Chinese, too poisonous.

They have no intention of playing with their remnants at all.

The Chinese on the opposite hill just now were just feints, in order to cover this group of Chinese who had set up a field blocking position in the river valley. They are playing with dividing and encircling, compressing their living space to a minimum, just like building a dam in a stream to cut off the water to catch fish, and eventually not a single fish or shrimp can escape.

There is not even a chance to stand by and wait for help.

Not only did he think of the Japanese Shaozo who had lost command in the entire river valley, but also the commanders of several other Japanese troops who were lucky not to die.

Even if the infantry on the hills on both sides tried their best to block the fire, it could not completely prevent the Japanese commander from frantically driving the infantry to attack in the direction of the Bayonet Battalion and the Rock Battalion.

Less than ten minutes were left for them to build a field position, and the Japanese troops, who were less than 200 meters from their position, charged under the cover of light machine guns and grenadiers.

However, a few minutes later, Ryo Ikeda's despair was only added to his despair.

Originally, they didn't have enough heavy firepower to cover the charge, and they had to brave the constant rain of bullets and bullets in front and back, and many people were even swept down in place as soon as they got up.

Of course, the most terrifying thing is the exaggerated firepower on the other side.

At that moment, he even thought he was facing the infantry divisions of the Third Reich, which he had been amazed by while studying in Europe. No, even stronger than them.

Because, in addition to the nearly 20 light and heavy machine guns and semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns owned by the bayonet battalion itself, Liu Lang also specially strengthened two companies of the 129th Division Guard Battalion.

These two companies do not have heavy machine guns, and the Czech light machine guns are only one per platoon, and there are only 6 in total, but these two companies have a lot of submachine guns and shell guns! The density of equipment for this continuous fire was higher than that of the bayonet battalion.

It can be said that at a distance of 100 meters, the firepower of their two infantry companies was three points stronger than that of the infantry companies of the bayonet battalion, if not counting the light and heavy machine gun fire.

Such a density of firepower, not to mention a mere 400 Japanese troops, is a Japanese infantry brigade, and it is also a fool's dream to attack the position with pure infantry alone.

But the tragic thing is that they are now pure infantry, there are no infantry guns, no heavy machine guns, and the few remaining grenadiers can not be easily fired from 400 meters away, and all the grenadiers who have the courage to shoot grenades are sniped by the gunners on the mountain almost the next moment.

Niu Er has been holding back with a few special forces for a long time.

Without the tenacity of the soldiers led by Lieutenant Ishida Inoue, only three minutes later, with the remaining 100 or so people of the 3rd Infantry Squadron leading the charge were killed and wounded, the remaining more than 200 Japanese baggage soldiers collapsed, leaving behind more than 100 corpses in front of them, regardless of them, scattered and fled, some frantically hid on the mountains on both sides, some turned around and ran backwards, anyway, no one was going to do anything to make a mortal charge.

Everyone knows that as the Chinese gain a foothold in the river valley, what awaits them is that more Chinese will continue to descend the mountain, and then drive them into the corner like rats and kill them one by one. If you don't run at this time, you won't be able to run anymore.

Only Ryo Ikeda, whose eyes were full of bitterness and stunned, was left.

Those stupid heavy soldiers, if they do not disperse, can still resist in an organized manner, but now they choose to fight separately, not only will there be no way to live, but also let the Chinese no longer have any scruples, and death will come faster.

It was not only the Japanese army led by Ryo Ikeda that broke up, but was surrounded by the Rock Battalion and the Bayonet Battalion in the middle of the valley, and the largest number of baggage troops collapsed earlier. Regardless of the fact that they had far more strength than the Japanese troops at both ends, they even had two infantry guns and 12 heavy machine guns.

However, in the previous hour, the mountain artillery, which was focused on taking care of them, had already blown up two infantry guns that had been killed after only firing seven or eight shots, and more than half of the 12 heavy machine guns had already been lost, and more than one-third of the personnel had also been lost.

The constant deaths, the barely cessation of the wailing of the wounded, the earth-shattering cries to the weak cries and pleadings, all of them had worn down their already modest will to fight to its lowest point.

With the three battalions totaling more than 1,000 men surrounding them, they did not even have a decent attack effectively organized, so they panicked to the flanks to dodge, so that the officers and men of the three battalions stayed for at least ten seconds as if they were facing a great enemy.

Is this the style of the legendary "Asia's No. 1 Army"?

Compared with the infantry brigades and regiments of the infantry brigade who fought to the death in Qiqian Village, the fighting will of these second-line soldiers who were regarded as supplementary soldiers was still much weaker. The truth that those who have never experienced the cruelty of death can never be called a true warrior are vividly embodied in them.

More than 800 people are scurrying around frantically, not to mention the officers and soldiers in the river valley, even the red officers and soldiers of the two infantry regiments on the mountain are also staying, which means that the battle is won?

It has to be a victory.

As Ling Hong judged the situation on the battlefield, did not care about the Japanese army on the other side, which had completely collapsed, gathered the melee firepower of the first company of the guard battalion, and the whole army took the initiative to launch an offensive against the infantry of one and a half squads of eighty people who still existed at the head of the river valley and compressed it to a river beach of less than 3,000 square meters, the trend of a great victory in the battle of the river valley was irreversible.

"Order, all units of the three regiments, with companies and platoons as units, to clear the Japanese troops hidden at the foot of the mountain. The subordinates were ordered not to take it lightly and to conserve ammunition by using grenades to cover the area below 100 meters at the foot of the mountain. In case of grass, machine gun rifle bullets are fired, and then bayonets are used. If there is a violation and causes the death or injury of subordinate officers and soldiers, he shall be severely punished in accordance with military law. Liu Lang solemnly ordered in front of a platoon of heralds.

The battle was won, but it didn't mean it was over. These elite warriors can die on the battlefield, but they should never die on the battlefield where the fruits of victory are about to be harvested. If he could, Liu Lang might really take a few red officers to let them see the power of military law.

In his Liu Lang's dictionary, a soldier's life is always more precious than any bullshit material. Because, he is a tyrant enough now, it's that simple.

"Haha, Captain Xiao Liu's breath is very big! Commander, what do you think? Holding the new military order issued by Liu Lang from the front line, the future second-generation leader said with a smile.

"Hehe, political commissar, you have already made up your mind, so why do you bother to ask me? However, this wicked man can't be done by him, so let me help him be this wicked man! My name was signed on the military order and sent to the regiments. After observing the battlefield, the future military god, who had completely put his mind at ease, smiled faintly and said.

"No, no, the division commander is wrong!" The future second-generation leader shook his head slightly, "If you want to sign it, you have to sign my name too!" Military law, but my political training department is in charge! ”

The future god of war smiled slightly, and naturally readily agreed. He knew very well that as long as the position of this political commissar comrade who was about to be in charge of party affairs at the same level as him was signed, Liu Lang's strict order to the troops at the same level would no longer be so domineering, and no one would dare to disrespect him.

It seems that Liu Lang, the little guy, is very popular, and Political Commissar Deng, who has always been over-eyed and extremely shrewd, also has a good impression of him.

"Comrades, show me carefully, if you don't look carefully, you will blow it up with a grenade, the regiment commander said, don't even let go of the mouse hole."

"Kill one here."

"Do you want a job here?"

"We don't have anything to eat, can you save your rations for him?"

"Then it's better to slaughter!"

The shouts of the various southern tones on the mountain ridge even drowned out the occasional explosions and gunshots, and the occasional Japanese plea for mercy was quickly drowned out.

The Japanese troops that were surrounded this time, because they were reinforcements, were all combat troops, and there were no special arms such as medical personnel, engineers, and maintenance troops. And the combat soldiers are all within the scope of the front-line commander-in-chief Liu Tuanzuo. Coupled with the joint signed military orders of Liu and Deng, no one in the three red infantry regiments, from the regiment commander to the small soldiers, dared not to obey it.

Liu Tuanzuo had previously whipped one of the four infantry battalion commanders under his command because of a small soldier's battlefield disobedience, but it was reported to the whole army before the battle. Even the henchmen under his command can be executed in public, not to mention friendly troops like them, although the three infantry regiment commanders who hold Liu Tuanza's military order are a little unhappy, but they can explain and explain to each battalion and company, don't violate Liu Fatzi's military order, they used to be division commander-level figures, if they become the chicken used to scare the monkeys, their faces will be lost.

Ryo Ikeda, who was sitting upright in the middle of the rocks, looked around blankly, and the cheers of the Chinese on the mountain ridge were clearly audible, and a thick bitterness filled his face. It was still an hour before the dark he imagined, and the battle situation was so rotten.

Trembling, he picked up his small southern pistol, and before he could even point it to his head, he heard three consecutive gunshots of "bang bang bang".

The pistol in the hand of the Japanese soldier Shaozuo fell weakly, and he looked at his chest in a daze, three bullet holes were bleeding blood, and a sharp pain hit him. Barely raised his head to look at the place where the footsteps sounded, and the eyes of the Japanese soldier Shaozo flashed with anger.

"Squad leader, I killed another one, don't forget to write it down for me." The cheerful voice of the hill rang out.

"Dog's melon baby, if you want to earn a wife, you don't have to do this! You can kill it with one shot, what are you doing with three shots? Mi Lao Wu scolded with a smile.

Yaga! What is the connection between killing me and my wife。。。。。。 Ryo Ikeda wanted to refute, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Before finally falling into darkness, a very strange thought appeared in the mind of the Japanese army Shaozo, who had gradually calmed down: Your squad leader is right! Why do you have to shoot three shots?

"This guy looks white and fat, and he looks like a big official." Xiaoshan replied very honestly: "If I don't kill him at once, in case the rest of the commanders say that they want to live, my prize will fly." ”

"You melon baby, you can settle accounts, my little flower girl is estimated to be not short of money in the future." Mi Lao Wu could only give a thumbs up to this recruit under his command.

It seems that no one can refute this reason.

"However, I advise you not to say that he is a big official for nothing, and the regimental commander will be unhappy when he hears it."

"No way, Commander of the Regiment, that's burly and strong." Xiaoshan shook his head innocently.

"You're going to die if you don't make a sycophant?" Mi Lao Wu broke open and scolded.

"Squad leader, the chief hears me." Xiaoshan pointed very honestly behind Mi Lao Wu.

"Whole class, continue to clean up the battlefield, all the little devils will give Lao Tzu a gun first and then a knife." Mi Lao Wutou didn't reply, and gave an order very solemnly.

The infantry squad burst into laughter.

The honest boy is really fatal.

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