"Can you hold on till nightfall?" Old Wang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't help you with that." ///... Sun Shilong, come take a look at the map. When I left Xuzhou headquarters, General Li had already received the imperial sword from Chongqing, giving him the power to behead anyone who disobeyed orders or retreated without permission in the Fifth War Zone. Afterwards, General Li sent a stern telegram to Tang Enbo. Now, Tang Enbo has come out of the mountains and is rapidly advancing towards the flank and rear of the Matsumoto Division, estimated to arrive by tomorrow noon. So now all the problems are concentrated on you; if you can hold onto Zhuangzi until tomorrow noon, the Matsumoto Division will be doomed. Do you think General Li would allow you to retreat at this time?

  Chi Shizhang fell silent, and finally picked up the phone to try again.

  Old Wang secretly sighed that among these warlord-born troops, there would always be some thoughts of preserving their own units. Old Wang also didn't stop himself from slipping back to the position alone.

  The headquarters of the 10th Division of the Japanese Army, Isamu Imoto is reading a private letter. The letter was written by his classmate, Yoshitsugu Tatekawa. He praised the 10th Division for its bravery and excellence in battle, saying it was a model for the Imperial Japanese Army.

  Iwata Keisuke looked very pleased. Tsuchihashi's words were tantamount to acknowledging that he was the best among his peers.

  The end of the letter contained some materials collected by Tōyama through his intelligence system. The general meaning was that Tang Enbo would move to his own flank and rear tomorrow. Kojima Isao, although arrogant, still had military common sense, if he couldn't take down Tai'erzhuang at that time, he would be attacked from both front and back.

  Thinking of this, Isogai Ryosuke picked up the phone on the table and dialed the phone number of the 63rd Regiment at the front line, saying:

  "Fugui, can you take down Taierzhuang before nightfall?"

  "Enemy reinforcements are pouring in from the front line. The canal has already been brought within our artillery's range, and I request that the division commander command the artillery regiment to blockade the canal."

  Old Wang and the others were still on the battlefield watching the devils fill in the trenches when they suddenly heard the sound of shells breaking through the air. Everyone quickly lay down, but the bombs didn't fall near the battlefield.

  Old Wang took a closer look and couldn't help but curse loudly. The Japanese are trying to blow up the bridge! If the bridge is blown up, support from the rear will not be able to come up. It's hard to say whether the few hundred soldiers on the battlefield can hold out until nightfall.

  The devils' bulldozers were all modified. Steel plates were added to both sides, and as long as they weren't hit directly, there was no problem. The bullets that hit just sparked. The Japanese tanks glared menacingly from the side, and as soon as any infantry tried to get close, they would be covered with machine gun fire.

  Old Wang could only watch as the anti-tank trench he dug was slowly buried. Old Wang thought to himself, if his subordinates couldn't hold out against this round of attack, it would be hard to defend.

  The enemy used the central breakthrough tactics, with a small number of troops on both sides pinning down the relatively small number of Chinese troops on both sides, while several tanks covered the infantry charge in the center.

  Lao Wang felt that this tactic of the devils was really unoriginal, but usually speaking, conventional things are the hardest to crack.

  The commander-in-chief placed all the wounded soldiers at both ends of the front line. The reinforcements were placed in the middle of the front line.

  The commander of the 63rd Division, Lieutenant General Fukuroku, saw all the movements of the Nationalist Army. He gave a decisive order: "Order the attacking troops to quickly turn around and launch a fierce attack on the western side of the front line. Order the pinning troops to change from feinting to main attack. The eastern attacking troops turned to face the enemy head-on. The artillery units launched intense bombardments at the junction of the enemy's central and western parts, making it impossible for the enemy to reinforce their western flank."

  A string of orders was given, and Fugui's face broke into a smile, thinking that this attack should be able to take down the village.

  The devils made a complete turn in front of the main position, 500 meters away, which is to expose their belly to you for stabbing. However, the current middle team doesn't even have the strength to stab the enemy's belly. Chi Fengcheng ordered the 7th and 8th regiments to reinforce, but the 7th regiment was hit by a wave of shells from the devils on its way and was completely annihilated. The 8th regiment also failed to reinforce.

  Chi Shizhong was anxiously spinning around in the same place. Old Wang knew that if the west side of the position was lost, then the fall of this village would be just a matter of time. //? The fastest search network// Just at this moment, Old Wang's troops finally arrived as reinforcements.

  Old Wang scolded: "You guys are so slow!"

  The old black man said: "We didn't climb, we swam over."

  "It's not that slow, is it?!"

  "Hey, isn't this plastic supposed to be for covering the gun to prevent water from getting in and jamming it?" said the old black man, pointing at the gun. "We spent half a day on the other side trying to get them all covered."

  Old Wang thought: Dizzy, can't brag randomly from now on.

  At this time, the western position shouted to kill, and we could only use artillery fire to support it. Old Wang said to everyone: "Wait for a while until the little devils have just occupied the position and are not stable, then we will go up and kill them. The third class throws down all your flamethrowers, each of you takes two incendiary bottles, your task is to deal with tanks."

  Old Wang was still talking when he suddenly heard a loud explosion. Old Wang asked in confusion, "What's this?" The small guard at the city gate replied, "The brothers defending the position have launched hand grenades."

  Old Wang and his group felt a shock throughout their bodies. Dozens of lives were lost in an instant with a loud noise.

  But Old Wang didn't have time to think much and said: "Master Qi, organize a dare-to-die corps, take advantage of the devils' unsteadiness and fight them to death."

  Chi Fengcheng shouted loudly: "Each of you will get 30 silver dollars to fight the devils to the death, who's willing to come out?"

  Many warriors stood out without hesitation. In an instant, there were more than 50 people. Chi Fengcheng ordered the quartermaster to bring out boxes of silver coins as rewards for everyone, but none of the brothers moved. The leading company commander said: "Commander, we don't even want our lives, what's the use of this money? You take it and build a monument for us!"

  The dare-to-die corps set out under the artillery fire of the Japanese army. At this time, since the Nationalist Party's organized resistance had been eliminated, the Japanese army was clearing up the remaining die-hard elements one by one, so the artillery fire at the junction weakened. Old Wang had also seen many battles and knew that if he didn't risk his life today, he would probably be annihilated in the village by the little devils. So Old Wang, carrying a pistol, wearing a bulletproof vest, and with an American-made steel helmet on his head, charged forward very quickly.

  To be honest, Old Wang was completely unnecessary to be so tense. Based on the cat waist posture he took when advancing and the equipment on him, scientific calculations showed that his effective hitting area on the battlefield would not exceed 50 square centimeters. It can basically be ignored.

  The dare-to-die squad rushed up and some devils hadn't reacted yet. The soldiers were divided into two groups. The dare-to-die squad went straight in from the middle, dividing the Japanese army into two factions. Old Wang led his three classes to rush towards the Japanese tank.

  The firepower of the US troops in close combat was extremely fierce. Basically, all the soldiers in the first squad were holding the trigger without letting go. Facing the main direction of attack was a burst of sweeping fire. The second squad was responsible for firing at the scattered Japanese army around. The third squad kept throwing hand grenades into the trenches. Almost instantly, they rushed to the front of the enemy tank.

  The terrain of Taierzhuang is not suitable for the deployment of mechanized troops at all. The streets are narrow and the walls are solid. When Old Wang and his men rushed over, several tanks were idly stuck in the courtyard walls of the defenders' houses! Even some tank tracks were scratched off. It's a dead tiger.

  A group of Chinese soldiers rushed up like crazy and immediately opened fire, preparing to retreat and pull back.

  Old Wang will not give them the opportunity.

  Molotov cocktails rained down on the Japanese tanks, bursting into flames. The Japanese were already scattered, and as the fire spread, they ran wildly in all directions, becoming even more dispersed. This close combat might have given the Japanese an advantage against other troops, but against Old Wang's unorthodox army, they were at a disadvantage. The enemy had no swords, and half of this unit was armed with short-barreled guns, each shot hitting its mark.

  Unless you get within five paces, there's no chance of hand-to-hand combat, and since the personnel are too scattered, there isn't even that opportunity. As I watched my pride and joy, the tank, go up in a blazing inferno, the crew inside crawled out, like human torches, struggling, screaming, and going mad. The surrounding Japanese soldiers were all shocked.

  Lao Wang didn't care about that, he was reloading under the cover of several guards. He was shooting at the little devil who had already fallen to the ground. Until he shot him dead. Only then did Lao Wang realize that he needed to practice his marksmanship.

  Obviously wanted to shoot in the head and not waste bullets, but ended up shooting at the chest. Added another shot and hit the shoulder instead. It took a whole clip of bullets to finally kill one person.

  Lao Wang didn't know that his subordinates thought he was a poor shot. On the contrary, they thought he was playing with the Japanese soldier. Later, everyone gave Lao Wang a nickname called "Butcher."

  Lao Wang's approach also formed a bad tradition in his own troops, where soldiers liked to play with Japanese soldiers at an absolute disadvantage, and this tactic was called "cat catching mice".

  In just over ten minutes, the Japanese soldiers were cleared out.

  Old Wang counted his warriors and found that not one had died. Just two were slightly injured. Nurse Lin was bandaging them up. Old Wang thought to himself: When did this little girl arrive? I didn't notice!

  According to the descriptions of Japanese soldiers who escaped from the front line, a strange army appeared on the battlefield. The uniforms of this army were those of the Central Army, but their weapons had never been seen before.

  Kajita Yasusuke finally came to a conclusion after summarizing the information from all sides, that is, this was a well-equipped Nationalist Central Army. It is understood that even under Tang Enbo's command, there were no such troops. Moreover, according to a certain soldier, these guys were fighting with the number of the 88th Division.

  Kazusuke Isogai knew that if a division of elite central troops were to infiltrate this area at this time, the history of the 10th Division would be in danger of coming to an end.

  Ishizaka Reikai thought of his old classmate and immediately sent a telegram to Tōjō confirming the 88th Division was there.

  Tsuchihara replied to Isogai Tadaichi based on the telegram from Naozaburo Okabe: "This is a non-commissioned officer in charge of intelligence for the Xuzhou area, who was transferred from the 88th Division by the Military Affairs Bureau. Naozaburo sent you a notice about this situation yesterday."

  Kijuro Inoue ordered his subordinates to rummage through the pile of telegrams and finally found that telegram. After studying it, Kijuro Inoue said: "Tell Fukuei not to worry. Tomorrow I will transfer the battalion monitoring Tang Enbo to him. As long as Taierzhuang is captured before noon tomorrow and the entire army turns around, Xuzhou will be mine."