Chapter 420: The Final Struggle

Fu Qiang shot Itagaki Seishiro in the head, the power of the bullet was so great that Itagaki's head was blown away entirely, and the impact of the bullet drove his body to fly upside down.

This is a large-caliber anti-equipment sniper rifle newly developed by Wang Xu of the Special Equipment Research Institute of the Huangya Dòng Base Area, which was developed for company-level units that are not equipped with anti-tank guns in independent divisions.

The bullet is a high-explosive armor fragmentation bullet, and this kind of gun is used to hit Itagaki's head, the result can be imagined, Fu Qiang saw Itagaki's head shattered, and jumped off the tree with joy, he didn't know Itagaki originally, when he reconnoitred the tent, he saw the devil officers in the tent, only one was the rank of lieutenant general, that must be Itagaki, so the blow worked, and it also fired the first shot of the general attack launched by the independent division.

Fu Qiang did not leave, he reported the coordinates of the tent of the Japanese division command to the artillery commander, more than a dozen large-caliber shells flew over with a roar, accurately smashed on the tent, the smoke dissipated, the location of the headquarters of the Itagaki Division, there were only a few deep craters, the others were gone, and the Japanese commanders in the tent were reduced to pieces.

The troops without officers were scattered and the units of the Itagaki Division, which had lost its command center, fell into a state of fighting on their own, and those middle and lower-ranking officers, commanding their respective units, resisted desperately.

In the middle of the night, several artillery groups of the independent division, according to the division of labor, each shelled a fixed area, dragging the shells with dark red tail flames, like meteors, falling within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

Tang Qiuli compressed the remnants of the Itagaki Division together, just to give full play to the power of artillery, he didn't plan to attack with infantry at all, the combat effectiveness of the Itagaki Division was not to be coveted, and he took a bite when he was dying, and the lethality was also large enough, so he didn't use the superior firepower to use the infantry to fight with the desperate soldiers of the Itagaki Division, Tang Qiuli would not do this.

The infantry on the periphery drove the Japanese soldiers who broke through sporadically back into the encirclement with dense bullets, and the encirclement was like a furnace of boiling molten iron, and the figures of the Japanese soldiers running away appeared and disappeared in the light of the explosion of the shells.

This is a one-sided massacre, there are no charging Chinese soldiers, only overwhelming shells, with the artillery of three artillery brigades, covering a radius of only more than ten kilometers, it is not a difficult matter, Tang Qiuli's request is that the shelling stops, and the troops are to clean up the battlefield and deal with the wounded Japanese soldiers.

The soldiers of the Itagaki Division struggled desperately or resisted stubbornly, and there was no opponent who could make them desperately blow to the death, only one after another meteor-like shells fell into the sky, but the Itagaki Division was the kind of Japanese army that could fight even if there was the last person left.

There were a few Xiǎo troops that really rushed to the position of the independent division that surrounded them, and successfully mixed up with the troops.

Liu Dazhu, a soldier of the 3rd Company of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Independent Brigade of the Independent Division, was a soldier who enlisted in the Taihang Mountains, who was exactly 21 years old this year, had experienced several major battles, and could be regarded as a veteran, and was recently promoted to deputy squad leader.

He took half a squad of soldiers and was monitoring the situation in the encirclement in the trenches, to tell the truth, his mood was not nervous, and he was more excited to see the excitement, and it was a miracle that he could survive under such a fierce artillery bombardment.

There seemed to be something flashing in front of him, and when he looked closely, there was nothing, Liu Dazhu thought that he was stunned by the fire of the cannonball explosion, and he relaxed, and on the dark ground, a black shadow suddenly rushed over, and the bayonet with cold light stabbed straight in front of his xiōng.

The devil Liu Dazhu understood, it was not a huā eye just now, it was the reflection of the Japanese steel helmet, the bayonet had already arrived in front of Xiōng, the incident happened suddenly, it was too late to dodge, Liu Dazhu had to turn sideways, and the sharp bayonet pierced deep into his left shoulder.

The severe pain made his eyes dark, and several black shadows rushed into the fortifications again, Liu Dazhu only had time to shè out the bullets in the submachine gun magazine, several black shadows were knocked to the ground, and more black shadows rushed over and scuffled with the soldiers.

The abdomen was cold, and another bayonet stabbed into Liu Dazhu's abdomen, and when he was dying, Liu Dazhu's hands tightly grasped the Japanese soldier's 38 guns, and the Japanese soldier dragged back fiercely, but he couldn't drag it at all, and a soldier rushed over and poured a shuttle of bullets into the body of this devil.

Liu Dazhu had a long 38 gun in his abdomen, his eyes were distracted, and he looked up at the stars in the night sky of Kanto, solidified into a lying statue, and his twenty-one-year-old life remained in the land of Kanto.

Rushing to the position of the third company of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Independent Brigade was the Japanese army of most of the squadron, and under the leadership of the squadron leader, they crawled all the way to the front of the position, and dozens of soldiers were blown away by shells on the way.

This Japanese squadron leader had no intention of breaking through, he also knew that he couldn't break out at all, the soldiers of the Japanese Empire, the bayonet did not stick to the opponent's blood, and he should not die like this, he was bombed along the way, he had already lost his eyes, and he died with the opponent, which was the greatest wish of him and the soldiers of the whole squadron, so the Japanese soldiers were like outlaws who lost the bet, even if they were hit by bullets, they rushed to death.

The soldiers of the third company fought together with the Japanese army, and in the dark night, the figures hugging each other rolled all over the ground, the "clanging" sound of iron tools, the rapid sound of Suomi submachine guns, the sound of heavy breathing, the "fluttering" sound of bayonets entering the body, and the screams of the dying were all resounding.

Ma Chaoyang, the commander of the Second Independent Brigade, learned that the position of the first regiment and three companies was mō by the Japanese army, and he was immediately furious, the old brigade commander Su Jingfeng was in the whole division, and he was famous for being able to fight tough battles, and he never lost an inch of position.

Later, when I saw the old brigade commander, how could I ask him Jiāo Dai, and when I asked, I didn't lose the dead, in fact, Ma Chaoyang didn't know, almost at the same time, the encirclement of the independent division, there were four positions, and the Japanese army was mō up.

He took off his shirt and took the brigade headquarters guard battalion to urgently support the position of the third company, which at this time had already suffered dozens of casualties, all of whom were stabbed with bayonets by the Japanese soldiers before they died.

Thanks to Su Jingfeng, a rough man, his second brigade, in order to make up for the defect that the submachine gun did not have bayonets during the training in Huangya, he equipped the troops with machetes made of jīng steel, which were not used in the next few battles, and some troops were eliminated, with our firepower advantage, I thought that we would not be able to use them in this life.

The guard battalion of the 2nd Independent Brigade is different, that is Su Jingfeng's Royal Forest Army, under his nose, how dare the guy in his hand lose it, when he was with the officers of the 29th Army, Su Jingfeng specially invited a master of the sword, specializing in training his own guard battalion, and practicing the knife skills of the world-famous 29th Army Broadsword Team.

This time, the Japanese army was in close contact with the Japanese army, and the close ròu fight came in handy, more than a thousand bright and flickering broadswords, under the glow of the artillery fire, flashed with a terrible cold light, and pressed over with a brush, and the Japanese army, which was already a small number, left and fell into a disadvantage, and the slender three or eight guns could not be taken advantage of at all in front of the machete specially prepared for the ròu fight.

Some tall and powerful soldiers, slashed over, three or eight shots and the heads of the Japanese soldiers, were split in half at the same time, the Japanese soldiers howled and fell, some lost their arms, some lost their tuǐ, the soldiers of the Itagaki Division were really fierce enough, and some of the Japanese soldiers were chopped down, they pulled the grenades on their bodies, and the soldiers of the surrounding independent divisions died together.

On the position of the third company, a ball of fire appeared from time to time, a dull explosion sounded, Ma Chaoyang's left arm was cut by shrapnel with a deep wound, blood stained the sleeve of the military uniform, and after more than 30 minutes, the Japanese troops were all wiped out on the position.

Ma Chaoyang gasped, sat on the edge of the trench, and looked around the scene of the battle just now, the third company and the brigade headquarters guard battalion had killed more than 70 soldiers and wounded more than 100 people.

The sharp pain of the wound made Ma Chaoyang grin, he laughed self-deprecatingly, he may be famous, he should be the first injured brigade commander of the independent division, and it was in the battle of Ròu, sure enough, after the victory of the Shanhaiguan Battle, Tang Qiuli learned of the situation, criticized Ma Chaoyang fiercely, and sternly warned him, if there is such a time, give me back to Dingbian Street.

At 5:30 a.m., the roaring artillery sound that had been roaring for almost midnight stopped, and the retreating positions of the Itagaki Division were repeatedly plowed by artillery fire more than once, and every inch of land was rolled over.

The troops on the periphery, from three directions, began to search for the Japanese positions, and from time to time there were sporadic gunshots, which were the soldiers who dealt with the wounded Japanese soldiers, killed the devils who dared to die and struggled, and the desperate Japanese soldiers shot themselves.

At six o'clock in the morning, the troops of all walks of life met in the center of Yong'an Fort, and from then on, the Battle of Shanhaiguan ended victoriously.

The morning sun rose, the summer sun of yànyàn, shining on the land of Kanto, Tang Qiuli stepped on the soft soil bombarded by artillery fire, looking at the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder was slowly blown away by the sea breeze, and the fragmented corpses of the Japanese army were all over the battlefield.

The battle lasted three days, and Tang Qiuli, with an absolutely superior force of 160,000 men with nine infantry brigades, three artillery brigades, four cavalry brigades, and one air defense brigade, completely annihilated the Itagaki Division in front of Shanhaiguan, under the city of Suizhong, the Itagaki Division, and more than 56,000 people under Lieutenant General Itagaki Seishiro, the commander of the division, and none of them escaped the net.

The troops cleaned up the battlefield with little success, not a single prisoner, and the soldiers of the Itagaki Division, except for those who were killed, refused to surrender, or committed suicide or were killed for stubborn resistance.

Tang Qiuli took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze with the smell of blood, his mood was very jī, this battle was enough to make him proud, his gaze crossed the Liugu River, and looked in the direction of Jinzhou, where was the depths of the land of Kanto, his homeland.

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