The Jiaozhou Peninsula was already in chaos. Both the Japanese and Han Fuqu had mobilized their own armies. If they fought again and continued to expand, it would be another war between the two countries. At that time, who would bear the responsibility!
At the Tangde train station, the Iron Blood Army was the attacking party. The three infantry battalions and the support troops from the regiment headquarters had suppressed all the troops crazily at 9:09 pm. Zhou Tao's two infantry companies, Zhu Zhengwen's second battalion, Zheng Chun's third battalion, and Sun Qichang's regiment guard company. The night was dark, and the endless troops seemed to want to completely swallow the Japanese Tangde train station. The monstrous flames were spinning on the railway that had already become ruins. It had completely become a graveyard of death!!!
Da da da da!
Thud!
The fierce metal torrent was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. No matter where the Japanese hid, they would be suppressed by the heavy firepower of the Iron Blood Army. There was no other way. If they relied solely on the combat ability of the Iron Blood Army, they would obviously not be able to cause trouble to these Japanese. However, thanks to the four 75mm rapid-fire mountain cannons, the Japanese's heavy machine gun fortifications and grenade launchers would often appear as soon as they appeared. Even if they were suppressed by the Iron Blood Army, they would not be able to raise their heads. Therefore, after this exchange, the Japanese's enthusiasm for war had almost disappeared!
Zhu Zhengwen's 2nd Battalion was the fiercest and also the unit with the most casualties. There was no other way. When the artillery of the regiment headquarters did not provide reinforcements, the 2nd Battalion had to withstand the firepower of a large Japanese infantry unit. Therefore, it was understandable that they suffered a little more casualties!!!
Zhu Zhengwen was like a mad man who had gone mad from killing. He didn't know where he was, what he should do, or why he was here. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill, to kill all these Japanese bastards!!
The battle had reached a white-hot stage. In close combat, broadswords and bayonet could be fatal in one blow. These blades that flickered with white light possessed an extremely bloodthirsty threat!
Zhu Zhengwen held the broadsword tightly in his right hand and swung it with his right arm. The broadsword directly chopped at the head of a Japanese ghost. The blade was sharp and went straight into the bone. Zhu Zhengwen roared and used more force on the broadsword in his hand. The artery on the neck of the Japanese ghost also exploded. With a sizzling sound, Zhu Zhengwen's forehead was filled with blood. He licked the corner of his mouth and pulled the broadsword out of the Japanese ghost's neck. Then, he swung the broadsword horizontally. He directly stabbed a Japanese who was charging at him to death!!
Zhu Zhengwen's saber spun around the Japanese's abdomen. The Japanese was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. Perhaps his intestines, stomach, heart, liver, and other internal organs were all destroyed, so he didn't even feel pain!!
" Long live the Iron Blood Army!"
Zhu Zhengwen, who was unbridled and unbridled, was filled with endless passion. He waved the broadsword in his hands with all his might. The Japanese were also stunned by this gambler's way of attacking. Zhu Zhengwen's brothers in the second battalion were even more affected by this extremely exciting and hot-blooded scene. War was a man's war. Compared to farming, business, and other industries, the glory of a soldier on the battlefield was the scars on his body. It was the most generous reward for a soldier!!
Kill!
Kill, kill, kill!
"Brothers, charge with me. Kill all these Japanese devils and avenge our brothers who died in the Songhu battlefield. Blood hatred, make up for the regrets of our brothers in the three northeastern provinces!!”
The night was endless. In the haziness, there seemed to be fresh blood flowing on the ground. It was unknown how many hot-blooded men had fallen in pools of blood on the Songhu battlefield. Just like the brothers of the Second Battalion, they were also eternally silent at the Tangde train station. The only things that the brothers could take away were their corpses, the military uniforms they had worn, rifles…and those memories!
"Regiment Commander, the 2nd Battalion has suffered heavy casualties this time. I estimate that half of them have been lost. The 2nd Battalion is currently pressing on the southern defense line. It seems that Zhu Zhengwen is going to go all out!”
Sun Qichang nodded his head. There was no other way. War, how could there not be casualties in war? Facing the number one army in Asia, the Iron Blood Army had no choice but to suffer. If not for the fact that the firepower of the Iron Blood Army was basically on par with the Japanese, it would not be just the loss of more than half of the Second Battalion, but the entire infantry regiment. The loss of six to one in the battle in Songhu was not a fantasy!!
Right now, the Iron Blood Army had gained a significant advantage with their four 75mm mountain cannons. For example, the current situation on the battlefield. The defeat of the Japanese was only a matter of time…
The survival space of the Japanese was too limited, and they were being suppressed by the Iron Blood Army. Sun Qichang's regiment's intention was to use the infantry to suppress the battlefield, and then use the artillery to suppress the Japanese and bombard them all!
"Order the 1st Battalion, 2nd Battalion, 3rd Battalion, as well as the Regiment Guard Company, to attack at full force. The artillery will begin the last round of artillery fire at around 10:18!!”
Sun Qichang finally gave the order to attack. There was no other way. Time could not be delayed. If this dragged on, the Japanese would retreat at night or if the Japanese reinforcements arrived, this battle would not be easy to fight. Other than that, there was also Han Fuqu's 14th Army Group interfering. No one knew what would happen!
At this moment, the Japanese infantry was being pushed back. The Chinese army in front of them was much fiercer than they had imagined. At least in a hand-to-hand battle, they did not give in at all. Blood was dripping from their wounds. At 9:30 pm, the defense line established by the three Japanese infantry squadrons was completely breached. They moved towards the train station platform, trying to open up a gap in the northeast!
However, Third Company of the original First Battalion was holding grenade launchers and mortars, waiting for the opportunity for the Japanese to escape. As it was dark, Akinaka Jiro could not tell how many Chinese soldiers had appeared from their retreat. He immediately ordered his troops to return to their original positions!
Of course, Akinaka Jiro's order had also directly destroyed the last hope of survival for the Japanese infantry unit…The artillery of the Iron-Blooded Army had already arrived at the predetermined position. The next step would be to sweep the battlefield like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. The war was about to end. The purpose of the Iron-Blooded Army before the war had basically been accomplished. It was now up to Li Yao how he would operate!!
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