(I made a mistake, I'm sorry, but fortunately I changed it in time) For the defenders of Wangjiawei, this air strike came too timely. From a strategic point of view, inflicting a large number of casualties on the Japanese troops crossing the river was secondary, and the key was to completely disrupt the Japanese formation. The appearance of too many wounded soldiers will force Kiyoji Kazuki to postpone the attack and rush to treat the wounded.

The continuous explosions by the river were so piercing that the devils of the 9th Division and the 108th Division located outside Canglin Village trembled in their hearts. The loud sound drowned out the sound of Jing Shuxuan, and although the sudden air raid did not fall on the heads of the remnants of the 18th Brigade, it was as if they looked up and saw a sword suddenly hanging above their heads, and many devils were shaken in their determination to die.

The current little devil is really not afraid of death, but it depends on how he dies. If you are inexplicably killed by a bomb falling from the sky, this obviously does not belong to a kind of "jade shattering".

The soldiers' absent-mindedness, of course, felt it when Jing Shuxuan. He was very angry - when did the imperial army fall into such a field, and could only sit back and wait to be bombed? It's also very helpless - the opponent is too strong, not only the means of combat and weapons are advanced, but the most important thing is that its will to fight is not worse than that of the imperial soldiers. In the end, these emotions turned into faint worries - the small village opposite, their two hundred civilian officers who were not good at charging into battle, could they take it? He couldn't help but look at Yoshizu Ryosuke, and for the first time he had such a thought—how embarrassing it would be to be taken to a military court.

Ryosuke Yoshizu's face was also very ugly at the moment. Because I'm afraid, what if the batch of fighters just now is coming for them? Oh, Amaterasu, don't let this kind of good thing befall me. The number of fighters in the Xuebing Army is limited, and it should be impossible to take care of several places at the same time, so it seems that it should be resolved quickly - he saved the provincial god and issued a combat order: "Commander of the Jingshu Brigade, let's attack!" ”

Jing Shuxuan gritted his teeth and raised his command knife: "Charge!" ”

I have to admit that the beastly Japanese army is still quite terrifying. The Japanese army has always been very strict in punishing the defeated troops, which has somewhat catalyzed the bestiality in the little devil's body. The remnants of the 200-odd 18th Brigade Regiment, most of whom are civilian officers, such as brigade staff officers, are usually in the rear line of the battlefield, and although they can do everything in basic military items such as shooting, they can only maintain the level of meeting.

When the little devil began to charge, Diao Yi had to aim at the opponent's weapons and formation, and it was not a matter of fact. This small devil force of more than 200 people did not have mortars and grenadiers to support firepower at the platoon level. The most of them were armed with German-made submachine guns. This kind of weapon, Diao Yide didn't think it would be better than the Weiqing-style assault rifle and submachine gun in their hands. Waiting patiently, when the little devil entered the firing range, he gave the order all his life: "Fire!" In the sound of "da-da-da" gunshots, the dozens of devils who rushed to the front were put down like rice.

Instructor Wang Youshu was a little puzzled: "The little devil held back his strength for half a day to form such a team?" Is this a death squad for little devils? "Familiar with the combat methods of the Japanese army, and know that in this case, it is often the elite death squad that is sent out to attack, so Wang Youshu has this question.

Diao Yide also felt a little confused, he chose to face it simply: "Whatever, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, let's do it first." ”

The little devils of more than 200 people began to fall one after another from the moment they entered the 100 meters, and by the time they rushed to the forefront of the reconnaissance company, there were only more than 50 people left. In the process, this group of devils did not receive any fire support from the large army.

Some fighters couldn't help but roar: "What are the devils doing on dog days? Is there such a thing as death? ”

"Whatever, let's kill him."

"Do you want to practice Hazi white-knuckle combat! I haven't seen the bayonet red on this gun yet! ”

The reconnaissance unit was one of the few formations in the cadet army system that was not equipped with broadswords, and soon, many soldiers rushed forward with bayonets and were ready to fight bayonets.

The white-knuckle battle took place as scheduled, and it was also a one-sided battle. The bayonet skills of the staff officers were incomparable with those of the soldiers of the reconnaissance company. And the white-knuckle combat weapon that the devils are most equipped with turned out to be the command knife that has a greater role in embellishing and symbolizing identity.

Xu is battle went too smoothly, and after putting down a devil face-to-face, Diao Yi couldn't help but wonder. The way the Japanese army fought was so abnormal - what the hell were they trying to do?!

Yoshizu Ryosuke quickly replied to his question with practical actions, and when the rumbling cannon sound came to mind, Diao Yi jumped to his feet and scolded: "The devil of the dog day, it's really fucking poisonous." I said why are these devils so weak, feelings are cannon fodder! ”

Diao Yide's enlightenment came a little late.

Before deciding to let the remnants of the 18th Brigade form a death squad to attack Kurayashi Village, Yoshiju Ryosuke already had a plan in his heart. Expecting this death squad composed of full-service officers to capture Canglin Village is an idea only for military idiots, and their role is actually to act as cannon fodder to lure the reconnaissance company out of cover.

The wing commander of the 9th Wing of the Mountain Artillery is Nagashikawa Hideosa, who just received an order from Yoshiju Ryosuke to carry out indiscriminate shelling, this devil who is still a little conscientious thought that the herald had passed the wrong order, and couldn't help but look at Yoshiju Ryosuke a few hundred meters away in confusion. The latter, apparently expecting him to have such doubts, nodded heavily when he saw him look over. Chang Qin Chuanxiu gasped, gritted his teeth, waved his right hand down, and shouted: "Target, enemy position, indiscriminate shelling!" After issuing the order, he turned away and did not observe the effects of the shelling.

The battle has reached such an extent, which Nagagawa Shu did not expect, and it is also unacceptable to him - when did the Imperial Army, known as the second strongest army in the world, need to use this method to win the war? Or a small-scale local war.

The Japanese army's attack method regardless of losses was unimaginable to Diao Yide and Wang Youshu. In the military system of the cadet army, only units at and above the regimental level have special reconnaissance units, and all of them are composed of the most elite soldiers of their own units. Exchanging elite scouts for little devils with little combat power is not a good deal. Seeing one brother after another being swept away by the cannonballs and knocked down, Diao's eyes immediately turned red. Foaming at the ground with hatred, he immediately gave the order for the whole company to retreat. His retreat order was still issued in a timely manner, but Rao was like this, and the soldiers of the reconnaissance company who fell under the indiscriminate shelling of the little devils still reached nearly forty people. This made Diao Yide, a big man, cry every time he thought of it in the future.

This time the Canglin Village Resistance Battle is destined to become a lingering nightmare in his life. And the cruelty and coldness of the little devil will also leave a deep mark on his heart, which he will never forget for the rest of his life.