It sent most of the Japanese to dig trenches here.

Behind this ditch, at a distance of twenty meters, there was only one infantry squadron excavating the fortifications!

There is also a traffic trench connected between the trench and the fortifications.

As long as the national army's tanks can be allowed to stop in front of this trench for two minutes, it can command the Japanese in the fortifications behind to throw grenades and explosives to blow up the tanks.

This is their only chance today.

Fujiwara kept urging the captain of the sect, and the Japanese under his command sweated heavily.

They are also very clear: sweat more now and you can bleed less later.

Otherwise, it will not only bleed later, but will lose all your life.

The joint command center formed by the commander of the Tsubasa Tsubasa and the commander of the Assistant Division of Yoshizuru had already sent the cavalry corps of the 9th Division and the cavalry corps of the 11th Division as the first echelons to come to rescue.

Cavalry are the fastest team they can now send out.

This is not over yet. After sending cavalry, the 19th Infantry Regiment of the Ninth Division was also sent out.

Today is no more than before. This time, the two division commanders pay enough attention to the newly emerging gap.

They have to pay attention to it: if this gap is not blocked, they will be completely attacked from both sides in Yang's house.

All the defense lines here have collapsed, so what else can I use to defend them?

Good fortune does not come in both directions, and misfortunes do not come in one single way!

It seems inaccurate to the Japanese who are still fighting stubbornly!

At least the current leader of the Yamata Chong Martial Arts and the leader of the Yoshizuru Ryoshi do not think so.

Because they have received the Second Air Force Team and the Third Air Force Team have taken off all the planes and come to reinforce them;

At the same time, the Second Air Force and the Third Air Force also launched all warships and came towards Jiangnan, preparing to provide firepower support to the Japanese trapped in Yang's house.

When receiving this telegram, the commander of the Shan Baochong Martial Arts Army was so moved that he burst into tears.

It has been supporting it hard these two days, and it has long been desperate: the national army wins every battle, and it has no hope of victory at all.

The Navy is finally willing to send out a rescue, how can it not be moved?

Yoshizuru's assistant commander was also moved: "Did I have some prejudice against the Navy before?"

It even began to doubt that there was something wrong with its attitude towards the Navy.

When the staff in their joint command heard the good news, their despair that was pressing on their heads was swept away, and all the staff members were excited.

Everyone was busy and prepared for the aviation team to come. First of all, they should bomb the targets.

When the navy's warships come, where should we strike first, and how should we assist the infantry of the two divisions?

When the commander of the Shanbao Chong Martial Arts Army saw that these Japanese were busy, he couldn't help but say to Yoshizuru Ryosuke: "Yizuru! We finally waited!"

"Shan Baojun! We finally waited!"

"We finally waited!" Captain Lin Longnosuke said in despair as he looked at the seven tanks approaching.

All the Japanese in this brigade's defense line were killed, and more than half of the Japanese in the Qiongtou Chulang Squadron were killed and injured.

The tanks of the National Army are slowly approaching, and the last moment has come.

It said this sentence as if it was lost.

Captain Fujito Shizuoya looked back and saw the entire brigade behind him was still busy, his eyes full of despair.

It has no more troops to replenish the gap. There are only less than 100 Japanese soldiers left on this defense line just now.

Such persistence is really painful!

It had no other way to make them fight to the death besides scolding the Japanese under its command.

Sergeant Yusu Yoshiokaya watched the machine gunner die again, and he had to tremble all over his body and push it up.

It was already the sixth machine gunner. At this time, Sergeant Yusu Yoshiokaya hated this heavy machine gun very much:

All five Japanese were dead, and the machine gun was still intact.

"Why don't you die?" Sergeant Yusuke Yoshiokaya cursed hatefully while operating the machine gun.

The machine gun is speechless and innocent.

The auxiliary shooter next to me, Sun Zixiong, whispered: "Even if the machine gun is broken, we can't retreat!

We are dead today!”

It now understands the situation on the battlefield.

When Sergeant Yusuke Yoshiokaya heard the devil talking to it, he immediately became more angry: "Where are Captain Lin Ryunosuke here?"

“It’s here that we all die!

When did you see a captain rushing to the front line? It dies, and we all have to die!

If it does not die, it will not retreat, and we will also die!" My grandson Xiong said it very clearly.

Hearing it analyze this, Yusu Yoshiokaya came back to the spotlight.

It couldn't help but get angry: when he first saw a captain coming to the front line, he was excited for a while.

Unexpectedly, the captain was actually a death-seeking ghost. When it came up, the devils would all die, and they would all die.

While Yusuke Yoshiokaya was still angry, a shell fell beside them.

This time it died, and it also died with the heavy machine gun that was blown up.

This firepower point will no longer exist.

Captain Fujiko Shizuoya saw that the last heavy machine gun was gone, and the remaining Japanese were able to fire at the tank with rifles.

There is no way to fight this.

Nowadays, it is impossible to send suicide squadrons to bomb tanks.

It’s not that the Japanese are afraid of death, but that all the grenades and explosive packs of their squadrons can blow up tanks are on the way to the tank.

There are no explosives around them.

Under Captain Lin Ryunosuke's desperate gaze, the tank in front approached again.

The firepower of these Japanese devils was suppressed by seven tanks.

The infantry following behind the tank also advanced simultaneously.

Seeing that the tank had completely suppressed the Japanese firepower, Gu Zuo immediately commanded the infantry to advance along with the tank.

This can best protect the tank from being blown up by the Japanese.

Sergeant Taiyi, who saw so many tanks and soldiers approaching slowly, could no longer help it.

Throw away the weapon and jumped up from the ground and ran backwards.

It was not alone, and the dozen or so Japanese remaining in the entire Qibiao Chulang Squadron all turned around and ran backwards.

In fact, they really have no effect on this line of defense: the rifle was suppressed so that it could not fire at all.

These Japanese devils could not look up at all. They lurked on the ground and had no use except giving the national army one more head.

Captain Lin Ryunosuke was running in the opposite direction with the Pigshou Taiyi: it was rushing towards the tank.

Gu Zuo saw a Japanese colonel waving his command knife and rushing towards the tank.

I couldn't help but sneer: "Natural!"

Captain Fujiko Shizuo saw this scene and had already drawn out the southern pistol and prepared to implement military law on my grandson Xiong.

Seeing Captain Lin Ryunosuke launching the charge alone, it sighed: throw away the pistol and draw out the command knife.

The two Japanese charged towards the tank and fell down quickly under the machine gun fire.

Captain Fujiwara Uzumaki saw everything that happened in front of him in the rear, and saw that the tank had run over Captain Lin Ryunosuke's body and was rushing towards its defense line.

In a cold order: "Machine gun is ready!"

Its command knife was not aimed at the tank, but at the dozen Japanese devils who were desperately escaping towards it.

Until these dozen Japanese soldiers escaped less than fifty meters away from him, Fujiwara Uchidao captain ordered: "Open fire!"

"Tu tuk!"

"Tu tuk!"

The dense sound of heavy machine gun shooting sounded, and my grandson Yuxiong looked at the captain Fujiwara Uzao in front of him in disbelief. He never felt that his captain was so strange.

"Captain! Don't shoot!"

Covering the wound on my chest, my grandson Xiang shouted loudly.

"Captain! Don't shoot!" More than a dozen Japanese roared together. They wanted the captain to order the shooting to stop.

However……

My grandson Xiang fell to the ground unwillingly, and his eyes widened: he would die with his eyes open!
To be continued...