Chapter 99 Kill, Kill, Kill

Not long after, the Japanese soldier who was lying down and looking up bored found that the patrol soldier who had just left came over again.

"These lazy guys, they came back so soon." The Japanese soldier who looked up secretly despised in his heart.

What are you doing coming to me? Don't disturb my rest. The Japanese soldier looked up depressedly at the patrol soldier who was walking towards him.

"Hey, why are you not patrolling here?" The Japanese soldier asked when he saw the patrol personnel getting closer and closer.

"Baga!" Who knew that the patrol soldier actually shouted lightly, and when the Japanese was stunned, he quickly pulled out a big knife from behind and chopped off the Japanese's head with one knife.

The other soldiers were not slow either. They had found their targets long before their own soldiers spoke, and they almost shot at the same time. The five Japanese were solved quietly.

"I don't know what you are talking about. I can only say baka." The first person to attack muttered to himself.

At the same time, the same scene was played out on the position of the 7th Regiment. Dozens of Japanese soldiers died inexplicably until a Japanese soldier discovered something unusual.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack." The real Japanese patrol shouted loudly to warn, and suddenly, the alarm sounded.

Hu Zi and others saw that their tracks were exposed, but they were not panicked. Instead, they quickly took out grenades from their arms and threw them towards the crowded places.

For a while, the sound of boom, boom was endless.

What made the Japanese soldiers even more frightened was that in addition to these grenades, they could not even trust the other people around them. Just now, the soldiers who were clearly wearing Japanese military uniforms pointed their guns at their companions.

Who is the enemy and who is their own people? The Japanese were a little at a loss.

Seeing the panic, a Japanese lieutenant shouted loudly: "Command. Shout the command. Anyone who can't answer is a Qing soldier."

The lieutenant's voice gradually calmed the panicked soldiers. The battle line was full of Japanese shouting commands.

Since we can't shoot from behind, let's attack fiercely.

"Kill!" Hu Zi roared wildly, raised his rifle, and shot the Japanese who shouted the command in front with one shot.

"Kill!" More than 200 forwards roared in unyielding anger and fired bullets at the evil enemy.

Bang, bang, bang,

On the battlefield, the sporadic gunshots finally became extremely fierce. The two sides used guns at a distance and started hand-to-hand combat with bayonets at a close distance.

Of course, the Chinese army also had another weapon, that is, grenades.

Almost every soldier would throw a grenade before shooting, and the Japanese were blown up and couldn't find the north for a while.

The limbs flew everywhere, and the Wei army soldiers who came from behind chopped off their heads.

Hu Zi led the way, like a machine that never tires, and led his soldiers to break through quickly. One after another, the Japanese defense lines were almost useless. Before the Japanese soldiers could react, the grenades thrown by Hu Zi had already landed at their feet.

"Hurry, hurry!" Ma Yumen shouted loudly, urging his soldiers. Hu Zi led the team to rush forward, so he had to speed up. Seeing that there were Japanese soldiers who were not dead in front, he stepped forward to make up a shot.

Hearing the continuous explosions in front, Ma Yumen looked at the only two grenades in his arms with some depression, thinking in his heart that he should save them a little, and he couldn't compare with those guys in front who didn't care about their lives.

Sanhao Chengxing was awakened by the continuous explosions. Without saying a word, he grabbed the clothes at the head of the bed and put them on randomly, and then shouted and commanded the army while reporting the situation to his superiors.

A large number of soldiers who were resting in the rear of the 7th Regiment quickly ran to the front line of the position. They were not sleeping deeply, so they could get up as soon as the whistle blew and go to the battlefield as soon as they grabbed their guns.

Before these soldiers arrived at the battlefield, they heard the rumbling sound of cannons, and then the shells sounded from the front of the position and quickly plowed towards the back like plowing a field.

Boom, it finally exploded in front of these Japanese. Amid the exclamations of the soldiers, countless Japanese were thrown high up like riding a roller coaster, and then fell down piece by piece.

Some clever Japanese soldiers lay down on the spot, holding their heads tightly with both hands, like a pheasant, buried in the ground.

Boom, boom. The shells passed here and finally fell to the back.

The living Japanese stood up with lingering fear and saw that there was a crater every few meters, passing by them in front and spreading to the back, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

Hu Zi, who was in the front, spat out a mouthful of dirt in anger, jumped up from the ground, and cursed: "This Wang Shizhen usually does things in an orderly manner, why did he do such a thing at a critical moment? If I take two more steps back, I will die under his cannon. I must argue with him after I get out."

The sergeant next to him who was also almost killed by his own people said with a look of shock: "Brother Hu, it's not that Lord Wang didn't shoot accurately, it's that we ran too fast, and we were already far away from the estimated distance beforehand. If it weren't for Lord Wang's quick response and judging the situation and shooting forward a distance, we would have died a long time ago."

Hu Zi's mouth corners turned to the sides, and he smiled and said: "Really? Who told those Japanese to be useless? Brothers, keep charging."

At the artillery position of the Weizi Army in Yushubao, Wang Shizhen fired all the shells at once, and he seemed to have lost all his strength, becoming a little listless and lacking energy.

"Blow up all these cannons." Wang Shizhen looked at the soldiers waiting for his order and waved his hand.

A loud bang sounded in Yushubao, shaking the surrounding ground three times. The warhorse under Wei Jichen raised its front hooves in shock and almost threw him off.

Wei Jichen pulled the reins, anxiously staring at the direction of the artillery position. He was relieved when Wang Shizhen led a group of artillerymen to appear in his sight.

"Let's go!" Wei Jichen nodded and gave a slight signal to Wang Shizhen, looked at Cheng Buzhi, and ordered the soldiers loudly.

The last Chinese soldiers in Yushubao also trotted forward quickly.

As early as when the explosion sounded on the battlefield, a sergeant reported the situation to the commander of the 5th Brigade, Osako Shangmin.

"Want to escape? Don't even think about it!" Osako Shangmin immediately guessed Wei Jichen's intention, clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the table.

"Order, all the men, battalions, and soldiers of the 19th Regiment, set out immediately, pursue immediately, report the situation to the division commander, and request the dispatch of Sato Masaru's 17th Regiment, which was feinting to attack Ximu City, to join this hunting operation." Osako Naotoshi said three "all" and two "immediately" in one breath, which shows how excited he was.

After the order was given, he still refused to give up. He took a group of staff and rode on a horse to join the pursuit.

The Japanese soldiers of the 19th Regiment were inspired when they heard Osako Naotoshi's order. The enemy escaped, Wei Jichen escaped, and even the god of death escaped by himself. What else is there to be afraid of?

These Japanese soldiers have a deep grudge against Wei Jichen, who has been constantly trampling on their self-esteem and constantly asking for their lives in the past two days. Now when they hear this good news, how can they not be excited?

These soldiers immediately picked up their weapons without saying a word, and ran towards Yushu Fort with a howl.

Unfortunately, when they rushed to Yushubao, Wei Jichen and others had already left, leaving only a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

These soldiers would certainly not give up. When they heard the gunshots from the front, they knew that these Chinese were fighting fiercely with the 7th Regiment.

Osako Naoto, who came from behind, could not hold back. He was eager for revenge and raised his hand, wanting to attack from the front and back to kill Wei Jichen.

So, countless Japanese continued to rush forward with a cry.

At the position of the 7th Regiment of the Japanese Infantry, Sanhao Chengxing was also a little flustered by the bombing, but he immediately reacted and realized that he was the defending party. If Wei Jichen wanted to escape, he would definitely attack his position. Why should he send himself forward? Or wait for them to come and die.

He completely ignored the breached defense lines and ordered the remaining soldiers to defend on the spot and build a new defense line.

Sanhao Chengxing's move was indeed effective. Originally, he was like adding fuel to the fire, constantly sending troops to the already chaotic battlefields. After the soldiers joined the battlefield, they immediately became chaotic and could not form an effective defense line at all.

This time, he re-arranged the battle line, prepared for battle, and ordered the soldiers not to retreat a step.

On the battle line, Hu Zi wiped the blood and sweat on his face and looked forward, but did not see the Japanese soldiers coming.

Looking around, although the soldiers who charged together caught the Japanese off guard and had the assistance of the artillery team, they still suffered a lot of losses. Only more than 100 people were left out of the 200 people. The rest were either shot and fell to the ground forever, or entered the wounded camp behind.

Hu Zi paused for a moment, and Ma Yumen led his troops to catch up.

The two soldiers joined together and rushed forward together.

"Kill." After dealing with the remaining Japanese around, the Weizi army went to another line of defense.

Bang, bang,

Da, da, da...

The sound of Gatling guns was heard on the Japanese position. The Gatling gun was invented by the Americans. The shooter turned the handle to make the barrel rotate continuously to complete continuous shooting.

The two Gatling guns fired wildly at the charging Chinese soldiers.

The Chinese soldiers at the front were caught off guard and more than a dozen of them fell down at once. Hu Zi and Ma Yuming both gasped.

The four Chinese soldiers rushed forward in disbelief, then raised the grenades in their hands, but before they could throw them, they were shot into brushes.

"Fuck your mother, let me do it!" Hu Zi cursed wildly, got up and ran forward, and he was seen rolling, crawling, or moving left and right, constantly dodging the bullets, and quickly approaching the enemy's machine gun position.

Da da da, Hu Zi suddenly staggered, his body paused, and he was no longer as agile as before. It turned out that he was shot in the arm, and blood was gushing out. Ma Yumin was terrified, fearing that he could not hold on.

The soldiers of the Wei army fired fiercely to cover Hu Zi.

"Ah! You die!" Hu Zi endured the great pain in his arm, gritted his teeth, threw a grenade, and then rolled to the side.

With a bang, the Japanese machine gun was completely silenced.