"Supreme commander! The Japanese are pressing on us!"
Niu Laosan said nervously to Han Bin when he saw two large Japanese troops and more than 2,000 people rushing up from the Yujialiang village.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just 2,000 Japanese? Do you think we are afraid of these two thousand people? Calm down! You should know that you are now the commander of a regiment and the commanding officer of a unit. Stop talking nonsense on this battlefield!”
Han Bin felt helpless. The officers under him were simply chasing ducks. There were not many talents that could be used.
"Tell the artillery battalion to fire their shells forward! Suppress the enemy's arrogance!"
Out of the 1,000 Japanese soldiers, 100 of them had already reached 100 meters away from the formation! These 2,000 or so Japanese soldiers had indeed given these new recruits some pressure.
However, they had just experienced the battlefield. His body had already begun to change.
He was no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning. The situation had greatly improved.
This made Han Bin very gratified. After this battle, these people would become veterans.
Han Bin had just ordered the artillery battalion to fire a few shots when the Japanese's 75mm mountain cannons started firing.
They followed the trail of the Dragon Army's cannon and chased after them.
The first round of test firing caused the Dragon Army to lose a mountain cannon.
Han Bin could not help but sigh at the Japanese's military quality at this time.
Immediately after, the artillery of both sides began to exchange artillery fire.
The artillery battalion was unable to support the frontline, so they could only rely on the mortars of the battalion to provide fire support.
"Warriors! For the Empire, attack!"
"Boarding ~ Boarding ~"
The Japanese officer waved his sword in the crowd and gave orders to attack. The Japanese soldiers also attacked the Dragon Guards desperately.
Several hot barrels were lying beside the MG34 machine gun.
Bullet shells were piled all over the ground.
"Bullets! Bullets! Where are the bullets?"
The MG34 machine gun in Wang Dazhu's hand ran out of bullets, and he immediately started shouting.
"Motherf * cker! reload!"
Seeing that he had not reloaded, Wang Dazhu was instantly furious. He turned around and saw that his ammunition hand was lying in a pool of blood. There was a shrapnel lodged in his temple.
The Spitfire fell. Wang Dazhu didn't say anything. He picked up a bullet from the ammunition box and loaded it onto the machine gun. Then, he started firing again.
At this point in the battle, there were only about 50 MG34 machine guns left.
However, even if there were only about 50 of them, their powerful firepower was enough to knock the Japanese down.
The soldiers of the 2nd Regiment had just been attacked by 1,000 people.
This time, he wasn't as nervous when he faced the Japanese.
The gun in his hand also began to fire bullets steadily.
The Japanese could not take another step forward after reaching the 200-meter mark.
It was as if the area within 200 meters was an insurmountable death line.
"Warriors of the Empire! Please display the spirit of Lord Naimi Xidian and pledge your loyalty to the empire!”
The captain of the second brigade waved his commanding knife and shouted in the crowd.
Naimu Xidian was known as a typical figure of the Bushido spirit. Before World War II, he was also known as the military god of Japan.
Therefore, when the Second Brigade's captain, Yongshan, roared slowly across the battlefield, the Japanese seemed to have taken stimulants. They began to charge towards the 2nd Regiment's position without any regard for their lives.
"Supreme commander! This Japanese guy had gone crazy! He actually charged forward without a care for his life!"
Niu Laosan muttered beside Han Bin.
"Humph! The Japanese were going all out! Get the people at the two lines of defense ready. Prepare to launch a counterattack at any time!"
Han Bin's eyes flashed coldly. If his subordinates were all veterans, with just this regiment, with such powerful firepower, they would have long lost their bearings. It was not their turn to attack.
.........
The gunshots continued, and the shouts continued. One by one, the Japanese fell into a pool of blood.
Countless people from the second regiment also fell under the grenade launcher.
"Great Captain! Let's retreat! If this continues, our 2nd Battalion will be finished!”
Behind the Japanese, a senior captain was looking at Yongshan with a pleading expression.
"Pa ~! Your warrior is not! Even if we fight to the death, there's still the Third Brigade! The empire still has countless troops!"
Yongshan slapped the senior captain!
"Hey!"
"Lead your squadron and charge!”
"Hey!"
The Japanese kept falling, but they didn't retreat. Not a single one.
Armed with the Bushido spirit, they were terrifying.
However, their casualties were also very high.
When Han Bin saw that more than half of them had died, he immediately shouted,""Everyone, fix your bayonet! Use the speed of a bullet to solve it!"
"Kacha ~ Kacha ~"
The sound of a bayonet was heard. A metallic light was reflected from the trenches.
"Bullets retreat!"
When the ghost saw the metallic light, he knew that the other party was going to use their bayonet. He couldn't help but be overjoyed.
In fact, Han Bin had his own men go up and use bullets to finish them off. This was also for a reason.
Although these new recruits had shot a few times and killed people before, they were still not able to kill.
However, it wasn't as touching as killing people at such a close distance.
Killing someone with a gun at such a close distance brought about the greatest feelings. It was also the best catalyst for them to become veterans.
"Yuxi! The Chinese are out of bullets!"
The regimental commander behind thought that Han Bin and the others had run out of bullets. The gloominess in his eyes instantly changed.
These Japanese were not afraid of a fight with a bayonet.
They were very confident in their skills.
However, what happened next made the regiment commander feel like his eyes were about to burst.
"Bang ~ Bang ~"
Countless gunshots continued.
The Garand Rifle was very powerful, but its penetrating power was not as strong as the Type 38 Rifle.
Moreover, it penetrated a Japanese's body and hit one of his own. Moreover, it injured or even killed one of his own. The possibility of this was really not too high.
If you won the lottery, you could only say that you didn't cross the road when you went out in the morning.
"Baka! Shameless! Shameless! How shameless! I'm not a Chinese warrior!"
The regimental commander felt like he was about to faint. How could they not have the spirit of a warrior?
He actually did this.
Some people! He led an army to invade other people's land, and in the end, he actually called them shameless.
Didn't he know that war was about resorting to all means?
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