Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Sichuan Army defense line.

The Japanese's exploratory attack has ended. Two infantry regiments have occupied a position, and the main force of the Japanese is advancing towards the gap.

The Japs wanted to use this place as a breakthrough point to wipe out the Sichuan Army in one fell swoop.

Other positions of the Sichuan Army also suffered varying degrees of damage. It was obvious that the Japanese wanted to make breakthroughs at multiple points and use their powerful offensive to tear open the Sichuan Army's defense line.

The Sichuan Army launched a tenacious counterattack against the invading Japanese devils, and fierce hand-to-hand combat broke out on many positions.

The soldiers shouted the slogan "We will never return to Sichuan until the Japanese invaders are destroyed" and used their bayonets to repel the Japanese invaders' frenzied attacks time and time again.

If the bayonet is bent, pinch it with your hands, bite it with your teeth, or hit it with a stone butt. In a word, the man is in the position!

But in the end they were no match for the fierce attacks of the Japanese tanks, artillery and planes, and many positions fell. However, not a single Sichuan Army soldier left the battle alive, and would take someone else with them even if they died.

Even the brutal Japanese were moved by the spirit of the Sichuan Army soldiers and buried their bodies properly.

"Captain, these are soldiers from the 10th Division of the Sichuan Army. I don't understand. They don't even have a heavy machine gun in their company. Some soldiers don't even have guns. They can only pick up the guns of the soldiers who died in the battle. With such a serious imbalance in weapons and equipment, how did they block our attack for three hours!"

The staff officer of the Japanese 15th Infantry Regiment looked at the tragic situation in front of him and asked with a serious expression.

"Mr. Wild Dog, did you notice that they are still wearing straw sandals? It's nearly a thousand kilometers from Sichuan to here, and they walked step by step like this!"

"I heard that the Chinese believe in returning to their roots. They walked here for who knows how many days, but they died in battle within a few hours..."

"You saw the hand-to-hand combat just now. The crowds were bustling and the sounds of killing were like thunder. Their indomitable spirit shocked even the captain of this corps!"

Ichiro Yamauchi, commander of the 15th Infantry Regiment, took off the white gloves on his hands and was filled with emotion.

……

In the headquarters of the 20th Sichuan Army Group.

"Damn it! Order the 10th Division to take back the position for me at all costs!"

"Tell Wei Guo that if the position cannot be taken back, he should not come back!"

Gu Wuming, commander of the 20th Sichuan Army Group, shouted in a tough and extremely harsh tone on the phone.

"Clap!"

Gu Wuming hung up the phone and paced back and forth in the command center in anger.

"Damn it! What did Commander Song say? The Japs are focusing their main efforts on our Sichuan Army, so why don't their Central Army make a detour to outflank us?!"

Gu Wuming asked the chief of staff beside him, his face full of anger.

"Commander-in-Chief! Commander Song told us to hold on for another two hours, and he is already coordinating the troops!"

"But...but he said the same thing last time!"

Chief of Staff Yang Hu said indignantly.

"Humph! Damn it! Ever since we left Sichuan to fight against the Japanese, we have suffered discrimination! These central troops simply look down on us local troops from the bottom of their hearts!"

"Damn it! Last time we were ordered to go to Ji Province, this Chief Song was unwilling to receive us!"

"This time we've started a fucking war. We've shed all our blood just to contain the devils so that the Central Army can complete the established strategy of encircling them from both wings!"

"I didn't expect that Commander Song would actually sit on the wall and watch, motionless as a mountain!"

"Damn it! We are here to fight against the Japanese and save our country, not to please anyone!"

"Since Commander Song is unwilling to support us, our Sichuan Army must die with dignity!"

"Send a telegram to the 12th Division, asking them to quickly reinforce the 10th Division and recapture the lost position!"

Gu Wuming became more and more angry as he spoke. They traveled thousands of miles to the front line just to fight against the Japanese and save the country.

The hopes of countless Sichuan people are placed on them.

He would rather fight for face than make money. Since everyone looked down on the Sichuan Army, he would lead the Sichuan Army to fight and show those officials that the Sichuan Army was not cowards!

There will be no reinforcements without them. I still have 50,000 reserve troops. I don’t believe that I can’t plug this gap!

……

At the position of the 10th Division of the Sichuan Army.

Since the Japanese broke through their positions, the Wei State was forced to retreat 5 kilometers and rebuild its defense line using the terrain.

The 10th Division fought for a whole day. Except for the seriously wounded, there were only about 2 soldiers left out of the original men. Even two of their regiment commanders were killed.

Wei Guo was full of sorrow. According to battlefield discipline, he, the division commander, should be shot for losing the position.

But the commander-in-chief ordered him to retake the position at all costs, which means that the commander-in-chief understands him and gives him a chance to make up for his crime...

But...the Japanese attack was too fierce.

"Chief of Staff! Gather the brothers, I have something to say!" Wei Guo finally made up his mind.

Ten minutes later, those who were still able to move in the 10th Division gathered together.

"Brothers! Do you recognize the temple behind us? This is the Guandi Temple!"

"Today, I, the Kingdom of Wei, will give you my last speech in front of Lord Guan!"

There was a look of determination in the eyes of the division commander Wei Guo, and the soldiers below raised their heads and stared at their division commander.

Wei Guo stood under the plaque of Guandi Temple and delivered an impassioned speech.

"Brothers, ever since we left Sichuan, we have been looked down upon and despised!"

"They say that our Sichuan Army is good at civil wars but not good at foreign wars! Damn it!"

"My Wei State has been fighting civil wars for a lifetime, and I have failed the high hopes of my fellow countrymen. This is the shame of my life!"

"Today, we, the Sichuan Army, are united in our hatred of the enemy! We want to tell the people of the whole country that the Sichuan Army will not fight a civil war anymore. We want to resist Japan and save the country!"

"Now, in front of Lord Guan, I declare that I will personally lead the death squad to launch a night attack tonight!"

"I lost the position, even if I die in battle, I will take it back!"

"Brothers! We Sichuan Army are not cowards! We are not the Double Gun Army! Whoever wants to follow me, Old Wei, take a step forward!"

Wei Guo's arms were flying. He was determined to fight to the death today. He had had enough of the humiliation since he left Sichuan.

Not only the Wei State, but everyone in the Sichuan Army understood that if they did not fight a turning point battle, they would never be able to raise their heads and would never be able to stand up straight in their lives.

"Crash!!"

As soon as Wei Guo finished speaking, the soldiers took a step forward without hesitation.

The dust on the ground flew up under their feet, and this kick was so powerful that it shook heaven and earth!

"Brothers! My good brothers!" Wei Guo's eyes turned red when he saw this. His soldiers were all top-notch soldiers!