358th Regiment First Battalion
"The regiment seat, the first battalion will not be able to withstand it."
Qian Bojun, the commander of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment, shouted to Chu Yunfei on the phone: "The group of the Japanese corps is too fierce, and the artillery fire to cover the charge is also very fierce. They are all heavy artillery with large caliber. The first battalion has suffered a lot of casualties. Should I retreat?"
Chu Yunfei's stern voice came from the phone: "You must hold on for another two hours for the first battalion to buy time for the engineer company."
"If you hold on to the regiment for another two hours, the first battalion will probably have more than half of the casualties, and the system will be destroyed." Qian Bojun said.
"Even if you have exhausted your battalion, you have to hold on for two hours!" Chu Yunfei roared, "Don't come back to see me if you have less than two hours!"
The phone hung up, Qian Bojun put the microphone back and said to Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Fugui: "The regiment command must be held on for another two hours and send all the reserve teams!"
"Captain, even if we send all the reserve teams, there are only less than two thousand people in total. How can we withstand the crazy attack of the Japanese corps?" Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Fugui widened his eyes, "I have to force myself for two hours. This is to fill the lives of my brothers."
"The regiment commanded death, even if the battalion is exhausted, it must be guarded!" Qian Bojun was still very bloody at this time. He shouted at Zhang Fugui: "Send it to me!"
"Yes!" Battalion Deputy Zhang Fugui responded and immediately sent the reserve team up.
"Brothers, let me take the blame for two more hours, and fuck him the Japanese!" Qian Bojun personally brought the guards to the position.
Under normal circumstances, he, the battalion commander, should stay in the command post.
But in order to inspire morale and to block the attack of the Japanese corps, he had to lead the way.
On the battlefield, the first battalion of the 358th Regiment had two thousand soldiers, who were wedged on the position like nails.
They were bombarded by heavy artillery of the Japanese corps, and the shells blew up the first battalion's positions, and many brave soldiers were separated by the bombed corpses, and flesh and blood were flying.
However, no one turned around and ran away.
They fought back against the fierce artillery fire at the attacking Japanese corps.
I have to say that the soldiers brought out by Chu Yunfei are all bloody warriors.
...
On the flank of the battlefield, Yang Dali led Wu Ze to pass by here.
Looking at the scene of war, Yang Dali stomped his feet hard and cursed: "Damn, the Japanese reinforcements are fighting too quickly, and this blocks our way back."
"Captain Yang, can't you take a detour?" Wu Ze asked Yang Dali while looking at the artillery fire suffered by the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment on the battlefield.
The battle on this battlefield is so fierce that it is a search for death.
"I can't get around." Yang Dali shook his head, "If you take a detour, you have to walk for two more days, and our horses will be gone. If you delay for two days, I'm afraid we will have to make a mistake."
Ding Wei's order to Yang Dali was to bring Wu Ze back to the 28th Regiment within a specified period.
There are only two days left.
As for the horse, he encountered the Japanese scouts while on the road. Although Yang Dali successfully eliminated the other party, the horse was gone.
"Captain Yang, change the Japanese skin, hurry up." Wu Ze decisively began to change his clothes.
"I don't wear it!" Yang Dali hated this clothes very much. When he killed the Japanese scouts before, he only took the Japanese weapons and abandoned the clothes.
But Wu Ze took off the Japanese soldiers' clothes and took them with him.
"If we want to return to the 28th Regiment headquarters within two days, we must cross this battlefield." Wu Ze said solemnly, handing the bigger clothes to Yang Dali, "Change it quickly."
"Wearing this outfit, I was beaten to death as a Japanese. How unfair it is!" Yang Dali stared at him, but he still refused to change into this dress. "Or what if we pass by the position of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment?"
Now, the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment is suffering from fierce artillery fire. If you pass through it, the risk will definitely be great.
But even if you are bombed to death, it would be better than to die with a Japanese skin.
When you die and constrain your corpse, it is so unlucky to bury the same pit as the Japanese corpse.
When he arrived at the King of Hell, he said he was not a Japanese, and the King of Hell probably didn't believe it.
"Captain Yang, let's put on the Japanese clothes, we dress up as Japanese, and pass by behind Japanese." Wu Ze said solemnly, "You can see that there is no artillery fire behind Japanese, and it's safe there."
"It's hard for the Japanese to pretend, and we won't talk to Japanese to say anything." Although Yang Dali said that, his tone had begun to shake.
This is true. The battlefield is now fierce, but there is no artillery bombing behind the Japanese soldiers. It is a good idea to go over from behind the Japanese soldiers.
Now most of the Japanese's troops and attention are on the front battlefield, but there are not many Japanese behind.
However, when the Japanese soldiers shouted at them, they could not understand the Japanese soldiers' language. Wouldn't this be exposed?
"I can speak Japanese." Wu Ze said, as a military officer abroad in his previous life, he was proficient in Japanese and English.
"You can speak the devils?" Yang Dali was stunned. If Wu Ze could speak the devils, he could give it a try.
"Yes, I will." Wu Ze nodded.
"Then you say something, listen." Yang Dali said.
"I said it, you can't understand either." Wu Ze said this in Japanese.
Yang Dali couldn't understand Wu Ze's Japanese sentence, but it sounded like that. He said, "Actually, I can speak Japanese too."
"Didn't you just say you didn't know how to do it?" Wu Ze was suspicious.
"I can say one thing." Yang Dali said.
"Which sentence?" Wu Ze asked.
"Baga!"
"???" Wu Ze.
Yang Dali stopped stumbling down the next time and quickly changed into Japanese clothes with Wu Ze.
He also took the Japanese weapons and put on a steel helmet.
I can’t bring any weapons and ammunition, so I can only find a place to bury it on the spot and come and get it later.
"This Japanese dress is really awkward." Yang Dali said after moving for a while.
"Let's go, hurry up and pass by." Wu Ze said, "Remember, run over with a swagger, don't sneak in, it will be wrong at first sight. When the Japanese soldiers shout, don't talk, I'll talk to him. If something is wrong, I'll gesture to you and we will return the same way."
Wu Ze can't be 100% sure that he can fool the Japanese soldiers now. If the other party asks for a command or does not allow him to pass by here, he can only return temporarily.
"Okay, OK." Yang Dali nodded and ran over with Wu Ze.
Some Japanese soldiers discovered Wu Ze and Yang Dali and shouted at them: "Which part of you are from?"
Wu Ze immediately replied in Japanese: "We are the Takeo team..."
Wu Ze answered based on the sign on the scouts, saying that he was performing a reconnaissance mission and had to pass by here.
The other party no longer speaks or stops it.
Seeing this, Wu Ze was delighted and hurriedly winked at Yang Dali. The two of them seized the time to pass by.
boom!
boom!
boom!
...
The heavy artillery of the Japanese corps kept roaring, and shells flew over the heads of the two men and bombarded the positions of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment.
"What a good thing, it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to seize it." Yang Dali looked at the power of the heavy artillery with great jealousy in his eyes.
"Let's go over there." Wu Ze pulled Yang Dali and suddenly changed direction.
"Aren't we going to pass through here quickly? Now..." Yang Dali shut up before he finished speaking, because the Japanese soldiers came towards him.
"Can you use artillery?" When the Japanese soldiers came over, Wu Ze asked Yang Dali.
"What do you mean?"
"Asking my question, hurry up." Wu Zeshumu.
"I can use mortars." Yang Dali replied.
"Yeah." Wu Ze ummed, didn't say anything anymore, and took Yang Dali to the position of the logistics transport team.
Here, there are Japanese cars, horses, and some other ammunition and weapons.
There are no Japanese soldiers here, only the Imperial Army.
"Wu Ze, what are we doing?" Yang Dali was suspicious.
"Don't talk, don't you use the cannon? Take it quickly." Wu Ze pointed to Yang Dali at the place where the mortar was placed.
"What, get a cannon?" Yang Dali was immediately confused when he heard this.
Aren't we going to run for life?
Chapter completed!