The little Japanese only held the 38th large-scale bayonet with the bullets backed, while the Chinese soldiers used the official rifle to fight the bayonet while firing. If they couldn't fight, they would shoot. If they couldn't fight, they would pull out the grenades on their waists and throw them out, and throw them wherever there were many people. Such hand-to-hand combat often caused heavy casualties to the elite Japanese army. The defeated Japanese devils would scold the Chinese soldiers for not having martial ethics, not obeying the rules of war, and not being moral.
"Bah, do you still need to be moral with robbers? Those who are trying to kill themselves, and robbers and invaders are worthy of morality."
Zhang Lingzhang had a soldier named Chen Fugui. He was slow in nature and was slow in everything he did. He was beaten by the squad leader for not much, and Chen Fugui was not angry. But this kid was very lucky. He had not suffered any injuries since the battle on the Songhu battlefield. Perhaps it was because the Bodhisattva blessed him. Today, Chen Fugui followed their Captain Zhang to charge again.
Before charging, Chen Fugui still used bullets to his official rifle, inserted two grenades into his waist. As soon as the charge sounded, the other soldiers followed Captain Zhang out of the trench like a tiger. However, the Japanese machine guns happened to be fired, and they killed more than a dozen soldiers and fell back into the trench. Chen Fugui was silly climbing out of the trench with his hands and feet, and a string of bullets flew past his head and knocked his hat away.
Chen Fugui crawled out of the trench and rushed forward with the other brothers. At this time, the soldiers of the Chinese and Japanese armies had been strangled together. Chen Fugui just ran to the battlefield and saw a Japanese soldier rushing towards him with a bright bayonet. Chen Fugui thought to himself:
"Why is this Japanese man even stupider than me? He obviously couldn't open his gun, but he wanted to stab me with a bayonet."
While Chen Fugui scolded the Japanese as a fool in his heart, he raised his hand to shoot the Japanese rushing towards him. With a gunshot, the Japanese rushing towards him screamed "ah" and continued to run for two steps under the influence of inertia and fell to the ground and stopped moving.
Before Chen Fugui could be beaten to death, another Japanese rushed towards him, "Your mother, I'll tell you to come to me, grandpa will send you to the King of Hell...bang." With a gunshot, the Japanese also went to see their great god Amaterasu, but behind the Japanese, it happened to be the squad leader who often beat Chen Fugui. At this time, a big blood hole appeared on the body of the Japanese who were fighting for bayonets with him. Now Chen Fugui shot through three people with one shot. Chen Fugui's squad leader turned around before his death and cursed with great grief and anger:
"Chen Fugui, are you... your eyes... blinded by Qiuri... ah!"
After the squad leader Chen Fugui finished speaking, the blood foam in his mouth poured out like a spring water, and his eyes gradually became dark. Chen Fugui thought to himself, "It's so miserable now. I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by the squad leader when I go back." Chen Fugui, a fool, quickly reported with his legs together:
"Report to the squad leader, I'm killing the Japanese, but I didn't expect to hurt you...splash."
The squad leader couldn't support him and fell to the ground, leaving no sound again. "Die?...Squad leader!!! I'm helping you kill a few Japanese to be your companion...bang bang..."
A few bullets were finished, but the hand-to-hand combat continued, and the Japanese rushed up. Chen Fugui had to pull out the grenade and threw it out, and then rushed up shouting. According to Chen Fugui's idea, he would even have to pull a cushion even if he died.
This is the decision of the Chinese national character. When the last bullet is left, the performance of soldiers from various countries can show the Chinese national character!
When the last bullet is left, the German soldiers will smash all the weapons in their hands, put on straight military uniforms to surrender, and be treated like a knight.
When the last bullet was left, the American soldiers returned to the surrender posture of the standard army teaching materials and knelt down to surrender, but muttered: "I surrender, I need to be treated as a prisoner of war." As a result, they were beaten up by pandas on the spot. After returning home, they were regarded as a hero, and the media unanimously said: "He surrendered when the rifle was stuck."
When the last bullet was left, the British soldier took out the exquisite tea set, ate the afternoon tea, and waited leisurely for surrender.
When the last bullet was left, the Japanese soldiers knew that there was no hope of breaking through. In order to satisfy the "Xiyu" before death, they would XXOO all the female species around them. Then, they tied explosives to death, but they were beaten into a hornet's nest, and there was another Japanese in Jingguo Shit Society.
When the last bullet was left, the Italian soldier hid back into the cesspool, and when he was found, he would swallow three mouthfuls of poop and be released on the spot as a mental illness.
When the last bullet is left, the Chinese soldiers calmly shot the enemy who rushed to the front and then went up to fight for the bayonet. After fighting N deaths, they died with the enemy. They had to take a cushion. Anyway, you won't let me live, and I won't let you live.
The battlefield was filled with bloody storms, screams, and explosions. Life was like a drop in the ocean at this moment. The Japanese retreated step by step under the chaos of the National Army, and the Japanese tanks could not help. Some suicide squadrons even passed through the gaps in the crowd and held cluster grenades to bomb the Japanese tanks. Now the Japanese tanks retreated faster and farther.
After Zhang Lingｎ南号 took his remaining brothers from the 305th Regiment to repel the Japanese, he did not pursue them. Instead, he asked the brothers to quickly pick up the Japanese's weapons and ammunition and immediately return to the trenches. The Japanese would immediately retaliate and shells. After Zhang Lingｎ南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南号南南号南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南南�
The more than 300 national troops followed Zhang Lingfu, and only more than 30 to 40 people came back. The other national soldiers were permanently lying in this hot land where he gave birth to him and raised him. No matter what, they could not defend this number. Rommel, Li Mo and others were all looking at Wang Yaowu. They were busy doing it now. Even if you don’t have reinforcements, you have to click other solutions first, otherwise your defense line would be broken through by the Japanese.
"Guardian, please inform the deputy commander to send three hundred strong men to Zhang Lingfu!" Wang Yaowu turned around and explained to Zhang Zhizhong:
"Sir, our 74th Army is really about to fight all. There are more than 30,000 troops, and there are less than 5,000 people. If it weren't for sending thousands of strong men from the rear, I'd be afraid they would have collapsed. But the strong men had only trained for a few days. The casualties were particularly heavy after one battle. If it weren't for their hometown behind me, I'd be afraid they would have escaped long ago. Sir, please help the 74th Army leave some seeds!"
Zhang Zhizhong is now serving as the director of the Political Department of the Military Commission of the National Government. Of course, he can go back to rest. But who will take over the defensive position of the 74th Army? There are no soldiers left in Nanjing. The Flying Eagle Legion is a new force, but the training time set by Jiang Jieshi and Rommel is three weeks. The question is, can the 74th Army last for three weeks?
Zhang Zhizhong was asking himself, Rommel was weighing it secretly, and Li Mo also analyzed in his heart that the few people who came today had their own answers in their hearts. The 74th Army is already an elite unit in the national army, and even such troops can't stand for a few days. Even if other troops are less attacked, they will still be able to hold on.
Zhang Zhizhong was silent for a moment and said to Wang Yaowu:
"I understand. I will explain the current situation here to the Chairman. As for how the Chairman decides, it depends on what the Chairman means."
"Thank you, sir."
After understanding the situation on the front line, the group immediately rushed back to Nanjing. Zhang Zhizhong did not follow Rommel and the others to the Flying Eagle Corps' garrison, but went to the Presidential Palace to report on the situation. After Rommel returned to the Flying Eagle Corps, he immediately convened a division-level officer meeting, and other legions must step up training.
Rommel was the commander of the First World War. He had rich practical experience and went to the military academy to teach. He also had rich theoretical knowledge. What Rommel saw today really shocked him. Under such inferior weapons, the national army had even reached the point of using big blades. He was still fighting for death without fear of death and had no collapse under such great casualties. What spirit was supporting them? Is this the legendary patriotic spirit? Rommel had never thought about this question before. Today, this question gradually entered Rommel's heart. If Germany invaded other countries in the future, would it encounter such tenacious resistance? Rommel did not ask anyone, of course no one answered him. He just put this question in his heart.
At the base of the "Flying Eagle Legion" in Nanjing University Camp, Rommel summoned several division-level commanders to the General Command for a meeting:
"Everyone, let me first talk about the current situation of the Nanjing Battle. The Kuomintang army has been on the outer defense line of Nanjing for half a month. Their sacrifices have been extremely heavy and their weapons are not as good as the Japanese army. If it weren't for the ammunition we transported, the front line would have to use all ancient cold weapons to fight. According to my judgment, the Kuomintang army defending the outer positions of Nanjing has reached the end of its reach at this time and is about to collapse. They will definitely not be able to support it for three weeks. It would be good if they can continue to support it for one week.
So we must design a combat plan for a week. When the national army completely collapses and the defeat is overwhelming, we will not be able to fundamentally turn the situation around the war. However, we only have five days at most for this training. In such a short time, it is basically impossible to retrain the soldiers assigned to us. Even the language barrier between us and Chinese soldiers cannot be overcome. How can we let Chinese soldiers understand the orders of the German commander in the shortest time? Who has a good idea?"
China has been cooperating with Germany for more than ten years. The instructors sent to China by Germany basically have translators, and the number is not large, no more than 300 people at most! Jiang Jieshi also tried his best to help the Feiying Army collect and translate. After careful review, he gave the Feiying Army a translation of 200 people. This translation can only be equipped with battalion-level troops. How to make the company soldiers understand the orders of the German company commander is the most urgent matter at present.
The few people below didn't say anything. In fact, they didn't know how to solve this problem. Of course Li Mo had a solution, but Li Mo, the division commander, had the lowest qualifications and the lowest military rank. He commanded the only armored division of the Flying Eagle Legion. At the same time, Li Mo also assigned Chinese military policemen who were all trained by German instructors. These soldiers could recite the German version of tactical commands, and there was no problem understanding the orders of the German commanders. Therefore, other division-level commanders were not so cold to Li Mo. Everyone thought that Li Mo was just a rank based on his family background. Of course, the other commanders were dissatisfied and would not say that offending the Krupp family was not fun.
When Li Mo saw other teachers looking at me and I looked at you, he knew that they had no solution to this problem. Li Mo stood up and began to explain his own method:
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Please collect it, please Sanjiang, brothers, please be proud!
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