Rise From Eight Hundred

This is not the first time since the Battle of Songhu that Chinese soldiers have launched such a decisive counterattack.

The last time they did this was probably the 60,000 Guangxi Wolf Army who first arrived on the battlefield.

They charged against the Japanese light and heavy machine guns, infantry artillery and even poison gas bombs. In just one day, the entire battlefield was covered with skeletons.

Sixty thousand, only twenty thousand left.

The army general known as Little Zhuge was in tears at the headquarters.

Their counterattack only proved their reputation for bravery.

Tang Dao and his comrades don't know what the outcome will be this time.

They only knew that fighter planes were hard to find, and they finally found the Japanese artillery position that threatened the highlands the most. If they did not carry out a brilliant blow like this, more of their comrades would die from Japanese artillery shells. .

Just like the two infantry companies on Highland 3 that were completely exhausted.

No matter what, they have to give it a try, even if it costs their own lives!

The Japanese frontline infantrymen did not expect this kind of behavior of the Chinese to seek death, nor did Yanagawa Kazuo.

Yanagawa Kazuo's good luck actually continues.

In the first round of mortar firing, more than a dozen shells actually landed behind the Japanese defensive positions, just around the top commander Yanagawa Kazuo.

But he had a good staff officer. The Japanese captain was very quick to knock Yanagawa Kazuo to the ground with a tiger attack at the moment when his lieutenant commander was still playing with his eyes. On the body.

The movements were rough and the posture was unbearable to look at, but the effect was impressive. The flying shrapnel and the overflowing air waves did not cause any harm to Yanagawa Kazuo.

The two elites of the Japanese army, the captain and the lieutenant colonel, maintained an intimate state of "you hug me, I chew the mud" amidst the artillery fire, until the artillery fire gradually became sparse.

Then, the two 'men' who were rarely so close finally looked up and saw the scene in front of them clearly, and their balls shrank together.

The darkness had long since been dispersed by burning vegetation, dozens of flares, and searchlights sweeping wildly.

Hundreds of dark blue soldiers were rushing towards the forward position at high speed. They were so determined that not even the smoke of gunfire could stop their progress.

However, the Japanese infantrymen on the forward position seemed to have not recovered from the incoming shelling. Even the observation post with a hand-cranked siren did not sound any alarm.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Two Japanese officers still lying on the ground yelled in unison.

However, they are still a little too far away from the forward position. In other words, the Japanese soldiers who had just experienced the crazy bombardment temporarily lost their hearing. Let alone shouting from a hundred meters away, even if they shouted into their ears, the effect would be limited.

The Japanese troops in the forward position were still unaware, but the Chinese soldiers had already rushed to a hundred meters.

"Baga!" Yanagawa Kazuo finally stood up, his face was ashen, he pulled out his command sword and pointed forward. "The time has come, brave Imperial artillerymen, to serve His Majesty the Emperor."

As an experienced soldier, Yanagawa Kazuo knew what would happen if the Chinese were to break through the defensive positions in front of the artillery positions and wait for the seemingly large number of artillerymen.

It's death! The artillerymen, who didn't have much experience in infantry combat, were no better than a little chicken when faced with elite infantry at close quarters.

All he can do now is to lead the artillerymen under his command to rush into the defensive position, and together with the soldiers of the guard squadron, keep the Chinese out of the position.

In that case, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel, who had prepared for the worst, had just pulled out his command sword when he was hugged by the captain's staff officer on the side, "Your Majesty Lieutenant Colonel, please don't do this! If you die in battle, the Chinese will use this to attack you." The reputation of the empire and the division.”

Although the Japanese captain didn't make it very clear, the general idea was that it doesn't matter if you die, but if the Chinese chop off your head, the Chinese will make a big fuss about it in public opinion. Your Excellency, Lieutenant Colonel of the Imperial Fifth Division What do you think are the consequences of a picture of your head being published in a newspaper?

If it were an ordinary captain officer, Yanagawa Kazuo in a rage could probably kill him with a single blow. Damn it, the Chinese haven’t even arrived yet! Are you just helping the Chinese worry about my head?

But as the empire's prestigious 'Steel Army', before the war began, there were not five hundred but three hundred nobles and nobles who chose to join this army with outstanding merits. This captain was five or six years younger than Yanagawa Kazuo. Just one of them.

If he kills this guy with fear, nothing will happen in the short term, but if he wants to move to a higher position in the future, it won't be that easy.

What's more, what he said actually makes some sense. We are a man who will become a general sooner or later. How can we die in this unknown place inexplicably? Thinking of this, Yanagawa Kazuo's originally indomitable momentum suddenly weakened.

This person is just afraid of thinking. Once he starts to look forward and backward, all his previous determination will be in vain.

Of course, the reason why the Japanese captain risked his life to prevent his superior from committing a crime was not for the sake of the reputation of the empire and the division.

Yanagawa Kazuo, the top commander, was going to risk his life, and naturally he, the wing headquarters staff officer, had to keep up. He stopped his boss mainly to save his own life.

With such a delay, the artillerymen who were already prepared and waiting for military orders could only stay in place and continue waiting, completely losing their best opportunity to support the front-line positions.

Originally, with the addition of more than 300 new troops, they could not only drive the 300 people led by Tang Dao out of the position, but also cause heavy casualties to them.

Because, once a hand-to-hand fight is carried out, if the Japanese artillery is not afraid, one-on-one will be no problem at all, at least it will not be worse than the Sichuan Army, which is only two centimeters taller than them.

Moreover, because of their reinforcements, the Japanese troops on the front line can completely crush the Chinese soldiers who rushed in.

No matter how daring to die, insufficient troops will lead to failure.

In fact, even Tang Dao himself has prepared for the casualty rate of more than 80%.

The losses may be great, but as long as these ten guns can be blown up, all the losses are worth it. Otherwise, these guns can take away lives that exceed the number of casualties in this battle several times.

Unfortunately, Yanagawa Kazuo's courage was completely annihilated by the man who just hugged him.

The death squad ran all the way to a distance of nearly 100 meters before being discovered by the front-line Japanese army. The shouting and screaming filled the entire position. Bullets were fired from time to time, and dark blue figures fell from time to time.

The dark blue figure also started to shoot, but basically after firing a shot, he held the gun and ran wildly, entering the final charge stage.

How could the Chinese soldiers who were not afraid of the oncoming machine guns and rifle bullets be afraid of the upcoming hand-to-hand combat?

On the evening a few hours ago, the two infantry companies on Hill No. 3, which were about to be annihilated but still did not retreat a single person, set an example for these Chinese soldiers.

What is revenge? This is it!

I have retreated before, so I will not retreat this time! My body will be integrated with my position.

The name of revenge can be completely gone.

So this time, they don’t need to avenge their shame, they are called dare to die.

In the reflection of the flare, the blade is as cold as frost!

"Kill!" The veins on the neck of the Tang sword popped up, and it roared loudly!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Chinese soldiers who had been charging silently and holding their breath responded in unison with the word "kill" in three directions.

The killing sound echoed in the empty mountains.

The murderous intent revealed in it was even more chilling than the wind in winter.