Chapter 390: Nanyuan 3

Boom! Several Japanese officers drew their swords one after another and charged forward.

"Kill, fight with these little devils!" The large group of student troops had no formation at all, but there was an indomitable momentum on the way to the charge.

"Die!" The Japanese soldier picked up his rifle, and with just a knock, he knocked the rifle of the student soldier Shao Hua on the opposite side off, and then stabbed the sharp bayonet directly into the stomach of the student soldier Shao Hua.

The Japanese army's stabbing is quite powerful, with the short physique of the Japanese army, even in the face of the tall and healthy soldiers like Lao Maozi, they can also not fall behind in white-knuckle combat, and even brainwashed by the spirit of bushido, they can kill the soldiers of the Tsarist period in fear. The spirit of hand-to-hand combat was highly valued as early as the Meiji period, and the Japanese military leadership considered that its own resources were limited and not enough to compete with the great powers of the same period, so they hoped to work the training of stabbing that did not require too much waste of resources, so as to close the gap with the armies of the great powers.

Compared to shooting, the training is more difficult. Every soldier in the Japanese army has undergone extremely strict stabbing training. Each squadron was assigned a special assassination instructor. And each wing commander of the Japanese army had to formulate a corresponding stabbing training plan according to his needs. This is an important part of the assessment of the top level of the Japanese army. For soldiers, the most difficult thing to train is to fight stabs, and stabbing does not mean that if you train well, you must be good at actual combat, and if you want to play a lethal role in actual combat, you have to see blood. Recruits who have never killed anyone, no matter how well they usually train, will often be soft at critical times and unable to make a move. Even if some dare to start, they are often overexerted because of nervousness. Causes the assassination action to deform. And was killed by the opponent taking the opportunity. For the spurt. There is no good way in the whole world, it is completely killed on the battlefield. There is a saying among veterans that if you don't die in a few battles, you basically practice it. The Japanese often killed prisoners of war, and sometimes even used civilians for training, and technically and psychologically this group of Japanese veterans was much stronger than the student soldiers.

In terms of equipment, the Japanese army's 38 rifle plus bayonet. Compared with the second-hand goods in the hands of the student soldiers, the Mauser and Hanyang-made ones are 10 to 20 centimeters long. Compared to a one-meter-long broadsword, it is nearly half a meter long. Although the 29th Army's broadsword team was in the limelight in the past, in fact, it was only relative to other units that were defeated by the Japanese army, and it was really difficult for a soldier of the 29th Army to change to a Japanese soldier in actual combat. Even if you are not skilled in broadswording, it is extremely difficult to win when you encounter the elite infantry of the Japanese army.

And so an almost one-sided battle began. The student soldiers fought fiercely with the Japanese army, and everywhere there was a sharp sound of sword strikes.

After more than ten minutes of hand-to-hand combat, the student army was completely overwhelmed. The gap between the two sides is like a boxer who has only been studying for ten days facing an old professional boxer. One Japanese soldier could cope with three or four foreign student soldiers. The student soldiers were not trained in assassination. And before that, I was studying on campus, and I didn't do much manual labor at all. The arm strength is also insufficient, the bayonet stabs past, the tip of the knife swayed, and often the Japanese soldiers only had to knock hard, and there was a chance that they would be knocked away. Not every student had a bayonet, and quite a few used broadswords. Some veterans of the 29th Army, who were extremely skilled in swordsmanship, had some advantages over the Japanese soldiers, but for these students, broadswords were not even as good as those bayonets.

"Kill all these soldiers!" Squadron Leader Ichiro Hirata brandished his saber and roared sharply, he had not been in the Republic of China for a short time, and he knew that the real value of these college students was not just to be tortured and killed on the battlefield, the stage of college students was in the rear, even in Japan at this time, students who could graduate from the great cause were also extremely valuable talents, although I don't know what the situation was in the northwest, but at this time, Tsinghua University, Nanjing's Central University, could only graduate hundreds of people a year. The killing of these intellectuals on the battlefield is a merit that cannot be found.

"Die!" Ichiro Hirata stabbed Ma Zhengjie in the stomach and pushed him all the way back with a cruel smile.

Blood gushed out from the knife, but in Ichiro Hirata's hideous smile, Ma Zhengjie's painful and distorted face also showed a trace of triumphant smile.

Hirata Ichiro was a little surprised, Ma Zhengjie's pair of fleshy palms had already grabbed Hirata's knife.

Baga, Hirata Ichiro pumped hard with both hands, but he didn't expect that the seemingly weak Ma Zhengjie suddenly burst out with such great strength, just a pair of fleshy palms made him unable to even pull the knife back, and the blood flowed down the blade.

Burst!

The sharp blade entered his body, and Ichiro Hirata's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked down to see that a knife tip had emerged from his stomach.

"Devils, I'll fight with you!" In another place, a student who had been stabbed lay on the ground, blood coming from his mouth, but his hands were tightly clasped on the leg of a Japanese soldier. Seeing the two student soldiers surrounding one after the other, the originally hideous smile on the faces of the Japanese soldiers turned into horror at this time.

No! The bayonets in the hands of the Japanese soldiers slammed into the students holding their legs, and the students on the ground were stabbed four times in a row, and they were already dead no longer, but the hands holding the Japanese soldiers still did not let go.

Boom! The Japanese soldier turned around and knocked the bayonet stabbed by the student soldier in front of him flying, ah! But at the same time, the bayonet on the left side was already painful into the body.

"This-" Zheng Long looked at the tragic scene in front of him with sour eyes, these students didn't hold guns for a few days, when the Japanese army went all the way south, hundreds of thousands of well-trained veterans were driven all the way into the Great Wall defense line like ducks. These students had never practiced guns or knives, but they used their lives to block the Japanese attack. As a soldier who has been on the battlefield for many years, Zheng Long has also seen veterans play with the Japanese army in desperate situations, but these people in front of him are just half-sized soldiers!

"Kill!" The position was full of corpses of students, and many students had already vomited and their limbs were weak when they saw such a bloody scene, but in this situation, in the face of the Japanese army's step-by-step advance, they still fought hard to fight with the Japanese army to the last of their strength.

Nearly three students often died in order to exchange the life of a Japanese soldier, relatively speaking, mixed with some veterans of the 29th Army and the Japanese army in a white-knuckle battle is not much inferior, supplemented by the number of student soldiers, but also brought considerable casualties to the Japanese army.

"Damn it, withdraw!" At this time, the Japanese army attacking Nanyuan only had one infantry wing, and it was attacked on three sides, and there was a certain amount of artillery, as the attacker, the strength was relatively insufficient, if the defenders collapsed as soon as they fought, it was naturally nothing, but to the surprise of these Japanese troops, these students who had not been on the battlefield were not lost to them these baptized warriors of bushido. Although the Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front killed a large number of students, under the frantic counterattack of the student army, there were not a few left, and two or three squads of soldiers died one after another. Looking at the number of student troops surging up behind, even if they can break into Nanyuan, it is estimated that there are few people left here. Therefore, the Japanese commander had to give the order to retreat with a blushing face. (To be continued.) )