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1533. Chapter 1533 No one is allowed to go

The reinforcements of the 144th Division have arrived.

Fan Ziying was already anxious and rushed over with the guard battalion in person.

On the way to Huzhen, he met with the three regiments who had arrived after hearing the news. One regiment and two thousand small men in the first battalion were all over the mountains and fields, and reinforced them at full speed towards the Zunfen Mountain.

On the way to reinforcements, Fan Ziying really regretted her heart.

Fan Ziying really didn't expect that the Japanese actually sent small troops to attack the Radar Station of Zun Tung Mountain.

Ge Laozidi, from the Japanese defense zone to the Zufenshan radar station, the closest distance is two or three hundred miles, and the easy-to-go roads are completely blocked by the national army on the front line. If the Japanese want to detour, they can only walk on the rugged mountain road. If they take the mountain road, the distance will be longer, which is less than four hundred miles!

Fan Ziying really didn't expect that the Japanese would come from the deep mountains and old forests.

If I had known that the Japanese would come, Fan Ziying would never have sent only one company. He would have to send a regiment, and even the entire division was stationed at the foot of the ancestral tomb.

Although there are no villages and towns under the ancestral grave and the conditions are arduous, it is better to endure a little hardship than being dismissed or even shot?

Fan Ziying is really not worried about anything. If the ancestral tomb mountain is lost this time, if the radar station is blown up by the Japanese, it will be lighter to be removed from office, and maybe he will be shot to death.

Thinking of this, Fan Ziying was so shit that she was about to come out quickly.

"Hurry, I'm so kind, I don't have to have breakfast? Get it!"

Fan Ziying was already sweating all over and could not breathe, but she was still urging the officers and soldiers around her to fly over. She really wanted to put wings on her.

But the officers and soldiers next to them were indeed unable to run.

"Master, our shit is almost running out, how can we get up?"

"It's Sa, Master, you don't have wings, can't you still fly over?"

"You guys are just talking too much. If you can't get to the ancestral grave mountain in time, if the Japanese take down the radar station of the ancestral grave mountain, my head will be moved. Do you know, it's a dog's day."

As soon as he finished speaking, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded in front of him, and Fan Ziying was immediately excited.

There is gunfire, which means that there is still fighting ahead, which is definitely good news, because it may mean that the ancestral tomb mountain has not been lost yet. As long as the ancestral tomb mountain has not been lost, everything is still in time!

Immediately afterwards, a sharp-eyed soldier shouted: "There are ghosts!"

"What are you calling? That's the New Fourth Army. I've seen it before, not the Japanese." Another big-headed soldier said.

"You know a hammer. The Japanese are coming in front of you!" Fan Ziying had received a report from Yang Erzhu Company. He knew that the group of Japanese were coming here as the New Fourth Army. He immediately shouted, "Everyone is spread out and surrounded, and no one is allowed to leave. Kill them all, kill them, kill them..."

"It's really a ghost, brothers, fight the country and kill the war!"

"The little Japanese devils broke all their legs and legs and died for me!"

"This is the little Japanese? It's nothing great, don't run away!"

The Sichuan Army soldiers who were running forward all over the mountains immediately became excited and screamed and rushed to chase each other. Without saying anything, the morale of the Sichuan Army was really great!

...

The Sichuan Army is so motivated that it is waiting for a big battle with the Japanese.

However, Usa Mitsunobu didn't want to get too entangled with the Sichuan Army. The mission is now failing. Even if all the thousands of national troops who came to reinforce in front of him were eliminated, what's the point?

Their purpose is not to destroy the national army, but to destroy the radar station!

"Takahashi-kun!" Usa Mitsuru turned his gaze to Takahashi Shigezo and said loudly, "Leave a squadron to be responsible for blocking!"

It is almost enough to block the pursuers from the Zun Tomb Mountain, but to block so many pursuers from the National Army on the other side, there is too few people in a team of more than a dozen people.

At least one squadron, hundreds of people must be left.

"Hayi!" Takahashi Shigezo paused his head suddenly and shouted loudly, "Fourth Squadron, stay!"

"Hayi!" A Japanese officer with the rank of captain suddenly gave up his head, then turned around and shouted, "There are all four squadrons, blocking!"

About nearly a hundred Japanese stopped immediately.

Immediately afterwards, nearly one hundred Japanese devils immediately scattered, looking for suitable shelter, then set up machine guns or Mauser rifles, and began to shoot sporadically at the Sichuan Army.

Right ahead, the Sichuan Army fell in rows.

...

Fan Ziying, who was running forward, felt her right leg numb, and then her body lost its center of gravity. She fell to the ground uncontrollably, and her face was facing down the most embarrassing.

"Master's seat!" The two guards rushed forward and helped Fan Ziying up.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Fan Ziying broke free from the support of her husband and shouted, "Chase, chase me!"

The two guards didn't know what to do, and they didn't know whether to chase the Japanese or guard the division commander.

At this moment, a blood flower bloomed in the chest of one of the guards, and then he called out a sad call to the master's seat and threw himself forward.

This guard blocked the gun for Fan Ziying.

The Japanese on the other side actually shot at Fan Ziying.

"Son of the Turtle, the Japanese are quite accurate in shooting skills, be careful." Fan Ziying quickly fell to the ground, chanting while raising his pistol and shooting randomly, "Brothers, be careful, be careful."

However, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army were completely unaffected and rushed forward.

Faced with such a desperate opponent, the Japanese were blind.

The only machine gun had no bullets left, so it was completely stopped soon.

Losing the suppression of machine guns, the Sichuan army rushed over all over the mountains and fields quickly rushed into the Japanese positions, and then the two sides broke out in cruel hand-to-hand combat and fought against bayonets.

...

On the ancestral tomb mountain in front of you.

An Zhenyuan and Shan Wazi had already gone down to the hillside. When they raised their eyes, they saw at least a thousand Sichuan troops coming from the mountains and fields in the southeast, and they had already engaged in anger with the blocking Japanese.

Seeing the Sichuan Army charging forward with the firepower of the Japanese blocking troops, An Zhenyuan couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"These Sichuan guys have good morale." Shanwazi also curled his lips and said, "It's just that this tactical literacy is a bit poor. How can I fight like this in war?"

"Shut up, Shanbo!" An Zhenyuan scolded, "You kid has learned special operations for a few days and you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, right? The Sichuan Army's tactics are right. At this time, you must do this like them and rush forward at any cost. On the surface, there seems to be a lot of casualties, but after the battle is over, you will find that this style of fighting will kill less people! Moreover, from the results of the battle, this style of fighting is the most significant."

Speaking of this, An Zhenyuan said again: "If nothing unexpected happens, this group of Japanese devils may not be able to escape. When they encounter the Sichuan Army, they can only be considered unlucky, haha."
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