Chapter 6: Defiance

  "Company Commander, are we just going to sit here with our eyes closed and wait for the devils to come and kill us?"

  In the barracks of the 1st Battalion, 620 Regiment, Independent 7th Brigade, Northeast Army, inside the Beidaying Camp north of Fengtian City, soldiers crowded around Battalion Commander Duan Yingxian, shouting and yelling in unison!

  Just now, orders were given to adopt a policy of non-resistance against the provocative actions of the Japanese army, and each regiment was required to concentrate its ammunition in units of battalions and seal it in the arsenal.

  The warriors immediately went ballistic!

  "Company Commander, they're telling us to lay down our arms and go back to the barracks to wait for negotiations from above. Isn't this just waiting for the devils to come and kill us?" A soldier shouted from the side, "Rather than this, wouldn't it be better to fight to the death and have a big battle with the devils?"

  "Yes, yes, let's fight the devils, after all we are the Wanba troops, why be afraid of those little devils!" The crowd echoed in unison, their emotions stirred up, no one wanted to sit and wait for death.

  Duan's eyebrows were furrowed, with a big lump on the spot between them, and it was clear that he was also torn in two directions, unable to make up his mind for the time being!

  Disobeying military orders is a capital offense in the army, and can be executed on the spot. Duan Ying, although hot-tempered, also knows the severity of this matter!

  Looking around at his suffocating subordinates, Duan Ying finally gritted his teeth and shouted loudly to the military supplies in the camp, "Open the arsenal, distribute all the ammunition, today I'll go all out, we must have a good fight with those little devils!"

  "Good!" The warriors cheered in unison, then followed the quartermaster to fetch ammunition!

  At this time, the enemy's artillery fire had become a piece of music, inside the Northern University campus everywhere was ablaze with flames and smoke, shrapnel mixed with air waves rampaged through the air, from time to time someone would be hit, limbs and bodies fell all over the place.

  Deputy Regimental Commander Tan Da-cheng hastily rushed over, shouting before he even arrived, "Old Duan, quickly lead the troops to retreat north and assemble at Beishan Moutou. The 619th and 621st Regiments have already fled, leaving only our 620th Regiment as the last one!"

  Duan stretched out his hand to undo the top button of his collar, cursed and said, "Son of a bitch, a bunch of useless cowards, when it really comes to fighting, they run faster than anyone else!"

  "Alright, stop complaining and let's get moving! Once the enemy's artillery fire stops, their infantry will be here in no time. By then, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!" Tan Dacheng saw Duan Ying standing there without moving, so he urged him repeatedly with some anxiety.

  At this time, the warriors who received ammunition returned, one by one rubbing their fists and palms, pressing bullets into the barrel, just waiting for the devils to charge up!

  Tan Dacheng saw the bullets in the hands of the warriors at a glance, took a step forward, grabbed the bullets from one of the warriors' hands, held them above his head and shouted loudly, "Who allowed you to take bullets privately? Do you want to die?"

  "It was I who gave the order!"

  Tan Dacheng was stunned, he turned his head to look at Duan Ying beside him, seemingly not expecting it to be his order, and only asked after a while, "Old Duan, are you crazy? This is disobeying military orders, a capital offense!"

  "I don't care about your military orders or whatever, you little devil wants to take Beida Camp? Come on, try to snatch it from my hands!" Duan Ying's eyes flashed with angry flames. "I just can't believe that on Chinese territory, these little devils can still run amok as they please!"

  "You..." Tan Dacheng was choked with anger, pointing at Duan Ying, and for a moment he didn't know what to say!

  With a loud rip, Duan Ying tore off his military jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath. He then grabbed a Czech-made light machine gun and shouted loudly, "Brothers, let's go!"

  "Go, beat the little devils!" The soldiers of the whole regiment took off their military uniforms representing the Northeast Army and followed Duan Ying with guns in hand towards the camp gate!

  "Halt!"

  Duan Ying had just taken two steps when he heard Tan Dacheng's loud shout behind him. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to see that Tan had also removed his military jacket, picked up a nearby Mauser rifle, and was walking towards him!

  "Lao Tan, what are you doing? You're not allowing us to do this, but why are you...?" Duan Ying was confused by Tan Da Cheng's actions and asked in pursuit.

  Tan Dacheng glared at him with a scowl, cursing, "You son of a bitch, since you want to go crazy, I'll accompany you to the end. At worst, it's just losing this life!"

  "Good brother!"

  Duan patted him on the shoulder and then walked with him side by side towards the camp entrance!

  At the camp gate, soldiers had already moved in sandbags filled with mud and sand, setting up a barricade over a meter high in front of the gate. All the searchlights inside the camp were turned on, concentrated at the gate, illuminating the area as bright as daylight.

  Duan Yinghe and Tan Dacheng arrived at the camp gate, only to find that the soldiers gathered here were from the 7th Brigade's Special Operations Battalion, led by none other than the battalion commander, Cheng Tianlei, also known as "Cheng the Big Madman"!

  Cheng Tianlei is about thirty years old, with a height of over two meters, comparable to Duan Peng's height. He has a shaved head and carries a large, shiny machete on his back, exuding the aura of a fierce general.

  Here is the translation:

  "Look who's here! Cheng Tianlei threw the sandbag in his hand onto the bunker and burst out laughing, 'Damn it, at critical moments you're still the one with integrity, Old Duan. You didn't turn into a cowardly piece of crap hiding in your pants!'"

  "Cut the crap, Big Lunatic, what's up?" Duan Yong followed Cheng Tianlei and they were familiar with each other, so he spoke without any reserve, asking casually.

  Cheng Tianlei heard Duan's question and suddenly became furious, yelling with his neck stretched out, "Don't mention it! These good-for-nothing bastards, as soon as they hear the devils are coming, they run faster than rabbits, not a single one is left. That's why only my special operations battalion is left!"

  "How many people in your special operations unit?"

  "Not including the logistics personnel, there are 300 combatants in total!" Cheng Tianlei was already extremely familiar with this number and immediately replied as soon as Duan Ying asked, but then immediately retorted, "What's the point of asking?"

  "You have 300 people, my battalion has 500 combatants, adding up may not be able to withstand the enemy's attack!" Duan was somewhat worried, although he had nearly a thousand men on his side, but he was very clear that the Northeast Army's combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of the Japanese army, and this time defending Beidaying might not be so easy!

  And the devils have artillery support!

  Cheng Tianlei seemed to be in a carefree mood, he patted the big bald head and laughed, "What's there to fear? I don't believe all those little devils have three heads and six arms. With our thousand men supporting each other for just one or two hours, someone will come to reinforce us from within Fengtian City!"

  "Will there be?" Duan Yi sighed, he really didn't have much confidence in whether reinforcements would arrive or not!

  At this time, a Northeastern Army soldier in charge of observation at the gate shouted, "Battalion commander, little devils are coming up!"

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