Attack! Keep attacking!

Never stop!

Throughout the night, for the officers and soldiers of the fifth brigade, the constant and continuous high-intensity attacks, killing the enemy or being killed had already replaced fatigue, replaced fear, and even replaced human consciousness. At this time, for

For each of them, there is only one thought left in their mind. (Please remember the free novel.

forward!

attack!

When attacking along the nameless river, the water leading to the sea flowed loudly, like a whisper of grief and indignation. In the night sky, stars filled the blue sky. Under the night sky, there were gunshots, cannons, explosions, and shouts of killing.

The rapid whistle seemed to be the only sound in the heat of the night.

"With this kind of fighting method, I will be exhausted to death before I am beaten to death!"

Exhausted. After two hours of continuous charge and attack, anyone will feel exhausted. In the two hours, there were two fierce hand-to-hand battles and three encounters. Only more than ninety brothers from a company were left. If we continue to fight like this

If you don't get beaten to death, you can die from exhaustion.

"Death, if you continue to fight like this, I will die willingly!"

The squad deputy's muttering made Yan Huacai yell.

In terms of character, Li Wuben, who was wandering the streets before joining the army, has a very active character. At this time, one of his hands is holding a rifle with a bayonet, and the other hand is holding a grenade. This is the last grenade.

, although his character is like a loach, when fighting, he knows that either the enemy will die or he will die.

He saw the squad leader running in front. His squad was now divided into two combat groups, attacking the enemy frontally along the fields along the river bank. In fact, after two fierce hand-to-hand battles, the Japanese army no longer had a large-scale and effective force.

Resistance is now either pursuit or encounter.

They found several dark figures in front of a shed apparently left by a certain farmer on the edge of the field.

"Squad deputy, you lead the second group to insert from the left wing!"

Yan Huacai immediately ordered. Just as Li Wuben led several brothers to rush forward from the left wing, the Japanese rifles opened fire first. The bullets passed over their heads and made a whooshing sound above their heads. The machine gunner

With a quick step, he fell down in the ridge of the field. The machine gun tripod was just placed on the ground, and then orange gun flames spurted out, and a series of dense bullets were fired at him.

Compared with the Japanese army, each squad had one light machine gun and two submachine guns, which provided the attacking troops with far lighter firepower than the Japanese army could compare with. The frontal firepower instantly suppressed the Japanese army on the opposite side. When the Japanese army's firepower was suppressed,

Carrying a submachine gun, the second half of the squad led by Li Wuben outflanked the Japanese flank from the left wing. He first fired two grenades, and then fired several rounds at the hay shed with his submachine gun, and the resistance was broken down.

Of the dozen or so Japanese soldiers guarding here, only one survived. He was hit by several bullets, and his khaki uniform was soaked with blood. His face was also splattered with blood. Seeing

The figure coming over looked at the Chinese soldier with the "steel hat" on his head. He vaguely realized that he was a prisoner, raised his right hand slightly, and cried loudly:

But no one could understand what he was crying about. Was he crying about pain? It didn't look like that!

"Maybe he wants us to kill him!"

"Do you want to help him?"

"We don't have time to take prisoners anyway..."

Several people were muttering quietly there, but no one was willing to shoot, until Yan Huacai came over and listened to the Japanese Cao Chief's cry. Although I couldn't understand what he was crying about, I could tell from his face.

His expression became clearer, so he picked up a rifle from a Japanese corpse and threw the bayonet over.

When the Japanese commander Cao picked up the bayonet, Yan Huacai could see the look of gratitude in his eyes. Then when he struggled to lift the bayonet to his neck, he used his last breath of strength to insert the bayonet into his neck, while Yan Huacai

When he seemed to have no strength, he bent down and helped him.

Blood flowed from the chief Cao's neck. Everyone fell silent watching this scene.

“Everyone has it!”

Looking at the lifeless corpse, Yan Huacai stood up and looked at the corpse and suddenly gave a command, and everyone quickly stood at attention.

"salute!"

Following the command of the squad leader, everyone saluted the corpse with a gun. No matter what, this enemy who committed suicide deserved their respect.

"Close the ceremony!"

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

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

"Check the ammunition. Any bullets with less than twenty rounds will be given to the machine gunners, using Japanese rifles!"

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

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

How far away is it? Yan Huacai doesn't know. On this battlefield where guns and cannons are constantly ringing, no one cares how far away it is, but one thing is for sure, it's close!

Very close!

"Should be here soon!"

The sound of cannons and explosions were getting closer and closer. At this time, the entire coast was in chaos. The officers called for soldiers to move forward for 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, Osako Shoudou stood at the table with a gloomy face, motionless, but his eyes kept scanning. Chief of Staff Akashi Genjiro and several section chiefs and division chiefs stood uneasily.

In front of the table, Osaka, who had always been resolute and calm, without showing any emotion or anger, actually yelled at them.

"Asshole, idiot!"

The chief of staff, several section chiefs, and the division chief stood upright,

"Hai!" and "Hai!" were echoed all the time.

Bad news kept coming one after another. The last reserve team suffered a devastating blow from the Chinese artillery as soon as it entered the battlefield. Then the Chinese infantry troops followed closely and took advantage of the Tengtian Brigade's mistakes to break through.

The defense line of Tengtian Brigade is now attacking the coast non-stop, and there is not even a single unit that can stop them along the way.

Faced with the Chinese offensive troops' tactics that completely ignored the two wings, they had no choice. The front-line troops were entangled by the Chinese offensive troops. At the same time, more and more Chinese troops were constantly coming through the gaps in the defense line.

Flowing into depth.

"No matter what, we must stop the Chinese army's attack! Push them back! Organize a counterattack immediately!"

"We don't have rifles or cannons, so what can we use to counterattack?"

A staff officer murmured softly. Although Osako Shoudou was not young, his ears were not deaf. The staff officer's murmurs reached his ears word for word. His expression changed, and then he became stern.

roared.

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

While giving the order, Osako Shoudou, who looked extremely serious, walked around in the underground bunker, and then walked behind the staff officer who had whispered softly before.

"There was insufficient ammunition and all the bullets were fired, so we let the soldiers fight with bayonets. When the bayonets broke, we attacked with bare hands."

He grabbed his collar fiercely, and Osako Shangdao's expression became extremely ferocious!

"The emperor must die on the battlefield! Do you understand?"

"Hai!"

Loosen the other party's collar, Osako Naomi turned around and walked towards his "chair".

"As the emperor's people, we will die in battle if we don't win!"

After returning to his position, Osako Shangdou calmed down.

"I order below to immediately organize all capable soldiers on the coast to launch a counterattack!"

Located in an open space next to the beach, there are more than a dozen tents connected together. Unlike other places where there are black craters, this place seems to have never been bombed or shelled. The big red cross on the tents reminds people that this is a

Hospitals, because of this, every time when the coast is bombed, pilots will always avoid this target. Because of this, many soldiers choose to live around field hospitals.

The tent was full of wounded soldiers, gauze stained with blood was thrown on the floor, and the hemostats were deformed. There was a continuous sound of gunfire in the distance. As we all know, the fragile defense line in the distance could be torn to pieces by the Chinese army at any time.

.People kept carrying wounded soldiers into the field hospital. The wounded soldiers were carried in one after another, all of them were seriously injured.

The doctors and medical soldiers in the field hospital were covered in sweat. Their eyes behind the masks were full of helpless distress. There were no medicines, not even bandages, in short, nothing.

In the absence of medicine, many wounded soldiers failed to receive treatment. The faces of the wounded soldiers who were constantly being carried into the medical clinic were covered with red and black blood. No one remembered their appearance, and even more so.

Many of the wounded were placed directly on the open space in the center of the medical center.

"Give me a pair of leggings!"

Caesar, who was operating on the wounded, sent the medical soldier aside and shouted, "Here, what he can do is very limited. At most, he can take out the shrapnel and then bandage the wound with a soldier's leggings. This is what he is doing now."

The only thing that could be done was to boil the leggings and simply disinfect them.

Just after bandaging the wound of a seriously wounded soldier, another wounded soldier was carried to the operating table. His hip bone was blown to pieces. Caesar looked at the face that looked very young.

It’s hopeless!

Although he knew that he was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, he still shook his head at the medical soldiers, and then the wounded soldier was carried away and left to fend for himself in the hospital.

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

"What's the matter? Why is it so noisy?"

Caesar asked a medical soldier who had just come in.

"The commander ordered a counterattack across the board, and all soldiers who can walk must participate!"
To be continued...