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Attack! Keep attacking!

Never stop!

The whole night, for the officers and soldiers of the Fifth Brigade, the continuous and continuous high-intensity attack, killing enemies or being killed, had already replaced fatigue, fear, and even human consciousness. At this time, for each of them, there was only one thought left in their minds.

forward!

attack!

When attacking along the nameless river, the river leading to the sea was rushing, like a low voice of grief and anger. In the night sky, stars were filled with blue sky, and under the night sky, gunfire, cannons, explosions, shouts of killing, and rapid whistles seemed to be the only sound that the world and earth flames made this night.

"This kind of playing style will be exhausted to death before I can be beaten to death!"

I was exhausted. After two hours of continuous charge and attack, anyone would feel exhausted. During the two hours, he fought twice in hand-to-hand combat and three times. The brothers in a company fought only more than 90 people. If he continued to fight like this, he would be exhausted to death.

"Die, if you continue to fight like this, I will be willing to die!"

Deputy Class’s muttering made Yan Hua yell.

In terms of personality, Li Wuben, who had been scrambling on the street before joining the army, had a very active personality. At this time, he held a bayonet rifle in one hand and a grenade in the other. This was the last grenade. Although his personality was like a loach, when he started a war, he knew that either the enemy died or he died.

He saw the squad leader running in front. The squad he was in was now divided into two combat groups, along the fields on the river bank, attacking the enemy head-on. In fact, after two hand-to-hand combat, the Japanese army no longer had a large-scale and effective resistance. Now it is either chasing or encountering.

In front of a hut that was obviously left by a farmhouse in the field, they found several black shadows.

"Part mate, you take the second team to the left wing!"

Yan Huacai immediately ordered that just as Li Wu led several brothers to pounce on the left wing, the Japanese rifle started to fire first, and bullets flew past their heads, making a whizzing sound above their heads. The machine gunner quickly stepped down among the ridges. As soon as the machine gun pod was put on the ground, it immediately sprayed out orange gun flames, and a series of dense bullets were squirting over.

Compared with the Japanese army, one squad, one light machine gun and two submachine guns provided the offensive troops with a light firepower that was much lighter than that of the Japanese army. The frontal firepower instantly suppressed the Japanese army on the opposite side. When the Japanese army's firepower was suppressed, Li Wuben's second half of the squad led by Li Wuben surrounded the Japanese flank from the left wing, first threw two grenades, and then swept dozens of bullets into the straw hut with a submachine gun, and the resistance was disintegrated.

Only one of the dozen Japanese soldiers guarding here was not dead. He was hit by a few bullets and blood, soaking his yellow military uniform, and his face was covered with blood. Seeing the figure coming over, looking at the Chinese soldiers with a "steel hat" on their heads, he vaguely realized that he had become a prisoner, raised his right hand slightly, and cried loudly:

But no one understands what he was crying. Is it hurting? It doesn’t look like it!

"Maybe we want to kill him!"

"Do you want to help him?"

"Anyway, we don't have time to bring prisoners..."

Several people were muttering there, but no one was willing to shoot. Until Yan Huacai came over, he listened to the crying of the Japanese Chief Cao. Although he couldn't understand what he was crying, he still understood a little from the expression on his face. So he picked up a rifle from a Japanese corpse and threw the bayonet over.

When the Japanese Chief Cao picked up the bayonet, Yan Huacai could see the gratitude in his eyes. Then he struggled to lift the bayonet to his neck, and then used his last bit of strength to insert the bayonet into his neck. Yan Huacai bent down to help him when he seemed to have no strength.

Blood flowed out from the neck of Cao Cao. Looking at this scene, everyone fell silent.

“There are all!”

Looking at the dead body, Yan Huacai stood up and looked at the corpse suddenly issued a command, and everyone stood at attention.

"salute!"

Following the command of the squad leader, everyone was celebrating the corpse with guns. In any case, this suicide enemy deserves their respect.

"Closed!"

"Okay, brothers, everyone has seen it. This is a soldier. I would rather die than be a prisoner for life! If there is such a day in the future, I hope everyone can take this person as an example!"

After saying that, Yan Huacai looked towards the coast, and then pointed his hand at the corpse under his feet.

"Check the ammunition, and if there are less than twenty bullets, the machine gunner will be concentrated, and use the Japanese rifle!"

While the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield and collecting ammunition from the Japanese corpses, Li Wuben asked the squad leader beside him while loading bullets for the magazine.

"Squad leader, how far is this place from the Yellow Sea?"

How far is it? Yan Huacai didn't know that in this battlefield where gunfire sounded, no one cared about how far it was, but one thing was certain, it was close!

Very close!

"It should be coming soon!"

The sound of cannons was getting closer and closer, and the sound of explosion was getting closer and closer. At this time, the entire coast was full of chaos. The officers called on soldiers to forward reinforcements, but the soldiers were bare-handed. Most of the soldiers who stayed on the coast had no weapons.

In the military headquarters, under the dim kerosene lamp, Daomasada stood at the table with a gloomy face, motionless, but his eyes were constantly scanning. Chief of Staff Akashi Motojiro and several section chiefs, the director stood at the table with restlessness. Daomasada, who had always been resolute and calm, was actually shouting at them.

"Bastard, fool!"

The Chief of Staff and several section chiefs and the Director stood straight,

"Hayi!", "Hayi!" answered endlessly,

Bad news kept coming, and the last reserve team suffered a devastating blow from the Chinese artillery as soon as they entered the battlefield. Then the Chinese infantry troops followed closely and used the mistakes of the Tengtian Brigade to break through the defense line of the Tengtian Brigade. Now they are attacking the coast without stopping, and there is not even a single unit that can stop them along the way.

Faced with the attacking troops of the Chinese army completely disregarding the two wings, they had no choice. The troops on the front line were entangled by the Chinese army. At the same time, more and more Chinese army were constantly rushing from the gap in the defense line to the depth.

"Anyway, we must stop the attack of the Chinese army! Blast theirs back! Organize a counterattack immediately!"

"We don't have rifles or cannons, what should we use to counterattack..."

A staff officer muttered softly, although Damasato was not young, he did not turn his ears on his back. The staff officer muttered into his ears without saying a word. His face changed, and then he shouted fiercely.

"Organize a counterattack immediately and never give the Chinese army a chance to gain a foothold."

When the order was issued, Damashangdao, who looked extremely serious, was walking in the underground bunker, and then walked behind the staff officer who had muttered softly before.

"If the ammunition is insufficient, the bullets are exhausted, the soldiers will fight with bayonets. If the bayonet is broken, we will attack with bare hands."

He grabbed his collar suddenly, and Damasato's expression became extremely ferocious!

"The Emperor** people must die in the battlefield! Do you understand?"

"Hayi!"

Release the other party's collar, Naota Nao turned around and walked towards his "chair".

"As the emperor, we will die if we don't win!"

After returning to his position, Damasato's mood calmed down.

"Next, I order immediately to organize all the soldiers who can operate on the coast to counterattack!"

Located on a clearing ground next to the beach, more than a dozen tents are connected together. Unlike other places where black craters are everywhere, it seems that this place has never been bombed or bombarded. The big red cross on the tent reminds people that this is a hospital. Because of this, every time when the coastal area is bombed, pilots always avoid this target. Because of this, many soldiers choose to live around the battlefield hospital.

The tent was full of wounded soldiers, with blood-stained gauze thrown all over the ground, and the hemostatic pincers were deformed. The sound of gunfire in the distance was connected. As we all know, the fragile defense line in the distance could be torn to pieces by the Chinese army at any time. Some people kept carrying wounded soldiers into the battlefield hospital, and those who were carried in were wounded one after another, all seriously injured.

The doctors and medical soldiers in the battlefield hospital were sweating. The eyes behind the mask were filled with helpless distress, no medicine or even bandages, and in short, nothing was left.

Without medicine, many wounded people were unable to be treated. The faces of the wounded soldiers who were constantly carried into the medical office were covered with red and black blood. No one remembered their appearance. More wounded people were placed directly on the open space in the center of the medical center.

"Give me a leggings!"

Xize, who was performing surgery on the wounded, shouted, "Here, he can do very little, at most, he can take out the shrapnel and then bandage the wound with the soldiers' leggings. This is the only thing he can do now. Even the leggings cloths were boiled in water and simply disinfected.

Just now, a wound was bandaged for a seriously injured person, and another injured soldier was carried onto the operating table. His hip bones were blown to the point of blood. Xize looked at the face that looked very young.

There is no help!

Although he knew that he might be only seventeen or eighteen years old, he shook his head at the medical staff, and then the wounded soldier was carried away and left to him to fend for himself.

At this moment, bursts of excitement came from outside the tent.

"What's going on, why is it so noisy?"

A medical soldier who had just come in asked at Nishize.

"The commander ordered a counterattack on the whole line, and all soldiers who could move would participate!"

The military doctors in the tent were frightened by this order. They put down the blood-filled instruments in their hands and looked out of the tent in surprise. Some of the minor wounded people left the hospital under the urging of the officers.

"Counterattack, what kind of counterattack should I use!"

"What, counterattack?"

Jin Haoze couldn't believe his ears, so he used something to counterattack. He looked at the weapon beside him, and there was only one shovel, which was his only "weapon", if this was also considered a weapon.

"Hey...you're going to be finished!"

The sound came from a weed, and among the weeds were eighteen people tied together. They were wearing tattered military uniforms or variegated clothes. There was still some blood on their clothes. Their faces were pale and without a trace of blood.

"***, you're going to finish playing!"

Lying on the sand, Xiao Keyuan, who had not eaten for five days, shouted loudly, but the sound was not loud. If he had not eaten for five days, what else could he have?

They were the soldiers and horses of the captured Fifth Brigade, a group of prisoners who were originally going to be executed, but finally survived to this day under the "care of" Akashi Motojiro. In the past few days, it seemed that everyone had forgotten them. To be precise, no one cared about their destiny.

Kim Ho-ze and a dozen Korean soldiers were responsible for guarding them and giving them water once a day. However, when they were beaten by the Japanese, Kim Ho-ze and others would always punch and kick these people to vent their dissatisfaction.

The sound of gunfire in the distance was getting closer and closer, which made Ma Ang and others, who were originally in despair, show some joy on their faces. From the initial idea that they would die, to the sudden emergence of their vitality, their minds became active.

"Hey, listen, if you want to live, you will loosen your man's life. At that time, we will give you a good gift in front of the superiors, and we will definitely not have your life!"

Unlike Xiao Keyuan and Liu Ergou, Ma Ang and others are not soldiers. In their opinion, the most important thing now is to think of a way to live and see the sun tomorrow, so as to avoid the Japanese's rush to jump over the wall and bring big guys to bury them.

The sound of words from the grass made Jin Haoze and others stunned. They were hesitating about what to use to counterattack. Only then did they remember that they were still looking at more than a dozen Chinese prisoners of war.

"What are they shouting?"

Kim Ho-seok asked Park Sung-kyung around him, who was from Yizhou and could speak a lot of Chinese.

"They said that as long as we let them go, there is a way to keep us alive!"
To be continued...