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These Japanese soldiers were desperate to the extreme, because they had become turtles in a urn with no way out.
Of the three Japanese commanders, two of them had already turned into corpses on the ground during the charge. There is only one Japanese commander left.
"What should we do? Your Excellency, squadron leader!!" the soldier asked him.
But the Japanese commander didn¡¯t know what to do, because no matter what he did, they would all die.
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Unless you surrender!
But that was impossible. The Bushido education he received did not allow him to do such a thing as surrender.
"Continue to charge!!!" the Japanese commander yelled, then took the lead to stand up from the ground, and then continued to charge towards the hillside not far away.
¡°Bang bang bang!!¡±
The sniper, who had been unable to find his target for a long time, saw someone suddenly stand up and immediately aimed his gun at the Japanese commander.
With several consecutive gunshots, the Japanese commander suddenly had several blood holes on his body.
The last squadron leader of the Japanese army died among snipers.
The Japanese soldiers who originally planned to charge calmed down at this time. If they get up and charge again, they will still die.
At this moment, surrender seems to be a good choice.
But it is impossible for Japanese soldiers who are stubborn to choose to surrender.
"Long live the Emperor!!!"
Someone yelled, but instead of charging, he stabbed himself in the stomach with a samurai sword and committed seppuku.
There was more than one person who committed seppuku. Some Japanese soldiers next to him saw this scene. They also began to have suicidal tendencies.
¡°At least in their eyes, seppuku was a very honorable way for a samurai to die. But being surrounded by enemies like this and being consumed one by one to death cannot be called bravery.
"Long live the Emperor!!!"
Another Japanese soldier shouted, and then there was the sound of a bayonet piercing his body.
Such sounds came and went in the forest. In just a short time, seven or eight Japanese soldiers committed seppuku and committed suicide.
"What are the little devils doing down there? They're going to be howling for a while." A soldier climbed up next to Hu San and asked.
Hu San took a telescope and looked down, and after a long time he said: "It's not committing hara-kiri! Did you hear that there are still people crying in the forest?"
"Seppuku? That would save us bullets. I see the little devil howled a lot. If this keeps going on, we can go down and clean up the corpse after a while." The soldier chuckled.
As he was talking, another sentence of "Long live the Emperor" came from the forest. Another Japanese soldier ended his life with a bayonet.
The remaining Japanese soldiers watched as their comrades died in front of their eyes. And they still used the method of seppuku, which made their inner despair begin to expand.
"Charge!!! Charge!! Onboard!!!"
A Japanese squad leader, unable to bear such a desperate atmosphere, began to roar and charge towards the mountain.
The soldiers under him also began to charge and rushed towards the mountain.
Seeing more than a dozen Japanese soldiers showing their heads, the soldiers of the guard camp who had been waiting on the mountain for a long time suddenly showed joy.
With a burst of gunfire, all the Japanese soldiers who tried to charge fell to the ground.
In such a short time, less than fifty Japanese soldiers were left lying on the hillside.
The soldiers in the guard camp had no intention of going down there to harvest the lives of the Japanese soldiers.
Their lives are very precious. Xia Yang spent countless energy in cultivating them.
"Grenade launcher, continue to bombard the little devils." Hu San also had his own way of dealing with the shrinking Japanese army.
Many of their soldiers carry grenade launchers. These grenade launchers are installed under the automatic rifle and can be operated by a single soldier.
The sniper squadron lurking behind the Japanese army, under the leadership of Song Yumo, began to slowly approach the Japanese army from the rear, narrowing the encirclement of the Japanese army.
¡°Boom boom!!!¡±
With the explosion of grenades, the forest where the Japanese army was hiding suddenly turned into aA large bombing zone.
Dozens of grenade launchers bombarded the Japanese army at the same time, which made the Japanese army, who were already very frustrated and desperate, even more depressed.
People were constantly being killed and injured, and the Japanese army had completely collapsed. He began to rush out of the forest regardless, and ran wildly towards the forest outside.
These Japanese soldiers who had no organization and escaped from the woods naturally became targets for the soldiers of the guard camp to practice their marksmanship.
With bursts of gunfire, the Japanese soldiers began to fall to the ground one by one.
The annihilation of this Japanese army lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. The Japanese troops in the forest were completely wiped out.
Hu San was walking in the woods, looking at Yoshika Ryosuke's body and said: "Damn it, this old devil is Yoshika Ryosuke. Look at his command sword and his military rank."
With that said, he pointed to Yoshika Ryosuke¡¯s body.
Shi Youjiang jumped out immediately and said loudly: "Bingzhao, I, I shot him to death."
When Hu San heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he patted Shi Youjiang on the shoulder and said: "You kid, you are awesome!"
"If you kill a division commander, can you give me two kilograms of sweet potatoes to burn?" Shi Youjiang came over and asked.
Hu San glanced at Shi Youjiang with disdain, and then said: "Two kilograms of sweet potatoes to burn? Look at your little potential, no matter what, you still need three kilograms!"
As he spoke, he stretched out three of his fingers.
In Shi Youjiang¡¯s eyes, those three fingers were no longer three fingers, but three solid kilograms of roasted sweet potatoes.
In his understanding, this is the highest reward he can imagine.
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