After the battle, Ma Licheng cursed his mother. When he rushed forward with his bayonet drawn, all the Japanese were lying down. There were originally several injured Japanese prisoners. One of them tore off the grenade and threw himself at the Chinese soldiers. He was kicked several meters away with a big knife. The grenade exploded under the Japanese soldier's body.
With a broadsword covered in blood, he walked quickly towards the remaining wounded Japanese soldiers. The six-ringed knife hung in his hand, dripping with drops of blood. The medical soldiers and the wounded Japanese soldiers stood a few meters apart, thinking about whether to bandage the Japanese soldiers. How many ambulance soldiers were killed by the Japanese wounded soldiers.
The big knife pushed the rescue soldier away, and several jet-black sword lights flashed by. The heads of several Japanese soldiers were so excited by the blood spurting from their necks that they rolled out. The ambulanceman closed the medical box and thought to himself: "Okay, this will save trouble."
"Big knife! You bitch, you should leave me a tongue!" Duan Jianfeng didn't blame the big knife for killing a prisoner. This was not the first time. In the Battle of Kunlun Pass in , Da Dao was almost shot to death like him because he killed thirty-six Japanese prisoners in one go. Later he was demoted to company commander, and Da Dao was demoted from platoon commander to soldier. After that, the soldiers were all afraid of the sword. A man who could chop off 36 heads in one breath must be so ruthless.
"It's clean now. I wanted to do something else, but this guy is more stupid than me." Duan Jianfeng handed a cigarette to Lin Chengxi next to him. Both of them also had bloody faces.
"Just kill them. The little devil has a tough mouth. If you take them back, you won't get anything done." Lin Chengxi looked at the corpses of dozens of brothers neatly arranged on the ground, and felt bad in his heart.
"Look through the little devil's pockets——! Maybe there is information!" Duan Jianfeng shouted at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield. The soldiers were afraid that the Japanese might not be dead, so they stabbed the Japanese with bayonets and then bent over before inspecting the corpses.
"The Fifty-fifth Division." Lin Chengxi said, holding a Japanese armband in his hand.
"Why did these idiots come to Myanmar!" Duan Jianfeng spat on the ground. The Japanese 55th Division was a powerful force that had just withdrawn from the Chinese battlefield. It suffered heavy losses from the Chinese army in the "Battle of Changsha".
"I wonder where Liao Yaoxiang and Yu Shao have gone." Lin Chengxi looked at the darkening sky with a trace of worry in his eyes.
The 5th Army has three divisions - Dai Anlan's 200th Division, Liao Yaoxiang's newly formed 22nd Division, and Yu Shao's 96th Division. When the Japanese 55th Division approached the ancient city of Tong, the newly formed 22nd Division was still waiting for transfer north of Mandalay 4, and the 96th Division was far away on the way from Lashio. The first phase of the Chinese Expeditionary Force consisted of the 5th Army, the 6th Army, and the 66th Army. While the 5th Army was gathering at Tonggu on the middle road, the 6th Army was deployed in the Jingdong and Maoqi areas on the eastern front; the British army gathered on the Prome side of the western front; and at this time, the 66th Army had not yet mobilized into Burma.
"I'm afraid! A Japanese division only has more than 20,000 people. Our 200 Division, including the division headquarters and logistics, can make up 10,000. There is no coward in the 200 Division, and each of them can stand up to both Japanese soldiers. I don't think there is any problem." Duan Jianfeng is the kind of master who doesn't like having a knife on his neck.
Lin Chengxi took a deep breath of cigarette and said: "In the first theater, 120,000 people from Cheng Qian's six armies surrounded Doihara Kenji's 14th Division with 20,000 people, and was easily broken by 14 Division ; in the Battle of Kunlun Pass, three divisions as elite as the 200th Division We just tied with one division of the Japanese army. If it were a miscellaneous army, I don't think six or seven divisions would be able to match the combat power of a main Japanese division. "
" "Are you f*cking scared? Go home and take care of your children!" Duan Jianfeng said as if he was flipping out of a book.
"You're a donkey, you're a donkey! It's such a naughty thing to say!" Lin Chengxi threw down the cigarette butt, left Duan Jianfeng to dry, and went to count the loot. Duan Jianfeng was still squatting on the ground and cursing.
"Company commander." Ma Licheng came up and saluted.
"Put it off!" Duan Jianfeng was angry in his heart. In fact, he knew it in his heart - regardless of individual combat capabilities, weapons and equipment, or strategies and tactics, no matter what the comparison was, the Japanese army was far superior to the national army, but he was not willing to hear it said.
When Ma Licheng led Duan Jianfeng back to the trench, Zhou Jian was still huddled in the corner of the tunnel, his face pale and his head pressed into his crotch.
"What's going on?" Duan Jianfeng asked.
"The Japanese dropped a grenade next to him and blew up one of the brothers. He must have been frightened." Ma Licheng picked up Zhou Jian's rifle and handed it to Duan Jianfeng. Duan Jianfeng pulled the bolt and the five-round magazine was intact. Zhou Jian did not fire a single shot. Zhou Jian joined the army only one month earlier than Yue Kunlun, and like Yue Kunlun, he had never experienced a real battle before.
"Okay, go ahead and keep your mouth shut." Duan Jianfeng waved his hand and Ma Licheng walked away. Duan Jianfeng didn't blame Zhou Jian. Many recruits were just like Zhou Jian when they first entered the battlefield. They would die after seeing blood a few times.
"Come on, take a puff." Duan Jianfeng sat down next to Zhou Jian and handed over the half of the cigarette in his hand. Zhou Jian took the cigarette with trembling hands and tears in her eyes.
"...Company Commander...I am not worthy of being a soldier." Zhou Jian's voice choked with sobs.
"No one is born to be a soldier." Duan Jianfeng hugged Zhou Jian's arms, "Let me tell you a secret, the first time I went to the battlefield, I peed all over my crotch. If you want to tell me, I will kill you!"
"Okay! Wipe your tears and nose, don't do it. You have to act like an old woman. From now on, when you stare at the devil, you will think, this beast killed your parents, chopped up your brother, and raped your woman. I am afraid that the bullets issued at that time are not enough for you." Duan Jianfeng patted Zhou Jian on the shoulder and stood up. Seeing that it was getting dark, he had to discuss with Lin Chengxi how to arrange it.
When Duan Jianfeng passed by, Lin Chengxi and several soldiers were in a daze in front of a row of Japanese corpses.
"What's wrong?" Duan Jianfeng grinned and poked Lin Chengxi, as if nothing happened just now.
"Look at the gunshot wounds of these Japanese."
Duan Jianfeng looked over where Lin Chengxi's riding whip pointed. All the corpses in the row were shot between the eyebrows. There was a small hole in the front and a hole in the back of the head, typical wounds caused by formal rifles.
"I asked, it was not my sniper who shot me. Old Duan, when did you hide the treasure?" Lin Chengxi glared at Duan Jianfeng. Duan Jianfeng scratched his head, Yue Kunlun's awl-like eyes flashed in his mind, but he still couldn't believe that there were sixteen such corpses.
"Ma Licheng——!" Duan Jianfeng roared with a smile on his face, and all the snipers in the company were under Ma Licheng's control.
"Yes!" Ma Licheng trotted over and saluted Duan Jianfeng and Lin Chengxi with a bang.
"Who did this?" Duan Jianfeng pointed at the Japanese corpse.
Ma Licheng went up and pulled the Japs head a few times with his feet, "This guy is really good!"
"Stop being a bastard, tell me quickly!"
"Report to the commander! It's the new recruit Yue Kunlun!" Ma Licheng knocked his feet, turned around and shouted to Yue Kunlun who was cleaning the battlefield, "Come here!"
- To be continued -
