The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 395 Taking Down (Bonus Chapter 4450 for the Emergence of the Erotic Shadow Master)

Time: 4:10 PM.

Location: In the upper level of Bunker No. 13, the only double-layered fortress in Jieshou Mountain.

Looking up, they saw their two remaining bombers, both smoking, being driven away by the Nationalist Army's biplane fighters, which were significantly smaller, and finally beginning their retreat towards Nanning.

Colonel Yoshinosuke Miki, the commander of the Japanese garrison at Jieshou Mountain and the commander of the 21st Infantry Regiment, felt as if the sky was about to fall.

In a slightly trembling voice, he asked:
"Any news yet? When will the next air force support arrive?"

Faced with his question, a Japanese confidential staff officer, in an extremely dejected tone, gave a hopeless answer:

"They said the bombers refused to come and die because they had no escort."

They need to wait an hour for the naval carrier-based fighter jets to arrive before they can officially take off; so they hope we can hold on for at least another hour and a half.

Upon hearing this answer, Colonel Miki Yoshinosuke felt as if the sky had completely fallen.

By this point, they only had the summit of Jieshou Mountain left, and they still controlled the last fortress, No. 13.

Even after including all the lightly wounded, there were only about a hundred combat personnel.

On the contrary, the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment, along with the Nationalist Fifth Army, numbered at least a thousand men, and launched multiple waves of attacks, relentlessly launching a frenzied offensive.

There were at least twenty of those strange cannons that could be carried by a single person.

Bunker No. 13 had already been hit by several shells. If it weren't for its greater strength and larger area, it would have been captured by the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment long ago.

Therefore, Colonel Miki Yoshinosuke knew very well that they couldn't hold out for even half an hour, let alone another hour and a half.

So what he needs to consider now is whether to end his life by committing seppuku like a samurai.
Or, take a slightly easier approach: take the gun and shoot yourself.

In any case, as an Imperial Colonel, he absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Nationalist army alive, even if the opponent was the famous Hu Biao, the Tiger of Shanghai, whom he admired.

I must say, that Japanese colonel's prediction was quite accurate.

Twenty-three minutes later, at 4:33 p.m., Hu Biao led the charge into the lower level of Bunker No. 13 through an entrance that had been blasted open after being hit by more than a dozen rocket launchers.

The first thing you'll see is that the place is full of Japanese corpses.

Faced with his arrival, the remaining dozen or so wounded Japanese soldiers roared like wild beasts, brandishing their bayonets or wielding their entrenching tools and launched a counterattack.

Without a second thought, he and several brothers behind him pulled the triggers of their submachine guns, easily knocking the Japanese soldiers to the ground.

Without lingering for even a second, Hu Biao led the way and rushed towards a narrow staircase leading to the second floor.

Just as he reached the top of the stairs, a sense of danger rushed over him, causing him to stop abruptly and roll to the left.

Although his movements were a bit clumsy, he managed to dodge a burst of bullets and save his life.

As Hu Biao rolled over, Zhong Shidao, who was following behind him, not only stopped but also pulled out a small melon grenade that he had captured.

He pulled back the safety, tapped the helmet, and threw it forcefully into the opening leading to the second floor.

Perhaps it was the thought of being able to completely capture the last Japanese position so soon, and the fact that the whole process was going so smoothly that this man, who had once been a private first class in the Central Training Corps, was a little too excited.

He used every ounce of strength he had when he threw that little melon grenade.

So this little melon grenade, carrying considerable force, not only flew into the upper level, but also bounced multiple times after hitting the wall.

Finally, with a 'thud,' it landed at the feet of Colonel Miki Yoshinosuke.

Before this, Colonel Yoshinosuke Miki, filled with sorrow, pulled out a pistol and put it in his mouth, preparing to end his life in this way.

Just as I was about to pull the trigger, the grenade at my feet exploded.

In an instant, he felt himself fly up, while his lower body was riddled with holes.

When he crashed to the ground, he was still somewhat conscious, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, let alone finish him off.

He couldn't even ask another soldier for help to finish him off. At that moment, he desperately hoped his wounds would be more severe so that he wouldn't fall into the hands of the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment alive.

Then, as the image gradually blurred, he, who could understand Mandarin, felt someone lean down and quickly rummage through his broken body, and heard the following conversation:
"Reporting to Commander Hu, this Japanese colonel is seriously injured; even his testicles have been blown off."

However, his upper body wasn't seriously injured. After a penicillin injection and a trip to the hospital, he'll survive. At worst, he'll be a grandfather.

"He's lucky! If he hadn't become a eunuch, I wouldn't have bothered to keep this Japanese soldier alive. It's not uncommon to find Japanese colonels like this as prisoners of war."

Another voice rang out, and judging from the tone, it should be the famous Hu Biao, the Tiger of Shanghai.

After hearing that he had not only fallen into Hu Biao's hands, but would no longer even be considered a man, he was deeply saddened.

Colonel Yoshinosuke Miki spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely.

His sudden, zombie-like act of vomiting blood startled Hu Biao, who nearly riddled him with bullets with his submachine gun, thus satisfying Miki Yoshinosuke's desire to die.

However, after discovering that the guy had completely passed out, he still felt that the greatest punishment for him was to live such an incomplete life, and he released the trigger while cursing.

Then, something came to mind.

While pulling a battle flag with the character "death" from a backpack behind him, he shouted loudly:
"Quickly, quickly raise our flag! The whole nation is waiting..."

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On December 25, 12, at 4:39 PM, the gunfire and shouts of killing on Jieshou Mountain suddenly stopped completely.

In a sense, this means that Jieshou Mountain, the most crucial high point of Kunlun Pass, has returned to the hands of the Nationalist army.

The recapture of the main position at Kunlun Pass should not take long.

But at this moment, the members of the Fifth Army of the National Revolutionary Army at the foot of the mountain, as well as the foreign devils such as Andrei, looked at each other in disbelief.

The main problem is that everything that happened today was too surreal for them; the changes were happening too fast.

Initially, they thought Hu Biao's promise to take Kunlun Pass in just two days was a huge joke and a boast that was bound to be exposed.

Then, they thought that Hu Biao's declaration of taking Jieshou Mountain for dinner was also an impossible task.

What's the result? The Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment launched its attack at 12:30 PM, and only three hours and ten minutes have passed since then.

Furthermore, the casualties were estimated to be only around six or seven hundred, yet they managed to capture Jieshou Mountain, which was guarded by at least a thousand Japanese soldiers and had a complete fortification complex.

Such a brilliant and unreal result was almost unbelievable to them.

After a minute or two, the situation finally changed.

The Japanese flag that had been flying on Bunker No. 13 on the hilltop was suddenly brought down; then a battle flag of the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment was raised in its original position.

After seeing this battle flag, no one had any more doubts.

They jumped and cheered loudly, releasing their overwhelming joy.

Amidst the huge cheers, a truck hurriedly stopped in front of the starting line; the group of people who had just jumped off the truck were completely dumbfounded when they saw what was happening.

Because they were reporters from the Nationalist government's Central News Agency and some other major newspapers stationed in Guilin, a group of reporters rushed to the scene.

After all, ever since the broadcast announced that the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment had taken over the main attack mission at Kunlun Pass, and that Hu Biao and Regiment Commander Hu had pledged to capture the pass within two days, this was a significant development.

The battle at Kunlun Pass has become a major news story.

However, even the most optimistic among them, when discussing among themselves along the way, believed that it would be the best possible outcome if the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment could complete its mission within two days despite heavy casualties.

In reality? They only just arrived, and they've already captured this crucial high ground?

Then, once they realized what was happening, they immediately grabbed their cameras and started snapping away, as if film were free.

However, the most extravagant group was the group of reporters from the Central News Agency headquarters, who actually brought a radio with them.

They sent back a brief message as quickly as possible: Jieshou Mountain! Taken…

(End of this chapter)