Devil's Army

After the smoke and dust from the grenade explosion cleared, the Japanese finally rushed to the company's position. But at this time, there was no Chinese soldier on the position except the sacrificed soldiers.

The captain of the 20st Battalion of the 39th Regiment of the 77th Brigade of the th Division of the Japanese Army went to the battlefield to check the bodies of the fallen Chinese soldiers and concluded that these soldiers were the soldiers of the devil's army they had been pursuing.

Upon hearing the report, Division Commander Kawagishi Fumisaburo cursed:

"This devilish army is really haunting us and has come ahead of us again."

The company commander led his soldiers to the north bank of the Hutuo River in one breath. The soldiers on the pontoon bridge position hurriedly called on the company commander and his men to cross the river.

"Is there anyone behind?" the soldier on the position asked the soldier from the first company who was the last to get on the pontoon bridge.

"No more, I'm the last one." the soldier replied.

"Retreat, we will also retreat to the position on the south bank of the Hutuo River." The squad leader on the north bank position ordered.

Not long after all the soldiers retreated to the south bank of the Hutuo River, the Japanese army also arrived there one after another.

"Blow up the bridge for me. Aim well and don't hit it." A regimental commander ordered the artillery battalion commander next to him.

"Aim at the point, but don't hit it?" The artillery battalion commander thought he had heard it wrong and repeated it again.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Although the battalion commander had no idea what the regiment commander was up to, he still followed his orders.

"Come back, just arrange a mortar, and retreat immediately once the Japs suppress us."

The battalion commander immediately made arrangements. Then mortar shells landed on both sides of the pontoon bridge, causing huge waves.

The Japanese captain who had just arrived at the north bank of the Hutuo River shouted:

"The Chinese army is going to blow up the bridge. Quick, suppress them!"

The Japanese mortar shells began to attack the mortar positions of the First Army one after another.

Two mortar soldiers from the First Army heard the whistling sound of Japanese mortar shells coming from the other side of the river, picked up their mortars and ran away.

Seeing that the pontoon bridge had been saved, the commander of the 1st Infantry Battalion of the Japanese Army ordered his soldiers to rush onto the bridge and head towards the south bank of the Hutuo River.

Soldiers from the 723rd Regiment and the nd Brigade on the south bank fired at the pontoon bridge with machine guns and rifles.

The Japanese soldiers on the bridge were shot one after another and fell into the river.

"Second Brigade Commander, why don't you blow up the pontoon bridge?" Division Commander Song asked Wu Lang.

"I'll show you a good show later." The second brigade commander responded with a smile.

The Japanese infantry was blocked from crossing the bridge, and mortars began to provide fire support.

The machine gun fire points of the soldiers of the 723rd Regiment and the nd Brigade were bombarded by the Japanese army one after another, and the firepower was immediately weakened.

Under the guidance of Golden Eagle No. 2, the mortar soldiers of the Second Brigade began to counter the Japanese mortars.

The Japanese attack was blocked and stopped temporarily.

Soon, the ground trembled, and the roar of tanks came from afar. Twenty tanks of the 77th Regiment of the Japanese Army were lined up in two rows and rushed towards the Hutuo River with great momentum.

The tanks arrived at the pontoon bridge and began to drive onto it one by one. The other tanks that did not get onto the bridge continued to bombard the Chinese soldiers on the south bank of the Hutuo River.

The Japanese troops of the 1st Infantry Battalion also rushed onto the pontoon bridge under the cover of tanks and attacked the south bank.

Wu Lang and Commander Song kept staring at the floating bridge. Suddenly, Wu Lang gave an order to the messenger next to him:

"Detonation!"

The messenger quickly ran to the engineers not far away and conveyed the order to them.

The two engineers stared at the three Japanese tanks and infantry on the pontoon bridge and pressed the switches of the two detonation systems hard.

There were deafening explosions from the floating bridge, which was instantly blown into five or six sections. The three Japanese tanks and infantry on the bridge were thrown into the air and fell heavily into the Hutuo River.

"Great! We'll take out the three of the Japs' Iron Turtle at once."

The remaining 95 Type light tanks on the north bank of the Hutuo River paused for a while when the pontoon bridge exploded, and then began to fiercely bombard the Chinese defenders' positions on the south bank of the Hutuo River.

"Messenger, tell Captain Fan to take care of those dozen or so Japanese iron bastards."

After receiving the order, Captain Fan immediately took off the Golden Eagle II with the soldiers of the Army Aviation, and each of them aimed at the Japanese Type 95 light tanks on the south bank of the Hutuo River.

The Japanese tanks were a nightmare to the Chinese army. They had good mobility, high speed and strong firepower. If the Chinese army wanted to destroy a Japanese tank, they would often have to sacrifice the lives of four or five soldiers.

Now Wu Lang opened his mouth and threatened to blow up all 17 Japanese tanks. Commander Song couldn't help but want to see what other impressive weapons the First Anti-Japanese Army had.

Captain Fan and his five Golden Eagle IIs flew over the north bank of the Hutuo River and quickly aimed and locked onto their targets.

As an air-to-ground missile from the belly of Captain Fan's Golden Eagle II was fired at a Japanese tank that was bombing the Chinese army positions on the south bank of the Hutuo River near the pontoon bridge, the Golden Eagle IIs of other soldiers also opened fire one after another.

A series of explosions rang out, and five Japanese tanks fell down one after another.

Before the Japanese could recover, the second, third and fourth waves of attacks from the Golden Eagles came one after another.

In less than half an hour, the Chinese army destroyed all 17 Type light tanks of the Japanese army without suffering any casualties.