When the flares were completely extinguished and the sky returned to darkness, Yu Zhiqian gave the order to fire.
Ten machine gun positions showed their minions at the same time, ten machine guns, one machine gun ten meters away, facing the narrow intersection in front.
After the flares fell, the Japanese soldiers took advantage of the gap when the flares disappeared to rush directly into the blocking position and retake the headquarters.
However, the flares had just disappeared, and the Japanese had just decided to launch an intensive charge. The Chinese army was already prepared. Ten machine guns opened fire at the same time, and the Japanese fell down one by one like wheat.
"Onboard!"
Even so, the Japanese were still attacking crazily, trying to break through the Chinese army's blockade. The Japanese's three-bladed axes were almost useless. In such a hurry, they had no time to set up artillery positions and knock out machine gun positions one by one.
"Flare!"
Twenty seconds later, Yu Zhiqian roared, and two flares were launched into the sky, illuminating the entire land again. In front of Yu Zhiqian and others, a large number of Japanese fell down. After a cursory glance, they saw that the twenty Within seconds, two to three hundred Japanese were beaten to pieces in front of the position.
The Japanese's intensive charge used a three-three charge system. Although it was an intensive charge, the density was not black and dense. There were people everywhere, but now the Japanese's retreat was blocked by Yu Zhiqian, and there were wolf-like and tiger-like pursuers behind them. If the Japanese want to survive, they can only force a breakthrough from Yu Zhiqian and others.
"Onboard!"
The Japanese were really desperate for their lives. After scores of people fell, the Japanese launched another charge. The pursuers behind them, Sun Yuanliang's men, had already broken through the defense of the first brigade and had already fought with the Japanese. People started exchanging fire at close range.
Three brigades and more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers are now concentrated on a road less than two kilometers long and several hundred meters wide.
On the left and right sides, there is a lake on one side and a river on the other. The two ends are tightly pinched in the middle. Only by opening the passage behind can there be a possibility of survival.
Behind him, Sun Yuanliang's troops had already captured the Japanese. The soldiers of the Eighty-eighth Division and the Eighty-seventh Division showed a rare sincere cooperation. The soldiers of the two battalions followed the Japanese closely. The soldiers in front fell, and the soldiers behind them fell. The brothers rushed forward without hesitation. The Japanese soldiers had no time to build machine gun positions and only had rifles and light machine guns.
After one person fell, they took advantage of the gap between the Japanese soldiers pulling the gun bolt and shortened the distance between them. Some soldiers directly pounced and pressed the Japanese soldiers firmly under their bodies, even if the bayonet pierced their abdomens. Still holding down the Japanese tightly and not letting go.
Under the daring attack, the Japanese defense lines that had been cut off were broken through one after another. The most advanced troops had already penetrated into Japan's belly and were about to insert themselves into the temporary headquarters established by several Japanese captains.
"Report!"
"explain!"
"Telegram from the Third Battalion!"
"read!"
The staff officer looked at the telegram and spoke slowly: "Our unit has rushed to the middle of the Japanese. All we can see are Japanese soldiers. There is no possibility of our unit retreating. Please fire at our position and wish you victory!"
After Sun Yuanliang heard this, he slammed his fist on the table: "Is the situation in the third camp already so bad?"
The staff officer lowered his head and said nothing. At this time, another staff officer came in with a telegram: "Telegram from the Third Battalion!"
"read!"
"Our troops have suffered all casualties, fire at our troops! Fire at our troops!"
In the distance, about a hundred meters away from the Japanese temporary headquarters, there were about two hundred Chinese Cointreau soldiers, back to back, with a depression as the center area, and they were engaged in fierce exchanges of fire with the Japanese.
They were surrounded by Japanese soldiers. When the Third Battalion was chasing them, they rushed in too far. When they reacted, they entered and were surrounded by the Japanese.
"Battal Commander, I can't hold it anymore, brothers, I can't hold it anymore! There are too many Japanese, we can't kill them, let's withdraw!"
A deputy company commander stood up covered in blood, looked around, and shouted to the third battalion commander almost in tears.
"Retreat wherever you go. There are Japs all around. Reinforcements will come soon, brothers. The Japs can't hold on any longer. Brothers, if you hold on, our support will come soon!"
The third battalion commander yelled and kept reminding the surrounding soldiers, while he held a pistol and kept killing the approaching Japanese soldiers.
In the command post, Sun Yuanliang held his fist tightly, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said: "Fire!"
After receiving the order, the chief of staff quickly left the headquarters and conveyed the order to the artillery position.
A minute later, the artillery position was ready.
"put!"
"put!"
More than a dozen mountain cannons roared almost at the same time, and the shells flew towards the target position. When the commander of the third battalion who was fighting heard the sound of shelling from behind, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Brothers, I hope you don't blame me.
!”
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Several artillery shells fell in the area around the Third Battalion. One artillery shell could clear the Japanese soldiers surrounding the Third Battalion. After more than a dozen artillery shells, the original position of the Third Battalion, including the soldiers of the Third Battalion, suffered heavy casualties.
"Battal Commander, those artillerymen don't have eyes, let's all blow up!"
A company commander with a broken arm crawled next to the third battalion commander, with an angry look on his face. The third battalion commander smiled: "This is our reinforcement. How about it? How many Japanese have died!"
After hearing this, the company commander was stunned for a moment and understood what the third battalion commander meant: "A lot of the Japanese died, and many of our brothers also died!"
"That's enough. The brothers of the 524th Regiment gave us a way to survive. If they hadn't held off the Japanese in Suzhou River, we would have been eaten by the Japanese. Now it's time to give our lives back to them. Before we die,
We can still take away so many Japanese, it’s worth it!”
After hearing this, the company commander nodded: "It's worth it. If you can eat all these Japs, it will be even more worth it!"
After he finished speaking, he saw another group of Japanese soldiers rushing towards us. The company commander put a few tied grenades under his arm: "Batalion Commander, I, Old Zhou, have to take the first step!"
After finishing speaking, he used his only remaining hand to prop up his body and rolled forward. The blood flowing from his broken arm dyed the surrounding land red. Company Commander Zhou's consciousness had begun to become blurry, but
Seeing the Japanese approaching closer and closer, and feeling the pain of being shot, I used my last bit of strength to pull away the bundle of grenade fuses.
"boom!"
When the explosion ended, there was a large crater not far away, with some Japanese soldier corpses on both sides, but there was no trace of Company Commander Zhou at the center of the explosion.
