"How is the situation? How many troops are left?"

In the Japanese command center, Takeuchi Renshan, who woke up slowly, closed his eyes slightly and kept rubbing his head with his hands.

"The Chinese have occupied the reverse slope. They have reached the top of the mountain and are slowly advancing. The second brigade on the front is still fighting with the enemy for the second defense, but the situation is not very optimistic. The Imperial Warriors who can pick up guns to fight... There are 1,500 left left

People are around."

Yoshino lowered his head and reported to him truthfully that many of the soldiers he said were wounded.

"Ha... let the front-line troops retreat."

Takeuchi chuckled. Although he had guessed the result, hearing the news with his own ears still made him feel extremely sad.

The enemy first took advantage of the fog to attack the mountaintop tree fort, and then took the opportunity to occupy the position along the river, forcing him to lose his entire defense, but he fell into anger and sent troops to attack, but was slowly consumed by the enemy.

When his attention was ahead, who would have thought that they could actually deploy a surprise soldier behind him, and the loss of the reverse slope position was his fatal injury.

One mistake, one mistake at a time, and one mistake at a time, Takeuchi Lianshan, who sorted out his thoughts, found that he had fallen into Liao Mingyu's trap step by step.

"Yoshino, I still underestimate him. Maybe... I'm too arrogant. Our opponent is really amazing."

Takeuchi stood up and said mockingly. He came to the observation port with his hands behind his back, and his narrow eyes looked at the opposite shore.

Through this battlefield filled with smoke, he seemed to see a pair of sharp eyes on the other side, staring at him provocatively.

"Captain of the regiment, Colonel Sato has just sent a telegram that their reinforcements are still 40 kilometers away from Nantianmen and are expected to arrive in 5 hours." Yoshino said hurriedly.

"So what if we arrive now? There is a position we built on the reverse slope. The Chinese will definitely keep a hand. Do you think Sato can break through those two lines of defense in a short time?"

Takeuchi was extremely helpless. It seemed that half of his masterpieces at Nantianmen were taken away by the enemy and turned into bridgeheads to attack his own people. And now they have become the turtle in the jar.

"You have to cheer up! Even so, the warriors of our great Japanese Empire will never admit defeat!" Yoshino thought Takeuchi was about to give up, so he immediately stood up straight and shouted firmly at him.

"Yoshino-kun, I never thought of giving in. I just wanted you to know what we are going to face next."

Takeuchi looked out the window and said without looking back: "Prefer to the brigade flag, and it must be destroyed at the last moment, and it must not fall into the hands of the Chinese!"

"Hello Captain..." Yoshino looked at him in shock.

"Yoshino!" Takeuchi suddenly shouted loudly, and a hint of madness revealed in his eyes: "Prepare to fight the last battle. The cherry blossoms always fall when they are most gorgeous. This... is also our destiny!"

"Hi!"

...

9:30.

Chen Jize completely controlled the second defense position, was deploying defense lines to adjust the troops, sending the injured soldiers to the foot of the mountain, and mobilizing supplies in the rear to prepare for the final attack.

The sound of gunfire on the top of Nantianmen Mountain gradually stopped. Except for the dust and smoke that had not yet dissipated on the battlefield, there seemed to be no sign of war, but under this calm, a bigger storm seemed to be brewing.

After the first battalion of the Sichuan Army successfully joined Long Weng and others, the progress of the entire Nantianmen Battle also came to an end.

The Japanese have fully retreated to the three-defense position. Their only living space is left for these hundreds of meters wide hills, while more are huddled in the underground passage.

In addition to these more than a thousand war-capable soldiers, there are more countless wounded people in the tunnel. People are constantly seriously injured and died of death. The Japanese who are still able to move now have no kung fu to take care of these things. They are short of medical treatment and medicine.

I can only wait slowly for the arrival of death in those mouse holes.

Half an hour ago, Liao Mingyu brought the guard battalion to the West Bank, and also sent Li Lei's medical team here.

They built a temporary treatment station in the blind spot of enemy artillery along the river, giving priority to the treatment of soldiers who were in a more dangerous situation. The seriously injured Fan Xiangwu was here, and Li Lei personally performed the surgery.

"Save...I, please save me!"

"Press and hold his wound and hemostatic forceps! Give me hemostatic forceps!"

"Ahhh! It hurts!"

"Send some plasma here, and morphine is not enough!"

...

The busy scene was a bit chaotic, and more and more wounded were sent down the mountain. It is unnecessary to think about how heavy casualties were in Chen Jize's troops.

"Is there any medicine on the east coast?" Liao Mingyu asked the veterinarian in a deep voice.

"Go all the medicines you have saved," the veterinarian replied while bandaging the wounded on the shelf.

Liao Mingyu frowned. After thinking about it, he immediately opened the system interface in his mind. After a big battle, the points that had originally bottomed out were once again filled. Now it seems that there are more than 8,000.

He immediately contacted the system to redeem all kinds of medicines with 5,000 points, but he didn't even bother to arrange them all in the warehouse of the regiment headquarters.

"Waiter, go back to the east coast. A batch of medicine has just been sent from the warehouse, so Kang Ya finds a way to transport it."

"I know the leader."

Liao Mingyu found Li Lei to explain the situation, and also looked at Fan Xiangwu by the way. The latter's surgery has been completed and he is temporarily out of danger, but he is still in a high coma. Whether he can survive depends on his own vitality.

After giving the order, Liao Mingyu brought people to the front line. Chen Jize and others immediately came out to greet him after hearing the news.

"Captain! There is no Japanese in the second defense position anymore. We are destroying those corridors. The big tunnel entrance has also been blocked. Do you think when will we attack?"

Calculate the time Chen Jize has never closed his eyes since yesterday morning. His face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were extremely excited.

Liao Mingyu nodded with relief and patted his shoulder: "Jize, thank you for your hard work, how many people are left in the army now?"

"The third and fourth battalions plus the Yu Division have a total of about 1,800 people left." Chen Jize said.

"Oh... let the Third Battalion and the friendly forces go down. The Fourth Battalion and the Guard Battalion will be the main attackers. Battalion Commander Lin, do you have any problems?" Liao Mingyu asked seriously.

"No problem, I guarantee to complete the task!" Ayi next to him quickly stood attentively and replied. He was originally timid and afraid of things, and he was becoming more and more like an excellent commander.

"Captain Liao, we have no problem!"

He Shuguang said without being outdone. His arms were still wrapped in bandages and his head was covered with gauze. He was obviously injured in the attack just now.

"Company Commander He is very imposing. If you don't give you a battalion commander when you go back this time, I will not agree." Liao Mingyu couldn't help but joke.

"Captain Liao was joking." He Shuguang grinned, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Although he didn't know exactly what Yu Xiaoqing did, he had to respect He Shuguang and others just stayed on the West Bank without hesitation.
Chapter completed!