Courtyard Houses: Longevity Since the War of Resistance

The support was provided by the 1st Company of the 3rd Battalion, which I led.

"Zheng Dapao, stay close to me!" I yelled back, then ran even faster.

In large-scale warfare, a grenade that can be thrown accurately and far is a powerful weapon.

"Commander, look!" Zheng Dapao suddenly shouted, pointing ahead.

I looked in the direction he was pointing, and good heavens, the entire position of the First Battalion was swarming with Japanese soldiers. Those damned bastards, relying on their numbers, were charging forward recklessly.

The battlefield was filled with smoke, and gunfire rang out incessantly, like popping beans.

"Big Cannon, let's give them a good beating!"

Zheng Dapao's eyes lit up: "Commander, just you wait and see!"

We found a small hill, from which we could see the Japanese artillery positions from a high vantage point. The Japanese artillerymen were busy loading shells and had no idea that we would attack from the side.

"Fire at the artillery first!" I picked up a grenade and weighed it in my hand.

Zheng Dapao followed suit and grabbed two grenades as well. The kid was strong; the grenades were like pebbles in his hands.

"One, two, three, throw!"

We both exerted force simultaneously, sending the grenades flying in a sharp arc towards the Japanese artillery position. The cannon's accuracy wasn't as good as mine, after all, I was the king of throwing, but he had also trained, so his throws were more lethal than those of the average soldier.

The shell I threw landed perfectly in the middle of a pile of shells.

boom!!!!!

The deafening explosion shook the entire hilltop, turning the Japanese artillery positions into a kaleidoscope of reds—a vibrant, multicolored red.

The Japanese soldiers all ate the fruit that had been torn into pieces.

"Amazing, Commander!" Zheng Dapao rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Again!"

We threw grenades with increasing enthusiasm, raining them down on the Japanese soldiers as if they were free. The brothers of the First Battalion on the position, seeing this, immediately perked up.

"Brothers, the regimental commander has brought reinforcements!" Zhao Dahai shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Get the hell out of here!"

The soldiers of the First Battalion, who had been struggling to hold on, were now filled with renewed vigor, charging down the mountain with shouts of battle. Bayonets gleamed coldly in the setting sun, and their battle cries shook the heavens and the earth.

As I threw grenades, I observed the battlefield situation. The Japanese commander was jumping up and down cursing.

"I'll teach you to curse me!"

I timed the explosion perfectly and threw it with all my might. The grenade traced a beautiful arc in the air and landed on the Japanese commander's head, blowing him and several other Japanese soldiers to pieces.

Great shot!!! If the Chinese men's football team had my accuracy, they would have won the World Cup long ago.

Without their commander, the Japanese troops were in complete chaos, like headless flies.

"Brothers, the Japanese are trying to escape!" Zhao Dahai, with his sharp eyes, was the first to spot the Japanese's movements.

"Trying to run? No way!" I roared.

"Make me dumplings!"

The soldiers, who had been holding back their energy for a long time, immediately split into two groups upon hearing the order, flanking the enemy from both sides. The Japanese were trapped, surrounded by our men on all sides.

Zheng Dapao was now in a frenzy, having run out of grenades, he picked up a fallen comrade's rifle and continued firing. This guy's marksmanship... well, how to put it... three shots and he'd be dead.

We need to go back and let him train with Lu Yuan. Fortunately, he's smart enough to know to specifically target Japanese officers.

The battle lasted for another half hour, until the last remaining Japanese soldiers were wiped out. The battlefield was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Zhao Dahai limped over, his face covered in blood and mud. "Commander, if you had come any later, you would have had to offer incense to me every year."

I patted him on the shoulder, "Well done! You didn't disgrace the War God Corps!"

Just then, the communications officer ran over to report: "Commander, the Second Battalion, with the support of the Third Battalion, has also held off the Japanese attack and is organizing a counterattack."

"Well done!" I exclaimed, my spirits lifted.

"Those in the battalion who can still move, come with me! The rest of you, clean up the battlefield and retrieve everything usable! We'll have extra food for you tonight when we get back!"

When I arrived at the Second Battalion's position with the few dozen men who were still able to move, the battle was already over.

Wang Tiezhu, his face dark with anger, kicked a tin can away, cursing, "Damn it, seventy or eighty Japanese devils got away!"

On the battlefield, soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield. The fallen comrades were carefully carried aside, covered with clothes, and the captured guns and ammunition were piled up into a small mountain.

I walked over to Wang Tiezhu, watching the dust kicked up by the fleeing Japanese cars in the distance, and patted him on the back: "Alright, seventy or eighty stray dogs, let them go. Look, we've still managed to leave nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers behind. It's a victory, a great victory!"

Wang Tiezhu, panting heavily, looked much better and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "Those bastards got off easy! Commander, I'm furious!"

"That's what I'm angry about, I'll keep this anger burning!" I looked around at the land that I had just won with my blood.

"Next time, we'll settle the score with those Japanese devils, with interest!"

By the time the battlefield was completely cleaned up, it was pitch black.

Each battalion returned to Yangchang County and set up camp outside the town. Bonfires were lit, and pots of food were bubbling away, with canned beef that had been captured being sliced ​​into them, filling the air with a delicious aroma.

The soldiers sat around the fire, eating heartily and talking excitedly in hushed tones.

We fought this battle so hard, and it was so inspiring!

Just then, the communications soldier entered the camp. Before he even arrived, his excited voice rang out: "Good news! The Japanese reinforcements in various locations have halted their advance and begun to tighten their defensive lines!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the camp, immediately eliciting an uncontrollable cheer.

Dan Tiexin walked up to me with the battle report he had just received. "Old Li, it's a success! We've really ignited the fire in Shanxi! The higher-ups have reported that, taking advantage of the opportunity we created, all units have launched a full-scale counterattack. Now, except for Taishi and a few surrounding strongholds which are still in the hands of the Japanese, we have liberated most of Shanxi!"

As I took the battle report and looked at the changes in the enemy and our own positions marked on it, I was filled with excitement.

Who could have imagined that the initial trigger for this great battle, which shook the entire Jin region and changed the strategic landscape, was simply that beast Takeuchi harming a few unarmed children.

Children are the future of a country. If children lose all hope, the country will cease to be a country, and the family will cease to be a family.