives, knocking down the Japanese who came up one by one. However, the Japanese came one after another, and one of the boxes was still snatched by a Japanese who was not afraid of death. He carried it on his shoulder and fought hard toward
Run back.
"We can't let him take away the supplies!"
Huang Shouxin saw that Yang Banan had someone bring the mortar over and fire at the escaping Japanese.
"Boom~boom!"
The shell exploded next to the running Japanese. The Japanese was extremely alert and dodged. However, the mortars fired three times again. This time, no matter how alert the Japanese was, he could not escape the bombardment.
He was blown away by the artillery shell, the box he was carrying on his shoulders was blown open, and the military uniforms inside flew in the air, and finally fell to the ground.
"Haha..." Huang Shouxin laughed, and Wang Husheng on the side asked: "Xiao Huang, what is so funny? Tell me."
Huang Shouxin said with a smile: "Haha, the Japanese have killed so many people, but in the end they are robbing a few military uniforms. If this old Japanese soldier Yamashita Fengwen finds out, he will be so angry that he vomits blood!"
"Ah? Let me see!"
Wang Husheng also raised his telescope and looked down the mountain. When he saw the military uniforms on the ground, Wang Husheng also laughed happily.
"This little devil is quite funny. The airdrop is actually a military coat."
"Political Commissar, Battalion Commander, I'm back!" The platoon leader who was sent out came in excitedly. Behind him, the soldiers came in carrying boxes one by one, but they turned out to be the supplies that the Japanese airdropped just now. Now
But most of them fell into the hands of the new group.
Wang Husheng said: "Hey, look what kind of gift the little devil has given us."
The soldiers pried open the boxes one by one and found that there were two boxes of Japanese cans, one box of medicine, two boxes of pistol bullets, and the rest were bullets for the Type 38 rifle and Japanese military uniforms.
Huang Shouxin said: "After fighting all night, I happened to be hungry, so I opened two cans for me."
A soldier pried open two cans with a bayonet. Huang Shouxin took the cans over. When he smelled them, Huang Shouxin almost vomited.
"Damn it, what does it smell like? Why does it smell so bad?" Huang Shouxin said.
Wang Husheng used a bayonet to cut out a bit of the can, put it on the tip of his tongue and tasted it, frowning.
Wang Husheng said: "This is a can made by the little devil by mixing duck blood and hybrid rice."
Huang Shouxin also cut out a mouthful and put it on the tip of his tongue. He chewed it twice and spit it out. He kept saying, "This little devil's canned food is too unpalatable."
Wang Husheng said seriously: "I didn't expect that in just a few years, the little devil's national power would drop to this level."
"How do you say that?" Huang Shouxin asked.
Wang Husheng said: "I remember that a few years ago, the canned food we seized from the Japanese were all fish cans and beef cans. At that time, the Japanese were strong and had good food, and the soldiers wore military boots of excellent quality.
Look at what the Japs are eating now, and what the Japs are wearing has changed from military boots to rubber shoes. From these two points, we can see that the Japs’ national power has declined drastically in the past two years, and their logistical supplies are far inferior.
A few years ago.”
"Well, the quality of the Japs' soldiers is far inferior to that of previous years. During the Songhu Battle, a dozen Japs soldiers could deal with a company of the Central Army, or even a battalion of the miscellaneous army. But now, the quality of the Japs' soldiers is worse than ours. The group is far inferior.
Especially in some of the Japanese security divisions, there are even 15 or 16-year-old boys and old men in their 50s among the soldiers. Such soldiers only support the facade, but they do not have much combat effectiveness on the battlefield.
." Huang Shouxin said.
Wang Husheng said: "Yes, if you look at the organization of the Japanese, the permanent division's four-regiment organization has been changed to a three-regiment, and the proportion of heavy weapons in weapons and equipment has also continued to decrease. All this shows that the Japanese
It’s already starting to go downhill.”
Huang Shouxin said: "A few years ago, there was no hope of victory in the Anti-Japanese War, but now it seems that the Japanese have not been able to get back on their feet for a few years."
"Yes, our new regiment is the gravediggers of the Japs! We have killed hundreds of thousands of Japs, and now we have to kill the Japs' Seventh Army!" Wang Husheng said loudly.
"Political commissar, battalion commander, there seems to be movement in the sky." A soldier pointed at the sky and said.
At this time, the sky has turned white, the long night has passed, and dawn finally comes again.
Wang Husheng and Huang Shouxin looked in the direction pointed by the soldier, and saw dozens of small black spots in the clear sky moving toward Wujiashan, and the black spots continued to grow larger.
