"The Japanese are coming up at the brigade! What should I do?" Company Commander Hou Wanshan hugged and came to General Zhao Dengyu. Looking at the black and dense Japanese soldiers in front of the high ground, he asked anxiously.

General Zhao Dengyu looked ahead with a stern expression, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes, he raised the sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Send the order to wait for the opportunity. After the Japanese approach, throw all the grenades out, and then prepare for hand-to-hand combat! Fight with the Eastern people to the end, stick to the wait for help!"

"Yes!" Hou Wanshan whispered in a serious expression, and then turned around and conveyed the order.

Zhang Xinghan leaned his back against the bunker, grabbed a handful of soil and applied it to the big knife that was already covered with Japanese blood, and then stroked it hard, wiping away the dirty blood from the big knife. At this time, the company commander Hou Wanshan's low voice sounded: "The brigade has orders, everyone is ready to fight, throw all the grenades out, and fight with the Eastern people in hand-to-hand combat!"

Everyone in the fourth company heard Hou Wanshan's voice, and they all looked stern, rubbing their hands and fists, eager to try. The squad leader Zhao Heita had no expression, sat next to the two wounded soldiers, and did not speak.

In the battle just now, Zhang Xinghan's squad was the most serious. Except for the two injured, only Zhang Xinghan and Hou Wanshan were the ones who could stand.

The two lying on the ground, one of them was cut open with a bayonet by the Japanese, and their intestines were left. With the medical conditions at this time and the current environment, Zhao Heita and Zhang Xinghan both understood that he would not live long.

Another soldier was blown off one hand and one foot by a Japanese soldier who had pulled the grenade. The two of them were wrapped in bandages, but none of them were all soaked in blood.

The warrior whose belly was cut open, blood was constantly pouring out of the gauze wrapped around his belly. His body twitched without hearing it. He grabbed Zhao Heita next to him with one hand and said weakly: "Squad leader, am I going to die?"

"Don't say stupid things! Didn't you say that your mother had booked a baby for you in her hometown? Your sister Erya, who has not passed the door, is still waiting for you to go back to marry her, you won't die!" Zhao Heita held the warrior's hand tightly with one hand, and pressed the other hand on his stomach, in order to prevent the blood from flowing outward.

"Eya..." The warrior looked a little yearning, as if he had returned to his beautiful hometown, and when he was a child, he caught grasshoppers in the fields, played hide-and-seek, and herded cattle for the landlord's house. When he recalled that wonderful time, the warrior's face relaxed a little, as if the beautiful memories could temporarily relieve the severe pain caused by the wound.

Suddenly, the soldier spitted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body began to twitch violently. Zhao Heita asked anxiously: "Ergouzi, how are you doing? Hold on!"

"Squad leader! I really want to go home! I miss my parents, I miss Erya..." Ergouzi said with a weak tone, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he choked.

"Go home! After fighting the Japanese devils, the squad leader will take you home!" Zhao Heita said with a stern tone.

"Wow!" Ergouzi spat another mouthful of blood in a violent twitching. Zhang Xinghan, who was standing beside him, looked at Ergouzi's eyes gradually dissipated. He knew that the warrior had reached the end of his death.

"Squad leader! I, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore! I want to ask for the squad leader for something!" Ergouzi said softly intermittently.

"You said!" Zhao Heita said with a little excited expression.

"After I die, if the squad leader has the chance, he will ask you to my hometown, help me see my parents' grave, and burn some paper money, and say that their son is unfilial and cannot visit them often. In addition, please tell me that Erya, I miss her very much..." Ergouzi said, his breath was a little disordered and he was not angry.

Zhao Heita only asked with care and asked: "Ergouzi, are you okay? Hold on! Hold on!"

"Brother, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved. Today, if you fight for the nation and die for the country, death is also glorious! Your parents will not blame you, they will be proud of you! Don't worry! The squad leader will definitely bring you to you!" Zhang Xinghan said quickly to Ergouzi on the side.

I saw Ergouzi smiled with relief when he heard Zhang Xinghan's words, and his head tilted, and he was immediately extinguished. His young life ended.

"Ergouzi!" Zhao Heita shouted in deep grief.

It turned out that Zhao Heita and Ergouzi were fellow villagers, and they were the Northwest Army who joined together. They had a deep relationship.

At this moment, a crisp gunshot sounded, and all the officers and soldiers of the Big Sword Team suddenly felt energetic. Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita didn't care about their sorrows, and the gunshots were orders.

The bomb throwers who had already prepared had unscrewed the back cover of the grenade, pulled the lead, and then threw it out hard.

At this time, the Japanese army was still more than fifty meters away from the high ground. Although the distance was not close, the bomb droppers were thrown down from high and the bomb droppers were the main force in the army, so the first wave of grenades should be thrown out at least about fifty-five to sixty meters, because Zhang Xinghan saw that the locust-like grenade fell into the Japanese van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van van

The grenade that exploded on the ground immediately exploded the Japanese soldiers, and blood flowed. The wanton shrapnel were like the sickle of the God of Death, knocking down the Japanese soldiers one after another.

After being bombed, the Japanese soldiers behind not only did not stop advancing, but rushed up more quickly under the command of the commander, and shot while rushing.

The Japanese grenade launcher followed up began to show its might and send grenades to the high ground.

After the grenade landed, it exploded immediately, and a dazzling red light suddenly appeared on the entire high ground.

The Big Sword Team originally carried not many grenades, and with the previous consumption, the grenades were almost thrown after the bombers dropped less than three rounds in a row.

Although the Japanese were given a large amount of killing and injury, they were unable to organize the Japanese to advance. Moreover, several grenades were hit by Japanese magic gunmen and died on the spot.

Seeing that the Japanese were close to less than thirty meters, General Zhao Dengyu roared with a big knife in his hand: "Brothers, follow me!"

"Go! Go!"

"Kill! Catch!" All the members of the Big Sword Team, including Zhang Xinghan, jumped up one after another, roaring like thunder, like a tiger going down the mountain, and rushed towards the Japanese under the leadership of General Zhao Dengyu.

"Kill gag!" A Japanese squadron leader was overjoyed when he saw the Chinese army rushing out to fight with the imperial army in hand-to-hand combat. He waved his command knife excitedly and scolded his officers and soldiers to charge. The Japanese soldiers pulled the bolts one after another, quickly retreated all the bullets in the gun chamber, and rushed up in a mess.

The distance of thirty meters arrived in an instant. The two sides then launched fierce hand-to-hand and blade fighting.

"Kill!" Zhao Heita shouted like a loud bell, holding a knife in both hands and slashing Huashan with one knife, cutting a Japanese soldier who was trying to hold a gun to block it and cut into two pieces.

At this time, Zhao Heita's eyes were red, and his ferocious face showed all the murderous aura. He was like a wild beast with his hair, roaring and slashing.

Zhang Xinghan's skills are naturally not comparable to these ordinary Japanese soldiers. The sharp big sword instantly ended the lives of the two Japanese soldiers.

As the killing rose, Zhang Xinghan couldn't help but yelled loudly, but the big knife in his hand had never stopped.

General Zhao Dengyu led the way with his wounded body and fought bloody battles with the enemy, which greatly encouraged the soldiers of the Big Sword Team. The morale of the officers and soldiers was greatly boosted, and they fought to the deathless battle with the enemy in front of them.

At this time, the bright moon hanging high in the night sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the night sky and the moon were both feeling tragic for the bloody battle on the ground, and could not bear to witness the bloody battle between two different ethnic groups.

The fierce battle lasted for nearly half an hour. After nearly two squadrons of Japanese soldiers were killed and injured by the Big Sword Team, they retreated in a hurry like a tide.

In the night sky, the smoke of gunpowder has not dissipated and the blood has not been cold.

General Zhao Dengyu held a knife in his hand and looked at the Japanese soldiers who were retreating in a hurry. He couldn't help but raise his head and laughed: "Haha! Japanese pirates in the East, please forgive me for your savages in the Japanese country, but you dare to underestimate me Chinese soldiers?"

Zhang Xinghan and Zhao Heita were both covered in blood, like bloody killing gods returning from hell. The two of them stared at the Japanese soldiers who were retreating with their swords and sat on the ground with their hands. They were too tired.

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The headquarters of the Fourth Japanese Brigade.

Huo Yizhensan, the chief of staff of the Fourth Brigade, walked into the headquarters in a furious manner. Without getting to the attention, he reported to the brigade commander Mitsuto Suzuki: "General, the 17th Infantry Regiment, the No. 1 Highland No. 2 Highland has been captured by the Chinese army, and hundreds of Imperial Army warriors on the two highlands were wiped out. Colonel Sakai subsequently organized a counterattack ended in failure, and the attacking forces of the Imperial Army suffered heavy losses."

"What?" Suzuki Mitsuto suddenly stood up and said furiously: "How could this happen?"

"Reporting to the general, Sakai Jun reported that the Chinese army on the two high grounds had extremely strong combat power. The imperial army fought hand-to-hand combat with them in the advantage of occupying the force, but ended in failure!" Huo Yizhen San replied respectfully.

"Baga! It's unimaginable! The brave warriors of the Imperial Japanese Imperial Army of Japan would lose to the weak Chinese pig in hand-to-hand combat! And when the troops were at the advantage! It was a shame! Since Meiji built troops, the Imperial Japanese Imperial Army of Japan defeated Tsarist Russia and swept across Manchuria, and never lost!" Suzuki Mitsuto said in extreme shock and sighing.

Then, Mitsuto Suzuki's face darkened and said sternly: "We must not let the imperial army's invincible reputation be destroyed in our hands! Order the artillery to launch a fierce shelling on the No. 1 and No. 2 high ground! After the shelling is over, the 17th Infantry Regiment will immediately launch an attack. Before dawn, be sure to regain the No. 1 and No. 2 high grounds and wipe out the Chinese defenders on the high ground."

"General! Night battles are quite unfavorable for the Imperial Army. Are you waiting for dawn to launch an attack on the No. 1 and No. 2 positions?" Huo Yizhensan suggested.

"Baga! After dawn, the Chinese military reinforcements will be able to arrive. And stopping the attack now means giving the Chinese military a chance to breathe. They can take the opportunity to repair the fortifications. If they want to take down the high ground, the difficulties will be greater! Do you understand?!" Suzuki Mito said with anger.

"Hayi!" Huo Yizhensan suddenly lowered his head, then turned around and left quickly.
Chapter completed!