"An hour ago, we received a farewell telegram from the Qingchuan troops stationed in Gaoyou!"

Taro Sano, the commander of the devils, stood on a tank car, holding a horn in one hand and a transcribed message in the other, and his cold voice echoed in the cold wind.

Around the tanks, all the black pressure was the devil soldiers with bayonets out of the sheath, and they looked at their commander, more than 2,000 people, silent.

"The Qingchuan troops insisted on fighting after the city was broken until all the jade was shattered! There are no deserters! No fear! They were killed, but they defended the honor of our Imperial Japanese Army! They are the true samurai of my Yamato nation! ”

Taro Sano, the commander of the devils, roared as hard as he could, his facial muscles contorted from too much force, and his roar was tinged with anger.

"Just now! I got the news that those dastardly China people hung the fallen soldiers of our empire on the city gates! This is an insult to our samurai glory! ”

Hearing Taro Sano's angry voice, the silent devil soldiers exploded like powder kegs, and anger filled each of their chests.

"We are here to help the people of China, we want to save them from the rotten rule, build the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere together, and give them a happy life, we are here to help them, but! But they treat us as enemies! Killed our good soldiers! Don't let go of the corpse yet, that's how they treat their benefactor! ”

Under Taro Sano's distorted speech, each of the devil soldiers looked particularly hideous, they clenched their fists, and they were full of murderous aura.

"You are valiant Imperial soldiers, and now I order, rush into Gaoyou and kill all those ungrateful Shina people! Blood for blood! ”

Under the speech of the devil commander Taro Sano, their aggression was glorified as a last resort for revenge, making every devil feel that they seemed to be on the side of justice, and the morale of the devil soldiers was greatly boosted

The officers and men of these temporary detachments were composed of baggage soldiers, supplementary soldiers, and engineers, and were not regular combat units, so Taro Sano needed to improve morale.

And now seeing the troops that had become murderous because of his agitation, he knew that his purpose had been achieved, and that it would be useless to say anything more.

"Take Gaoyou before dark!" With a wave of his hand, he gave the order to attack.

The black-pressed devil soldiers were like floods that opened the gates, overflowing the roads and fields, and swooped towards Gaoyou.

Major General Taro Sano, the commander of the detachment, looked at the crowded officers and soldiers, with an arrogant look on his thin and rigid face.

Although these are all temporarily drawn troops, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of the main field divisions, he believes that in his hands, it will become a roaring tiger and wolf journey.

And he will use this force to level the Chinese army in the Sulu region, and use the corpses of Chinese soldiers to pave the way for promotion.

With arrogance and arrogance, the devil soldiers swooped down along the Shao Bo Highway towards Gaoyou City, and in the crowded steel helmets, the five tanks that had been drawn over were also like steel monsters, and the stones on the road pressed by the chain creaked.

Behind the devil infantry, trucks full of supplies and ammunition also stretched for miles, and behind these trucks were also towing artillery of various calibers.

The erosive war in the Sulu area made the Devil Central China Dispatch Army Command really angry, so this time he made a bloody investment and prepared to wipe out the Chinese army in the Sulu area in one fell swoop to achieve the goal of consolidating the occupied area.

In the cold wind south of Gaoyou City, the officers and men of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps also rolled up their sleeves and dug trenches, seizing the time to repair the fortifications.

After the news that the devils had pressed up from the south was sent to Gaoyou, Li Changjiang, deputy commander-in-chief of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps, issued an operational order, ordering the troops to enter a combat state and urgently asking for help from the theater command.

Only a few hours had passed since the end of the morning of the war, and the atmosphere was once again enveloped in tension, with the streets closed and cordoned off, and patrols full of heavily armed and ammunition patrols checking on spies.

Deputy commander-in-chief Li Changjiang was shocked at the speed at which the devil came at first, but after all, he was also a senior general, and he calmed down after making a series of arrangements.

The two guerrilla regiments he brought to Gaoyou this time have been quietly expanding their strength because they have never fought with the devils, and although they are only two regiments, the actual strength exceeds 3,000.

Now Li Mingyang, the commander-in-chief of the Sulu guerrilla corps, has just led people to capture Nantong, and it will take at least two or three days to free up his hands to support Gaoyou.

More than 3,000 officers and soldiers guarded for three days, and Li Changjiang, deputy commander-in-chief, felt that he was still sure, after all, he had enough soldiers and food, and no matter how powerful the devil was, he was just a mother.

The main force of the devils is still some distance away from Gaoyou City, and the officers and soldiers of the Sulu Corps stationed in Gaoyou are also busy repairing fortifications and digging trenches.

Although the main forces of the two sides have not yet met, in the farmland and field in front of the devil's marching route, the reconnaissance cavalry of the two sides has begun to strangle together.

The cavalry reconnaissance company of the Sulu Corps wanted to approach the vicinity of the devil's marching team from all directions, trying to find out the firepower configuration and strength of the devil's soldiers.

Seeing the Chinese cavalry appear from afar, those devil cavalry rushed up like chicken blood, wanting to kill the Chinese cavalry in full view of everyone to show their bravery.

Although the reconnaissance cavalry company of the Sulu guerrilla corps is not large, all of them are elite, so they are naturally not afraid of devils, and they will go on with their knives.

Therefore, in the field, the two sides rushed back and forth, blood rained everywhere, and the cavalry of both sides continued to cry and be cut off from their horses.

Sometimes it was the devil cavalry chasing the Chinese cavalry and screaming, and sometimes the Chinese cavalry killed the devil cavalry and running away in embarrassment.

Often when the cavalry on the other side can't beat it, the devil marching team will divide a small group of troops to reinforce, and in the face of the accurate marksmanship of the devil soldiers, it is always difficult for the reconnaissance cavalry company to get close to the road to find out the strength of the devil soldiers.

As the devils arrived at Gaoyou step by step, it was enough to see the broken city wall of Gaoyou from a distance, and the cavalry in charge of reconnaissance even had to withdraw in frustration.

"The devil is coming!"

The cavalry who withdrew to Gaoyou had all fought with the devil cavalry, they were covered in blood, many were injured, and they brought back the news of the devil soldiers.

"Knock the tail to Lao Tzu!"

Seeing the devil cavalry rushing up behind the brethren of the Chinese reconnaissance cavalry company, an infantry battalion commander was furious and gave the order to the rear of the victory.

"Teng Teng Teng—"

The Min-24 heavy machine gun arranged in the machine gun trench opened fire with a characteristic muffled sound, and the heavy machine gun with a range of more than a thousand meters made the devil cavalry understand what despair is.

The heavy machine-gun bullets that were enough to pierce the steel plate swept towards the devil cavalry with a sound of breaking through the air, and it was too late for the devil cavalry to turn around.

"Puff puff—"

The large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets tore through the bodies of the devil cavalry, and the powerful force of the impact knocked them off their horses, and blood splattered in midair.

In just one breath, except for one of the more than ten devil cavalry chasing after Yaowu, the rest of the men and horses were torn to pieces by heavy machine guns.