Chapter 179: Sad Song
The charging Sichuan army came back, all wounded, and the team of thousands of people, not counting Liu Ruzhai who fled with them, now there are only a few hundred people left, and the rest have all died on the battlefield.
They all dreamed of winning glory for the Sichuan army, just like those Sichuan troops who fought with majesty and blood on the battlefield in Shanghai.
And now, they have done it, spilling a cavity of blood on this land, and have not retreated even half a step, even if they die, they are facing the direction of the Japanese puppet army, or they have fallen on the way to fight and charge.
"Damn Liu Ruzhai, don't let me see you!"
Rao Guohua's eyes were about to split, he wanted to fight the little devil to the end with enthusiasm, but he never expected that Liu Ruzhai, the scum, would choose to run away at such a critical time, completely exposing the flanks to the devil's guns, and now the less than 1,000 people he led have almost fallen into the siege of the Niudao Division and the puppet army of the Jing'an Army.
"Call the military department, I want to talk to Deputy Commander Tang in person!" He roared blood-red eyes.
The adjutant said in a trembling voice: "Master, don't humiliate yourself...... Liu Ruzhai is the confidant and confidant of the commander of the second plague, do you say he will help you, or will he help Liu Ruzhai? ”
"If I don't say something, I won't be able to close my eyes when I die!"
Rao Guohua roared, the phone was connected, he roared angrily at the phone: "Commander Tang, Liu Ruzhai escaped from the battle, causing our troops to suffer from the enemy, I only have two requests for this call, the first is to ask for reinforcements, stick to Guangde, and the second request, I ask to bring Liu Ruzhai, a bastard, to the front of the battle, and kill him with my own hands, in the name of the iron-blooded division of our Sichuan army, in the name of our Sichuan army, we will never allow such scum to defile ......"
"Presumptuous!"
Tang Shizun's roar came from the other end of the phone: "There are too many Japanese troops, the artillery fire is fierce, and the retreat of Regiment Commander Liu is a wise move to preserve strength, but you, who do not stick to your position, run blindly, and now even Guangde has fallen under your nose, I order to concentrate all forces and recapture the position before dawn tomorrow, otherwise military law will be engaged in order to set an ......example."
"Tang Erwen, you old horseman can't die well......"
Although he had expected this result, Rao Guohua was still angry, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he fell to the sky, facing the fierce artillery fire of the Japanese army, he was not afraid, but now, he was angry by this shameless remark, and vomited blood on the spot.
"If you stick to it here, there's no point in it, take the master's seat and break through with me!"
The officers and men who were covered in blood looked at the unconscious Rao Guohua, and they wanted to cry without tears, and scolded Tang Erwen for losing the face of the Sichuan people.
In a bloody battle all the way, there were thousands of people in Rao Guohua's department, and in the end there were less than 300 people left, and they were trapped in the cross-shop stronghold when they ran out of ammunition and food, and on the periphery, there were thousands of people in the Niudao Division of the puppet army.
"This person, the fierce general!"
This battle was the hardest battle fought by the Ushijima Division along the Wuhu line, and the tenacious fighting spirit that broke out from this poorly equipped team even the Japanese officers were moved, and ordered the siege but not the attack, and ordered the puppet army interpreter to go to recruit and surrender, promising that as long as Rao Guohua surrendered, he would be promised to be a high-ranking official!
"What sound?"
Rao Guohua woke up slowly, heard the noise outside, and stood up with his body bold.
"It's the little devil who told us to surrender, saying that as long as you are willing to surrender, the brothers can follow you, eat and drink spicy ......," the only remaining officers and soldiers surrounded him and laughed sadly.
"Hahaha, surrender, I'll spare you, I'd rather die than surrender - kill them back for me!" Rao Guohua roared wildly.
The soldiers looked at each other, and the adjutant choked up and said in a trembling voice: "The brothers have run out of ammunition......"
"Find rocks and smash them back for me!"
Rao Guohua yelled, led the soldiers to the trench, and smashed the puppet army and several Japanese soldiers who were triumphantly surrendered not far away!
Ahh......hhh
A Japanese soldier was smashed on the spot and fell to the ground, and the rest of the Japanese puppet soldiers cried wolf and fled in embarrassment.
"Damn it, it's a shame to be ashamed!"
Although the Japanese officer was moved by Rao Guohua's fierceness, he was also very angry, and immediately ordered to attack again, he wanted to capture Rao Guohua alive, let him kneel in front of him, and let him know that the Japanese Imperial Army was invincible!
Driven by the Japanese army, groups of Jing'an Army, a puppet army in the northeast, launched a fierce attack on the cross-shop stronghold under the cover of machine guns.
"Hit!"
Rao Guohua roared, dozens of soldiers condescendingly defended in the rain of bullets, holding the stone and smashing it towards the puppet army, and finally the stone could not be found, so he rushed into the group of devils with a big blade and slashed, and finally he couldn't even split the knife, so he rolled down the rugged mountain road with the devil in his arms, and the flesh and blood flew sideways......
In the middle of the night, they finally repelled the attack of the puppet army again, but they also exhausted all their strength and could no longer fight.
"Since the day of the July 7 Incident, I have longed to go to the front line to kill the enemy, wash away the national shame, and regain the lost territory!"
"After the August 13 Incident, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party cooperated to resist Japan, and I was fortunate to be able to get my wish, and I was ordered to go out of Sichuan to resist the war, which was cited as a happy ......event in my life."
Rao Guohua held the snow shame knife in his hand and said sadly: "You still remember, when we left Sichuan, the fathers and brothers and sisters in Shu held a grand ceremony to send off, and Commander Pan Wenhua delivered a speech on behalf of our Sichuan army officers and soldiers, saying that we must fight to the end, recover the lost territory, and drive the Japanese invaders out of China. We must remember the oath we made at that time, and we must never bend our knees in front of the enemy and show weakness to the Chinese! ”
The remaining 20 or so Sichuan soldiers were crying, desperate, heroic, and all kinds of emotions welled up in their hearts.
"Don't cry, we are soldiers, blood without tears!"
Rao Guohua said: "I can't fall into the hands of the Japanese army, otherwise they will make a big fuss about me, whether to surrender or fight, you decide for yourself, you did your best, no matter what decision you make, I don't blame you ......"
With that, he filled his rifle with the glorious bullet and walked into the woods behind the stronghold.
The dozen or twenty Sichuan soldiers who were covered in wounds wiped away their tears, walked out of the trench with large blades and bayonets with rolled blades, and when they heard the gunfire behind them, they all rushed forward to the puppet army that pounced again, and shouted: "Kill them all......
After a burst of gunfire, the Cross Shop finally regained its quietness, blood pouring out of the corpses and seeping into the dirt beneath them.
The Japanese officer saw Rao Guohua's body in the grove, sighed long, and then bowed deeply in the surprised eyes of many Japanese soldiers.
He knew in his heart that Rao Guohua was not defeated, but it was this rotten country and those bureaucrats who were defeated, and at the same time, he was also worried that once there were more and more generals like Rao Guohua, the outcome of the war would be unpredictable......