Chapter 37 Excuse
At dusk, the setting sun is blood-red.
The two sides fought for a whole day, resulting in countless casualties. It was extremely tragic, and the blood dyed the mountains red.
The battle continued, with the sounds of gunfire and screams intertwined.
Liu Zhengfeng and his men fought off numerous Japanese attacks, but their own side also suffered heavy casualties, with fewer and fewer soldiers left able to fight.
Liu Zhengfeng was hungry and tired, and his right index finger was almost numb from pulling the trigger so frequently.
Fu Bo was sweating profusely and his voice was hoarse. His eyes were full of anxiety. Not only were the casualties of the troops getting more and more serious, but the bullets were almost exhausted and the captured grenade launcher shells had been used up long ago. If the Japanese army did not retreat, he was afraid that he would only be able to fight them with bayonets.
Fortunately, as night fell, the Japanese army began to retreat, taking with them most of the bodies of the dead soldiers.
Seeing this, Fu Bo breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes gleaming with joy, but his body suddenly collapsed on the position.
The other soldiers also fell to the ground exhausted, not wanting to move. No one cheered for repelling the Japanese army, and this time they even stopped avoiding possible artillery fire from the Japanese army.
Liu Zhengfeng slumped on the ground, gasping for breath while checking his ammunition. There were only more than thirty bullets left, and he couldn't help but frown.
Darkness engulfed the earth, the smoke gradually dissipated, and there were still some wood burning on the battlefield. The remaining fire was not extinguished, emitting a faint light.
The soldiers looked listless, their eyes filled with fatigue.
Liu Zhengfeng looked down the valley vigilantly to make sure there were no Japanese soldiers nearby. Then he walked down the hillside and came to the body of a Japanese soldier . He squatted down and searched the bullet box on his body. He found more than eighty bullets and took them without hesitation.
When the Japanese soldiers retreated just now, there were dozens of corpses that they didn't have time to take away, which gave Liu Zhengfeng a chance to replenish ammunition.
He didn't take more, just 200 rounds of bullets would be enough for him.
At this time, other soldiers also came down one after another to clean up the battlefield and confiscate supplies from the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.
Liu Zhengfeng returned to the position, sat down, took out the canned food he had just seized from the Japanese army and started eating.
The breeze blew across the hills, and the cool air hit his body. Liu Zhengfeng looked at the dark valley below and sighed softly. War was cruel and ruthless, suffocating and despairing. It was really not easy for the people of this generation. Everyone who resisted the invasion deserves respect.
There was the sound of footsteps, and Fu Bo slowly walked over and sat down next to Liu Zhengfeng.
"Fortunately, we just seized more than 5,000 rounds of ammunition, otherwise we would have had to fight the enemy with bayonets."
Liu Zhengfeng nodded, frowned and said, "It's better to ask the Second Regiment for some. This amount of bullets is not enough."
Fu Bo said: "We have already sent people there. Alas, I don't know how long we can hold out. More than half of us were killed or wounded in today's battle. Now there are only 223 people left in the whole regiment. How about... we retreat?"
Liu Zhengfeng looked at him steadily and said calmly: "The devils in front of us are going to rescue the Japanese Sixth Division. The Sixth Division committed unforgivable crimes in Nanjing. As long as we stop the devils in front of us, the Sixth Division will be annihilated and get the punishment it deserves, so we can't retreat."
Fu Bo frowned: "I know all this, but we really can't stop it."
Liu Zhengfeng's eyes were like lightning, and his expression was solemn: "We must stop them even if we cannot. The blood of 300,000 NJ City citizens cannot be shed in vain. The Sixth Division must pay the price in blood. If you are still a Chinese and a soldier, you must fight them to the end."
Fu Bo was speechless and could not utter any more words.
Liu Zhengfeng patted him on the shoulder. In fact, it was quite good for the ragtag army to achieve what it had now.
"Captain, the Japanese will surely attack again soon, tell the brothers to be prepared."
Fu Bo's heart trembled: "It's already dark, they are still going to attack?"
Liu Zhengfeng explained: "The Japanese Sixth Division is in imminent danger . I think the Japanese troops in front of us will receive telegrams for help like snowflakes. They will not dare to neglect it. If I am right, they will start the attack after dinner."
Fu Bo knew that what Liu Zhengfeng said made sense, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
Liu Zhengfeng said: "Send someone to notify Captain Ling and have them keep an eye on the situation here. If we can't hold on, they won't rush into battle."
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In the valley, the Japanese Army's Miura Detachment camp.
Hundreds of bodies lay in neat rows on the cold grass.
The commander of the Miura Detachment, Miura Yukikazu, paced back and forth in front of the corpse with an extremely ugly look on his face.
There were more than a dozen Japanese officers standing next to him. Seeing Miura Yukikazu's unfriendly expression, they all fell silent.
Miura Zhihe suddenly stopped and stared at one of the officers, his eyes suddenly flashing with a blade-like light.
"We fought for a whole day, with the help of planes and artillery, and suffered more than 400 casualties, but we still couldn't take a mere mountain. Yamaguchi-kun, what else do you have to say? General Inaba Shiro of the Sixth Division kept sending me telegrams asking when I could arrive. How do you want me to answer?"
Miura Yoshikazu's tone was extremely harsh, which made Hidetoshi Yamaguchi, the captain of the Yamaguchi Battalion in charge of the attack today, sweat profusely.
"Colonel, please give me one more chance. If we cannot take down the enemy position tonight, Yamaguchi will commit seppuku to apologize."
An officer nearby sneered, "Mr. Yamaguchi, let me do it. If you fail again tonight, not only will your life be in danger, but you will also damage the reputation of the Imperial Japanese Army."
The onlookers laughed , and their eyes were fixed on Hidetoshi Yamaguchi's face.
Yamaguchi Hidetoshi's face flushed red, and he glared at the officer who mocked him: "Kobayashi-kun, you are a villain who gloats over other people's misfortunes. I don't need your help. I am determined to fight the enemy to the death. If I fail, I will die."
Miura Yukikazu was very satisfied with Yamaguchi Hidetoshi's attitude. His expression gradually relaxed and he nodded slightly.
"Yoshi, Mr. Yamaguchi has a commendable spirit and is worthy of being an outstanding soldier of the Imperial Japanese Army. I agree to your request and will allow you to make amends for your crime."
Hidetoshi Yamaguchi bowed deeply.
"Hai, thank you, Colonel. I will fight bravely and live up to your high expectations."
An officer asked, "Mr. Yamaguchi, you have already failed during the day, so why do you think you can defeat the enemy at night?"
Miura Yukiwa agreed, "Mr. Jingxia asked a good question. Mr. Yamaguchi, do you have any plan?"
Yamaguchi Hidetoshi was confident and said proudly, "Everyone, I just summarized the lessons learned today. I found that we were defeated by one person."
"Defeated by one person?"
Everyone was surprised and looked at each other, not understanding what he meant.
Yamaguchi nodded. "There is a super soldier among the enemies. He is a master of shooting and has a very high level of combat literacy. He almost single-handedly blocked our army's firepower. Our machine gunners and grenade launchers with high lethality were frequently killed by him, and our firepower was greatly reduced."
Everyone looked surprised and expressed disbelief.
Miura Yukie frowned and said, "More than a dozen machine guns, more than a dozen grenade launchers, how can one person block it?"
Yamaguchi Hidetoshi said solemnly: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it, Colonel. Everything I said is true."
Everyone didn't believe it at first, but when they saw his serious expression and how he spoke so earnestly, they had to believe it.
Miura Yukie frowned and said, "According to intelligence, the enemy on the other side is a ragtag division of China. How can there be super soldiers?"
Yamaguchi Hidetoshi said: "I don't understand it either. He is a master of shooting and very cunning. He often changes his shooting position. I tried to suppress him with firepower several times, but failed every time."
