"Boom...boom...boom!" The artillery shell fell into the Japanese position, and there was a violent explosion. For a moment, flames burst out, smoke billowed, and the entire Japanese position turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The shelling continued, in the trenches of the regiment.

Liu Jianguo, wearing a steel helmet and carrying a ghost-headed sword in his hand, led his guard platoon and strode along the traffic trench to the front line trench.

At this time, our own artillery was still firing, and shells kept passing over their heads with a harsh whistling sound.

"The group is here!" an attendant and adjutant shouted at the top of his lungs.

All of a sudden, a group of officers and soldiers in the trench stood up one after another and glanced at Liu Jianguo and others in unison, which naturally included the little pork guy Niu Erzhu.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of officers and soldiers, Liu Jianguo arrived at the middle section of the trench.

He looked around at his surrounding subordinates with dagger-like eyes, and suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "All of them are here!"

All the veterans stood up to attention, clutching their steel guns, and the recruits quickly followed suit.

"Fire the bayonet!" Liu Jianguo roared again with a fierce fighting spirit, as if a ball of fire was burning in his eyes.

"Swish!" The well-trained veterans immediately carried out the military order, pulled out their sharp bayonets, and then clicked them onto the muzzles of their guns.

With the veterans taking the lead in demonstrating, the somewhat confused recruits also followed suit and mounted their bayonets on their guns. However, compared to the well-trained veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, their movements lacked a bit of sharpness and ease.

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At this time, the artillery battalion in the city had almost completed its ten rapid fire rounds, and the Japanese army's position was already a sea of ​​fire, with wailing all over the place.

"Brothers, the time has come to show the bravery of our Northeastern Army. Anyone who is a man, I will pick up the guy, press him up, and fuck the little devil!" After Liu Jianguo finished speaking, he suddenly swung the sword forward in his hand.

, shouted sternly: "Come on!" As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped out of the trench and took the lead.

"Ah, kill!" The first to react were the well-trained veterans. They had already felt the burning fighting spirit in Liu Jianguo's eyes. It could be said that they had been waiting for a long time. When Liu Jianguo swung his sword, his voice had not yet fallen.

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They turned around and jumped out of the trenches, roaring in response: "Charge, kill! Kill!"

Their bravery inspired the new recruits who were slower to respond. Seeing their superiors and comrades jumping out of the trenches one by one with rifles in hand, they rushed toward the Japanese position. The recruits, including Niu Erzhu, were also deeply affected and rushed out of the trenches one after another.

Jumped out, roared and rushed forward.

A bird's-eye view of the battlefield from the top of Shenyang City shows that when Liu Jianguo led a regiment to attack the Japanese army, the scene was extremely spectacular.

"Kill!" Under the leadership of Liu Jianguo, more than two thousand officers and soldiers rushed towards the Japanese position like a tidal wave bursting from a dike.

On the Japanese position, Seishiro Itagaki, who was hurriedly knocked down by the guards and hid in a bunker, struggled to crawl out.

Because the Northeastern Army's artillery attack came too suddenly, and a shell landed not far from Itagaki Seishiro and exploded, he did not have time to evacuate in time.

If it were not for the desperate efforts of the guards to save him, Itagaki Seishiro would probably have been killed in battle, and his soul would have returned to Japan to meet their Emperor.

Pushing the guard's body away, Itagaki Seishiro raised his head and looked around, only to see fire and gunpowder smoke everywhere as well as the wails of his wounded officers and soldiers.

"Sir, it's not good, the Chinese have attacked us." A lieutenant colonel reported anxiously while being happy to see Itagaki Seishiro survive.

"Baga, organize the troops and hold on for me, hold on!" Seishiro Itagaki survived the disaster and was still in shock. Seeing the panicked look of the lieutenant colonel in front of him, he couldn't help but get furious.

"Hai!" The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel suddenly lowered his head, drew out his saber, and turned around to organize the troops.

Itagaki Seishiro staggered towards the rear and withdrew. As an ambitious emperor, he knew that he had to put himself in a safe place before making any plans. Of course he wanted to command the troops to resist him, but he was more afraid of losing it.

His life, because what he just experienced left him with lingering fears for the rest of his life, and he truly felt the threat of death.

"Kill!" Liu Jianguo bravely took the lead and charged forward. Holding his sword high, he was the first to rush into the Japanese position despite the hail of bullets.

A brutal hand-to-hand battle began.

Liu Jianguo and his guard platoon were all experienced soldiers. Among the officers and soldiers in the regiment, they were the most courageous. Wherever they went, Japanese troops fell one after another.

The veterans following Liu Jianguo and the guard platoon were not left behind. They all fought for their lives and killed them desperately.

The last ones to rush forward were the new recruits. At first, they followed the veterans and pushed forward very smoothly. All they encountered were the corpses of fallen Japanese soldiers.

But as the fierce battle progressed, the new recruits finally came into contact with the Japanese soldiers.

After Niu Erzhu shot and killed a Japanese soldier who was stabbed by the squad leader, before he could pull the bolt again, a Japanese soldier stabbed him with his gun.

At this time, the squad leader was fighting with a Japanese corps leader and had no time to help him. Seeing the bright bayonet stabbing him, Niu Erzhu didn't care about pushing the bullet into the chamber anymore and quickly waved his gun to block it.

"Bang!" Niu Erzhu's rifle collided with the Japanese soldier's bayonet in a sweeping move. Even though Niu Erzhu was fat and thought he had considerable strength, under this collision, he still felt his hands numb.

, the tiger's mouth seemed to have broken apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Before the attack was successful, the Japanese soldier was obviously experienced and quickly drew his gun and retreated, not giving Niu Erzhu a chance to counterattack. In fact, if he didn't do this, Niu Erzhu might not be able to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

During the confrontation, Niu Erzhu saw clearly the appearance of this Japanese man. He was not tall, but his body seemed to be quite strong and heavy. The 38 rifle and bayonet in his hand were almost as long as his height. He looked very funny.

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But Niu Erzhu couldn't laugh at all at this moment. He stabbed with bare blades and went on the battlefield with real swords and spears. This was his first time. Although he shot and killed people in the defensive battle just now, the white knife went in and the red knife came out in the fierce hand-to-hand combat.

, he had never experienced it before, so he was inevitably nervous and afraid.

Especially Niu Erzhu saw the cold murderous intention in the eyes of this Japanese soldier, which he had never encountered or possessed before.

If you are timid before fighting, your momentum will be at a disadvantage.

The Jaap soldiers obviously noticed this, and immediately roared and stabbed at Niu Erzhu again with their spears.

Feeling timid, Niu Erzhu could only retreat in panic while waving his gun to block.

At this time, the squad leader who was fighting with the enemy saw the danger of Niu Erzhu out of the corner of his eye. He was so anxious that he kicked away a Japanese captain who was fighting with him, turned around and ran towards Niu Erzhu.

"Er Zhu, be careful!" Seeing that Niu Er Zhu was about to be stabbed by the Japanese soldier's bayonet, the veteran squad leader shouted and hurriedly swung the rifle in his hand.

With a muffled "clang" sound, the Japanese soldier's bayonet was knocked open again. Before the Japanese soldier could react, the veteran squad leader quickly stepped forward and stabbed him in the chest with the rifle in his hand.

"Pfft!" The bayonet on the muzzle of the gun pierced the Japanese soldier's chest in an instant, completely piercing his back. The Japanese soldier looked at him with an unwilling face, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

However, before the veteran squad leader could draw out his bayonet, an angry shout of "Baga" suddenly came from behind him, followed immediately by the sound of a sharp blade breaking flesh: "Pfft."

A bayonet penetrated from his back to his chest. The veteran squad leader lowered his head in pain and looked at the blood-stained bayonet tip, then raised his head and wanted to say something to the stunned Niu Erzhu.

But when he opened his mouth, blood gushed out, and in the end he was unable to speak.

Niu Erzhu stood blankly on the spot, watching everything that happened in front of him with a blank mind. The squad leader actually died. He died to save himself. He died.

Such voices sounded in my mind one after another.

"New recruits are afraid of guns, veterans are afraid of guns."

"When I was a soldier, I was the same as you guys. Don't be afraid."

The squad leader's words to him not long ago echoed in his ears like a magical voice. Niu Erzhu's eyes were moist, and tears could not stop falling.

"Go join the army, don't embarrass me." What his father said to himself before joining the army also came out at this time.

"I want revenge! Revenge for the squad leader!" A roar of hatred roared in his heart, and Niu Erzhu's eyes began to turn red.

At this time, the Japanese captain who had attacked the squad leader drew his bayonet, and the veteran squad leader fell together with the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese army commander regarded Niu Erzhu as his next target and rushed towards Niu Erzhu with an angry roar.

"Little devil, I'm going to fuck your grandma!" Niu Erzhu roared like a crazy bull, and charged forward with his rifle.

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In this hand-to-hand battle, the first regiment won. With their enthusiasm, they defeated the panicked Japanese army who had the advantage, killing more than a thousand Japanese soldiers, and the remaining Japanese soldiers fled in a hurry.

Of course, the regiment also paid the price of more than 500 casualties. There were veterans among them, but there were more recruits. War is like this. It has its iron laws. In such a tragic and fierce battle, both sides will have unavoidable consequences.

Casualties, the key is who wins the final victory.

The first regiment won. Although they paid nearly a quarter of their casualties, more recruits among them saw blood and completed the first qualitative transformation from farmers to qualified soldiers.

They won this battle, and they won it with the hand-to-hand combat that the Japanese are most proud of. They were extremely proud of it. This had an indescribable impact on their future growth.

Winning the first battle has an extremely important impact on an army. After this battle, they will have a belief in their hearts that we are the real elite and we are invincible.

At this time, the sun had begun to set and the sun was setting in the west. Niu Erzhu knelt in front of the corpse of the veteran squad leader, inserted a 38-meter cap upside down next to the corpse of the veteran squad leader, and remained silent for a long time.

Not far from him, the Japanese army commander had been dead for a long time, but Niu Erzhu killed him.

There were no tears in Niu Erzhu's eyes at this moment, but only indifference and hatred. He didn't even know the name of the squad leader who had saved his life, or where he was from.

At this moment, he was filled with regret as to why he hadn't asked the monitor a few hours ago so that he could have a place to repay his kindness.

While feeling remorseful, Niu Erzhu's hatred of the Japanese increased.

After silently kowtowing three times to the corpse of the veteran squad leader, Niu Erzhu stood up suddenly, pulled out the veteran squad leader's 38 cap, glanced at his benefactor, turned around and strode away.

For a recruit to become a qualified elite soldier, this is an indispensable process. In the process of growing up, many recruits have witnessed the officers, comrades, and brothers they spent all day and night dying on the battlefield and having their bones buried.

A foreign country.

It is precisely because they have experienced life and death tests and baptisms that they gradually grow, and their minds can slowly change from the initial immature, cowardly, and kind-hearted to cold-blooded, tough, and brave, and finally become a real soldier.

This was true for Niu Erzhu, this was true for most of the recruits in the first regiment, and it was also true for millions of athletes who joined the army after the outbreak of the all-out war of resistance.
Chapter completed!