Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 419

Chapter 419 The flat-headed brother from Japan

The morning of November 14th was definitely a heavy morning for all the officers and soldiers of the 36th Infantry Brigade of the Japanese Army.

Chinese people pay attention to burial, and the Japanese also have a tradition of letting the remains go home.

Soldiers who died in battle, even if only one skeleton remains, will be burned to ashes and put into a small wooden box to be taken back to their hometown by their close comrades and handed over to their families. This is almost an unwritten traditional rule of every army.

However, the 36th Infantry Brigade broke this rule.

With flames dancing in his eyes, Ushijima Mitsuru ordered that the 56 Japanese soldiers who were killed in the early morning attack be buried in the field where they were killed. The entire army excavated and buried the 56 remains in that building in just 40 minutes. They lined up in front of the tomb to take the oath.

Unless they kill the Chinese army that is chasing them and kill every one of them, the 36th Infantry Brigade will never come back here to pay homage to their comrades who cannot return home.

Only victory can allow them to bring fifty-six lonely ghosts home. Otherwise, they would all remain in the Empire-occupied lands, condemning the remaining soldiers of the 36th Infantry Brigade.

To put it bluntly, this tomb is the mark of shame that the 36th Infantry Brigade has carved on itself. Without revenge, this mark of shame will remain forever.

Having put a brand of shame on themselves, one can imagine how the 36th Infantry Brigade, which regarded honor as its life, hated the advance group.

“Kill the Chinese!”

“Revenge!”

“Kill them!”

Thousands of Japanese soldiers raised their arms high and shouted slogans amidst the loud roars of the brigade commander and chief of staff, who had a sun belt wrapped around his head.

Morale, which had been extremely low, seemed to be full again in an instant.

Ushijima Mitsuru, who was standing in the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief.

Burning 56 corpses, not to mention the time wasted, the thick black smoke and the pungent smell of burnt corpses will only continue to cast a shadow on the minds of ordinary soldiers. It is better to use this to arouse the soldiers' hatred of the Chinese. .

Now it seems that he is successful.

The reason why he did not personally take the role of leading the entire army to swear an oath was simply an inexplicable fear deep in his heart.

The Chinese can be bold enough to attack and kill dozens of people with cold weapons under the nose of the army. Who knows if he will still be hiding in the dark and watching here, even if he has ordered to expand the perimeter of the perimeter security force to ensure safety. to 2000 meters.

But this is the wilderness, and Baga is really too vast. Even with hundreds of security troops spread out, there was no sense of security.

"Boom!" A cannonball exploded, right next to the large army column that had just shouted in unison with a deafening voice.

Before everyone fell down, several Japanese soldiers fell down screaming.

Damn it, here we go again! The moment Ushijima Mitsuru was suddenly knocked down by a group of guards who reacted quickly and almost had his mouth chewed, miraculously, there was no anger in his heart, only sadness.

Obviously, it was not that the Chinese artillery fire was not accurate enough, but the result of him sending the security force 2,000 meters away. The Chinese mortars could only have a range of 2,500 to 2,800 meters at most. Given the threat from the security force, they at least had Fired from 2,600 meters away.

Fortunately, they did not have a sharp artilleryman. Otherwise, the outcome of a cannon falling into a neatly standing array would have been beyond the imagination of even a Japanese army major general.

Perhaps this was the most gratifying thing for Ushijima Mitsuru, who was being protected by a group of big men.

However, the next moment, Ushijima Mitsuru, whose face was still stained with dirt, saw several guards running frantically towards the front of the queue.

The Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel, who had been so impassioned just now, was rolling on the ground screaming.

China does not have sharp artillerymen, but it does have sharpshooters.

A bullet penetrated the Army Lieutenant Colonel's jaw, shattering the entire mandible and smashing the fragile mouth. From the outside, it looked like a flower suddenly bloomed on the entire face.

Blood flowers!

Perhaps it was not the massive blood loss that killed him, but the severe pain.

It was a mouth that could fit into an adult's fist. The lower lip and mandibular gums had become a mass of meat. The horrific wounds that looked so painful made the military doctors at a loss. The severe pain caused the brain to activate the coma protection mechanism, and then In full view of the public, the army lieutenant colonel who led the whole army to fight to the death and kill the Chinese army died.

The trachea, filled with massive amounts of blood, is no longer able to deliver oxygen to the brain, which has activated its protective mechanism, and the brain falls into a complete sleep.

The 36th Infantry Brigade lost another senior officer.

One moment he was vowing revenge, and the next moment he was a corpse. This is really a huge irony.

What is even more ironic is that the sound of artillery covered up the sound of gunfire, causing the panicked Japanese army to have no way of knowing where the Chinese fired the shots for more than ten seconds.

It was not until more than ten seconds that the experienced Japanese army realized that the enemy was in the southeast based on the direction the Army Lieutenant Colonel was facing. However, the specific shooting distance and location cannot be determined at all.

The twelve cannons that were quickly set up could only symbolically fire at about a mile away. The Japanese troops on guard at the periphery quickly moved inward, trying to find the bold and dangerous group of Chinese.

However, taking advantage of the twenty seconds before the Japanese army could react, Tang Dao, who put away his gun and ran all the way, was already at least 1,000 meters away from the main Japanese position.

This time, he didn't shoot from five or six hundred meters away, he was at least 800 meters away.

What he took was not the usual Mosingana rifle, but an MG34 with a long barrel of a heavy machine gun.

The only special forces soldier in this era who could use a heavy machine gun as a sniper rifle caused the Japanese army to completely misjudge his specific location. In such a wide wilderness, no matter how hard they searched, they were destined to find nothing.

The bullet casings were all taken away by Tang Dao.

The swearing-in ceremony where 56 corpses could not return to their hometown and each of them carved a big word "shame" on their foreheads to boost morale was devastated by the Chinese with one shot after another. In addition, an army lieutenant and several The life of a Japanese infantryman.

No matter how deep and tolerant Ushijima Mitsuru was, he was furious at this moment.

Your Excellency, the Japanese Army Major General, who could not take it out on the Chinese and could not chop one or two of his subordinates with his sword, chopped the small tables and mats in his marching tent into pieces.

Then, during the march for the next few days, he could only sit on the ground like an ordinary Japanese soldier.

Yes, for the next three days, the completely enraged 36th Infantry Brigade fought hard behind the advance group.

No matter how the advance regiment moved, whether it was escaping into the wilderness or changing direction again to cross the Suzhou River towards Kunshan, the 36th Infantry Brigade was following closely behind it under the guidance of naval reconnaissance aircraft.

The Chinese can jump into the cold Suzhou River in the rustling autumn wind, and so can they. Even the pontoon bridge was not erected, for no other reason than to speed up the march so that they could catch up with the advance group as early as possible.

That posture may be comparable only to the flat-headed brother who was kicked for no reason on the African grasslands.

The legs are short, but we just go to the black. The two characteristics of the two points of the Black Brothers on the African grassland in Japan are the same characteristic.

Can you transform into a flat-headed brother? The Japanese soldiers did not eat well and slept well along the way. They had to walk with **** circles under their eyes during the day.

The 'Strongest Division on the Surface' has been invincible since it entered China. When has it ever suffered this? These were all brought by the Chinese six or seven kilometers ahead. Only by killing them can we have a hot meal and sleep well.

The valve called madness in the body of No. 8000 of the 36th Infantry Brigade was pried open by a sharp blow from Tang Dao.

Tang Dao stood on the edge of a forest, looking into the distance with a telescope.

"Sir, what's wrong with this? The **** Japanese are like flies that have smelled stinky meat. They won't even stop. They can use trucks and carriages to take the soldiers on the road to save energy. How can we have so many vehicles? ?" Gong Shaoxun, who hurried over to report to Tang Dao who returned to the advance regiment headquarters, had a frown on his face.

"Hey, hey, I'm telling you, Lao Gong, I'm in a hurry, but I don't want to scold myself like this! Why have we become rotten meat?" Lei Xiong, who was half lying on the grass and puffing away smoke, greeted lazily. , while talking, he smelled his armpits and couldn't help but curse. "Damn it, don't tell me, it really stinks. I fought in Songhu for two months and it doesn't stink like this now. This run is so tiring."

Hearing what Lei Xiong said, several officers around him couldn't help but smile bitterly.

During the war, it was common for the men in the army not to take a shower for several days or even half a month. Whether it smelled or not was a trivial matter. But like now, being in a state of forced march for a week in a row, the Japanese army It's really painful to be driven around like a rabbit.

From spiritual to physical, both.

The five or six days of escaping and chasing almost drained all the physical strength of this group of Chinese elites. In the last two days, some soldiers fell into the ditch while walking, and some of them were still sleeping soundly. .

Just like now, Tang Dao ordered the entire army to repair for half an hour. I don't know how many soldiers immediately lay on the ground, not even bothering to smoke. This is almost never seen for these three major guard battalions, which are known as the elite in the army. status.

That also shows that the physical fitness of the entire army has reached its limit.

Of course, all Chinese soldiers are like this, and the Japanese troops who have been harassed by Tang Dao for three or four days will never get better. The situation will only get worse. If there weren't more cars and carriages, the advance group would have gotten rid of them long ago. .

As he was talking, Guo Shouzhi, Zhuang Shisan and other battalion officials rushed here.

Everyone turned their attention to Tang Dao, who was standing with his back to them, and they secretly guessed the purpose of Tang Dao summoning the chief officials of various ministries.

"Everyone, Jiashan Frontline Command sent a telegram to my advance group an hour ago. An infantry regiment of the 18th Division was transferred from the frontline. Their destination is unknown!" Tang Dao turned around and looked at the school officers with bright eyes. .

The faces of the school officials changed greatly.

(End of this chapter)

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