Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 11 The battle situation suddenly changes
Just as the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. At the moment when he leaned forward to put the grenade into the magazine, a bullet flew from nowhere and hit his big head squarely.
The Japanese soldier fell down unwillingly, and until his death he never figured out who shot faster than he did.

Yue Qianli was very happy to withdraw from the shell and avoid the pain of being Lao Duan's brother-in-law. He had memories of that girl, who was pale and thin, a typical yellow-haired girl.

Duan Yulin didn't expect that he had just been to the gates of hell and was still killing happily. There were just too many Japanese devils and he couldn't kill them all. He really couldn't kill them all!

The Japanese attacked in wave after wave, giving the defenders no time to breathe. Just as they repelled the 200-plus Japanese, another wave came screaming and charging.

"Damn it, they're using the pig-point trick again!"

Yue Qianli saw through the devil's tricks at a glance, but the real pig-rush tactic is not to line up and give away lives;
Instead, they relied on their military advantage to launch multiple waves of continuous attacks. As soon as one wave was broken up, another wave rushed up, giving people a continuous feeling of oppression.

The continuous attacks caused the ammunition consumption of the Third Company to continue to rise. Duan Yulin's machine gun barrel was jammed. He just drew back to let the barrel cool down;
A 70mm shell hit the position where he was. The huge shock wave blew him away, causing him to fall dizzy and pass out.

"Platoon leader!"

“Platoon leader!!”

"Master, you can't just sit there and do nothing! When we came out, the lady repeatedly told me to take good care of you. How can I tell her—"

"Okay, I'm not dead yet. If I shake my head again, I'll be dizzy!"

Duan Yulin protested angrily that the one holding him and crying was the fourth squad leader Duan Haipeng, the son of the old Duan family's housekeeper;

She had studied with him since childhood, taken care of his daily life, helped him in fights, took the blame for him, played tricks on the old teacher together with him, and was the son of a wealthy family who had to block bullets for him on the battlefield.

The two of them went to take the entrance exam for the Whampoa Military Academy together. When they handed in their papers, they exchanged their papers. As a result, Duan Yulin was admitted to the military academy, while Duan Haipeng missed by a few points and could only go to the non-commissioned officer class.

When they graduated, one became a platoon leader and the other a squad leader. Duan Yulin blushed for once, so he invited Duan Haipeng out for a big dinner, and ended up having a fight with Yue Qianli.

Two against one, Duan Haipeng was particularly ruthless, so Yue Qianli was naturally defeated and beaten into a pig's head;

后来发现揍的是袍泽，愧疚的就要把妹妹嫁给岳千里赔罪，实在没位子当小的也行。

When Duan Haipeng saw that his young master was not dead, he excitedly grabbed his shoulder and shouted, almost shaking Duan Yulin unconscious again.

"Alright, help me up quickly. You can't tell my family about this, especially my sister and Xiaoxia. If she knows, it will be no different from my sister knowing."

Duan Haipeng hurriedly helped Duan Yulin up, then grabbed the machine gun that had fallen to the ground and said to Duan Yulin:
"You take a rest. I'll take that bastard back home."

Duan Haipeng raised his machine gun and fired at the enemy, but it still jammed, so he had to eject a bullet from the chamber. After pulling it out, it finally worked.

Seeing that Duan Haipeng had snatched his job, Duan Yulin had no choice but to take out his pistol and continue fighting the Japanese.

Seeing that Duan Yulin was fine, Yue Qianli felt relieved. He finally didn't have to passively treat him as his brother-in-law. In a good mood, he celebrated by attacking the Japanese and knocked down another Japanese officer.

Yue Qianli's rifle was too much of a threat to the Japs, so he specifically targeted officers, machine gunners, and grenade throwers;

But there were still too many Japanese soldiers. After repelling three waves, a large group of Japanese soldiers finally rushed to the position of the third company.

Yue Qianli led the soldiers of the third company to meet them again with bayonets in hand, and the two sides engaged in a melee again...

Gao Zhisong, who had been watching the battle from behind, could no longer hold back. Why should a lieutenant colonel listen to a captain? "We can't wait any longer. Take the second company and follow me to kill the devils!"

The second captain shouted excitedly:
"Brothers, kill the devils!"

Then he rushed out with his pistol raised high. Others followed suit and rushed towards the position with Gao Zhisong and the second company commander.

"Brothers, the company commander and his men are fighting desperately with the Japanese, do we really need to lie down with such a minor injury?
Come with me to kill the devils!"

Mu Tiezhu, with one arm bandaged, took out the box gun on his body and raised his arm to shout. More than 20 wounded soldiers followed Mu Tiezhu and rushed out...

"Come back here! Captain Yue has told you to recover from your injuries!"

Seeing that the wounded did not listen to him at all, the medical worker had no choice but to rush out and go wherever the wounded were.

Almost everyone rushed forward, as long as they were in position, they would be able to hold on!
When Yue Qianli saw the reserve team coming to support him, he shouted:
"Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived. The Japs have been defeated. Kill them!"

When the soldiers of the third company, who were struggling to hold on, heard that reinforcements had arrived, their morale suddenly boosted. Their potential was instantly stimulated and they held up the crumbling defense line again.

When Gao Zhisong arrived with his vigorous reserve troops, the unfavorable situation on the battlefield was instantly turned around. The morale of the Japanese soldiers plummeted and a large number of them were knocked to the ground.

Yue Qianli had gone crazy with killing, his body covered in blood, like a death messenger from hell. No one who fought against him survived more than two rounds.

"Bagayalu, this Chinaman belongs to me!"

Captain Inoue, who had just chopped down a member of the National Army, rushed towards Yue Qianli with a fierce smile. As a seventh-level master of Beichen Itori, he would naturally not allow Yue Qianli to kill everyone.

Yue Qianli also discovered that the old devil Inoue was very skilled in swordsmanship, and he would not allow such a scourge to stay.

Seeing Captain Inoue's command knife slashing at him like lightning, his right hand also pulled out a box gun as fast as lightning;
There was a flash of fear in Captain Inoue's eyes. This was too unsportsmanlike. Did an expert have any shame in fighting with bayonets and guns?
Yue Qianli had the fastest shooting speed in the special forces. The bullets flew out of the chamber at a speed significantly faster than the ancestral sword in Captain Inoue's hand. Three bullets hit him almost at the same time.

"Baga, you're firing in bursts!"

Yue Qianli blushed for a rare moment, then emptied the 20-round magazine in front of the other Japanese soldiers. They saw something they shouldn't have seen, and they must be killed to silence them.

After the reserve troops joined the battle, the battle scene took a huge turn. The number of wounded soldiers increased sharply, morale dropped sharply, and they were soon defeated.
The defeat spread like a plague, and eventually turned into a total collapse. The Japanese were terrified of being killed and turned around to flee.

"Want to run?"

"Kill!"

Yue Qianli took the lead in chasing and killing the Japanese, chasing after them and killing them while they were sick!
The defeat was so severe that the Japanese could no longer organize a decent resistance, and the wounds spread like a plague throughout the 7th Regiment;

The more Yue Qianli thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. This was an entire regiment of Japanese soldiers, how could they be defeated by two remnant companies? He even worried that it was a trap.

Suddenly he realized that it was already the third day, and the main force of the Fifth Army had launched a counterattack. The senior and fellow villager known as the "hawk-dog general" had led a brigade of reinforcements to attack from the right wing;
It won't be long before the long-legged general arrives and the 9th Division will be completely defeated. If we don't counterattack now, when will we counterattack?

Thinking of this, he yelled:
"Bugler, blow the charge! Kill the devils!"

(End of this chapter)