Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Ji County.

Jinsui Army Headquarters.

"What the hell is going on?! Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?!"

The commander-in-chief of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, holding a telegram, furious.

The generals at all levels stood aside respectfully, not daring to breathe.

Hearing the commander-in-chief's question, everyone lowered their heads, afraid to meet the commander-in-chief's eyes filled with rage.

"Are you all fucking dumb?!"

"You usually brag a lot, but why are you silent now?! Huh?!"

"Who the hell can tell me! Eight divisions! Eight fucking divisions!"

"Not only did we fail to break through the Japanese encirclement, but we also lost four divisions to them!"

"More than 40,000 people died!"

"How is it fought?! Who can tell me how this war is fought?!"

"How much wealth do I have to withstand being bullied by a bunch of idiots like you?!"

The commander-in-chief was so angry that he sent eight divisions.

Not only did they fail to rescue Rongcheng, but the Japanese occupied Rongcheng. Now their troops from all directions have joined together.

He was sharpening his knife and eyeing Yang County, his material transfer station.

Two brigades, plus a tank regiment.

There are nearly 10 Japanese devils, and there are also the 17th Division of the Locust Army and the th Mixed Brigade, which adds up to people.

Although the Locust Army's combat effectiveness was not very good, these bastards, relying on the power of their masters, followed the Japanese and beat the Shanxi Suiyuan Army severely.

The commander-in-chief now felt as if his old face was being pressed to the ground and rubbed by the Japanese.

And there were those bastards in the Central Army. He begged and pleaded with everyone and finally sent two divisions to the north of Rongcheng. But these bastards stopped moving after they were 60 kilometers away from Rongcheng.

They said they wanted to ask for orders from their headquarters, but when they did, they said the phone line was disconnected and they couldn't get through.

This almost made the commander-in-chief die of anger.

Everyone could see that the Central Army had come to watch the show, waiting for the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the Japanese to be defeated so that they could reap the rewards.

By then, not only would the Japanese be defeated by them, but most of the territory of Shanxi Province would also be occupied by the Central Army.

Now that the devils have gathered together, it will be even harder to fight them...

"Damn! What a bunch of rubbish!"

"Send a message to the troops on the front line! Tell them that Rongcheng has been breached and there is no need to go to Rongcheng anymore!"

"Everyone, retreat to Yang County before the Japanese attack! Build three lines of defense between Rongcheng and Yang County!"

"Also, send people to Yang County to transfer supplies and factories!"

"Damn it, if I had known that the Japanese would start raiding the area, I would have moved away!"

"Who the hell would have thought that you good-for-nothings are such good-for-nothings!"

The commander-in-chief watched his generals pretending to be deaf and dumb one by one, and he was so angry that he felt dizzy and decided not to merge the city.

Started to block the enemy troops outside Yang County...

……

Rongcheng.

Inside the Japanese joint command headquarters.

The commander of the 36th Brigade, Toru Ozawa, the commander of the 6th Brigade, Nanhi Nakamura, and the commander of the th Tank Regiment, Noriyuki Matsushita, these three old Japanese devils finally joined forces.

Recently, the 5th Brigade used five 150mm field howitzers and various artillery pieces to bombard Rongcheng day and night.

By this time, Rongcheng was already a pile of broken bricks and tiles, rotten beams and rubble.

The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army's 72nd and 63rd Divisions, with a total of 500 people, now have less than people left.

The people in the city had been relocated long ago, and now only they and the land under their feet are left.

The remaining people, from the division commander to the soldiers, were all injured.

There were also many seriously injured people, reaching 263 people, most of whom were maimed by the Japanese artillery fire.

Those lightly wounded were only slightly better off than those soldiers lying on the ground, missing limbs and unable to move.

Some of them fought tenaciously despite being hit by several bullets, while others, whose eyes were blinded by the explosions, provided bullets for their comrades.

The commander of the 72nd Division, Ge Wenhong, was also injured in his right leg. There were two bullet holes on his left arm, which was drooping limply and bleeding.

At this moment, he was standing against the wall with a crutch, his face full of pain and determination.

The commander of the 63rd Division, Wang Yuanshan, was right in front of him when he was blown to pieces by a Japanese artillery shell, leaving not even a corpse.

The remaining soldiers were lying on the ground, having just experienced a bloody battle.

The Japs had already broken into the city, and they had just fought off their fifth wave of attack.

The soldiers had long been numb and even forgot the pain caused by their wounds.

"Commander, please retreat! We can't hold on any longer!"

"Leave me... leave me two grenades... cough cough cough!"

"Master...Master, let's go. I can't move. Even if I get out... I won't survive!"

"Give me two grenades, and I...I will die right here, together with the devils! Haha!"

Qin Gang, the commander of the 72rd Regiment of the 3nd Division, was lying on the ground, gasping for breath and speaking with force.

His legs were blown off, and death was only a matter of time...

Before leaving, if he was lucky, he could take the lives of two Japanese devils.

"Commander... Commander Qin is right, please go..."

"We're all going to die anyway... ahem!"

"It's worth it to drag two more people down with me before I die!"

After Qin Gang finished speaking, the group of seriously injured soldiers lying on the ground spoke in extremely weak voices.

"Commander... This is a letter from several staff officers and clerks in the division to everyone."

"Take him out..."

Qin Gang pointed tremblingly at a briefcase beside him and said with his last breath.

"No! We are all brothers! We live and die together!"

"All my soldiers died in Rongcheng!"

"How can I abandon you and run away alone?!"

"Besides, Commander Wang died for his country! How can I...how can I have the face to live in this world!"

"If everyone withdraws, what will happen to our Jin Province...our entire China?"

"I don't want to be a deserter, and I don't want to be a slave of a conquered country! Let me lead you to fight one last battle!"

"Send two young soldiers to deliver everyone's family letters. This will also help our 72nd Division and Commander Wang's 63rd Division to leave some seeds!"

Ge Wenhong choked up.

The battle has reached this point, if he retreats now, he can certainly save his life.

But soldiers cannot retreat easily!

Even if he dies, he will die on the way to charge!

Diing on the battlefield wrapped in his horse's hide was worth Ge Wenhong's life of military service.

"Goudan! Daniu! Gangzi! Douzi!"

“Get out of line!!”

After Ge Wenhong finished speaking, he suddenly shouted.

The four people named were about thirteen or fourteen years old.

They were all orphans who wandered to Rongcheng. When they were about to starve to death on the street, they were met by Ge Wenhong and Wang Yuanshan who were on patrol.

It just so happened that the military camp was short of a few errand runners and horse feeders, so the two men took them in.

This is finally enough to eat.

"You four, take that bag and get to the back!"

"Give it to the commander-in-chief personally! Tell the commander-in-chief what happened in Rongcheng!"

"Our 72nd and 63rd Divisions have brought shame to the Commander-in-Chief..."

"Rongcheng is lost..."