One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

Baihegang

Night fell, but the battle did not stop.

The Japanese launched a large number of flares and incendiary bombs, illuminating the core hills as if it were daytime. In some places, raging fires even broke out, illuminating the battlefield as if it were a scene of carnage.

The 108th Division had run out of ammunition, and the soldiers had to climb out of their trenches to collect ammunition from the bodies of Japanese soldiers.

Many structures have been completely disrupted, and the clones have spontaneously formed combat teams to fight independently.

Wang Lei's core command post was also infiltrated by small groups of Japanese troops several times, and his guard force was almost completely wiped out.

Zhou Weiguo, along with his staff and support personnel, took up arms and engaged in a fierce battle with the invading Japanese soldiers near the command post.

The Japanese soldiers' madness was beyond imagination.

Even though they had suffered heavy losses, the Japanese soldiers fought to the death and launched wave after wave of attacks.

Even though Wang Lei was a clone, he felt despair at this moment.

Surrounded on all sides, the Japanese troops seemed endless, while Wang Lei's soldiers numbered less than four thousand.

Under the night sky, Baihegang resembles a vast graveyard, permeated with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder.

After Wang Lei finally managed to repel a wave of Japanese troops' attack with all his might, the battlefield fell into a brief silence.

Zhou Weiguo struggled to crawl to Wang Lei's side, his voice hoarse:

"Commander...brothers...we're almost out..."

Wang Lei looked around; all he saw were corpses.

Their 108th Division has burned itself out; they have done everything they could.

Wang Lei has played every single game since the Battle of Shanghai began, and he has no regrets.

"Tell the brothers who can still move..."

"Our 108th Division has accomplished everything that soldiers can do."

"Now, it's not about victory, it's about dignity! It's about letting the Japanese devils know that if they want to annihilate us, they'll have to pay a price they can't afford!"

"Distribute grenades to everyone, one for each person. Even if we die, we must take one Japanese soldier with us."

The order was passed down silently, and the surviving soldiers silently took the grenades. No one cried, no one complained, only a resolute determination to live and die with the position.

Flares were raised again, their pale light illuminating the position; a new wave of Japanese attacks was about to begin.

This will be the 108th Division's last battle.

......

Just as Wang Lei was surrounded and fighting a bloody battle at Baihegang, Zhu Yong was leading two thousand elite troops on a surprise attack on Chuanjiangkou.

They avoided main roads and took only country lanes, bypassing the Japanese strongholds.

Zhu Yong walked at the front of the group. No one in the group spoke. He had already learned from Wang Lei that the Japanese 13th Division was besieging the 108th Division.

This was good news for him, because the 13th Division was supposed to be guarding the mouth of the Chuanjiang River.

Now that the 13th Division has left, the defenses at Kawagoekou will certainly be weak.

"Faster! Faster!"

Zhu Yong kept speeding up, clearly understanding that every minute and every second was incredibly precious.

Under Zhu Yong's forced march, he finally arrived at the mouth of the Chuanjiang River at four o'clock in the morning.

At this moment, the port of Chuanjiang was brightly lit, and Zhu Yong could even see the ships moored in the harbor through his binoculars.

However, he could also see that the defensive fortifications inside and outside the Chuanjiang Estuary were very well-prepared, with densely packed Japanese soldiers constantly moving back and forth inside the fortifications.

Based on visual estimation, there are at least three thousand Japanese soldiers.

Even though the main force of the 13th Division has been transferred, these three thousand men are not something Zhu Yong can take down now.

Zhu Yong had no choice but to look at his system panel.

[Ding! You have killed 19876]

They killed 4,000 men in the Yamada Detachment command, 10,000 men in the 99th Brigade, and 6,000 men from the 3rd Division and the 13th Division.

With these 20,000 men, Zhu Yong was confident that they could destroy the Japanese command post and seize the Japanese naval fleet tonight.

However, he did not commit suicide immediately. Instead, he took advantage of the darkness and kept sneaking towards the Japanese fortifications.

Thanks to Zhu Yong's special operations skills, he led two thousand men and managed to get within a kilometer of the Japanese fortifications' outer perimeter.

Just as Zhu Yong was about to get closer, the huge searchlight finally spotted them.

"Baka yarou! Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!"

Zhu Yong's face darkened, and he dropped his pretense, roaring sharply:

"kill!!"

"kill!!"

More than two thousand clones, like swords drawn from their sheaths, split into several groups and rushed straight to the core area of ​​the Chuanjiang Estuary, including the docks, warehouses, oil depots, communications centers, and the Japanese naval ports.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

The Japanese strongpoints immediately opened fire, and the piercing gunfire echoed through the night sky, waking the Japanese garrison from their sleep and forcing them to hastily engage in battle.

Zhu Yong headed straight for the dock area, which was his main target.

"Follow me!" Zhu Yong, carrying a Type 96 machine gun, led the charge.

Braving sporadic machine gun fire from the Japanese warships, he charged forward and engaged in fierce fighting with the Japanese infantry guarding the dock.

Bullets whizzed past him, striking the walls and sending sparks flying. One by one, his clones fell around him, but more men followed relentlessly, seemingly without fear of death.

"Grenade!!"

The grenadier immediately threw grenades at the Japanese firing positions to suppress their firepower.

"Boom! Boom!"

Taking advantage of the lull in the explosion, Zhu Yong suddenly rushed into the port area.

Taking advantage of the smoke of battle, he led dozens of his clones to attack the Japanese warships anchored at the seaside.

......

On the Izumo.

Matsui Iwane was awakened by the loud explosion coming from the direction of Kawaeguchi.

When he received the report that "the mouth of the Chuanjiang River was attacked by the main force of the Chinese army", he was so shocked that he jumped out of bed and his face turned pale instantly.

"What?! Kawaeguchi?! How is this possible?!"

"Where did this main force of the Chinese army come from?!" Matsui Iwane could hardly believe his ears.

"Commander! The situation is critical! The Chinese army is storming the harbor. Please order the navy to evacuate immediately!"

"Baka yarou!!"

Matsui Iwane was both shocked and furious, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Chuanjiangkou was not only a logistics hub, but also an important forward base for the Imperial Navy. Its loss would have extremely dire consequences.

"Order! Immediately deploy Marines for landing support! Order all available nearby troops to reinforce Chuanjiangkou at top speed! Hurry!!"

Matsui Iwane roared hoarsely, "Order all warships to leave port immediately, without giving the Chinese troops a chance to board!"

Just as the Japanese naval fleet was about to leave the port, Zhu Yong rushed to the port. Looking at the warships that were so close at hand, Zhu Yong suddenly laughed wildly.

Just as the Japanese soldiers were about to shoot Zhu Yong, Zhu Yong slowly raised his gun to his forehead.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

This time, Zhu Yong chose to be reborn on the Izumo!