"Gah!"

Tachibana Kiyo let out a scream. How dare those Chinese people on the mountain wall rush down?

"How dare they do this? Shouldn't they be defending well?!"

At this time, Tachibana Kiyo was at a loss. All the soldiers he could send out were sent out. There was only a small group of infantrymen and dozens of people on the artillery position. It was hard to imagine that those Chinese people would dare to attack them.

It is too late to reposition the artillery now. It is impossible to install bayonets on the cannon.

"Defense! Organize a defense quickly! Order Sakai and Eguchi in front to retreat and return to the artillery positions!"

The Major next to him quickly ordered for him. He really couldn't stand it anymore. This self-righteous fool who didn't look at anyone seriously because of his noble birth would be a fool at the critical moment.

At this moment, the Japanese army halfway up the mountain heard the news that the rear position was attacked, and the morale of the army was instantly in chaos. But at this time, they could retreat wherever they wanted.

On the reverse slope, Krupp, who had been unable to fire again because all the shells were consumed, immediately ordered more than a dozen mortars to fire at full range after receiving the shells from Liao Mingyu!

The artillery shells exploded one pillar after another of dust and fire in the ranks of the Japs. Liao Mingyu was not to be outdone, blasting white phosphorus bombs one after another into the densest formation of the Japs.

The soldiers of the Sichuan Army who could still move around on the position fired all the bullets they had left at the struggling little Japanese in front, constantly reaping their sinful lives.

What kind of battlefield is this? This is simply hell on earth!

Countless little Japs were blasted by the scorching heat of bombs and white phosphorus bombs, crying for their fathers and mothers. Looking at the burned corpses with only white bones left, the last courage in the hearts of the little Japs gradually disappeared.

"Run away, run away!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and the Japanese army’s precarious team collapsed instantly!

Just as Long Wenwen said at the beginning, if one was swept away, ten would be swept away by a hundred! Those little Japs who were not killed by the artillery fire fled backwards regardless!

bump!

After the last white phosphorus bomb was fired, Liao Mingyu stood up suddenly, picked up a rifle with a bayonet, and jumped out of the trench.

"Sichuan Army! Attack the enemy!"

The only three to four hundred Sichuan Legion soldiers remaining on the position picked up their guns one after another and followed their regiment leader to jump out of the position.

"Come on!"

"Kill all the little devils!"

…

In the rear position of the Japanese army, the defense that Major finally organized was ruthlessly torn apart by Long Wenwen and others with grenades and submachine guns.

More than 200 powerful veterans of the Sichuan Army were grouped in groups of three and two, holding rifles and swords in their hands, and violently collided with the Japs!

"kill!"

"Pfft..."

Dong Dao, the great killer, slashed the little Japanese's flesh and blood with the big knife in his hand. He was like a whirlwind, blowing into the little Japanese's fragile formation.

Bu La and Kaname followed closely behind, holding submachine guns. When they encountered the little Japs who were not afraid of death, they clashed. The other veterans were not to be outdone, and fiercely greeted the Japs with bayonets and bullets in their hands.

“Aww oh my god!”

A Japanese soldier who had just climbed out of the trench raised his head and saw Long Wenwen screaming at him like a savage. He was suddenly frightened.

Without giving him a chance, Long Wenwen slashed his head with a knife. The long knife split half of his head open, and blood spurted out like a fountain more than half a meter high!

"Hold on! The troops in front will return to support soon!"

The major slashed a Sichuan Army soldier with his samurai sword and called on the surrounding soldiers to make a final resistance. However, his persistence was obviously in vain. The artillery on the position and behind it totaled less than a hundred people.

How can we stop the veterans of the Sichuan Army who are like wolves and tigers?

Long Wenwen had already taken aim at him. He thrust his long knife diagonally on the ground, pulled out a 20-ring mirror box from his waist, and pointed it at the Japanese major who was still dancing not far away.

"Bump! Bump! Bump! Bump!"

The major was shot four or five times in the chest and arm. Looking at the Japanese formation that was about to collapse, he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Seeing that the only officer who dared to fight was beaten to death, the little Japs lost all morale and shouted to retreat before Tachibana Kiio gave the order.

Tachibana Kiio stopped a Japanese soldier who was running backwards, and cursed angrily: "Cowards, Sakai and the others will be back soon, don't run away! The empire has lost all face!"

The frontline troops they were looking forward to had indeed returned, but they could not protect themselves at the moment and were driven back by Liao Mingyu and his soldiers.

The soldiers of the Sichuan Army drove the frustrated little Japanese down the hillside like a duck. They fired from time to time with the rifles in their hands, and many little Japanese were killed in the process of escaping.

Liao Mingyu struggled to catch up with a kid, kicked him over, and stabbed his back with the bayonet!

"Ah! Yami!"

The little devil fell to the ground and struggled in pain, but soon lost his breath.

Pulling out the bloody bayonet, Liao Mingyu did not hesitate to raise his gun and fire forward, using up all the bullets in the gun. Several little Japanese who were desperately running away with their backs exposed were knocked to the ground by the bullets.

"Come on, kill them all!"

"Come on!"

At this moment, the Sichuan regiment was full of momentum, hot on the heels of the little Japanese. Although they were exhausted after fighting all night, the excitement of turning defeat into victory supported them.

The eyes of every running warrior were filled with blood. There was only one thought left in their minds: kill all the enemies they could see!

In an instant, the situation changed rapidly. The Japanese army, which was about to win, now turned into lambs to be slaughtered. They no longer had the courage to fight and only thought about how to escape from the battlefield.

So a funny scene appeared. Long Wenwen led a group of people in front to chase Tachibana Qixiong, while behind them, Liao Mingyu led a large force to chase down the Japanese soldiers who were escaping on the mountain.

Long Wenwen turned his head and saw this scene, and quickly called out to Kaname beside him: "Bashan boy! Stop chasing me, lead your men to intercept the little Japanese who are escaping from behind, and annihilate them all with the leader!"

"It's not spicy. I'll call on dozens of brothers and follow me to kill their captain!"

"good!"

The more than 200 veterans of the Sichuan Army were divided into two parts. Kaname led more than a hundred people to turn back and kill the escaping Japanese soldiers, while Long Wenwen led about 40 people including Fu La and continued to pursue Tachibana Kiyo.

…

Tachibana Kiyo was now in a state of disarray, with about a dozen soldiers left around him. He was also hit by a bullet in his calf, and was being held up by two Japanese soldiers as he fled backwards.

Dragging their injured legs that were constantly bleeding, they couldn't run fast at all, and were overtaken by Long Wenwen behind them in the blink of an eye.

"Bahhhhhhhhh!"

A flurry of bullets shot over, and a soldier next to him was shot and fell to the ground. Tachibana Kiyo suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground diagonally.

The surrounding Japanese soldiers quickly raised their guns and fired back. Bullets whizzed through the forest, and the Sichuan Army soldiers hurriedly took cover.

Bula nimbly crossed a bush like a monkey, hid behind a tree, and threw the two grenades in his hand hard while the kid was pulling the bolt to change the ammunition.

"Boom! Boom!"

This natural bombardier accurately threw the grenade into the middle of the Japanese formation, and several Japanese who could not dodge were blown backwards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, all the soldiers of the Sichuan Army quickly opened fire and instantly killed the little Japanese who was still resisting.
Chapter completed!