Accompanied by the rumbling sound of artillery in front, groups of Chinese troops were surrounding them from all directions like wolves that smelled fishy smell. However, the Japanese troops who were trapped in the siege did not know it yet and were still mustering up their last courage to attack Maijiazhai.
There was a fierce battle with the 256th Brigade on the position. They looked at the gradually retreating Chinese army, thinking that as long as they survived these difficult minutes, maybe the Chinese would be completely defeated, and the glory of the Imperial Japanese Army would be fully demonstrated at this moment.
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At this time, on the bank of Yunzao Bang River, a dark army was standing in silent formation. Miaohua held up the Somi submachine gun in her hand and was doing the final mobilization.
"Brothers, the time has come to witness the bravery of our Tiger Mercenary Regiment. Our regiment leader, our commander, and our scholar are waiting for us at Peng's house 12 kilometers away from us, waiting for us to join him.
, waiting for us to rescue him from the Japanese encirclement."
"I just need you to follow me closely. Wherever I am, you will be there. Today we are going to charge all the way. People who stand in the way will kill people, and gods who stand in the way will kill gods!"
"People who stand in the way kill, and gods who stand in the way kill the gods!" The passionate roars of thousands of people shook the sky, shattered the tranquility of the river bank, and echoed in the dark night.
When the soldiers of the mercenary regiment heard that their favorite regiment leader had gone deep behind enemy lines and was waiting for rescue, they became excited and murderous.
Today, they are determined to move forward bravely.
Today, they no longer fear death.
Today, they are going to create a miracle.
At 8:30 pm, three red flares broke through the dark sky, just like three bright stars twinkling in the night sky.
After finally capturing Maijiazhai, the thousands of Japanese soldiers who were still breathing heavily had no time to shout long live to celebrate their victory when they were completely stunned by the overwhelming artillery shells flying in.
There are 12 Bofors M1922 75mm mountain guns directly under the Fifth Army's mountain artillery battalion, as well as dozens of 81mm mortars from two divisional mortar battalions. Dozens of shells fired instantly covered the already extremely damaged area.
In Maijiazhai, a village of less than 2 square kilometers, the exhausted Japanese soldiers watched in despair as artillery shells fell one after another like raindrops. Their wide-open eyes were filled with blood-like firelight and countless bullets in the air.
Flying torsos and stumps.
The mountain artillery company and mortar company of the mercenary regiment were also firing, but their target was not the Japanese army in Maijiazhai, but the Japanese army position on the bank of Yunzaobang River.
The shelling only lasted 5 minutes when overwhelming shouts of killing could be heard in the night sky.
"Come on!"
"Kill!"
The shouts of thousands of people broke through the sky, the charges of thousands of people shook the earth, and thousands of bayonets with cold light were thirsting for the blood of the Japanese.
In the field near the river bank to the north of Mai's house, as soon as the sound of artillery stopped, a figure stood up from the ground and rushed into the Japanese position almost stepping on the impact point of the shell. Behind him were dozens of figures following closely.
From behind, hundreds of people swarmed in.
There was no shouting, no shouting, just the weapons that kept spraying flames in their hands, and their faces reddened by the firelight.
Miaohua took the lead and rushed into the Japanese position that had been bombed to pieces. The Miso submachine gun in his hand kept making a fatal roar. No exposed figure in the dark night could escape his eyes. Wherever he looked,
No one can escape his precise short bursts.
Amidst the gunfire of "ta-ta-ta" and "ta-ta-ta", all the enemies within 100 meters in front of them fell down.
You must know that Miaohua's body was also transformed by Zhou Wen's Prajna Qi. Coupled with the martial arts cultivation of Qi Jinjing, her night vision ability is also super strong. And ordinary people can see objects twenty or thirty meters in front of them clearly in the dark night.
Yes, people with night blindness are even more miserable.
Therefore, although he charged forward, the Japanese army could not see his figure clearly in the dark night.
Miaohua has now entered into a hearty feeling that she has never experienced before. He is jumping, rolling, running, and shooting.
At this time, he did not think about the brothers behind him, nor did he think about how many Japanese soldiers he had killed. He just habitually kept moving at a high speed, kept moving forward, and kept killing any Japanese soldiers who hindered his progress.
Today he is holding a Somi submachine gun in each hand, and the gun body weighs 7 kilograms with a drum. It is so neat in his hands that it seems to be integrated with his arm. He does not need to fire at a distance of 100 meters.
Just aim and raise your hand.
The Japanese soldiers in the darkness were completely frightened by this night murderer. They didn't even have a chance to fight back. The ghostly beating flames in the distance kept harvesting the lives of their companions or themselves. They couldn't see or hit them, but they couldn't see or hit them.
But the people fell down one by one.
"Devil! This is the devil!" Some Japanese soldiers turned around and ran away. Even their beloved rifles felt like a burden.
Miaohua has never been as confident and satisfied as he is today. After he joined the mercenary group, he has never had such an opportunity to fully demonstrate his proud martial arts, marksmanship, judgment and bravery.
Because he knew that his junior brother was waiting for him, his nephew was also waiting for him, and his brothers were waiting for him. At this time, Miaohua gradually entered a state of selflessness, and he only knew how to move forward bravely.
, all actions are performed according to instinct.
He waved flames with both hands, his movements were like electricity, and he was as fast and fierce as a tiger, with a unique rhythm and beauty.
It's like dancing, a dance of violence, a dance of death.
The battlefield in the dark night completely changed into a stage for Miaohua alone. There was no applause, no cheers, only the painful wails that kept coming from the darkness in front.
Behind him on the left was Sun Dazhu, and behind him on the right was Gao Xiaoshan. The three of them formed the strongest assault team of the mercenary group.
Now Gao Xiaoshan was completely shocked by Miaohua's god-level performance. Only then did he realize Zhou Wen's evaluation of Miaohua: "The strongest assaulter in the world."
He used to only think that it was Zhou Wen's encouragement and compliment to Miaohua, but now in the battle, he finally got to experience the style of the strongest assaulter in the world.
He and Sun Dazhu were originally supposed to protect Miaohua's flanks, while also being able to focus fire on the enemies in front.
But now, haha.
There was no need for any cover or concentrated fire. Within the scope of their sight, all the Japanese troops were covered by Miaohua alone. He and Sun Dazhu had not fired a few shots, and the most forward line of defense of the Japanese troops had been penetrated.
, only sporadic enemies fled away in the night.
In tonight's battle, the long gun group of the first detachment also uniformly used Suomi submachine guns. The firepower of the commando's nearly thirty Suomi submachine guns and the machine gun group's five G-13s can be said to be overwhelming.
In addition, the Japanese army has always been on the offensive. Maybe they have never thought about the word defense in their minds, so there is no solid position. Moreover, the darkness limits their vision and they cannot organize an effective attack at all.
When Miaohua broke through the defense, the left and right sides were also breached by the commandos.
The gunshots behind her were still ringing sparsely, and Miaohua knew that this was the infantrymen of the second detachment searching for the remaining enemies and clearing the battlefield for the two artillery companies.
