The Japanese soldiers climbed up while shooting. A flash of light on the position would cause the blood of the attacking Japanese soldiers to spray all over the ground, and their bodies would roll down the slope.
" Boom, boom, boom." The anti-air artillery of the Independent Regiment fired first. The anti-air shells seemed to have eyes and went straight to the place where the Japanese soldiers gathered, directly falling into the Japanese crowd.
Intense flames rose, and the shock wave of the explosion directly blew the Japanese soldiers away. The Japanese soldiers were constantly torn to pieces by the shells. The remaining Japanese soldiers were scared away by the scene in front of them. They did not have the spirit to charge forward at the beginning and retreated towards the mountain road below the hillside.
The soldiers who were retreating from the top and the soldiers who were charging forward from the back crashed into each other on the hillside. Both of them rolled down the slope until they were no longer breathing.
No matter how the Japanese military officers at all levels scolded and insulted them, or even fired at them, it was useless. In the face of the threat of death, these fearless Japanese soldiers lost their patience.
"Baka!" Nishida Shoutarou loudly cursed his own soldiers, but he was also cursing the independent soldiers on the other side.
"Charge!" The Japanese soldiers had already been beaten to pieces and had no chance to organize a decent attack. Now it was the turn of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment to attack.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment, who were already prepared to charge, carefully attacked the mountain road under the command of their platoon leader. They used the Japanese cars on the mountain road as cover and began to extend their firepower to places that the position could not cover.
The Japanese machine guns and mortars were constantly destroyed, and the ammunition around them also burned. A terrifying explosion occurred, killing many Japanese soldiers who could not escape in time.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment remembered their commander's instructions and carefully advanced. Even so, there were still some casualties. Japanese soldiers hiding in some hidden places shot at the soldiers of the Independent Regiment. Many soldiers did not notice that they were hit by bullets and even lost their lives.
The sniper shots of the Japanese soldiers did not stop the attack of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment. Instead, their comrades were shot or even killed, which made the soldiers angry. No matter what kind of Japanese soldier, as long as he stood there, he would immediately be hit by three or four bullets.
The resistance of the Japanese soldiers was not systematic at all. They were all fighting for themselves. As more and more people were killed, the Japanese army's position became smaller and smaller. In the end, only the vicinity of Nishida Kotaro's command center was left.
Nishida Shoutarou heard the gunshots getting closer and closer. He knew that his future was over, and he would not wait for Tanaka's reinforcements.
At this moment of life and death, he pulled out his commanding sword and shouted,"We absolutely cannot surrender. For the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, we will all break our jade and launch the last attack.”
When the desperate Japanese soldiers heard their regiment commander's words, they immediately gathered their courage and threw away the rifles in their hands or installed bayonet in front of the rifles and began to run outside.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment were shocked by the behavior of the Japanese soldiers. However, seeing that they were still holding swords and bayonet in their hands, it meant that they had not put down their weapons and were still fighting.
After a series of gunshots, the final attack of the Japanese soldiers was destroyed, leaving only corpses on the ground.
Nishida Shoutarou stood up with a sword in his hand, his body trembling. He looked around him. The ground was littered with the corpses of his soldiers. Their blood had already been frozen into frost.
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment immediately surrounded him. He waved the saber in his hand twice, but he did not cut down a single person. He panted as he held his saber.
"Baka!" Nishida Shoutarou cursed fiercely.
Hong Lang had already walked into the encirclement. He looked at the disheveled Nishida Shoutarou with a face full of disdain. "Old devil, you also have today!"
Nishida Kotaro took a deep breath." You guys are too cunning. You don't have the spirit of a warrior at all.”
After being translated, Hong Lang smiled coldly and said,"We're not Japanese, so we won't believe your 50 Daos. Naturally, we don't have your samurai spirit. Cut the crap. Old devil, I'll give you a chance. As long as you kneel on the ground and kowtow to us three times, I'll let you go.”
"You're too rude." Nishida Shoutarou waved the sword in his hand and rushed over. Hong Lang raised his hand and used the M1911 pistol in his hand to kill Nishida Shoutarou directly, leaving two holes in his body.
Nishida Shotaro unwillingly knelt on the ground and slowly lost his vitality.
Hong Lang walked to the side of his corpse and said coldly,""What era is this? Old devil, times have changed!" After saying that, he stomped on Nishida Shoutarou's face and ordered the soldiers to carry his body away.
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