When Yoshio Shinozuka was incompetent and furious in the headquarters in Taiyuan, most of the devils in the Niangziguan Railway Station were already dead.

In this case, everyone knows that the general trend is gone, and maybe "Aunt Amaterasu" will come to help them get through the difficulties.

However, due to the complexity of the composition of this force, there are many die-hard elements. These people temporarily stabilized the situation and did not let the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side easily pick the fruits of victory.

Yamashiro Hisanobu sat expressionlessly in the station, the only support unit had been killed by the Eighth Route Army just now. Relying on the few people under his command alone, in the face of more than 2,000 well-equipped Eighth Route Army, it is impossible to have any chance of turning the tables.

If there is a chance to start over, he will definitely act cautiously. At least a small number of people had to be sent to explore the way, otherwise there would not be so many soldiers.

But how can there be so many ifs, defeat is defeat. The only question that bothered him now was what method he should choose to die as a special Nakasa.

Death in battle is good, but it is not enough to make up for the mistakes made.

After thinking about it for a moment, it seemed that something had been decided. The old devil turned his head to look at his adjutant and said in a very flat tone:

"Prepare to be loyal to Your Majesty the Locust, and let the soldiers guard all the entrances for at least ten minutes. You go and arrange for someone to detonate all the remaining special bombs, and you can't let these things threaten our compatriots. ”

"The enemy must have attacked to destroy the station, so we'll fill it with poison gas, and maybe we can buy some time. Although we have lost, we must not allow the other side to successfully complete the mission. ”

"The stronghold of Niangziguan is very important to our North China Front, I believe that His Excellency the Lieutenant General will definitely not give up here easily, and there will definitely be other troops on the way."

After hearing these words, the adjutant on the side seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, which was in line with the values he had been instilled.

Although he knew that he would die in a foreign country soon, his own Nakasa's beliefs and choices made his blood boil, as if the devil who was in front of him would rush over.

After receiving the order, the young man immediately took action and selected a group of the most loyal subordinates among the remaining soldiers.

These little days, brainwashed by militarism, will carry out the last orders of Yamashiro Hisanobu without fear of death, and they regard the dedication to their brother country as the supreme honor.

Even if they would die under the poison gas of their own troops, these people did not have any fear or complaint.

As the only person in this army whose military rank is second only to Hisanobu Yamashiro. After the adjutant arranged all the preparations, he immediately returned to the station, and he was still carrying a 38 big cover in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Yamashiro nodded with satisfaction. In this situation, only the other party is qualified to send him on his last journey.

The old devil took a deep breath, knelt down facing Hiroshima, and said to the adjutant beside him:

"Komatsu-kun, please be my mischief. It's an honor to have a subordinate like you. I hope that the two of us can still work together in the next life. ”

Due to the suddenness of the timing of the battle, all of Yamashiro Hisanobu's luggage was still on the military train and not brought down. As a result, there is no white cloth, no wine, and even the knife used for seppuku can only be replaced by a command knife.

The old devil set aside the silver-rimmed scabbard, completed the sacrificial steps with water, and then wiped the family heirloom katana with his military uniform.

After a brief pause, his breathing began to rapid, and his eyes turned red from bloodshot.

This brute, whose body was covered with the blood of the people of the Republic of China, the hands that took the lives of countless soldiers of the Republic of China actually began to tremble, and the old face of the pig liver also showed a trace of struggle and unwillingness.

He shuddered as he slammed his katana across his front as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

"Your Majesty the Locust! Onboard! ”

As if something had given him some courage, Yamashiro roared angrily, raised his hands high above his head and swung down with force, stabbing the command knife into his left abdomen.

The adjutant on the side looked at his superior with great admiration, and even felt that it was an honor to stand here to witness this scene, and admired the courage of the commander very much.

It stands to reason that the old devil should continue to row to the right side of the abdomen. Then he stabbed from the chest into the lower abdomen, cut into a zigzag shape, and finally pulled out the knife and stabbed it in the throat.

The reason why it is so hypocritical is because those second-class children think that everyone's soul is hidden in their own abdomen, and in doing so, they can take out their loyal souls and show them to the locusts.

Although I don't know if other small days of seppuku suicide can persist in completing this set of rituals.

But it was clear that Yamashiro Hisatin was not loyal enough, and a strong pain filled his body, and his arms seemed to have just consumed all their strength.

He gripped the blade tightly, not letting go even though his fingers had been cut. The slight heaving of the back and the rapid wheezing sound made it seem as if time had stood still.

Hisanobu Yamashiro didn't have the courage to continue, and the process was already seriously deviating from the strictly seppuku process. The old devil used his last strength and turned his head to look at his adjutant, waiting for the other party to give him a relief.

But at this moment, the 5th Regiment launched a final attack.

Several mortars fired at the Niangziguan train station, pouring out the anger of the users.

Coincidentally, a cannonball landed near Hisanobu Yamashiro and his lieutenant.

The adjutant had just lifted the 38 big cover in his hand, ready to send his Zhongzuo on his last ride. Several rounds of shrapnel flew directly into his body, instantly slashing his body into thousands of holes.

The two of them immediately flew together, and they fell to the ground at the same time, convulsing in pain.

At the same time, the loyal men fired the last gas bombs, both of which filled the station in a minute.

Hisanobu Yamashiro and his lieutenant did not have a chance to put on gas masks, and the two evil devils were forced to fall into a pool of blood like a range hood.

It seems that God can't stand the atrocities of the devils, and they have just fired a gas bomb when the direction of the wind suddenly changes.

The poisonous gas, which could have threatened the villages on the mountainside, was blown to the opposite position by a gust of wind.

Because of Nobuhisa Yamashiro's actions before his death, the battle ended quickly. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, all the poisonous gases that plagued the Eighth Route Army drifted into the deep mountains where no one was around.

The soldiers followed the two regiment commanders to the station, and looked at the tanks and armored vehicles placed in the open space, and everyone was a little afraid.

"Lao Kong, our luck is really good. If all of these Iron Kings are fired, your cannonballs will probably not be enough. ”

"Hey, when are we going to have armored troops? Every time I see these things from devils, I have a terrible headache. In the past, in order to knock out a tank, we had to sacrifice a lot of comrades. ”

After hearing these words, Kong Jie's mood was also a little low. However, he immediately thought of Huang He, the deputy minister of logistics, and then adjusted his mood and said to his comrades beside him:

"What the enemy has, we will have sooner or later. Look at the current weapons of the troops, did you dare to think about these things before? ”

"You shouldn't have met Vice Minister Huang yet, that's a capable person. It has only been a year since they returned, and the whole army has undergone earth-shaking changes. ”

"Take our regiment as an example, I feel that the firepower is now twice as strong as last year."

Although he is not in a military region, the head of the Yellow River, Commander Chen, also knows it. As soon as the mysterious deputy minister was mentioned, he immediately came to his senses.

"You're right! We're definitely going to get stronger! We will win the battle against the devils! ”

After the small talk, the two immediately began to divide the next sabotage work.

In the order issued by the headquarters, the water tower, the auto repair shop, the material factory, the fork road, the communication device, and the train in the station must not be left for the devils.

After a short period of communication, they decided to blast the water tower with yellow explosives, detonate the water tank, and destroy the various installations in the station in the same way.

The train is gathered together, first set on fire, and then loaded with explosives.

After half an hour, only the waiting hall remained in the entire Niangzi Pass. Just as Captain Chen was about to set fire to this French-style building, Kong Jie stopped him.

"Lao Chen, let's keep this waiting hall. Even if the devil returns, this one building alone won't be of much use. ”

"Although our Jin Province is temporarily occupied by the enemy, one day we will completely fight back. This building was not built in small days, and staying here can more or less make future generations think of danger in peace. ”

"Maybe, there can be a celebrity in this lady's pass."

"A certain sci-fi big man surnamed Liu was shocked: ???"

After chatting, the two went to the military station together to check if there were any documents left by the devil. As soon as they entered, they saw the corpses of two enemies.

Yamashiro Hisanobu and his lieutenant were already dead at this time, and even because of the poison gas, their death was very disgusting.

Seeing this interesting situation, Kong Jie couldn't help but be amazed. Although he had heard of the famous seppuku suicide, this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

The two put on their masks and slowly approached, and then pulled out the adjutant knife.

"Lao Chen, what do you say these two devils are doing. A person seppuku, is it possible that there must be someone next to him to shout and cheer? ”

Hearing the word shouting and cheering, the serious Commander Chen couldn't help laughing, and he explained after a while:

"What else can you do, the devil is afraid of pain. These brutes love to engage in face-saving projects, and they have to pretend to be hard to death even though they are in pain, and the person next to them is helping to mend the knife. ”

"I've heard people say that this seems to be called the wrong person, and it's quite important."

"But in my opinion, the devil in charge of mending the knife should have been killed by our cannons. Another old devil, it is estimated that he is bleeding alive. ”

After knowing the reason for this, even Kong Jie, who had always been honest in the past, couldn't help but ridicule a few words. He wanted to spit on the corpse, but he had to give up at the thought of wearing a gas mask.

"Don't forget that there is still poisonous gas, but this old devil can die under his own weapon, and it can be regarded as raw soup and original food."

"The fucking wrong person? If the devil really knows that he is wrong, he will not do anything for the rest of his life, and I don't mind giving all the beasts the wrong thing. ”

When all the work was done, the fighters of the two regiments assembled at the foot of the mountain. The troops had to be evacuated quickly, and then split up to break the road.

In the pass, some of the soldiers of the third battalion had not yet returned, and the fifth regiment of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region left the battlefield first.

They will continue to advance eastward, preparing to sabotage the railway from Niangziguan to Shimen.

Since the sappers of the independent regiment were not very skilled, half an hour passed before the commander of the third battalion withdrew from the pass with his comrades.

And he was followed by many ordinary people, and every villager carried the freshly cooked food in their hands. It is mainly based on hungry cooking cakes and simple dishes, and some people even make millet porridge.

In order to let the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who had just finished the battle, have a hot meal, the villagers in the village almost took out the only surplus food.

Kong Jie suddenly had a big head when he saw this scene, and before leaving, the division commander specially explained that he was not allowed to go to one village to eat one village. He first glared at the third battalion commander, and then hurriedly stepped forward to support the village chief who was standing at the front.

"Folks, our Eighth Route Army has a rule, this meal is really not to be eaten. Fighting devils is within the purview of our people, so go back quickly! ”

"If our brigade commander knows about this, he will definitely punish me when I go back."

Although saying this did make the villagers a little jealous, the leading village chief came up with an idea.

"This comrade, our village has been bullied by Xiaori for so many years, and today I finally raised my eyebrows! My old man never dreamed that he would be able to see our own troops in Niangzi Pass in his lifetime. ”

"You are the hope of everyone's survival, our savior. If you don't eat this meal, the conscience of the people in our village will be disturbed. ”

"Don't worry, everyone will never spread this matter, only if we know, it won't be a violation of discipline."

Originally, Kong Jie had already made up his mind to refuse, but the other party grabbed his hand tightly. The old man's body actually burst out with amazing power.

In desperation, he had no choice but to let the soldiers take over the kindness of his fellow countrymen.

However, the fighters of the independent regiment left a lot of dry food for these enthusiastic villagers, and even took out a batch of pork and chicken.

Although you can't take a stitch from the masses, fair trade is no problem.

After a hasty meal, the warriors continued their raid plan, and the village chief sent a group of young followers to set off.

Throughout the night, the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region achieved very astonishing results. Not only did they eliminate the devils stationed at Niangzi Pass, but they also blew up the bridge in the eastern section.

With the joint efforts of the military and the people, the railway between Chengjialongdi and Niangziguan Station was completely destroyed. The traffic from Zhengtai Road Niangzi to Chaoliu was completely cut off, and the devil fell into extreme chaos.

Yoshio Shinozuka knife technique +1+1+1.

It's coming, it's coming! Niangziguan is completely written!

(End of chapter)