Chapter 101 The Battle of Songhu (21)

After the first battalion broke through the peripheral positions, it quickly entered the Neon Marine Corps Command and met with the spy company fighting alone there. The third battalion followed closely and eliminated the Japanese who were left behind by the first battalion.

The commander of the Third Battalion, Cheng De'an, was holding a breath in his heart at this time. In such an important battle, the Third Battalion suffered heavy casualties in the last battle to defend Hongqiao Airport, and had many new recruits. He did not compete for the main attack, but just followed the first battalion to clean the battlefield and cover the rear wing of the first battalion.

As the first battalion broke into the outer positions, most of the Japanese were either wiped out or retreated, and a small part was still fighting to the death. The third battalion rushed to the position, and more than ten Japanese rushed over with bayonets without fear. The few recruits who had no combat experience rushed forward were frightened and retreated step by step. Cheng Dean saw that he was so angry that he rushed forward with a Thomson in his hand that he knocked down six Japanese soldiers. He shot all the bullets and hung them airplanes. Cheng Dean threw the gun in his hand, pulled out the big knife behind his back and met the other five Japanese.

Following Cheng Dean, several veterans from the first and second rows of the 1st Battalion of the 528th Regiment, who had drawn out big swords and rushed forward to separate the five Japanese. Seeing that Cheng Dean's collar seal was the rank of major, one Japanese screamed and stabbed Cheng Dean in his chest with a bayonet. Cheng Dean smiled contemptuously, and while dodging the stab, he swung the big sword with both hands and turned to the Japanese to chop Huashan with force. The Japanese hurriedly raised the gun above his head to block the sword. However, Cheng Dean was already extremely powerful, and his foot was 1.90 meters shorter than him, and the Japanese was about two heads shorter than him. With a huge kinetic energy and potential energy, he heard a "click". The big sword not only cut off the gun handle of the 38th large cover in the Japanese's hand, but the remaining momentum directly cut the man from his shoulder to his crotch in half, and the yellow and green water and dirty blood flowed all over the ground.

While Cheng Dean chopped off the Japanese, the other four Japanese were also cut off from different bodies and heads by several veterans.

"Damn it, your hands and feet are fast, so I won't leave another one for me." Cheng Dean cursed and wiped the blood stains on the big knife with the clothes on the Japanese corpse. He picked up the submachine gun that had just been thrown on the ground, and shouted angrily at the recruits with pale faces: "Did you see clearly? The Japanese have to kill like this. They also carry their heads on both shoulders, and they all look like three-inch dicks. There is nothing scary about it."

After saying that, he pulled out the empty magazine from the gun and replaced it with the new magazine full of bullets. He looked up and saw the recruits standing there one by one, and couldn't help but scold: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you rush for me? Damn it, the first battalion is eating meat in front of you. If you don't rush, you'll be more active, and you can't even chew the bones."

At the frontier command center beside the Bazi Bridge, when Shen Xiuwen learned that the spy company had occupied the Neon Army Command and the first battalion had broken through the outer defensive position and was directly inserted into the Neon Army Command. He immediately slapped the table and said happily: "War well, order all troops, including the 1st Battalion of the 40th Regiment of the Reserve Team, to press them all up, and don't let a Japanese man go." After saying that, he quickly took off his straight colonel uniform and changed into a soldier uniform that had been prepared.

"Brig Commander, what are you doing? Your post should command the battle here, rather than charge in the battle." Chief of Staff Qiao Zhen quickly grabbed Shen Xiuwen and said with a serious look on his face.

"Chief of Staff, don't hold me. Now I want to take advantage of the chaos of the Japanese. The more chaotic the better, the better, and I will command some more. Don't worry, in terms of individual soldiers, you can't find a few of them that can compare with me in the entire brigade. Don't forget that the spy company was trained by me." Chen Xiuwen said without saying a word, pushed Qiao Zhen aside, picked up a Galand rifle and walked out.

Chen Xiuwen knew that with the improvement of his position, there would be fewer opportunities to charge on the battlefield in the future. If he could not kill a few more Japanese soldiers while he was now, it would be a waste of time travel.

Qiao Zhen's face was flushed red, but he had no choice but to Chen Xiuwen, so he could only shout loudly: "Chen Yi, Wang Xiaoshuan, I order you to protect the brigade commander. If the brigade commander makes any mistakes, I will ask you."

Chen Yi and Wang Xiaoshuan were already eager to try. Seeing Chen Xiuwen taking the gun, he hurriedly followed behind. Hearing Qiao Zhen's voice in the room, he immediately looked at each other and shouted honestly: "Yes."

At this time, the intoxicated person in the command center also took off the seal and said to Qiao Zhen, who was breathing heavily: "Chief of Staff, don't worry, if I follow the brigade commander, the brigade commander will make sure it's okay."

Qiao Zhen suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this and said, "Why, you want to go up too?"

Chen Zui picked up a Thomson and smiled and said, "You don't know my skills. Four or five Japanese are enough for me to see." After that, he followed and ran out quickly.

"Let's go, go. Damn, I'll go." Qiao Zhen, who had always been calm and gentle, couldn't help but swear. When he walked to the command department angrily, he realized that others could leave, and that he, the chief of staff, could not leave, and his superiors had new orders at any time. When the cold wind blew, he calmed down, turned around, stared at the room full of surprise and glared at his staff's eyes, and restored his original majesty, and said, "What do you think, do your job well."

All the participating troops of the 20th Independent Brigade were dispatched, and more than 3,000 people rushed towards the Japanese who were fleeing everywhere.

"Host, look, isn't this Hong Fatty?" Chen Xiuwen, wearing a soldier uniform and a steel helmet, was not conspicuous in the stormtrooper.

When Chen Xiuwen saw that it was indeed the squad leader of the cooking squad that had just been transferred to the brigade department, Fatty Hong, carrying a pole in the back, and was running in the storm team with grenades covered with gasps.

"Fatty Hong, why are you rushing up? No need to cook anymore." Chen Xiuwen ran over and patted Fat Hong on the shoulder and said.

Fatty Hong turned his head and found that it was Chen Xiuwen. He was shocked and stopped to salute. Chen Xiuwen grabbed his hand and said, "Don't salute, you are afraid that the Japanese's blocker will not notice it."

Fatty Hong nodded quickly and ran beside Shen Xiuwen and replied: "Horseman, aren't you ordering all troops to be dispatched? Finally, I have such an opportunity. I will kill a few Japanese to Chief Huang and avenge the brothers who died in the temple."

Hearing Fatty Hong’s words, Chen Xiuwen’s expression couldn’t help but feel depressed, and he sighed, “Now there are fewer and fewer brothers in our army who have participated in the defensive battle in the temple shop. Yes, for Chief Huang, the brothers who died in the temple shop, and the brothers from the 264th Brigade who died yesterday.” As he said that, Chen Xiuwen patted his shoulder again and said, “But, Fatty Hong, you have to be more at ease with me. Don’t forget, you have to cook for me.”

"Yes, the traveler." Fatty Hong responded happily.

The battle unfolded in every corner of Hongkou Park. The Neon Army, which had originally fled, saw that they were surrounded by the Chinese national team on all sides and had nowhere to escape, began to resist desperately. The casualties of the third battalion that had been following it gradually increased.

"Roar up and bring me this firepower point." Cheng Dean shouted lying behind a big rock.

In a building in Hongkou Park, there was a fire point of the Japanese. Two styles of 92 blocked the attack route of the Third Battalion. The Third Battalion rushed forward twice in a row but did not rush forward, but instead killed more than ten brothers.

"Don't do it recklessly, you have to learn to use your brain when fighting." Chen Xiuwen rushed up and lay down beside Cheng Dean and frowned and taught a lesson.

"Damn, who? Fuck?" Cheng Dean cursed in anger, but he immediately realized that the voice just now was extremely familiar, so he quickly closed his mouth and turned to see Chen Xiuwen lying beside him in a soldier outfit. He immediately said in surprise: "Horseman, why are you here?"

Chen Xiuwen was observing that the front was less than fifty meters, and was located at the fire point behind the window on the second floor of the building, and he had no time to pay attention to Cheng De'an.

This fire point blocked half of the windowsills on the second floor with sandbags, and opened a shooting hole in the middle. Two heavy machine guns shot out through these two shooting holes. If you want to knock him out, you can only use m2 to suppress him, and then rush up and unplug it.

"Where is your heavy machine gun?" Chen Xiuwen asked with a frown.

"My Boss Shen, the entire army has been disbanded now, and the machine cannon has gone to nowhere. Otherwise, I would have pulled out the nail long ago." Cheng Dean said with a depressed look on his face.

Now the Japanese are in chaos and the attacking troops are in chaos. Chen Xiuwen frowned and suddenly found that Fatty Hong has been following him. Now he is squatting in a trench below. He suddenly had an idea and waved his hand, asking Fatty Hong to crawl over, pointing to the two windows that were lit with flames, and asked: "Fatty Hong, are you sure to throw the grenade into that half of the window?"

Fatty Hong looked at it, grabbed his scalp and said, "I'll try it."

"Okay, I'll let everyone cover you. You kid will give me a sigh of relief and bring this firepower point. Chen Yi, give Fatty Hong a few American grenades. This thing is very powerful."

"I'll use this one, this one is easy." Fatty Hong said without taking the melon-shaped American offensive grenade handed over by Chen Yi, pulling out a long-handled grenade from his chest.

"Okay. It depends on you later." Chen Xiuwen said as he loaded the Galand rifle bullet in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Everyone listens to my orders, I count one, two, and three. Everyone aims at the shooting holes and shoots, suppressing their firepower. One, two, three."

After saying that, Chen Xiuwen took the lead and aimed at one of the shooting holes. He shot all eight bullets in the gun in one breath. For a moment, the gunshots burst into great force, instantly suppressing the firepower of the heavy machine gun behind the two windows.

"Fatty Hong, go."

As Chen Xiuwen shouted, Fatty Hong pulled off the fuse of the grenade, took a deep breath, delayed for three seconds, and threw it towards one of the windows. The grenade directly drilled into half of the window exposed on the sandbag, followed by an explosion. The sandbag built on the windowsill, a Type 92 heavy machine gun, and the bodies of two Japanese men were blown out from the window.

The machine gun next to it seemed to be scared and did not fire. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fatty Hong, without waiting for Chen Xiuwen to greet him, another grenade was dropped directly into half of the window, and easily exploded another machine gun.

"Damn it, Fatty Hong, you're almost over the Japanese grenade launcher. No, it's more accurate than the fucking grenade launcher." Cheng Dean grinned and laughed. As he said, he approached Chen Xiuwen and said, "You are still the first to know what you think about, and brought the secret weapon of Fatty Hong. Otherwise, you can forget about Fatty Hong."

"Fart." Chen Xiuwenhu tear off the major collar seal on Cheng De'an's collar with his face, threw it into his hand, and scolded: "How many times have you told you that you have to take off this thing when you go to the battlefield. Are you afraid that the Japanese don't know that you are a major? People are originally like an iron tower, their targets are big enough, and they are still showing off. You are desperate."

Cheng Dean laughed embarrassedly, put the collar seal in his pocket on his chest, and explained, "Host, haven't you forgotten this for a while?"

"Forget it? Fart. If you kid forget it in the future, be careful that your life will be forgotten." After that, Chen Xiuwen picked up his rifle, pressed eight bullets again, loaded it, held the gun in one hand, and shouted: "Brothers, everyone follow me and continue to move forward. Kill the Japanese when they see them. Remember, I don't want to capture prisoners in my Independent Twentyth Brigade."

"Kill. Don't take prisoners." The brigade commander rushed in front, which was the most morale-boosting. The officers and soldiers of the third battalion shouted loudly in unison, following Shen Xiuwen and Cheng Dean, and heading towards the Neon Army Headquarters in the center of the park.

The battle at the Neon Marine Corps Command was extremely fierce. As Wu Qianjing brought two full squadrons to reinforce, the pressure on the spy company suddenly became very high. The most important thing was that they did not have heavy weapons, and they only relied on the large number of submachine guns and Galand rifles in their hands to barely block the Japanese's crazy attack. Due to the continuous casualties, Peng Hui decisively gave up the first floor, concentrated his firepower to aim at the stairs and from the second floor, and from the third floor to defend.

"Kill and give it to me." Wu Qianjing waved her command knife and hysterically commanded the troops to attack upstairs.

His cousin and backer Maeda Toshio was unaware of his life and death, and he was getting closer and closer and shouting, and he knew that the position outside the park had been broken and the Chinese national team was about to attack soon.
Chapter completed!