I really came here to fight against Japan

The old Japanese man Xian'er was numb at this moment. He could only watch everything that was about to happen.

Two lines of Chinese soldiers in front and behind were slowly approaching them.

The fat man sitting in the middle of the simple position had already unbuttoned his military uniform and shirt.

He was wiping his sword carefully and then bowing towards Kyoto.

He was thinking in his heart: Damn it, why didn't any officer come to persuade him not to commit suicide by seppuku.

Even if I come and persuade him to surrender... it doesn't seem impossible...

The only surviving wing commander under his command was looking at Kenji with contempt from behind.

Bah, coward, you fat man, you've kowtowed several times.

Why don't you just die? If you don't die, the morale that has just been built up will be destroyed by you.

The other Japanese soldiers all had dull faces and were aiming into the distance with their Type 38 rifles.

Who has time to watch this clown...

The old Japanese soldier Kenji suddenly pulled out his command knife and then put it back into the scabbard.

"Bakayalu, suicide is a cowardly act. I will shed my last drop of blood for His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Japanese brigade commander next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He ran to the front to command the battle and didn't want to look at his division commander who was whining there, which was not the behavior of a warrior.

"Bah, committing seppuku is cowardly? Division Commander, have some shame!

There were quite a few captains who were forced to commit seppuku by you, right?"

Song Wenwan didn't know that Xian Er was now in such an ugly state.

When they were still 400 meters away from the Japanese army, Song Wenwan signaled to Commander Fan on the opposite side through the Japanese army.

Fan Haer stood next to the signalman, watching him holding a telescope and translating the flag signals from the other side word by word.

"First, give me all the shells!"

The division chief of staff said, "Commander Fan, I'm afraid Commander Song and his men are out of shells."

Fan Haer said: "It seems that today is the time for us to repay our gratitude!

Artillery company, bring all the shells to me, aim at the Japanese positions, and fire hard at them. "

Five minutes later, with a series of explosions, a cloud of dust rose up fifty meters in front of the Japanese position.

Just when Song Wenwan was stunned, the Sichuan Army launched another round of artillery fire.

This time the shells flew over the heads of the Japanese soldiers and hit the area between them and Song Wenwan.

Commander Fan over there was so angry that he wanted to curse, but when he saw the artillery company commander adjusting the gun range with sweat all over his forehead, he didn't dare to rush him.

A belated artillery shell hit the Japanese position.

The Sichuan Army's artillery company fought more and more skillfully, and the Japanese positions were gradually covered by mortar shells.

Commander Fan was really obedient and fired all the 300 mortar shells he brought without leaving a single one.

As the Sichuan Army ran out of artillery shells, the Third Detachment and the Sichuan Army launched a charge against the Japanese.

The little devils had already collapsed, they had already collapsed!

When Song Wenwan and his men rushed over, there were still many Japanese soldiers who were still alive.

They either detonated a grenade to commit suicide, or sat on the ground with dull eyes and muttered to themselves.

There were also a few Japanese soldiers, holding photos of unknown people in their hands and kowtowing randomly.

Xian'er is really lucky, he is still unharmed until now.

He didn't care about the Gansu Detachment and the Sichuan Army who were cleaning up the corpses.

He just knelt there, raised his sword, and spoke to Song Wenwan.

"I am the commander of the 14th Imperial Division, Kenji. I am willing to surrender to the Chinese military..."

With a "bang" of a gunshot, a bullet hole appeared on the forehead of the old Japanese soldier Xian'er.

This extremely evil head of the Japanese secret service, an executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of Chinese soldiers and civilians, died just like that? It was a good thing for him.

After Xian'er fell down, everyone saw the person who shot him behind him.

It was the last regiment commander of the Japanese army. He sat on the ground and looked at his division commander with hatred.

He murmured, "So you are still a clown..."

Then he pointed the gun at his own temple, and with a "bang" the gun went off, he committed suicide.

In this battle alone, Song Wenwan ambushed the 14th Division of the Japanese invaders and annihilated most of its more than 9,000 people.

Finally, with the cooperation of the Sichuan Army and the 254th Division, the Japanese 14th Division was completely wiped out.

And killed its division commander, Kenji Doi. So far, the Japanese 14th Division has become history.

They will all become fertilizer on this land, atonement for the numerous crimes they have committed.

When the two armies met, Division Commander Fan laughed and said, "Commander Song, did our Sichuan Army fight well?"

Song Wenwan gave him a bear hug first, and then said, "If your brother hadn't come today, this fat guy might have run away."

This sentence surprised Master Fan: "What? We have captured the old devil Xian Er? What about his 14th Division?"

Song Wenwan pointed around and said, "Look for yourself, the 14th Division is here.

Commander Fan is really lucky. The credit for encircling and annihilating the old devil Xian Er definitely belongs to your 254th Division."

Commander Fan knew that Song Wenwan gave himself the credit for annihilating Xian Er.

This was a great honor for their brothers in the Sichuan Army. It was a pity that Commander-in-Chief Liu passed away early and could not see it...

Song Wenwan asked, "Master Fan, why did your brother come here? Where are Qin Haichuan and the others?"

Commander Fan said: "We met a group of devils on the road. It would be too conspicuous if we walked together, so we decided to go separately.

We had agreed with Deputy Commander Qin to meet up in Jiaozuo, but our guide got lost.

After many twists and turns, I ended up here, just in time to run into your troops chasing Xian'er."

While they were chatting happily, the company commanders of the two artillery companies of the third detachment blocked the company commander of the Sichuan Army's artillery company.

One of them said, "Just now your mortar was firing everywhere. Did you know that it almost hit me?"

Another said, "I taught you step by step for more than a month, and you beat me into this state."

The commander of the Sichuan Army's artillery company boasted, "I am waging a psychological war here. Didn't you two see that the Japanese were crushed by my first two artillery attacks?"

Although what he said made sense, the two artillery company commanders of the 3rd Brigade still wanted to take off their belts and beat him.

The commander of the Sichuan Army's artillery company quickly apologized with a smile: "I'm telling the truth, isn't it okay for me to tell the truth?

I was okay during training, but this was my first time fighting a real person, and we couldn’t aim accurately no matter how hard we tried…”

Looking at the two artillery company commanders of the 3rd Brigade, they glared at him again.

He quickly promised that he would personally make a bowl of dandan noodles for them when he returned to the base, and only then did he gain the forgiveness of the two teachers!

However, they both agreed very much with the Sichuan Army company commander's statement.

The defeated Japanese army of about 1,500 people was surrounded by more than 20,000 Nationalist troops.

He only had the Type 38 rifle left on him, and with his own commander, he was not very powerful at all.

The terrain was not good, the weapons were not good, and the Sichuan Army had set up artillery, so the Japanese's mentality collapsed.

At the beginning, they wanted to fight to the death with the Chinese army, but the artillery of the Sichuan Army did not treat the Japanese as human beings!

After a round of artillery shells were fired in front of the enemy, another round of artillery shells was fired behind the enemy.

What do you mean? Are you Chinese soldiers teasing the Imperial Japanese Army? Samurai are not!