Rebirth from the Ashes: Rebuilding the Red Soviet Area

The Kwantung Army rose from the "Kwantung Territory" that occupied Jinxian and Dalian in northeastern China.

Then in the Russo-Japanese War of 1904, the Kwantung Army took another year and five months to defeat the powerful Tsarist Russia and became famous overseas.

Later, the September 18th Incident was launched and the three northeastern provinces were occupied.

Then, multiple armies entered the pass and occupied Rehe with only 128 imperial cavalrymen.

Completely established the reputation of the Kwantung Army as the "Flower of the Imperial Army"

Major Oizumi Motoki never expected that he would suffer such a heavy blow in this little-known Shizigou.

This was a disgrace to the Kwantung Army and also their own Waterloo.

Thought of here

Daquanji's face was ferocious, he waved his command knife angrily, and roared madly: "Bage Yalu!"

"Charge!"

"I will use the blood of the Chinese to wash away the shame of the empire"

"Long Live the Emperor"

After hearing this order, the Japanese soldiers fell into a state of complete madness!

They actually abandoned powerful machine guns, cannons and other heavy weapons, and instead picked up the Type 38 rifle, formed a triangular attack formation of three people, and launched the last-minute "Banzai" charge with the determination to die.

This crazy move suddenly boosted the morale of the Japanese soldiers, which had already been in a state of decline!

Even the Big Sword Corps, which terrified the Japanese army, was unable to withstand the enemy's fearless attack and was forced to retreat step by step.

Just as the battle situation became increasingly tense, there was a crisp sound of "pop" and a flare suddenly rose into the air and exploded in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, an unexpected scene appeared - a group of soldiers like tigers descending the mountain suddenly rushed out from a hidden valley behind the Japanese army!

Each of these soldiers was armed with a German-made 20-shot revolver, which had extremely fierce firepower;

On their backs, they were carrying large swords that gleamed with cold light.

This group of brave and fearless soldiers is the last elite force retained by Ma Shousuo: the Pistol Battalion!

This pistol battalion is indeed worthy of its reputation, and its combat effectiveness is beyond imagination!

They were like a torrential rain. Wherever they passed, the Japanese soldiers screamed and fell to the ground dead.

In an instant, the pistol battalion successfully rushed into the temporary command post of the devils, killing the enemy and making them throw away their armor and weapons and become embarrassed.

Ma Shou, who had been closely watching the changes in the battlefield situation through a telescope from a distance,

When he saw the pistol battalion appear in his sight

All the concerns in my heart disappeared.

He quickly reached out and grabbed the gleaming sword that was already prepared on the table.

Then, with a voice full of majesty and power, he shouted orders to the remaining people in the command center: "Brothers, charge with me! Don't let any enemy go!"

Before he finished speaking, Ma Shou rushed out of the command center with a ferocious and distorted face like a tiger.

Everyone in the command center saw their brigade commander rushing into the battlefield like this

Naturally, none of them showed any weakness.

Without hesitation, they drew the swords on their backs, which had long been thirsting for the blood of the enemy, and sang a passionate and generous war song in unison: "Chop the heads of the devils with your swords..."

Accompanied by this loud and heroic singing, they followed Ma Shou closely and rushed towards the Japanese in front like a surging torrent.

At this moment, they were like an indestructible sword, galloping and cutting freely on the smoke-filled battlefield with the force of thunder.

The passionate and high-pitched singing gradually sounded, like a surging torrent, quickly sweeping across the entire battlefield. The sound resounded through the sky and was deafening!

The Japanese troops, who originally had some advantages on the battlefield, were immediately put in a passive situation when faced with this sudden arrival of new forces.

Gradually, they began to show signs of defeat and their morale declined.

At this moment, someone shouted at the top of his voice: "We have wiped out the enemy's headquarters!"

This sudden news, like a terrible plague, spread across the battlefield at an alarming speed.

The first to be affected were the pseudo-Mongolian troops who could understand Chinese.

When they saw the flames rising into the sky and thick smoke billowing in the Lion Valley below from afar, the last bit of courage to resist in their hearts completely disappeared.

They cried out in terror, turned around and fled the battlefield desperately, completely losing their will to fight.

Seeing this, the remaining Japanese troops who were still struggling to attack could no longer hold on and began to retreat in panic like a flood.

In an instant, the already chaotic enemy became even worse, and fell into madness and disorder.

At this time, the soldiers of the 7th Independent Brigade, who had a deep hatred for the enemy, regained their fighting spirit. How could they easily let go of this excellent opportunity that only comes once in a thousand years?

Every soldier pounced on the panicked enemy like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Whether it was the cowards who tried to escape to avoid punishment, or those who chose to surrender in an attempt to survive, they could not escape the sharp steel knives in the hands of the soldiers.

As the soldiers continued to charge, the steel knives in their hands became sharper and sharper. Every swing carried a tremendous force, as if to chop off all obstacles in front of them.

Wherever it passed, all the grass and trees withered, not a single blade of grass grew.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was covered with dust, blocking out the sun; and bright red blood splattered everywhere, falling to the ground like raindrops, like a living Shura hell painting unfolding before people's eyes, making people shudder.

The battle started at noon and only stopped when the blood-red setting sun gradually sank to the west.

The battlefield is still filled with smoke

Staff Officer Wan came slowly towards them with staggering steps. His originally fair face was now covered in blood, and the crisscrossing wounds made him look hideous and terrifying.

However, that deep look of fatigue could not conceal the excitement gleaming in his eyes.

As he walked up to Ma Shou, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, he said, "Commander! The soldiers lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully completed their mission!"

Ma Shou turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that his eyes were also bloodshot and red.

After hearing what Staff Officer Wan said, he was startled for a moment, as if he had not yet recovered from the fierce battle, but then he burst into laughter.

"I would eat the flesh of the barbarians when I am hungry, and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty"

“Haha, hahahaha”

"Today's battle was truly exhilarating and satisfying!"

Ma Shou smiled and patted Staff Officer Wan's chest hard.

Before his laughter died down, he suddenly looked at Staff Officer Wan and shouted, "Staff Officer Wan! Pass the order quickly. Reward our soldiers well tonight! Let everyone drink to their heart's content and share the joy of victory!"