You know, these Japanese troops have been fighting fiercely in Taierzhuang for 6 days and nights, and they have reached the extreme, whether from mental or physical fatigue or ammunition consumption.

As a result, in the face of such a fierce battle, I ended up working hard for another 36 hours.

If the Japanese troops he encountered in Songjiang were so fierce and hard, his 63rd Army might not only fail to complete the task of blocking the enemy, but may even kill Songjiang City in battle.

That's because Commander Wu looked at the Japanese army too highly and underestimated himself too much.

Humanity has great potential, it depends on how to force it!

If the 63rd Army guarding Songjiang on that day was like Hengyang in the future, they were ordered to defend not on the 3rd day but on the 30th day, if the 10th Army finally collapsed and had a mouth full of teeth, it would not be possible to capture it.

Why is this wave of Japanese troops so tenacious and hard? I am afraid that it has burst out with 200% potential under the fear of death.

However, the potential thing is not endless, there will always be a moment of exhaustion.

At that time, all the struggles ahead were just the rebirth before the demise.

The 36-hour rotation battle caused more than 7,000 casualties from the three Chinese infantry troops! The carriages that dragged the corpses were loaded with hundreds of plans.

No one from the Japanese army calculated that the encirclement built by 60,000 or 70,000 people could not even fly over, let alone people.

Even if you can breathe at this moment, the Chinese soldiers who were still breathing their eyes were blood-lit up by the death of their eyes.

Because, even after 36 hours, an infantry division that the Japanese army rushed from the north was still a hundred miles away.

Moreover, another infantry army of the 20th Army has been ordered to stop the enemy without fighting to the death, just delaying its marching speed.

The last struggle of the indoor shroud has become Song Jiang's military advisor------Wu Yong!

"Victory!" This was a telegram sent by Chief Wu to Tang Dao at noon on the 26th.

Thousands of miles away, Tang Dao, who had been paced back and forth in the regiment headquarters, clenched his fists hard, feeling relieved!

Finally, successful!

In a farther place, the indoor mourning clothes collapsed on the seat, and their faces turned gray.

Another 50-year-old man with three Venus stars on the collar seal showed a smile in his office.

That was the brightest time he had smiled in the past ten days.

Taierzhuang, stained with blood, sacrificed its best, but also glorified it!
Chapter completed!