In Changchun, as the Japanese army launched an offensive, the defenders in the city immediately felt a mountain of pressure. The smoke fired by the Japanese army was poison to the defenders. Inhaling even a little bit could be fatal, but for the Japanese army, it was a "good medicine" to improve physical fitness. "In order to avoid inhaling poisonous smoke, the defenders could only wear gas masks, which further affected the performance of their combat power. Two dropped and one rose, and the strength of both sides was reversed. Fortunately, the defenders had Air force support prevented the Japanese from breaking through in one fell swoop. However, because the supporting air force needed to fly long distances, gaps inevitably appeared, and the defenders needed to fill these gaps with human lives.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, as the last golden eagle roared away, cheers erupted from the Japanese positions. When Chinese fighter planes hovered over Changchun, even though the Japanese troops had the right time, location and people, they were unable to Not only that, but after being injected with stimulants, the Japanese became unprecedentedly brave and were not even afraid of the golden eagle's fire. On the contrary, their casualty rate was much higher than in the previous days.
Seeing groups of soldiers who had been injected with stimulants howling and dying under the bombardment and strafing of Chinese fighter planes, Itagaki Seishiro couldn't sit still for a while and even asked to postpone joining the troops.
Now, the Chinese fighter planes finally left. From Seishiro Itagaki to an ordinary Japanese soldier, they all thought that the end of the Changchun garrison had come.
"It will take at least three hours for Chinese fighter planes to return to the battlefield. That is to say, if we want to capture Changchun at the minimum cost, we must resolve the battle within these three hours. Send me my order and launch a general offensive immediately." Watching the last one. The golden eagle disappeared, and Itagaki Seishiro immediately shouted an order.
Because they were in the poisonous smoke, the defenders in the city learned about the departure of the air force a little later than the Japanese army. After the roar of the fighter planes completely disappeared, the commanders of each position, although feeling a little heavy, were still in high spirits. The subordinates cheered, and at the same time, they began to collect the verbal last words and make notes.
Whether they are Chinese paratroopers or fake Japanese soldiers, from the moment they entered Changchun, they were all told that they might die in Changchun at any time. For nearly half a year, they were told repeatedly every day that they might die in Changchun. , he is still alive, which makes many people almost lose the awe of death. But now, after seeing too many sudden deaths of comrades around them, and seeing the horror of the little devil's biological and chemical weapons, the awe of death has returned again. In their case, they finally truly realized the cruelty of war.
On the west wall of Changchun, the Matsumoto regiment has launched a fierce battle with the Japanese army.
From the beginning, the Japanese army had the advantage. Looking at the Changchun defenders, the fake Japs were already the weakest. Now the officers and soldiers participating in the war had to wear gas masks, which further weakened their strength. In addition, for various reasons , Itagaki Seishiro has always regarded this place as the main breakthrough point, and has repeatedly strengthened the troops in this direction. As soon as they come in and out, the effect is suddenly amplified.
At half past eight, Zhang Xuyun was about to ask Mu Haoren to go to the front line to conduct reconnaissance to see if Matsumoto United should be replaced. Matsumoto called to report that they could not hold on any longer.
"How many more people do you have?" Zhang Xuyun asked calmly.
"Report, there should be no more than three hundred people."
When Daping Yima heard this, he immediately became angry: "Asshole, why didn't you report it earlier?"
"Sir, the poisonous fog is so thick that you can't see each other clearly even ten meters apart. I used to judge the situation on the battlefield by the sound of gunshots..."
"Asshole." Kazuma Otsubo continued to curse.
Zhang Xuyun frowned and asked Gan Xiaoer on the side: "Are you ready?"
Gan Xiaoer nodded.
Zhang Xuyun turned to the microphone and said: "Hold on for a while, reinforcements will arrive soon."
"Excellent, Your Excellency, have the new gas masks arrived?"
Zhang Xuyun ignored him and hung up the phone directly.
After the first batch of gas masks, Zhang Xuyun once thought that new gas masks would arrive, but until now, he has not seen any new gas masks.
Daping Yima looked at Zhang Xuyun and asked cautiously: "Your Excellency, you have decided."
Zhang Xuyun looked back at him, nodded firmly, and said loudly: "Even if Changchun is lost, the western defense line will definitely not be the first to be lost."
Daping bent down and bowed, and said: "I understand, then let me take charge this time."
Zhang Xuyun shook his head: "No, I can only do it, or you think they believe you better than me."
Daping was silent. This was a shame for him. The Northeast Japanese Liberation Army was obviously composed of Japanese. They should have absolutely trusted him as the Japanese chief of staff, but the fact was that they believed that Zhang Xuyun wanted to Far better than him.
A few minutes later, Zhang Xuyun, with a loaded gun and a steel helmet on his head, stood in front of nearly three hundred Japanese soldiers. He glanced at everyone with piercing eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, I believe everyone is aware of their mission. Yes, we are Go and die."
Everyone was silent.
Zhang Xuyun's tone changed: "But if they want our lives, we will make them pay ten times and a hundred times the price, because we are the Yamato Soul Standing Team, and we live for Japan's new life. Whoever wants to take our lives, then If you become the enemy of New Japan, you will have to pay a heavy price...Long live Yamato Soul."
Everyone's momentum changed, and then they shouted: "Long live Yamato Soul."
The "Yamato Soul Standing Team" was not created by Zhang Xuyun, but its instigator was Goro Matsumoto.
Unlike the Yamato Soul Support Team founded by Koizumi Minichiro, which can select elites from thousands of Japanese, the team created by Matsumoto has a partisan meaning, that is, anyone who is willing to overthrow Japanese militarism and create a new Japan can join. .
The Yamato Soul Standing Team attracted Zhang Xuyun's attention because of a battle. In that battle, the Northeast Japanese People's Liberation Army was at an absolute disadvantage and was likely to lose a section of the city wall. However, a seriously injured fake Japanese suddenly shouted "Yamato" He shouted the slogan "Long Live the Soul" and blew up the grenade, killing three little Japs at once, and attracted several other false Japs to follow suit. In the end, they actually defended that section of the city wall. Zhang Xuyun then decided to capture this organization. hands and began to control the development of its members.
Zhang Xuyun's intention is very clear, that is, he hopes to develop Yamato Soul into an elite force that can play an important role in critical moments. Adhering to this starting point, the entry system and training system of the Yamato Soul Team have become stricter, and their number has also increased. Compressed until it was reduced to the current size of less than 300 people.