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Chapter 178, A Farewell Telegram

In the face of stubborn infantry, tanks have too many ways to deal with them.

Armor that cannot be pierced by bullets is the best protection. Vehicle-mounted machine guns and tank guns can be used to calmly reap the lives of devils.

However, today's protagonist is not a tank.

The cavalry wielding sabers is the protagonist of the battle.

The galloping horse brings strong impact, and the knight on horseback can wipe out the stubborn devils just by swinging the saber left and right.

After the one-sided charge, only the little devils in the edge area can stand, and the rest are dead souls under the sword.

It is advisable to be victorious and brave to chase the poor, not to be known as the overlord.

The cavalry company separated left and right, and wiped out the last remnants of the enemy.As long as those who have not put down their weapons and raised their hands to surrender, they will all be regarded as stubborn enemies and be eliminated.

Witnessing that the cavalry had been entangled with them for more than an hour like chopping melons and vegetables, and wiped out more than a hundred devils, the seventh company commander gasped.

"My mother, are the cavalry really that good?"

The soldiers on the side were also dumbfounded.

"My dear, is this the cavalry from the brigade? It's too powerful. Killing devils is like chopping watermelons."

"Simply neat, without sloppy, cavalry, a man's dream, it would be great if our independent regiment also had cavalry!"

"Didn't you see the tank? That big guy is strong enough. The little devil's bullets are like scratching an itch. There is no one else on the rampage. This is a man's dream!"

The soldiers talked a lot and were amazed.

Regardless of tanks or cavalry, the reinforcements really surprised them.

For an hour and a half, the enemy attacked their defense, and the two sides fought hard.

It must be admitted that those little devils were not bad at fighting, and they organized death charges again and again, hitting the position of the Seventh Company.

Seeing the popularity of their bayonets, the soldiers insisted on fighting the enemy, but they also paid a big price.

Charging cavalry is indeed much more lethal than infantry.

With the arrival of tanks and cavalry, they wiped out their troublesome enemies in an instant.

Without this disturbing enemy, they can return to the main position and relieve the pressure on the fifth, sixth, and eighth companies.

The seventh company commander told the company deputy to lead his people back to support the main position immediately, while he trotted to see the commander who led the support team.

Yuan Lang climbed out of the tank, and he needed to find a sign on the battlefield, so naturally he would not let go of any opportunity.

"Consultant Yuan, it's you!"

The seventh company commander came up to him and recognized him, and exclaimed in surprise.

If the brigade headquarters sent someone else, he might not recognize it, but if it was Yuan Lang, he was too familiar with it.

Many of the weapons and equipment of the independent regiment were provided by others, and the seventh company commander even fought side by side with him to fight a devil!
Seeing that they were acquaintances, it would be easier to talk. The fighting in the Mawangmiao position was fierce, with minor injuries unable to get off the line of fire, and no one to lift the seriously wounded.

In particular, Battalion Commander Zhong was seriously injured and unconscious. If he couldn't be lifted down to get timely treatment, he might die.

The seventh company commander was not qualified to let Jingui's cavalry go to the position to help them defend.

But it's not difficult to carry the wounded down from the position, right?

When Yuan Lang heard the appeal of the seventh company commander, he immediately said in a big way: "No problem, it's a trivial matter to carry the wounded down. I'll ask someone to run again and find some doctors from the rear."

He has never been stingy in lending a helping hand.

Call the cavalry company commander and tell him all the two things.

The cavalry company commander asked: "Consultant Yuan, then there will be no more battles?"

"The terrain here has no room for us to play. The next step is to be handed over to the infantry. Carry out my orders."

Before coming, the brigade commander handed over the command of this small unit to Yuan Lang.

He gave orders, and the cavalry company commander naturally followed them.

They didn't even care about cleaning the battlefield, and everyone was busy in the next round.

Time passed little by little, and the fierce battle continued.

By o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment and the New Regiment had already divided the enemies in the trench into sections, like cutting hairtail into sections.

The soldiers attacked from all sides and wiped out the Japanese and puppet troops.

The Japanese army huddled in a section of Mawang Temple was showing signs of decline.

Colonel Yokono watched another charge and was beaten down by the Eighth Route Army.

This time, the threat of the supervising team didn't work either.The charging soldiers retreated before even reaching the Eighth Route position.

Colonel Yokono was very angry. In his eyes, deserting was extremely shameful, "Bastard, shoot those guys who took the lead in retreating!"

The staff officer next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and persuaded him, "Captain, don't shoot the deserters, we don't have many soldiers on hand anymore."

Looking around, it seems that there are eight roads in all directions.

The Japanese army shrank within a range of less than 300 meters. At a glance, there were less than people who could still breathe.

Now, everyone is a force, killing a few more people is not good for oneself.

"Shoot the deserter who took the lead in retreating for me. Don't make him a bad example."

In the end, Colonel Yokono still compromised, but insisted on killing the worst one as a warning to others.

However, this cannot save the defeat.

The various troops were separated by eight routes and became sections one by one, unable to communicate, let alone support each other.

A large number of soldiers died in the previous battles, and now they are still breathing, and they are all desperate.

They have given up hope of breaking through, and now they are mechanically executing orders and making the last stubborn resistance.

It's nothing more than because the brainwashing is too deep, and there is an order from the officer, so I subconsciously follow it.

All the commanders could tell that the soldiers had lost their morale and were almost waiting to die.

If there were no reinforcements, they would have died here today.

"Persevere, as long as we persist until dark, reinforcements will arrive and we will be saved."

The officers yelled to cheer up the soldiers, which seemed to have some effect.

However, the combat staff next to Yokono Colonel only found it ridiculous.

Reinforcements, hehe!
Although they have already set off, they are still tens of kilometers away.

Persevere until dark and there will be reinforcements. It is just a piece of cake drawn by Your Excellency, to give everyone some confidence to continue to defend.

Maybe it's almost over.

It’s always a good spirit, not a bad spirit, he just thought so, a large number of grenades fell and exploded with a whistling sound, and the beeping bugle sounded through the ditch,
The Eighth Route Army from all directions rushed down like a tiger descending a mountain, and launched a final charge against them.

"Kill! Go!"

The combat staff officer was stunned by this spectacular scene, and he watched in despair.

Since the day he went to the battlefield, he had the consciousness of death.But I didn't expect to face such a situation at this moment.

"Send a telegram to the Commander."

Seeing that there are eight roads in all directions, Colonel Yokono also knew that his subordinates would definitely not be able to stop them.

He loudly recounted the farewell telegram to the radio operator: "Our army was surrounded by the enemy's superior forces and fought fiercely for four hours.

During the period, they kept trying to break through, but in the end they were outnumbered.

Now, our army has been unable to break through and is facing the enemy's final charge.

However, our army has a firm will and is determined to fight to the last soldier.Jade broken to Mingzhi.

Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live the Empire of Japan!

—— Yokono Taro worships. "

Just after the telegram was sent, soldiers from the Eighth Route Army rushed down and saw the radio station and Colonel Yokono in an officer's uniform.

"Look, that's a devil official, rushed up and captured him alive! The meritorious service belongs to our independent regiment!"

"Come on!"

The soldiers were red-eyed and desperately rushed towards Yokono Colonel.

Although Colonel Yokono didn't understand what those eight roads were shouting, he also understood that they were coming for him.

"Eight Grid Road!"

He pulled out the saber at his waist, clenched his hands tightly, and took the initiative to charge the enemy.

He was a samurai ready to die for His Majesty the Emperor, never taking his own life seriously.

Since you are defeated, then die on the way to the charge!

Encouraged by Colonel Yokono, the surrounding Japanese soldiers roared, picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

Bloody and will-testing hand-to-hand combat, like a large shotgun bullet, Yokono, who hasn't fought in person for a long time.

The body that has not been exercised for more than ten years is no longer able to adapt to intense hand-to-hand combat.

Stabbed one, and another came up.

He was short of breath, but his reaction was a beat slower, and his arm was chopped off.

The ghost-headed sword on the opposite side was faster than the next, and finally landed on his chest, knocking Yokono Osaku to the ground.

"Damn it, I hacked a big boss alive!" Kong Jie yelled excitedly, who can achieve such an achievement?

"Hey, I stabbed the officer's nest today, and I caught a big fish!"

He rushed forward with a ghost-headed sword in his hand, "Get out of the way, this lieutenant assistant belongs to me too!"

The officer who was wielding a samurai sword against the enemy did not react, was slashed on the neck with a knife, and fell down immediately.

A platoon leader whose head was robbed glared at him angrily, and was about to curse, but found out that it was the regiment leader.

That's not enough, "Head, why are you grabbing the head?"

Kong Jie didn't have time to pay attention to him, he brandished the devil's head sword, and took great pleasure in robbing people's heads.

As the head of the regiment, there will be fewer opportunities to fight with bayonets in person.Not to mention, hacking and killing ordinary soldiers of devils doesn't have the sense of accomplishment of killing devils officers.

"Hey, if the leader is robbing the head, then I will too!"

The battle to encircle and suppress the remnants of the enemy has become a competition for the head, and the soldiers are scrambling to kill the enemy.

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