Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 55: There is no unbreakable fortress (please follow and collect)

At the second battalion's position, three 3 rocket tubes were stacked in a triangular shape and placed flat on a bracket, with the muzzles facing the main gate of the enemy headquarters, about 107 meters away;
This is the urban guerrilla warfare method of "Hamas" that Yue Qianli carried over from later generations. The short-range horizontal firing of rocket launchers is similar to the horizontal firing of anti-aircraft guns.

"Qianli, is this okay?"

Battalion commander Li Jie always felt that it was a bit unreliable. How could he know that the Middle Eastern guerrillas in later generations didn't even use gun barrels and still "fired" them. Yue Qianli at least used a smoothbore gun barrel, which was much more accurate.

Yue Qianli naturally couldn't say this, so he had to use the Americans as an excuse. This was the benefit of studying abroad, and if he couldn't explain it clearly, he used them as a shield:
"Don't worry, Lao Li. I've tried it with an American and it works great."

Li Jie finally felt relieved. They had been attacking for more than a day and had consumed a large amount of the Japanese's manpower and firepower. It all depended on this one deal!
Even though they were several hundred meters away, he was still extremely nervous. Only by breaking open the turtle's shell could he attack inside and his previous blood would not be shed in vain.

"fire!"

After looking at his watch, Yue Qianli gave the order decisively, then raised the telescope to observe the results. Li Jie did the same, and both of them were full of expectations.

The artillery brothers did not let them wait too long. As the main gunner tightened the gun rope, three rockets were fired continuously with an interval of 0.8 seconds each, accurately hitting the target. There was no need to worry about accuracy at a distance of 300 meters, and the target could be hit wherever it was aimed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Li Jie could feel the vibration caused by the explosion from a long distance away. The power was beyond his understanding. His first reaction was to ask Yue Qianli to get a few guns over, even if he had to sell his "belongings". Li Jie had led troops for so many years and had accumulated some wealth.

The huge noise also alarmed Major General Okawa. He was dozens of meters away from the explosion point, but his chest still hurt. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a slightly trembling voice:
"What kind of work?"

"General, it's bad. The Chinese have blown open the gate with heavy artillery—"

"Bakayaro, you are so flustered, do you still look like an imperial soldier?"

Major General Okawa was worried that he had no place to vent his anger, so he raised his hand and slapped the staff officer who came to report the news. The staff officer could only stand there and wait for his punishment, enduring the pain.

Dachuan no longer had the heart to pay attention to him. The explosion that frightened him rang out again. It was obvious that the Chinese were still carrying out the explosion.

He shouted at the others:
"What are you still standing there for? Stop the Chinese!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud military bugle sounded outside the building. After blasting open several doors in succession, Yue Qianli gave the order for a general attack.

The first to charge was the Third Battalion, which had been resting its strength. The soldiers had been holding back their energy for a long time, and they rushed towards the gaps opened by the rocket launchers with all their might.
At this time, most of the heavy firepower in the headquarters building had been destroyed. Relying solely on some rifles and a small number of light and heavy machine guns, it was impossible to stop the charge of hundreds of fresh troops from the Third Battalion.

Seeing the overwhelming rush of the Nationalist troops, Major Miyamoto no longer concealed his strength and ordered all the Japanese to open fire on the first battalion.
The rain of bullets from hundreds of machine rifles barely stopped the Third Battalion's offensive, but this was only temporary.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers of the Third Battalion were suppressed by the Japanese firepower and could not raise their heads, the four anti-aircraft guns of the anti-aircraft artillery company also opened fire at full power, sweeping strings of 4mm anti-aircraft shells at the Japanese, and the Japanese firepower points were constantly destroyed;
The terrifying firepower of the anti-aircraft guns quickly suppressed the arrogance of the Japanese. The officers and soldiers of the third battalion continued to launch attacks, one after another.

After suffering hundreds of casualties, the Second Company of the Third Battalion was the first to break through the gap on the right wing. The Second Company Commander Ou Xiaoquan rushed to the front with a submachine gun in hand.

After rushing into the building, he fired fiercely at the Japanese, knocking down several of them on the spot. The dozen or so commando brothers behind him took the opportunity to overtake him, and fired at the Japanese with more than a dozen submachine guns, knocking down a large number of them in an instant.

Several commandos also suffered casualties, as they used their bodies to block bullets for Ou Xiaoquan;

The effect of Ou Xiaoquan concentrating all the company's submachine guns for the assault was evident. Submachine guns were most effective in close combat, and the dense rain of bullets quickly cleared a bloody path.

The hundreds of Japanese soldiers gathered on the first floor suffered heavy casualties, and the suppression of the outside was greatly weakened. The first company of the third battalion responsible for the central attack took the opportunity to rush in from the main gate...

"Kill them in! Kill them in!"

Li Jie shouted excitedly. Yue Qianli would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. He immediately ordered the first and second battalions to launch an attack as well. The entire regiment pressed forward, and for a while the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The Japanese were unwilling to be destroyed and were making their last desperate struggle. The naval guns on the river also began to provide fire support, but it was of little use. The main force of the 527th Regiment had already entered the building, unless the naval guns were willing to flatten the headquarters building. Rear Admiral Okawa, who was on the third floor, knew that the situation was hopeless, so he sent a farewell telegram to the Third Fleet Headquarters, and then frantically ordered the warships to fire at the headquarters building, which was the rhythm of perishing together with the 527th Regiment.

A few minutes later, the Japanese naval guns began firing at the headquarters building, but the building was too solid. The largest caliber of the warships that entered the river was only 150 mm, and the power was not enough to raze the entire building to the ground. It only blew up the top and third floors.

Major General Okawa got what he wanted and was killed by the ship's gun shells. The Japanese non-combat personnel in the headquarters were also sent back home by their own ship's guns.

The Japanese in the building were still resisting, but they were already struggling to survive. After the main force of the 527th Regiment rushed into the building, they cleared out the remaining Japanese soldiers floor by floor.

The Japanese morale dropped sharply after the building was breached. Private Yasui was so frightened that he was shaking. He no longer had the arrogance he had before to kill all the Chinese. He even thought about surrendering. His hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the gun steadily.

Seeing the Chinese rushing up to the second floor, An Jing seemed to sense the god of death waving at him, and was so scared that the rifle in his hand fell to the ground. This scene happened to be seen by the squad leader who had beaten him before, and he cursed:
"Bakayalu, you are such a loser! You have such a bad conscience."

He fired two shots at Yasui with the Nambu pistol in his hand, and the third shot jammed;
Yasui was shot twice but he didn't die. He screamed in pain:
"Mom, I want to go home!"

"Yamadie, I will never come to China again..."

"I want to go home!!"

The squad leader wanted to shoot An Jing again, but was killed by the Kuomintang troops who rushed in. The Japanese on the second floor were massacred by the Kuomintang troops. An Jing endured the pain and secretly smeared blood on his face, then lay down pretending to be dead, hoping that this would save his life.

His good friend Sato was also pretending to be dead. He was hit in the lower abdomen by a stray bullet. Loyalty to the emperor was not as important as his own life. They were not lowly army idiots, and it was not shameful for the navy to surrender.

The gunfire gradually subsided and the 527th Regiment began to clean up the battlefield. Their actions were very simple and rough. They would stab any Japanese enemy with their bayonets twice. Using bullets was impossible as they were too expensive.

When a soldier stabbed his way to Sato, he was so scared that he immediately got up and surrendered, and reported in broken Chinese that Yasui was also pretending to be dead.

"Bagayalu, you bastard!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Yasui also got up and surrendered. The young soldiers didn't know what to do for a moment and had to keep an eye on them with their guns.

Mu Tiezhu just happened to walk over, his face turned cold, and he thought to himself that this student soldier under his command still lacked good eyesight. He had to teach him again, otherwise he would not know how he died in the future.

"Wang Guoliang, why are you still standing there? Send them back home!"

Wang Guoliang stammered as he explained:
"Captain, they surrendered."

"Wang Guoliang, this is an order!"

Wang Guoliang had no choice but to harden his heart and stab Sato in the chest. Sato grabbed the muzzle of his gun unwillingly, then collapsed due to exhaustion.

Wang Guoliang pulled out his bayonet, and Sato's bloody words sprayed all over Yasui's face, scaring him so much that he wet his pants on the spot. This was not the war against China he had imagined. Didn't it say that the Chinese were weak and could be bullied?
After stabbing Sato to death, Wang Guoliang suddenly felt relaxed all over, turned around and stabbed Yasui again.

Mu Tiezhu then smiled, patted Wang Guoliang on the shoulder and said:

"That's what a man is like!"

The intelligent push for additional chapters ends here. We will update normally until the book is put on the shelves. Starting from tomorrow, there will be two chapters per day, one chapter every 12 days, and one chapter at 18:20. We need to accumulate some chapters to be released after the book is put on the shelves. The editor does not recommend releasing too many chapters during the new book period, otherwise it will easily run out of the new book period. When it reaches 4 words, it will exit the new book period, so there will be two chapters and 3 words every day. After the book is put on the shelves, there will be chapters per day. Readers don’t have to worry about the book stopping. Be bold and follow it. There will be at least million words.
This kind of non-systematic text will not change much at the beginning, but the quantitative change will turn into qualitative change. After entering a strategic stalemate, the protagonist will develop independently, arm millions of soldiers, and finally realize Haitang's dream.

Once again, I would like to ask readers to read on, collect, vote for me, and recommend my novel. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation to write the most exciting anti-Japanese war novel.

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