"Order Deng Xihou and Sun Zhen to fully cooperate with the 122nd Division of the defending army to fight this tough battle in T County. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

March 13, 1938, T County Line.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of artillery fire filled the surroundings, black billowing gunpowder smoke rose into the air, waves of bullets fell on the position, and soldiers of the 122nd Division kept falling in pools of blood.

The fallen gap was soon blocked by other soldiers, the sound of gunfire mingled under the blue, and the Japanese army continued to pounce upward, each round of attack more ferocious.

However, the whole division of the 122nd Division was in high spirits, and the soldiers were not afraid of death as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, thwarting another attack by the RB army.

The battle continued, and in the trenches, Liu Chen's face was full of dust, his eyes were full of coldness, he held the shell gun in his hand, and shot a shuttle of bullets.

Looking at the fallen RB soldiers, Liu Chen's chill was even more awe-inspiring, worthy of being a strong economic power during World War II.

The strength of the army is fundamentally impossible for the National-People-Revolutionary-Order-Army to parry, plus Lao Jiang is already cunning, the Central Army is his direct army, and the equipment used is much better than that of the Sichuan Army, these warlord troops, such a hard battle, but he Lao Jiang did not send a shadow of the Central Army.

The chairman of the NPC Standing Committee is still afraid that the little men and horses in his hands will lose too much and will not be conducive to his control of the overall situation, and the current situation at home and abroad makes him extremely uneasy, and he is unwilling to destroy too much of the strength of the Central Army.

At 12 o'clock on the 13th, the T County defense line.

Looking at the retreating RB soldiers, Liu Chen put down the shell gun in his hand, and was relieved in his heart, and the last wave of strong attack in the morning was resisted.

"Turtle son, Adjutant Zhang, tell the people in the city to add food to the whole division today." Liu Chen shouted loudly.

Adjutant Zhang on the side hesitated slightly, his face was full of embarrassment, and said, "Division, this ......"

"Turtle son's, is the labor and management the teacher or are you fucking you? Labor and management do not listen to their words. Liu Chen blew his beard and glared at him.

As soon as the adjutant heard this, he was so frightened that he was about to fly out, how easy is the division commander to be irritable these days, and it is becoming more and more difficult to serve.

Staring at the back of the adjutant leaving, Liu Chen secretly thought, it seems that he should be able to end the mission tomorrow.

Near T County, the Japanese Operational Command.

"General, the 122nd Division, the 22nd Army, and the 41st Army of the Chinese have launched an attack on our army, and the defense line of the 122nd Division is currently the weakest." A young man bowed his head and reported the battle in Japanese.

"Baga, damn the people of China, the southward plan of the Great RB Empire has not been realized for a long time, they are all these sick men of East Asia, Baga Yalu." with the taste of the country sound, Seya Kai scolded like thunder.

The major general sitting on the side should be Major General Shun Sakamoto of the 5th Division of the Japanese Army, looking at the angry Seya Kai, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he even mocked Seya Kai in his heart that he should go back to RB farming.

Sakamoto was confident, when he came to T County before, the division commander personally met with him and told him some things, and he was not particularly worried about the war on the T County side.

At around 13 o'clock, after lunch, the Japanese attacked again.

At the end of the meal, the Japanese troops were full of energy and their physical strength had returned to normal levels, which made all the officers and men of the 122nd Division feel more and more difficult, and they were saddened when they looked at their brothers who kept falling.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The smoke was so thick that there was not a single intact piece of land around, there were bomb craters everywhere, corpses were piled up one after another, and the nervous smile was so tight that they didn't even have time to bury their brother.

"Turtle sons, give labor and management a hard beating!"

"Ready!"

"Throw!"

The grenades were gathered and bundled into bundles, and with a shout from the commander, all the soldiers in charge of throwing the grenades were ready, and with the next shout, all the grenades left the hands of the soldiers.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

"Boom ......"

The sudden grenade exploded, causing a large-scale lethality, and the Japanese commander was furious when he saw this, and pulled out his command knife and rushed to the side of the position.

"Bang!"

"Chirp!"

Liu Chen's eyes were full of killing intent, the rifle in his hand locked on to the Japanese commander, gently pulled the trigger, and instantly solved the squadron leader with one bullet.

As the battle continued, the Japanese attacks became more and more intense, time passed in the battle, and in the blink of an eye, it was already evening.

Liu Chen in the trench looked at the stars in the sky, his eyes were full of complicated colors, in 12 hours it was March 14th, and he could leave at that time, but looking at these soldiers who were still waiting for him, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Commander, what's wrong with you?" Adjutant Zhang noticed that his division commander was depressed and asked suspiciously.

Staring at this somewhat immature face, Liu Chen smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about labor and management, don't worry about yourself." pretended to reprimand the adjutant in seriousness, and he shrank his head in fright.

Soon night fell, the Japanese army fought for a day, and they also needed to rest, and the 122nd Division was up and down, except for the division commander "Wang Mingzhang, senior officers and night duty personnel, other soldiers fell into dreams.

Liu Chen, who was sitting at the headquarters, knew his fate next, and the 12 hours passed for him to be extremely long.

Near T County, the Japanese Operational Command.

"Detachment commander, urgent telegram from the division headquarters."

"Read!"

"Due to the failure of the 10th Division, the plan could not be carried out smoothly, and a punishment of deducting military pay for 2 years was specially given." Hearing this, Seya Kai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and wiped a cold sweat.

"At about 9 o'clock tomorrow, our side will send planes to carry out air strikes on the Chinese army, and the Seya detachment and the Sakamoto detachment please cooperate with this air raid mission as required."

"Hey!"

March 14, T County Line.

The sky was bright, Liu Chen already had a number in his heart, explained a few words to the adjutant, woke up the sleeping brothers, and he greeted the soldiers, this was the last battle they had left.

At 8 o'clock on the 14th, the Japanese army launched a third full-scale attack, and the powerful firepower completely suppressed the 122nd Division.

"Boom ......"

At 9 o'clock on the 14th, the piercing sound of airplanes came from the sky over T County, and after the adjutant heard the sound, his face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Airplanes, planes, it's an air raid by the RB people, and all of them are lying down for me."

On the other hand, Liu Chen on the side was extremely calm, and the RB aviation began to drop bombs, and a large mushroom cloud began to rise in this area.