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

At the headquarters of the 6th Infantry Brigade, the battle in the direction of the main position in Ōba continued all night. Major General Yoshiyuki Akiyama was on edge and did not sleep a wink.

With dawn approaching, the acting commander of the 7th Regiment was already yawning repeatedly, and Chief of Staff Lieutenant Colonel Kurokawa Ginji quickly urged him to stop.

"It's almost 5 a.m., why don't you take a nap? I'll keep an eye on things and report back if anything happens."

Akiyama Yoshiyuki was indeed tired, and knowing that the battle in Oba couldn't be rushed, and that Kurokawa Ginji meant well, he nodded and said:

"Alright, then thank you for your hard work, Kurokawa-kun. Yamamoto-kun, you should go and rest too. I'll just take a nap on my cot."

Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto was previously the adjutant of the 35th Regiment. After Kazuo Isa was killed, he temporarily took over as the regimental commander.

This was originally seen as a golden opportunity for Yamamoto to rise in rank, and now was the time to prove himself in front of Akiyama Yoshiyuki, so he immediately said:

"General, I'd better go and inspect the defenses first, lest someone neglect their duties."

Yoshiyuki Akiyama praised:

"Yoshi, Yamamoto-kun is really doing his job. I'm leaving the defense to you. We absolutely cannot be careless."

"Hey, General, don't worry, I'm just going out for a stroll."

After leaving the command post, Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto hurriedly inspected the position, slapped the officer on duty a few times, and then returned to his regimental headquarters to catch up on sleep.

Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto had just lain down when a barrage of shells came hurtling down, instantly shattering the tranquility of the early morning.

Many Japanese soldiers were sent back to their hometowns early in the morning. Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto was so frightened that he rolled off his cot and onto the floor, asking in terror:

"Baka yarou, what's going on?"

Major Nakajima, the regimental senior staff officer, rushed over to report:

"Oh no! The Chinese have attacked!"

"Baka yarou, where did this Chinese come from, disturbing the morale of the army?"

Major Nakajima hadn't expected the Chinese to attack the regimental headquarters again. His first reaction was to run away as fast as possible and get away from Zhao Yunwen, that killing god.

Before Major Nakajima could answer, a second volley of shells rained down, one of which exploded outside the command post, sending a buzzing sound through the air.

Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto no longer doubted anything and rushed out of the field tent, searching for the direction from which the shells had come.

He was shocked to find that the Chinese had already reached the flank and rear of the camp and were shelling the core position where the brigade headquarters was located.

The artillery fire was extremely intense, including Schneider mountain guns, Type 20 mortars, and a considerable number of Type 92 infantry guns!

Shells rained down, turning the encampment into a mangled mess, and the terrified soldiers fled in all directions.

The rebuilt troops had long lost their spirit; the defeated and replacement soldiers had weak fighting will, and they were afraid of the sound of artillery and ran around in all directions.

The artillery battalion directly under the Security Regiment fired at them, with more than a dozen cannons of various sizes firing fiercely at the Japanese, and the effect was immediate.

Second Regiment Commander Lu Ping was beaming. This was his first time independently commanding a battle, and a battalion-sized one at that, which made him very proud.

Zhao Yunwen had already instructed him that the key to this battle was to defeat the Japanese as quickly as possible, without giving them time to react, otherwise the Second Regiment's numerical disadvantage would be magnified.

Therefore, the attack must be "fierce," letting the cannons do the talking.

Despite the risk of being caught by the Japanese division's artillery regiment, the artillery battalion fired twelve rounds, more than two hundred shells, which cost the Japanese their lives.

The newly formed 7th Regiment appears to be all show and no substance, but in reality, its combat strength is limited and its fighting spirit is even weaker.

Under the artillery battalion's precise fire, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties, and the survivors scattered in all directions, searching for cover to save their lives.

Shanpao quickly spoke up to stop him:

"Baka yarou, hold the line!"

"Don't run! Quickly protect His Excellency the General!"

Lieutenant Colonel Yamamoto brandished his sword to suppress the enemy, slashing down several deserters before finally managing to bring the situation under control.

But he was not happy at all. Based on his understanding of the Chinese, he knew that this attack could not have been carried out by only artillery; he just didn't know how many infantrymen had come.

At this time, the Japanese troops were in a state of panic, suffered heavy casualties, had low morale, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Second Regiment Commander Lu Ping lowered his binoculars and coldly shouted:

"Bugler, sound the charge!"

"Brothers, follow me and kill the Japanese devils!"

The resounding bugle call pierced the sky, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard it. A battalion of over a thousand soldiers shouted in unison and charged towards the Japanese invaders like an overwhelming tidal wave.

The battalion's machine gun company accompanied the attack; as soon as the Japanese machine guns appeared, the shells would fall as if they had eyes, tearing them apart.

The Japanese soldiers were terrified and hastily engaged in battle under the orders of their officers. They unleashed a barrage of light and heavy machine gun fire in an attempt to stop the battalion from breaking through the enemy lines.

The soldiers at the front were swept down in droves, and the directly subordinate 60mm mortars were immediately set up, with Browning medium machine guns providing long-range suppression. Before long, mortar shells began to fall.

The machine gun was blown away, and the machine gun crew members were either killed or wounded. Before they could even finish firing a 30-round ammunition tray, the Type 92 heavy machine gun was destroyed, significantly reducing the Japanese firepower.

Compared to the Min-20 mortar, the 60mm mortar is lighter and more portable; one person can carry it, set it up, and fire it immediately, making it the best support firepower for infantry.

Without the suppression of heavy machine guns, the infantry of the First Battalion continued their assault, frightening the Japanese soldiers into hastily attempting to block them.

The 20mm mortar group deployed 800 meters away displayed its might, raining down bullets wherever there were many Japanese soldiers, causing chaos and defeat for the Japanese.

Within the Sixth Brigade headquarters, Major General Yoshihiro Akiyama was in a state of panic, as he might become the first major general to be captured alive.

Kurokawa Ginji also realized this and anxiously advised:

"General, we must break through now, or it will be too late!"

"Baka yarou! What is that bastard Yamamoto good for? Can't even his regiment stop the Chinese?"

Akiyama Yoshiyuki's furious roar, abandoning the 35th Regiment to flee for his life, left him with no face to save.

"General, the 7th Regiment is no longer of much use. The attacking Chinese have at least a dozen cannons, which means their strength is no less than a division."

If we don't turn back now, we'll repeat Isa-kun's mistake!

The shouts of battle grew clearer and clearer. Akiyama Yoshiyuki knew he could no longer hesitate, and he looked up to the sky and sighed:

"That bastard Yamamoto ruined my life!"

"Retreat!"

At the Ge Family Archway, Zhao Yunwen was also watching this life-or-death counterattack. It was very risky to launch a strong attack on the heavily defended brigade headquarters with an infantry battalion and an artillery battalion.

Zhao Yunwen was not absolutely certain; gambling was the dominant factor.

Victory! The large field was held, the Security Corps and the 109th Regiment preserved their strength, and the position was handed over intact to the 21st Army Group.

If they lose, the Security Corps will suffer a severe blow, destroying the foundation it has built up over three years.

Zhao Yunwen's heart was in his throat; he had never been so nervous before.

After Akiyama Yoshiyuki led the Sixth Brigade to a complete rout, Zhao Yunwen excitedly pumped his fist, his back soaked with sweat.

He didn't need to capture Akiyama Yoshiyoshi; forcing them to break out would be enough to achieve his goal.

"It's settled, the venue is booked!"

"Bugler, sound the charge!"

"Commander Qin, it's your turn to go on stage!"