Chapter 4: The Crisis Emerges! Seeking recommendation tickets and bookmarks!

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  As the two sides approached, a fierce bayonet fight unfolded instantly. However, the development of the battle was astonishing to that Japanese captain, who witnessed with his own eyes how the brave warriors of the Imperial Japanese Army were no match for the weak Chinese army in close combat. The casualties on both sides were almost three to one, and this ratio was still expanding as the battle progressed.

  The devil lieutenant couldn't believe his eyes, the brave warriors of the Great Japanese Empire were actually unable to defeat Chinese soldiers wielding big swords in close combat.

  As more and more Imperial Army warriors fell, the Japanese captain began to pull out his command sword and shout loudly: "Warriors, kill! Kill all the Chinese pigs! Long live the Great Empire of Japan! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

  With a final shout, he too gripped his command sword tightly and charged towards the approaching Chinese soldiers with a scream like killing pigs.

  The remaining Japanese soldiers heard the sound and immediately followed with a loud cry, engaging in a desperate struggle with the Chinese soldiers in front of them.

  Zhang Xinghan relied on his agile movements, darting back and forth on the battlefield, and the large blade in his hand didn't stop, cutting down no less than ten devils.

  Just as Zhang Xinghan had just cut down a Japanese soldier, he caught a glimpse of a comrade being stabbed in the body by two Japanese soldiers with bayonets, one from the front and one from the back, not far to his left.

  Only then did the warrior's expression hesitate, and the large knife in his hand fell to the ground with a loud crash. The two Japanese soldiers immediately revealed their triumphant and sinister smiles.

  However, the warrior's actions soon made two devils terrified and screamed. At this time, Zhang Xinghan had turned around, he clearly saw that the warrior's face was ferocious and angrily scolded: "Little devil! I'll kill you first!" As he spoke, his right arm, covered in blood, pulled the pin on a hand grenade at his waist.

  Two devils saw the hand grenade emitting blue smoke, and were immediately frightened out of their wits, hastily dropping the rifles in their hands, and letting out a shrill cry as they turned to flee.

  Just as the two devils were about to turn and escape, the hand grenade exploded with a deafening crash, engulfing the soldier and the two fleeing devils in a massive fireball.

  The shockwave from the explosion also injured several nearby devils and Big Knife Troop warriors. At this time, Zhang Xinghan saw a scene that shocked him extremely. Because just after the two hand grenades exploded at the waist of that warrior, the three Big Knife Troop warriors who were injured around him resolutely pulled the fuse of the grenade and rushed towards the devils who were also injured nearby.

  "Boom...... Boom..... Boom!" Several loud explosions rang out in succession, and dazzling flames flashed continuously. As the soldiers' hand grenades exploded, they also detonated the devils' hand grenades on their bodies.

  A violent explosion echoed for miles, lingering in the quiet night sky for a long time.

  Zhang Xinghan was extremely shocked, the ferocious faces of several warriors before their death just now were deeply imprinted in his mind.

  They are all good men, they are all upright Chinese soldiers. Zhang Xinghan roared in his heart.

  At this time, the Big Knife Squad had gained an overwhelming advantage. The Japanese captain was cut in half by General Zhao Dengyu with one knife, and more than 300 Japanese devils were left with less than 100 people struggling desperately.

  ………..

  The Fourth Army Headquarters.

  A young lieutenant burst into the command center, hastily saluting and reporting to General Suzuki: "General, the forward observation post reports that Hill 1 and Hill 2 are being attacked by Chinese troops at the same time. Currently, Major-General Sakai has led a relief force to reinforce them!"

  "What? The Chinese army's attack?" Suzuki Yoshisuke was clearly shocked, a bit hard to imagine that the Chinese army, which had always been feared like a tiger by the Imperial Japanese Army, dared to launch an attack on the Imperial Japanese Army.

  "Ah hai! That's what Intelligence says!" The lieutenant of the devils replied with a sudden bow.

  "Wow! It's got some meaning, the cowardly Chinese pig actually dares to launch an attack on the Imperial Army! By the way, the garrison at Xifengkou, which unit of the Chinese army is it?" Suzuki Mitaka asked his chief of staff, Hōyama Shinzō.

  "Reporting to General! The Shina troops defending Xifengkou are the 37th Division of the 29th Army of the Shina troops." Lieutenant Colonel Ho Yizhen replied with a slight bow.

  "Twenty-ninth Army?" asked Suzuki Yoshitoshi.

  "Yes! The 29th Army was originally a part of the Northwestern Army in China, and its commander Song Zheyuan was a trusted subordinate of Feng Yuxiang, the original leader of the Northwestern Army. In the early years of the Chinese Civil War, the Northwestern Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army jointly opposed the Nationalist Government led by Chiang Kai-shek, leading to intense battles between the two sides. Later, due to Zhang Xueliang's Northeastern Army entering the war on Chiang's side, the Northwestern Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army suffered a crushing defeat. The 29th Army was originally a remnant of the Northwestern Army, which was later reorganized by Zhang Xueliang as the Third Army of the Northeastern Army, and then renamed the 29th Army of the National Revolutionary Army."

  "Oh! So, the 29th Army also belongs to the Northeast Army?" Ringo Mitsumune asked with a nod.

  "Hai! It can be said like this!" Ho Yee Jan San said with a bow of his head.

  "The Northeast Army, they can't even withstand a single blow, and yet they dare to launch an attack on the Imperial Army? It's utterly foolish! Order Sakai-san to annihilate them all, every last one of them! Let those stupid Chinese pigs taste the might of the Great Japanese Imperial Army!" Suzuki Mitsumoto said with contempt.

  "Ah!" Huo Yizhen suddenly lowered his head and immediately turned around to leave quickly.

  ………

  On No. 1 High Ground, the fierce battle between the two sides was about to come to an end, and there were less than fifty Japanese soldiers standing on the battlefield. Because these devils insisted on resisting to the end.

  The fierce battle continued. After Zhang Xinghan had dealt with a Japanese soldier, he saw two soldiers supporting General Zhao Dengyu walking towards him.

  General Zhao Dengyu pushed away the two soldiers and shouted loudly, "Don't worry about me, charge forward and quickly eliminate the remaining enemies!"

  "Yes!" The two warriors responded in unison, releasing General Zhao Dengyu, brandishing their swords and charging towards the enemy soldiers with a loud roar.

  Having lost the support of two warriors, General Zhao Dengyu, who was injured in the leg, suddenly stood unsteadily and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

  Zhang Xinghan quickly rushed forward and supported General Zhao Dengyu with his hand.

  Feeling someone holding himself, General Zhao Dengyu hastily turned his head and saw Zhang Xinghan behind him. He anxiously said: "I'm fine, hurry up and charge forward! Don't let a single little devil escape! Quick!"

  Zhang Xinghan clearly saw that when General Zhao Dengyu spoke, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. He looked down and saw that General Zhao's left thigh had a knife wound, with fresh blood flowing out of the wound, and the entire left leg of his pants had been stained red with blood.

  General Zhao Dengu took a deep breath of cold air, enduring the intense pain and urged: "I was bitten by a mosquito, I'm fine, you hurry up and press on, quick!"

  "Let me bandage you!" Zhang Xinghan said, and without waiting for Zhao Dengyu's response, he tore off two pieces of cloth from his own uniform and quickly bandaged General Zhao.

  Thanks to Zhang Xinghan's quick hands and feet, he finished bandaging very quickly.

  Zhao Dengyu took a look at Zhang Xinghan, who was bandaging himself, and nodded in approval. "Quick! Charge forward and finish off the remaining enemies as soon as possible. The enemy's reinforcements may arrive soon!"

  "Yes!" Zhang Xinghan stood up straight with a loud "pa" sound, and immediately turned around with his single-handed knife and charged into the battle group.

  After a fierce battle, the remaining Japanese troops on Hill One had been completely cleared out. At this time, there were less than two hundred soldiers of the Big Knife Assault Team who could still stand up.

  Si Lianlian, covered in blood and with a ferocious expression, rushed to General Zhao Dengyu's side and hastily reported: "Reporting to the commander, all remaining enemies have been eliminated! Please instruct!"

  "Clean up the battlefield immediately! The enemy's reinforcements may arrive at any moment." General Zhao Dengyu said, enduring the severe pain in his leg with a knife stuck in the ground.

  "Yes!" Hou Wanshan stood up straight and saluted, then turned around to shout at the troops: "The division commander has given orders, quickly clean up the battlefield!"

  Just as Hou Wanshan's voice had barely fallen, several flares suddenly rose into the high sky in the distance. Under the illumination of the flares, the dark night was instantly transformed into daylight.

  Immediately afterwards, several sharp and loud cannonball sounds rang out, General Zhao Dengyu, with rich experience, saw the situation change greatly, and immediately shouted loudly: "Get down! All get down! Disperse...!"

  "Boom! Boom!" The shells soon came crashing down on the high ground, and General Zhao Dengyu's roar was drowned out by the intense explosion.

  Zhang Xinghan hastily ran towards a bunker, and as soon as he had run out not far away, he saw Squad Leader Zhao Heita scolding several other soldiers to take cover.

  At this time, a dazzling fireball was falling towards him in the sky.

  "Head of the class, be careful!" Zhang Xinghan shouted urgently, dashing towards Zhao Heita.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion sounded in Zhang Xinghan's ears, and for a moment, Zhang Xinghan felt as if his ears were submerged in a cacophony of sounds.

  Zhao Hei Ta struggled to get up after being knocked down by himself, speaking loudly to himself, but except for seeing Zhao Hei Ta's mouth moving non-stop, no sound could be heard at all.

  Zhang Xinghan shook his head vigorously, patted his own ears, and saw that around him, shells were constantly falling to the ground and exploding, and in the flames, comrades were being hit by flying shrapnel and fell into a pool of blood.

  "Zhang Wa Zi! What's wrong with you?" Zhao Hei Ta shouted loudly, seeing Zhang Xing Han's stunned expression.

  "Monitor, are you okay?" Zhang Xinghan finally heard Zhao Heita's shout.

  "It doesn't matter if you're hungry! You're such an idiot (in Shaanxi dialect), nothing's wrong with you, right?" Zhao Hei Ta asked back.

  Zhang Xinghan shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

  The enemy's bombardment lasted for nearly five minutes, and the entire No. 1 high ground was almost covered with intense artillery fire, with flames burning everywhere. The original tents of the devils had long been blown to pieces and burned to ashes.

  The big knife team's assault squad also suffered heavy casualties, and at this time, there were less than a hundred people standing on the entire position. The wailing of some wounded soldiers who were blown up by shells and the crying and cursing of some soldiers were endless.

  "Enemy tank! The devils are coming!" a lieutenant platoon leader shouted loudly, pointing to the hills and plains below.

  General Zhao Dengyu, dragging his injured left leg, holding a large knife and taking big strides to the bunker, under the illumination of flares, could vaguely see on the desolate land below, a dense mass of devils wearing steel helmets and holding rifles.

  The snow-white bayonet on the devil's rifle gleamed with a chilling light under the illumination of the flare.

  General Zhao Dengyu couldn't help but take a deep breath at this scene. At this time, the assault team not only suffered heavy casualties, but also had no rifles or other weapons, only carrying big knives and hand grenades. How could they withstand the attack of so many devils?