Tang Dao was sensible enough, and the independent battalion withdrew its troops very quickly.
Less than an hour after the entire army retreated, and everyone was still in the mountains and forests, Hammer turned his head to the east vigilantly, letting out a low growl.
Within a minute, more than twenty small black dots appeared in the sky.
The Japanese Navy dispatched up to two squadrons of fighter planes to participate in the battle as soon as the dense fog subsided. Thanks to the precise location provided by the reconnaissance aircraft, nearly five tons of bombs were dropped by more than twenty fighter planes on the deserted Qinglongling Village.
On that lonely ridge.
The rock-solid stone walls and stone houses in the village were instantly reduced to ashes in front of the 500-pound aerial bombs in front of the infantry artillery and mountain artillery.
On the mountain ridge, I watched my home being destroyed by the eggs laid by the "big iron bird" that kept hovering in the sky. Even when the Japanese army was sieging the stone, my trembling little girl didn't shed any tears. The tears finally flowed.
Come down.
That was his home, where he was born and raised. His parents were there, and now they are gone.
"Don't worry, Little Shitou, you will go home. One day, you will come back." Leng Feng, who was helping Shitou carry his little sister, had a look of pity on his face, and his rough palms gently stroked Shitou's little head.
"Uncle Leng, is it true? Can we still go home?" Shitou looked up at Leng Feng with tears in his eyes.
"Yes! I promise you in the name of a soldier. You, grandpa, and sister will all go home." Leng Feng knelt down, looked at the brave little sheepherder with gentle eyes, and answered firmly...
"Yeah!" Shitou wiped the tears on his face with the dirty corner of his sleeve and nodded fiercely.
"Good boy!" Looking at the stubborn but strong stone, the cold edge is like a knife cutting an axe, and a smile breaks out on his stern face.
The smile is so bright and warm.
If the old comrades from Sihang Camp were here, they would definitely be shocked.
Leng Feng was originally a person with a dull personality. After receiving the news that his family was massacred by the Japanese army, he became even more taciturn. When his younger brother died in Sihang Warehouse, his face was like an eternal glacier.
I have rarely seen a smile.
Perhaps, only when killing Japanese soldiers would his soldiers see fire dancing in their commander's eyes, revealing his personal emotions.
Normally, he is like an iceberg. Even close comrades like Li Jijin feel cold when approaching him.
Of course this is not good, especially as a commander.
It was not that Tang Dao had not tried to enlighten his general, but Leng Feng, who had lost all his relatives, had completely blocked his heart. Tang Dao could only let it be like this, and could only worry secretly in his heart.
His unforgettable hatred for the Japanese may make him the most determined warrior, but full of hatred can also become a double-edged sword, especially for a commander, who will lose his cool due to hatred at some point.
Bringing him and his warriors into despair.
However, Leng Feng has always been extremely restrained. After several consecutive battles, he strictly abided by military orders. The only time he violated the orders without authorization was when he took the initiative to expose himself in advance and killed a Japanese infantry squad for the sake of a six or seven-year-old Chinese.
children.
However, Tang Dao, who received Leng Feng's telegram, was unpunished for the first time. Not only was the alternative position Leng Feng was looking for in Qinglongling Village strong enough, but Leng Feng's hard heart was finally opened.
If there is light that can warm his heart, he will be a real human being and will not become a madman who blindly kills.
Yes, the so-called road has no end, Tang Dao's hidden worries were completely solved by Shitou, a child. Leng Feng had regarded Shitou as his younger brother, and finally there was a ray of sunshine in his mind filled with hatred.
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The Chinese soldiers and civilians retreated for nearly an hour, and were almost 2 kilometers away from the battlefield. Even if the Japanese fighter planes finished their rampage over Qinglongling Village and then dropped the extra bombs on the nearby hills, they did not cause any harm to the Chinese soldiers and civilians.
damage.
Perhaps the most severely damaged was the main force of the retreating Kunisaki detachment. Watching a large number of fighter planes passing by in the sky overhead, it really hurt my heart!
If they had retreated an hour later, they could have watched the Navy and Maldives fighter planes tear into pieces the Chinese who dared to surround them. How pleasant it would be!
Unfortunately, they have already escaped.
The main reason is that I really didn’t expect that the navy and land forces would work so hard this time. They were originally scheduled to take off in the afternoon, but it turned out that they arrived even before lunch.
In fact, this group of Japanese soldiers who are somewhat frustrated are still a bit too idealistic. If they really stay on the ground and stalemate with the Chinese, do they really think that Tang Dao is a wooden man? Just waiting to be blown up by Japanese planes?
If the Japanese army unexpectedly persists and refuses to retreat, then Tang Dao will have to fight to the death with the Japanese no matter how unhappy he is.
Before all the infantry companies set off, he had ordered Master Zhuang to empty all ammunition inventories. It seemed like a threat to be surrounded from all sides, but in fact he was also preparing for the worst-case scenario of a decisive battle with the Japanese.
If they really wanted to fight, Tang Dao would press their position towards the Japanese defense line before noon, shortening the distance between the two sides to a distance where Japanese fighters would not dare to drop bombs at will.
Moreover, the two machine guns and more than a dozen heavy machine guns of Cheng Tieshou's fire support company all carried anti-aircraft machine gun mounts. As long as the Japanese fighter planes dared to lower their bomb-dropping heights, the fire support company would have no choice but to compete with them.
Even if they don’t lower their altitude, Japanese aircraft are no good. The Chinese and Japanese armies are hundreds of meters apart on the ground. But when they drop the bombs, the error will be huge. As long as they dare to drop the bombs, they will probably fall on both sides.
The odds on the battlefield are pretty much the same.
They also have to thank Kunizaki, who is still in a coma. If he had not thought about himself and finally ordered the withdrawal of the troops, not more than a quarter of the people who could have walked out of the mountainous area in southern Anhui alive.
Tang Dao was prepared for the worst-case scenario of bearing 80% of the battle losses. Including the 400 men led by Tong Yi, the strength of the Chinese army on the entire battlefield exceeded 2,500. In the case of a last-ditch battle, even if there were more than 2,000 Japanese troops,
If the plane helps, nothing will happen.
Fortunately, this tragic scene did not happen due to the restraint of the commanders on both sides.
In other words, one side lost an infantry regiment, but the other side already had great success.
Tong Yi, who met Tang Dao again, held Tang Dao's hand and didn't let go for a long time.
To be honest, when he received a telegram from Tang Dao last night, telling him that most of the entire tactical plan had been successfully completed and more than 2,000 Japanese troops had been successfully annihilated, Tong Yi was as excited as a child and stayed up all night.
This battle was not fought by the Independent Battalion alone, but also with the participation of his 145th Division. If the news of the victory was sent back to his hometown, the faces of the elders in his hometown would be bright, and even if he, the brigade commander, died, it would not be a loss.
Yes, although there was a great victory on the battlefield in Laojinkeng, Tong Yi, who was trapped in the lone territory, was actually prepared to die in battle.
This was because the six to seven hundred of them had been completely surrounded by the Japanese army, with no escape route from the front, rear, left or right. Judging from the actual battlefield situation, there was no chance of survival.
Once you lured the enemy, you actually became the bait that was swallowed by the enemy.
Not being able to go back to my hometown, not being able to see my wife and children again is a bit sad, but I don’t regret it!
That is a true portrayal of the brigadier's mood that night.
He never thought that Tang Dao would send out all his troops overnight and surround the Japanese army from all sides with a desperate fight.
As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for many years, he knew very well that after a bitter battle, the Tang Sword Division was actually at the end of its war effort.
Not to mention the loss of troops, the loss of ammunition alone is probably unbearable. Even if the Japanese equipment is captured, the strongest weapon of Tang Dao Department is not the rifle, but the large number of submachine guns and shell guns. Those equipment are needed
The caliber of bullets cannot be supplemented by the Japanese army's 6.5 Tomosaka small-caliber bullets.
Without the submachine guns and shell guns that can output a large amount of firepower, the Tang Dao Department's combat effectiveness has been reduced by at least half.
Moreover, they also had to attack the established defense lines of the Japanese army and use their own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths. This would almost mean sacrificing the lives of 2,000 Chinese soldiers in exchange for hundreds of them.
But Tang Dao did just that, and miraculously succeeded. The hundreds of Chinese soldiers on the mountain, except for the dozens who were killed yesterday afternoon due to shelling and defensive battles, all escaped from the battlefield safely.
Although it only scared the Japanese away.
But that was enough to make this army brigade commander who took the initiative to participate in the war burst into tears of gratitude.
Over there, Master Rao, who was equally anxious and couldn't sleep at night, and who hadn't closed his eyes for 24 hours, finally received a call back from his subordinate reporting victory.
Holding the telegram that said, "Our army has won a great victory, and more than 2,000 Japanese troops under Army Colonel Takeuchi Unzan were killed in Laojin Pit!", the Sichuan Army division commander looked up to the sky and smiled.
Thousands of Sichuan Army soldiers stationed in small towns in the plains waved their guns in salute to their comrades dozens of kilometers away.
They finally lived up to the trust of their fathers and fellow villagers who saw them off before leaving, and killed the Japanese invaders on their land.
That is the glory of all Sichuan troops!
This chapter has been completed!