Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

Major Kato's face was extremely grim. The battle on Banshanqiao Street seemed familiar, just like the one in Nancheng.

The difference was that the firepower was much stronger; the shells from the top of Ma'anshan Mountain caused heavy casualties among the charging warriors.

The northern part of the city was deserted, and the defending troops occupied the high ground. The Japanese infantry were completely exposed to heavy firepower. Just by passing through the fire-blocked area, the Kato Battalion suffered more than a hundred casualties.

After finally breaking into the neighborhood, they encountered fierce resistance from the defending troops, fighting street by street and alley by alley. Sometimes, in order to capture a single house, several or even a dozen lives had to be lost.

The street fighting revealed a terrifying aspect; Kato's four or five hundred men charged in and barely made a splash.

The chaotic gunfire and the ubiquitous defenders made the fighting increasingly disheartening and despairing.

Kato's men are dwindling; they've all been sent out, leaving only a guard squad. He can't even contact a company commander now.

What started as a probing attack turned into a frenzy, and the entire battalion was engulfed in a sea of ​​street fighting.

Acting platoon leader Lin Yongwang only had one squad left. He had long since recovered from the serious injuries he suffered in Luodian. With the expansion of the army and the promotion of platoon leaders, Lin Yongwang got the job of acting platoon leader.

His qualifications were more than enough to qualify him for promotion to platoon leader. After all, he was a veteran of the Northeast Army, had participated in the battle of Beidaying, and had served in the Second Security Regiment for more than four years.

Unfortunately, there were too many cultural soldiers in the Second Security Regiment, and he only had a primary school education, making it extremely difficult for him to be promoted to officer.

But the path wasn't blocked. If he could earn more military merit and study in the training corps for three months, he could get rid of the word "acting".

Thinking about these things made him very excited, and the few Japanese soldiers who had sneaked in from the front became shining military achievements in his eyes.

"Listen to my orders, let them get closer before you attack!"

The Japanese soldier who was lassoed by Lin Yongwang was also a veteran. He had fought against the Northeast Army in Manchuria with the First Division in his early years. The two were like old enemies.

Hideaki Iwasaki's squad was down to seven men. They had been chasing two stragglers into an alley, but after turning east and west, they lost track of them.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. Private First Class Tsubasa Tanigawa felt a chill run down his spine and said in a trembling voice:

"Iwasaki-senpai, something's wrong, there's a conspiracy!"

Before Sergeant Iwasaki could speak, the corporal kicked him and cursed angrily:

"You idiot, you're not the real one—"

The crisp sound of a gunshot interrupted him. Hasegawa screamed in fright, having just witnessed the corporal's head being blown apart, just like violently ripping open a watermelon.

The sniper from the Ninth Platoon shot the corporal. His gunshot was the order, and Lin Yongwang pulled the trigger as well, the bullet heading straight for Sergeant Iwasaki.

Unfortunately, the shot missed. Iwasaki, the old Japanese soldier, had a strong sense of danger. The moment the gun fired, his body reacted instinctively, dodging the fatal blow.

The automatic riflemen rushed out from the intersection of the alley and fired two long bursts at the Japanese soldiers, taking down three of them.

Behind them, several soldiers emerged, armed with submachine guns and rifles, and opened fire on the remaining Japanese soldiers.

"Send a telegram to the Second Regiment, ordering the Second Battalion and the Isolated Battalion to prepare for a counterattack. When the Japanese break out, do not forcibly block their way, but instead attack them layer by layer, peeling off their skin from both flanks and eliminating them one by one."

Our main forces are stationed in the west, south, and north; they can't escape!

After listening, Xie Polu understood Zhao Yunwen's tactics. This way of fighting would minimize the cost, since there were still several thousand Japanese soldiers left, and forcibly swallowing them would easily cause them to burst.

Zhao Yunwen never intended to annihilate an entire infantry brigade; that was unrealistic. What he wanted was to beat a drowning dog mercilessly, rout it, cripple it, and relentlessly pursue it!

After thoroughly understanding Zhao Yunwen's tactical intentions, Xie Polu hurriedly went to mobilize troops, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the Japanese.

Zhao Yunwen, on the contrary, became a hands-off manager. Watching Xie Polu's busy figure, he could only shake his head with a wry smile.

I was treating the martyrs like cattle and horses, which was rather unethical.

"It's all for the Japanese devils!"

Zhao Yunwen found a reason for himself, and then turned his gaze to the outside of the city—it was time to deal with them!

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