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

East of the city, on Fugui Mountain, at the position of the 1st Battalion of the 5th Regiment, the sounds of gunfire and artillery were incessant.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers surged forward like a tide, and Battalion Commander Luo Yufeng roared:

"Brothers, let's fight the Japanese devils!"

The entire battalion's light and heavy firepower opened fire on the Japanese soldiers, instantly felling a large number of them. The remaining soldiers lay prone on the ground, exchanging fire with the defending troops from a distance.

Behind the Japanese soldiers, more than a dozen Type 92 heavy machine guns were providing long-range suppression. Bullets hit the ground, raising dust, and soldiers fell from time to time.

Although the new recruits had experienced actual combat, their combat skills were unlikely to improve significantly within a few days, and they were no match for the Japanese soldiers in marksmanship.

The original training corps had too high a proportion of new recruits, and its combat effectiveness declined significantly after the expansion of the unit, resulting in a clear gap with the Japanese.

The 33rd Infantry Regiment of the 16th Division, which attacked Luo Ying, was decimated by guerrilla detachments in Jurong and Tangshan, with more than 60% of its veterans lost. However, the quality of the reserve soldiers they replaced was far higher than that of the Training Corps, highlighting the significant gap between the two countries in terms of national defense mobilization.

Having also been replenished, the 33rd Infantry Regiment's combat strength was restored to at least 70%, and just a few hundred men put enormous pressure on Luo's camp's defense line.

Battalion Commander Luo should have been killed in Tiger Cave, but because the guerrilla detachment withdrew from the defenses of Tiger Cave, he is still alive.

Seeing that his marksmanship was no match for the Japanese soldiers, he decided to get closer before firing, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Brothers, get your grenades ready, bring them close before throwing them all at once!"

The platoon and company commanders understood immediately and instructed the communications officers to remind each squad, and the firepower quickly decreased. The veterans were firing, while the new recruits were all preparing grenades. They all came from rural areas in southern Hunan and had only fired five live rounds before going to the battlefield.

He was no match for the Japanese in marksmanship, but he was strong enough to throw stones very accurately in the village.

Seeing that the defending troops were being suppressed, the Japanese commander urged his soldiers to continue their charge, and the distance between the two sides closed faster and faster. With only forty or fifty meters left, the Japanese soldiers all straightened up, ready to charge into the defending troops' position in one fell swoop and then finish them off with bayonets.

Suddenly, a dense barrage of grenades, numbering over a hundred, was thrown from the defending troops' positions. The Japanese battalion commander's face changed drastically, and he rolled on the ground as the smoke from the explosions engulfed most of the Japanese soldiers.

Screams filled the air as the Japanese suffered heavy casualties. Before they could react, a second and third volley of grenades rained down. To enhance the effectiveness of the attack, the defenders opted to throw grenades in batches, unleashing five volleys in total, for a total of six hundred stick grenades.

This was a huge loss; the Japanese soldiers at the forefront were almost completely wiped out, and those who followed also suffered nearly half casualties. They really outmaneuvered the Japanese.

The offensive of the First Battalion of the Thirty-Third Regiment could no longer be sustained, and Luo's camp took the opportunity to drive them down, leaving corpses scattered all over the hillside.

Colonel Kengo Noda was furious and yelled. While other divisions had already entered the city to celebrate, the remaining troops at Zijin Mountain were still fighting to the death.

Not to mention the First and Second Peaks, the garrison around the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is also holding out, tying down a lot of the 16th Division's energy.

"You bunch of useless trash! You couldn't even conquer a small mountain like Mount Fugui! What use are you?!"

Xiaolingwei is located on Fugui Mountain, which is the barrier to enter the east of the city. Although the Ninth Division has already breached the city gate, the resistance of the Training Corps is still ongoing. The two sides are locked in a fierce battle, with each side intertwined with the other.

The senior staff officer said in a deep voice:

"The morale of the defenders of Fugui Mountain has dropped to rock bottom. The warriors were just about to break through the enemy lines. They have reached their limit."

"As long as the entire regiment launches a general offensive, we will surely annihilate them in one fell swoop!"

Colonel Noda's patience had worn thin. The Japanese soldiers were addicted to gambling, and under the urging of his senior staff, he finally made up his mind and coldly shouted:

"The mountain artillery company will use up all its ammunition, then launch a general offensive and kill all the Chinese!"

The senior staff officer gave a "hey" and left to carry out the order. Not long after, a barrage of artillery shells rained down on Luo's camp, and smoke enveloped the entire Fugui Mountain.

The Japanese were making a great commotion, and Qiu Fengzi, the commander-in-chief of the East City Group, worried about potential losses, so he said to Qin Qingwu, the commander of the Eighth Regiment:

"You will lead the 2nd Battalion, the directly subordinate artillery company, and the 2nd Supplementary Battalion to reinforce the enemy from the flank. You must relieve the siege of Fugui Mountain!"

The Eighth Regiment had just received reinforcements from two standard battalions in the Xiaguan direction, greatly increasing its strength. Qin Qingwu immediately stated:

"Mission accomplished!"

Qiu the Madman further confessed:

"Fugui Mountain is the passage for the main force to retreat to the First Peak. It must be held. After defeating the Japanese, the Second Supplementary Battalion will be handed over to them."

These are all veterans who have survived countless battles. Commander Zhao has also replenished them with a large number of submachine guns. They are a formidable force and will surely be able to hold the position.

Qin Qingwu gladly accepted the order and left. Qiu Fengzi's attention returned to the map. The Japanese attack was focused on the south city, and they were not under much pressure. The Fourth Regiment of the First Peak had not yet moved.

Shortly after Qin Qingwu left, the communications staff officer came over excitedly to report:

"Chief of Staff, good news! The Commander has sent two more replenishment battalions!"

Qiu Fengzi was overjoyed after hearing this. With these two replenishment battalions, he had even more cards to play.

At Mount Fugui, the artillery preparations were complete, and the 33rd Infantry Regiment launched a general offensive, leaving Colonel Noda with only a tattered infantry battalion.

It sounds like a lot, but there are only a little over 400 people. Although the 33rd Regiment has been replenished, each battalion only has seven or eight hundred people. After several losses, the entire regiment has only a little over two thousand people.

Colonel Noda deployed over 1300 men at once, attacking simultaneously on both flanks. With two battalions advancing side by side, Luo Ying's defensive line immediately began to falter.

With only a little over 400 men left in Luo's camp, facing an attack by several times their number of Japanese soldiers, Major Luo Yufeng knew he was unlikely to escape this time, so he shouted:

"Brothers, today Mount Fugui will be our final resting place. The feng shui here is excellent. The tombs of the Ming emperors and the Prime Minister are buried all around here."

We have died for our country, and our deaths are worthy of our cause. Let us go to the Yellow Springs together!

A new recruit from southern Hunan shouted loudly:

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm going to take someone down with me when I die!"

A platoon leader, a graduate of the Central Military Academy, raised his arm and shouted:

"We swear to fight to the death against this position!"

"Damn it, let's fight the Japanese devils!"

Slogans came one after another, and everyone was determined to die, coldly watching the Japanese soldiers approach.

Luo Yufeng loudly gave the order:

"Heavy machine gun company, mortar platoon, open fire!"

The last two Maxim heavy machine guns and two 20mm mortars in Luo's camp opened fire on the Japanese, implementing a long-range fire blockade.

As the machine guns swept across the area, rows of Japanese soldiers fell down, and artillery shells exploded in swathes, causing considerable casualties to the charging Japanese troops.

"Boom boom boom!"

A barrage of mountain artillery shells flew over from the foot of the mountain. The heavy machine guns on the left flank were destroyed, but those on the right flank continued unabated, showing no fear.

The Japanese infantry quickly advanced to the front of the position. Luo Yufeng ordered his men to fire, and everyone opened fire on the Japanese, killing and wounding many infantrymen.

The Japanese heavy machine guns, infantry guns, rapid-fire cannons, and light machine guns all rained down bullets on the defending troops' positions, causing a significant increase in casualties among Luo's soldiers and suppressing their firepower.

The final moment arrived. Facing the surging tide of Japanese soldiers, Luo Yufeng raised his rifle high and roared:

"Brothers, kill the Japanese devils!"

Luo Yufeng was the first to rush out of the position, followed closely by the others, who charged at the Japanese soldiers with bayonets in hand.

The two torrents collided instantly, and blood and flesh flew everywhere...

Colonel Noda put down his binoculars and, as usual, began to show off:

"These Chinese are true soldiers; after we've killed them all, we should give them military honors and a proper burial!"

The senior staff officer quipped:

"The fact that the regimental commander treats the Chinese as warriors is truly admirable, befitting a renowned general of the past!"

"Boom boom boom..."

A barrage of shells rained down from the sky, the violent explosions interrupting the senior staff officer's words and engulfing the Japanese mountain artillery company.

Colonel Noda's face changed drastically, and he cried out in terror:

"Enemy attack!"

The second volley of shells arrived as expected, landing in the Japanese regimental headquarters, and the battle situation changed drastically...