He walked to Liu Xiang hesitantly.

"Master, we are facing two choices now. The first is to fight. Let the 145th Division drag the Japanese to the evening. It is two o'clock in the afternoon. If the 145th Division can drag the Japanese to the afternoon, these Japanese will definitely not be able to go back. There are no heavy artillery beside them. We can cook him well tonight!"

“There is another option?”

"The 145th Division alternately covers and retreats, breaks away from the contact of the 6th Division, and then the entire division is broken into pieces, avoids Japanese planes, and retreats northwest of the 23rd Army!"

Zhou Xiaoshan actually hopes that Rao Guohua can lure the enemy into the deeper.

Zhazi Zha. But the Japanese plane came, and he was worried that Rao Guohua's 145th Division was not organized enough, so it collapsed under the bombing of the Japanese plane.

Liu Xiang pondered for a moment, looking at Tang Shizun beside him.

"What do you think?"

"Send it to Guohua and let him make the decision by the camera, but reply to the decision immediately. However, I still hope that the 145th Division can keep the light-fit Japanese soldiers without artillery supplies in the mountains. It is worth it for their entire division to fight for nothing!"

"Yes, send it to Guohua and Xiaoshan. I believe that Guohua will definitely make the right choice!"

The 145th Division is a division of two brigades and four regiments, and is influenced by the relatively large number of people in each regiment.

After Liu Xiang became more financially funded, he also advocated large groups.

Therefore, Rao Guohua, a division of the C-class division, had more than 12,000 troops.

After Liu Xiang and Zhou Xiaoshan sent him a telegram to choose, Rao Guohua looked at the situation of the Japanese. It seemed that these Japanese had fought for more than two hours and some were short of ammunition.

The gunshots were not as dense as before, and the Japanese crawled onto their own bodies in the encirclement to collect ammunition.

Rao Guohua immediately ordered that all the 435th Brigade be bayonets should be bayonets, and Meng Haoran would lead a regiment of the 435th Brigade to move horizontally and take over the ambush position of the 433rd Brigade.

Duan Changrui led the remnants of the battalion supported by the 66th Army and the 433rd Brigade to enter the No. 2 tunnel with a 800-meter back slope behind him.

And they will deploy and report back to Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang took the telegram and looked at it for a long time, and asked Zhou Xiaoshan in a daze, what is Guohua doing?

"Charge, a brigade bayonet saw the red fire, and he got involved with the Japanese. Let's see how the planes in the sky exploded. Immediately send a telegram to the supervisory team. If there are any signs of Commander Rao personally charge, he will hold me down and drag it back to the Group Army Command!"

Liu Xiang burst into laughter.

This kid is so conceited. It seems that Guohua neither wants to retreat nor be bombed by the Japanese. He takes a brigade and the remaining soldiers of the Japanese corps and dies together.

I also left a brigade and prepared to play hide-and-seek with the Japanese at night.

But Zhou Xiaoshan was very depressed. Seeing that the fighter planes shot by Rao Guohua would wipe out the Japanese corps.

The reinforcements of the Japanese withdrew their troops. What should I do if I return to Changxing tonight?

While he ordered the 146th Division and the 147th Division to stare at the Japanese troops and report the enemy situation every ten minutes.

While looking at the sand table next to him, he fell into deep thought.

Liu Xiang was very satisfied. Guohua reacted very quickly. When he received Zhou Xiaoshan's idea, he took the initiative to cooperate. The decision was good, but this kid was not vague and guessed Guohua's intentions at once.

The war lasted for two hours, and the 145th Division, which had 12,000 people, suffered 3,000 casualties, and some of the minor wounded were all pulled into the tunnel.

Duan Changrui and Li Yong just put the remaining less than 5,000 people from the 433rd Brigade into the No. 2 tunnel at more than twenty entrances.

The sound of the roar of the crew sounded from the sky.

The Japanese cheers mixed with Japanese words also sounded on the ground.

The Japanese who have been overwhelmed by machine gun fire.

He began to think about the charge on the hillside.

Rao Guohua threw away the helmet on his head.

"The roar soldiers, charge, the brave ones win when they meet on a narrow road. The Sichuan Army today teaches the Japanese to fight for bayonets!"

The Si Hu soldiers followed Rao Guohua and ran to the front line command. After Rao Guohua issued the order, they blew the sound of the charge.

"Brothers, when we left Sichuan thousands of miles and bid farewell to our elders, we made a blood oath that we would not expel the Japanese invaders, and never return home. If we fight for the country, we will become a victorious person. When the Japanese plane came, if we didn't rush down and intertwined with the Japanese, we would have to be killed. The bayonets were red. The Japanese time for the Japanese was here, machine gunners, mortars, covers, and the rest, followed me, bayonets, and took big swords, and chopped the Japanese!"

"Go ahead, he's a Japanese devil!"

"Pick up the big knife and kill the oriental bends, so that the turtle knew that the pot was poured with iron."

Hearing the charge, the Sichuan soldiers in the trench rushed down the hillside with a rainbow of momentum. Rao Guohua turned around and found a big knife and rushed out of the command center. He was pulled back by the supervisory team. He glared at him!

"What are you doing to stop me?"

"Team Commander Rao, the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the commander of the position."

Rao Guohua, who was struggling, was depressed. What was wrong with Zhou Xiaoshan?

If the general doesn’t lead the team to charge, will he still be called a general?

Rao Guohua and the 358th Brigade Commander Meng Haoran were both blocked by the supervision team on the mountain. They stared at their red eyes and watched the Sichuan Army brothers screaming and rushed out of the ambush position.

The responsibility was that the light and heavy machine gunners, mortars, and snipers on the position did not go down.

Under the leadership of the battalion commander, the Sichuan Army brothers of the 145th Division learned the fighting style of the 66th Army, and the three and three groups continued to cover and charge.

When the Japanese plane dived down, they were shocked.

The Sichuan Army and the Japanese Army, holding bayonets, were about to rush together.

Seeing two piles of mud balls colliding together on the ground, the Japanese pilot went crazy.

Nani, what battle was fought? It was wrapped in the ashes after the woods burned yesterday. The soldiers on both sides were as black as coal balls. How could they identify the enemy and us?

The Japanese pilot did not receive the order to bomb and assassinate both sides.

As the two sides were fighting each other, they were mixed together.

Variety Literature. Drop bombs will definitely hurt your own people by mistake, so they hovered over in groups, flew towards the 145th Division's position and kept throwing bombs.

Bombs, poisonous gas bombs, and incendiary bombs poured towards the positions on the mountainside like water splashing.

This is a burned forest. Last night, the rain wet the ashes on the ground. Under the bombing of high-explosive bombs, huge smoke and dust were rolled up.

Regardless of whether there were poisonous gas, the command posts, or brothers on the position, all covered their mouths and noses with wet towels and drilled into the anti-cannon hole.

The Japanese devils were not moral and released poisonous gas bombs. Rao Guohua ordered the firepower to cover the charge and stopped playing ball.

Brothers who are fighting for the thorns below, brothers can no longer help you.

The soldiers who were covering the fire retreated into the cannon hole.

Rao Guohua and Meng Haoran were both dragged into several air defense by the supervising team.

Several dark castles, as well as the M2's air-to-air and ground-to-ground machine gun positions, did not receive orders to retreat.

Still squirting bullets at the Japanese plane.

The Japanese Navy was simply crazy.

There were more than 60 bombers, attack aircraft and fighter aircraft, and they threw bombs around this small mountain, just like laying eggs.

It seems that I want to vent my grievances I have suffered these days.

The dust was blown up in the sky, and the yellow sulfur gas smoke.

Several air defense firepower castles finally fell silent.

The supervisory team was commanding the soldiers inside to wear a small amount of gas masks.

The battle has not stopped.

The Sichuan Army at the foot of the mountain was completely mixed with the Japanese army.

The soldiers of the 145th Division had average physical fitness and their skills were average, but there were many people. The more than 4,000 Sichuan Army, facing more than 1,000 remaining Japanese, faced with crazy assassinations of two to one, three to one.

The Japanese army also launched a real fire.

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The bullets from their regiment were almost exhausted, and it would be even better if the Sichuan Army came.

Except for the squad that escorted the wing flag to leave.

The correspondent soldiers, the health soldiers, and the staff all picked up the 38th style on the ground and came up.
Chapter completed!