Chapter Eighty-Five: The Battle of Madang??

"Hit!" Qian Shuanglin snorted. The gunshots characteristic of Wei Qing's assault infantry rang out, and the dozen or so devils who rushed to the front were swept down by the rain of bullets. Later, several fireballs exploded in the Japanese straggler array, and several earthy yellow figures were thrown into the air by Qi Lang, and the next moment turned into broken bodies and blood rained.

Qian Shuanglin had the most soldiers gathered around him, and under the illumination of the flares, seeing the hazy green here, Maehara Shengmin naturally pointed the direction of the main attack here.

Many of the cadets are still in the river, and the distance from the river on the shore is only a stone's throw away. The beach is soft, and the soldiers can use a shovel to make two strokes casually, and a single soldier pit can be used. More than 300 students lay in the sand, not afraid of soaking themselves in the river water that seeped out, they aimed at the devils who rushed up and opened fire fiercely, and many of them were numb in their legs because of lying on their stomachs for a long time.

The battle was not as one-sided as Maehara had expected. Originally, he still wanted to be a little more conservative, not to wipe out all the students on the opposite side at one time, and destroy the plan to lure the enemy. However, from the moment he approached the opponent's "position" by 150 meters, he was surprised to find that the advance had become difficult, and the 10th Wing had to pay a few warriors for almost every step forward. The trainees, who had just been hit by a salvo of mortars, seemed to have changed at this moment, and they burst out with amazing combat effectiveness.

However, Maehara didn't particularly care about this, he still had time to think: "The student army can always avoid defeat in a duel with the imperial army, and it seems that there is still a certain real ability." Otherwise, how can this battle be so arduous? In such a state of mind, he was not worried about the heavy losses, on the contrary, his fighting spirit was stimulated to the maximum, standing at the back of the line, he waved his command knife and shouted: "Fill in, fill in, keep the pressure!" We're going to make the people on the other side of the country panic all day long! Next year, today will be their sacrifice day! ”

The fierce resistance of the cadets also aroused the anger in the hearts of the devil soldiers, and in their minds, these people were already dying from the shelling just now, and although the resistance was fierce now, it was just a return to the past. They shouted in unison, "Roar! Regardless of whether someone in front of him had fallen, he continued to rush forward.

"Come on, shit! Grandpa sent you to Hades! The machine gunner Wang roared loudly, and the machine gun in his hand kept spitting tongues of fire, and where the muzzle of his gun was pointed, five or six devils were put down like straws.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a grenade whistled and exploded behind him, splashing in all directions, and he only felt a burning pain in his back, and then, his strength was rapidly lost, and his vision became blurred. "Holy shit, Lao Tzu just killed these devils!" He took a deep breath, thinking so ashamedly, and suddenly, he staggered to his feet, holding a machine gun and firing fiercely at the devil array. Brought down the two devils again, and the muzzle of his gun suddenly rose irrepressibly. The next moment, the machine gun fell from his hand, and he looked down at his blood-stained chest, cursed "shit" again, and fell to the ground.

"Lao Wang!" The deputy shooter Tutiao roared and pounced and caught Wang Yi's body. He took Wang Yi in his arms, reached under his nose, didn't feel the breath, looked at his eyes that were still wide and round, and roared again: "Lose his mother, little devil, all of them should be damned!" ”

Sacrifices were happening at any time, and the Japanese grenadiers replaced the mortars as another big killer weapon of the Japanese army, and in just five minutes, at least 50 cadets fell under the grenadiers.

The standard equipment of the cadet army also has grenadiers, and they are more effective than the Japanese, but because of the terrain, these grenadiers are useless.

"Brothers, there is no way back! Instead of jumping into the river to feed the fish, it is better to kill two more devils! Killing one is enough, killing two to earn one, losing his mother, whoever doesn't kill a devil will be glorious, and Lao Tzu will spit on his face when he goes to the underworld! Qian Shuanglin was covered in blood, and there were no less than ten wounds on his body, however, these injuries did not make him lose his fighting spirit, but stimulated the primitive wildness in his body.

In the big family of the Cadet Army, there has never been a shortage of legends. Although Qian Shuanglin is only a small regiment leader, because of his bandit background, it was Li Hansoul who personally came forward to save his life, so he can be regarded as the number one person in the 12th Division. At this moment, the horizontal flesh on his face danced with his roar, and his expression looked a little hideous, and the muzzle of his wounded assault step was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, and where the direction was pointed, there must be a devil lodging. He just stood there motionless and shot at the devil, and the miraculous thing was that after about a quarter of an hour of the war, there were no bullets to take him away.

About forty minutes into the battle, Maehara Shengmin got his wish, and by the river, sure enough, reinforcements from the other side of the army appeared - the third echelon led by Gao Yongxiang arrived.

Maehara Setoshi's strategy to lure the enemy has worked! Originally, he should have been happy about his clever calculations, but Gao Yongxiang's special way of appearing brought a unique surprise to Maehara Shengmin.

Flares that rise from time to time and the light from occasional explosions illuminate the entire battlefield almost as bright as day. After Gao Yongxiang had a full view of the battlefield situation, he did not rush to land behind Qian Shuanglin and them, but chose the landing site in the east, which was about a thousand meters away from them. And there, now it is the flanks and rear of the 10th wing.

Nearly 800 trainees under the leadership of Gao Yongxiang quietly sneaked into a place about 200 meters away from the left rear column of the 10th Wing, and then, with a wave of Gao Yongxiang's hand, the soldiers ran and rushed in, and launched a surprise attack without warning.

At this time, all of Maehara Shengtoshi's mind was focused on the frontal battlefield, and he didn't realize that there was an enemy behind him. This battle was too unexpected for him, and he thought that the phenomenon of one-sided reversal did not appear, not to mention, the student soldiers of a mere regiment of strength actually caused such a large casualty to the 10th Wing - he didn't know how to do it, he was startled at first sight, when he turned his eyes and looked around, and suddenly found that his own dead soldiers had reached the size of a brigade, he blinked his eyes, and was a little ignorant - these students behaved like two people before and after - they behaved so badly in the mortar salvo, for what a dozen positional battles, It's like a different person.