The remaining Japanese soldiers had a look of fear and a little uneasiness on their faces.
This Chinese man's marksmanship seemed beyond imagination and far exceeded their expectations.
"Go and call the others over. We have to find this guy and kill him. We can't let him go easily."
The Japanese officer became furious and shouted, calling the other Japanese soldiers collecting the corpses to move closer in this direction. The attacking Japanese soldiers did not dare to stand up, but lay on the ground, aiming their guns at the place where the gunshots were heard.
Regardless of the direction, regardless of whether they found the Chinese figure, they started shooting randomly.
There were too many corpses scattered around. Maybe the guy lying down was the Chinese who was pretending to be dead.
They were like crazy, ruthlessly ravaging the Chinese corpses lying on the ground, not even sparing those mutilated corpses blown up by artillery shells.
There is no doubt that they are crazy.
Xia Yuan touched the bullets on his body and found that both bullet clips were empty. He crawled next to the body of a national soldier, reached out and pulled it over, touched his body, and found six Hanyang rifle bullets.
He grabbed his rifle again, held it in his arms, patted the dirt off, opened the bolt, held the dirt in the magazine with his fingers, and blew on it with his mouth.
Then he threw the gun on the ground.
It can't be used anymore.
He looked at the guns that fell on the position. Some were stuck on the ground, some were buried in the soil, and some were bent by bombs.
Most of them were made in Hanyang. The Japanese had very few rifles and even fewer bullets.
The bullets on Xia Yuan's body were all used up last night, and then the Japanese counterattack arrived. He didn't have time to touch the body, so he quickly found a corner with soft soil and buried himself in the soil, leaving only one eye exposed.
and a nostril for breathing out.
The Japanese attacking troops did not have time to finish up the corpse.
The army was defeated like a mountain, and there were fleeing Gui soldiers everywhere. The focus of these Japanese devils was to pursue the Gui soldiers.
Xia Yuan hid until early the next morning.
The Japanese corpse collection team is here.
The air was cold, Xia Yuan lay on the ground, finally found a usable Hanyang-made weapon and some bullets, and looked at the Japanese corpse collection team.
The corpse collection team three to four hundred meters away also came closer. These Japanese devils wanted to concentrate their forces and beat them to death.
Xia Yuan would not sit still and decided to take the initiative. The Japanese could not figure out his position. Taking advantage of this, he turned into a ghost on the battlefield and moved quickly in the simple trenches left by the national army, approaching the Japanese corpse collection team.
He pressed the bullet, pulled the bolt, put a bullet in his head, squatted down and took aim, the bullet came out of the barrel and shot into a Japanese soldier.
He put away his gun, showed no signs of fighting, and quickly moved away.
"That's the only one there! Attack!"
"Can't let him go!"
Such a flat alluvial plain makes it very difficult for guerrilla operations. Xia Yuan moved, but it was a plain, and the crude trenches dug had long since disappeared under the Japanese artillery fire.
There were more than 200 Japanese soldiers in a squadron, and they clung to Xia Yuan, that is, Xia Yuan. Anyone else would have been shot to death by the Japanese soldiers.
His talent for calmness made his brain extremely clear. The positions and terrain scanned by the eagle eye were like a picture deeply ingrained in his mind. He knew whether the slope of every place he moved forward was conducive to his shooting.
I ran out of bullets, so I groped among the corpses of the national soldiers scattered on the battlefield. In addition to being able to find bullets, I also found some grenades. These grenades were all shot by the bullets in the dark before the soldiers had time to throw them away.
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The situation on the battlefield is complicated, especially in night battles. On the open plains, bullets are flying everywhere, and it is impossible to see who is shooting and who is being killed. Sometimes you are crawling just fine, raising your head a little to observe the movement.
, was hit by a Japanese bullet.
Sometimes, I don't even know how I died.
Many soldiers died in confusion.
Very few people who died knew that these soldiers had a lot of bullets on them. Xia Yuan touched a lot of bullets, as well as grenades. There were grenades. The attacking Japanese must be careful.
Whether he was on the Korean battlefield or the Songhu battlefield, Xia Yuan was known as a human-shaped grenade. A grenade flew across the still clear sky and accurately landed on the heads of the Japanese soldiers who were crouching and cautiously attacking.
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An explosion occurred before it even hit the ground, sending shrapnel flying and killing five Japanese soldiers on the spot.
Xia Yuan fights with the corpse collection team.
The Japanese 3rd Division began a large-scale attack on the last line of defense of the Chinese army.
The fall of the market is just a matter of time.
Once the battlefield falls, it means that the entire Songhu Battle is basically over.
Dachang is the center of the national army.
The northern battlefield is Luodian, and the southern battlefield is Shanghai. Dachang is located in the center of these two battlefields. The Japanese army's occupation of Dachang is like a pair of scissors, dividing the entire Songhu Battle into two parts.
It was quite disadvantageous for both the Luodian garrison and the Shanghai garrison.
If they do not retreat backwards, the Japanese army can rely on Dachang to cut off the retreat route of the Luodian army to the north and to the south to cut off the retreat route of the Shanghai army.
The situation is in danger.
Jinling City.
Ever since Mrs. Song deposited the money to buy the airplane in the bank, she has been making money with interest, hoping that one day she can use the interest to buy an airplane.
It was already October, and the Battle of Songhu was becoming increasingly fierce, and air support was urgently needed.
If there is no support, the battlefield will fall, and the Battle of Songhu will end in the defeat of the national army.
The person in charge of this matter is Air Force Commander Zhou Zhirou.
In fact, Mrs. Song had nothing to do with the Air Force at first. Originally, the purchase of aircraft by the Air Force had nothing to do with Mrs. Song. It was mainly because of an incident that made Mrs. Song come into contact with the Air Force.
Since Mrs. Song became the First Lady, she has followed Bald Head on connecting flights to inspect various provinces. Since she was traveling with Bald Head and on a special plane, she did not feel anything inappropriate.
Until one time, she and Song Ziwen took a plane to Guangzhou. Because the plane was an old-fashioned plane with poor performance, there were dangers on the way.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! That day, over the sky near Tianmu Mountain, the pilot suddenly reported that the plane’s fuel tank was leaking and needed to land immediately for repairs. However, there was no airport landing near Tianmu Mountain, so the pilot had to do it as a last resort.
, had to make an emergency landing in a ruined temple.
The sun has set, and the moon rises from the woods not far away, and in a blink of an eye, its light is blocked by black clouds.
Mrs. Song looked at the dark and cold sky, looked around, and recalled the danger of the emergency landing, feeling a chill down her spine and a creeping fear.
Mrs. Song regretted this trip so much that she vowed never to fly on such a crappy plane again.
A few days later, she returned to Jinling and lost her temper with Air Force Commander Zhou Zhirou, blaming him for sending her such a shabby plane to fly on. The incident was revealed in Haishai.
The frightened Zhou Zhirou had never seen Mrs. Song lose such a temper. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do. She just stared at Mrs. Song blankly.
Mrs. Song lost her temper, looked at Zhou Zhirou who was in a daze, and asked: "What do you have to say? Why are you staring at me blankly?"
One sentence reminded Zhou Zhirou, and he realized that this was a good opportunity to complain, so he smiled bitterly and said: "Madam, I, Zhou Zhirou, really want to equip you with an advanced and high-end special plane, but as the commander of the Air Force, I have no
What's the use? I'm an airhead commander. We don't have an aircraft manufacturer, and we don't have huge funds to purchase advanced high-end aircraft, so we can only resort to deception."
Seeing Zhou Zhirou's trembling look, Mrs. Song knew that what he said was the truth and no longer said any words of blame. Zhou Zhirou knew that Mrs. Song was the current first lady, so she thought about relying on this big tree to develop the air force, and sighed:
"Madam, our Air Force is so backward. This situation is not suitable for the current situation. It will be very sad if it breaks out one day. We cannot shoulder the mission of cooperating with the Army. At that time, I, Zhou Zhirouuo, was appointed to the committee
When I was pushed to the execution ground and my head fell to the ground, my wife had to make the decision for me and redress my grievances."
Mrs. Song felt that what he said made sense, so she asked him if there was any way to change the current situation of the Air Force.
Therefore, under Zhou Zhirou's promotion, Mrs. Song took up the position of Secretary-General of the Shanghai Aviation Committee.
Then, there was the matter of depositing huge amounts of money into the bank.
The Western manufacturing industry is booming, and new aircraft are taking off every day. A brand-new Hawker aircraft is worth 300,000 US dollars. Mrs. Song deposited the funds used to purchase the aircraft in a bank in Hong Kong and suspended the purchase of aircraft.
Kill two birds with one stone.
First, you can get generous interest, which can be used to maintain and maintain the aircraft. Second, after the stored funds are enough to purchase an aircraft manufacturing factory, you can then use it to build a most advanced and modern large-scale aircraft manufacturing factory.
Until the Battle of Songhu broke out, the aircraft manufacturing factory was not established. No one knew whether the money deposited in the bank was ultimately used to purchase aircraft.
It is even less clear whose pocket it is.
However, according to later statistics, the Song family and the Kong family embezzled more than one billion US dollars during the Anti-Japanese War.
You know, the latest aircraft only costs 300,000 US dollars.
The money deposited in the bank can buy 1,300 aircraft.
After depositing funds for the purchase of aircraft into the bank, the first lady did another thing during the Battle of Songhu.
The Anti-Japanese War broke out, and the war was expanding every day.
In the early days of the Songhu Battle, the Air Force basically entered the battlefield, and the most advanced aircraft were also put into combat. The Chinese Air Force was trained by the Germans, and their combat capabilities were quite powerful. It often happened that they could hit more with less. When the Japanese fighter planes
During the invasion of Jinling, the Chinese air force launched successive attacks to repel the Japanese troops.
Even on August 14, the Chinese Air Force won the air battle with a record of 6:0, and Mrs. Song even designated this day as the Kuomintang Air Force Day.
The Chinese Air Force is capable, but it does not have aircraft.
The front line continued to require the Air Force to join the battle. Baldhead called Air Force Commander Zhou Zhirou to him and asked him how many aircraft in the country could participate in the battle.
Zhou Zhirou told him that the situation was the same as last year, with less than 300 aircraft.
Most of these three hundred aircraft are outdated aircraft and have no combat capabilities at all.
Guang's brain exploded in a flash, and he couldn't hold back his anger. He banged the table and said, "My surname is Zhou, where did you use the air force funds I allocated to you? Why didn't you increase the number of aircraft? You
If you don't give me a clear explanation today, don't even think about stepping out of this threshold."
Zhou Zhirou looked at the chairman's angry face and said: "Chairman, since the end of last year, the air force's major policies have been determined by my wife. She has a clever plan to manage the air force. Don't you know?"
"She?" The bald head thought of the fact that his wife was the Secretary-General of the Aviation Committee, and he had supported her at the beginning. His anger was half gone, and he lowered his voice and asked Zhou Zhirou: "What clever plan does she have?"
Zhou Zhirou told the bald head some of Mrs. Song's practices after taking office. The bald head was speechless for a moment and waved Zhou Zhirou away.
Of course Zhou Zhirou would not hide it from Mrs. Song, and he did not dare to hide it. After leaving, he turned around and told Mrs. Song about Bald Head's shipment to him.
Mrs. Song locked herself in the house and thought about it for two days, and then asked Zhou Zhirou for advice.
She analyzed the current situation and came up with a trick to take advantage of the people's enthusiasm for the war and take money from their pockets to buy airplanes.
Zhou Zhirou understood this and immediately held a press conference in the name of Mrs. Song, calling on the people across the country to "anti-Japanese aviation to save the country" and formulated four items for raising money to purchase aircraft.
First, all government departments are required to contribute funding for the purchase of machines.
Second, the Central Bank issues aviation lottery coupons, requiring everyone to subscribe. Five issues are issued, each issue is 5 million yuan, and the five issues are 2,500 yuan.
Third, carry out the ‘one county, one machine’ donation campaign.
Fourth, all walks of life carry out donation and machine purchase activities.
News of donations to purchase aircraft were published in newspapers, and governments in various provinces and localities vigorously organized publicity, making the event far more popular than the Battle of Songhu.
For a time, from cities to villages, from businessmen to students, there was a craze for donating money to buy planes. In Hechuan County, the poorest county in Sichuan, where the Jialing River, Peijiang River, and Qujiang River meet, they actually donated money for three planes at once.
Mrs. Song saw that the people's enthusiasm was ignited and the unknown problem was solved at once. She was of course very happy. The thought of her little trick aroused the people's enthusiasm for donating money and buying machines. She couldn't help but feel complacent and appreciate it.
own appeal.
But behind the joy, there is deep worry.
He knew that the Anti-Japanese War urgently needed a large number of aircraft. When the enthusiasm of the people passed away, where would they find money? There had to be an excuse.
On October 30th of this year, when the bald man's fiftieth birthday came, Mrs. Song suddenly had an idea and came up with a plan. She thought of a story in an ancient book about donating money to celebrate a birthday. She couldn't help but pat her forehead and smile on her face.
You can definitely take advantage of the bald man's fiftieth birthday to hold a birthday celebration event and take some money from the rich generals. In this way, you can make a large amount of money and solve some purchases.