Gao Shenxing knew that he could not live.

After being shot by his right chest, his entire right lung was probably destroyed. He could suffocate his breath and he could suffocate his pain. For three seconds, he felt as if he was frozen.

Gao Shenxing knows what this means.

Four years ago, on the Bazi Bridge on the Suzhou River,

His platoon leader was also shot in the right chest.

He was carried back to the hospital for thirteen surgeries, but he was not rescued in the end.

He didn't want to be like the platoon leader, his body was broken by a scalpel and could not escape death.

So when the Japanese officer opposite raised his pistol again and pointed it at his chest again, Gao Shenxing's already numb half of his body miraculously regained consciousness.

With a wave of his hand, Gao Shenxing threw away the submachine gun.

It is better to burn a fire stick after firing a bullet.

And for veterans like him, bayonets are more effective.

Although the right half of the body has recovered consciousness, it is no longer as flexible as before, so Gao Shenxing handed the bayonet to his left hand and rushed towards the Japanese officer with his left hand.

The Japanese officer also threw away his pistol and pulled out his sabre and rushed towards him.

A Japanese infantry rushed in front, holding the 38th hood, which was a fierce sting.

Although Gao Shenxing's body was no longer flexible, he still sided with a slight risk of avoiding it. While leaning sideways, he slashed the bayonet in his hand over the side of the Japanese neck with a bayonet.

The Japanese fell to the ground, lying on the ground with a twitching and slapped like a chicken with a broken neck.

A shout of killing sounded, and a Chinese soldier instantly crossed Gao Shenxing and rushed towards the Japanese officer. Gao Shenxing recognized him. He was also a veteran of the Central Military Academy's Teaching Corps.

"Go to die, the little Japanese devil!"

The veteran roared, holding the captured 38th cover, which was a sting.

The Japanese officer raised his saber and blocked it. With a bang, the veteran's bayonet immediately tilted to one side. The Japanese officer flipped his wrist and cut the saber that was originally standing up horizontally.

It was too late for the veteran to dodge sideways, and there was only a squeak, and blood splattered.

The veteran also covered his throat and fell to the ground. The bright red blood gushed out from the gap between his fingers, and in just a moment the bricks under him had dyed red.

In just a few seconds, the two of them had already face to face.

"Xinai!" The Japanese officer held the saber tightly in his hands and stabbed him fiercely.

Compared to slashing, the stabbing of the saber is actually more lethal, but it requires higher speed and accuracy, otherwise it will be easily avoided by the opponent and even seize the opportunity to kill.

Gao Shenxing showed a cruel smile on his lips, but he didn't hide.

A cold light flashed, and the cold saber had already stabbed Gao Shenxing's right chest.

"You're finished!" Gao Shenxing grinned in his heart, and wiped it with a knife in his right hand.

However, at this moment, the Japanese officer abandoned his sword incredibly and took a step back.

A slight difference, Gao Shenxing's bayonet passed by the Japanese officer's neck, and the tip of the knife was less than a slight difference from the skin. This slight difference is a world of difference between life and death.

"Chinese, you are a real warrior."

The Japanese officer looked at Gao Shenxing with a first-class complex look.

Gao Shenxing looked at the Japanese officer in disbelief and desperately wanted to shoot the knife again.

Unfortunately, under the severe damage of his death, his body was completely unable to move, and even a single finger could no longer move.

"You don't have to regret it."

The Japanese officer seemed to be able to guess what Gao Shenxing was thinking.

"I didn't guess just now that you would actually trade your life for life."

"My knife-holding and backing are just habitual caution."

"So, you didn't lose, I didn't win, and this can only be considered a draw at most."

As he spoke, the Japanese officer stepped forward again, held the knife handle and snatched it hard. A piercing pain came from the wound. Gao Shenxing could no longer stand and fell to the ground in depressed state.

On his dying day, Gao Shenxing discovered that all the suicide squads had been killed in battle.

All the suicide squads that snatched the city wall, including him, survived!

Farewell forever, traveling, farewell forever, comrades!

I will miss you.

...

Five hundred meters away, front-line observation post.

Liang Gang had wiped away the tears on his face and restored the iceberg-like Leng Jun.

Seeing the last Chinese soldier lying in a pool of blood and seeing the city wall of Xihuamen falling into silence again, Liang Gang's expression changed no longer.

After a while, Liang Gang asked, "Did you see it?"

"See it." Liang Jun nodded vigorously, his voice trembling a little.

After pausing, Liang Jun continued to ask, "Are you afraid?"

Liang Jun swallowed and nodded, "I'm afraid."

This answer was somewhat beyond Liang Gang's expectations.

Liang Gang looked back at Liang Jun: "Do you regret it?"

"No regrets." Liang Jun shook his head without hesitation.

"Don't you regret coming to join the army?" Liang Gang asked, "Why?"

"It's very simple." Liang Jun said, "If you don't join the army, you won't have a way to survive, and the Japanese will not let us live."

"It's right." Liang Gang sighed, "If you don't join the army, you won't have a way out, because the Japanese will not let us live, our nation live, and our culture live!"

After a pause, he said, "My husband is preparing supper."

"After having supper, we continue the night fight."

...

Taiyuan inner city, the First Army Headquarters.

Hanagu was hurried into the war room and said, "Master, the Chinese army that attacked the Xihuamen city wall has been repelled. Suwon Jun sent someone to report and the city wall has been defended."

Iwamatsu Yoshio breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this.

Just keep it, just keep it, just keep it.

A few minutes ago, I saw that Chinese soldiers had already attacked the city wall of Xihua Gate. Yoshio Iwamatsu was really scared. For a moment, he felt that Taiyuan was really going to be lost.

But fortunately, this tragedy did not really happen.

Takumi Mizuhara turned the tide at the last moment and defended the Ximen City Wall.

At that moment, Yoshio Iwamatsu cheered up again and said in a deep voice: "Kun Huagu, remember one of the achievements of Suwahara. If you can finally defend Taiyuan this time, Takuya Suwahara should also remember the first achievements!"

"Hayi." Huagu paused his head and continued to say this.

"However, Commander, although Xihuamen City Wall has been defended, the overall situation of the war is not optimistic."

"I won't talk about the city walls of Xihuamen, the battle situation of Houzaimen, Nanhuamen and Donghuamen are also very serious, especially the situation of Donghuamen is the worst, because the Chinese army can set up crane machine guns and mortars from the entrance of the Dadongmen city, 400 meters away, and implement reverse suppression of the firepower point at the entrance of our Donghuamen city."

"Of course, these are not the most serious."

"The most serious thing is that the troops are consumed too quickly!"

"After just one afternoon of fierce fighting, nearly 500 casualties were already injured or killed."

"If the Chinese army continues to attack without any expenses and attack at most, we can only last for thirty-six hours, perhaps even shorter."

"Nani?" Yoshio Iwamatsu said in a daze, "So many casualties?"

The staff members present also looked at each other. Now there are less than 3,000 defenders in Taiyuan City. They lost 500 people in just one afternoon. How can they fight this battle?

Yoshio Iwamatsu did not take the Chinese army outside seriously at all.

If Sakamoto hadn't had a bad idea that caused the Japanese army to lose almost all the artillery firepower, Yoshio Iwamatsu would even be ready to attack the Chinese army in turn.

More than three thousand Japanese troops against more than ten thousand Chinese troops,

No matter how you calculate it, it is my advantage.

In most cases, more than 3,000 Japanese troops were only one corps, which was enough to defeat a Chinese army of about 30,000 troops, so there was no pressure to defend.

But now, Yoshio Iwamatsu no longer dares to think so.

Although Takaichi Sakamoto had a bad idea, he said something right. The Chinese army in northwest Shanxi, whether it is the Shanxi Sui Army, the Central Army or the Eighth Route Army, are not ordinary.

After a while, Yoshio Iwanematsu said, "But fortunately, at most ten hours, reinforcements from Anhua, Lu'an and Yangquan can arrive outside Taiyuan City."

Hanagu Masaru said: "Now I can only rely on reinforcements."

Before he finished speaking, the communications chief Inoue asked him to come in with a dark face.
To be continued...