Chapter 3: White Blade Battle!

  At the same time, the headquarters of the 4th Brigade (Suzuki Brigade) of the Japanese Eighth Division was brightly lit.

  This time, the Japanese army responsible for the main attack on Xifengkou Pass was the 4th Brigade of the Japanese 8th Division, led by Major General Suzuki Yoshitsune. Another force responsible for attacking Lengkou was the 14th Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army, led by Major General Hattori Heitarō.

  As the 4th Division was responsible for attacking the Xifengkou section of the Great Wall, Major General Suzuki Mitsutaro, commander of the 4th Division, also became the frontline commander-in-chief of this military invasion.

  In the headquarters of the 4th Division, Major General Suzuki Yoshitoshi was discussing military affairs with Chief of Staff Hōyama Shinzō and several other divisional staff officers.

  Inside the command center, several square wooden tables were put together, a huge military map was spread flat on top. General Suzuki Mitsumasa and several staff officers stood around the map. The chief of staff, Colonel Hōyama Shinzō, pointed to the map with a short wooden commander's baton: "General, gentlemen, our 17th Infantry Regiment, under the command of Colonel Sakai Saburō, after a fierce battle, finally captured the No. 1 and No. 2 high grounds outside the Xifengkou Pass fortress. The Xifengkou position will be taken tomorrow!"

  "Yōsui!" Suzuki Mitsumune nodded with a smile, his face full of disdain: "Chinese pig, extremely stupid, relying on your fragile flesh and blood to try and withstand the steel cannonballs of the Great Japanese Imperial Army is simply wishful thinking. Tell Sakai-kun that tomorrow the artillery group will provide full support, he must take down Xifengkou in one go and annihilate all the defenders!"

  "Ah!" A staff member immediately bowed his head and stood at attention, then turned around and walked away quickly.

  "If we can capture Xifengkou, we will be able to go all the way to Beiping! We'll take Beiping, Tianjin, and even the whole of North China!" General Suzuki Yoshito muttered to himself with a heavy heart.

  "General! I've heard that in the city of Beiping, China, there are eight famous alleys, and within those alleys, brothels are densely packed, with many beautiful courtesans! If we can capture Beiping in one move, I'd be happy to find a few beauties for you, hehe!" said Ho Yee-chen, the third-in-command, with a sly smile.

  "Hogga! Hoyoku-sama! You are an imperial soldier, don't spend all day thinking about flower girls, you must devote yourself to serving the Emperor, fulfill your duties for the Empire, and strive to complete the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere as soon as possible! Don't let what's in your pants tarnish the uniform on your body!" Suzuki Mitsumune shouted with a dark face.

  "Hai! The general's teachings are right! I will definitely correct myself!" Huo Yizhen hastily bowed his head and said respectfully.

  ……

  On No. 1 Height on the west side of Xifengkou occupied by the Japanese army.

  Under the moonlight, General Zhao Dengyu led more than 200 members of the Big Knife Squad to approach the enemy's camp. Zhang Xinghan's 4th Company was at the forefront, and all the officers and soldiers held their breath, instinctively gripping the blades of their big knives tightly.

  Just as they were about to enter the enemy's camp, something unexpected happened. A Japanese soldier stumbled out of the darkness, half asleep and staggering, and just as he reached the edge of the camp, he undid his pants and started urinating.

  Perhaps that Japanese soldier was too exhausted, he almost closed his eyes to urinate, so he didn't notice the members of the Big Knife Troop just twenty meters away from him.

  As soon as there was a movement, General Zhao Dengyu hastily waved his hand to stop the troops from advancing. The soldiers had just crouched down when Zhang Xinghan, with his waist bent and holding a war knife, darted out like a cheetah in a flash of lightning.

  General Zhao Dengyu instinctively saw a figure flash before his eyes and couldn't help but think, "What incredible speed."

  Only to see Zhang Xinghan take a few swift steps to get behind the enemy, the enemy soldier who was urinating heard the noise and had just turned his head around when Zhang Xinghan covered his mouth with one hand. Immediately, an icy large knife swept across the enemy's neck, and a blood arrow sprayed out from the enemy's carotid artery. Zhang Xinghan gently laid the enemy soldier, whose legs were already slightly weakened, on the ground, gave a wave of his hand to General Zhao Dengyu and the assault team members, then turned around and led the charge into the enemy camp.

  General Zhao Dengyu suddenly stood up, waved his big hand and shouted in a low voice: "Up!" Then he took the lead and rushed out, charging towards the enemy camp.

  The Japanese soldier who was knocked down by Zhang Xinghan now had both hands tightly covering his neck, which was spouting blood non-stop, and stared wide-eyed at a group of Chinese soldiers charging into their camp like wolves, but he couldn't make a sound.

  Soon, that Japanese soldier began to convulse all over his body due to excessive blood loss, and a scarlet stream of blood suddenly flowed from the soldier's neck onto the ground.

  A soldier who followed up later saw that he was still convulsing on the ground, with his eyes wide open and his hands holding a big knife upside down, aiming at his heart position, and stabbed him suddenly.

  "With a 'pa' sound, the warrior's sharp knife stabbed into the ghost's chest, and then he pulled out his own war knife and rushed into the ghost's camp."

  Zhang Xinghan was the first to rush into the enemy camp, and as soon as he rushed in, he saw about 20-30 meters to his left, where six or seven devils were sleeping soundly around a bonfire.

  The bonfire has been burning for a while, and there are dozens of such bonfires not far away, with even some small tents in the distance.

  Zhang Xinghan didn't think much, and immediately charged at the six or seven devils with his knife. Perhaps the footsteps of the follow-up troops accelerated, causing the sound to become louder. Just as Zhang Xinghan was about to rush to the side of the six or seven devils, one of the devils suddenly woke up. He had just stood up and turned his head when a cold iron big knife swooped in horizontally.

  "Whoosh!" The sharp blade sliced directly across the neck of the Japanese soldier, and a filthy head flew high into the air, followed by a crimson gush of blood that shot out like a fountain.

  Zhang Xinghan was splashed with blood all over his face and body, at this time, the other devils had already woken up, one of them saw the miserable death of his companion and couldn't help but let out a terrified scream: "Ah! Chinese...! Enemy raid...!"

  Although splashed with blood, the whole body was filled with a nauseating bloody smell, but Zhang Xinghan's movements in his hand did not stop. The big knife suddenly retracted and stabbed forward again, making a "puchi" sound. The Japanese soldier who had lost his voice screamed instantly was pierced by the sharp steel knife. The Japanese soldier looked at Zhang Xinghan with a face full of unwillingness and terror, wanting to say something, but a thick blood had already risen from his lungs to his throat.

  Zhang Xinghan didn't have time to look at the corpse, quickly pulled out his big knife, kicked the ghost soldier flying with one foot, and then swung his knife to slash at the remaining few ghost soldiers.

  At this time, the devils on the high ground had been awakened and jumped up one after another, shouting chaotically and hastily grasping their own weapons to prepare for battle.

  At the same time, General Zhao Dengyu led the assault team to charge in. General Zhao Dengyu chopped down a Japanese soldier who was just getting up to fight back with one knife, and loudly shouted: "Brothers, kill for me! Don't let one go!"

  "Kill......!!!!!!" A deafening roar burst forth from the warriors' mouths, shaking the earth and stunning the heavens.

  The devils had just been startled out of their sleep, and their consciousness was still somewhat dizzy. Many people hadn't even seen what their opponents looked like before they became the ghosts under the knives of the 29th Army soldiers.

  However, the devils on the high ground had nearly two companies, more than 300 people. After a brief panic at first, most of the devils came to their senses and started yelling and resisting with Type 38 rifles.

  A Japanese captain officer hastily emerged from a marching tent at the northernmost part of the high ground, saw that the soldiers on both sides had already clashed, and was so angry that he drew his command knife and shouted at the Japanese soldiers beside him, starting to organize resistance.

  The lieutenant of the Japanese garrison thought that although these sudden Chinese troops had seized the initiative, this group of Chinese pigs was incredibly foolish. It seemed like none of them were carrying weapons, each person only holding a large knife. The foolish Chinese pigs wanted to engage in close combat with the brave Imperial Japanese Army, which was simply seeking death.

  As more and more big knife team members rushed in, Zhang Xinghan also smoothly solved the few ghost soldiers in front of him with the help of Class Leader Zhao Heita and other comrades. Just as Zhang Xinghan wanted to continue charging inside, Class Leader Zhao Heita pulled him back, smiling and asked: "Zhang Wazi, didn't you see? You're quite capable!"

  "Haha!" Zhang Xinghan chuckled and said to Zhao Hei Ta, "Squad leader, let's take care of these Japanese devils first."

  "Hmm!" Zhao Hei Ta Zheng nodded heavily and immediately both of them roared with anger, holding their large knives as they charged towards the central highlands.

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