"What's wrong with you? It doesn't matter, right? Fu Zhuoyao, who was sleeping next to him, was awakened, and she also sat up.

Seeing that Yang Shuoming's forehead was full of cold sweat, Fu Zhuoyao got up and took a sweat towel and wiped it for him.

Looking at her broken underwear sitting beside her, a hint of apology flashed in Yang Shuoming's eyes, Fu Zhuoyao read his eyes, her face turned red, she tried to put her clothes on, but the broken clothes could no longer cover her body, she couldn't help but shyly cover her half-covered chest with her hands.

Although not long ago, he had completely possessed her, but now she is not fully integrated into this role.

Yang Shuoming pulled her back to lie down in the bed, but after such a while, neither of them could sleep.

"What did you dream about?" Fu Zhuoyao knew that he must have had a nightmare just now, and asked softly.

"I dreamed of something from before......" Yang Shuoming let out a heavy sigh and replied.

Fu Zhuoyao turned sideways and looked at his side face curiously, she couldn't imagine what kind of thing would make the brave and fearless young soldier in front of her make her opponent frightened like this.

Yang Shuoming felt her gaze, he turned around and looked at the woman who really belonged to him just now, at this time her eyes were as bright as morning stars, and he couldn't help but reach out and caress her face.

She felt his gentle touch, closed her eyes, and gently grasped his fingertips with her hand.

"In that world, I lost everything I had." Yang Shuoming's voice seemed a little strange, "Here, I must change history and build a new happy world, and I will defend it to the death." ”

Hearing Yang Shuoming say such a sentence, Fu Zhuoyao opened her eyes again in surprise, and at this time, there was that kind of chill on his body, which made her shudder.

"Today, maybe Lushunkou should be taken." Yang Shuoming seemed to remember something, he looked up at the wall clock in the room, and said to himself.

At this time, under Yang Shuoming's eyes, maps flashed again, but Fu Zhuoyao didn't know that unlike the maps in the war room, the maps in Yang Shuoming's eyes, the lines representing the military strength of both the enemy and the enemy, were all active.

Just yesterday, the troops of the six main divisions of the [***] squadron had already advanced to the rear line of Arthur Pass in three concealed ways, and launched a powerful and lightning offensive against the enemy that night, annihilating about 6,000 Japanese troops. Today, however, the Chinese [***] team forcibly tore a gap several kilometers wide between the positions of the Chinese army along Wafangdian and Dalian Port, and advanced the front 6 kilometers to the sea.

There is no doubt that this important result achieved by the Chinese [***] team continues to expand, and according to Yang Shuoming's original command intention, a total of 10 divisions of the Gui, Guangdong, and Sichuan armies will go straight to the seashore and threaten the flank of the Yue army, so that the battle line of the Yue army, which has been cut off by the waist, will collapse on the whole line. Coupled with the counterattack of the [***] squadron on all fronts, the army on the front line of the brigade will soon encounter a catastrophe.

Probably out of self-confidence in his own strength, since the occupation of Luda by the Yue army, there has not been much construction here to deal with the threat of the [***] squadron that may appear in the future (in his own eyes, such a threat simply cannot exist), so the Lushunkou fortress almost still maintains the appearance during the Russian occupation, not only the fortresses have not been reinforced, but most of the coastal defense guns used by the Yue army, who are too superstitious about the "spiritual power" of bushido, are also trophies left by the Russians.

And this time, in the face of the steel torrent of the [***] team, the army is destined to pay a heavy price.

On June 6, 1921, Lushunkou, Jinjia Village was called the military position.

At this time, the artillery of the army, Osa Nakajima, was squatting in the forward headquarters, counting the Chinese tanks in the distance.

"One, two, three, four...... Boy! Thirty of them! ”

Nakajima Imago immediately went to the rear headquarters: "Sir! Our army's front is tight! Enemy tanks are on the offensive! Request for artillery support ......"

"Nakajima-kun! I have to tell you the truth, I don't have artillery support here. The commander's helpless voice came from the other end of the phone, "Our artillery has been blown up by the enemy's naval guns and aircraft, and the remaining few mountain guns may not be of much use, and the commander of Yokoyama ordered the artillery to be withdrawn to the rear...... You'll have to stand up to it on your own! ”

“…… We have suffered heavy casualties here, and the enemy's artillery fire is fierce, and if we do not receive reinforcements, we may not be able to hold out. ”

"Got it! You have strengthened your ties with the 17th Wing on the right flank, and I ask you to hold out until dark......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a violent explosion, and only a buzzing beep remained on the phone.

Nakajima reluctantly put down the phone, looked at the approaching Chinese tank in the distance, and grinned ugly.

Nakajima was a native of Oita Prefecture and graduated from the Komoto Army Central Infant School in May 1902. In November 1903, he graduated from the 15th Artillery Section of the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, and was awarded the rank of second lieutenant in artillery in March of the following year. Nakajima Imago once participated in the Russo-Japanese War and was wounded and made meritorious contributions. After the war, he re-entered the military academy and graduated from the 25th class of the Army University in November 1913, and then went to France to study. On February 10, 1921, shortly after he was promoted to artillery chief, he came to the Lushunkou Fortress.

After Nakajima came to the fortress of Arthur Pass, he was surprised that the fortifications here were still as they were and had not been well maintained and reinforced, and he thought that as a fortress, it was difficult for the fortress to be able to withstand modern warfare, and in order to occupy this strategic place for a long time, the fortress at the port of Arthur should be strengthened and renovated and equipped with new and more powerful artillery.

Nakajima's vision was good, but what he didn't expect was that he would not have a chance to realize his idea at all.

Nakajima came to the telescope again to observe the battle situation, at this time, the tanks of the squadron [***] had approached, and next to them, the figure of the Chinese infantry was also very clear.

After a few days of fighting, Nakajima Isago was able to tell which province of China they were soldiers from.

Seeing the long knives behind the backs of these soldiers who were obviously from southern China, Nakajima Imago's heart couldn't help but tighten.

This is supposed to be a mountain infantry unit from Guangxi, China, known as the "Wolf Soldiers".

According to the experience of Nakajima's sons, the Chinese [***] team from Guangxi was always equipped with American-style repeating rifles, wearing yellow uniforms similar to those of the Chinese army instead of the gray cloth uniforms of the usual [***] troops, and these soldiers wore a kind of round steel helmets similar to the German style, especially a machete on their backs, which made this army stand out from the crowd among many Chinese fraternal troops, and it was particularly eye-catching.

And the ferocity of these Guangxi "wolf soldiers" left a deep impression on the Yue army.

The "wolf soldiers" actually originated in the middle of the Ming Dynasty and were local armed forces formed by the Tusi of the Zhuang people at that time. It is also called "soldiers". It is usually called wolf soil soldiers together with the native soldiers of the Tujia family in Xiangxi. "Wolf soldiers" are mainly distributed in the northwest of Guangxi and some areas in the south of Guizhou, and are called "wolf soldiers" because of their bravery. The court of the Ming Dynasty once dispatched "wolf soldiers" to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to fight against the Japanese invaders. The "wolf soldiers" are brave and good at fighting, and can often attack the crowd with a small number of people, and win nine out of ten, which makes the Japanese frightened. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Chonghuan's Guanning Iron Cavalry also had 6,000 Guangxi wolf soldiers as the main force. The wolf soldiers are very powerful, and as soon as they arrive at the Liaodong garrison, they will fight hand-to-hand with the Qing army, and they are Yuan Chonghuan's descendants. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Taiping Rebellion broke out, and it was also Guangxi soldiers who fought all the way from Guangxi to Nanjing. In addition, there are Liu Yongfu's resistance to France in Vietnam and the Black Flag Army in Taiwan, Feng Zicai's creation of the Zhennanguan victory of the Cui Army, are also Guangxi soldiers, in the period of entering the Republic of China, the Gui Army is still praised for its ability to fight, and the reputation of the Gui Army and the Guangxi People's League is also quite high, and some people even think that the Gui Army is "the trump card in the miscellaneous army" and "the combat effectiveness can be compared with the most elite troops of the Chinese Central Political Axe Army". As for the myth of the combat effectiveness of this local unit of the Chinese, the country has always scoffed at it.

He said that he didn't know what kind of changes had taken place in the Gui army since Yang Shuoming took over the Liangguang region.

It was at this time in the battle at Lushunkou that the generals of the Yue army finally had a correct understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Gui army, and it was so that among the officers and men of the Yue army, there were "to distinguish those in the Chinese army from the elite troops, first, to look at the equipment, the American-style equipment must be the elite troops; Second, it depends on the accent, generally speaking, the troops with Guangxi accents and Jiangxi accents must also be elite troops. If it has both American-style equipment and Guangxi accent and Jiangxi accent, it is definitely the most elite unit in the Chinese army. ”

The soldiers on the position saw that the squadron was rapidly approaching and was about to start shooting, when a roar suddenly came from the sky filled with gunsmoke overhead.

Nakajima was already quite familiar with this kind of voice, and he only had time to shout, "Enemy planes are coming!" Conceal ......", and the whistling of bombs in the air followed, followed by a series of explosions that drowned out the words behind him.

Just over a month ago, the Brigade City Defense Headquarters organized reinforcement generals who had come from China to participate in the war to the forward positions to "familiarize themselves with the enemy's situation." As soon as they arrived at the positions, they caught up with the bombing of Chinese planes. The pilots of the Chinese planes bullied the army for lacking air defense weapons, and these large biplanes, which did not know where to take off, flew low almost unscrupulously against the ground, dropping bombs and strafing, killing and injuring the officers and men who were helpless in the trenches.

The reason why it is helpless is that the army is mainly a division of the German army, and most of the training it receives is German-style rigid training, and because it has not experienced the baptism of large-scale land war on the European battlefield (unlike China, which sent hundreds of thousands of troops to participate in the war, the number of people participating in the war in Europe is very limited, and basically has not fought any major battles), and the army does not have much awareness of air defense. Moreover, according to the regular combat regulations of the army, there is no instruction for infantry weapons to shoot at the air. Therefore, of course, no one questioned this, and the number of planes equipped by the military was too small, so the sky over Luda basically became a safe place for Chinese planes to wreak havoc at low altitudes.

Nakajima first lay on the ground, annoyed by the rampant Chinese planes. However, the Chinese planes were endlessly strafing, and this little man finally said that he could not bear the taste of being pressed and beaten, he had been to France and had seen the French shoot into the air with heavy machine guns, so he rolled and crawled into the trenches, picked up a light machine gun, and while scolding, he opened fierce fire at the oncoming Chinese planes. A Chinese plane was immediately hit, pulled up as if stung by a wild bee, and then flew away in a panic.

Nakajima was overjoyed to see a faint puff of green smoke coming out from under the wings of the plane.

Seeing Nakajima's "victory," several light and heavy machine guns roared on the left and right, and the muzzles of the guns that spat fire fired a string of bullets into the sky and at the plane hovering at a low altitude. When the unlucky plane fell down with black smoke and exploded on the ground with a "boom", the rest of the planes raised their altitude one after another, and no longer circled and flew low as they had just done.

This should be the first record of this army shooting down an enemy plane with machine gun fire on the battlefield.

The Japanese army began to cheer from the positions, and some of the officers and men huddled in the trenches realized that machine guns could also shoot at aircraft, and they set a precedent for infantry weapons to shoot at the air.

But I was not happy for long this time, and soon the all-out attack of the Chinese began. This is a truly overwhelming three-dimensional attack: planes bombard the sky in turns, on the sea, the Chinese fleet's large-caliber naval guns are tilting their shells towards the shore like ploughing, and on the ground, Chinese tanks are discharging triangular battle formations, their muzzles spitting fire, machine guns clattering, and they are crushing the positions of the Chinese army in droves. The surging Chinese infantry charged silently after the tanks like wolves roaring with their teeth bared. This kind of modern offensive warfare with artillery fire as the core has been very effective, and the officers and men who advocate the style of bushido, who have always been tenacious and good at hand-to-hand combat, were at a loss in the face of the steel offensive of the squadron, and some of them were forced to have no way to retreat, so they had to wave their knives and rush towards the Chinese tanks, but they were either wiped out by tanks, knocked down by machine guns, or knocked down by rifles, and only a very small number of people were able to rush into the array of the squadron and perform the tragic scene of fighting knives. And the result of the knife fight also made Yue himself discover that the war knife they were proud of could not take advantage of the Chinese's machete.

Under the cover of bombardment by aircraft and naval artillery, the [***] squadron went on the offensive.

Heavy gunfire and bursts of explosions were heard from the position. Nakajima saw a soldier with explosives wrapped in a white cloth howling and rushing towards a Chinese tank, and the green tendons on his head immediately burst out, and the knuckles of his fingers couldn't help but crackle.

With a loud bang, the Chinese tank raised black smoke and stopped, and several Yue army infantry immediately raised their rifles and opened fire, shooting several Chinese infantry down, but soon the Chinese bullets hit like a storm, several Yue soldiers were killed on the spot, and the rest of the people hurriedly retreated back into the trenches.

It seems that the [***] team has decided to bury them together in this position of less than 4 square kilometers.

Nakajima raised a rifle and fired several shots at a Chinese soldier who was trying to storm the trench, knocking him to the ground, just as several more Chinese tanks appeared in front of him, and behind them were more Chinese infantry.

Nakajima ran quickly to a marine gun, and he saw that almost all the gunners had fallen to the ground, except for a young gunner, who sat there stunned, as if he were not injured. Nakajima recognized that this should be a young man recruited from the overseas Chinese of Yumoto, and he pulled the other party hard, asking the other party to help load the shells, but even if he shouted in his throat, the other party did not respond.

Nakajima noticed that the other party's ears were dripping with blood, he knew that the other party's eardrums might have been broken, and he couldn't hear himself, he patted the other party's face with his hand, the other party came back to his senses and looked at him with frightened eyes, Nakajima Imakago pointed to the cannonballs scattered next to the cannon, the other party understood, nodded, walked over mechanically, and picked up a cannonball, Nakajima Imakago hurriedly scrambled the cannon and aimed the muzzle at another Chinese tank that appeared in the smoke.

The Chinese tank stopped after a short walk, the turret began to rotate slowly, and with the tongues of fire from the machine guns, several brave soldiers who were holding explosive packs and trying to get close to it and blow it up were all beaten to the ground like rabbits, and then fell.

Looking at this scene, Nakajima Imasago couldn't help but tear his eyes, and he couldn't help but scold those stubborn and conservative guys in his heart.

Nakajima, who was born as an artilleryman, made a vow in his heart that as long as he survived to return to Saimoto, he would definitely become a commander in charge of a tank unit.

The young gunner loaded the shell into the chamber, and at this time, the Chinese tank seemed to have discovered that there was a hidden artillery here, Nakajima saw that the turret of the Chinese tank turned around, aimed in his direction, he shouted in his heart, and shot out, and almost at the same time, the gun muzzle of the Chinese tank also spewed out a fire.

Nakajima felt a strong force throw his body into the sky like a balloon, and then the surroundings fell silent.

It was as if Nakajima had fallen into eternal darkness, knowing that he would probably never be able to realize his dream of becoming a tank commander again.

(To be continued)