Chapter 1 Xiao Jianying, He Haiqing, and Zhu Qingmao Received a Notification from High Altitude

Xiao Jianying, He Haiqing, and Zhu Qingmao, three pilots, received a notification from high above.

Immediately fly from the direction of Heding Bridge towards Lishan.

For these proud sons of the sky, the battlefield on the Chunhua front line did not exceed ten kilometers east-west.

The north-south depth was less than five kilometers.

Now Xiao Jianying and the others received support for the Lishan battlefield.

And they also received the precautions issued by Mao Wenxing.

While they were strafing the 22nd Field Artillery Regiment.

Regimental Commander, Colonel Miyama Masafuku, shouted loudly: "Hold on! Hold on!"

At this time, the Shin'yūemon Battalion, which was in front of them, was already stretched thin by the fierce attacks of the Eighth and Ninth Companies.

Now they were being strafed in turns by three planes.

The Japanese devils of the Shin'yūemon Battalion were under precise strikes from the air and the ground.

They were about to be unable to hold on.

Fortunately, the three planes swept past, and these Japanese devils could catch their breath.

At this moment, strings of shells flew overhead.

A violent explosion came from a distance.

Colonel Kasai Daimatsu, commander of the 20th Cavalry Regiment, led the entire regiment towards Lishan at lightning speed.

Rushing out of Gaojia Bridge, Lishan was right in front of them, and they could hear the sound of gunfire from ahead.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu waved his command sword excitedly: "Charge! Charge!"

At this moment, strings of fire flew over from the southern sky.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu's face changed instantly.

The whistling sound of shells cutting through the air was frightening to hear.

Even more frightening were the fragments produced when the grenades exploded.

Each 150mm grenade could produce more than 2,800 fragments.

Each fragment was cutting everything around it at a speed of over 600 meters per second.

Kasai Daimatsu Regiment, with its seven hundred and sixty-odd Japanese devils and their warhorses, were instantly caught in a barrage of grenades.

In this era, cavalry troops were still the kings of land warfare.

If infantry were charged by them, they could only be lambs to the slaughter.

Regimental Commander Hui Jianming was well aware of this.

This bombardment by the Ninth Regiment was serious.

Without holding back at all, all sixty-six 150mm cannons were fired.

Thanks to Mao Wenxing's accurate guidance from the air, the first round of sixty-six shells had already stunned the Kasai Daimatsu Regiment.

From the air, Mao Wenxing saw that after one round of bombardment, no more than one in ten of the Japanese cavalry on the ground remained.

He immediately told Regiment Commander Hui Jianming what he had seen.

The Ninth Regiment's bombardment of the Japanese cavalry regiment ended after just one round.

Mao Wenxing did not let go of the remaining less than one hundred Japanese cavalry on the ground.

He immediately notified Xiao Jianying, He Haiqing, and Zhu Qingmao to come and continue the pursuit.

The three attack planes that had just strafed the Shin'yūemon Battalion guarding the Lishan artillery position twice.

Immediately flew towards the Kasai Daimatsu Regiment.

Sergeant Mikawa Yatarō was lucky enough not to be injured in the recent bombing; not only was he unharmed.

His mount was also fine.

This was very fortunate. Mikawa Yatarō did not just accept his fate.

He did not turn his horse around and flee back immediately.

Instead, he controlled the warhorse that had been startled by the heavy artillery bombardment, comforted it.

He corrected the horse's head and closely followed Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu, who was charging at the front.

After being bombed, Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu did not change his marching route.

He continued to lead the remaining dozens of Japanese devils to charge towards Lishan.

The formation, which had become sparse after the shelling, gradually formed a charging formation again in the middle of the charge.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu became the arrowhead of the entire cavalry troop.

He looked back at the troops following behind him. Although they had suffered a major blow, his cavalry had caught up so quickly.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu was very pleased: after suffering a blow, they were able to recover quickly.

These Japanese devils were truly brave warriors of the empire!

His sigh came from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps the timing was not right.

Just as this sigh came out, three planes came from the west.

These were not planes of the Empire, that was Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu’s first thought when he saw them.

When he saw the first plane suddenly spewing out four tongues of fire and shooting at his subordinates.

His face changed again, and he shouted loudly, "Scatter! Scatter!"

He had done his best to give the order.

But his voice seemed so weak amidst the sound of hooves and the roar of planes.

Even so, the Japanese devils of the Kasai Daimatsu Regiment who had survived reacted reflexively and prepared to scatter.

This was their instinct on the battlefield: to scatter at the first sign of an attack.

The warhorses were fast, but the planes in the air were even faster.

The lightning speed on the ground was ultimately just an illusion.

The planes in the air, which seemed slow, unleashed a torrent of hot bullets before the warhorses of these Japanese devils on the ground could react.

Warhorses and Japanese devils fell to the ground one after another.

This was not just one attack plane attacking.

Three attack planes lined up and strafed past here in turn, ahead was the Japanese artillery position in Lishan.

Once again, they ravaged the Japanese devils of the Shin'yūemon Battalion.

Turning their heads, they continued to wreak havoc.

Mikawa Yatarō rode his warhorse, following Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu, who was still charging ahead.

He watched the three attack planes rushing towards him.

The three planes were flying so low that it looked as if Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu was waving his command sword and charging towards the planes.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu’s mood now was tragic.

His charge now was also out of desperation.

With three planes flying over from below, besides charging straight ahead.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu did not know what else to do.

He had been fighting on this land for many years, but he had never encountered a battle like this before.

For so many years, his opponents had always been those infantry.

Whether it was the National Army's infantry or those ragged Anti-Japanese Alliance soldiers who looked like refugees.

He had never taken those troops seriously. With a cavalry regiment, even if the opposing side had tens of thousands of infantry.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu was not afraid at all.

Today, he was afraid. The four dark gun barrels under the belly of the plane flying at the front.

Made him feel: this time, he was afraid he could not escape.

In the previous round of grenade bombardment, he had luckily escaped.

The subsequent plane strafing had left less than fifty of the remaining Japanese devils in the entire 22nd Cavalry Regiment.

How many would be left after this round of strafing?

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu, riding on his warhorse, thought a lot, but could do little.

He could only futilely wave his command sword at the planes in the air, fantasizing that he could cut those planes down with one slash.

Xiao Jianying watched the Japanese cavalry troops still charging towards him and fired all four machine guns at the same time.

He saw the command sword in the hand of the Japanese devil charging at the front fly out far away.

Regimental Commander Kasai Daimatsu and his horse fell to the ground together.

And could never stand up again.

Mikawa Yatarō, who was watching this scene from afar, suddenly lost his target to follow.

The four tongues of fire had already swept towards him.

He could no longer dodge!

The Kasai Daimatsu Cavalry Regiment was completely annihilated, with not a single survivor.

After Xiao Jianying and the others finished off these Japanese cavalry.

They continued to strafe the Japanese devils of the Shin'yūemon Battalion who were still struggling in Lishan.

Company Commander Kunisaki Yūshō looked back at the three planes that had just swept past, and then looked at the Eighth and Ninth Companies still attacking in front.

Finally, he couldn't help but call a communication soldier and order:

"Report to Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon that we need reinforcements here.

Less than one squad of Japanese devils in the entire company can still fight."

Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon helplessly looked at these communication soldiers who had run back to ask for help.

The reserve force in his hand had already been sent out.

Because the entire battalion had suffered heavy casualties, he had already requested reinforcements from Regimental Commander Noda Rigo.

Half an hour had passed, but the reinforcements had not yet arrived.

Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō of the 30th Infantry Brigade was in trouble: the 30th Brigade had already received the order to retreat.

However, the 308th Infantry Regiment in front was already entangled with the officers and soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade.

The 22nd Field Artillery Regiment was under fierce attack by the Special Operations Brigade.

The Shin'yūemon Battalion, which was protecting the artillery position, had suffered heavy casualties and was about to collapse.

Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō had just received another piece of bad news: the 20th Cavalry Regiment sent to reinforce the 22nd Field Artillery Regiment had been completely annihilated.

The cavalry regiment that had just been sent out had not played any role other than to die.

And now the Special Operations Brigade's air strafing had completely controlled the entire battlefield.

Retreat was necessary, retreat was not a problem!

How to retreat was the question.

In the current situation, Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō could confirm that one battalion commander of the 33rd Infantry Regiment was serving as the reserve force for the entire brigade.

Their retreat would not suffer any losses.

In addition, the 16th Engineer Regiment and the 16th Transport Regiment could also safely retreat back.

But as an infantry division, the most important infantry, eight infantry battalions, could only completely withdraw one infantry battalion.

Just thinking about this situation made Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō feel ashamed.

No matter what, he still issued the order to retreat to the 308th Infantry Regiment.

Regimental Commander Yamai Seiji of the 308th Regiment received the retreat order at this time.

He immediately conveyed the order to Major Hoshi Ryōta, Major Egawa Ryōsuke, Major Akatani Yūki, and Major Kawasaki Kazuma, who were struggling on the position.

No matter how fierce the battle ahead was, the order was still conveyed.

What happened next was beyond Regimental Commander Yamai Seiji’s control.

His regimental headquarters was also within the attack range of the Special Operations Brigade, and Regimental Commander Yamai Seiji immediately retreated.

The order he gave to the battalion commanders was to break through separately.

In fact, since yesterday, his entire regiment had been dispersed into small teams.

At this time, it was impossible to concentrate and retreat.

And the Special Operations Brigade did not allow it. As long as the Japanese devils concentrated in slightly larger teams, or there were more Japanese devils.

A wave of heavy artillery bombardment would immediately be called in.

Major Hoshi Ryōta received the retreat order and looked at the communication soldier who came to convey the order.

He asked himself, "How can we retreat with the troops so scattered?"

The innocent communication soldier silently looked at Major Hoshi Ryōta in front of him.

Major Hoshi Ryōta was very helpless: how could he convey the retreat message to the entire battalion?

The same troubles also arose in Major Egawa Ryōsuke and Major Akatani Yūki.

Their troops were now scattered into small teams, fighting with the troops of the Special Operations Brigade.

Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō of the Infantry Regiment could give up some of them.

But the Field Artillery Regiment was something he was unwilling to give up no matter what.

Now a troop of the Special Operations Brigade was attacking the field artillery position fiercely. What was their purpose?

Anyone with eyes could see: they were clearly going for those field guns.

The fighting on the front line was getting fiercer and fiercer, and Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō finally conveyed the retreat order to the 22nd Field Artillery Regiment.

Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku immediately organized the Japanese devils, preparing to drag these cannons out of the position.

They had been very smooth when they placed these cannons yesterday.

Now the situation was very different. Planes were constantly strafing in the air. Every ten minutes or so, the three planes would strafe the entire artillery position.

How could they drag the cannons out under these circumstances?

Not to mention taking these cannons away.

The order received by Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon had now become: to cover the retreat of the Field Artillery Regiment.

Company Commander Kunisaki Yūshō looked desperately at the soldiers of the Ninth Company rushing up.

Although these soldiers did not have fortresses like tanks.

But they had planes overhead and cannons in their ranks.

They had been suppressing the entire Kunisaki Yūshō Company from the beginning of the war until now.

And these infantrymen were also pushing weapons that looked like small carts, which could be used as shields and had heavy machine guns on them to strafe.

The firepower of his troops had been suppressed all the time, and they could not exert their strength at all.

Originally, there were grenade launchers that could fire grenades to deal with these small carts.

But the planes that appeared from time to time overhead and the mortar bombardments from the opposite side were the nemesis of these grenade launchers.

Now only he was left in the entire Kunisaki Yūshō Company.

The reinforcements that had been requested for so long had not arrived. Company Commander Kunisaki Yūshō fired a bullet at the cart that was still advancing.

He hoped to create a miracle.

The miracle did not happen. Company Commander Kunisaki Yūshō was hit by a heavy machine gun bullet.

He fell into the trench, his eyes open, watching the agile figures jump into the trench one by one.

A gap had been opened in the Shin'yūemon Battalion's defense line.

Next, this gap quickly expanded. The defense line, which had been struggling to support itself, collapsed completely in just a few minutes.

Seeing that they could no longer hold on here.

Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon had no choice but to lead the last of the battalion, less than a hundred Japanese devils, to retreat quickly.

He roared at Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku of the 6th Field Artillery Regiment, who was still hesitating:

"The people from the Special Operations Brigade are here, hurry up and leave!"

"These cannons!" Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku was very entangled. He was reluctant to part with these cannons.

As a high-ranking officer of the Empire, he knew the value of these cannons.

"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood!

Hurry!" Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon said loudly.

Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku looked at the Japanese devils under his command, some of whom had quietly joined the infantry ranks.

Instantly, the number of the Shin'yūemon Battalion, which had less than a hundred Japanese devils, doubled.

"Give up the cannons! Retreat!

Blow up these cannons, and don't leave them to the Special Operations Brigade!" Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku made a final struggle.

"It's too late!" Battalion Commander Shin'yūemon pointed at the soldiers of the Eighth Company who had already caught up.

It was indeed too late.

Regimental Commander Miyama Masafuku looked at the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade rushing over.

If he hesitated for another minute, he was afraid he would not be able to escape.

And the Japanese devils under his command had taken the initiative to retreat when they saw the infantry battalion retreating.

Now there were only a dozen or so guards left on the position.

This team of Japanese devils began to retreat quickly.

As expected! Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō was in the command post at Takabashi Gate.

He learned that the 22nd Field Artillery Regiment had left all the cannons on the position.

Most of the Japanese devils of the entire 22nd Field Artillery Regiment had also been killed or injured.

So far, the fighting on the front line was still going on.

Except for Regimental Commander Yamai Seiji of the 308th Infantry Regiment, who led the regimental headquarters to retreat.

Not a single organized team of Japanese devils had retreated so far.

Even if it was just a small team that retreated!

Major Hoshi Ryōta sent all the dozen or so Japanese devils in the battalion headquarters out.

He sent them out to convey the retreat order.

War was cruel! Major Hoshi Ryōta now had a deep understanding of it.

The seventeen Japanese devils he sent out were discovered by the attack planes patrolling in the air less than a hundred meters after rushing out of the command post.

Under the continuous strafing of four machine guns, Major Hoshi Ryōta only saw flesh and blood and severed limbs and feet flying up from the positions where those Japanese devils were crawling.

Those were all splashed out after the Japanese devils were hit by machine gun bullets.

How many of those Japanese devils he sent out could still survive?

Major Hoshi Ryōta no longer had any idea.

How could the retreat order for the entire battalion be conveyed?

This was a difficult problem.

Major Kawasaki Kazuma's battalion headquarters was set up in Hashimoto Town.

Today's battle had just begun not long ago when the entire Hashimoto Town was hit by a wave of heavy artillery bombardment.

If Major Kawasaki Kazuma had not absorbed the lessons of the two battalions that had been completely annihilated yesterday.

And specially ordered the battalion command post to be built more firmly, so that it could withstand the bombardment of 150mm heavy artillery.

Today, this command post withstood the test.

A shell exploded steadily on top of the command post, but only blew up some dust. The Japanese devils inside the entire command post were safe and sound.

The Japanese devils inside the command post looked at their battalion commander with the eyes of gods.

They all knew: it was the battalion commander who saved all the Japanese devils.

Although Major Kawasaki Kazuma's battalion had escaped the bombardment, his other troops deployed in Hashimoto Town suffered heavy losses.

After a few rounds of bombardment, the entire Hashimoto Town had been turned into ruins.

The people had long since run away when the Japanese devils came.

These Japanese devils had also chosen to live in the houses of those people.

Now they had tasted the bitterness.

This was not over yet. Major Kawasaki Kazuma had not yet recovered from the artillery bombardment.

Wu Yuan's five companies began to attack.

In order to take care of the 14th Regiment, Zhen Danxiao specially asked the 9th Regiment to bombard all the way to Hashimoto Town.

Although the power of heavy artillery bombardment was great.

But after all, it was not a comprehensive carpet bombing.

The Japanese devils on this road that had just been bombed suffered heavy casualties.

By the time the 5th Company attacked to the front.

The Japanese devils on both sides had supplemented them.

According to Zhen Danxiao’s plan, the troops attacking Hashimoto Town had to be able to attack and defend.

Therefore, among the entire attacking troops, this troop had the most troops.

It was precisely because the five companies of the 14th Regiment had a large number of people that they came out of Chunhua.

They had just come into contact with the Japanese devils and used almost ten times the troops to deal with one Japanese devil squad.

It was very smooth at the beginning.

Heavy machine guns led the way in front, and mortars and Type 92 infantry guns escorted them in the rear.

The Japanese devil infantry squads encountered along the way could not stop their charge at all.

Not to mention that there were three planes coming to help from time to time in the air.

If it were not for the protection of Commander Zhen Danxiao behind them, Wu Yuan would not dare to charge so fiercely.

Although their troop could be brave and diligent now and directly attack Hashimoto Town.

But on the left and right sides of the 14th Regiment were all Japanese devil troops.

After his five companies had just rushed past, the Japanese devils would soon join forces and cut off the retreat.

Even so, Wu Yuan still personally led the five companies forward.

After the five companies of Wu Yuan's regiment rushed out two kilometers, the pressure they faced increased.

The Japanese devils' resistance in front became more and more powerful.

There were also Japanese devil squads attacking on the left and right sides, and some Japanese devil troops chased up from behind the 14th Regiment to fight.

Wu Yuan's regiment was completely surrounded by the Japanese devils.

And the distance between these Japanese devils and the 14th Regiment was not far, and heavy artillery bombardment could not reach these Japanese devils.

Under these circumstances, only the assistance of the three planes in the air could allow them to continue to advance.

Through radio guidance, Xiao Jianying and the other three kept opening the way for Wu Yuan's regiment in front.

They rushed into Hashimoto Town just like that.

After breaking through the outskirts of Hashimoto Town, the resistance encountered when they really rushed into Hashimoto Town was not so fierce.

Major Kawasaki Kazuma was surrounded by a strange troop of the Special Operations Brigade in the command post in Hashimoto Town.

Outside were the Japanese devils of Major Kawasaki Kazuma's battalion, attacking wave after wave.

This was why his battalion had not received the retreat order.

The Japanese devils of the several battalions that received the retreat order looked at the increasingly dangerous situation on the battlefield.

The battalion commanders no longer thought about taking the entire battalion back.

After Major Hoshi Ryōta personally saw the messenger being strafed by machine guns.

He also stopped sending Japanese devils out to send messages, and immediately led the entire battalion headquarters to withdraw from the battlefield.

It was not that he had made such a choice.

Major Egawa Ryōsuke and Major Akatani Yūki had made the same decision one after another.

Major Hoshi Ryōta, who was the first to return to the 30th Brigade headquarters, finally made Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō's gloomy face show a trace of ugly smile.

"How many warriors did your battalion retreat back with?"

Major Hoshi Ryōta looked at the thirteen Japanese devils behind him. These few Japanese devils did not need to line up and report the number.

He understood at a glance: "Thirteen!"

In fact, there were still more than twenty of them when they retreated from the battalion headquarters.

They were attacked twice by planes in the air on the way, and several of them died.

Brigade Commander Sasaki Tarō's face, which had just been crying better than smiling, turned gloomy again.

In the end, he said nothing, but simply said, "It's good to be back!"

These words excited Major Hoshi Ryōta, and he reported, "Brigade Commander, the warriors are still fighting on the front line.

They will definitely come back."

The number of Japanese devils brought back by Major Egawa Ryōsuke and Major Akatani Yūki, who arrived later, did not exceed twenty.

With the retreat of the three battalion commanders, sporadic Japanese devils finally began to return.

The largest troop was the Mizuike Kengo Squad of the Akatani Yūki Battalion.

Squad Leader Mizuike Kengo led the thirty-seven Japanese devils under his command to retreat back.

He had brought back the most Japanese devils at one time so far.

This gave Major Akatani Yūki face.

Nearly five hundred Japanese devil infantrymen had returned one after another.

After that, no more Japanese devils returned.

The sound of gunfire on the front line had become sparse.

Regimental Commander Wu Yuan stood in front of Major Kawasaki Kazuma's body.

Looking at the Japanese devil who had committed suicide by cutting his stomach, Regimental Commander Wu was also filled with emotion.

No matter what, the 14th Regiment had personally killed a Japanese devil battalion commander today.

If it were in the past, such a credit could have alarmed Chiang Kai-shek.

But now Regimental Commander Wu already knew: with so many military achievements of the Special Operations Brigade, killing a Japanese devil battalion commander was nothing.

These Japanese devils were like bugs. After Major Kawasaki Kazuma committed suicide, the Japanese devils attacking Hashimoto Town dispersed at once.

At this time, it was time for the 14th Regiment to pursue and kill the Japanese devils.

Wu Yuan left a company to guard Hashimoto Town, and the remaining four companies launched a counter-charge against the Japanese devils in four directions.

Regimental Commander Zhen Danxiao had ordered that the pursuit of the Japanese devils could not exceed Takabashi Gate in the direction of Nanjing, Heding Bridge in the direction of the west, and Zhushan in the direction of the east.

The retreat order of the China Dispatch Army was also issued to the 11th Division at the same time.

When Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō of the 10th Brigade received the retreat order on General Mountain.

He was overjoyed and immediately ordered his two infantry regiments to retreat to Nanjing.

He wanted to return to the camp today.

The latest order of the 11th Division was to take over Nanjing and maintain the security of Nanjing.

This time, most of the troops were lost only because Commander Yasuiji Okamura of the China Dispatch Army wanted to make a fire for himself when he took office.

This fire was not well made, and more than 20,000 Japanese devils were burned to ashes.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō’s thoughts in his heart dared not be revealed at all.

He only repeatedly urged the entire brigade to leave General Mountain quickly.

In the brigade commander's heart, reconnaissance soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade had been constantly active around him these days.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō was always afraid that unexpected situations would happen.

He never thought that he would have the talent to think about something and it would come true.

The accident actually came sooner than tomorrow.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō's camp was suddenly bombarded by dense artillery fire.

Shell after shell flew towards General Mountain like raindrops.

Regimental Commander Li Zhize was originally a company commander of the Central Teaching Corps. His spirit of being able to fight, daring to fight, and wanting to fight was much stronger than that of Regimental Commander Ding Zimin.

Yesterday afternoon, when the 10th Regiment had just arrived at Moling Pass, he had already inquired in detail about the situation of the Japanese devils around Moling Pass.

This morning, Regimental Commander Li Zhize sent out five reconnaissance squads, carrying wireless equipment, to check the situation on General Mountain.

After the first news came back, he decided to take the initiative to attack.

Although Regimental Commander Ding Zimin had become a regimental commander earlier than Li Zhize.

However, the 66th Army was a local army, and Li Zhize, the company commander, came from the strongest force in the entire National Army.

The command of the two regiments was handed over to Li Zhize without any dispute.

Regimental Commander Li Zhize was not polite at all. He asked Regimental Commander Ding to lead four infantry companies and one artillery company to garrison Moling Pass.

He himself led the 10th Regiment and five companies of the 12th Regiment to Niushou Mountain.

General Mountain, Niushou Mountain, and other places were important defense lines for the National Army to defend Nanjing three months ago.

The trenches and fortifications on these mountains still had relics.

In fact, the Japanese devil 10th Infantry Brigade was stationed on General Mountain in the former camp position of the National Army.

The mountain was still the same mountain, and the terrain was still the same terrain as before.

With the same mountain and terrain, the camps that could be stationed and the commanding heights that needed to be controlled were fixed.

Li Zhize led the troops to march quickly from Moling Pass to General Mountain, a distance of ten kilometers.

The 10th Regiment was not familiar with the terrain here, but the 12th Regiment was too familiar with this place.

During normal training, the troops of the 12th Regiment often trained in these places.

Whether it was Niushou Mountain, Fang Mountain, or General Mountain, the 12th Regiment knew them all.

Knowing Regimental Commander Li Zhize's intention, the officers and soldiers of the 12th Regiment cooperated quite well.

Before the 10th Regiment had arrived at Moling Pass, they already knew that more than 14,000 Japanese devils had been annihilated in Dangtu.

The 10th Regiment had contributed to this.

With such teammates with military achievements assisting, the morale of the officers and soldiers of the 12th Regiment was high.

The marching speed was very fast.

For them, today's march was just another training.

Regimental Commander Li Zhize's combat intention today was very clear: to annihilate the Japanese devils' living strength.

Not with the purpose of completely annihilating the Japanese devils, nor with the purpose of occupying General Mountain.

He came here to attack the Japanese devils stationed on General Mountain from a long distance.

In addition, after arriving at Niushou Mountain, he immediately ordered the five companies of the 12th Regiment to intersperse between General Mountain and Nanjing.

Their task was to shoot out as much ammunition as possible when the Japanese devils escaped.

He did not ask to completely block the Japanese devils on General Mountain.

All of this was just to kill more Japanese devils.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō of the 10th Infantry Brigade listened to the continuous sound of dense explosions.

He panicked and repeatedly urged the retreat.

Now he did not care how the subordinate 22nd Infantry Regiment and 12th Regiment retreated.

Anyway, he wanted to leave first.

The 10th Infantry Brigade took the lead in retreating from General Mountain towards Nanjing.

This immediately caused panic in the 12th Infantry Regiment.

Regimental Commander Nakamu Masaaki saw the shells exploding on the surrounding mountains, and also saw the brigade commander leading a group of Japanese devils fleeing in panic.

Without saying a word, he immediately led the Japanese devils of the regimental headquarters to follow.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō and his group had not walked far from the command post when a burst of dense gunfire and explosions came from ahead.

Squad Leader Kobayashi Nakahei led the Japanese devils under his command and hurriedly advanced towards Nanjing.

His squad shouldered the most important task of the entire brigade: to open the way for Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō in front.

During the two days that the entire brigade was stationed on General Mountain, reconnaissance teams of the Special Operations Brigade were always active around them.

His squad was now to prevent the sneak attacks of those reconnaissance teams.

Squad Leader Kobayashi Nakahei had to ask the Japanese devils in the team to be careful and vigilant, and also to maintain their speed.

The artillery bombardment behind them had not stopped, and Squad Leader Kobayashi Nakahei could fully understand the brigade commander's desire to return to Nanjing as soon as possible under these circumstances.

His squad was also running fast.

Company Commander Chen Mingwen of the 5th Company of the 12th Regiment led the team to the destination.

He immediately ordered the team to seize the high ground, and also buried directional bombs along the road.

They learned the technology of this directional bomb from the 1st Regiment.

When Chen Sichuan and the others attacked Moling Pass, the officers and soldiers of the 12th Regiment saw the power of this bomb.

At that time, they were very envious.

At that time, they had just joined the Special Operations Brigade, and the brigade commander thought that others would hide these combat skills at the bottom of the box.

What they did not expect was that the 1st Regiment had specially stayed in Moling Pass for two more days that time.

Not only did they teach the technology of making and arranging directional bombs.

They also specially taught the assassination skills to the 12th Regiment.

Since then, the officers and soldiers of the 12th Regiment had been practicing the technology of directional bombs all the time.

Unfortunately, they had never used it in actual combat for so long.

Of course, these bombs had to be buried today.

Happiness came very quickly. Less than an hour after the 5th Company's directional bombs were arranged.

Some Japanese devils took the bait.

A small squad of Japanese devils, Company Commander Chen Mingwen already felt that was enough.

In the past, even if the entire regiment could kill more than fifty Japanese devils at one time.

That was also a great victory.

Company Commander Chen Mingwen secretly made a gesture, and the directional bomb was immediately detonated.

Squad Leader Kobayashi Nakahei saw the fire flashing and had no time to do anything.

He had been penetrated by countless iron bullets.

After his entire squad was hit like this, less than ten of them could still stand.

They were all resolved by the charge led by Chen Mingwen's team.

The Japanese devil brigade headquarters, more than three hundred meters away from Squad Leader Kobayashi Nakahei, heard the sound of explosions coming from ahead, and also saw a team of Special Operations Brigade soldiers rushing out.

With one face-to-face encounter, they killed all the fifty-odd Japanese devils in Kobayashi Nakahei's squad.

Such a fierce team made the Japanese devils behind them unwilling to continue to rush up.

They quickly changed their retreat route.

Anyway, there were many roads to return to Nanjing from General Mountain.

Well!

All roads lead to Nanjing, why go down one road to the end?

Company Commander Chen Mingwen remembered Regimental Commander Li Zhize's instructions: "Eliminate the Japanese devils' living strength, and don't chase the Japanese devils too hard.

Even if the rabbit is in a hurry, it will bite people, not to mention these Japanese devils."

Therefore, the 5th Company Commander did not let the soldiers chase after them, but only cleaned up the weapons and ammunition in the ambush circle.

The soldiers of the entire 5th Company were all excited at this time.

Today, these Japanese devils were killed by themselves.

This was the first time they had independently killed so many Japanese devils!

Company Commander Chen Mingwen was also very happy in his heart.

He said with a smile to everyone, "Seize the time to clean up the battlefield and set up the directional bombs again."

"Company Commander! You are waiting for the hare to come!"

Some soldiers said this.

Chen Mingwen said with a smile: "There are so many Japanese devils on General Mountain, and only a small part of them are coming down now.

When there are more Japanese devils, they will be in a hurry to choose the road, and they will naturally rush over."

Their company had a good start, and immediately sent the news to Regimental Commander Li Zhize via radio.

Regimental Commander Nakamu Masaaki was walking on the road of General Mountain with Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō.

The annihilation of Kobayashi Nakahei's squad just now had frightened the Japanese devils of the entire brigade headquarters.

A squad died too quickly,

Regimental Commander Nakamu Masaaki regretted a little in his heart: he should have brought a battalion with him.

Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō also had the same thought at this time.

The battle just now made him understand: the road back to Nanjing was not so smooth.

Running fast was not important, what was important was to be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō finally issued the order: "Transfer a battalion here!"

His order was to Regimental Commander Nakamu Masaaki.

Major Kitakaze Kichita was ordered to be transferred by Regimental Commander Nakamu Masaaki under these circumstances.

Originally, after receiving the retreat order, Major Kitakaze Kichita was also gathering his troops and preparing to retreat.

The shelling had lasted for half an hour, and during this time, the Special Operations Brigade had not launched an attack on General Mountain.

This made the Japanese devils stationed on this mountain calmer.

Although the dense artillery bombardment had caused them a lot of damage.

But at least they did not have to engage in close combat.

Besides, they were originally going to give up the position, and now they only needed a little time to drag the weapons arranged on the position away.

When the Japanese devils of the Kitakaze Kichita Battalion were carrying equipment to retreat, they had already left more than a hundred corpses on the mountain.

This was something that could not be helped. They could not spend another two hundred Japanese devils to carry these corpses up!

By the time they were ordered to walk in front of Brigade Commander Amagu Jirō and clear the way for him.

Another half an hour had passed.

This time, they changed direction.

When Company Commander Wang Yuzhi of the 6