Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 87 As long as there is one person alive, Yaoying will be there (Please read more)
"Battalion Commander, the bugle call, the charge of Huangpu, reinforcements are coming!"

Wu Kesong, covered in blood, shouted excitedly. He did not hear the artillery fire from the Second Battalion, but he heard the charge of the Second Battalion.

Captain Yao could hardly believe his ears. He had already regarded himself as a dead man. Killing one would break even, killing two would be a profit. Just when he was about to die together with the Japanese, reinforcements arrived!

The morale of the remaining soldiers in Yaoying was instantly boosted, and they burst out with an overwhelming desire to fight, killing the remaining Japanese soldiers of the Miyauchi Battalion and forcing them to retreat step by step.

The Japs finally began to retreat like a tide, with Major Miyauchi running in the front. This old Japs was really an indestructible cockroach, and he ran away when he saw the situation was not good.

Battalion Commander Yao would naturally not let them go easily. He led the 20 or so survivors to launch a counterattack against the Japanese. As long as they were there, the Third Battalion would be there!

Outside the city, the 68th Regiment, which was suddenly hit by a rocket artillery group, was already defeated. Although they still had nearly a thousand people, they did not know how many nationalist troops were coming to support them.

The coverage of the heavy artillery group frightened Colonel Takamori. Such fierce firepower would have to be at the division level even in the Japanese army. In his opinion, the Chinese reinforcements would not be less than a division.

They had been stationed under the strong city for a long time, and their troops were old and tired, which was a taboo in the military. Now that the Chinese reinforcements had arrived, if they did not flee, they would be in danger of being annihilated.

The moment the Second Battalion sounded the charge, Colonel Takamori gave the order to turn around without any pressure, and took the lead in fleeing to Wusongkou, where their warships and a large number of troops were.

Before the Second Battalion arrived, the 68th Regiment still had about 1 men, but many were wounded and non-combatants from the regiment headquarters;

The second round of artillery fire killed at least several hundred of them, and the most fatal thing was that their morale was crushed. Although they still had nearly a thousand soldiers, Ying Xiaosen had lost his will to fight. He now only wanted to preserve the last bloodline of the 68th Regiment, especially the regiment flag.

Yue Qianli had not thought about completely annihilating the 68th Regiment. They did not have the strength to do so, so he used bluffing to scare them off and take advantage of them at the same time, trying to keep as many Japanese as possible.

After the second battalion launched the charge, thousands of soldiers shouted slogans to kill the enemy, creating a momentum that seemed like there were thousands of people.
The defeated soldiers of the 68th Regiment were so frightened that they had lost their will to fight. They just ran away in a hurry, and it all depended on who had the longer legs.

Major Miyauchi, walking with a pair of short, bowed legs, managed to escape the pursuit of Yao's battalion, but he still ran headlong into the guns of the First Company of the Second Battalion;
Since they were the last batch of Japanese soldiers who were withdrawn from the city, they would not let go of the remaining soldiers since they had not intercepted the main force of the Japanese soldiers. They raised their guns and fired fiercely at the Japanese soldiers' buttocks.
The twenty or so remaining Japanese soldiers in the Miyauchi Battalion were quickly knocked to the ground. Major Miyauchi was also hit by two bullets, one of which hit his left leg, and he could no longer run.

With a strong desire to survive, he endured the pain and squirmed on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. A soldier rushed up and stabbed him in the back with a bayonet.

The sharp tip of the knife pierced his body and he struggled desperately on the ground in pain. He was unwilling to die like this. His dream of conquering China could not stop in Shanghai.

Seeing that the devil was still struggling, the soldier drew out his bayonet and stabbed him several times in the back. Major Miyauchi was completely stabbed into a hornet's nest.

After he was completely dead, the soldier excitedly bent down and picked up his ancestral sword;

In order to test whether his knife was sharp, the soldier drew his knife and swung it at Major Miyauchi's neck, and a huge head rolled down.

"Nice knife. It will be useful for chopping pig grass when I take it home!"

Major Miyauchi's pair of dead fish eyes suddenly widened. His ancestral sword was about to be taken by the Chinese to chop pig grass. How could he close his eyes?
二营在抓紧打扫战场，特别是68联队留下的3门41式山炮、4门20毫米速射炮、2门还可以使用的步兵炮，都是好东西；

Yue Qianli had spent more than 200 rockets, so he had to get some interest back. He never did business at a loss. Wu Kesong drooled as he watched, and then his face became sad. All his brothers had been killed, and he had no place to use the equipment.

Captain Yao's attention was all drawn to Yue Qianli. He didn't expect that the one who came to rescue the Third Battalion was his old classmate. He greeted Yue Qianli from a distance:
"Old Yue, you came at the perfect time. If you had come a little later, you would have been left with your brothers collecting the bodies."

Yue Qianli was confused and was about to say, "Brother, are we very familiar with each other?"
The memory of his host was revived, and it was his turn to be in disbelief. It turned out that the great martyr Yao was actually his "brother who slept on the upper bunk". As expected, any one of the first six classes of Huangpu Military Academy was a brilliant person.

Before Yue Qianli could react, Yao Ziqing gave him a tight bear hug, and all his gratitude was contained in this hug.

"Brother, it's a good thing you're not too late. As long as you're here, Yaoying will be here!"

Captain Yao's nose felt sore as he thought of his comrades who died in Baoshan City. There were more than 600 people but only 20 had guns left, not even enough to form a platoon.

Captain Yao wiped away the tears from his eyes without leaving a trace, and said with a firm look:

"You are right, as long as there is one person in the Third Battalion, the Third Battalion will be there!

As long as the Third Battalion is still here, we will fight the devils to the bitter end. As long as we live, we will fight."

Yue Qianli was instantly moved. Since coming to this era, he had a new definition of a hero;

When the country and nation are facing life and death, anyone who dares to stand up and fight the Japanese is a hero!

He thought of the inscription on the Monument to the People's Heroes:
“The people’s heroes who have sacrificed their lives in the People’s Liberation War and the People’s Revolution over the past three years will be immortalized;

The people’s heroes who have sacrificed their lives in the People’s Liberation War and the People’s Revolution over the past thirty years will be immortalized;

This dates back to 1840. Since then, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in various struggles against internal and external enemies, for national independence and the freedom and happiness of the people will be immortalized! "

Therefore, the more than 600 officers and soldiers who died in Yaoying are all people's heroes and will be immortal.

"Old Yao, our war with the devils has just begun. Bury the fallen comrades. We who are still alive must continue to fight until all the invaders are driven out of China!"

Captain Yao nodded heavily, and the sadness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the determination to fight the Japanese to the end.

"Old Yue, what instructions does the higher-ups have for the Third Battalion?"

Even though there were only more than 20 people left in Yao's camp, as long as their superiors ordered them to hold Baoshan City, they would not retreat. They would remain in the position and swear to live and die together in Baoshan.

If this is the case, the Second Battalion has lost the meaning of saving them. Yue Qianli's answer is very clever:
"Old Yao, the main force has already established a new defense line in Luodian, Yanghang, and Miaohang. The Lion Grove and Baoshan City are isolated and there is no need to hold on any longer.
The order I received is to move you out of Baoshan, then retreat to Shizilin, join the main force of the 527th Regiment, and then retreat to the new defense zone. "

(End of this chapter)