Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 638 Named Dare to Die
This is not the first time that Chinese soldiers have made such a decisive counterattack since the Battle of Songhu.

The last time this was done, it should have been the [-] Guangxi wolf army that had just arrived on the battlefield.

They charged against the Japanese light and heavy machine guns, infantry artillery, and even gas bombs. In just one day, the bones covered the entire battlefield.

[-], only [-] left.

The army general known as Little Zhuge wet his clothes with tears in the headquarters.

Their counterattack only proved their heroic name.

What will happen this time, Tang Dao and his comrades don't know.

They only knew that fighter planes were hard to come by, and they finally found the Japanese artillery positions that threatened the highlands the most. If they didn't make a brilliant strike like this, more of their comrades would die in the Japanese artillery shells. . .

Just like the two infantry companies that were exhausted on the 3rd Heights.

No matter what, they have to give it a try, even if it costs their own lives!
The Japanese front-line infantry did not expect this kind of behavior of the Chinese people who was almost "death". Neither did Kazuo Yanagawa.

Kazuo Yanagawa's good luck is actually still going on.

In the first round of mortar test firing, more than a dozen shells actually fell behind the Japanese defensive positions, just around the top commander Kazuo Yanagawa.

But he has a good staff officer, the Japanese captain was very nimble at the moment when his Zhongzuo was still playing that trick, he threw Kazuo Yanagawa to the ground with a tiger pounce, and covered the tiger of His Excellency Zhongzuo with his body body.

The movements were rude, and the posture was unbearable to look at directly, but the effect was awesome. The flying shrapnel and the overflowing air waves did not cause any harm to Yanagawa Kazuo.

In this way, the two elites of the Japanese army, the captain and the lieutenant, maintained the intimate state of "you hug me, and I gnaw the mud" under the artillery fire until the artillery fire gradually thinned out.

Then, the two 'men' who were rarely so close finally raised their heads and saw the scene in front of them clearly, Eggy shrank collectively.

The darkness had long been dispelled by the burning grass and trees, the firing of more than a dozen flares, and the frantic sweeping of searchlights.

Hundreds of dark blues are rushing towards the front position at high speed. They are so determined that even gunpowder smoke can't stop their advancing figures.

However, the Japanese infantry on the forward position did not seem to have recovered from the sudden shelling, and even the observation post with a hand-cranked siren did not issue any alarm.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The two Japanese officers who were still lying on the ground roared in unison.

However, they are still a little too far away from the forward position.In other words, the Japanese soldiers who had just experienced the frantic bombardment temporarily lost their hearing, not to mention shouting from a hundred meters away, even if they shouted to their ears, the effect would probably be limited.

The Japanese army in the forward position still hadn't noticed it, but the Chinese soldiers had already rushed to [-] meters.

"Baga!" Kazuo Yanagawa finally stood up, his face ashen ashes, pulled out his command knife, and pointed forward. "Brave Imperial artillerymen, the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor."

As an experienced soldier, Yanagawa Kazuo knew that if the Chinese were allowed to break through the defensive positions in front of the artillery positions, what would be the end of waiting for the seemingly large number of artillerymen.

It is death!Artillery soldiers without much experience in infantry battles are no better than a small chicken when facing elite infantry at close quarters.

What he can do now is to lead the artillerymen under his command into the defensive position, and together with the soldiers of the guard squadron, keep the Chinese out of the position.

In that case, there is still a chance.

The Japanese lieutenant commander, who had already prepared for the worst, just pulled out his command knife, and was hugged by the captain's staff officer at the side, "Your Excellency, lieutenant commander, don't! If you die in battle, the Chinese will use it to attack you." The reputation of the empire and the division."

Although the Japanese captain didn’t make it very clear, the general idea is that it doesn’t matter if you die, but if the Chinese chop off your head, the Chinese will use it to make a big fuss in public opinion. Your Excellency, the lieutenant of the fifth division of the empire What do you think of the consequences of the photo of the head being published in the newspaper?
If it were an ordinary lieutenant officer, Kazuo Yanagawa, who was in a rage, could have stabbed him directly.In Baga, the Chinese have not yet fully arrived!Are you helping the Chinese miss my head?
But as the empire's prestigious "Steel Army", before the war started, there were no five hundred or three hundred gold-plated children of nobles and nobles who chose to come to this outstanding army. This captain who is five or six years younger than Kazuo Yanagawa is one of them.

If he beat this one with fear, nothing would seem to happen in a short time, but if he wanted to go to a higher position in the future, it would not be so easy.

What's more, what he said actually has some truth, we are men who will become generals sooner or later, how can we die inexplicably in this unknown place?Thinking about it this way, Kazuo Yanagawa's originally indomitable momentum suddenly weakened.

This person and that are afraid of thinking. Once they look forward and look backward, all the firmness before will be wiped out.

Of course, the captain of the Japanese army risked his life to prevent his boss from "making a mess", and it was naturally not for the sake of the reputation of the empire and the division.

Kazuo Yanagawa, the supreme commander, was going to play with his life, so naturally he, the staff officer of the regiment headquarters, had to keep up. He stopped his boss mainly to save his own life.

With such a delay, the artillerymen who were ready to wait for the military order could only continue to wait in place, completely losing the best chance to support the frontline positions.

Originally, their new force of more than 300 people joined, not to mention that they could completely drive the more than 300 people led by Tang Dao out of the position, and cause a lot of damage to them.

Because, once a hand-to-hand battle is fought, if the Japanese artillery does not hesitate, one-on-one will be no problem at all, at least it will not be worse than the Sichuan army who is not two centimeters taller than them.

Moreover, because of their reinforcements, the troops on the front line of the Japanese army can completely crush the Chinese soldiers who rushed in.

No matter how daring to die, insufficient troops will lead to failure.

In fact, even Tang Dao himself was mentally prepared for the casualty rate to exceed 80.00%.

The loss may be huge, but as long as the dozen or so cannons can be blown up, all the losses are worth it.Otherwise, these cannons could still take lives several times more than the number of battle losses in this battle.

It's a pity that Yanagawa Kazuo's courage was completely annihilated by the man who was holding him just now.

The death squad rushed all the way to a distance of almost 100 meters before being discovered by the front-line Japanese army. Shouting and screaming filled the entire position, bullets were fired from time to time, and dark blue figures fell down from time to time.

The dark blue figure also started to shoot, but basically after firing a shot, he took the gun and ran with great strides, entering the final charge stage.

How can Chinese soldiers, who are not even afraid of oncoming machine guns and rifle bullets, be afraid of the upcoming hand-to-hand combat?

At dusk a few hours ago, the two infantry companies on the No. 3 Heights, which were about to be wiped out and still did not retreat a single person, gave these Chinese soldiers a sample.

What is the shame?This is!
I have withdrawn before, so this time there will be no refund!My body will be integrated with my position.

The name of shame can already be exhausted.

So this time, they don't need to avenge their shame, they are called dare to die.

In the reflection of the flare, the blade is as cold as frost!
"Kill!" The veins on Tang Dao's neck jumped up, hissing and roaring!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Chinese soldiers who had been keeping silent and charging with all their strength, responded in unison with the word "kill" in three directions.

The sound of killing echoed in the somewhat empty mountains.

The murderous intent revealed in it was colder than the winter wind.

(End of this chapter)