Chapter 30: Fighting Against Heaven and Earth

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  Wang Chang Hai stood bare-chested in the trench, his left arm wrapped in a bandage, with blood seeping through the bandage.

  He held a large knife in one hand and a telescope in the other, carefully observing the Japanese troops outside the mountain pass.

  Soldiers around were busy back and forth, placing box after box of grenades on the bunker, opening the boxes, grabbing a few to put some by each person's side.

  Wang Changhai looked down at the few miserable hand grenades and furrowed his brow: "Just these?"

  The warrior who transported the ammunition was helpless: "Well, Captain, that's all there is. The entire brigade's assets have been taken out."

  In 1930, Feng Yuxiang and Yan Xishan fought a major war against Chiang Kai-shek in the Central Plains. After their defeat, Feng's old troops retreated to Shanxi, which was under Yan Xishan's control. Feng Yuxiang announced his retirement from politics, and later Zhang Xueliang reorganized his forces into the 29th Army, with Song Zheyuan as its commander.

  After Xiao gave 29th Army 500,000 yuan, the army's military pay and weapons were all self-funded. Before the 29th Army set out for the Great Wall front line, its troop strength was approximately over 22,000 people. The treatment conditions of the troops were relatively poor, with insufficient military pay, so the equipment of the 29th Army was extremely poor, mostly made in Hanyang, old Mauser rifles, and there were hardly any heavy weapons at all. The entire army had only more than ten field artillery and mountain guns, less than a hundred heavy machine guns, and each battalion had only two light machine guns. The models were not uniform, the ammunition was insufficient, and many rifles did not even have bayonets.

  The originally inadequate ammunition had been depleted by more than half after the intense fighting over the past two days, and what was left was distributed to each person, which was only three or five hand grenades and twenty-odd bullets.

  With these munitions to block the enemy's attack and defend the position, the difficulty is not ordinary.

  In the distance, behind the mountains, came a rumbling sound like thunder, gradually getting closer and closer, approaching the position at an extremely fast speed. Wang Changhai listened intently, his face suddenly changing color, and he turned around to shout: "It's enemy planes, everyone take cover!"

  The warriors heard the sound and hastily fell down in the trenches behind the cover.

  Jifengkou is located in the midst of a mountain range, with hard bluestone covering the ground. The 29th Army had to expend great effort to dig out a shallow trench on its surface. Using some grass sacks, they filled them with mud and piled them up in front of the trench, constructing simple shelters.

  In the east, in the direction of the rising sun, a small black dot appeared, like a speck of dirt in the dazzling light. As time passed, the rumbling sound grew louder and the black dot grew larger. Gradually, the warriors could see that the black dots were actually planes painted with colorful patterns, and on their sides, the scarlet sun flag was sneering at people.

  A dozen or so Japanese bombers buzzed loudly, like a flock of ferocious vultures swooping down on the 29th Army's position, the bright red and ugly Japanese national flag on their bodies reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight.

  Sitting in the cockpit, the Japanese pilot looked down at the small grey dots on the mountainous terrain, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he pressed down the hydraulic control stick.

  The plane dived down, swooping fiercely towards the ground, and the bomb bay doors on its belly suddenly opened, releasing a dense cluster of heavy bombs that whistled downwards, the tail wings scraping violently against the air, emitting an ear-piercing shriek, like the ferocious laughter of the god of death.

  BOOM!!!

  The 29th Army's position turned into a sea of flames, and the huge shockwave blew away the soldiers' hard-built bunker, shattering it to pieces. Shrapnel flew everywhere, and one soldier who didn't have time to dodge was beheaded, his body falling behind the bunker with his gun still tightly grasped in his hand. More soldiers were thrown into the air, instantly cut to pieces by the flying shrapnel, their bodies' fragments raining down from mid-air.

  "Damn it!"

  Seeing the heavy casualties of the warriors on the battlefield, Wang Changhai impulsively jumped up from the ground, grabbed a Czech-style light machine gun, jumped onto the bunker, and swept the diving plane in the sky with a crazy sweep.

  The bomber swooped and dived, the pilot making deft evasive maneuvers as the machine gun's fire changed direction with him.

  At last, a Japanese bomber diving to its lowest point in preparation for releasing its bomb load was caught and hit, a stream of black smoke shot up from the engine, quickly bursting into flames, the plane careening wildly, tilting towards a distant mountain peak.

  With a loud crash, the plane smashed into the mountain and turned into a huge fireball.

  Wang Changhai stood on the battlefield, holding a machine gun and laughing loudly.

  "Squad leader, get down!" Guard squad leader Xiao Lizi suddenly knocked Wang Changhai to the ground, and a heavy bomb fell beside them with a loud crash.

  A huge blast wave sent Wang Changhai flying more than a meter away, several shrapnel tearing his bare upper body bloody, but he didn't care about his own injuries, and hugged Little Li tightly in his arms, shaking him non-stop: "Li Zi, Li Zi, you little devil wake up, don't scare the old man to death!"

  Xiao Li's eyes opened with difficulty, smiled at the captain, and then slowly closed his eyes.

  Wang Changhai held Xiao Lizi tightly in his arms and raised his face!

  The first batch of three Japanese planes in the distance had finished dropping their bombs and were returning, when a second wave of three enemy bombers flew over, and a rain of fire again enveloped the 29th Army's positions.

  Soldiers kept standing up, holding light machine guns and firing at the planes diving from the sky. Some soldiers formed a group of three, with two people clamping the gun's bracket on their shoulders and one person shooting, firing angry bullets at the plane. But only a few could hit. Most fell under the Japanese military aircraft's bombs and machine guns.

  Aircraft came in wave after wave, and the position of the 29th Army had become a sea of fire.

  Ten minutes later, Japanese planes finally dropped all their bombs and flew back to the airport with their tails between their legs like a bereaved dog.

  The battlefield temporarily calmed down, several trees were ignited by shells, crackling and burning!

  Wang Changhai lifted his head from the ground, shook off the floating soil on his head, and jumped to the back of the bunker, looking at the opposite position.

  "Captain, the devils are coming!" a soldier shouted.

  In the distance, the Japanese army came rushing over, and as far as the eye could see, a dense yellowish-brown mass was like autumnal locusts. Unlike before, two tanks appeared in front, rumbling slowly towards the position, followed by infantrymen wearing steel helmets, holding Type 38 rifles with bayonets that glinted coldly in the sunlight.

  "It seems that the devils have called for reinforcements!" Qin Yang stood calmly on the side, calculating the speed and armor thickness of the Japanese tanks.

  "Call it whatever you like, as long as it comes, I'll hit it!"

  Wang Changhai grabbed a Czech light machine gun, aimed at the Japanese soldiers under the position, and said: "Don't rush to fire, let them get closer before shooting, listen to my command!"

  The warriors held their breath and aimed their guns at the devils below the mountain.

  500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters...

  The devils walked into a hundred meters, and there was no movement on the position of the 29th Army. The advancing Japanese army was somewhat hesitant, but the officers behind them held up their swords and shouted loudly, and slowly charged towards the position.

  The devils finally entered the 50-meter range, Wang Changhai let out a loud roar, and the light machine gun in his hand roared to life, the Japanese soldiers walking in front of them fell down like cut wheat.

  Gunfire erupted on the battlefield, like a burst of popping beans!

  ——Slap——

  The machine gunner hiding behind the Japanese army fell to the ground with a thud, and the machine gun was thrown to the ground.

  "Four!" A soldier cocked his rifle, the shell casing jumped out of the chamber, then loaded a bullet and aimed at another devil.

  Constantly falling down, constantly surging forward from behind.

  The tank rushed over, the soldiers' rifles couldn't penetrate its armor, and could only leave small white dots on the surface, so it was very reckless. The machine gun on the tank kept sweeping, and the soldiers of the 29th Army were constantly being hit, falling to the ground. The Japanese army behind took advantage of the cover of the tank in front to gradually approach the position of the 29th Army.

  "Blow up the tank!" Wang Changhai shouted anxiously.

  Qin Yang bent down and rushed out of the trench, using the terrain to move forward in a circle within the blind spot of the tank's line of sight.

  Several warriors also rushed towards the tank with explosive packs, but they didn't get far before being covered in a hail of bullets and fell to the ground.

  Immediately, several more warriors rushed forward, picked up the zha medicine packets on the ground and continued to charge forward.

  Time and time again they charged forward, time and time again they fell back.

  Wang Changhai's eyes were wide with anger, his fists clenched and his teeth gritted.

  A tank rushed up to the last wounded soldier who had fallen to the ground and was about to crush him!

  Suddenly, the warrior who had fallen to the ground jumped up, dragging his intestines that had been shot through and were hanging outside his body, and rushed towards the tank.

  A loud crash, and the tank was like a beheaded turtle, motionless and stopped there.

  "Old Fu!" 4th Company's long and mournful cry, just now the one who sacrificed himself was 4th Company's Deputy Captain Fu Wenbiao.

  At this time, Qin Yang jumped out of a shallow pit blown up by a shell, climbed onto the tank with agility, placed the explosive package next to the turret, pulled the fuse, and jumped down.

  Under the tremendous power of Zha medicine, the two tanks finally paralyzed there, motionless.

  Wang Changhai wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes, turned around and picked up his large knife. He let out a loud roar towards the enemy lines: "Brothers, kill these sons of bitches!"

  The warriors stood up, drew their big knives from behind, raised them high with both hands, and followed Wang Changhai to charge at the devils outside the camp, unfolding a fierce bayonet fight.

  One sword sliced a ghost's head in half, Qin Yang immediately dodged to the side and avoided another ghost soldier's thrusting dagger. His large knife swept horizontally, wiping across his neck, neatly cutting off his carotid artery.

  The surrounding Japanese soldiers immediately surrounded him with four or five people.

  Qin Yang's eyes swept over them with a murderous aura, revealing a hint of disdainful smile. He stretched out his hand and pointed at a Japanese soldier opposite him, extending his middle finger and hooking it towards himself.

  Seeing this contemptuous action, the Japanese soldiers yelled and rushed up. Qin Yang sneered, knocked open the bayonets on both sides, raised his big knife high, and chopped down, cutting the Japanese soldier in front of him into two halves along with his gun.

  Qin Yang charged left and right, quickly taking down several devils, then charging towards other Japanese devils.

  On the slope, a chaotic battle was unfolding. Just as one warrior had knocked down a Japanese devil to the ground, another gleaming bayonet stabbed into his back, sending him tumbling into a pool of blood. Before the bayonet could be withdrawn, another warrior, eyes blazing with fury, swung his massive sword in a wide arc, striking down the Japanese devil to the earth.

  Blood splattered everywhere, mournful cries unceasing, people fell one after another, the entire hillside was filled with gray-blue and earth-yellow uniforms rolling around together, occasionally you could see one or two bare-chested ones, those were the brothers of the 29th Army.

  Qin Yang thrust his knife into the abdomen of a Japanese lieutenant, then kicked him flying with his foot. With both hands propping up his large knife, he panted heavily. Up to now, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers had fallen under his knife, and two new wounds were added to his left shoulder and right ribcage.

  "Great, this guy has grown up!" Wang Changhai exclaimed in his heart, looking around.

  The battle on the hillside has basically come to an end, with only a few Japanese soldiers surrounded by the 217th Regiment of the 29th Army.

  The warriors exchanged a glance, drew their swords and charged at the Japanese soldiers.

  When the fight was over, people saw that there was only a pile of rotten flesh left on the ground.

  After a fierce battle, the Japanese army retreated in disarray, and the 29th Army also lost more than twenty brothers.

  Dozens of bodies were left on the mountain slope!

  The warriors immediately left behind dozens of people, sweeping the battlefield.

  In the distance, the reassembled Japanese troops have begun their 11th attack of the day!

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