Yue Feng was very satisfied when he saw that Huang Ao's grenade battalion performed well and blew away the Japanese behind the tanks.
"Li Hu, tell Wu Tian that the Japanese will definitely charge the assault battalion to protect the grenade battalion."
"Follow your orders" Soon, Wu Tian received the order and laughed excitedly: "Hahaha, I thought I wouldn't get a chance to fight tonight.
I didn't expect that the regiment commander didn't forget me.
It's an honor.
It's such an honor.
Brothers, gather together and enter the traffic trench. " Although the battle during the day was very enjoyable, my brother wanted to have more fun.
At Wu Tian's urging, the brothers from the storm battalion entered the traffic trenches one after another.
Speaking of Okamura Neiji, he saw that the soldiers were trapped and surrounded by heavy machine guns and grenade launchers.
Of the more than 10,000 infantrymen, only four or five thousand were left.
Inukai said forcefully: "Okamura-kun, either charge long live, or turn in immediately."
"Eighteen heavy machine guns, there is no way to escape.
The only way is to charge forward, charge," Okamura Neiji said fiercely, "Send a signal flare and charge long live.
Quick, quick."
Three staff officers rushed out of the headquarters, raised their flare guns, and fired three red flares into the sky.
The more than 4,000 Japanese soldiers who had decided to charge immediately started howling like crazy when they saw the signal flare, rushed out from behind the tank, and charged frantically towards the No. 2 trench more than 100 meters away.
The eighteen machine guns in the bunker were firing with all their might.
Liu Mingming, who was wrapped in gauze, still calmly and quickly fired the heavy machine gun and delivered bullets.
His skills were extremely high, and he defeated the Japanese soldiers one by one.
More than 200 grenades fired desperately Huang Ao kept moving, firing grenades.
He was very fond of bombing officers and had already sent several lieutenants to the West.
Although more than a thousand Japanese soldiers were swept down in front of the trench, more than two thousand Japanese soldiers still rushed madly to a distance of more than 30 meters from the trench.
If you charge again, you will enter the trench.
Okamura Neiji and others saw this clearly, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking to themselves: As long as they rush in and immediately send follow-up troops to follow, they can completely attack the No. 2 trench, and victory is in sight.
Suddenly, they saw the infantryman who was rushing to the front suddenly stopped, his whole body was shaking violently, and he fell to the ground like a swing.
What, what happened?
Okamura Neji and Inukai Takeo took a closer look, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
They saw hundreds of submachine guns exposed and firing fiercely.
At a distance of more than thirty meters, facing a submachine gun, it's not like you're seeking death.
Moreover, there seemed to be more than five hundred submachine guns.
"Baga, this is Yue Feng's charge camp.
Aren't they guarding the path?"
Quan Yangqiang was so angry.
Okamura Neiji understood: "It was a divine prediction.
He guessed all my plans correctly and brought the storm battalion back."
"General, do you want the warriors to move in?"
a staff officer asked.
Okamura Neji coughed violently.
He rarely felt confused and made up his mind.
"We can't move in at this time.
Let the warriors die like warriors."
Inukai said sadly.
In front of the trench, the remaining Japanese soldiers rushed forward desperately.
At this time, all the soldiers in the trenches rushed out, with long and short rifles, and fired at the Japanese at the same time.
Suddenly, most of the Japs were defeated, and the remaining three to four hundred Japs couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and fled as fast as they could.
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But wherever they could escape, they were shot one after another and died on the way to escape.
In the end, only three Japs were left running wildly.
The gunfire stopped.
The three Japanese soldiers continued to run wildly while crying.
Wu Tian held a submachine gun and fired continuously, killing two people.
"Little bastards, just keep one of them back."
The soldiers laughed and shouted.
"Victory, victory" "China will win, it will win" "Those who offend China will be punished no matter how strong they are, and they will be tortured no matter how weak they are."
"As long as China is with me, it will never perish unless it perishes."
Amid the earth-shattering slogans, the last Japanese soldier was left in a state of panic, stumbling and running wildly, looking so panicked and so orphaned.
At this time, all the flares were extinguished and the Japanese was no longer visible.
Yue Feng was very satisfied and returned to the headquarters.
Sima Qian excitedly rushed up to him and hugged him: "Captain, Okamura Neji did indeed attack at night.
You guessed it right."
Yue Feng smiled and said: "This is not a guess, but a well-founded analysis and prediction based on the character of the enemy general and the enemy's situation.
This is called bold prediction and careful verification.
As a general , every order must be carefully considered.”
Lin Hucheng nodded frequently: "Behind every unbridled action, there is a commander who thinks twice."
"Xiaoqian, count the casualties and provide compensation according to regulations.
At the same time, record merit and reward the participating teams."
"As commanded."
Yue Feng thought for a while and said: "Li Hu, send a telegram to Lao Dai and inquire about the war situation of each department.
Seek truth from facts and never make false reports."
Li Hu said: "Follow your orders."
It is said that at the Japanese military headquarters, Okamura Neji was uneasy and his cough became more and more severe.
This time, out of more than 10,000 soldiers, only one survived.
What a fiasco, what a fiasco.
He couldn't understand why Yue Feng's prediction was so accurate.
Cough, severe cough.
For the first time, Okamura Neji had doubts about his command, and developed a deeper fear of Yue Feng.
He felt that no matter how "strategic" he was, he could not defeat the opponent.
Inu Yangqiang is also very depressed.
Thirty medium-sized field guns were covered, 25 were destroyed, 70% of the gunners were dead, and the artillery regiment was almost crippled.
Thirty tanks were beaten to the ground, and not a single one was left.
The opponent actually had twenty-eight horizontal-firing sniper cannons.
This is incredible.
In the future, tanks, armored vehicles, and military vehicles would dare to directly aim and shoot from the front of Niushou Mountain through level-firing sniper cannons like sniper rifles.
At this time, the only living private was brought in.
I don't know if this guy is unlucky or lucky, his face is pale and his whole body is shaking.
Inuyang Qiang thought for a while and asked: "Tell me, what do you think?"
"General, general, they are not human beings, they are devils," cried the private.
"They have eighteen heavy machine guns and hundreds of submachine guns.
Not to mention rifles, they actually have more than two hundred grenades.
It's so accurate, it looks like it has ghost eyes."
Okamura Neiji suddenly nervously pulled out a staff officer's pistol and was about to shoot at the private: "Baga, you deserter" Inukai grabbed his hand and lifted it up.
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"Papa pa pa" Neji Okamura fired continuously until he ran out of bullets.
The private was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
He didn't want to die.
How could the only immortal person among more than 10,000 people die in the hands of his own people.
"Okamura-kun, the fault is not his.
It is indeed because Yue Feng is too cunning and cruel."
Inukai reminded loudly.
Okamura Neiji came back to his senses and threw the pistol on the ground: "Really, I'm sorry, my mind is a little confused.
Baga, how can I be a little distracted?"
Coughing, he coughed violently, feeling like he was going to cough out his lungs.
Inukai Qiang looked at Okamura Neiji, a little worried, but very puzzled.
Okamura Neiji had been hit hard before, but he was still confident, thinking that he could fight Yue Feng in the next battle.
This time, there were only over 10,000 casualties, so why were there signs of collapse?
Suddenly, the telegram flashed through his mind, and he thought to himself: Yue Feng's telegram control skills were all sent after the war, so why did he send them this time when the war started?
Could it be that there is some mystery in it: