My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 408
Except for the train station, other places were not idle. The Japanese army intended to use the night to stand out from the encirclement, and launched surprise attacks in every weak point of the encirclement, in order to confuse the direction they were breaking out of.

The headquarters has already sent out the final death telegram. The three divisions of the Japanese army have fought so far and there are only less than [-] people left, and nearly [-] wounded soldiers are lying in the city. Defense is meaningless to them. How about While there is still some resistance ability to fight to the death, maybe you can escape.

Countless flares were slowly lifted into the air, bringing light back to the earth, and the various units of the expeditionary force on the ground were also doing their best to block the gap and prevent the Japanese from counterattacking.

On the train station side, the second battalion finally contained the little devil's attack with desperate resistance, and gradually stabilized as the first battalion rushed to the defense line.

Although the little devils attacked fiercely, they didn't love to fight. They retreated immediately after learning that they couldn't break through from the front in a short time. Apart from the sparse sound of guns and cannons from a distance, there was no charging figure on the battlefield.

"Company...company commander, did you run away, kid?" A veteran asked uncertainly.

"Keep vigilant, quickly count the casualties, the ghost knows what tricks these bastards are going to play."

The company commander looked in front of him warily.The open space in front was as bright as daylight under the illumination of the rear flares, except for the corpses left by the Japanese, there was no one to be seen.

It seemed that the Japanese had retreated, but the company commander did not dare to be careless. The position of their company was at the forefront of the entire defense line, and they were under the greatest pressure of attack.

"Old Yang! Old Yang?"

At this time, a group of troops came from behind, and the major officer at the head quickly stopped him: "Lao Yang, have you retreated, you little devil? How are you with your casualties?"

Seeing the people from the first battalion arrive, Company Commander Yang finally relieved his tense nerves, and said casually: "More than sixty people died, and all the active ones are here."

The major officer sighed, and patted Company Commander Yang on the shoulder with a heavy heart: "Let's go down first, the acting commander ordered the first battalion to take over the position first."

Company Commander Yang turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a large number of soldiers pouring into the forward position, and many heavy weapons were also moved up, apparently to fight the Japanese to the death.

"To be honest, the devil is a little abnormal this time, you have to be careful." Lao Yang was a little worried, and his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

"Don't worry, our battalion commander has already..."

boom!boom!boom!
Before the major officer finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly came from the side and rear, and then dense gunfire began to echo in the darkness.

"not good!"

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes. The direction of the gunshot should be the position of the third battalion in the rear, and the headquarters is also there.

On the surface, the Japanese army launched a large-scale attack on the front line of defense, but in fact they were attacking eastward and westward. The large troops had already quietly detoured from the flanks to the rear, and headed towards the weak point of a group of side positions. Their purpose was actually to break through the encirclement.

It was originally guarded by the first battalion, but now the first battalion rushed to support because the front was attacked, and the third battalion hadn't been in place yet, so the flank was completely exposed, and the little devil took the opportunity to go around and launch a fierce attack in that direction.

The Japanese army knew that there was only one chance, and if they failed, they would be benevolent. If they could not break through, they could only stay in Myitkyina and wait for death. Therefore, the battle entered a fierce battle from the very beginning. Thousands of little devils shouted "long live" in their mouths regardless of life and death, and launched a pig-like charge like desperadoes.

"God's on board!"

"Long live!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"

The dense crowd made the scalps of the soldiers on the ground numb, and the machine guns in their hands were constantly blazing, but there were too many enemies rushing up. They were like wild beasts, killing a batch and rushing out again. A batch, swept in like a wave.

"kill!"

Four or five Japanese soldiers finally jumped into the trench, and before they could stand firm, a scorching fire snake rushed towards them.

"Ahhh!"

These little devils instantly turned into roast suckling pigs and danced on the spot, screaming continuously, and a burning smell soon appeared in the air.

Several flame-breathing soldiers tightly held the gasoline guns in their hands, formed a wall of fire with flames, and turned countless little devils into firemen one by one. Drops of sweat slipped down their resolute cheeks, letting the heat wave hit their faces. Not half a step back.

It's just that there were too many Japanese soldiers following up. With the explosion of several grenades, a big hole was finally torn open in the position, and countless Japanese soldiers swarmed in.

"Don't retreat! Let me keep it!"

Seeing that many soldiers had begun to waver, a platoon leader roared hoarsely, and then he quickly put the bayonet on the head of the gun, and stabbed the little devil in front of him without any explanation.

puff!

The bayonet pierced the little devil's throat fiercely, and the opponent clutched his pierced neck and babbled, his body was like a deflated ball with no strength left.

The platoon leader was relentless, he drew his knife and kicked the Japanese soldier over, his eyes fixed on the next target.

"Kill!"

The Japanese army chief Cao with a samurai sword in his hand yelled and slashed at him with a knife. The platoon leader instinctively took half a step back, but this chief Cao approached him without hesitation. Slit the muscles in his thighs.

The platoon leader let out a muffled grunt and broke out in a cold sweat, but the movement of his hand did not slow down. He turned his rifle and slammed it across the head, and the butt of the rifle hit the Japanese commander Cao's head hard.

Before the platoon leader had time to catch his breath, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. At this moment, he had no time to react. Another little devil who sneaked up behind him stabbed him in the back with a bayonet.

"what!"

The excruciating pain made the platoon leader cry out, and just as he was about to turn around and fight back, the little devil behind him pulled out his bayonet and hit him hard on the back of the head with the butt of his gun.

thump…

This would knock him down completely, and the rifle in his hand rolled to the side, and the downed Cao Chang had already stood up unsteadily at this moment.

There was no way to retreat, more and more little devils rushed into the trenches, but the comrades around him fell in a pool of blood one by one, and the platoon leader couldn't help feeling a trace of sadness.

"Baga! Stupid Huaxia pig, hold him down for me!"

Chief Cao of the Japanese Army touched his bleeding head, he was almost stunned by the blow just now, of course he will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he must torture this desperate Chinese.

The platoon leader knew very well what would happen if it fell into the hands of the Japanese. He gritted his teeth and quietly took out the grenade from his arms without any extra movement, and pulled the ring without hesitation.

The Devil Sergeant Cao raised the long knife high above his head, and slashed fiercely at his neck. At this last moment, the platoon leader jumped up from the ground with all his strength, and faced the cold blade without fear...

boom!
Death is not terrible, but the dignity of being a Chinese must not be trampled by little devils!
(End of this chapter)