Today, it is still raining continuously, and the entire ground is wet. If a person walks on the wet ground accidentally, the sole of his foot will slip and a dog will eat shit.
Wu Chengfeng did not encounter any obstacles in taking over the command of the 599th Regiment, but when he entered the position of commander, he discovered that he seemed to be happy too early.
A street that was originally low and dilapidated can no longer look like it was before. There are craters everywhere, and the remaining walls are full of bullet holes. A soldier in ragged clothes is lying behind the remaining ruins and shooting at the Japanese army.
, from time to time grenades or mortar shells exploded around.
Seeing the miserable situation of the defenders, Wu Chengfeng's heart tightened.
As a direct descendant of Chiang Kai-shek, the 599th Regiment is quite large.
The whole regiment is an A-type regiment of 3,000 men, with three infantry battalions, a light artillery battalion, a baggage company, an engineering company, a cart transport company, an unarmed supplementary battalion (to strengthen coolies in wartime) and a cavalry.
Row.
On the surface, it looks like there are a lot of people, but after several months of hard fighting and no reinforcements, the 599th Regiment now has less than a thousand people who can still hold a gun.
But even though he had known the current situation of the 599th Regiment for a long time, when he really saw the condition of these surviving soldiers, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
Just as he was frowning, a man bent over and trotted up to him from the incomplete trench and said: "Sir, Cai Zhaoqing, Chief of Staff of the 599th Regiment, is reporting to you for your instructions!"
Wu Chengfeng looked at the dark, thin, ragged man in front of him. If the armband on his shoulder hadn't indicated that he was a lieutenant colonel, he would have thought he was a beggar from somewhere.
He frowned and said, "Chief of Staff Cai, how many people are left in our regiment now?"
Cai Zhaoqing blurted out almost without thinking: "I counted the number of people an hour ago. There are still 867 brothers who can handle guns. Now there should be dozens less."
Wu Chengfeng frowned and said, "Did the little devil beat him so fiercely?"
"Sir Wu, you may not know this when you first come here. Just five days ago, the Little Devils launched a new infantry regiment numbered 245. This regiment is equipped with at least six card-bore cannons, specially designed to deal with our machine guns and
bunker.
Our machine guns will be targeted by them as soon as they appear. Originally, our regiment had more than thirty light and heavy machine guns, but now there are only five left, and most of them were killed by the Japs' bayonet cannons."
Wu Chengfeng understood that the card-bore gun Cai Zhaoqing was talking about was the Japanese Type 94 37mm anti-tank gun. The gun was an imitation of the German KWK36 37mm anti-tank gun. It was equipped with armor-piercing explosive shells and grenades, and had an effective range of 2870 meters.
Originally, the Japanese army imitated the gun to deal with Chinese armored forces. They never thought that China had almost no armored vehicles, so the Japanese army repurposed the gun and used it to deal with our machine gun fire points or bunkers.
The reason why it is called a stuck gun is because this anti-tank gun fires very accurately and quickly. It makes a "stuck" sound when loading and a "hole" sound when firing, and a machine gun position in our army is gone.
Wu Chengfeng asked again, "Chief of Staff Cai, I remember that we also sent air support. Why didn't you call in planes to bomb the Japs' positions?"
"We have taught you this." Cai Zhaoqing explained: "But you have also seen that now our positions are intertwined with those of the Japs. We are among the enemies and there are enemies among us. If the plane is not careful, the bombs it drops will hit us.
It’s on my head, so it’s better not to scream.”
"That's it."
Wu Chengfeng nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a sharp whistling sound coming from above his head.
"Sir, be careful!"
Wu Chengfeng had no time to think about the reaction formed on the battlefield for many years before he jumped and fell to the ground. Then he heard a violent explosion in his ears, and a shell hit a wall less than ten meters away from them.
On the broken wall, rubble and dust flying everywhere instantly enveloped them.
When the smoke cleared and Wu Chengfeng got up, he saw two soldiers from the 599th Regiment lying unconscious in a pool of blood not far away.
Wu Chengfeng stretched out his hand to summon two soldiers, "Quickly...send them to the field hospital behind immediately."
"Sir...the little devils are attacking again!" At this time, a soldier's voice came from the side.
"What a shame, this is a warning to me."
Wu Chengfeng was almost killed when he arrived at the position, and Wu Chengfeng was furious for a while.
He called the communications trooper and reached for the walkie-talkie.
"Artillery battery? I am deputy commander Wu Chengfeng. Have your positions been set up? What... still need twenty minutes? I don't have that much time to give you, so you can prepare it for me immediately within ten minutes."
After that, he changed the channel again: "Hello... Balloon Observation Squadron? Has your reconnaissance balloon taken off? Will it take off in five minutes?"
Very good... Immediately after taking off, observe the Japanese artillery positions and the movements of the Japanese army, and then report the coordinates to the artillery. There must be no mistakes, I want him to look good!"
After giving several orders in succession, he said to Cai Zhaoqing, who was watching blankly: "Chief of Staff Cai, take me to the headquarters."
"yes!"
With the arrival of Wu Chengfeng and his party, the one who felt the most deeply was the 245th Infantry Regiment in front of the 599th Regiment.
As the commander of the 245th Regiment, Eijiro Aikawa quickly received reports from the front.
"Nani...the 599th regiment on the opposite side has received strong reinforcements, and the attack of the third group has been blocked. How is this possible?"
Colonel Eijiro Aikawa showed surprise in his eyes, "The China 200 Division has been besieged in Tonggu by the imperial army for several months. Although it can receive material supplies from China aircraft, the loss of personnel is irreparable.
Where can they get such reinforcements? And they also have such strong firepower?"
"Yes, your Excellency, Captain." The Chief of Staff said seriously: "According to Captain Yanagawa's report, the newly arrived reinforcements from the 599th Regiment have extremely fierce firepower, especially the machine guns they use. Their rate of fire is brutal.
The Third Battalion lost one Type 92 heavy machine gun and two Type 96 light machine guns as soon as they exchanged fire with them.
Masao Yanagawa said that he suspected that the newly arrived reinforcements were not the troops of the Chinese Chongqing government."
"joke!"
Eijiro Aikawa was almost furious, "If it wasn't the army of the Chinese Chongqing government, what kind of army would it be? The Chinese bandit armed forces or the local militia?"
"This..." The chief of staff was also speechless.
After fighting with the Chinese army for so many years, the Japanese army also summed up its own set of experiences.
In China, those who are best at fighting may not necessarily be Chairman Chiang's direct line of the Central Army, but they must be the ones with the best equipment.
Now a reinforcement force with well-equipped equipment and extremely fierce firepower suddenly appeared. Who else besides the Central Army?
But none of them expected that Eijiro Aikawa's seemingly joking words just hit the truth.