The fierce fighting in Fengtian City continued, and at this time, the 29th Infantry Regiment station attacking Fengtian City was completely surrounded by soldiers from the 7th Brigade.
"Beat" Zhou Dafu roared.
The death of Zhao Zhenfan was a huge blow to him.
Fengtian's top management fled collectively and left them and other big soldiers behind.
Zhou Dafu was extremely disappointed with those sanctimonious guys.
For the soldiers of the 7th Brigade, killing one Japanese is killing, and killing two Japanese is also killing.
Either don't resist.
If you resist, the Japanese will have to pay the price with blood.
"Hurry, the Chinese are coming."
Compared with the Second Independent Garrison Brigade, the 29th Regiment has gathered more than 500 local soldiers and more than 100 artillery, and already has a certain defensive strength.
However, none of the Japanese troops expected that the Chinese soldiers, who were thought to be as docile as sheep, would suddenly launch such a swift and violent attack.
Zhou Dafu led a surprise attack and entered the 29th Wing's headquarters.
"Death" Zhou Dafu picked up the bayonet and stabbed the Japanese soldier in the abdomen, twisting it hard, and a shocking hiss came out of the Japanese soldier's throat.
The pain of a severed liver or intestine is obviously not something that ordinary people can bear.
"Battle Commander Zhou, retreat!"
Xu Sheng, who had already set up machine guns outside and set up an attack formation, shouted.
Zhou Dafu smiled and kicked the corpse in front of him several meters away.
He dodged and retreated in the face of the Japanese ronin who was charging forward with a sharp knife and howling.
Chuchuchu The roar of machine guns rang out, and the Japanese ronin rushing in front fell to the ground defenseless.
These ronin may not lose to the regular army if they fight bravely, but when it comes to organized combat, it is not the bravery of an ordinary man that can determine the outcome.
The brave charge of these ronin only made it easier for Xu Sheng to kill.
The machine gun bullets passed by and the opponent was left dead and wounded.
"Deputy Battalion Commander Xu, you have to rush in quickly, don't give these bastards a chance to blow up the artillery," Zhou Dafu reminded Xu Shengdao after killing more than a hundred people in succession.
"It seems that the camp is right.
All the elite infantrymen of the little devil have gone to attack the provincial capital.
The ones left here are just fish belly.
The artillery is coordinated by the infantry.
Let's see how the little devil dies this time.
Kill him."
After a conservative attack at the beginning, Xu Sheng and other officers discovered that the Japanese counterattack firepower was very weak.
In addition to one rifle per man, the hundreds of Japanese troops only had one or two machine guns.
Most of them had very mediocre tactical coordination.
Resident soldiers and unorganized ronin.
After recognizing the reality of the 29th Regiment's garrison, Xu Sheng and others naturally no longer insisted on their previous conservative style of play.
Under the absolute suppression of machine gun fire, the Japanese troops on the opposite side could not raise their heads at all for a while.
"Quick, the Japanese troops are turning their guns, quick, quick, quick," the soldiers of the 7th Brigade shouted.
Fujita Norinaka's face was gloomy.
He never expected that the previously weak China Army would come to its senses and hit the weakest point of the 29th Regiment with a punch.
Once the artillery brigade stationed in the station was lost, the 29th Regiment would be nothing more than a well-trained group.
They were just ordinary infantry, and the supplies they carried were not enough to fight a long war.
Once the Chinese army loses its base and returns to attack the main force of the 29th Regiment, the more than 2,000 regular troops will face a disaster.
Damn the Fengtian Secret Service.
What on earth do those bastards do?
They actually describe such a group of Chinese soldiers who dare to fight as cowards who have no will to resist and only know how to run away or surrender as soon as the emperor's gun fires.
And now these cowards are frantically attacking the precarious alliance garrison with weapons.
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The mortars and the stationed arms will all fall into the hands of the Chinese army.
"No, never."
There was a madness on Fujita Norimaka's face, and a series of bullets were fired.
Three or four soldiers in front of him screamed and fell to the ground.
One of the corpses was rushing towards him, and blood splashed on Fujita Norimaka.
One face.
In a short time, more than a third of the motley crew in the station were killed or injured.
Fujita Norinaka pushed the body in front of him, strode to the nearest cannon, and tried to adjust the muzzle.
"Load the shells, hurry up" Both sides are desperately trying to gain time.
"Ah" a ronin with his arm cut off was knocked away by the high-speed collision of the horse, fell onto the thick cannon barrel, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The cavalry that had been hiding suddenly rushed out at this time, catching the Japanese army by surprise.
There were two more explosions, and the walls on the east and west sides of the station were also blown down.
The Japanese troops in the garrison saw the hundreds of 7th Brigade soldiers pouring in from the remaining two directions at the same time, and felt a sense of despair in their hearts.
The elite of the 29th Regiment may not be able to fight against such a fierce enemy.
"Kill" Your Majesty's cavalry rushed into the regiment's station and hacked and killed them indiscriminately.
As the sword fell, stumps and broken walls were scattered all over the place.
The miserable screams of Japanese artillerymen, local soldiers, and ronin became the most beautiful music to the ears of these soldiers.
This is what a hot-blooded soldier should do.
At the sign of the Japanese invasion, he picked up the sharp knife in his hand, picked up the spear, and killed the Japanese invaders until their blood flowed everywhere, not daring to look away.
Boom, boom Under the desperate resistance of the Japanese army, the artillery fired two rounds in the crisis.
Amidst the explosions, two large craters were blown out of the ground.
Mud and water splashed, and around the two rising fireballs, dozens of 7th Brigade soldiers and a small number of cavalry were blown up due to their concentration.
"Retreat to the barracks, behind the barbed wire, and fight against the Chinese army," Fujita Norimaka shouted.
The artillerymen woke up from a dream, and led a group of ronin to escape for a while relying on their familiarity with their old home.
They hid behind the barbed wire fence on the side of the barracks used for training.
Some ronin and artillery soldiers got into the station barracks, trying to rely on this Simple fortifications for defense.
Boom, boom.
The ground was shaking violently.
The Japanese troops rushed to grab it.
Two cannons were blown up.
More than twenty 7th Brigade soldiers who rushed to the cannons were either dead or injured.
Human life is the least valuable thing on the battlefield.
How could the already red-eyed 7th Brigade stop charging because of this casualty?
Other artillerymen who tried to blow up the cannon were not so lucky.
They had the opportunity to die together with the soldiers of the 7th Brigade.
Before the cannon could explode, the soldiers nearby had already swarmed forward, with their bayonets pounding garlic.
The artillerymen who had no time to blow up the cannon were stabbed to death.
It fell through the sieve and died in a miserable state.
"Drive, drive" the Japanese barbed wire fence.
The galloping soldiers had no time to rein in their horses due to their riding skills.
In this case, they could not rein in their horses.
The faces of the soldiers on horseback in front were full of madness, and they ran their horses headlong into the barbed wire fence covered with spikes.
"Little devil, grandpa is here, He Mazi, help me take revenge."
The black-faced man at the head shouted fiercely, and hit the barbed wire fence without hesitation.
The strong inertia deformed the entire barbed wire fence, and the horse was badly beaten on the barbed wire fence.
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The horse's head and body were full of iron holes made by sharp spikes.
The body of the black-faced man hung on it and shook violently.
Two rides, three rides.
The barbed wire barrier was blown open.
The pained face of the black-faced man showed a hint of joy, and he passed away.
"Ma Heizi, you are waiting for me to bring the heads of ten or eight little devils to pay homage to you."
The man behind cried and raised the sharp knife in his hand, looking at the faint enemies scattered in front of him who had no time to escape, and he slashed tirelessly, every time he swung The knife is a scream.
Under the attack of the soldiers of the 7th Brigade regardless of casualties, the 29th Regiment's station was quickly rushed to pieces by most of the 7th Brigade.
Nine of the twelve 75 mountain guns fell into the hands of the 7th Brigade intact.
The mortars were also controlled by the 7th Brigade.
"Captain Zhou, what should we do with the Japanese soldiers who have fled into the barracks?"
a soldier asked with hatred.
"My unarmed soldiers in the Beida camp were stabbed to death by these people and shot to death with machine guns.
The chief of staff was also killed by Japanese artillery.
How can we not avenge this revenge?
Send the cannons to me, one by one.
The house exploded."
Zhou Dafu said with a ferocious smile.
"Blow up these bastards."
The soldiers stepped on the corpses on the ground and used horses to pull the cannon.
Aim the muzzle at the Japanese barracks.
For some of the artillerymen hiding in the barracks, Ronin watched in despair as the muzzles were adjusted: