Sword: Heart of Iron

Chapter 60: A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood [Please order first! ]

"Those damn Japanese devils are such fucking bastards!"

Through the three-dimensional combat map, Wang Feng witnessed the tragedy in the village.

At this moment, he wished the battle map in his mind was not so clear.

The images of broken body parts, human tissue hanging from tree branches, and rivers of blood constantly assaulted Wang Feng's senses.

Having experienced so many battles and seen mountains of corpses on the battlefields, when inspecting the front lines, even if the dead soldiers were lying beside him, he could chew steamed buns as if nothing had happened.

But when I saw this scene clearly, I couldn't help but be shocked.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or if it’s really the case.

Wang Feng always felt that there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

However, the brigade headquarters is still one kilometer away from Nanhuaihua Village.

Sergei, who was standing by, noticed something was wrong: "Sir, what happened?"

Wang Feng took a few deep breaths and clenched his fists: "Take Nanhuaihua with all your strength, send the reserve troops up, and resolve the battle as soon as possible!"

Sergei was stunned. He had just set the tone for the battle and planned to conserve his strength and attack slowly.

How come it changed in the blink of an eye?

Although he didn't know why, he still obeyed the order and said, "Yes, sir!"

Under the fierce attack of the 1st Temporary Brigade, the remaining 400-odd Japanese troops were simply unable to support it.

With his retreat cut off, Kunisaki Noboru chose to lead the 1st Temporary Brigade into the village and fight a desperate battle with the help of houses and other shelters.

At the same time, he telegraphed the rest of the troops to shrink their defense lines and quickly send reinforcements to the Nanhuaihua area.

As the sun continued to rise, Japanese air fighters launched their final battle.

Zhang Hu looked at the fighter planes dropping bombs in the sky and kept muttering, "The Japanese planes are coming at the perfect time. You don't have to be too aggressive. When the time comes, Old Zhao will blow them all up!"

Just as the charging soldiers were about to enter the village, they were forced back by the Japanese aerial bombardment.

Zhao Fangyuan and the Third Regiment set out yesterday evening.

Yangmingbao Airport is 50 kilometers away from Nanhuaihua, and it has to cross a large area of enemy-occupied area, so it is impossible to reach it in one night.

The messenger came running:
"Captain!"

"Brigade orders, launch a full-scale attack, don't worry about casualties!"

Zhang Hu agreed, then turned around and shouted: "Brothers, it's just a few bird planes!"

"What's the big deal? Just follow me!"

"Go ahead and chop the little Japanese up!"

Seeing the First Brigade fighting loudly, Li Xianzhou was not willing to be outdone. He picked up his weapon and followed the charging team.

The 21st Division attacked from the flank, followed closely by the 54th Division.

The Japanese air force turned their heads and looked down at the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army soldiers rushing up below, and couldn't help but lament: "The 9th Brigade is going to be in trouble now."

The pilot was in the sky and naturally observed the scene of Nanhuaihua Village below.

Although the distance is high, the details cannot be seen clearly.

But the pilots could still see the large area of red land clearly.

This is the Loess Plateau, and there are only two reasons for the appearance of red soil.

Or maybe the pilot was dazzled.

Or the original yellow land is now dyed red by the blood of the Chinese people.

In fact, some Japanese pilots had noticed this village during the pre-war reconnaissance phase, and could clearly see from the sky that many refugees were heading there.

Nanhuaihua Village is about four kilometers away from Xinkou, Beitongpu Railway and Datong Highway.

It is far away from important transportation routes and located in remote mountains.

Logically speaking, Nanhuaihua Village is an excellent place to escape the war.

But the people who fled here could never have imagined that after they thought they were safe, they would be greeted by a hanging butcher's knife.

"kill!"

"Get out of the way and watch me chop that little Japanese devil to death!"

The soldiers shouted slogans and approached the village step by step.

The dozens of Japanese soldiers on the periphery were no match for the thousands of troops, and the battle was resolved in a few moves.

After breaking into the village, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

"This"

"This is... This is our Chinese people?"

Looking at the hellish scene before them, the soldiers' pupils contracted.

Heads were hanging on the trees. A breeze blew, and the branches swayed slightly, moving the objects hanging below.

His face was scratched by the bayonet, his ears and nose were missing, his skin and flesh were surging, and blood covered his entire cheeks.

Under the severe mental shock, I couldn't tell what it was for a while.
Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Some of them had just been chopped off, and blood was still dripping from them.

A strong smell of blood rushed straight towards the rifle.

The soldiers stood there in a daze for just a moment, less than a second, and then gunshots were heard.

The experienced veteran quickly hid behind the bunker: "The devils are trying to attract our attention, quickly find a bunker!"

The soldiers who came to their senses immediately launched a counterattack.

Compared with the previous calmness, everyone's eyes now revealed a strong hatred.

The terrain in the village was complex, and the Japanese army used houses and street walls as cover.

They also piled up a large number of civilian bodies in the middle of the road, trying to use them as sandbags to serve as a cover.

Li Xianzhou led his troops into the city and covered his mouth and nose as soon as he smelled blood.

He considered himself an experienced veteran. Having served in the army for so many years, he had experienced all kinds of big scenes, but the sea of blood and corpses before him still shocked him.

Li Xianzhou angrily scolded in his heart: "What a bunch of unscrupulous bastards!"

"Go ahead and chop them up!"

The battle soon came to an end, and the four hundred people were no match for the thousands of troops.

Nanhuaihua Village fell back into the hands of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

It’s a pity that the people here are no longer here.

Temporarily inside the 1st Brigade Command Post.

The messenger ran in: "Report to the commander!"

"We captured the enemy general alive."

(End of this chapter)