Attacks continued until 4:30 AM.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng issued the order: The 181st Regiment would hold its current position.

The remaining units were to retreat to their original starting positions.

The Special Operations Brigade, as the only unit to complete its offensive mission that night,

was once again commended by Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng.

From the captured Japanese documents, the Second Army Group learned that the Third Battalion of the Japanese 60th Regiment had arrived on the battlefield.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng ordered that the road from Liujia Lake to Tai'erzhuang be destroyed as much as possible.

The entire 186th Regiment was withdrawn to Tai'erzhuang to strengthen the defenses.

The 182nd Regiment retreated back to the North City Railway Station to serve as the division's reserve force.

The newly arrived 1st Battalion of the 7th Artillery Regiment immediately set up artillery positions.

Artillery Battalion Commander Qu Tiancheng immediately directed his soldiers to build artillery fortifications overnight,

deploying the battalion's ten 75mm field guns.

Chi Fengcheng personally led the 3rd Armored Car Company, which had only arrived in Tai'erzhuang that evening.

They drove out of Tai'erzhuang and came to the northernmost end of Nanluo Village, opening fire on the Japanese strongholds in Beiluo Village and Liujia Lake.

Artillery bombardment, followed by an infantry charge.

This time, the Special Operations Brigade was chosen to cooperate with his attack on Beiluo Village.

The Nakata Detachment, stationed in Beiluo Village, had already been heavily attacked by the 185th Regiment earlier that night.

Although they had managed to hide in their fortifications and repel the 185th Regiment's attack,

they were now being bombarded by artillery fire, and the Japanese soldiers of the entire detachment immediately began to retaliate.

This time, they bombed the tanks parked in Nanluo Village.

The Nakata Detachment's counterattack was completely ineffective.

In reality, Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng's act of leading the tanks in such a simple bombardment, aside from boosting the morale of the Nationalist soldiers who witnessed it from afar,

did little to inflict casualties on the Japanese.

The tank bombardment lasted for ten minutes, giving the Nakata Detachment a great scare.

As soon as the bombardment ended,

the Special Operations Brigade began its charge.

This time, they launched their attack right under Battalion Commander Chi's nose.

Battalion Commander Chi watched as the 1st Company used what appeared to be the earliest form of a group charge.

Five carts led the way,

with the soldiers charging behind them.

When the tank bombardment had begun, the Nakata Detachment had panicked for a moment.

But it quickly calmed down, because they discovered that while the tank guns were powerful, they were not very accurate.

They were still very safe hiding in their fortifications.

Now it was different: infantry charging at them could really mean death.

The Nakata Detachment commanded: "Counterattack! Counterattack!"

This was the third time they had been attacked tonight, and the soldiers under its command had accumulated enough anger.

It was time to let that anger out.

Heavy machine gun and machine gun bullets poured out of the fortifications.

Grenades and rifle bullets were fired from the hands of the Japanese soldiers who charged out of the fortifications and into the trenches.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was faintly light.

The muzzle flashes from the firing guns were clearly visible.

When Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng saw the dense hail of bullets from the Japanese,

he ordered the tank squadron to open fire again.

Tank Squadron Leader Wang Zhong reported with difficulty: "Battalion Commander! Firing at this time could easily injure our own troops.

Should we just charge in?"

"Good!"

The tank squadron advanced once more.

1st Company Commander Gu Xiuming commanded five heavy machine guns to suppress the Japanese soldiers in the trenches.

Six infantry guns conducted pinpoint elimination of the Japanese fortifications.

Each shot represented another destroyed fortification.

The Japanese fortifications were being cleared one by one by the Special Operations Brigade.

The 1st Company's advance did not stop.

At this moment, the roar of tank engines came from behind.

The 1st Company immediately changed its tactics: all the soldiers took cover behind the tanks.

Following the tanks, they charged into Beiluo Village in one go.

Detachment Commander Nakata had not expected the Nationalist army to charge in so quickly.

He had no choice but to abandon those trapped Japanese soldiers and escape from Beiluo Village with the remaining few dozen soldiers.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng watched as the position they had fought over for a day and a night returned.

He ordered: "The Special Operations Brigade will garrison Beiluo Village."

This was an acknowledgement of the Special Operations Brigade, and also placed a burden on Lin Fan.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng said to Lin Fan: "Brigade Commander Lin! Director Bai was here last night.

He pointed out that Tai'erzhuang is not currently executing a flanking maneuver to lure the enemy.

But to directly resist the enemy.

The Japanese have already regarded this place as a strategic point that they must take at all costs.

According to the intelligence we have captured: there are already three Japanese infantry battalions, one field artillery battalion, one heavy artillery company, and one armored car company on the front lines.

Beiluo Village serves as the forward position north of Tai'erzhuang.

I hope you will defend it well.

Are there any difficulties?"

"I guarantee the completion of the mission!

There is only one difficulty! My company needs one pig per day!"

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng had also heard that this unit had been buying meat everywhere these past few days.

They didn't care about chicken, duck, or fish, they ate meat every day.

Looking at the physique of these soldiers in the Special Operations Brigade,

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng was very envious:

"I will do my best!"

Lin Fan ordered: "Notify An Ping! Immediately lead the artillery platoon to report."

Chi Fengcheng was aware that the Special Operations Brigade had an anti-aircraft gun.

It had been airlifted over from Jurong.

He also knew that this Lin Fan had killed four people in the Kuomintang military intelligence station in Xuzhou, including the action team leader.

Just as Director Li was preparing to punish him,

this Brigade Commander Lin had actually shot down two Japanese planes that came to bomb the Fifth War Zone Headquarters with two artillery shots.

Then he was assigned to this place.

Last night, even Director Bai asked: "What is the current mission of that Special Operations Brigade that came from Jurong?"

Although Chi Fengcheng was not well-read, he was not stupid.

From Director Bai's special inquiry, he knew that this was probably to give the Special Operations Brigade a heavier burden.

To put them in a more important position.

Originally, Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng felt that this small team of four hundred people should be well protected by the 31st Division.

For men from Northwest China, protecting the weak was deeply ingrained in their nature.

But judging from Director Bai's tone last night, this was the wrong approach.

Combined with the combat effectiveness of the Special Operations Brigade, Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng felt that it was necessary to give Lin Fan a bit more responsibility.

After instructing Lin Fan a few times, he was about to leave when Lin Fan requested:

"Battalion Commander Chi! The Liujia Lake direction poses a serious threat to our army's occupied Beiluo Village.

Can our army launch a preemptive strike?"

"Liujia Village?" The main force of the 186th Regiment had attacked last night but failed to take it.

Having someone willing to take the initiative to attack, even if it was just to scare the Japanese, would be good.

At least it could boost the morale of all the officers and soldiers.

"Yes! North of Tai'erzhuang, the Special Operations Brigade's main task is to defend Beiluo.

On this basis, you are free to act."

"Can we also attack and then abandon it?" Lin Fan asked.

He was now under someone else's jurisdiction, and some things had to have a clear bottom line.

"Yes, the only thing you cannot abandon is Beiluo."

"Understood!"

Lin Fan immediately ordered:

"1st Platoon will immediately conduct a stealthy attack to find the Japanese heavy artillery positions.

Once the positions are located, guide the artillery platoon to bombard them.

Make sure the Japanese heavy artillery positions are destroyed.

2nd Platoon will immediately attack Liujia Village and drive the Japanese out.

Immediately return to defend Beiluo Village.

3rd Platoon will immediately establish defensive positions in Beiluo.

Positions capable of withstanding Japanese 150mm heavy artillery.

Move out!"

"Yes!"

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng hadn't even left yet.

Hearing Lin Fan divide his already small force into three parts,

Whether it was the 1st Platoon going out to find the Japanese artillery positions,

or the 2nd Platoon attacking Liujia Village, these were impossible missions.

The Japanese heavy artillery hadn't even opened fire yet.

How could a single platoon of soldiers find them?

How tenacious were the Japanese in Liujia Village?

The 186th Regiment under his command was definitely not a bunch of softies.

They were also tough Northwestern men who could fight hard and shed blood.

Although the current acting regimental commander was just a staff officer from the division headquarters, Wang Guanwu was definitely a tough guy.

They couldn't take down a position overnight, and you want to take it down with just one platoon.

And not even defend it?

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng immediately said: "Brigade Commander Lin! I will send a battalion from the 186th Regiment to follow behind your 2nd Platoon.

If they capture Liujia Village, it will be transferred to the 1st Battalion for defense.

Your men can retreat."

"Good!"

At this time, 2nd Platoon Leader Qian Tianyou had already led his men towards Liujia Village.

Battalion Commander Chi Chengfeng had just ordered the tank guns to bombard Liujia Village.

The 186th Regiment had also damaged the road along the way, making it bumpy and uneven.

But none of this stopped the 2nd Platoon.

They pushed two makeshift tanks, followed by two infantry guns.

Now Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng finally noticed that each platoon under Lin Fan's command was equivalent to a company of his own.

He asked Lin Fan: "Brigade Commander Lin! Are your units all like this?"

Battalion Commander Chi Chengfeng was very curious about this newly formed Special Operations Brigade.

He didn't know what gave this unit the confidence to openly shoot and kill senior Nationalist officers in Xuzhou City.

Lin Fan said with a wry smile: "No! Our companies are just normally fully staffed.

When we retreated from Teng County, we temporarily recruited more than a hundred new recruits.

In the current situation, it is impossible to conduct centralized training for the new recruits.

We had to have one veteran lead one new recruit and let them learn on the battlefield.

In reality, I am very unwilling to do this.

But this is the battlefield, there is no other way!"

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng was angered by Lin Fan's statement.

The Second Army Group had fought a battle with the Japanese at Niangziguan.

The original two armies were directly reduced to one.

Army Commander Feng Anbang's 42nd Army, the 42nd Army now only had an empty shell.

The 27th Division suffered heavy casualties, with combat personnel less than half of what they had before the war.

Second Army Group Commander Sun Lianzhong had been applying for reinforcements, but he had not received anyone.

The entire Nationalist army was short of manpower, and Chiang Kai-shek's Central Army had suffered particularly heavy losses after the battles of Songhu and Nanjing.

They were a priority for replenishment.

Second Army Group, this kind of miscellaneous unit, could only wait in line for subsequent troop replenishment.

But Lin Fan was still complaining here: your Special Operations Brigade's manpower has not decreased but increased.

This was a good thing!

Because he knew that Lin Fan wanted to capture Liujia Village, Battalion Commander Chi waited and watched how their hundred-odd soldiers would fight.

Now Chi Fengcheng also understood that among these hundred-odd soldiers, there were new recruits who had only joined the Special Operations Brigade for six days.

Lin Fan, seeing that the 2nd Platoon had already engaged the Japanese,

said to Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng: "Battalion Commander! I'm sorry,

I need to move too."

After speaking, he walked to a place a dozen meters away.

Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long, and the others had already set up the mortars.

By the time Lin Fan squatted behind the mortar,

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng finally understood: Lin Fan was going to personally fire the mortar.

Lin Fan adjusted the angle of the mortar and immediately threw a shell into the barrel.

The first shell flew out and exploded accurately in the Japanese trenches.

The fortifications on both sides of the trench had been hit directly by the 1st Platoon's infantry guns and had gone silent.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng, watching how they attacked the city, couldn't believe it:

Was it that simple?

He had commanded the tanks to fire more than a dozen shells at the two fortifications that had just been destroyed, but none had hit.

Lin Fan continued to fire, constantly bombarding the Japanese trenches in front of him.

It wasn't until the soldiers of the 2nd Platoon charged to within forty meters of the trenches that he switched to barrage fire.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng had risen through the ranks from a regular soldier.

Of course, he could see that Lin Fan was using mortars to clear the way for the 2nd Platoon.

The soldiers of the 2nd Platoon charged into the first line of defense of the Japanese in Liujia Village.

Immediately expanding their gains along the trenches.

They couldn't see the fighting that was happening in the trenches.

But the intense gunfire could be heard.

When the 2nd Platoon advanced to the second line of defense of the Japanese in Liujia Village,

the Japanese soldiers defending Liujia Village finally collapsed.

They fled from the fortifications and jumped out of the trenches.

These Japanese soldiers were not fleeing backward.

Instead, they directly launched a counterattack against the attacking 2nd Platoon.

"These Japanese soldiers are so brave!"

Although they were enemies,

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng couldn't help but admire the Japanese soldiers.

The next second, his admiration stopped.

Lin Fan did not stop because of Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng's admiration.

Instead, he fired several shells in quick succession.

The charging group of thirty or so Japanese soldiers who were gathered together were all blown over.

Some Japanese soldiers were killed or wounded by the shells and had to fall down.

Some Japanese soldiers fell down voluntarily to avoid the shells.

Regardless of why these Japanese soldiers fell down,

Qian Tianyou, who was charging, did not stop.

Leading his men, he charged into the middle of this group of Japanese soldiers.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng watched as the soldiers of the 2nd Platoon of the Special Operations Brigade stabbed the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground with their bayonets.

He asked in confusion: "Brigade Commander Lin! What is the meaning of this?"

Lin Fan saw that the Japanese soldiers in Liujia Village were no longer firing potshots or opening fire.

Only then did he stop the shelling.

He said seriously to Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng:

"The Japanese especially admire the Bushido spirit.

They would rather die than surrender.

Even if they are wounded and captured,

it will be considered a weakness and a disgrace.

The Special Operations Brigade has always been happy to help others.

Therefore, we fulfill their wishes.

They need strength, so we give them strength.

They don't want disgrace, so we give them dignity."

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng watched Lin Fan talking nonsense with a straight face.

He laughed: "You are嫌弃 prisoners, aren't you!

After all, treating prisoners requires not only food but also treatment.

And medicines are not easy to find now."

"No! No! No!" Lin Fan denied three times in a row.

"We give preferential treatment to prisoners. If there are any who are willing to be prisoners,

we have meat every day and unlimited white rice.

As for medicines, we also have them here."

Lin Fan looked at Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng's disbelieving expression.

To prove it, Lin Fan pointed to the thirty soldiers who were still standing behind him and said:

"These are the prisoners we captured on the battlefield.

Battalion Commander, you only need to look at their faces to know if they eat meat every day."

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng looked at the medical soldiers standing behind Lin Fan.

Originally, he had not paid attention to these soldiers.

Now, taking a closer look, he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Brigade Commander Lin, your medical soldiers, why are there so many young girls?"

He could see that among Lin Fan's medical soldiers, there were not only female soldiers,

but also very beautiful female soldiers.

Lin Fan said with a wry smile: "These are all prisoners of war on the battlefield.

They were originally like this, I can't just bury them, can I!"

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng said meaningfully: "With these soldiers, military discipline will be difficult to manage."

"It's okay! It's okay!" Lin Fan said humbly.

In the midst of their banter, Liujia Village was actually occupied by the 2nd Platoon.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng once again witnessed the difference of the Special Operations Brigade:

When cleaning up the battlefield, they took away the weapons and ammunition.

This was the basic operation of every team.

Taking away the Japanese soldiers' helmets, hats, and backpacks was also understandable.

But the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade stripped the Japanese soldiers of their clothes, pants, and even their leather shoes.

What kind of operation was this?

He looked at Lin Fan in confusion.

Lin Fan said with a smile:

"Our country is still very poor. Collecting these clothes from the Japanese soldiers

can still be sent to the rear to exchange for some money.

They can also be distributed to the people for free, so that they can be warmer in winter."

"But! You are being disrespectful." Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng, a man who didn't know many words, felt that this was a bit rude.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "They came into this world naked.

From the moment they set foot on our land, they should have expected to be sent away naked.

Battalion Commander Chi, don't worry, these Japanese soldiers will get used to it.

We did the same thing in Jiangnan.

The Japanese Central China Expeditionary Force already understands this practice very well.

Today's Japanese soldiers here are from the North China Front Army, and they will soon get used to this practice.

You have to know: just a few days ago in Teng County, in the 22nd Army Group,

three hundred Sichuan Army brothers were frostbitten.

They did not have time to evacuate.

Trapped in Teng County, after being discovered by the Japanese,

more than three hundred brothers collectively pulled the pins on their grenades and died for their country.

If they had these clothes, pants, and boots,

they wouldn't have been frostbitten.

I hope that from now on, our brothers will never be cold and hungry again."

Lin Fan was saying this with feeling.

The 1st Battalion of the 186th Regiment had already taken over the defense line of Liujia Village.

Lin Fan said to Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng:

"Battalion Commander! Since you want to defend Liujia Village, connect the telephones between Liujia Village and Beiluo!

If they have any difficulties, they can immediately ask us for help.

We must also provide support as quickly as possible.

After all, a close neighbor is better than a distant relative!"

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng immediately accepted this suggestion.

He found that this Brigade Commander Lin was a bit too ruthless to the Japanese, as if he had no bottom line.

But he was very good to the brotherly units.

He didn't know what this Brigade Commander Lin had experienced.

At this time, An Ping led the artillery platoon over.

Lin Fan ordered: "Enter the position!"

It was already 7:30 in the morning.

The Japanese had suffered a loss last night, and they would definitely try to make up for it during the day.

At this time, the 2nd Platoon had already returned from attacking Liujia Village with their spoils.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng then recalled: it seemed that the Special Operations Brigade had not applied for ammunition resupply these days.

Looking at the weapons they were using at this time, they were all Japanese.

He pointed to the ammunition seized by the 2nd Platoon and asked: "Brigade Commander Lin! You..."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "We are supplied with ammunition by the Japanese."

His voice was not loud, but it seemed to have the power of thunder.

How confident was he to dare to say such a thing?

It had been bright for a while, and Lin Fan said with a smile:

"Battalion Commander Chi! Have breakfast at the Special Operations Brigade before you leave?"

Today's operations, whether it was the 31st Division or the 27th Division, had been carried out overnight.

Everyone had not eaten breakfast.

Chi Fengcheng said with a smile: "Okay."

He ordered the 3rd Armored Car Company to return to its garrison.

The breakfast of the Special Operations Brigade was very simple: porridge and steamed buns.

Although there were only these two things, Chi Fengcheng smelled the aroma of the steamed buns.

He immediately asked: "Meat buns?"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "The soldiers train hard every day, so as brigade commander, of course, I have to make sure they eat well.

I can't guarantee they get enough sleep now.

But I always have to make sure they are full."

Chi Fengcheng drank two bowls of porridge and ate three steamed buns.

He understood: Lin Fan was reminding him, pork! meat!

Chi Fengcheng had eaten and drunk his fill and was just about to go back.

When Japanese planes appeared in the sky to the north.

The Nationalist soldiers in the vicinity began to look for places to hide.

Only the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade, those who had finished breakfast, went to dig trenches again.

Those who were eating breakfast seemed not to know that the Japanese planes were coming.

Only the soldiers of the artillery platoon were waiting in front of the anti-aircraft guns.

Chi Fengcheng, who knew about Lin Fan's divine artillery, did not hide either.

He looked at Lin Fan with a smile: "Brigade Commander Lin! I've heard of your divine artillery,

In Xuzhou City, you shot down two Japanese bombers with two shots.

Now I'm going to see your performance."

Lin Fan said confidently: "Battalion Commander Chi, just watch."

He ran to the anti-aircraft gun, quickly adjusted the cannon.

And opened fire on the incoming Japanese planes.

One, two, three,

...

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng counted loudly.

His voice grew louder and louder, roaring with earth-shattering force.

The twelve Japanese planes that came to attack were actually shot down by Lin Fan with twelve shells.

At this time, Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng understood: Li Zongren's experience in Xuzhou.

Besides shock, there was a feeling of finding a treasure.

This person was worth an anti-aircraft regiment.

No! An anti-aircraft regiment couldn't even achieve complete annihilation.

Battalion Commander Chi Fengcheng cupped his fists in both hands: "Brigade Commander Lin! Beiluo is in your hands!"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Battalion Commander, don't worry!"

Dawn had broken!

The attack of the Japanese 63rd Regiment began.

Regiment Commander Seya Keiji's tactic was: full-scale attack.

The Japanese soldiers who were still on the outskirts of Tai'erzhuang launched attacks on the Nationalist positions on the periphery.

The Japanese soldiers who had rushed closer to Tai'erzhuang launched a general offensive against Tai'erzhuang.

The field artillery team and two heavy artillery pieces that had just arrived yesterday all bombarded Tai'erzhuang.

The Japanese 2nd Battalion's Nakata Detachment was still ordered to be the vanguard in the attack on Beiluo Village.

Behind them, Battalion Commander Doi Yuma supplemented the Wakuta Ryo Detachment to reinforce them.

The battle that had taken place in the early hours of this morning made Detachment Commander Nakata very fortunate afterward:

He had seen the situation early and realized that something was wrong, risking the loss of half of his soldiers.

To withdraw.

The result proved that he had done the right thing.

The Kaita Taro squad stationed in Liujia Village faced a sudden attack from the Nationalist army.

At first, like him, they repelled the Nationalist army's attack at 2:00 AM.

Squad Leader Kaita Taro became arrogant. When the Nationalist army launched an attack at dawn,

he commanded the entire squad to fight to the death without retreating. As a result, the Kaita Taro squad was completely destroyed.

Even now, Detachment Commander Nakata was still congratulating himself on his wise decision.

This time, he was much more careful than yesterday.

After all, the entire Nakata Detachment now only had the strength of one squad.

It could no longer withstand heavy casualties.

Shells were constantly flying overhead, but they were all flying toward Tai'erzhuang.

They were not helping him bombard Beiluo Village.

Detachment Commander Nakata was a little depressed:

If he could give the small Beiluo Village in front of him ten 150mm howitzer shells,

his attack would be ten times easier.

Even if it didn't take ten shells, as long as two heavy shells fell into the village in front,

the entire detachment's attack would be much easier.

Lin Fan saw the team coming to attack.

And immediately judged: this team's will to fight was not strong.

Lin Fan did not know: the attacking team on the opposite side was originally a detachment.

If he knew that the Japanese had only one squad left in a detachment,

and could still organize themselves to continue attacking on the battlefield, he would also admire them.

But the more Lin Fan admired these Japanese soldiers, the more determined he was to carry out his principle:

Only dead Japanese soldiers were good Japanese soldiers.

Only dead Japanese soldiers could enjoy his greatest respect.

The more Detachment Commander Nakata commanded his team to move forward,

the more intense his unease became:

He was familiar with Beiluo Village.

The fortresses, trenches, and fortifications in front were all places he had walked several times.

Nakata could still clearly remember that the trenches in front were one and a half meters deep and two meters wide.

There were also communication trenches in the middle, and there should be machine guns in the fortresses on both sides.

But none of this had opened fire yet.

In the shooting holes of the fortresses, faint cold lights could be seen reflecting from time to time.

That must be the gun barrels.

But now, the last fifty or so Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakata Detachment had rushed to within fifty meters of the fortresses.

The defending soldiers on the opposite side had not opened fire.

Detachment Commander Nakata dared not think about the possibility of an empty city strategy.

That was impossible.

The Wakuta Ryo Detachment, which was following behind the Nakata Detachment, had long stopped advancing.

They stopped at a position 800 meters away from Beiluo Village.

Detachment Commander Wakuta Ryo carefully observed the situation in front.

Was this a quiet dawn?

This strange scene made Detachment Commander Wakuta Ryo a little uncomfortable.

Shells were constantly flying overhead.

The rumbling sound produced by the explosions of the shells in the distance was transmitted in a muffled manner.

But there was no response from the positions in front?

The defenders could not possibly abandon such a strategic location, could they?

The Japanese had rushed to within thirty meters of the positions.

They only needed to charge once to rush into the trenches.

At this time, Lin Fan ordered: "Machine gun fire!

Everyone else, charge with me!"

There were only fifty or so Japanese soldiers, and there were more than a hundred soldiers in the 3rd Platoon stationed here.

Now the charge was two against one.

This was just the ratio when the charge was launched.

In reality, when the machine guns swept across, the Japanese soldiers immediately began to suffer casualties.

Detachment Commander Nakata, who had been uneasy and did not know what was going on with the defenders, finally felt relieved.

When the gunshots rang out, he felt relieved.

As long as there were no unexpected attacks, he was not afraid.

Anyway, the warriors of the empire had always fought more with less against the Nationalist army.

The Japanese soldiers of the Nakata Detachment were not afraid because there were more soldiers of the 3rd Platoon charging at them.

Although they had lost another ten or so men in the previous machine gun sweep.

Lin Fan wanted to use close combat to enlighten the new recruits of the 3rd Platoon.

Let them experience the cruelty of war and quickly change their identities: from farmers to soldiers!

Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa was an old soldier of the Nakata Detachment.

When he saw the defending soldiers on the opposite side jumping out of the trenches, he knew clearly in his heart:

This was close combat.

Ignoring the dense machine gun bullets on the opposite side, Nishikai Edaigawa immediately stood up straight and charged forward in large strides.

He knew that the time the machine guns on the opposite side could use was inversely proportional to the speed of his side's charge, as there were less than thirty meters between the two sides.

As long as the Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakata Detachment charged quickly and the two sides were entangled together,

those machine guns would have no chance.

They were all veterans who had been through many battles, and the reaction of the Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakata Detachment was the same.

They did not crawl or run away.

All the Japanese soldiers charged forward like crazy.

The 3rd Platoon's machine guns had to stop firing after less than three seconds.

Long Gaozhi was a new recruit from Longjia Village who had just joined the 3rd Platoon.

He charged quickly and ran fast.

When he saw the Japanese soldier in front of him, holding a rifle, stabbing fiercely at him,

he had forgotten the bayonet techniques he had been reviewing during the charge.

His mind went blank.

His whole body stiffened and he couldn't move.

A voice beside him said: "Left foot forward, left hand flat down, right hand forward."

Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa rushed up excitedly.

He had heard clearly that the sound of the machine guns had stopped.

Now it was time to see the warriors of the empire perform.

The dark-faced man on the opposite side was obviously a farmer.

Another cannon fodder.

Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa could see despair in Long Gaozhi's dazed eyes.

This was his happiest time, watching the despairing eyes become dull in his hands.

He had a feeling of extreme excitement.

Seeing that the rifle in his hand had been thrust out and the shining bayonet was about to open a big hole in the other party's chest,

a rifle stretched out from the side and blocked his rifle all at once.

A full force thrust, and he missed all at once.

Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa staggered forward one step by his own strength.

Then he saw in horror: the farmer who had been full of despair just now.

His eyes were full of hope again, and he didn't know when the bayonet in his hand had been leveled.

And he involuntarily, like a moth to a flame.

Pounced toward the shining bayonet in his hand.

Lin Fan said with a smile to Long Gaozhi:

"That's how it is.

You see: the Japanese soldiers are not scary.

You just lightly stabbed it and killed it."

Long Gaozhi, who had been in a daze just now, did not know that a gun had blocked Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa's bayonet before that.

But such details were not important to him now.

What was important was: he had just killed a Japanese soldier.

Long Gaozhi was so excited that his face was flushed, and he finally experienced it during training.

The joy of shouting before each shot.

This time, he drew out his bayonet and shouted, "Kill!"

He stabbed the bayonet into Sergeant Major Nishikai Edaigawa's chest again.

Now the Japanese soldier was no longer able to struggle.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Good man!"

Long Gaozhi, who had been praised, drew out his bayonet and no longer looked at the Japanese soldier who was destined to die.

Looking for the next target.

To his disappointment, there were too few Japanese soldiers.

He was very lucky to have had the chance to stab a Japanese soldier.

The men from Longjia Village were excitedly exchanging the experience of killing Japanese soldiers just now.

Among these dozens of them, only seven had seized the opportunity.

In addition, five others had been stabbed in the arm by Japanese bayonets.

Whether they were stabbed or had made a contribution, they all excitedly talked about their heroic performance when facing the Japanese soldiers.

The veterans of the 3rd Platoon were quickly cleaning up the battlefield.

The development of the situation on the battlefield made Detachment Commander Wakuta Ryo very uneasy.

When the close combat had just begun in the front line, he had ordered his detachment to advance.

A small squad of Japanese soldiers fighting close combat against more than a hundred Nationalist soldiers.

He felt that this within-reach victory should not be a problem at all.

What disappointed and even despaired Detachment Commander Wakuta Ryo was: more than forty Japanese soldiers had been completely annihilated in less than three minutes.

It was still close combat.

What made it even more unacceptable was that the Nationalist soldiers had stripped the warriors of the Nakata Detachment naked.

Leaving only bare corpses.

This was too insulting to the Japanese soldiers!

The order to attack had been issued.

Just now he was still hesitating whether to let the entire detachment stop for a while.

Now there was no need.

The Nationalist soldiers used practical actions to give the best pre-war mobilization to the Japanese soldiers of the entire Wakuta Ryo Detachment.

When the Japanese soldiers of the entire Wakuta Ryo Detachment heard the detachment commander mention the corpses of the warriors in front, they were all naked at this time.

Everyone was indignant, and their eyes flashed with dangerous light.

These Japanese soldiers were going to rush up and avenge the Japanese soldiers of the Nakata Detachment.

They were going to retaliate in kind.

These Japanese soldiers were going to do the same thing to the team on the opposite side.

Platoon Leader Ye Tianshi of the 3rd Platoon urged the soldiers to return to the trenches.

These new soldiers were still excitedly discussing their stabbing experience.

The veterans of the 3rd Platoon had finished their work quickly.

The platoon leader ordered, Long Guozhi, and the others quickly ran back to the trenches, and everyone continued to discuss what to do next time.

To be able to do better.

Although the Japanese soldiers were still far away, Platoon Leader Ye Tianshi was obviously more nervous this time than last time.

He paid attention to every move of the Japanese soldiers.

Lin Fan also watched the actions of the Japanese soldiers.

This time he could see: this group of Japanese soldiers was different from the first group of Japanese soldiers who rushed up.

Their steps were firm and quick, without any hesitation.

Why had the morale of this group of Japanese soldiers suddenly increased so much?

Of course, Lin Fan did not know: It was the habit of his team to clean up the battlefield.

Stimulated all the Japanese soldiers.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers of the entire Wakuta Ryo Detachment had turned their anger into morale.

In their hearts, there was only one goal: to rush up and eliminate the defenders of Beiluo Village.

Lin Fan very much liked the Japanese soldiers who could still have such high morale at this time.

Now, the more morale the Japanese soldiers had, the more determined they would be to charge.

Platoon Leader Ye Tianshi obviously thought so too.

He was afraid that the Japanese soldiers would not have any soldiers and would only send a small