Fujita stood at the foot of a small hill, holding a command sword in his right hand and wearing a Meiji Emperor-style nidanhu on his lips. He looked at Baoshan County, which was not far away from him, with a majestic look.
"Order the Sixth Regiment to speed up and rush to Baoshan as soon as possible to wipe out all those Chinese people. Teach those losers of the 101st Division how to fight." Although Lieutenant General Fujita's tone was arrogant, he was not
No one blamed him for this.
Because Fujita Susumu has this self-confidence, the difference between the Third Division and the 101st Division does give him enough confidence to evaluate the 101st Division in this way. A permanent draft horse division and a supplementary division are indeed
Not on the same level.
But it seems that Susumu Fujita didn't read the almanac when he went out today, so everything he did today didn't go well.
"Reporting to your Excellency Lieutenant General, Baoshan has been occupied by the Chinese." A captain covered in blood stumbled up to Fujita Susumu with several soldiers.
"Baga, where is your division commander?" Fujita asked the captain sternly. From the captain's accent, Fujita heard that this sergeant did not have an accent from Nagoya, so
Obviously, he must be a soldier of the 101st Division.
"The division commander committed suicide by caesarean section. Before he died, he ordered us to break out separately. We got separated, and now only a few of us are left," the captain said with a tearful voice.
"Baga, you are lying. Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu committed suicide by caesarean section. How is it possible? Although you are not a first-class division, you still have more than 15,000 people. How is it possible that all of them were shattered in one afternoon?" Susumu Fujita grabbed the captain.
The collar shouted fiercely and asked.
"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, what I said is true. The Chinese on the opposite side first used heavy artillery to bombard us for nearly an hour, and then used planes to bomb us. Then they dispatched a large number of infantry, coordinated by tanks, and they broke through in one fell swoop.
Our position. Our position was broken through at once." The captain was too embarrassed to say how poorly his own position was constructed, as it was completely overrun by other people's tanks.
"Soka, what's your name?" Susumu Fujita said in a fierce tone.
"Miura Nobita," the captain stammered.
"Yo Xi" Fujita nodded. He didn't care about the name of the captain in front of him. What he cared about was the strength of the Chinese army in front. "How many troops are there in attacking Baoshan on the opposite side of the Chinese army?"
Miura Nobita licked his dry lips, showed a bitter expression and said: "No more than 20,000 people, estimated to be around the strength of a division."
"One division of China defeated your division with the strength of one division." Susumu Fujita's eyes didn't bulge at all. When did the Chinese army have such a strong combat effectiveness? One division almost defeated one of the empire's divisions.
defeated
"It's just a division. They use artillery fire to open the way, with tanks as the leader, and infantry follows the charge. Their infantry and tanks cooperate very skillfully, and their tactics are sophisticated. It can be seen that they are by no means a newly formed unit. During the battle,
At that time, I saw their flag, and their flag had a tiger head with a black background on a white background."
As Miura Nobita spoke, Fujita Susumu's face gradually began to look ugly.
"Chahar's troops are not the Chinese Army. They are the 102nd Infantry Division of Chahar."
I don’t know since when, the Japanese gradually separated the Chahar and Nanjing political axes from the armed forces in other parts of China. Although on the surface they still call the troops in the seventh theater the Chinese troops, in their hearts no one dares to
They underestimated this powerful force that had repeatedly defeated them. So as soon as he heard that it was Chahar's army, Susumu Fujita immediately raised his vigilance.
"Order, all personnel be on alert, form skirmishing formations, search and move forward."
Susumu Fujita's orders were passed down layer by layer, and the Third Division, led by the Sixth Regiment, immediately felt like it was facing a formidable enemy.
"Moxi Moxi, this is Susumu Fujita, reporting to Commander Matsui. We have received definite information. The one who attacked the 101st Division is China's 102nd Division. They are attacking the 101st Division with tanks as the vanguard.
, it is estimated that most of Baoshan has been occupied now. Please request the headquarters to send a chariot brigade to support our operations, please."
Susumu Fujita's face darkened after he put down the microphone. He grabbed Miura Nobita's collar and commanded with a ferocious smile: "Captain Miura, now you all obey my command. You guys will act as guides in front. Immediately lead the troops."
My troops are attacking Baoshan, do you understand?"
"Hi"
"Hey" Susumu Fujita pulled out his command sword, pointed forward and shouted an order.
"Kill to give"
The third division, with the sixth regiment as the vanguard, attacked Baoshan.
"buzz"
An F5 Lightning reconnaissance plane flew over the Sixth Wing and clearly saw the large yellow crowd below.
The appearance of the plane made Colonel Shimada Ichiro, commander of the 6th Regiment, feel an ominous premonition.
"Everyone, be careful. Chinese planes have appeared. Everyone should be careful about Chinese bombings."
Shimada Ichiro's words made the soldiers of the Sixth Regiment lower their bodies lower.
The Japanese soldiers were originally short, and the minimum height limit during recruitment was only 1.5 meters. According to this standard, they could barely buy half a ticket when traveling by train in China in later generations. In addition, they had to bend down as much as possible to keep their height down, which made these cats
The Japanese soldiers on the waist are like movable earth-yellow graves in the wilderness.
"Go on, please proceed with caution."
The Sixth Regiment finally entered the territory of Baoshan, but the scene in front of them made them tremble a little.
Autumn was originally the harvest season, and the yellow-green scenery could have made tourists linger. But now all this has been destroyed by humans. The ruined scenery makes people unable to recall the former scenery.
The hunched-over Shimada Ichiro and the soldiers of the Sixth Regiment who were immersed in marching did not notice that the lone F5 Lightning reconnaissance planes just passed by again in the sky beside them, and gently turned the planes.
He leaned sideways as if confirming something and then flew away.
Tens of seconds later, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the air. Its sharp sound could almost make the earth tremble as it tore through the sky. Shimada Ichiro's face instantly turned pale. These shells were aimed at him.
.
"Under shelling, lie down quickly"
The silent field suddenly rang out with the shouts of the officers. The sudden orders from the officers and the getting closer and closer whistle in the air made the originally slim advancing soldiers fall to the ground like a dog eating mud.
"boom"
The moment they lay down, bullets rained down immediately. Shimada Ichiro, who pressed his body tightly against the fields, felt the ground shaking for a while, and the originally silent earth was suddenly filled with thick smoke and bombs.
The sky was shrouded in yellow soil, and the darkness instantly swallowed up the light. The tall trees that had grown happily were cut into pieces by the shock wave of the artillery shells, and the hot shrapnel stopped after hitting objects high in the air.
More and more artillery shells were flying, and the dense artillery shells almost tore the earth into pieces. Lieutenant Colonel Shimada Ichiro, who was lying in the field and covered in dust from the bombing, saw several broken limbs and broken arms in the misty rain.
There were still a few strands of torn clothes hanging on it, as well as the white pieces of flesh that had been torn apart by the shock wave. They were dragging blood and mixed with loess in the air, trailing white lines in the air and falling to other places.
Inada Ichiro's mind went blank at this time. He thought that he had never experienced such violent artillery fire after being in war for a long time. But the intensity of the artillery fire at this time was beyond his expectation and ability. He lay tightly on the ground.
, praying that this ferocious artillery fire can stop as soon as possible.
"Slowly, Ichiro Shimada, who inadvertently put his ear to the ground, seemed to feel regular vibrations coming from the ground. He seemed to have seen such vibrations somewhere before."
"Chariot"
A sharp shout suddenly reminded him of the weapon of land warfare, the tank.
The soldiers of the Sixth Regiment, who had not yet woken up from the shock of the shelling, heard dozens of frightened screams coming from the front.
Almost as if by tacit agreement, the bombardment stopped in an instant. But for the soldiers of the Sixth Regiment, the nightmare did not end.
The rumbling sound was mixed with the sonorous sound of the steel tracks rotating, and the sound gradually became stronger and closer. The soldiers could even clearly see the artillery on the tank moving slowly, even with the little bits of armor on the armor.
Red and black things can be seen clearly.
Ichiro Shimada, who was at the back, could even clearly see the blood stains on the front armor plate of the tank with his binoculars. It must be the blood stains spattered by the soldiers of the 101st Division during the meat bomb attack. Although the front armor was splashed with blood.
There were only a dozen tanks that came, but they made thousands of originally heroic Imperial soldiers feel at a loss.
"Everyone in Baga is hiding, each looking for a bunker. And you, anti-tank guns, quickly drag the anti-tank guns over."
Although Shimada Ichiro was a little flustered, his basic military qualities had not fallen behind.
As the order was issued, thousands of soldiers of the Sixth Regiment searched for bunkers on the spot under the leadership of their respective officers. It was obvious that the crater created by the shelling just now became their best bunker.
The soldiers who lay down opened the safety of their 38 rifles one after another, raised their sights and aimed forward. Many soldiers stretched their necks and looked into the distance, because tanks were still relatively unfamiliar to them, and only a few were with the tank brigade.
Only soldiers who have participated in joint military exercises with their regiments know what a tank is.
"Quick, push the anti-war artillery over here."
In the Japanese army, there were some elite units equipped with 37-type anti-aircraft artillery, and the Third Division was one of them.
"Set the scale, the distance is 400, the bearing is 320, and load the bomb."
"Loading completed"
"put"
A strong-looking gunner pulled the running bolt.
"boom"
A cannonball trailing a yellow flash flew forward like lightning.