Chapter 65: Japanese devils, you have today too!

On the battlefield filled with smoke, bursts of black smoke floated. When everyone is used to the smell of blood, they know that death may only come in the next moment.

Just after nine o'clock, the Japanese plane finally arrived late, hovering at a high altitude on the battlefield, but was unable to drop bombs. Instead, the machine guns on the plane seemed more useful.

The navigators were frightened to find that their plane seemed to be a little redundant.

On the battlefield where there were grey military uniforms everywhere, the Chinese teams in gray uniforms rushed with the Japanese troops in yellow uniforms. In hand-to-hand combat, a strong smell of blood had already spread over the battlefield.

At this time, the Japanese aircraft were not equipped with a call station and could not respond to the situation behind. Moreover, the communication between the formation aircraft only used simple gestures between pilots and pilots.

The combat level of the Japanese Air Force has not yet reached the level of intersecting two armies within a few dozen meters, and the air bombs were accurately dropped onto the head of the Chinese team.

Finally, the twelve planes dropped a few bombs at any time and couldn't wait to return. The more than 100-pound aviation bombs either landed on the open space, bringing up dust to the sky, or bombing the Red Army, and even did not let the Japanese army that had only been more than ten meters away from the Red Army.

Sakamoto was so angry that he really wanted to pull all these pilots from the sky and kill them with a knife.

It is impossible to return without returning, and the fuel is almost insufficient to return. These aircraft are all flying from the Bohai Bay and the Japanese aircraft carrier. The missile load is small and the distance is far, so it is just a formality. As long as it is to sell the face of the Kwantung Army Command, the Navy and the Army have been having a holiday in the military spending competition, so they can't be invited at all.

On the battlefield, Shi Longbiao stared at the Japanese plane that was leaving, and suddenly felt proud and shouted: "Brothers, kill the Japanese!"

Shi Longbiao also pulled out a long sword from the ground and joined the charge team.

Wang Yizhe couldn't wait. As soon as the Japanese 47th Regiment came up, the Red Army's offensive was gradually stopped. From the battlefield, the Japanese army could not take advantage of the previous detachment, but it was also difficult for one detachment to defeat the Japanese defense as soon as possible and completely eliminate the Japanese 45th Regiment.

Although the Second Detachment has only three regiments to invest in the battlefield, this is already all the assets of the Second Detachment.

A month ago, the infantry regiments of two or three mid-level teams may not be enough in the eyes of the Sixth Division. The powerful 6th Division, even if they faced the mid-level team of two armies, was confident that they would defeat the mid-level team in front of them.

But at this time, he was already a little desperate.

The baggage squadron of the 45th Regiment was sent to the position, picked up guns, and participated in the battle to block the Red Army's offensive pace. He had no reinforcements anymore. In fact, Lieutenant General Sakamoto had handed over the engineering gang and baggage brigade and more than a thousand people temporarily formed to Miaki Takada to participate in the battle.

Takata tried to organize several strong attacks, but they were all defeated by the Red Army.

Wang Bingnan, who was in charge of the blocking mission, led a regiment and happened to be stuck between the two Japanese infantry regiments. If Takata did not attack, the Red Army would not attack rashly, just to make Takata anxious.

Increase the investment of the attacking troops...

Dedicated to the machine gun squadron and suppressed the China ** team...

Send the suicide squads to the field...

Takada has used all the tricks, and it has been resolved by Wang Bingnan one by one. After the position of the Sixth Field Artillery Regiment was brought to the Red Army Artillery Regiment, it has been shifting. This Japanese devil is also miserable. The Japanese cannons generally have a short range and are close to each other, and are covered by the Red Army Artillery Regiment.

After running far away, he could not support the attack of the 47th Brigade. He was so anxious that he even had the desire to hang himself, but he had no choice.

Since the battle started, Chen Guang looked at the watch several times, especially after the Japanese plane left, he even held the hard pocket watch in his hand. The worries in his heart can be imagined.

This Zhao Shoushan is only half an hour away from the agreed time, why hasn’t it arrived yet?

The attack direction of the Sixth Division was very clear, which was to go west and all the way west. The back of the division had been regarded as the hinterland of the Japanese army by the Kwantung Army. How could it be possible to invest a large number of troops to guard?

The Japanese army with only one squadron was stationed on a slope, which was also due to the terrain. There were no ridges nearby, let alone any valley passes.

There is no road outside the border, but all the flat grounds are roads. Horse racing and flying eagles are wide and the sky is wide. If there is a horse, you can go anywhere.

Sakamoto Masaemon thought about it again and again, and had to arrange a squadron on this slope that was a little higher than other places, so that the observation nature was better than the defense nature.

Suddenly, a black dot appeared on the horizon in the distance, and then more black dots emerged from the horizon. The Japanese squadron leader was a newly promoted captain. He had just graduated from Army University not long ago. He is now climbing all the way for himself in the future, dreaming of a general?

He lay on his arms and lay on the ground that exuded warmth. The warm sunshine shone on his body warmly, smelling the fragrance of the soil, feeling the breath of grass and the fragrance of wild flowers.

He was still holding an unknown wild flower in his hand, leaning against his nose and sniffing it slightly.

Taro Aso was still upset about not being able to participate in the war. The Japanese army's years of military and national thoughts created a large number of officers and soldiers with distorted souls.

He was unable to establish military achievements on the battlefield and was loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. Aso even thought that this was the corps leader's disregard for him and his jealousy of the senior students from the highest institution of the Imperial Army.

"Mr. Aso, it seems that someone has appeared?" A team leader under his command walked to Aso slowly and said indifferently.

The battlefield was at least ten kilometers away from them, and even heavy artillery threatened their abandoned squadron.

"It's the people of the logistics brigade! The 7th Division is coming to reinforce us, and the logistics brigade has helped the 7th Division. Now our Kumamoto Division has been abandoned..." Aso sighed in a sarcastic sigh. In his heart, the Japanese Army is the number one in the world, the Japanese Army is the number one in Kyushu Army, and the Kumamoto Division is the number one in Kyushu Army.

In front of so many firsts, Aso thought dejectedly that he could only lead a squadron without fighting spirit to count wild flowers on the Chinese grassland, which was simply an insult to him.

"It's the sound of artillery again. The division commander must not be able to stand being despised by the 7th Division. He organized all his combat power to smash and tear the Chinese army apart."

The team leader is also a wonderful person. While talking, he also makes the movement of wild beasts tearing their prey with emotion. His eyes are also fierce, and it looks a bit fierce as wild beasts prey.

"Damn..." Aso didn't know who was hateful, this has become his catchphrase during this period.

"The brigade commander is really. Let us not use such a fighting army, but we should trust those Kagoshima people." Aso Taro a little bit gilded on his face, but fortunately he didn't see it, otherwise it would become a joke again.

All the corps know that the squadron led by Aso is the worst combat power among all squadrons.

The team leader was also very dissatisfied with his camping career, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Mr. Aso, the sentry caught a hare just now and was roasting it on the fire. There was a fragrant rabbit meat immediately."

"Is that so good, beautiful land!" Aso couldn't help but sigh at the wealth of China and there was so much food to eat.

Think about his hometown, where only monkeys are abundant. The hateful monkeys not only destroy crops, but also attack people and grab food. When he was a child, he was robbed by monkeys on his way to school...

Aso casually supported his body with his elbow, perhaps because he had been lying for too long. There was a black shadow in front of him, blocking the sunshine with his hands and finding a black line in the distance, slowly approaching his position, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes so that he could see it more clearly.

"Nani?" Aso suddenly realized that what was in front of him was not as simple as a black shadow.

What is certain is that these are no longer hallucinations. I immediately raised my glasses from my chest and kept adjusting the focal length. I only realized that they were about to have a disaster when the picture was frozen.

A total of thousands of Chinese cavalrymen appeared in his sight.

"Sentinel, ride on horseback and report to the division headquarters. A large number of Chinese cavalrymen were found..." Aso was shocked to find that the number of cavalry was increasing, far more than one thousand. Maybe two thousand, maybe more...

The correspondent lowered his waist and waited for Aso's order.

"Just say it is the force of a cavalry brigade, it is only about 18 kilometers away from the division headquarters." Aso suddenly jumped up, found his command knife, held the scabbard, and hurriedly hung it on his waist.

As the communications soldiers disappeared, the outline of the Zhongzhao team appeared in front of Aso Squadron.

Aso really didn't know whether he should say that he was extremely smart or not? Or was his luck poor. A brigade of Chinese cavalry troops, with a vast army of three or four thousand people, slowly walking on the edge of the grassland.

"Damn Chinese?"

This is the last complete sentence of Aso's stay in this world. He has seen several cannons pulled out from the opponent's formation and aimed at the position of Aso's squadron. It can be imagined that the opponent has discovered them.

Aso had already had a premonition that the result of his squadron would disappear, and he would disappear forever on Earth, this beautiful planet.

Artillery attacks and then cavalry attacks. Not to mention a Japanese squadron that does not have many heavy weapons, even a Japanese brigade may not be able to effectively resist the cavalry's charge...

"Report to the general, Aso Squadron found a large number of Chinese cavalry in an area 18 kilometers away from the division headquarters, with a total of no less than one cavalry brigade." The staff officer ran to Sakamoto anxiously and whispered in his ear.

He also knew that such news could not be said randomly. The war was not good, and the Sixth Division was in a dilemma and was in a stalemate with the Red Army troops in several narrow areas. He could not free up his hands and organize troops to block the possible Chinese cavalry troops.

Once the morale of the army is down, there may be a risk of retreat.

Sakamoto's loose face twitched slightly. His heart finally fell, but unfortunately he fell into the ice cave, making him sway all over his body.

"Order the 45th Regiment to burn the 'Rising Sun Flag' and prepare to break through: the 47th Regiment is responsible for supporting the 45th Regiment, and then alternately cover the evacuation of the battlefield." Sakamoto was powerless, he knew that everything was over.

Shortly after the order was issued, Miaki Takada stumbled back from the front, carrying Sakamoto's collar, and questioned: "Sakamoto, you are murdering, the soldiers of the empire you murdered are the sinners of the empire..."

He could not believe that this ridiculous order was issued by his division commander.

If you evacuate at this time, there will be at least hundreds or even one brigade of casualties.

The hundreds of Japanese troops surrounded by the Red Army all became the military achievements of the Red Army, and he would become a loser.

Originally, the 36th Brigade was a little short of military strength, which must be a pain of self-destruction. Takada even choked up. He didn't understand why the invincible Sixth Division was forced to this point by an unknown Chinese army.

Besides, it is not yet at the point where it is completely unsupported.

Although all the troops had been sent, the Red Army's troops were limited, and he was determined to support it until night and then take advantage of the night to escape from the battlefield.

Sakamoto calmly moved Takada's hand away from his collar and gently smoothed the collar: "Takada-kun, a brigade of Chinese cavalry appeared behind us, I..."

"Why……"

Takata yelled to the sky. He even failed as soon as he smelled the smoke of the war, and he was so unwilling to accept it.

If it were the news of the Japanese army's retreat in the past, Chen Guang would have thought it was a conspiracy, but at this time, he was no longer worried. The cavalry detachment was already on the edge of the battlefield, and there was no suspense in this battle.

Fierce artillery fire poured on the Japanese position where the Japanese army tried to block the cavalry. Before the Japanese army could react, the sabers raised high and the galloping war horses were already running in front of them in the dust.

In just one minute, a hole appeared, and then the infantry firmly guarded the position.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers were isolated from the brigade of Japanese troops.

It is as simple as cutting a cake. With local superior forces, the outcome of these Japanese troops can be imagined.

Wang Yizhe finally found Chen Guang in the trenches of the frontline positions. Although he admired Chen Guang's courage, he also disagreed. After all, Chen Guang was the deputy commander and was responsible for the heavy responsibility of commanding the frontline of the war.

Once an accident occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Commander Chen, where is the third detachment..."

The second and third detachments were all drawn from 67, and the second detachment caught a great victory. However, there was no news on the third detachment. Wang Yizhe deeply understood that Jiang Weiren's character would never ask for support until the last moment.

"Don't worry, the commander led the troops to reinforce the Third Detachment. With Commander Zeng here, he will only be more beautiful than the ones he fought here."

Chen Guang's confidence in Zeng Yiyang also became blindly stronger. He might have worked with Zeng Yiyang for a long time and was used to the miracle that Zeng Yiyang had on the battlefield.

"This... how could the soldiers of the 67th Army be able to bear it..." Wang Yizhe was so moved that he saw how much the Red Army attached to them, the defeated generals.
To be continued...