The next day!
8am!
"The first battle zone was in front of the Yellow River defense line, and the Japanese invaders were severely attacked, killing more than 3,000 enemies!"
The hoarse shouts of the newsboys echoed through the streets of Jiangxia, the important city in central China where the government is temporarily seated.
People swarmed up and snatched up all the morning newspapers in the newsboy's shoulder bag.
The Battle of Songhu failed, and the Battle of Jinling was a huge defeat. North China was almost completely lost. China was retreating steadily on the two fronts. It lost Jiangnan, China's most prosperous economy, and North China, which was rich in resources. The Japanese army had already
Attacking several provinces in central China from the north and southeast, no matter how hard the government propaganda department tries to encourage them, the reality is that the entire war situation is deteriorating rapidly.
This is no longer a heavy blow caused by the loss of hundreds of thousands of troops in two battles, but the entire country is in a precarious situation, whether it is the already impoverished refugees, the middle class with few assets, or those at the top of the pyramid
Elites are all in a state of extreme anxiety.
Because they don't know where hope is.
The massacre at Jinling shattered the luck of countless people. How can the skin be saved? If the Japanese occupy the entire China, even if they want to kneel down and be slaves, the Japanese must be willing. Otherwise, no matter what you are
Elites are still ordinary people, there is only one way to die.
No matter how clear the sky is, the thick haze will always linger in people's hearts, but on the early morning of February 19, the sun seemed to really shine down.
The first theater of war, which had suffered consecutive defeats, actually fought a great victory, killing more than 3,000 Japanese troops. This was an extremely rare number of enemy annihilations since the Battle of Jinling, although this was compared to the huge force of tens of thousands of Japanese troops that were frequently dispatched.
Say, it’s just a drop in the bucket!
However, who can deny that this is a rare victory? The government will not deny it, let alone people.
"The New 8th Division under the First Theater Command joined the independent regiment under the 43rd Army, invested more than 10,000 men, and ambushed the 2nd Infantry Regiment under the enemy's 14th Division on the south bank of Bihe River, killing them from the commander of the Colonel's Regiment, Ishiguro Makura.
More than 3,000 people and countless seizures!
Good! Good! Our Guizhou Army and Sichuan Army are brave!" A middle-aged man wearing a robe and glasses stood on the street, chanting loudly, tapping the telephone pole next to him, and praising loudly.
"Then, sir, are we victorious on the front line in Henan Province?" A rickshaw driver pulling a rickshaw passed by and stopped for a moment asked cautiously.
"Yes! Sir, after killing so many Japanese, are we going to win?" A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old also asked in agreement.
"Victory..." The middle-aged man looked at the eager people surrounding him, and a lump suddenly formed in his throat.
He really wanted to say to these compatriots at the bottom: Yes, we are going to win!
As a teacher at Jiangxia University, although he does not know much about war, with his knowledge, he also knows that annihilating 3,000 Japanese invaders can only be regarded as a battlefield-level victory. To win this war, it is necessary to
To annihilate the Japanese invaders, not three thousand or thirty thousand, but three hundred thousand or even three million!
But at this time, can he say to these compatriots who are eager for news of victory: This victory is not enough? What a big blow to them who are eager for victory!
"Victory, of course, a victory! This time the 14th Division invaded from the north with extreme arrogance. They threatened to break through Henan Province and reach northern Hubei in two months. But now, because our soldiers fought bravely, they gave it a heavy blow. In addition, there are
The Yellow River Gorge, let alone two months, even two years, they can't even think of breaking through our Henan Province.
The biggest benefit of winning this battle is that the Battle of Xuzhou is imminent, but it gives me a good start for the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who have gathered in the war zone. I believe that this battle will be completely different from the previous one!" The middle-aged man raised his arms,
Impassioned!
"Okay!" The people surrounding the middle-aged man cheered with all their arms.
The long-lost smile appeared on everyone's face! Even the people in ragged clothes who were still shivering in this winter morning felt that the cold wind didn't seem so biting anymore.
"You're a slut, if the kid dares to come to my Jiangxia, the kidnappers will join in and fuck them!" The rickshaw driver also grinned widely. "Come on, sir, wherever you want to go, I'll deliver it for free! Just give me the newspaper!"
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"That won't work. I'll give you the bus fare, but I can't give you the newspaper. I have to rush back to school to tell the students the good news!" The middle-aged man got on the bus and pushed up the glasses on his nose, very seriously.
answer.
"Then sir, please tell me carefully in the car about this great victory fought by those troops, so that I can talk to my wife and children when I go back. Otherwise, if my little brat who likes to get to the bottom of things asks me, I won't be able to deal with him.
"The coachman didn't insist and settled for the next best thing.
"That's simple, let me tell you, Tantai Mingyue reporter, you know! She is the big reporter who followed the 67th Army to fight Songjiang. This time she is following the Four Lines Regiment, which is the independent regiment directly under the 43rd Army. The leader is Tang
Commander Daotang, the one who fought in the Four Elements and fought in Songjiang..." When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately became happy and sat in the car talking to the driver carefully.
The driver listened with great interest, cheers came from time to time on the road, and there were more smiles on people's faces.
This is the effect of victory news! It gave the panic-stricken Chinese people a shot in the arm, as if they felt that they were OK again, even if it was not a big victory.
But this middle-aged man's words of comfort to 'coax' the ordinary people were truly true. With the 2nd Infantry Regiment as a 'sacrifice' as a bonus, the final result of the Battle of Xuzhou was completely acceptable to China.
The Japanese North China Front Army lost infantry regiments at a speed that exceeded the imagination of the Japanese General Staff Headquarters. Just two pairs of the four infantry regiments of the two infantry brigades participating in the Taierzhuang battlefield were lost.
This time it was not an ambush, but in fact, the ones responsible for dealing with them this time were the elites of the Northwest Army and the Northeast Army. Three infantry corps, one infantry corps on the inside, and two infantry corps on the outside.
The three generals were watching eagerly, one of whom had proven the courage to even serve as a division commander-level officer in the frontline battlefield in time and space, and the other two were willing to risk their lives to serve the country.
Three generals who were willing to sacrifice their lives and a hundred thousand soldiers who were also willing to sacrifice their lives. Even though they were short of firepower and equipment, they were still not comparable to the less than 20,000 Japanese troops.
The Japanese once again stumbled in front of Wuwei! Their firepower was not strong enough to completely defeat the current Chinese soldiers.
In fact, even the beautiful country, whose firepower exceeded theirs by nearly ten times, suffered a big defeat in front of a group of more determined Chinese soldiers.
It is not the equipment that determines the direction of the war, but the people themselves! This is how the great man's argument has been confirmed by battlefields time and time again!
Most Chinese people are celebrating the victory, but there are also many unhappy people, including Chinese and Japanese!
Just when people in major cities in China were joyful because of the news of victory, more than 30 Japanese planes attacked the defense line of the Yellow River Railway Bridge, 20 kilometers away from Zhengzhou City...
Hiding in an underground bunker that took five hours to build, Master Chiang puffed out his cheeks while holding a telescope and watching Japanese planes several kilometers away drop bombs like hens laying eggs.
He thought that the North China Front might be angry and carry out large-scale bombing, but he really didn't expect that the indoor shrouds had such a small air capacity and that an infantry regiment was gone. They would just retaliate with all their strength. This was so good that all the North China Front troops would be destroyed.
The bombers have been sent over!
Fortunately, because of the lessons learned from the previous two times, the Japanese pilots were as cautious as Lieutenant Sasaki. They did not even go down to 1,500 meters, let alone 1,000 meters, and started dropping bombs at an altitude of 1,800 meters.
This caused the accuracy to be off by an unknown amount. Many bombs that were supposed to be dropped on the 300-meter position on the south bank of the Yellow River even exploded on the north bank, not even killing a few Yellow River carps!
Of course, the Si Xing Regiment's position three kilometers in front of the Yellow River Iron Bridge was also heavily bombed. In fact, the "wooden men" in shabby military uniforms dropped by Tang Dao did not play their due role at all. The Japanese bombers did not send out reconnaissance planes for low-altitude reconnaissance at all.
Meaning, at least half of the fighter planes dropped more than twenty 200-pound aerial bombs over the position.
Bullet flowers rose up in the empty position, and their power was so powerful that even Bai Sheng and others who were hiding on the iron bridge several kilometers away could feel the heat of the air waves.
"Company Commander, the kid won't drop bombs on the bridge!" A younger soldier saw this posture and his face turned pale with fright.
The New Eighth Division has not yet been on the battlefield against Japan. The engineer company is a little stronger than their infantry brothers. Yesterday, they followed the Fourth Army Regiment to fight the Japanese, but yesterday the Japanese army dispatched fighter jets, which were lost.
Most of them were dozens of pounds of bombs. Even if there were heavy aerial bombs, they were far away from the main position and they could not feel them while hiding in the trenches.
But now, all the Japanese troops dispatched were bombers, which bombed the positions in front of the bridge and the New Eighth Division's defensive positions along the coast, basically right under their noses.
What frightens the young soldiers even more is that the bridge is loaded with more than 3,000 kilograms of explosives. Once a bomb falls on the bridge, they and the bridge will be blown to pieces.
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. The Japanese are counting on this bridge to transport tanks and artillery to attack Zhengzhou. If that little devil comes to blow up the bridge, maybe the theater commander will give him a medal. I'm afraid he will die."
Take it, you'll die!" Before Bai Sheng could say anything, a veteran glanced at him and said disdainfully.
"What Lao Chu said is, Aga, don't be afraid. Our engineer company was replaced by eight cannons and dozens of machine guns by the regimental commander. How could he be willing to kill us by the Japanese before we even did anything? Don't say that.
We are still hiding, but now we jump out and dance on the bridge, and the Japanese can only stare at us!" Bai Sheng smiled slightly and comforted his soldiers.
"Company Commander, what are you talking about, Commander Tang? No, it's the regimental commander who wants to give so many good things in exchange for our engineering company. We are not good at fighting. I haven't fired a shot until now." called Ah.
After the little soldier's mind stabilized a little, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.
The engineer company has been established for two years, but all it does every day is the menial work of digging trenches and building underground bunkers. Usually other companies carry guns, while they carry shovels and pickaxes. They are so dirty that even I despise them.
Veterans are all like this, let alone new recruits. Aga has been in the army for more than half a year, and he has never even touched a gun. That is, he followed Yang Xiaoshan on a battlefield yesterday and carried a gun. Unfortunately, they were originally designed to lure the enemy.
On the battlefield, the veteran who had just scolded Aga held down Aga tightly. During the entire battle, apart from hearing bullets whizzing past his head, Aga didn't even raise his head. So there was no chance to fire.
After the war, when the results were tallied, it seemed that the two engineer platoons on the battlefield had not killed a single Japanese.
For such a company, 8 cannons and dozens of light and heavy machine guns were exchanged. Even the soldiers themselves felt that it was not worth it. In Japanese terms, it was not worth it at all.
"Don't tell me Aga, you can't figure it out, I can't figure it out either. However, after this battle, I believe you all know how powerful the regimental commander is. He naturally has his reasons for exchanging so many good things for us.
The regimental commander has treated us with utmost benevolence, and I have to let you know something. The regimental commander specially approved a three hundred ocean pension for the brothers who died in the battle, and their deaths were not in vain!" Bai Sheng glanced at them.
The faces of the officers and soldiers around him became serious.
"I'm a very simple person. I treat others the same way I treat them. We are here today, let alone the Japanese who don't know how to drop bombs. Even if they know how to drop bombs, if the regimental commander asks me to go to the bridge, I will never say anything.
!Do you understand this truth?"
"Company Commander, I understand! This is what you often say about soldiers dying for their bosom friends, right?" The soldier nodded fiercely. "We don't know how to fight, but we can dig trenches. Yesterday Lao Chu and I dug them.
More than 20 meters into the trench, a junior officer even patted me on the shoulder to say thank you!"
"You are talking about Company Commander Qian, right?" The veteran's eyes showed envy. "How come you think Company Commander Qian is so capable? You are only two or three years older than Aga, and he became the company commander!
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"I heard that the Si Xing Regiment attaches great importance to military merit, and those with military merit will be promoted. I heard that Company Commander Qian was only a first-class soldier a few months ago!" Some soldiers echoed.
"Yes! Otherwise, I told you to work hard in the future. Not to mention that Company Commander Qian was promoted from a first-class private to a lieutenant company commander in a few months. Even our regiment heard that after the Four Lines and One Battle, he just
He transformed from a second lieutenant platoon leader to a lieutenant colonel and battalion commander, and after we finish fighting Songjiang, he will become a colonel!" Speaking of this, Bai Sheng also sighed.
"But we are not envious of this. Just take yesterday's battle. Do you think it would have been like that if it had been Master Jiang?"
The soldiers of the engineering company were silent for a while!
This answer requires almost no thought.
Even though the New Eighth Division is a division, apart from having more people, what else can compare with the Four Lines Regiment? They have two artillery companies, ranging from 150-caliber mortars to 75-caliber mountain guns to 20-mm machine guns, a total of more than 40
Door, the usually arrogant Japanese could only die obediently under such terrifying intensity of firepower.
In addition to the firepower, Tang Dao dared to ambush the infantry of no more than a thousand people at a position of no more than 40 meters on both sides of the road to ambush the Japanese army whose strength was greater than his own. Who can compare with such courage and courage?
"Look, the Japanese planes are leaving!" The soldier pointed excitedly at the group of Japanese planes hovering in the sky and preparing to fly away into the distance.
"Brothers, the sun has been daylight for a long time. Hurry up and get to your positions. It's my turn to work!" Bai Sheng's face was serious. "Remember, blasting is carried out in sections from the beginning of the bridge to the end of the bridge. The blasting is incomplete there.
, then give me another blow! I have promised the group that even if I leave a pier for the Japanese, I will hang my head on that pier."
.......
"boom!"
Above the Yellow River, smoke rose into the sky.
The loudness of the sound and the intensity of the smoke were far greater than the heavy bombs that the Japanese army had just dropped on both sides of the Yellow River.
High in the sky, Sasaki's eyes widened!
Yes, Lieutenant Sasaki is here again!
Although his colleagues disliked him, as an "excellent pilot" who could escape death every time, Sasaki was still named by Commander Colonel to fight.
Perhaps, that person actually hoped that he would never come back, lest he become upset when he saw him.
Unfortunately, the Japanese commander may be disappointed again.
As the only escort aircraft group of the three bomber squadrons, the eight 96 fighter jets flying at an altitude of 2,500 meters had no chance to fly down to the high altitude because not a single bullet was fired from the ground.
Lieutenant Sasaki and his colleagues were basically responsible for the lookout at high altitude. There was no threat in the air, and there was no resistance on the ground. They could only pass the boring time by counting the shells on the ground.
This time, Sasaki, the unlucky guy, was no longer involved. At the moment when the bomber group circled and flew away to the north, the remaining seven Japanese fighter pilots breathed a sigh of relief.
However, their tone was really too early.
The large iron bridge that they had never done anything on started to "actively" self-destruct.
Thick smoke of gunpowder rose into the sky, and the smoke of gunpowder on both sides of the Taiwan Strait was still in dissipation.
"Baga!" Japanese fighter pilots roared collectively.
Is there any need to explain the reason why the Chinese blew up the iron bridge at this time? Naturally, they wanted to use their large-scale bombing to frame it on their heads, so there was no need to explain it to the people in shame.
Then, under the watchful eyes of a group of "smart guys", the giant building lying across the Yellow River that could be clearly seen from high altitude began to gradually collapse.
Some special attributes of Sasaki are still waiting for them here after all!
Yanjing!
"idiot!"
The shroud in the room looked at the Chinese newspaper published on the table from Jiangxia, "The Japanese aggressors brazenly blew up the Yellow River Iron Bridge and other important civilian facilities. Our soldiers and civilians across the country will fight the Japanese aggressors to the end!" The article roared with a red face.
The sense of shame of being a great injustice has lingered in the heart of the Japanese general for a long time.
This is indeed the case. The huge force of 30 bombers and 8 fighter jets that could be assembled in North China not only caused more than a hundred casualties to the New Eighth Division, which dug deep trenches again and "lay flat and pretended to be dead", but also carried a heavy burden on its back.
The "notoriety" of blowing up the Yellow River Iron Bridge has no other achievements.
When the Japanese Army General Staff Headquarters heard about this, they could only comment on the "evil deeds" of the North China Front. Did these guys get kicked in the head by a donkey? Or did Indoor Shroud risk his personal reputation to make the big guys believe him?
It was framed by the Chinese.
However, the fact that nearly 40 fighter planes were dispatched and the Chinese took the opportunity to show off has still become a big joke among the top brass of the Japanese army. Indoor Shroud's dream of being promoted to marshal based on his military exploits in North China was completely shattered. This joke alone was enough.
He couldn't hold his head up during the debriefing meeting.
Not to mention Tu Fei Yuan, who has long been written down in the notebook by indoor shrouds who have a strong sense of shame. If you can pull his back, you will never pull his tail!
The initiator of all this had already used the five-hour rush to run 25 kilometers away, took a short rest, and started running again.
The Japanese are not stupid. When they come to their senses and send a group of bombers to cause trouble for the Four Troops, those big guys will not be able to survive.
In addition to leaving the first part of the cavalry company to meet the engineer platoon on the bank of the Yellow River, the large troops of the Fourth Army Regiment marched all the way, covering a full 50 kilometers in one day.
That speed stunned even Tang Dao, who had only briefly mobilized the entire regiment for an urgent march in the early morning.
I don't know when, the Four Elements Group has developed a temperament that is willing to risk one's life when fighting, but would rather save one's life than anyone else when retreating.
This looks great!
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