At the cost of more than 500 people, the Sakamoto detachment finally completed a wartime assembly. Ironically, just as they were about to complete the assembly, the 8th Regiment, under the command of Jiang Yige, began
Withdrew. Jiang Yige's retreat was for a good reason. The once bustling battlefield suddenly became deserted, which showed that the Sakamoto detachment's breakout operation had failed. At this time, the 8th Regiment would not help even if it stayed.
On the contrary, there is a risk of being eaten by the student army. If we don’t withdraw now, how long will it take? Jiang Yige ordered to fight and leave while reporting the battlefield situation to Zetian Shigeru. Zetian Shigeru sighed after receiving his call.
In one breath, he did not give him a definite answer, but just sent an order to Rukawa Kenichi, asking him to immediately prepare for a retreat, and the entire army retreated to Pagadian.
When the 8th Regiment began to escape, Sakamoto Takashi was delivering a "last speech" to the remaining 2,500 Japanese with a red face. The little Japanese was frothing and roaring vigorously, and fled back from the mountain road in embarrassment.
Deputy detachment leader Toyo Araki sensed something was wrong, so he leaned into his ear and said, "Sir, the gunfire from the north seems to have stopped!"
Sakamoto Takashi didn't listen at first, and glared at him fiercely before continuing to yell: "...His Majesty the Emperor is watching our performance in the sky, use all your strength to teach the Chinese people a painful lesson
, let them tremble all over when they see our flag from now on——"
"His Majesty the Emperor is looking at us from heaven. Is Sakamoto really crazy? I dare to say this. Is he cursing His Majesty the Emperor to die?" Araki Toyoo thought like this, suddenly a shiver ran through his body, and he raised his head.
Come, face Sakamoto's bloodshot and cold eyes, and quickly stand at attention.
Sakamoto asked sharply: "North, what's wrong with North?"
"The gunfire stopped."
"Ah! These wimps from the Fourth Division, this coward Shigeru Sawada! Ba Ge! Can't they hold on for one more minute? Charge, charge! Iwamoto, where is Iwamoto?! Attack, attack!" Sakamoto suddenly waved his command sword to break.
Listian yelled, and the Japanese standing around him all retreated in unison for fear of being cut by his command knife.
Although Sakamoto's madness was frightening, it also affected quite a few Japanese.
One of the lenses of Iwamoto's glasses was broken at some point. The kid was holding a bundle of cluster grenades in his arms, his body was trembling and he screamed: "Special Forces, follow me!" Then he rushed out at the lead.
After rushing out a few meters, the little devil raised his voice and sang a military song with a tearful voice: "You and I are like the cherry blossoms in the second quarter, blooming together in the school garden. The flowers that are blooming can wither for the sake of the country...
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After the little devil had just sung a few lyrics, Sakamoto became angry and shouted: "Ba Ge, you bastard Iwamoto, how dare you mess with our military morale!" He raised his hand and fired.
Iwamoto's vest bomb, the little devil staggered to his feet, turned around slowly, and continued to hum "Wither, wither," and tugged fiercely with his right hand, and the cluster grenade in his arms immediately emitted white puffs of "chichi".
Smoke comes.
The Japanese who were following him were all shocked when they saw this. Some shouted: "Quick, knock him down!" Others shouted: "Iwamoto, this bastard, he is crazy!"
Iwamoto suddenly burst into laughter, and then shouted: "Let's wither together!" and rushed towards his comrades.
Immediately behind him were all the special attack team members holding explosive packs or cluster grenades. They saw a brilliant explosion of fire. The next moment, a series of explosions rumbled, and in a moment, at least three mushroom clouds rose into the sky.
More than a hundred ghosts were shrouded in fireworks, and their cries and howls were torn apart by the air waves, becoming fertilizer that nourished this open land.
"The little devil is crazy!" Lu Da said softly.
Xiao Anbao snorted coldly, raised his rifle and fired, shouting: "Hit!"
Suddenly, at least two hundred Wei Qing-style assault rifles spit out tongues of fire at the same time. The Japanese special attack team members who rushed to the front were instantly detonated. Explosions occurred one after another. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers clustered together became the victims of the explosion. A day went by.
With the sound of miserable howls, the morale of the Japanese army suddenly dropped below freezing point, and defeat became inevitable again.
"Run, Sakamoto Takashi is crazy!"
"Crazy, a bunch of crazy!"
...The Japanese who thought they were keeping a clear mind cursed and turned around to run away. They collided with their comrades who were still charging mechanically, and they were instantly thrown into chaos.
Seeing this, Xiao Anbao narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Xiao Sun, blow the charge horn!"
Without saying a word, Sun Yaohai took out the trumpet from his waist and started playing "tick tock". In an instant, the whole jungle emitted a deafening cry of killing. All the students who heard the charge rushed towards this side, and the gunshots exploded.
The bean-like sound sounded, and the morale of the Japanese army dropped again, and they were completely defeated.
I don’t know if it was because of the flashback, but Sakamoto Takashi calmed down at this time. The little Japanese slashed the Japanese in front of him who was confused and turned to run away. Then he raised the sword and shouted: "His Majesty’s warriors, fight to the death, fight to the death!"
Before he stopped shouting, a flower of blood suddenly burst out on his forehead. The little devil staggered back two steps, his mouth still wide open but no sound came out. The next moment, he fell to the sky, causing another round of exclamations from the little devil.
: "Sakamoto-dono is dead!" "Detachment Captain Yusei!"
"Stop fighting, surrender, I want to surrender!" A Japanese soldier suddenly knelt down on his knees, holding up his Type 15 semi-automatic rifle and cried.
When a sergeant next to him saw it, he cursed "coward" with splitting eyes, raised his hand and shot the Japanese in the heart. The next moment, a bloody flower burst out of his forehead, and he fell to the ground.
The aftermath has passed.
It can be called a one-sided massacre.
Facing the cadets who were coming from all directions, many Japanese soldiers hurriedly tried to aim their guns, but were immediately knocked down by the hail of bullets. Group after group of Japanese soldiers screamed and fell into a pool of blood.
The encirclement shrank smaller and smaller, and finally, more than 300 Japanese were expelled to a place with a radius of less than 100 meters. They clustered together with pale faces, and many of them had trembling hands and could not even hold their guns steady.
Toyo Araki was very lucky. More than 2,000 Japs were wiped out one after another. Not only was he lucky enough not to die, he was not even slightly injured. The little Japs obviously didn’t expect that the battle would end like this. He sat among several little Japs.
Breathing heavily while thinking, he murmured: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"
"Your Excellency, let's surrender!" Behind him, a Japanese soldier who looked like a child sobbed.
"It's useless, the Chinese, no, they are the cadet army, they, they will not accept our surrender," a sergeant said tremblingly.
"What should I do? I don't want to die, wuwu, I want to go home, I miss my mother -"