Li Honghui stood next to Zhou Cheng and saw that the Japanese were getting closer and closer to the position of the Unique Camp, and the interception firepower on the blocking position was getting weaker and weaker. He was very anxious to remind: "Captain, the Unique Camp can no longer hold on, so we must find a way to reinforce them immediately!"

Zhou Cheng always had a serious expression on his face, and there was no turmoil because of Li Honghui's reminder.

He stared at the battlefield and replied calmly: "What's the hurry? In the face of absolute strength, the Japanese's trapped beast fight can't last long."

"Now the initiative in the battlefield is in our hands. As long as the artillery has solved the Japanese artillery troops and turned around and stared at the offensive troops to bomb, their attacks will be destroyed!"

"Wait a minute, the artillery should be about to fire!"

"Boom boom boom..." The long-lost fireball finally soared into the air among the Japanese army. After five or six seconds, the dense explosions reached Zhou Cheng's ears.

The offensive troops were bombed out of more than a dozen unmanned areas in one go.

With the bounce point as the center, soldiers within a radius of three or four meters were either killed or injured, and all fell to the ground.

The Japanese offensive front was a downfall, but their offensive pace did not stop.

All the Japanese knew that breaking forward was their only hope for survival. Even if they knew that continuing to attack forward was to die in vain, they would not stop unless they could not move.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shelling had no intention of stopping from the beginning, and more and more shells hit the Japanese.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the frontal blocking pressure of the Unique Battalion finally dropped.

Many crooked hands without machine gunners were pushed back by the riflemen, and the Japanese attack speed began to slow down, and casualties became increasingly serious.

"Comrades, rush... Kill the Japanese in front of you, shoot all the light machine guns..."

The murderous shouts of killing suddenly sounded behind the Japanese, and a company of the National Salvation Army was like a pack of wolves, yelling at them.

The one who rushed in front was a row of machine gunners, running and holding the fire, the bullets shot to chase the Japanese ass and finally got into their hearts...

The Japanese rushing behind originally thought they had the best chance to break out of the encirclement, but now they have become the most dangerous force.

Under the sweeping of bullets, the Japanese standing outside fell to the ground in rows, looking like they were taking off their clothes...

The wing captain, who was protected by his subordinates in the middle of the team, once again showed a desperate expression.

"Boom..." Two shells hit him and exploded on the left and right.

The guards next to him were very responsible and immediately threw him to the ground, then surrounded him like a husband, using his body to block the shells that might fly to the captain.

But the battlefield was too chaotic and the incident happened suddenly, and the guards always didn't take into account the direction they were taking.

A piece of fragment seemed to have eyes, and it pierced into the captain's head accurately, and the red and white brain quickly splashed out from the wound.

The captain of the regiment didn't even have time to scream, his eyes widened on the spot, and he died with his eyes closed.

As soon as the commander died, the only morale and determination of the troops disappeared in an instant.

In addition to some of the Japanese who continued to assault under the supervision of the commander, the other Japanese who immediately scattered, like headless flies, some people ran to the wings of the position, and some turned around and ran behind them... The team that was still neatly just now was instantly in chaos.

In the 1,000 forests nearly ten kilometers northeast, Major General Honda, who broke through the county town, temporarily hid here.

It was already dawn at this moment. In his plan, it would not take long for him to join the frontline's mobilization troops to return to the rescue, counterattack and pacify, and kill the enemies who attacked and pacified last night...

After the troops entered this forest, he sent a small team to pick up the sweeping troops returning to the front line.

The nearest sweeping troops can reach pacification at 5 a.m., and after joining the support troops, they spend two hours to get here. They should appear outside the forest at 7 a.m.

It is already nine o'clock now, and Major General Honda still has not seen the return troops.

The second-closest sweeper can return to pacification at 7 o'clock in the morning, and be brought here by the support force at 9 o'clock, but Major General Honda did not see them either.

If a mobilization force did not return to the aid on time to pacify, I would still feel that something happened to them on the way back to the aid. The two consecutive mobilization forces did not return to the aid on time, and it would be a bit unreasonable to explain it with an accident.

"Send another team to find out the situation, you can go a little further. You must figure out the realization of several sweeping troops!" Major General Honda said with a worried order.

After his subordinates left, he quickly turned his attention to the radio operator: "Has the radio station not contacted the sweeping troops who returned to our rescue?"

The radio operator shook his head: "Watanabe Osasa sent a telegram in the middle of the night: They were blocked by the National Rescue Army on the way back to the aid, but the troops could handle it. They should be about an hour later and pacified, and then we broke off contact with them."

"The contact telegrams of the other three returning troops also said that they were blocked by the National Salvation Army, but the troops can handle it."

"Now, except for the second and third routes of the sweeping troops that had contacted once two hours ago, all contacts of the first and fourth routes of the sweeping troops were interrupted. Bei Zhi felt that they should be marching urgently and had no time to set up a radio station!"

Major General Honda sighed helplessly.

At this moment, he wanted no soldiers and no intelligence, and his only hope was on the troops returning to the aid.

Now there is no news about the return troops, as if they are missing. In this case, the only thing he can do is to continue waiting.

Looking at the radio operator's order: "I hope so, you will continue to contact them on the radio and report any situation immediately!"

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, a subordinate finally appeared outside the forest.

The support unit of a combat unit hurried into the forest with six or seven soldiers.

Major General Honda knew that they must have brought back the news from outside the mountain, and did not care about the identity of the brigade commander and went straight to them.

Facing the brigade commander, more than a dozen Japanese were flattered, but the panic expression on their faces was not covered up.

A bad premonition flashed quickly in Honda's mind: "What happened to the return troops?"

The team leader Cao nodded quickly. Before he could speak, the lieutenant behind him reported with a sad face: "General, our corps captain is dead in battle! You must avenge him."

"The National Salvation Army first dispatched artillery, cavalry, chariots, and infantry to raid us, caught us off guard. After we finally broke through, they attacked us on the way we must pass. The corps leader was hit by a heavy machine gun and died on the spot!"

"The troops were all wiped out, and only some scattered soldiers who had not met with the main force after breaking through and fled back around the ambush battlefield."
Chapter completed!