Chapter 683: Bloodstained Jade Muscle Mountain!

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The raid by the Japanese cavalry squadron ended in failure. When Ito Masaki found out, he was even more angry and his eyes were bloodshot. In the morning it was a feint, and in the afternoon the 101st Division was going to come to Zhenge.

If you want to occupy Dongguling, you must first cut off its arms. And those arms are doing the West Lonely Ridge, the East Lonely Neighbor Left Wing Yujin Mountain.

In the afternoon, the main attack of the Japanese army revolved around Yujin.

Although Leng Xin's 52nd Division was a newly formed unit, all its officers were graduates of the Whampoa Military Academy.

Most of the soldiers of the 52nd Division came from Lianghuai, and their hometown had long since fallen. The pain of the people of their homeland is their pain; The hatred of the people of their homeland is their hatred! Coupled with Leng Xin's three-inch incorruptible tongue, the soldiers gritted their teeth at the devil! Now that they have the opportunity to take revenge, how dare they not sacrifice their lives to fight the devil to the death!

(PS: Leng Xin's eloquence is excellent.) When he held a mobilization meeting, he said that he often couldn't help but burst into tears when he was emotional, and finally caused all the officers and soldiers in the audience to cry and be excited! )

Not long after lunch, the 101st Division launched a general attack on Yujin Mountain. The intensity of the aircraft and artillery bombardment was unprecedentedly fierce, and from a distance, the entire Yujin Mountain looked like a burning mountain of flames.

Stationed here was another regiment of the 52 Division. The area around Yujin Mountain is full of bluestone slab mountains, shooting down from the mountain, the vision is clear, and there is almost no hidden place under the mountain.

If it is better than the geographical advantage, how can Leng Xin let it go. Since it was suitable for machine gun play, Leng Xin put half of the light and heavy machine guns of the 52nd Division on Yujin Mountain, and sent the 52nd Division's proud broadsword team to Yujin Mountain.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the Japanese ground forces launched a fierce attack, and the yellow pressure covered the entire mountain.

The young machine gunners, with their machine guns mounted at the dangerous point of the mountain, skillfully manipulated the Maxim heavy machine guns, and fired fiercely at the frantically attacking enemy.

With the heavy machine gun "Sudden Rush...... Bursts of ......" rhythmic cheers, the heavy machine gunners from time to time to change the angle of fire, straight fire, curved fire, side fire, oblique fire, point fire.

The Heavy Machine Heavy was like standing at the mouth of hell, and the King of Yama, who held the authority of life and death, held the vermilion royal pen in his hand, and quickly hooked the body and soul of these invaders who stepped into his land from the book of life and death.

One wave was repulsed, and another wave arose. The Japanese army spared no effort to send them to their deaths, but each time they ended in failure.

Another day of fierce fighting passed, and in front of the position of the 52nd Division, the Japanese troops who were surging like locusts pounced on the ground, and with the cheering of machine guns, all fell to the front of the position like flying locusts.

This afternoon, Leng Xin has been in a very excited state. He has been doing it at the phone of the headquarters, waiting for the phone call to become a kind of enjoyment for him, because every time he calls, it is the good news that Yujin Mountain has repelled the devils. It wasn't until the end of the battle in the evening that Leng Xin closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

The next day, Ito was not willing to accept defeat and continued to launch an attack on Mt. Tamasu. This time, he changed his deployment and sent part of his troops to contain the main peak of Dongguling, and the main force surrounded Yujin Mountain on all sides. As long as Yujin Mountain is breached, a chain reaction will occur, and it is only a matter of time before the main peak of Dongguling is captured.

After a round of heavy shelling, the Japanese launched a fierce attack from all sides, and this time Ito was overjoyed as if it was inevitable, and the devils under the mountain launched the fiercest charge regardless of casualties!

"The devil who shelled the south of Yujin Mountain, Lao Tzu's cannon is not a vegetarian!"

Leng Xin discovered the combat intentions of the 101st Division, and immediately ordered the mortar battalion north of the main peak of Dongguling to launch an artillery bombardment of the devils attacking south of Yujin Mountain, so as to help defend the defenders of Yujin Mountain.

"Boom Boom" "......"

Countless shells fell on the southern slope of Yujin Mountain, and the attacking devils were blown up on their backs in a moment, and countless casualties were killed.

"Hit me!"

"Da Da Da" "Da Da Da" "Da Da Da" "......"

The defenders of Yujin Mountain used the fire of dozens of machine guns to cover the troops attacking from three sides.

"Boom me!"

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The artillery of the devils under the mountain was also unambiguous, and spared no effort to launch an artillery bombardment on the main peak position of Yujin Mountain, suppressing their machine guns, so as to assist the ground forces in the offensive.

The entire Jade Muscle Mountain is trembling and burning! Both sides use the strongest will to start a life-and-death battle!

Surrounded by enemies on all sides and covered by enemy artillery fire, the devils still rushed to the forward position.

"Kill!" "Kill~" "......"

Suddenly, the sound of the position was slammed. The broadsword team resolutely swung the broadsword and rushed into the enemy formation to engage in a flesh-and-blood white-knuckle battle with the Japanese army.

This is another trump card of Leng Xin. Just as the French cannot forget the heroes of Verdun, Chinese eternal generations should not forget the heroes of Xifengkou...... It is easy to be a hero of Verdun, but it is difficult to be a hero of Xifengkou. The latter is barefoot, with his head exposed, wielding a medieval broadsword! The hero of Xifengkou broke the myth of the invincibility of the Japanese army, and the Chinese raised their heads again!

Song Zheyuan's 29th Army's broadsword team fought bravely to kill the enemy in the battle of Xifengkou, the key pass of the Great Wall, and shocked the enemy's courage, boosting the anti-Japanese morale of the people of the whole country! Therefore, many troops followed the example of the 29th Army and formed their own broadsword teams.

Leng Xin once invited a famous martial arts master at home and abroad to teach a very unique technique, which is both simple and useful.

When fighting, first use the big knife to turn its back to the opponent's bayonet and knock hard, remove the edge of the opponent's bayonet, and then use the blade of the big knife against the opponent's neck in reverse, and slash or drag hard, and the opponent will be killed immediately......

According to historical data, the Japanese army's fear of the Chinese army's broadsword team is not ordinary propaganda, but it is true.

In fact, there is a more important reason why the Japanese army is afraid of the Chinese army's broadsword team is that the Japanese army is superstitious. The Japanese army believed that after being cut off by a broadsword on the battlefield, they could never be reincarnated, and could only become a lonely ghost.

The broadsword was obviously much sharper than the spear in the hands of the Japanese army. I saw that the officers and soldiers of the broadsword team threw off their arms one by one, danced the broadsword, and shook it vigorously with the back of the knife when they were fighting, blocking the bayonet stabbed by the oncoming devil soldiers. Immediately, the devil separated and rolled down the hillside like a watermelon.

Some soldiers are even more sharp, they don't even bother to cut, they go into battle, block the devil's bayonet with a knife, and then drag the blade on the devil's neck with their backhand, and the devil immediately fell to the ground in anger, leaving only half of his neck with his head.

Anyone who has ever used a knife knows that no matter how dull the knife is, it will immediately become sharp, and this method is laborious and sharp, and no matter how long the bayonet fights, it will not feel tired.

The devil soldiers of Ito's 101st Division have seen this kind of formation for the first time, although they are ad hoc divisions, they have all been veterans of war for many years, and their combat effectiveness is not much weaker than that of the A division, and fighting bayonets is their forte, but they have never seen this kind of fighting, and they feel very uncomfortable.

At this moment, they felt that the once majestic and invincible "38 Dagai" in their hands was like a burning stick in front of this Chinese army wielding a big sword, which was not only clumsy but also useless.

For a time, there was no piece of armor left behind the murder of this group of devils, and most of the devils had different heads. This scene made these extremely vicious and once invincible invaders tremble.

And these defenders are just the opposite, they fight more and more with the flames of anger and hatred, and they wave their broadswords one by one, chopping melons and vegetables in the enemy's formation, where the knives fall, brains flow, and blood splatters; On the blade, white is white and black is black. A strong and choking bloody atmosphere permeated Yujin Mountain, and the grass, trees, soil and stones on Yujin Mountain were all stained red by the blood of the Japanese army.

Since these beasts came to Chinese soil, how many Chinese soldiers and unarmed innocent people have died tragically under their bayonets. The blood debt they owe on Chinese soil will be repaid this time with interest!

All of this was seen by Masaki Ito, who was in the command headquarters. His face was sometimes iron-blue, sometimes black-purple, his hands were like crazy chicken feet, and the binoculars trembled and trembled, and he couldn't help him properly.

Looking at the earth-colored corpses lying on the East Ridge all over the mountains, Ito's heart was like a knife, and he felt a shame that he had never felt before, and even a trace of fear.

At this time, the two sides were torn apart, the Japanese planes and artillery also lost their effectiveness, Ito was helpless and had nothing to do, he could not advance and advance, retreat and retreat, and could only watch his soldiers die tragically under the swords of the Chinese defenders one by one......

The afternoon sun shone on the splashed blood of the devils and the bloody broadswords in the hands of the brigade, turning into a brilliant halo. For a time, the mountains on Dongguling shook and the wind and clouds changed color......

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