Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 174 I Want to Build a Jingguan
After the two old Japanese soldiers reached a consensus, they joined forces and broke out to the left wing. At this time, there were only more than 700 Japanese soldiers left, and even with the fast squadron, there were only more than 800 soldiers.

The 4th Guerrilla Battalion of the 2nd Detachment exited the blocking position. Two armored vehicles of the fast squadron had been destroyed by rocket launchers, and several trucks were also broken down by mortar bombs. The remaining Japanese soldiers huddled behind the trucks and put up a desperate resistance.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the captain of the Fourth Battalion immediately ordered a general attack, and the countdown to the end of the fast squadron began.

The end of the world also came to the Dajing Squadron, which had been used as bait before. They have now lost their value;
The third detachment, Ou Xiaoquan's battalion, which surrounded them, also sounded the charge. It was indeed a bit bullying for thousands of people to besiege the last few dozen Japanese devils.

Noda Takeo, whose one eye was blinded, was still alive. After being bandaged by the medical soldiers, he continued to fight. He stared with a fierce eye and kept firing. He didn't care whether he could kill the enemy or not, at least it could give him courage.
Facing the overwhelming Chinese people rushing towards him, he could already smell the scent of death.

Even though he didn't take the lives of Chinese people seriously, he got scared when it came to his own turn;

He doesn't want to die, but unfortunately he has no say in this!

The Chinese quickly rushed to him. He raised his Nambu pistol and prepared to make a last-ditch effort. However, his gun was not faster than Lieutenant Lu Xiangdong's box gun. He was hit by several bullets and turned into a sieve.

"pain!"

This murderous devil actually cried out in pain when he was being killed, so the best way to deal with these devils is to kill them - only dead devils are good devils!
The Dajing Squadron was annihilated by Ou Xiaoquan's team without any suspense. When inspecting the spoils, Ou Xiaoquan was completely furious at the bloodstained carts of valuables and shouted:
"Chop off the heads of these bastards, I'm going to build a Jingguan!"

As the Dajing Squadron and the Fast Squadron were successively annihilated, the Japanese in the main battlefield of Huludu also reached the end of their road;
The Second Detachment's four infantry battalions and one artillery battalion, totaling nearly 4 people, besieged several hundred remaining Japanese soldiers. If there was still suspense, Liao Jianping would have been able to kill himself by grabbing a piece of tofu.

Inside the encirclement, Lieutenant Colonel Ohara and Major Nakao looked at each other and smashed the radio with a knife. They had just sent a farewell message to the regiment, and then said:

"Nakao-kun, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor. See you in the Yasukuni Ghost Toilet!"

Nakao also slowly drew out his ancestral sword, bowed to Lieutenant Colonel Ohara and said:
"Give me the order!"

"Warriors, kill the chicken!"

"Brothers, charge! No one will be left alive!"

Liao Jianping issued an order for a general attack. Thousands of soldiers rushed towards the Japanese like a tidal wave, and annihilated them in an instant.

Lieutenant Colonel Ohara and Major Nakao were almost stabbed into a hornet's nest by bayonets. The remaining 300-plus Japanese soldiers were all wiped out, and the Second Detachment also suffered hundreds of casualties.

The devils of the 16th Division were indeed strong, but Liao Jianping needed their heads to train his troops, so it was worth paying some price;
If one side is not brave enough to launch a charge against the Japanese when the wind is favorable, no matter how many troops there are, it will be useless. The most effective training ground is the battlefield!

"Clean up the battlefield and finish off all the Japanese. Commander Yue said that all the Japanese in the 16th Division should have their heads chopped off and used as a memorial."

In Kunshan City, at the Ninth Regiment Headquarters, Colonel Katagiri no longer had the arrogance he had before. He seemed to have realized that he had been tricked by the Chinese, and said to Major Nakata:

"Mr. Nakata, Mr. Ohara has sent a farewell message. The Ohara and Nakao squadrons have all served the Emperor loyally, and the Oi squadron is likely to be in danger.

If I am not mistaken, it won't be long before they arrive at Kunshan City, with the goal of destroying the baggage stored in the city. This is half a month's supply for several divisions on the Jinling front, and it must not be lost, let alone seized by the Chinese.
So now we must prepare for the worst. I will give you an important task. Once the city is breached, you will detonate all the ammunition, turning the entire Kunshan city into ruins and killing them all.

Whatever the Imperial Army cannot protect will be destroyed. Do you understand?"

Lieutenant Colonel Nakata took the order and left. He needed to make arrangements in advance. As a group of people who were most deeply poisoned by the spirit of Bushido, they never took their own lives or the lives of others lightly.
When he thought of dragging thousands of Chinese people to hell, a sinister smile appeared on Major Nakata's face. He would never hand over the supplies to the Chinese.

After receiving the farewell telegrams from the two battalions, Kunshan City was under martial law, and all the guns of the field artillery squadron and rapid-fire artillery squadron were placed on the city walls;

All the remaining Japanese soldiers of the 9th Regiment and the Kunshan Garrison Battalion were also on high alert. Any Chinese who approached the city wall were shot dead. Colonel Katagiri still had the illusion of defending Kunshan City.

He had reported the situation to the 16th Division Commander Nakajima Imao and requested tactical guidance;

The main force of the 16th Division was attacking Nanjing, and distant water could not quench immediate thirst, so they had to hand over the problem and report it directly to the commander of the expeditionary army, Iwane Matsui.

General Matsui Iwane was immediately furious. No one knew better than him the consequences of losing Kunshan, which would even affect the entire Nanjing strategy and his life's glory.

"Bakayaloo! Can anyone tell me what's going on?

Tens of thousands of elite Chinese troops suddenly appeared in the rear. Are all the intelligence departments idiots? Hurry up and find out which unit it is! "

Chief of Staff Mamoru Iinuma didn't know how to respond to Matsui Iwane, so he just said:

"It is impossible that there are tens of thousands of Chinese regular troops in the rear, and the intelligence department is not so incompetent. It is very likely that Colonel Katagiri is looking for excuses for his failure."

"Bakayaro, this bastard Katagiri has a very bad conscience!
Telegraph to Mr. Nakajima that he must defend Kunshan City for three days. I will immediately order the Ninth Division to rush to Kunshan City for assistance. "

The 2th Division was about to be transferred to the Nanjing front, so he could just let them go directly to Kunshan to relieve the siege. However, it would take time to deploy a division, and it would take at least two days to arrive, so he asked the Katagiri Regiment to hold on for three days.

After giving the order, he added:
"Order the intelligence department to find out which army is besieging Kunshan City as soon as possible! Quickly!"

Major General Iinuma Mamoru took the order and left. Although Matsui Iwane had made the best response, he was still worried that Kunshan City would not be able to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

Now several main divisions have been entangled with China's peripheral forces. It is difficult to withdraw a part of them to reinforce Kunshan City. He can only pin his hopes on the Ninth Division.

The Japanese intelligence department was indeed very efficient. Just when the second and third detachments were approaching the city of Kunshan, Iinuma Mamoru delivered the intelligence that Matsui Iwane wanted most.

"Songhu Guerrilla Column? What kind of unit is this? What do you mean by possible? Can this word appear in the vocabulary of the intelligence department?"

After reading it, Matsui Iwane became furious again. He has been a little irritable lately.

(End of this chapter)