Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger.

The rifle and bayonet in Shen Meng's hand were much longer than the Japanese's command knife.

Shen Meng is very skilled and came from a family of martial arts before joining the army.

He grew up in the flames of war and was both civil and military. At least three hundred enemies died under his bayonet.

Gradually, the Japanese lieutenant colonel became more and more frightened as the fight went on.

His knife couldn't even get close to Shen Meng.

Shen Meng's bayonet flashed coldly and kept stabbing at his vital parts, and he soon couldn't resist anymore.

"Ah! He's dead!" The Japanese lieutenant colonel was furious. He slashed horizontally to distance himself, then ran away without looking back.

He wanted to kill other Central Army soldiers, he didn't want to fight this guy anymore.

"Hmph! Want to run?" Shen Meng raised his gun and aimed at the Japanese major.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the Japanese major fell to the ground.

However, although Shen Meng's team was extremely brave and invincible, they were outnumbered after all, and all of them were injured.

Soon, there were only five people left around Shen Meng, and they were surrounded by the Japanese.

The gleaming bayonet was chilling, and the blood of comrades-in-arms kept dripping from it.

There was total silence on the battlefield, with only the heavy breathing of both sides and the sound of flames burning.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" Shen Meng asked.

"Don't be afraid!!"

"Don't be afraid!!"

The remaining five shouted.

"Great! It's great. It's an honor for me, Shen Meng, to have brothers like you. Let's go together on the road later so that we can have company!" Shen Meng laughed. There was only the determination to sacrifice ourselves heroically on their faces, without any fear at all.

"General, our division commander admires your courage and determination. If you are willing to surrender to the Locust Army, the Locust Army will guarantee your safety and promise you wealth and glory!"

At this time, a man walked out from the Japanese army and spoke in fluent Chinese.

Seishirō Sakagami used a telescope to watch the brutal battle from below.

The courage of Shen Meng and others is also in line with the Japanese Bushido spirit.

Sakagami Seishirō then wanted to persuade them to surrender.

He recognized Shen Meng. If an officer of this level could surrender to the Locust Army, he could use Shen Meng to recruit other central troops to surrender.

In this way, his Fifth Division will progress more smoothly.

"Chinese? Do you have cigarettes?" Shen Meng was calm. It was not difficult to tell from the other party's accent that this was a traitor.

"Yes." The man did not deny it, but proudly admitted it with his chest puffed out, then took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to Shen Meng.

In the eyes of the traitor, Shen Meng wanted to surrender.

"There is no one who is not afraid of death..." the traitor said in his heart.

"Come on, brothers. The Locust Army wants to surrender us. Let's have a cigarette and think about it first." Shen Meng opened the cigarette box and distributed the cigarettes to the only five people left.

"Hahaha." The five people took the cigarettes with a smile.

They naturally understood what Shen Meng meant.

Shen Meng bent down, picked up a burning branch on the ground, and lit her cigarette.

Then he helped others to light it up as well.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers who surrounded them relaxed their vigilance, thinking that these people were about to surrender.

"It feels so comfortable, but it's a pity that I can't smoke it anymore..." Shen Meng took a deep breath, then exhaled a puff of smoke intoxicatedly and smiled bitterly.

"What...what do you mean?" The traitor realized something was wrong and asked vigilantly.

"Oh, surrender? It's not impossible. I have a few conditions. Come here and I'll tell you." Shen Meng said to himself without explaining.

At the same time, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The other five people saw Shen Meng's eyes, took a few puffs of cigarettes greedily, and their hands couldn't help but hold the guns tightly, ready to attack at any time.

"You say..." The traitor walked up to Shen Meng and said with doubt.

"Hmph! You dog traitor, give me your life!" Shen Meng suddenly shouted, slashed the traitor's neck with a knife, and then rushed towards the pile of Japanese without looking back.

Before the traitor could react, his neck had been cut by Shen Meng and blood spurted out.

Then, the traitor fell straight to the ground, twitched a few times, and then became motionless.

"Kill!" The remaining five men did not hesitate and attacked quickly with bayonets in hand.

Unexpectedly, Shen Meng and others took the lives of eight Japanese devils.

"Dead, dead!"

The remaining Japanese soldiers realized that they had been tricked and became furious. Hundreds of them rushed forward and stabbed dozens of bayonets straight into the chest and abdomen of Shen Meng and others.

"I want to... kill the enemy..." Blood spurted out of Shen Meng's mouth. He tried his best and used up his last bit of strength to thrust the bayonet in his hand into the body of a Japanese soldier opposite him. He turned his head with difficulty to look at his comrade who had died in the battle but was still held up by dozens of Japanese bayonets and had not fallen to the ground. He murmured in pain and unwillingness.

……

In the headquarters of the 14th Central Army.

Kang Guohui woke up with his head covered.

At this time, he had recovered a lot of spirit, and his eyes, which were congested and almost blind, were now filled with bloodshot.

"How long have I slept?"

"How is the situation now?"

Kang Guohui stood up suddenly. He remembered that after Shen Meng knocked him unconscious, he knew nothing.

He is much more energetic now, obviously he has slept for a long time.

"The commander is awake!" At this time, the haggard staff in the command center exclaimed.

An orderly quickly poured a cup of hot water and gave it to Kang Guohui.

"Commander, you have slept for five hours..." said a staff officer.

Kang Guohui drank a few sips of hot water and felt refreshed. He asked anxiously, "What's going on? Are the Japanese still attacking?!"

"Reporting to the commander, it is already eight o'clock in the evening, and the Japanese have already broken into the city from the north."

"We have already started street fighting with the devils."

"It's dark now, the Japs won't dare to attack rashly, so we can rest for a while."

The staff officer said disappointedly.

Inside the command center, everyone else kept their heads down and remained silent. The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

"The north of the city is lost?!" Kang Guohui said in shock, "What about the other positions? Are they lost too?!"

"Commander in Chief, we only have the southern part of the city, but we have suffered heavy casualties, and there are only about 2,000 soldiers left."

"There are less than 350 people in the south of the city, and of them are seriously injured. They will be wiped out in one round of attack by the Japanese tomorrow."

"Our reinforcements were delayed, so we had to use street fighting to hold off the Japanese."

The staff officer choked up and said.

"What? The situation is so critical. Where is Shen Meng? Where did Shen Meng go?!" Kang Guohui was shocked. Suddenly he thought of Shen Meng, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Chief of Staff... Chief of Staff has died for his country..." At this time, a telegraph operator suddenly burst into tears.

"What?" Kang Guohui's eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He took a step back before he could steady himself.

After a while.

"Brothers, do you regret following me?" Kang Guohui asked.

"We never regret!" everyone in the command center shouted in unison.