Chapter 384 Our division commander has something to say
Under the siege of the soldiers, about a hundred Japanese troops were compressed around the division headquarters.
At this time, in the Japanese division headquarters, Tian Daoshengwu had given up struggling and was saying his final goodbyes.
"Our department was ordered to implement the No. 1 combat plan formulated by the headquarters. On the 12th, the Ranger detachment led by our division's chief of staff Yamazaki Yehei encountered fighting in Lijiagou. Then our division sent troops to encircle and suppress it, and encountered the Eighth Route Army in Lucheng.
The main force fought steadily. The number of the Eighth Route Army unit was unknown, but the battle was extremely fierce. Our unit and the enemy fought fiercely all day and night in Weizi Town, but we could not make any further progress. The Beiyuan Brigade of the vanguard was also blocked by the enemy at the junction of Lucheng and Licheng.
, in danger!"
"It is reported that the first part of the 104th Brigade also fought fiercely with the first part of the Eighth Route Army in Wu'an and Wuyi areas. It is speculated that the main force of the Eighth Route Army in Taihang District has jumped from the inner line to the outer line and secretly moved to the Tainan area. Otherwise, the Tainan area would definitely not take the risk.
So many Eighth Route Army troops!"
"I hope that the headquarters will consider it carefully and adjust the battle plan appropriately. I am ashamed of my humble position and have high hopes for His Majesty the Emperor. I can only repay it with death! October 14, 15th year of Showa!"
After Tian Daoshengwu finished speaking, he closed his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled the telegraph operator to go down.
"Organize all personnel to carry out final resistance. As soldiers of the empire, we should shed blood on the battlefield!" Tian Daoshengwu said in a deep voice.
"Hi!" the adjutant responded with a sad face.
The words are divided into two parts.
Inside the temporary headquarters.
Li Yunlong was observing the situation on the battlefield with a telescope. When he saw that the soldiers had already reached the center of the village, he understood that it was the last moment.
However, Zhou Weihan and Xing Zhiguo had no intention of moving. They leisurely discussed the next battle plan at the headquarters.
Zhou Weihan looked at Li Yunlong's various postures with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but laugh, and then said: "Old Xing, I will go to the front line to see the battle situation. After all, there is a big fish inside. You stay and pull down the soldiers on the periphery, and quickly clean up the battlefield!"
When Li Yunlong heard this, he immediately licked his face and said: "Chief, I will bring a new guard company to protect your safety!"
"Captain Li, you are really unworthy of your talents. Please lead the way!" Zhou Weihan joked.
"Yes!" Li Yunlong gave a serious military salute, then changed to a smiley face: "Chief, please!"
The temporary headquarters was not far from the village. Under the protection of the guard company, Zhou Weihan and others quickly arrived at the battlefield.
In the center of the village, more than 3,000 soldiers organized the Japanese division headquarters into three floors inside and three floors outside.
In fact, many soldiers had no chance to take action in the battle just now, and the little devils were eliminated by their comrades in front.
In order to see what the leader of the Little Japanese Division was like, some soldiers climbed into trees, some went up to the roof, and some stood on the wall.
Zhou Weihan stood outside and could not hear any movement inside.
"Go, go, stop crowding around. What are you doing here? Go and clean the battlefield!" Li Yunlong's loud voice came in handy to disperse the soldiers blocking him.
Zhou Weihan quickly walked to the inner circle, and Jing Dagang and others were standing in front of the Little Japanese Division headquarters.
In front of them, the Japanese army was making its final struggle. A dozen little Japanese soldiers surrounded a guy with two gold stars on his epaulettes.
Zhou Weihan didn't want to waste time, so he waved his hand and motioned for the soldiers to step forward and get rid of the struggling little devil.
Seemingly recognizing Zhou Weihan's identity, Tian Daoshengwu whispered a few words to a little Japanese officer next to him, and then the little Japanese officer stood up: "Everyone, our division commander has something to say!"
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the little Japanese officer continued to speak passionately: "Our division commander has a proposal. In order to show the honor of soldiers and the courage to die in battle, we decided to use kendo to have a one-on-one fight with your army.
A decisive battle, I wonder if your army can meet the challenge!"
Before Zhou Weihan could speak, Li Yunlong was quite moved, but was stopped by Luo Benzhong beside him: "Old Li!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Zhou Weihan, and Zhou Weihan looked at the time. He didn't know when the Little Japanese plane was going to arrive.
"Tell him everything I said!" Zhou Weihan pointed at Tian Daoshengwu.
"As early as more than a thousand years ago, your little Japan was still a land of foreign barbarians. It worshiped China as its celestial kingdom. It paid tribute to Chen Chen many times in history. Our country sent wise men to your small barbarian country many times to promote Chinese culture.
, to practice the way of enlightenment, your Emperor Xiaoqian and Emperor Shomu have paid ceremonial greetings many times. The beginning of Japanese swordsmanship originated from here, but now they dare to bite the master, burn, kill and loot in our territory of China, and commit all kinds of evil! "
"With all these beastly behaviors, there is no talk of swordsmanship or military honor. When you pointed the butcher knife at the unarmed Chinese people, did you ever think about the honor of the military?"
Zhou Weihan said, pointing to the surrounding soldiers: "They are the real soldiers. They defend their home and country, risk their lives and fight against the invaders. They have the honor of soldiers. As for you beasts, you are not worthy of it!"
"
The little Japanese officer probably understood the situation and translated Zhou Weihan's words to Tian Daoshengwu word for word. Tian Daoshengwu's face instantly became gloomy and uncertain, his chest rose and fell, and his eyes were as fierce as a wolf's.
Staring at Zhou Weihan.
"As long as the Chinese people are not dead, their resistance will not stop for a day, and your so-called *** circle will never succeed. The aggression started with the September 18th Incident and the July 7th Incident, but hatred will not follow the war.
And in the end, a hundred years later, every Chinese will never forget the heinous crimes committed by the Japanese. Each generation of you will spend time in repentance. As for you executioners who launched the war, you will be nailed to the prison forever.
On the pillar of shame of history!”
After Zhou Weihan finished speaking, he looked around at all the soldiers around him and shouted loudly: "The war of resistance will be won, and China will win!"
"The war of resistance must be won, and China must win!"
The heartfelt shouts of more than 3,000 soldiers shook the sky, and a dozen little Japs were so frightened that they retreated continuously.
"Baga, you cowards are dead!"
A hint of shame and anger appeared on Tian Daoshengwu's face, and he rushed towards Zhou Weihan holding the command knife.
The soldiers at the back all picked up their steel guns. Monk Wei beside Zhou Weihan even rushed out and kicked Tian Daoshengwu. Then he exerted force on his hind legs, his body rose into the air, and hit Tian Daoshengwu hard with his elbow.
of the neck.
Tian Daoshengwu was seen vomiting a stream of blood from his mouth, and his limbs were scratching and pulling on the ground, struggling painfully.
"You're so good-natured, are you damn worthy?" Monk Wei used his strength again, and Tian Daoshengwu was silent since then.
Seeing the death of their division commander, the remaining dozen or so little Japs stood in a daze.
The soldiers who surrounded them listened to what Zhou Weihan said just now, but did not give them a chance to fight one on one. They swarmed up and stabbed them into bloody gourds.
