Bright Sword: From Northwest Shanxi to Changjin Lake, a Hundred Battles, a Hundred Victories

Chapter 34 Sacrifice
The pursuing Japanese soldiers, including the company commander, looked at the terrain ahead and smiled smugly.

"Yoshi, there's a flat piece of land ahead. This Chinese army has no cover and will be wiped out by us soon. Speed ​​up! This credit belongs to my Ono Company."

The Japanese company commander gave the order.

After a day and a night of pursuit, and despite deploying so many troops, the enemy had not been captured, and Ono's squadron was about to be wiped out.

They deserve this honor.

"Company commander, the Japanese are catching up."

"Prepare for battle, buy time for the regimental commander." Sun Kun, holding a light machine gun, lay prone behind the earthen slope, waiting for the Japanese soldiers to get close before firing.

After a day and a night of fighting, their ammunition was running low, so they had to use it sparingly.

Before long, the Japanese soldiers approached the earthen mound and began to charge at the enemy who were hiding behind it, barely clinging to life.

The enemy has been chased for so long that they have little fighting power left; a single charge will take them down.

As the Japanese soldiers approached, Sun Kun suddenly poked his head out with his gun and began firing bullets at them.

"beat!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the other ten soldiers also opened fire, while simultaneously throwing grenades at the Japanese soldiers.

With the badges and the close range, each bullet fired by the soldiers could basically hit a Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned by this sudden counterattack and began to retreat after losing more than twenty corpses.

"Baka! Fire! Annihilate these enemies!"

The Japanese company commander shouted angrily.

As the Japanese artillery rained down, the soldiers retreated to the earthen slope to take shelter from the fire.

After the artillery fire, four soldiers were killed.

Sun Kun wiped the dirt off his face and shouted, "Keep fighting! The Japanese will be coming up as soon as the artillery fire stops!"

The Japanese soldiers were well-trained; as soon as the artillery fire stopped, another squad of Japanese soldiers quickly crept up.

However, after leaving behind more than a dozen corpses under Sun Kun's machine gun fire, they retreated again.

"Continue the shelling! Wipe out this entire enemy force!" The Japanese company commander was even more furious.

More than three hundred Japanese soldiers were actually stopped by a Chinese army of only a dozen men; it was an utter disgrace.

They once had a squadron that chased down an entire brigade of the Chinese army.

As the artillery fire resumed, the soldiers retreated behind the earthen mound.

This time, the Japanese artillery fire was fierce, as if it were free.

After the artillery fire subsided, Sun Kun was pulled from the ground by two surviving soldiers.

"Never mind me, prepare for battle, the Japanese devils are coming again."

"Company commander, we've run out of ammunition."

"Where are the other brothers?"

"They've all sacrificed themselves, leaving only the three of us."

"What about grenades? Do we have any more grenades?" Sun Kun asked.

There are only three left.

"Quick, bring it here."

A soldier brought the last three grenades.

"Did you hear the explosion when the commander and his men blew up the bridge?"

"I heard it. Not long after the Japanese artillery fire stopped, I heard an explosion in the distance," said one of the surviving soldiers.

Hearing that his commander and his men had successfully blown up the bridge, Sun Kun breathed a sigh of relief. Holding a grenade, Sun Kun panted, "The Japanese are coming up soon, are you scared?"

"Don't worry, we've already killed enough Japanese devils, it's been worth it."

Seeing that the two soldiers were still alive, Sun Kun patted them on the shoulder.

"Okay, as soon as the Japanese devils come up, we'll detonate the grenades and take a few more of them with us."

Looking at the fearless soldiers, Sun Kun had an idea and said, "Let's sing a song. Let's sing the guerrilla song that the regimental commander taught us. I'll start."

"We are all sharpshooters"

"We are all sharpshooters, each bullet eliminates an enemy."

"We are all air force personnel, no matter how high the mountains or how deep the waters."

"."

boom!
As Sun Kun detonated the grenade, three Eighth Route Army soldiers heroically sacrificed their lives after killing twelve Japanese soldiers.

Eleven Eighth Route Army soldiers, facing an enemy ten times their size, fought with unwavering fighting spirit and a willingness to sacrifice themselves.

Despite lacking ammunition and fortifications, they managed to hold off the Japanese force for a full hour, inflicting heavy casualties on the enemy and thwarting their operational plans.

The next evening, Chen Ming slowly woke up.

He was exhausted. He had been directing the battle for a whole day and night, and he dared not be negligent for a moment. He had to observe the movements of the Japanese troops through the map at any time and lead his soldiers to break through the encirclement. His spirit was already stretched to the limit.

I was so dizzy that I slept for a full day and night.

Upon waking up, Chen Ming immediately observed his surroundings.

"Commander, you're awake."

Beside him, Wang Dabiao, his eyes bloodshot, exclaimed in surprise.

"Da Biao, where is this?" Chen Ming asked.

"This is the headquarters of the Independent Regiment. We met Commander Kong Jie of the Independent Regiment on our way back, and he led us back to the headquarters first," Da Biao said.

"Have you made contact with the main force? Have they successfully broken through? And what about Sun Kun?" Chen Ming continued to ask.

"We made contact. The troops that broke through sent word that the Japanese were all closing in on us, but they escaped without being detected and successfully broke through," Da Biao said.

"Company Commander Sun, in order to cover our retreat, led ten soldiers to stay behind and all of them sacrificed their lives." Wang Dabiao's voice choked with emotion.

Upon hearing Wang Dabiao's words, Chen Ming remained silent for a long time. He knew that Sun Kun must have knocked him unconscious and chosen to cover his retreat.

"Sun Kun, you damn well blame me, Chen Ming, for not being able to protect your own brother. I'm so sorry, my brother." Chen Ming covered his face and sobbed uncontrollably.

The Japanese artillery fire did not bring him to tears, nor did the bullet that struck his arm bring him to tears.

Now, however, because of his own efforts to cover his retreat, the twelve men from his district squad had sacrificed themselves on the way to cover the retreat. Chen Ming wept uncontrollably.

When the district squad encountered the Japanese and only twelve men remained, it was Sun Kun who carried Chen Ming on his back during the retreat. The two were revolutionary comrades-in-arms and brothers who had risked their lives for each other.

Now, Sun Kun saved him once again, but sacrificed himself in the process.

Through the battle report, Chen Ming saw the battle report of this ambush.

[Congratulations, Commander! Your team has successfully completed an ambush and earned a Level 3 Research Badge.]

[Tier 3 Research Badge: Research speed of troops under your command +60%]

Below this news was the report that 1,100 Japanese soldiers had been annihilated and 447 soldiers had been killed.

Admittedly, in the overall context of the War of Resistance Against Japan, this was undoubtedly a great victory. It was a brilliant victory against overwhelming odds, and the Japanese army paid a heavy price.

The destroyed weapons and equipment indirectly saved the lives of countless revolutionary fighters.

For Chen Ming, however, the price was like a blood-stained cotton ball stuck in his throat, something he couldn't spit out or swallow.

(End of this chapter)