As the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, the remnants of the devils, from Commander Yamamoto to the horses under the cavalry, were all stunned. In front of them was a huge death zone, less than 100 meters long on the official road, and the hillsides on both sides were full of devil corpses and scattered pieces of minced meat. Blood splattered everywhere, so that the grass was red, the shrubs were red, and the stones and mud were red. Occasionally, one or two devils who were not yet dead lay on the ground in the middle of the corpse, twitching nervously, and from time to time let out inhuman screams.

A young devil soldier covered his eyes in horror, howled, turned around and ran, and no one knew where he wanted to go. None of the officers stepped forward to stop them, for none of them had come to their senses.

It wasn't until the security regiment's majestic and loud charge horn sounded that the devils woke up. Yamamoto screamed bitterly: "Kill and avenge the imperial samurai!" ”

Although the devils suffered heavy casualties, the artillery was not damaged. Two Type 92 infantry guns and two Taisho 11 Type flat-fire infantry snipers posed a great threat to the charging soldiers. In addition, automatic firearms such as Type 92 heavy machine guns and crooked light machine guns are also in great danger.

The soldier who reported the news earlier said that the devil had two heavy machine guns, that is, the 37mm caliber flat-fire infantry sniper was also regarded as a heavy machine gun. Actually, this is a new machine gun, but it does look like a heavy machine gun.

Zheng Weiguo naturally will not let the devil succeed, including him, the shooting masters of the guard platoon have not charged, and they will undertake the task of sniper cover. A devil was crouching in front of an infantry gun to adjust, and a bullet swooped through his head. The other devil was about to pull the trigger of the flat-fire gun, when suddenly his head hung down weakly, and the whole person lay on the flat-fire sniper.

Feng Kun also tried to shoot a shot, but he missed the target, dozens of devils, and half of them were not covered. He tried two more times, but it still didn't hit. Annoyed and angry, Feng Kun jumped up and was about to chase the charging team. Zheng Weiguo's eyes were quick and he pulled him back. Finally found a paperwork, Zheng Weiguo didn't want him to fold here.

The artillery and light and heavy machine guns in the hands of the remnants of the devil added up to a dozen numbers, and under the leadership of a special marksman like Zheng Weiguo, the soldiers pressed the enemy to the death, not giving them a chance to fire at all. Of course, they are not alone, and the fighters of the women's team are also shooting desperately.

Don't look at these female soldiers for the first time to participate in the battle, but their performance far exceeds that of ordinary male soldiers, and their marksmanship is even more direct to the guard platoon. Of course, this is not unusual. These female soldiers practice shooting at the shooting range every day, and it's no wonder that their marksmanship is not good!

Just when the devils were focusing all their attention on the first and second companies that were charging forward along the official road and on both sides, the third company and the middle guerrilla brigade suddenly detoured back to the hillsides on both sides of the devils and pounced on them with the ferocity of a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep.

Yamamoto panicked and organized his troops to try to hold off the enemy on both flanks, but he looked around and sadly found that he had no more troops to deploy.

The two explosions just now almost swept away the devil's infantry, and there were less than 100 devils who were lucky enough to survive, including Yamamoto's brigade headquarters, a Type 92 infantry artillery squad, a Taisho 11-year flat-fire sniper squad, and less than a squad of cavalry. Because just now some of the cavalry also dismounted and participated in the attack on foot, and now the rest are the personnel responsible for watching the horse stakes (when the cavalry troops dismount and attack on foot, they stay to take care of the war horses called horse stakes).

Seeing that the enemy was powerless to stop them, the soldiers of the third company rushed into the enemy group. Several machine gunners who had just been assigned to the Third Company fired wildly with their guns, killing more than a dozen devils on the spot.

At this moment, one of Yamamoto's guards howled and rushed up with a grenade. The soldiers of the Third Company have also fought several battles, but they have never seen such a crazy enemy, and they did not react for a while, and they were killed and injured several people on the spot.

Seeing that this trick worked well, several devils rushed up with grenades. There was a crowd here, and Zheng Weiguo didn't dare to shoot after a few attempts, for fear of injuring his own people by mistake. He can't do it, and other people's marksmanship is not as good as his, so naturally he doesn't dare to do it.

Seeing that the third company was forced to retreat by so many devils, the first company and the second company were finally killed. Since the enemy was pinned down by the 3rd Company and the Central Guerrilla Brigade, they rushed all the way without encountering any obstacles, and occasionally encountered a devil who was blown up half to death, that is, a bayonet.

The devil was about to use human bombs against the first and second companies, but he didn't expect Duan Shuanghu to rush up with a few old subordinates dancing with big blades. Although their numbers are small, they all have a background in martial arts, and cutting off their heads is like chopping melons and vegetables. The devil was caught off guard and suffered a big loss for a while. As soon as some devils raised their bayonets, half of their shoulders were cut off with a single sword, and some devils were stopped and cut into two as soon as they took out their grenades.

To say that the most convenient weapon to use in white-knuckle combat is the bayonet, at least it does not take up much space, and it can also form a formation. But bayonets are good, and one thing is not as good as a broadsword - not so bloody. A bayonet stabbed it, but it was just a bloody hole, and the clothes were thicker, maybe you couldn't see it. But if he was going to be cut by a big knife, it was a hole for the elder at worst, and Bai Huahua's flesh was turned over on both sides, and Bai Sensen's bones were directly exposed. Such a terrifying sight, the timid will be scared to pee on the spot.

I don't know how many Chinese souls are wronged under the butcher's knife of the devil, naturally they will not be scared, but the momentum is suppressed by Duan Shuanghu and them. In terms of momentum, the dwarf is a section, and the more the battle is fought, the more passive it becomes.

When the large blades of the first company flew up and down, the second company also arrived. There are many veterans of the Northwest Army in the first company, so they are good at using broadswords. The second company has a lot of Northeast beards, and they also have their characteristics. They are the best at making shell guns, and they are not afraid of the devil's bayonets to make them good, no matter how good they are, they can't get guns. A flurry of guns swept by, and the devil was beaten into a sieve before he could pull the strings.

Seeing that the first company and the second company were killing all the way, the momentum was like a bamboo, and the third company was also stimulated. The fighters are no longer afraid of the devil's human bombs. As soon as a devil took out a grenade, he was grabbed by a soldier of the third company and pushed back into the formation. The rest of the warriors swarmed up and killed them as well. The devil finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the formation gradually collapsed, and he was soon killed by the soldiers and only Yamamoto and his staff officer Nakamura Shaoza remained.

Commander Yamamoto wielded a broadsword and howled something. None of these people in close proximity could understand Japanese. The staff officer, Nakamura, spoke a few words of Chinese. He said: "Your Excellency Nakasa said that your soldiers are despicable and shameless, and do not dare to fight like samurai. If you still have military honor, Your Excellency Nakasa asks for a duel with your commander! ”

Zheng Weiguo had already come down from the position at this time, and was now assembling a guard platoon on the official road. The two cavalrymen sent by the night owl were blocked behind by the devils, and they were unable to come to report the news, and only now did they report the situation in Chen Village to Zheng Weiguo. From the morning to now, I don't know how the three slippers are doing. Zheng Weiguo decided to take the guard platoon to take a look, as long as someone was still alive, he couldn't give up.

Duan Shuanghu was happy when he heard that the devil was going to duel with Zheng Weiguo! I think that you still want to compare the kung fu of your three-legged cat? He is also not afraid of being lively, and shouted at Zheng Weiguo at the moment: "Tuanzao, the devil wants to duel!" What do you think? ”

Zheng Weiguo is in a hurry, how can he take care of this? Just say, "You can do it yourself!" How can I have time for such a boring thing? He also ordered: "The health team will immediately arrange for a few people who can ride horses, and the second company will urgently dispatch two platoons to follow, and the rest of the troops will clean up the battlefield and rest and stand by!" ”

Hearing that Tuanzao meant to give up this opportunity to himself, Duan Shuanghu was overjoyed, raised his big knife and said, "Good guy!" Brothers, don't interfere, I'm going to split this adjutant alive today! ”

Yamamoto probably felt insulted, and pounced on Duan Shuanghu with a howl. Duan Shuanghu took half a step back and raised his sword to meet him. The two knives intersected, and the sound of the bell made people's ears numb.

After slashing each other, the two did not spare their hands, and the bell, bell, and bell slashed several times in a row. These knives were slashed so quickly and fiercely that the onlookers didn't dare to come out. At this time, only a murmur of bells ~ was heard, and the soldiers were taken aback. It turned out that the quality of the devil's adjutant knife was really good, and Duan Shuanghu's golden-backed machete was a big road commodity after all, and he couldn't stand it after cutting these few times, and he was actually cut in two by the devil.

The fighters were in a hurry, pulled out their guns and were about to shoot. Duan Shuanghu was worried that his reputation would be ruined, and he hurriedly said, "Don't shoot!" ”

Yamamoto is bent on dragging a Shina officer on his back, where is he willing to let go of such an opportunity? He shouted, and the katana was raised high, and it slashed head-on.

Duan Shuanghu suddenly stepped forward with a tiger step and knocked Yamamoto's knife aside with a single knock on the back of his knife. At this time, Yamamoto's empty door was wide open, and Duan Shuanghu did not hesitate, half of the blade slashed from the top right to the bottom left, and made a long and deep cut along Yamamoto's cheek, neck, and right shoulder.

When the soldiers saw that Duan Shuanghu had won, whether it was a company or not, they all applauded with sky-high prices. This is the case in the army, if you have the ability, others will obey you, praise you, and agree with you.

Before Yamamoto could breathe, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground on his back. Before he died, he muttered: "I was homesick and saw the full moon last night, and I wanted to take off my armor and return to the field early." After thirteen years of fighting in the south and the north, a wisp of loyal soul returned to the front of the emperor! ”

During the Anti-Japanese War, not only Chinese soldiers loved to compose poems, but many Japanese soldiers also liked to be vassals and elegant. Chinese soldiers compose poems, and the level is uneven. The level of Japanese soldiers is about the same, but they are all this kind of very narcissistic limericks, and it is rare to see a masterpiece. It is said that there are still many Japanese people who can compose ancient poems, but unfortunately the Chinese have basically abandoned this style of rhythm.

Yamamoto spoke Japanese, and it was such a complex sentence that no one present could understand it except for the staff officer Nakamura.

Nakamura choked up a few times and knew that he would not escape death, but he didn't want to add honor to his opponent, so he had to kneel down in front of Yamamoto's corpse and say, "Yamamoto-kun, Kudanzakami (Yasukuni Shrine is in Kudanzaka, Tokyo)!" After saying that, he pulled out a knife and stabbed himself in the abdomen.