As Xue Yue's order was issued, hundreds of thousands of national army soldiers on the front line immediately took action. Xue Yue's order was undoubtedly extremely strict. There were no military sanctions or going to military court. Once the orders were disobeyed, they would be resolutely enforced on the battlefield.

Discipline. But even if Xue Yue's order is not followed, the soldiers of the national army will fight with all their strength. The Japanese's food and ammunition will not be used up for long. Who doesn't want to beat up a drowned dog?

In the Japanese army, the senior commanders have extremely great freedom of decision-making. Otherwise, during the September 18th Incident, the Kwantung Army would not have disobeyed orders and captured the Beida Camp in one breath; the Japanese base camp in the Songhu Battle was originally just a

The Great Shanghai was conquered, but the old Japanese Iwane Matsui took the war to Nanjing without permission, and then there was the "Nanjing Massacre" which was regarded as a national humiliation by the Chinese nation. The higher-level officers had a great degree of freedom in making decisions, but the lower-level non-commissioned officers and officers and soldiers

But it is completely different. They can only unconditionally obey the orders from above. In the past, this was definitely a good habit. Only by obeying orders and prohibitions can they have good combat effectiveness. But now, this good habit can directly kill them.

Inaba Shiro was killed, and the Japanese army still received the original order to attack Changsha City. Even though they knew that a large number of Chinese troops were moving to outflank their flanks and rear, the rigid Japanese troops still strode towards the Miluo River position to attack.

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Song, Yuanming and others also went to the front line. The order they received was to assist the Miluo River defense line and bite the vanguard of the Sixth Division to buy time for the large army to encircle. For half a day, they only need to hold on for half a day, but this half day

It was definitely not easy. The Sixth Division was a Category A division of the Japanese army. It was one of the seventeen permanent divisions in Japan. It had excellent equipment and a fierce fighting spirit. Although it lost its commander and sufficient supplies of food and ammunition,

, but the lower-level command structures and firepower structures are still sound, and four infantry regiments and one artillery regiment still have nearly four bases of ammunition in reserve. It can be said that this battle is definitely not easy to fight.

"Boom - boom -" artillery shells fell from the sky like raindrops. The Japanese First Flying Regiment and Second Flying Regiment in the sky threw countless aerial bombs and heavy bombs onto the defensive positions on the front line of the Miluo River. The bombs and artillery shells were flying in the air.

There was a loud scream, and the entire position was splashed with mud. From time to time, some national soldiers were hit by the shock wave or fragments of the bombs. Some of them were unlucky enough to be directly in the center of the explosion, and their stumps and broken arms were thrown away from time to time.

Flying out, dripping with blood, the entire battlefield was filled with the smell of smoke from artillery fire and the putrid smell of blood and corpses.

"You little devil, the artillery fire is so fierce. If you come one on one, I will pick off the three of you. Bah, bah, bah." Beside Song Yuanming, a Sichuan soldier wearing a green military uniform and carrying a big blade on his back shouted loudly.

Roaring angrily, a cannonball landed not far away, and the flying soil flew into his mouth, where he was spitting out.

"Brother, Sichuan Army?" Song Yuanming spoke a half-baked Sichuan dialect and handed over a cigarette. In his previous life, he often went to the mountains of Sichuan for training. The people there were simple and simple. Song Yuanming also liked the land of abundance with beautiful mountains and clear waters, so he followed

I learned a few words of Sichuan dialect. "Hello, sir." The soldier saw the rank of colonel on Song Yuanming's collar and quickly saluted with a military salute. How could he dare to take a cigarette?

"The Sichuan Army is all good. Although the equipment is a bit poor, there is no coward!" Song Yuanming put a cigarette into the mouth of the Sichuan Army soldier, and then lit it for him personally. The Sichuan Army made great efforts in the War of Resistance.

, Song Yuanming also respected these Sichuan men from the bottom of his heart, but what he didn't notice was that because of his words, the Sichuan Army soldier's eyes actually turned red. The Sichuan Army has always been a grandma who doesn't love his uncle.

, let alone changing his clothes, he has never heard even a few words of praise. Now a colonel from the Central Army actually praised the Sichuan Army in front of him. How could anyone not be moved?

Half an hour later, the Japanese artillery fire gradually became thinner, but then there was the squeaking sound of tracks rubbing against each other. When I looked out from the trench, I saw three tanks at the head, charging towards the position menacingly.

Faintly visible behind the tank are brigade of Japanese soldiers. Damn it, you are actually fighting with tanks and infantry in front of me. Isn’t it God’s fault?

"Youngest, youngest, and ninth, bring the demolition team up and blow up the stubborn tanks for me." As soon as he saw the Japanese tanks rushing up, the face of the Sichuan Army lieutenant in charge of the defense of this position changed greatly. As we all know, the Sichuan Army's

Weapons and equipment have always been poor. Even domestically produced hand grenades cannot be distributed in sufficient quantities, let alone heavy anti-tank weapons.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Seeing that these Sichuan troops were about to organize a suicide attack, Song Yuanming quickly stopped him, "Leave these tanks to us. Rabbit, Anzi, push out the anti-tank guns for me and shoot them straight.

.Feng, Qinan, notify the artillery to blast into the Japanese infantry."

"Boss, do we need to use those artillery shells?" Qinan naturally asked whether poison gas bombs should be used.

"Use them all, use them all, fire three volleys at the Japs, and then move the cannons down to hide." Song Yuanming ordered loudly, and then called on his brothers to distribute the gas masks seized from the Yingtian base to everyone.

, the amount of ammunition in the Yingtian base is not a small amount. Song Yuanming and the others took advantage of several warehouses that had not been burned, and quickly transported the supplies. It was also God who favored them. Those warehouses were all filled with gas masks.

.Looking at the gas mask issued to him, the Sichuan Army Lieutenant was a little confused. What were they going to do?

"Brother Ge, the weapons of the Central Army are really good." As soon as they saw Song Yuanming's men bringing out the cannons, all the Sichuan Army's eyes turned green. There were three German-made Pak37 anti-tank guns, twelve 60-guns.

Artillery, four 92 infantry cannons, this was a firepower equipment that they could not even imagine in the past. Things are changing, little devils, come and have a taste of being bombed.

"Boom-boom--" With three muffled sounds, the Pak37 gun roared three rounds of armor-piercing bullets out of the barrel. The Japanese lacked steel in the country, and the tanks were also thin and thick. The steel plate on the front was only fifteen millimeters thick, and ordinary bullets could be prevented.

, but there was no way to parry against the artillery shells, especially the armor-piercing shells of this kind of anti-tank artillery. "Boom, boom, boom, boom--" After three loud noises, the three tanks that were originally menacing on the opposite side were shot through each other.

The 37th battle defense artillery quickly retreated after destroying three tanks. Even for the Central Army, these were treasures that could not be damaged. As soon as the battle defense artillery was withdrawn, the mortars and the 92nd Infantry Artillery were also adjusted.

After knowing the Zhuyuan coordinates, and with the order to fire, the gun barrel spit out clouds of flames, sending shells of different calibers into the Japanese infantry on the opposite side.

Amidst the roaring explosions, large groups of fire exploded in the Japanese troops on the opposite side. The violent shock wave could easily tear the Japanese soldiers apart, and the scattered bullet fragments instantly stabbed the fragile human body.

Wear it. Immediately afterwards, large clouds of smoke of various colors filled the ranks of the Japanese soldiers. This was poison gas bombs.

"It's really a turn of events. It's finally the little Japanese's turn to be bombed. It's a relief. It's such a relief." A Sichuan Army soldier looked at the embarrassed Japanese soldiers on the opposite side and laughed.

"Brothers from the Sichuan Army, stop watching the fun, put on your gas masks, rush forward, and chop up these idiots!" Song Yuanming pulled out a large knife from behind a dead Sichuan Army soldier and shouted loudly. Fortunately, I

You have been prepared, otherwise this half hour would have been really difficult. Song Yuanming also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kill -" Song Yuanming gave the order. The Sichuan soldiers and the snipers of the hunting team put bayonets on their rifles one after another. Those without bayonets drew out large knives and rushed towards the opposite side like a roaring mountain and tsunami.
Chapter completed!