"How many people are here now?"

Samurai Min frowned and asked the leader of the main force beside him.

The leader scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

"According to reports from the observing brothers, up to 1,000 little Japs came over."

The 98th Army has a total of 8 regiments. The most reliable thing is to let 3,000 Japanese soldiers cross the river, then blow up the pontoon bridge, and invite the Japanese soldiers on the other side to watch the show for free.

But why there was no movement on the pontoon after only more than 1,000 little devils. Samurai Min was confused and anxious. He thought hard for a long time and then said:

"No matter what, order the artillery battalion to blow up the pontoon bridge immediately, and all the corps to launch an attack immediately!

Remember, we must not let a little Jaap get out of the encirclement. The whole army will press on them and drive them into the river, and let the river freeze to death for these sons of bitches!"

"yes!!!"

The face of the leader of the main force was filled with joy.

Why did only more than 1,000 little Japs come? That's because Yamashita Taro only has so many people at his disposal.

After crossing the river, the troops began to advance in offensive formation.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shells tore through the night sky and landed unerringly around the pontoon bridge, causing sawdust to fly and the simple bridge structure to fall apart.

Under the combined force of the cannonballs and the undulating Fen River, the pontoon bridge that took Yamashita Taro a day to build quickly disappeared from the river.

All the Japanese soldiers turned their heads in unison, a bad premonition flashing through their hearts.

The four words "fight to the last ditch" contain heroic spirit, perseverance and perseverance!

However, the Mito Regiment has been fighting for days and has suffered more than 2/3 casualties. The commander of the Regiment also died a few minutes ago.

The morale of the troops was at rock bottom. At this time, they were suddenly fighting against the odds. Even the top commander of the troops, Taro Yamashita, did not have any confidence.

As soon as the soldiers turned their heads, countless fire dragons roared towards them in the darkness.

"Da da da..."

"Puff puff puff..."

Bullets were flying in the air, and the soldiers in the front row screamed and fell down one after another.

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…

When the first armored vehicle exploded, Tanabe Shengwu, who was resting with his eyes closed in Jiexiu County, suddenly opened his eyes.

All the senior officers of the 41st Division gathered in the division headquarters. Seeing Tanabe Moritake open his eyes, everyone's heart suddenly contracted.

The moment of breakthrough is coming!

Tanabe Moritake stood up, arranged his military uniform, military hat, and hung up his saber. His eyes were serious and solemn, as if he was preparing for sacrifice.

Two minutes later, he looked at Colonel Takasaki, the captain of the 238th Wing, and said:

"Takasaki-kun, take your warriors and set off as planned..."

"Hey Yi! For the Empire of Japan, for His Majesty the Emperor, fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Captain Takasaki's eyes flashed with a fiery light, and every move revealed the fanatical atmosphere of a militarist.

All the officers watched Colonel Takasaki leave, and then turned to look at the division commander, waiting for orders.

Tanabe Moritake still had a calm and steady look on his face, and he said in a gentle but solemn tone:

"The rest of the troops immediately cleared the necessary documents, assembled the entire army, and headed eastward!

After Takasaki-kun opened the gap, all the troops rushed outwards desperately. Don't get entangled with the Chinese army, our goal is to break out! Enter the mountains!

All supplies and weapons that cannot be taken away are set up with booby traps!

Start taking action now, the Chief of Staff cannot buy us too much time!"

“Hiyi!!!”

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The fighting on the west bank of the Fenshui River has entered a fever pitch, with less than 1,000 Japs surrounded by tens of thousands of Chinese troops.

The Japanese soldiers fought and retreated until they later discovered that if they retreated, they would reach the icy Fen River. They realized that they had no choice but to fight to the death.

Japanese soldiers in desperate situations often become obsessed and crazy. Like dying snakes, they want to bite the last bit of venom in their mouths into the enemy's body.

The casualties of various units of the 98th Army are gradually increasing!

The Japanese army was at the end of its rope, and Samurai Min was unwilling to pay a high price. He gathered all the army's heavy weapons, including heavy machine guns, mortars, mountain artillery, and field artillery.

At a certain moment, all the heavy firepower opened fire at the same time. The bullets were like a heavy rain and the artillery shells were like hail. The narrow area on the west bank of the Fen River suddenly burst out with countless blood. The Japanese army's will in the desperate situation was completely defeated by the powerful firepower.

The soldiers crouched, stood, or lay down. They used their weapons to shoot in the direction of the gunfire, and at the same time kept retreating.

"Wow!"

The last soldier stepped into the cold Fen River water and trembled all over.

"We can't retreat anymore, there is a river behind us!"

The soldier screamed, but no one paid attention to him. The remaining few hundred Japanese soldiers kept retreating, crowding and stamping their feet.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

More and more people retreated into the river, and some people were already swept away by the water.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Bullets are whizzing overhead. If you advance, you will die, but if you retreat, you will survive.

Under the instinct of survival, the Japanese soldiers have completely forgotten their tactics and formations.

Often a falling shell can bring at least five Japanese soldiers with it. This is a feast of revenge and a bloody massacre.

Zhang Shengqing and Zhou Cexun led the troops to rush over from the north and south directions, and happened to see the chaotic scene of the Japanese troops on the other side.

Their original mission was to prevent Japanese troops from breaking out, but when the pontoon bridge was destroyed, only more than 1,000 Japs passed by, and the Japanese troops who followed were nowhere to be seen.

Jiangdong believed that Tanabe Moritake must have other arrangements, so he ordered Zhang Shengqing and Zhou Cexun to abandon their defensive positions and move closer to the floating bridge.

More than 1,000 Japs on the West Bank were about to be wiped out. Zhou Cexun and Zhang Shengqing jointly decided to lead their troops to attack Jiexiu County.

No matter what preparations Tanabe Moritake had, they just fought their way through.

Yamashita Taro knelt by the Fenshui River, facing the east, his cold saber giving off bursts of cold light in the night light.

He didn't know whether the division commander and the 41st Division had successfully broken through. His own mission had been completed and he should be relieved.

"Da da da..."

"Boom boom boom..."

"Ahhhh..."

The sound of Chinese guns and artillery continued, and soldiers were often shot and fell to the ground beside them.

He was no longer willing to care about that. At the last moment of his life, Yamashita Taro wanted to be at peace.

He held the saber backwards and pointed it at his abdomen. When he was about to stab him hard, several soldiers stumbled over from the gunfire.

These soldiers were already distracted and lost their bearings. No one paid attention to the Chief of Staff who was kneeling on the ground. Instead, they bumped into him.

"puff!"

The saber in Yamashita Taro's hand was pierced into his body, but the position was a little off. Because it was pierced passively, the sharp corresponding knife was pierced about a punch below the navel.

"Baga..."

As soon as he cursed two words, his body was carried into the Fen River by the fleeing soldiers.

He no longer felt any pain in his body, only the cold that penetrated his bones.

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To the east of Jiexiu, the position of the 22nd Division.

The soldiers on the position were all attracted by the sound of gunfire coming from the west. Everyone lay on the edge of the trench and looked at the little flashes of light on the sky and earth to the west.

Are the little devils breaking out to the west?

Many people muttered secretly in their hearts.

Tonight, all defense lines have been asked to increase their vigilance, and the soldiers cannot sleep too much.

The Japanese are about to break through, this is something everyone can feel.

Now the fighting in the west is lively, but there is no movement at all on our own position.

Does this mean that the greatest contribution belongs to the 98th Army?

The soldiers were somewhat reluctant.
To be continued...