Chapter 5: Famous Generals of the War of Resistance
"Bang!" The Japanese officer roared, and died under the machine gun bullets produced by his own country. The reserve team that was about to join the battle was the last living force of this unit, composed of logistics soldiers and clerks. Many brave and skilled soldiers had died in the first wave of attacks by the 29th Army's sneak attack, and many excellent Imperial Japanese Army soldiers were beheaded by Chinese soldiers while they were still asleep. The situation for this Japanese unit was becoming more and more unfavorable, so the Japanese commander gathered these non-combat personnel to make a final stand, preparing to make a last-ditch effort. He also saw that the Chinese soldiers had actually reached their limit, now it was just a matter of who could hold on until the end.
Who would have thought that the commander of the devils would die under his own machine gun before the battle even started? The reserve troops hadn't even begun to fight, and yet they were already half dead or wounded. The remaining ones were also scattered. The defeat was irreversible!
Gao Quan's machine gun was firing at the enemy group, and he was hitting his targets accurately. The enemy had lost the support of their own machine guns, which were now malfunctioning and firing back at their own troops. This sudden reversal of fortunes made a huge difference, and the enemy was immediately unable to withstand the attack. More than a dozen enemy soldiers who tried to approach the machine gun position were discovered by Gao Quan and wiped out. Then, Gao Quan shifted his aim and took out two more enemy officers and over a dozen more enemy soldiers. The entire enemy force on the battlefield finally collapsed.
The last few dozen devils let out a cry and fled into the vast black night, soon disappearing into the darkness. The sole surviving deputy company commander of the 29th Army's raiding unit stopped the soldiers from pursuing the enemy remnants; now there were only sixty or seventy men left in this battalion, and it was truly difficult for them to fight against the devils again.
The mission of stealing the camp has been completed, and the camp leader has also sacrificed. Now the most important thing is to bring all these living brothers back safely.
"Fall in!" At the sound of the command, all surviving warriors gathered around their superior officer. Gao Quan also ran out from behind the machine gun position and stood at the edge of the formation.
Wang Dazhu saw Gao Quan return, and quickly walked a few steps to stand beside him. This cool guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes had a swollen mouth, but his eyes were full of admiration. Gao Quan said he was covering for him, but in this night raid, each soldier only had a large knife or a short gun. In fact, not everyone even had a short gun; some people only had the large knife on their body. Wang Dazhu was able to obtain a handgun during the battle because he was a squad leader. Using this handgun to exchange fire with the enemy's heavy machine guns? That would be too difficult for anyone. Wang Dazhu managed to fire two shots before being discovered by the enemy machine gunner and pinned down by bullets, unable to lift his head.
This is also a kind of cover, attracting the attention of the enemy's machine gunner, and of course, it was the best action to cover Gaoquan. However, Wang Dazhu always felt that he didn't help much, full of shame. He had been paying attention to the enemy's machine gun, wanting to find an opportunity, when the machine gun sound stopped, Wang Dazhu discovered it, his heart rose to his throat, not knowing how Gaoquan was doing. After the machine gun fired again, it had changed its shooting direction, although Wang Dazhu didn't know where the machine gun was specifically firing at, judging from the trajectory of the bullets, he could roughly determine that the machine gun had begun to provide supporting firepower for his side. Gaoquan succeeded!
Wang Dazhu was excited and rushed up with a big knife to fight the devils. Now that the troops were about to retreat, Wang Dazhu was overjoyed to see his lifesaver and sworn brother in arms. Gao Quan saw Wang Dazhu and was also very excited, this being the first familiar face he had seen since arriving in this world, and he was delighted to see him survive this brutal battle.
Including the wounded, there are only seventy-three people left in this regiment that was brought out of the enemy camp tonight. The deputy commander checked the number and spent thirty minutes sweeping the battlefield, actually just picking up the enemy's guns, bullets, food and other things that could be taken, and then led the troops back to Luo Wenyu's temporary second division position.
The troops set out with a strong army, but when they returned, more than 80% of the personnel were reduced. As the division commander, Liu Ruming was naturally heartbroken and his heart ached. However, this battle could not be withdrawn from, as the opposing forces were not some domestic faction, but the little devils of Japan! As a soldier, when facing foreign invasion, one should take up arms to kill the enemy, even if it means sacrificing one's life and family.
Liu Shizhang had already made up his mind to fight to the death, so the sorrow in his expression flashed by. As he walked among the soldiers who had just returned from killing the enemy, they greeted him warmly and asked about his well-being. One soldier said a few words of encouragement, while another patted him on the back. The soldiers didn't have many thoughts about fighting against the Japanese devils. Most of them were illiterate and had been simple and honest farmers until recently. They were obedient to their superiors, so when they heard about the atrocities committed by the Japanese in Northeast China, they followed their leaders' example and fought bravely without fear of death. This was the first time Liu Shizhang had spoken with them so intimately, and these Northwestern men who had just experienced life-and-death moments were tongue-tied and didn't know what to say. They simply straightened their slightly bent waists and put on warm smiles.
Liu Ruming started from the bottom as a soldier, so he naturally understands what his subordinates think. When communicating with them, he becomes even more devoted.
There are two sturdy men here, one of whom is a cool-looking guy named Wang Dazhu, who Liu Ruming knows. He has been a soldier for almost ten years and is a standard old soldier. During the Central Plains War, when he was under the command of Old General Feng as the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Route Army, this kid followed him to do it. It can be said that he is also one of Liu Ruming's direct subordinates. If this kid is willing to calm down and learn a few more words, he would have been promoted to an officer long ago.
Huh? The man next to him looked at him with a strange gaze! The young fellow standing upright, holding the heavy machine gun with Wang Dazhu, was staring at Liu Ruming with eyes shining with admiration. Yes, that kind of gaze was indeed admiration, just like the way he looked at Old Feng. Not everyone in the troop could be called by name by Liu Ruming, but looking unfamiliar was not right. No matter what, Liu Ruming was doing a great job as the leader of the troop at this stage, often training with the troops, and some soldiers who couldn't be called by name were still familiar faces. Especially Wang Hechun's assault team, which he had personally selected, and before departure, he had bid farewell to each of them in person. Now, suddenly a stranger appeared, how could Liu Ruming not have doubts? You know, these people had just killed their way back from the enemy's camp, don't let any of the enemy's spies sneak in! Wang Dazhu was a rough man, but Liu Ruming was not one to be trifled with!
"This brother looks unfamiliar, what should I call him?" In front of the triumphant soldiers, Liu Ruming didn't want to chill the hearts of his brothers. Although he was suspicious in his heart, he still said this with a smile, just like ordinary small talk.
