Li Dazhu finally let his wife take out the canned meat, carefully sliced it, and made a new pot of soup, letting his wife and children enjoy a good meal.

Niu Niu and Bao Er ate an extra bowl of rice that night. Originally, it was enough food for four people, but even with the addition of the soup, the three of them still finished all the food.

Niu Niu and Bao Er went out to play with their friends, and Da Fang was cleaning up the dishes, still feeling sorry that Dazhu hadn't been able to taste the canned meat he brought back.

Li Dazhu was happy in his heart. Seeing that the children had all gone out to play, he walked behind Da Fang, hugged her, and whispered, "They're short of people over there, said they can take some more people tomorrow. The work isn't heavy, just have to carry Japanese corpses sometimes."

"Can I go too?" Da Fang was tempted.

"I asked specifically, men and women from eighteen to fifty are all okay, they want everyone, just said that if there are too many people, there won't be any wages, but they'll provide two meals."

"I'll go. Two square meals, I'll eat the wages back no matter what," Da Fang said, a look of longing on her face.

The next morning, Li Dazhu took his wife and children, along with the rest of the villagers, and walked towards the construction site.

Almost everyone in the village went today, except for the elderly who were too old to walk, who stayed in the village to watch over things.

As for the children, how could they miss out on such excitement? Not to mention the adults, who were willing to work hard for a day just for the canned meat they had received yesterday.

Shao Wenbin was waiting in the same spot as yesterday with twenty or so people. Captain Tang Youwei had already led the logistics team to the front lines.

They left these twenty or so people behind to lead the laborers to the front lines to work.

The morning sun had not yet fully risen, and the laborers had already arrived in droves.

The labor force, which was only over a thousand people yesterday, was probably more than five thousand today. The sight was a bit frightening, but fortunately, these laborers were quite self-disciplined and stood in their village groups as they had done yesterday.

Waiting for instructions, Shao Wenbin had nothing to say seeing this situation.

Standing on a cleared bunker ruin from yesterday, which was higher up, allowed more people to see him.

Shao Wenbin said loudly, "The work we need to do today is the same as yesterday, which is to go to the front and clear out the things inside the bunkers. The rules are the same as yesterday, so I won't say much more. Let's go!"

Many of the villagers knew about the bunkers in front. Those bunkers were originally built by them, and now that they had collapsed, they were being asked to clear them out again.

Xu Erdan said with a smile, "The Japanese spent more than half a month painstakingly building these bunkers, just to bury themselves in them.

Now that they've finally buried themselves, they still have to be dug out by us. What are these Japanese up to?

Wouldn't it be better to just till the land at home?"

Shao Wenbin and his group set off with a large crowd. Before they reached the second line of defense, they heard loud "boom! boom!" sounds in the distance.

The villagers were afraid, but Shao Wenbin, who was with them, explained with a smile: "That's the Special Operations Brigade's artillery bombarding the Japanese. Don't worry, we're the only ones bombing the Japanese, the Japanese can't bomb us."

He also told the villagers to take care of their children and not let them run around and play on the artillery positions.

At this moment, all the cannons fell silent at the same time, followed by another deafening roar.

Shao Wenbin said with a smile, "That's the end of the frontline bombardment of the Japanese. The infantry is starting to attack the Japanese. Let's hurry up and get ready to start working."

When they reached the front, all the bunkers had collapsed, and there was no one on the defensive line.

Only a few Special Operations Brigade soldiers were charging towards the distance.

Shao Wenbin said, "Villagers! Let's get to work! Same as yesterday, first dig a few large pits to bury the Japanese corpses later.

Then clear out everything inside the bunkers. There are many more of us today, but there aren't many more Japanese bunkers. Everyone, work faster, there's still more to do later."

The rear had already begun to clean up the battlefield, and the First Regiment's pursuit of the Japanese Nakamuyu Kietai Battalion continued.

However, they had now chased into the ranks of the Second Battalion of the Suigen Ichiro Regiment.

Captain Hazada Taro was trying to maintain his troops. He had already seen the Nakamuyu Kietai Battalion retreating from the front and had made preparations early on, ordering his Japanese soldiers to establish a defensive line on the spot, with machine guns and heavy machine guns deployed.

He also sent a few Japanese soldiers to the front to order the retreating Japanese soldiers of the Nakamuyu Kietai Battalion, "Run to both sides, don't block our firing line."

Captain Hazada Taro's efforts were not in vain. Their defensive line here was discovered by the advancing First Company.

Company Commander Gui Wen saw the complete defensive line that the Japanese had set up in front and admired them somewhat: "It's not easy for these Japanese to set up this defensive line under the artillery fire."

In fact, the Japanese soldiers of the Nakamuyu Kietai Battalion were not as bad as they seemed. They were just confused by the captain's completely contradictory orders, which caused the entire battalion to collapse after the artillery bombardment. This was also a way for them to retreat.

Company Commander Gui Wen, facing the prepared Japanese in front, immediately ordered the entire company to halt their advance.

When pursuing the Japanese, the soldiers with rifles were always at the front.

The First Company's earth tanks and infantry guns were far behind, and even the mortars were deliberately lagging behind.

How could these soldiers carrying heavy gun barrels fight the Japanese in a bayonet charge?

Now the First Company had to wait for the heavy weapons behind them to catch up, but Company Commander Gui was clearly not a passive waiter. He immediately reported the situation at the front to Chen Sichuan via radio.

Hearing that the Japanese in front had actually set up a temporary defensive line, Chen Sichuan smiled and said, "Contact the Aviation Brigade and request ground attack aircraft."

Mao Wenxing immediately relayed the First Regiment's request to Xiao Jianying's aircraft. Three ground attack aircraft appeared over the Hazada Taro Battalion in less than two minutes.

The three planes lined up in a row, sweeping from left to right. The defensive line carefully set up by Captain Hazada Taro was only arranged on the open ground, taking advantage of the terrain, without any fortifications or trenches.

Faced with the sudden aerial strike, there was nowhere to hide and nowhere to take cover. The Japanese soldiers of the Hazada Taro Battalion were wailing. In this situation, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and take the beating.

Even the Japanese soldiers of the Nakamuyu Kietai Battalion, who were under their command, suffered collateral damage.

They were also included in the strike range of the ground attack aircraft in the sky.

Although the Japanese defensive line had not yet collapsed, it was clear that they had suffered heavy casualties.

The First Company, Second Company, and Third Company of the First Regiment, which were at the front, had arrived.

The company commanders were all urging the earth tanks behind them to come up. For them, the best way to launch an assault on the Japanese at this time was to have the earth tanks block the bullets in front.

Regimental Commander Suigen Ichiro watched as the Special Operations Brigade's artillery bombardment of his troops had just stopped, and now the planes were strafing them.

He had already given up hope that the Hazada Battalion would hold the line. He ordered, "Hazada Battalion, cover the retreat of the troops! Retreat to the Tianjiao train station."

After giving this order, he couldn't bear to watch any longer and spurred his horse to leave.

Outside the battlefield, Regimental Commander Suigen Ichiro could pat his warhorse and go back to report.

But the two infantry battalions and one artillery battalion of Japanese soldiers still on the battlefield, being repeatedly rubbed on the ground by the planes, also wanted to pat their behinds and get out of the battlefield.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jianying, leading the Aviation Brigade in the air, did not agree. Chen Sichuan, leading the First Regiment on the ground, did not agree. Even Tang Youguo, leading his logistics team, did not agree to their retreat.

With the planes strafing in the air, the earth tanks on the ground also reached the front lines.

The First Regiment's offensive, which had just stopped, began again. The five companies that had been ordered to seize the cannons had now caught up, and the shouts of the Special Operations Brigade soldiers could be heard everywhere on the front lines.

Captain Nakamuyu Kietai was now relieved. His battalion could openly run to the rear. Although there were still planes strafing in the air, his battalion was now just loafing around. The regimental commander had not given them any orders.

Retreating was the right thing to do, just escape back to the train station.

Only the Japanese soldiers of the Hazada Taro Battalion had to brave the strafing planes overhead and withstand the attack of the Special Operations Brigade soldiers charging at them.

Their machine guns and heavy machine guns had always been the key targets of the Special Operations Brigade, and even the air force had paid special attention to their machine guns and heavy machine guns.

This double whammy made Yamada Daishu, the heavy machine gunner, miserable. He was extremely lucky today. Whether it was the initial artillery bombardment or the current aerial strafing, he had managed to survive.

He was lucky because even the assistant gunner next to him had been riddled with bullets by the planes, but Yamada Daishu had not been injured in the slightest.

Now his assistant gunner had been replaced by Matsuda Nai Daigo, and they were both working hard to fire at the Special Operations Brigade soldiers charging at them.

Yamada Daishu operated the heavy machine gun, firing non-stop, but he did not feel any excitement in his heart.

In the past, when his heavy machine gun fired, KMT soldiers would always bleed and fall to the ground in the distance, or those KMT soldiers would lie down in panic.

Watching his machine gun bullets hit in front and behind those soldiers, kicking up puffs of dust, Yamada Daishu felt an unspeakable excitement in his heart.

But today was different. Most of his heavy machine gun bullets hit the pushcarts that were pushed up, and only a trail of sparks were scattered.

Even though some bullets were still able to hit the ground, kicking up puffs of smoke, it no longer made him happy.

Moreover, those pushcarts were not harmless lambs. Not only did they block the bullets fired by Yamada Daishu, but they also fired the same rain of bullets.

The familiar "tut-tut-tut" sound made Yamada Daishu and Matsuda Nai Daigo, the two Japanese soldiers, feel very scared.

There was not only one such heavy machine gun on the opposite side, but six heavy machine guns firing at Yamada Daishu and his partner at the same time, which made it impossible for them to raise their heads.

Captain Hazada Taro was also unable to raise his head under the barrage of fire. He was still loudly encouraging the Japanese soldiers: "Warriors! The regimental commander is watching us not far away.

Behind us, there is also an artillery battalion, and they will soon open fire to support us.

Hold on a little longer, and it will be our turn to counterattack!"

The Japanese soldiers in his battalion were rapidly being reduced in number under the dual attack from the air and the ground.

The empty promises made by Captain Hazada Taro could initially boost the morale of the Japanese soldiers.

But as the Special Operations Brigade soldiers attacking from the front got closer and closer, his words became less and less effective.

Yes! The soldiers on the opposite side had already charged within a hundred meters, and even if there was artillery support, they wouldn't dare to fire, right?

On the other hand, the planes overhead were still wreaking havoc. These planes were really too powerful. The damage they caused to the entire battalion was much greater than the artillery bombardment just now.

After all, artillery shells didn't have eyes. Except for the initial stage when they hit a lot of Japanese soldiers, the effect of the artillery bombardment was limited after they dispersed.

But the planes overhead seemed to have eyes. The pilots in the cockpits always strafed the bullets towards the places where there were the most Japanese soldiers.

Looking at the Special Operations Brigade soldiers who were less than a hundred meters away from the position, Captain Hazada Taro felt a sense of relief: As long as the enemy charged up and the two sides engaged in close combat, these planes would be useless!

At this time, Captain Yuto Shimakura, one of his subordinates, was also struggling in the hail of bullets. The Japanese soldiers of Captain Yuto Shimakura's company were still fighting in an organized manner. Under the captain's orders, they were working hard to fire at the Special Operations Brigade soldiers charging at them.

Even though the aerial strafing overhead had caused huge casualties to these Japanese soldiers, the Japanese soldiers of the entire Yuto Shimakura Company were not panicked.

Seeing that the attacking troops on the opposite side were less than fifty meters away, Captain Yuto Shimakura immediately ordered: "Fix bayonets!"

His Japanese soldiers, machine gunners, heavy machine gunners, and grenade launchers, were all dead. Some died in the artillery fire, some died in the aerial strafing, and the only two survivors finally died under the heavy machine guns on the opposite side.

Now, with fifty meters left, the heavy machine guns on the opposite side were still firing wildly, and the rain of bullets was kicking up a series of dust on the ground.

This was frightening to these Japanese soldiers, but they had nowhere to go and no way to think.

The defensive line had no cover, and it was on a flat plain. At this time, running away was no different from committing suicide.

There were quite a few Japanese soldiers who had the same understanding as Captain Yuto Shimakura. All the Japanese soldiers of the entire Hazada Taro Battalion were still fighting desperately at this time. They hoped to gain an advantage in the upcoming close combat.

Captain Hazada Taro also gave the order to fix bayonets. The bayonets of the Type 38 rifles were usually removed, because fixing the bayonets would affect the accuracy of shooting.

When the Japanese first invaded, their troops were well-trained, and each of the Japanese soldiers was accurate with their guns, and they did not allow even this little bit of influence.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade were not very good at shooting at the beginning, and whether or not they had bayonets did not have much of an impact.

But when they trained later, they trained with bayonets fixed, and gradually, after their shooting skills were trained, they also adapted to shooting with bayonets fixed.

In fact, even now, the Special Operations Brigade, from top to bottom, still liked to engage in bayonet fighting with the Japanese.

Because in this way, the Japanese would not be able to escape. And this kind of close combat, where bayonets saw blood, was the best test of the morale of a troop.

Not every Japanese troop could persist in being able to maintain the courage to engage in bayonet fighting from beginning to end.

Most of the Japanese troops only tried bayonet fighting at the beginning. As long as the Japanese soldiers at the front of their troops were stabbed to death by bayonets, the Japanese soldiers following behind would immediately lose their combat effectiveness, and their hands and feet would become weak during the fighting, completely unable to parry.

Xia Tianchang lay prone on the ground, carefully aiming at the heavy machine gun that was still firing in front. The Japanese's heavy machine gun was a bit evil.

He had already fired two rockets, as had the other two comrades in the company. Six rockets exploded around that heavy machine gun, but they were not able to blow it up.

Although it was fired from a distance of one hundred meters just now, it was too incredible. Now the distance to the Japanese heavy machine gun was less than fifty meters.

He could clearly hear the "tut-tut-tut" sound of the heavy machine gun firing, and he could also hear the sound of bullets flying past him.

Xia Tianchang held his breath and fired his third rocket.

"Boom!" There was an explosion on the opposite side, and the heavy machine gun and two Japanese soldiers were blown up together.

"Good shot!" Company Commander Gui Wen, who was charging, praised loudly.

Then he ordered, "Everyone in the company! Charge up and fight the Japanese with bayonets!"

"Bayonet charge!" The soldiers of the First Company all shouted.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

The soldiers of the First Company, who had already charged into the Hazada Taro Battalion's defensive line, all shouted.

Every time they stabbed, they accompanied it with an angry roar of "Kill!" which could not only encourage themselves, but also make the Japanese on the opposite side terrified.

The First Company charged up, the Second Company charged up, and all ten companies of the First Regiment charged up.

This made Captain Hazada Taro feel suffocated. Even when his battalion was at full strength, there were only more than 1,200 Japanese soldiers.

Not to mention that his casualties had long since exceeded half. Using such remnants of defeated soldiers to fight bayonet charges with the 1,700 infantrymen of the First Regiment.

The number alone was not even comparable to the other side's tail end. Around these ten companies of the First Regiment, there was also a force of 3,000 men encircling them.

This was Tang Youwei's logistics team. They had also participated in the formal battle today. Although they were not able to serve as the main attacking force, the flanks were also very important.

They had already killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers and captured hundreds of puppet soldiers. Since Lin Fan reorganized the logistics team into a regular regiment, he had also equipped each of their companies with radios.

Now each company was constantly reporting their respective positions. They were attacking from the side and had not been blocked by the two Japanese infantry battalions. Now the logistics team had actually charged to the front.

More than a thousand officers and soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade were fighting bayonet charges with less than 500 Japanese soldiers, like sweeping away dry leaves. As soon as the two sides made contact, the Japanese soldiers of the Hazada Taro Battalion, who were fighting desperately, were frightened.

Captain Yuto Shimakura carefully organized the remaining Japanese soldiers in his entire company, arranging them into fighting teams of three men each.

The Japanese soldiers of the entire company were huddled in a small area, trying to make the Special Operations Brigade's force large in area, but in a small area, the density of these Japanese soldiers was greater, so that they could give the Special Operations Brigade soldiers who were charging a good look.

As a result, his company was charged by Company Commander Gui Wen, leading the entire company. Company Commander Gui charged at the front, and he alone stabbed two Japanese soldiers to death in a row as soon as he came up.

Such a fierce man immediately suppressed the Japanese soldiers of the entire Yuto Shimakura Company.

They were cowering in the face of the charging First Company soldiers, not daring to move forward. Some Japanese soldiers were quietly retreating.

Faced with this situation, Captain Yuto Shimakura had no choice but to stand up and try to turn the tide. He understood that in this situation, only by killing the person who had stabbed his two Japanese soldiers to death as soon as he came up could he boost the morale of the entire company.

So Captain Yuto Shimakura waved his command knife and charged towards Company Commander Gui with a shout.

At this time, Company Commander Gui had already charged towards another group of Japanese soldiers. The rifle in his hand coordinated with the steps under his feet, one shot at a time, like Zhao Yun reborn, and Zhang Fei resurrected.

Just when he was killing with great enthusiasm, he heard a Japanese soldier shouting next to him. He turned his head and saw a Japanese soldier waving a command knife and charging towards him.

Company Commander Gui first stabbed the Japanese soldier in front of him, then took a step back, retreating two feet with the man and the gun, dodging the knife that Captain Yuto Shimakura had slashed down.

Company Commander Gui adjusted his posture, and then made another thrust, stabbing towards the Japanese soldier who had just missed and was rushing towards him.

This stab was completely unexpected by Captain Yuto Shimakura. He quickly stopped his forward momentum and once again held the knife with both hands.

He tried hard to cut down on the stabbing rifle, and this time he used extremely fierce force. Captain Yuto Shimakura had already thought about it: after this knife cut the rifle, he would immediately make a horizontal sweep, cutting the hateful KMT soldier in half with one knife.

If it didn't hit, he would make a thrust. In any case, his three consecutive moves would definitely make this soldier fall.

All the surviving Japanese soldiers of the entire Yuto Shimakura Company were nervously watching the captain's performance. So much so that some Japanese soldiers had ignored the fact that the ferocious Special Operations Brigade soldiers on the opposite side were attacking.

The First Company soldiers did not pay much attention to the company commander's fight with the Japanese soldiers. The company commander's fight with the Japanese soldiers was not a rare thing. Even the regimental commander fought with the Japanese soldiers, so what was there to see?

It was better to quickly stab the Japanese soldier in front of him to death, otherwise he would be stabbed by his comrades first.

Captain Yuto Shimakura had planned well. He had already thought of the third step after this move came out.

But Company Commander Gui on the opposite side did not cooperate with him at all. He took another sudden step back, retreating two feet with the man and the gun, perfectly avoiding the command knife of the Japanese soldier in front.

Captain Yuto Shimakura put all his strength into this knife, but he cut air and lost his balance, and his whole body fell forward immediately.

His feet could not help but quickly take a step forward, staggering, trying to stabilize his balance. At this time, all the three consecutive moves and the horizontal sweep thrust gave way to stabilizing the center of gravity.

His footsteps staggered, but Company Commander Gui did not wait for him to stabilize. He stabbed directly into the chest of the Japanese soldier with the rifle in his hand, helping him stabilize his center of gravity.

The bayonet was slightly rotated in the hand, and then pulled out. Captain Yuto Shimakura could not stand up again. This time he really could not stabilize.

As Company Commander Gui's second knife stabbed in, all the Japanese soldiers of the Yuto Shimakura Company understood: he was finished!

The entire Shimakura Company was also completely finished. These remaining Japanese soldiers completely lost their fighting spirit after their captain performed a battle of how to commit suicide.

These Japanese soldiers became walking dead, completely like meat on the chopping board, allowing the First Company to cut them horizontally and vertically.