Rise from the sword

Chapter 118 annihilated!

Taiyuan.

Yoshio Shinozuka stood up abruptly from his chair, and looked at the staff officer who informed him:
"Ask for help from our department?"

The tone and eyes of the commander of the Taiyuan First Army were full of doubts.

Doubts about the content of the telegram just now.

Within [-] kilometers around Taiyuan, there are troops from the imperial army who need help?
Those who can telegraph for help must be equipped with a radio station, and the minimum is a reinforced squadron. This kind of squadron has more than 200 people, equipped with an independent artillery squad, and has the ability to fight independently.And if it can pose a threat to a strengthened squadron and need help, according to the combat effectiveness of the Republic of China army, at least one regiment is needed.Even their so-called German weapon masters at least need a reinforcement battalion.

The First Army has [-] imperial troops stationed in Taiyuan!
Moreover, it is still daytime!Today is also sunny!His Taiyuan Cavalry Wing and Flying Brigade are still there!

Who in the Republic of China is so courageous?
"Hi!"

The staff officer bowed his head and handed over the telegram in his hand, and repeated the content of the telegram: "The Kwantung Army's Xiaoshi Squadron and two were ambushed by a large number of Eighth Route Army in an area [-] kilometers north of Taiyuan. The situation is critical. Shao Zuo Xiaoshi requested to send troops for support."

After receiving the telegram and looking at it, Yoshio Shinozuka was taken aback for a moment:
"Fifty kilometers to the north, the enemy is equipped with artillery, and the scale is at least 500?"

Shinozuka Yoshio originally thought that this time a certain unit should be attacked by a small group of enemy guerrillas, and the telegrapher wanted to report the situation, but mistakenly sent the news of the attack as a telegram for help, but the telegrapher in Taiyuan obviously also thought This has happened, so it has been confirmed many times.

Then he broke out suddenly and slapped the table:
"Baga, if that person is looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

"Order the cavalry wing to set off quickly, and the flight brigade immediately send planes to support it."

The table was slapped and creaked, and the staff was terrified.

"Hi!"

The staff officer quickly lowered his head and ran to convey the order.

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The battle in Wild Wolf Valley went very smoothly.

The independent regiment has a geographical advantage, an advantage in firepower, and a surprise attack can barely be regarded as occupying the sky. In addition, the little devil committed suicide, counterattacked against the first wave of the most violent firepower, and led the two devils to charge together. Jiazhu teammates, this also led to the fact that just about 10 minutes after the battle started, more than 500 of the [-] devils and puppet troops were killed, and they had to be completely defeated and fled.

"Come on!"

Wielding a big blade, Li Yunlong led the first battalion and the third battalion who rushed up from behind the highway to kill the devils. He would chop at the devils along the way, even the second devils.

This group of "Iron Stone" puppet troops came from the Northeast, and their predecessors were a group of bandits and bullies who did all kinds of evil, and they were not much better than the Japanese.

But he could only cut down the wounded devil and the second devil.

Because someone is faster and more ruthless than him.

Zhang Dabiao took the lead, with a big blade in one hand and a pistol in the other, charging at the front of the line. When he saw those lying on the ground, he would shoot directly, and those who were standing would shoot at them with a knife. None of the puppet soldiers and devils who were fleeing were the same. Enemy, you will be caught in seconds when you meet.

The charging crowd behind them was also unambiguous. The machine gunners followed up on both wings. One team stopped and fired, while the other team followed up and charged. The two teams alternated and kept suppressing firepower. .

The riflemen also followed the charge with their bayonets upright. Needless to say, the veterans, the recruits also kept in mind the teachings in the training. As long as the devils are moving, no matter what the situation is, they will directly shoot the bayonet.

The devils and puppet troops fled in a hurry, unable to organize an effective resistance. Only sporadic devils resisted occasionally, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the charging crowd.

The blood, broken limbs, devil's wailing and dying counterattack, the collision of bayonets and knives, and the occasional stray bullets passing by, made the recruits who joined the independent regiment for about a month experience the bloody and cruelty of the battlefield for the first time.

"die!"

After killing a second devil who was still struggling with a single shot, Zhang Dabiao let out a loud roar, and slashed at a devil soldier vertically.

However, this ghost soldier was obviously a good player. With the bayonet, he even picked off Zhang Dabiao's sword. After that, he still had the strength to take advantage of the situation and stab Zhang Dabiao's face with the bayonet.

Zhang Dabiao's eyes flashed, he dodged the bayonet, put away his pistol with itchy hands, and was planning to fight this devil a few times.

Suddenly, hoo, a flash of red tassels flashed by, a red tasseled gun was inserted straight into the devil's chest, the sharp tip of the gun came out through the body, then the white wax rod bent, and the tip of the red tasseled gun was slashed, and the devil's body was thrown to one side, Blood kept gushing out.

The shot went straight into the devil's heart.

A burly man with a cropped head lifted the red-tasseled spear in one hand and continued to rush forward. This shot was shot by the monk.

"Damn it!"

The devils he got were robbed, Zhang Dabiao was furious, most of the devils here were puppet soldiers, and there were few devils in the first place, he finally met one, but he was robbed.

Zhang Dabiao was so angry that he tore off his hat, picked up the big blade with both hands, and rushed forward to grab the head with the monk.

In the middle of the charging team, Wang Xikui jumped to the edge of a road with light cat steps, then squatted, held his breath, aimed and fired, pulled the bolt to reload, got up and continued to charge, his movements were smooth and silky.

And every time he shoots, a devil and puppet army must be shot to the end, without exception.

"That's what it feels like."

Taking a deep breath, the familiar feeling reminded Wang Xikui of the time when he was chasing prey in the mountains. The devil was the prey, and he was a hunter, chasing after him, looking for opportunities, and then killing him with one shot.

Snapped···

After chasing for more than ten meters, Wang Xikui squatted down again and raised his gun to shoot.

A devil who tried to shoot back was hit in the head and fell straight down, along with the [-] cap in his hand.

"The tenth!"

With a soft mutter, Wang Xikui took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, and continued to catch up.

Not counting the puppet army, this is the tenth devil he killed, and the head of the regiment said that the one who can kill ten is the trump card. In the independent regiment, only five people have won the title of trump card.

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boom···

An 82 mortar shell exploded in the fleeing devils and puppet army. Two unlucky second devils were hit directly. The [-] kg charge of Hesorkin was so powerful that the flesh and blood of the two second devils were separated from the explosion. Splashed all around.

Fortunately, only one cannon was firing at this time, and the rate of fire dropped drastically, because the devils were running away, and the position was always changing. Cannons, the devils can bear it.

"Bagaya Road!"

Looking back at the Eighth Route Army that was chasing him, Sano Xiaoshi gritted his teeth with hatred.

At this moment, he wished he could rush forward and fight this group of Eighth Route Army to the death.

However, looking at the densely packed machine guns on both wings and the shells exploding in the team from time to time, he rationally dismissed this idea.At this time, his team was scattered, and if he wanted to fight back, he had to gather together, otherwise the scattered troops could only be sent to death, but the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side had too many machine guns. Mortar target.

"Quick retreat..."

Clutching the samurai sword in his hand, Sato Koishi said fiercely.

Who said that the Eighth Route Army had poor weapons and weak firepower?

This is also called weak firepower?

Also, this place is only [-] kilometers away from Taiyuan. Is the law and order in the area occupied by the First Army so bad?Let a large group of enemies swagger to ambush the imperial army?
During the panic of fleeing, Sato Koishi cursed at the Taiyuan First Army in his heart.

"Fire!"

At this time, the devil had already fled to the exit of Wild Wolf Valley. This was a corner, which was the ambush position of the Second Battalion. As soon as the devil emerged, dozens of machine guns and hundreds of rifles greeted the devil directly.

Suddenly, more than a dozen devils and puppet soldiers who rushed to the front fell straight down.

"Grenade!"

The devils behind hurriedly searched for a hiding place, but Shen Quan set up the ambush position very close, only a distance of tens of meters, almost pointing the muzzle of the gun at the entrance of the road. Before the devils had time to lie down and hide, dozens of German-made The big tumor flew over, and in the violent explosion, more than a dozen devils were thrown off their feet.

"Come on!"

When the first wave of fire fell, Shen Quan took the lead and rushed up with the second battalion.

From the first battalion to the second battalion, Shen Quan and the soldiers of the second battalion were extremely unhappy.

Although there is no difference in treatment between the second battalion and the first battalion, the supplies, equipment, food and sleep are the same.Even the first battalion often does some hard work. For example, the first battalion does the work of the first battalion, and the first battalion often does the same when retreating.

But in the independent regiment, this was a dream. In the past, every time for the main attack position, the battalion commanders would blush and have thick necks?But now, everything is left to Yiying.

However, according to the rules of the head of the regiment, whoever is the most powerful is the first battalion. His battalion under Shen Quan is not as good as that of Zhang Dabiao.

But who will be convinced?In order to regain the ground, Shen Quan directly deployed the second battalion on a position 20 meters away from the road, and fought with the devils at close range, so that the troops could experience the most realistic actual combat, in order to sharpen the team with actual combat, and then regain the position of the first battalion.

"Withdraw, withdraw to the right..."

There were heavy troops blocking in front, and then heavy troops chasing after him, and he had less than 200 people left. The ratio of the enemy to us was at least seven to one, and the firepower was also very different. Sano Xiaoshi could only lead the troops to the right side in a hurry. Fleeing on the hillside.

Fortunately, the hillside on the right side of the corner exit is relatively gentle. After paying the price of more than 70 people being killed by the second battalion and the first and third battalions that caught up, Sano Xiaoshi led the remaining less than a hundred people to the small flat land on the hillside .

Then before he had time to run a few steps, there was a dense sound of horseshoes in front of him.

The cavalry company of the new regiment made a move.

"idiot!"

The moment he saw the cavalry, Sano Xiaoshi knew that this time, he had absolutely no possibility of retreating, none of them was possible, and he felt ruthless, he tore off the hat on his head, and rushed forward screaming:

"Long live the Emperor!"

The commander charged, and the devils brainwashed with Bushido spirit also howled slogans, and launched a desperate charge towards the three battalions of the independent regiment who rushed up to one side with bayonets.

More than 50 devil groups collided with more than 500 people gathered towards the independent group.

Gunshots, stabbing sounds, and the sound of bayonets cutting through flesh and bones.

After one round, all the devils fell to the ground.

On the contrary, more than 30 second devils spread oil on their feet and fled away. However, these desperadoes obviously didn't know how terrible cavalry was to infantry, especially scattered infantry. In the end, all these second devils died under the cavalry's saber.

At this time, there was a buzzing sound in the distance.

The devil's plane has arrived!
(End of this chapter)