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Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight blood on the battlefield

Chapter 268: Blood on the battlefield is stained red

"go ahead!"

Major General Sasaki's face turned pale.

As soon as I got the news, the Sixteen-packet corps was attacked by the Chinese army and suffered heavy losses. The corps leader Bingze Banfu was injured and his life and death was uncertain.

This is not only a shame to the Imperial Army, but also its greatest shame.

Danze Banfu is his student, the best and most proud student, but now the student's failure is equivalent to slapping hard in the face of his teacher.

"His brigade commander, he has broken through the frontal position of the Chinese army!"

"Attack, continue to attack, and use the iron fist of the imperial soldiers to completely annihilate those Chinese soldiers!"

Sasaki opened his blood-red eyes and shouted with hissing exhausted.

Relying on the advantages of aircraft and artillery, all the front positions of the 174th Division were lost, and its main force was forced to retreat to Changshu City. This means that the entire Changshu City has been completely exposed to the direct attack of the island army's artillery fire.

At this time, all the forces of the three divisions of 173,174,176 were gathered in Changshu City, supplemented by police forces to coordinate their defense, with more than 21,000 troops.

While attacking Changshu, the Island Army divided its troops to attack Fukuyama. At this point, only the 30th Brigade of the 16th Division of the Island Army was directly attacked under the mature city, accompanied by the 20th Cavalry Regiment and the 22nd Field Artillery Regiment.

Aircraft and cannons bombarded Changshu continuously, and the island army clearly wanted to completely destroy the will of the Changshu defenders to resist to the end with their absolute advantage in artillery fire.

The casualties in the city increased sharply, and every minute, the military and civilians fell under the attack of artillery fire.

But Tao Ping had only one death order, and he would hold on for three days. He would not allow an island army to enter the city within three days, even if all three divisions fought in vain.

Three days seemed like a blink of an eye, but every minute of the defenders was so difficult...

On the first day of defense, under the almost crazy artillery fire of the island army, the casualties were so heavy that they were unbearable.

The defenders rely entirely on their will and flesh and blood to make the most tenacious resistance against the enemy's steel...

The next day, the routine bombing began again, and then the infantry of the island army began to be put on the battlefield.

Tanks bombarded the city gate, and the rumbling sound of cannons seemed to blow up the entire city into powder. A hole was blown out. The island army did not rush to attack, but repeatedly sorted out the hole with artillery fire, trying hard to make the hole bigger and bigger...

Under the cover of the tank, the black infantry began to attack.

A company commander of a defender could not stand such a battle. He quietly evacuated the position, but before he could run far, he saw the black gun of the supervision team.

He did not die under the machine gun. The bullets of the machine gun were given to the islanders, and the big knife ended the life of the deserter.

More Chinese soldiers chose to fight to the end, for the sake of this country and for their own homes.

Because they knew that while defending Changshu, other troops might be fighting in their homes...

Everyone was fighting, soldiers, officers.

The casualties increased exponentially, and some platoons were all killed in battle.

In the first less than two hours, the excessive casualties forced the commander to join the reserve team in advance.

Facing the steel monsters of the island army, the Chinese soldiers chose to use their lives to stop their attacks.

Explosive packs, grenades, are the only weapons they can use.

The people of Changshu who had not had time to evacuate saw the scene that they would never forget in their lives.

Young soldiers resolutely pulled the explosive pack or cluster grenade in their arms as the tanks of the island army were advancing arrogantly, and rolled towards the tank without any hesitation...

Among the continuous explosions, the tanks of the island army lost their prestige, and several young Chinese soldiers sacrificed their lives for their country.

"The casualties are too big, the casualties are too big!"

The wailings of front-line officers kept coming from the phone, and the urgent voice could be felt even if you didn't have to stand in front of them.

"Request for reinforcements, request reinforcements! If this continues, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Hold on, tell your brothers to hold on, this is the next day!"

The first deputy commander-in-chief and former commander-in-chief of the 15th Army, Luo Zhuoying, shouted loudly at the phone.

"The soldiers have all the officers, and the officers have all the division commanders! Let an island army enter the city, and all your officers will be punished and loyal to the Party and the country!"

Luo Zhuoying took off her hat and threw it hard on the table. He knew better than anyone else how hard it was to fight in front of him.

Commander-in-chief Tao Ping is not here, and he has cut off his ties with Changshu since yesterday.

Can you survive in three days?

"Connect the Third War Zone General Command!"

Luo Zhuoying gritted her teeth and took the call.

"Commander-in-chief, I am Luo Zhuoying, I am Luo Zhuoying. The battle here is too hard, it is too hard. I ask for reinforcements and request reinforcements from Jiaxing!"

"No reinforcements, not one!"

Zheng Yong's voice on the phone was cold and ruthless, and there was no room for negotiation.

"Commander-in-chief, I beg you!" Luo Zhuoying was almost begging to the microphone.

"One division, no, one brigade, even a regiment can do it!"

"No, there is no soldier!" Zheng Yong's voice was still so cold.

"Luo Zhuoying, listen to me. Without reinforcements, there will never be any. If you lose Changshu City, come to see me with your own head!"

The phone was hung up ruthlessly and coldly, and Luo Zhuoying let go of the phone dejectedly.

"Deputy Commander, the east side was broken, the east side was broken!"

A group leader stumbled and ran in, his face covered in blood, and his arm was also broken. When he saw Luo Zhuoying, he started crying and screaming.

This is the favorite general of his subordinates and the most proud general.

"Where are you, why aren't you dead?" Luo Zhuoying looked at his subordinates coldly and slowly pulled out the pistol at his waist.

"Master, I have tried my best, I have done my best! The battalion I personally control has been killed, and the entire battalion has been killed!" The regiment commander wiped his eyes.

"Give me another regiment, and I will take the people with me to take back the position!"

"Those who lose their positions will die!"

Luo Zhuoying's words were emotional, just like Zheng Yong's voice on the phone just now.

The gunshots rang, and his most proud subordinate fell under Luo Zhuoying's gun.

After slowly putting away the pistol, Luo Zhuoying picked up the submachine gun on the table.

"Everyone who can move will take up weapons and follow me, and take back the position!"

The staff members threw down the pen and picked up the weapon; the orderly soldiers threw away the tea bowl and picked up the weapon; the executive officer let go of the phone in his ear and picked up the weapon...

The brothers of the national army in the western position began to be defeated, and a large group of island army infantry began to enter.

Suddenly, a unit appeared in front of the defeated army.

What kind of army is this? The front is the lieutenant general, and the back is the lieutenant, the major, the lieutenant colonel, the colonel...

The submachine gun in Luo Zhuoying's hand roared towards the sky, and the defeated soldiers stopped.

"I am Luo Zhuoying, I am here, whoever takes a step back will kill!"

Luo Zhuoying pointed at the defeated soldiers with no emotion in his eyes and his words were so cold.

"I will take you to charge and take back the position, die, and die on the road to charge!"

Separating the soldiers, Luo Zhuoying walked over step by step from the soldiers' eyes. Behind them were the lieutenants and officers of the command center.

"Run, the deputy commanders are all on the way, brothers are all on the way!"

A roar suddenly broke through the silence, as if he suddenly woke up from a dream, and the defeated soldier suddenly rushed to Luo Zhuoying like a tide...

This is the most tragic counterattack battle that took place in Changshu.

The Chinese soldiers who participated in the counterattack fell under the guns of the island army, but more soldiers rushed up on the bodies of their companions.

Only the battalion in front was completely exhausted and fought for nothing, and no one from the battalion commander to the soldiers survived.

A colonel officer suddenly fell to the ground while twitching his body in a pool of blood, and his body stopped moving.

The island army was already stunned by such a charge, and these Chinese soldiers were completely paving a blood-stained road there with their lives.

Suddenly, the gunshot stopped...

The battlefield that was so noisy just now suddenly became silent like death.

There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, some seriously injured soldiers were shaking and shaking in the pool of blood, and then, slowly, slowly, slowly lost their lives...
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