PFC Chapter 457 Can't Stop
Chapter 457 Can't Stop
"Listen up, gentlemen!" Itai Yudai suddenly burst into a roar, "Now, the empire's journey is blocked, but we are the sharpest blade of His Majesty the Emperor! We are the fearless warriors who can break through the difficulties!"
Itai Yudai roared and beat his chest hard to show off his twisted "glory".
"Look at your white clothes. They are the clean uniforms we will wear even when we go to the underworld. The armbands on your arms are the medals that give us a special mission. The victory banners on your heads are the oaths we swore to the Emperor!"
Hearing Itai Yu's roar, more than a hundred military police suicide squads in the field raised their chins, looking very proud.
Mutaguchi Ren'ya and his officers blinked their eyes and looked at Itai Yudai who was standing in front of everyone, with a thousand "fuck"s brewing in their hearts.
What is this? It's a complete militarist brainwashing conference! Listening to this, I even have the urge to stand in the death squad.
The garrison soldiers around them looked at the people wearing military police armbands with envy, and kept thinking in their hearts how great it would be if they were one of the military police.
Not only can you follow a hero like General Takazaki while you are alive, but even if you die, you will be honored and receive a large pension.
When looking at the gendarmerie suicide squad in white shirts in the middle of the field, the garrison soldiers' eyes turned red with envy.
Ten thousand yuan! Ten thousand yuan! Just thinking about it makes me suffocate!
No matter what the people around him thought or how they looked at him, Itai Yudai was still shouting loudly: "The enemy is right in front of us. If we retreat, we will die. Only by attacking can we carve out a bloody path for the empire!
The soldiers of the garrison retreated before. Now, let us, the military police, tell them what fearlessness is and how to be true warriors loyal to His Majesty the Emperor! "
After saying that, Itai Yudai stretched out his hand.
The orderly hurriedly brought a tray with a rough earthenware bowl on it. The sake in the bowl was sparkling with an alluring light in the sunlight.
Yudai Itai picked up a bowl of sake from the tray and raised it into the air, and the sake splashed onto the back of his white-gloved hand.
"This glass of wine is for His Majesty the Emperor! And for you all!
For the prosperity of the empire, for the future of the Yamato nation, we will sacrifice the blood of the Chinese people to the Great Japanese Empire, and dye this land red with the blood of the enemy! Let them tremble and collapse under our determination! "
After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp. The wine flowed down his neck into his collar, but he seemed not to notice.
The next moment, the drinks that had been prepared long ago were brought to each member of the suicide squad.
Each of them comes forward one by one and holds up their wine bowl.
There was a new recruit with a green face whose hands were shaking so badly that he almost knocked over his wine cup.
The old soldier next to him glared at him, and he hurriedly poured the wine into his mouth. He choked and tears welled up in his eyes. The moment he finished drinking the wine, he could not tell whether it was the fear of death or the "tragic" feeling of being brainwashed by militarism.
Another team member with fanatical eyes threw the wine cup to the ground after drinking, making a crisp cracking sound, as if declaring war on fate.
After everyone had finished drinking, Itai Yudai drew the saber from his waist, pointed it in the direction of Marco Polo Bridge and roared, "Go! Use your lives to write immortal glory for the empire! Charge towards death and let the empire remember your heroic deeds today! Aboard!"
Following an order from Itai Yudai, the gendarmerie suicide squad began to move, rushing towards the Lugou Bridge without hesitation.
See the military police have sent out the death squad.
Mutaguchi Ren'ya narrowed his eyes with a complicated expression, then drew out his saber and shouted to the surrounding garrison troops: "Attack!"
The next moment, the garrison's artillery began to speak. This was the request of Itai Yudai, who said that in order to prevent the Chinese defenders from having time to react, the artillery fire could only be carried out immediately before the attack.
The whistling shells slammed heavily into the Chinese defenders' positions, raising a cloud of dust and flames.
Kiyonao Imaki and several other officers personally led their soldiers, followed the gendarmerie suicide squad, and rushed towards the other side of the Lugou Bridge which was under bombardment.
In the front, there was a suicide squad of military police leading the charge, and the garrison soldiers behind were not to be outdone. They ran faster and faster, as if competing with each other, and almost caught up with the military police.
They wanted to show the military police that it was not only 10,000 yuan that could make people fearless. Even with that pitiful pension, they could still die for the Emperor! . . .
At the back, after everyone pushed forward, Itai Yudai nodded to Taniguchi Mayu and others around him.
Then, under the horrified gaze of Mutaguchi Ren'ya, more than a dozen light and heavy machine guns began to fire.
The muzzles of their guns were all pointed at the attacking troops advancing in front.
"Master Itai! This... this is!" Mutaguchi Ren'ya pointed at the machine guns that were looking for suitable positions to set up and asked in a trembling voice.
Ban Jingxiong rolled his eyes at him and said, "I told you, this is a fight to the death. We can only succeed and not fail. We cannot allow any soldiers to retreat!"
"You're crazy! The bridge deck isn't big enough for all the soldiers to launch an attack. If they all rush over there, they'll just be sitting ducks!" Mutaguchi Ren'ya shouted. He originally thought that Itai Yudai was just pretending when he asked everyone to go out.
In the end they will still retreat. Organizing those death squads is also to use those people's lives to gain their own military merits.
But what did he see now? Did Itai Yudai really want to force so many soldiers to die?
"Don't worry, with the addition of the military police, it won't be a problem to capture the Marco Polo Bridge. My goal is Wanping City! As for the fact that there is not enough space on the bridge to deploy so many troops, you can just notify the troops to stop at the bridgehead and let our military police teach you what a real attack is!"
"Mad man! You are a mad man!" Mutaguchi Renya spoke, and quickly sent out the signalman to tell the people in the front commanding the front, such as Ikki Kiyonao, to hold on to the bridgehead and never retreat!
There are madmen here who want to kill people! If we retreat, we will be shot by our own people!
Only after all the military police suicide squads are killed, will Itai Yudai give up and only then can people retreat.
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On the attacking side, the military police suicide squad was still at the forefront.
The team members were holding rifles with bayonets on, the tips of the guns flashing coldly in the setting sun. They walked over the bumpy ground, staggering but never stopping, splashing up clouds of dust, making the battlefield even more dim and chaotic.
The roar could be heard from far away, those unclear militaristic slogans echoed in the air, and the white shirts fluttered as they ran.
The white strip of cloth with the words "Victory" on his head was soaked with sweat in several places and stuck to his forehead. The word "Victory" looked even more weird and hideous.
By the time they reached the bridgehead, the artillery fire from the Japanese rear stopped, and the time for the real attack had arrived.
The gendarmes who were rushing in the front had red cheeks due to excitement, and veins bulged on their necks like twisted earthworms. They waved their bayonets, as if trying to tear open the enemy's defense line in the air in advance.
The Chinese artillery bombardment on the opposite side also began.
Perhaps it was because the gendarmes rushed onto the bridge too quickly that the shells exploded behind them, knocking the garrison soldiers led by Imaki Kiyonao off their horses and causing their assault to slow down. Some soldiers began to look for cover or lie down nearby to avoid the bombardment.
Imaki Kiyonao watched helplessly as the gendarmerie suicide squad, holding Type 38 rifles, rushed up to the Lugou Bridge with screams and howls.
He was suppressed by the sudden artillery fire from the opposite side. The screams of soldiers could be heard from time to time around him, making his face turn red!
How could our soldiers be so weak! The military police charged forward without hesitation, while our soldiers shrank back and dared not move forward.
Shame on you! No, I can't stop!