On February 6, 1938, the 27th year of the Republic of China, the siege of Liaoyuan was coming to an end. The remaining two thousand people of the Japanese army gathered in the building in the center of Liaoyuan City to resist desperately.
Taking the Ax Building as the center, they demolished all the surrounding buildings within 400 meters, leaving only a dozen solid buildings, all of which were reinforced and modified into bunkers. They relied on the Chinese army to worry about accidentally injuring the people and did not dare to use heavy weapons.
Weapons, condescendingly fired wildly in all directions, causing the casualties of the siege troops to rise sharply.
Zhao Quanyou led more than a hundred brothers to attack twice but were driven down by Japanese machine guns. The position was not captured but more than 20 soldiers were killed. Zhao Quanyou was so angry that he cursed his mother.
"Damn it, why are you still standing there with the rocket launcher? Blow up that stupid house for me." Zhao Quanyou took more than a hundred brothers to hide behind a building with one side collapsed by the bombing. Zhao Quanyou looked at the gun anxiously.
The bazooka soldier cursed.
"We have tried the camp just now. Our rocket launcher has a range of only more than a hundred meters and cannot reach them at all. Moreover, the little devil's building must have been reinforced with steel bars and cement. Just now three brothers rushed to the camp with all their lives.
We fired one shot from a distance of 100 meters, but their skin was not even broken. The little devils must have reinforced these bunkers with steel plates and cement. We don’t have tanks to assist in the siege now. It’s very difficult for our brothers to fight.
." The soldier holding the rocket launcher was also very aggrieved. It wasn't that he didn't work hard, but that he had no choice.
"Fuck, this battle can't be fought." Zhao Quanyou took off his helmet and threw it to the ground, cursing.
"Battle base, let's bring up the infantry artillery," one of his company commanders suggested.
"Yes, the camp, let's bring up the infantry artillery and shoot it to hell." The surrounding soldiers also agreed.
Zhao Quanyou thought for a while and shook his head: "No, look, all the buildings within 400 meters around here have been cleared, and the artillery can only fire from 400 meters away. But as you just said, the rocket launchers can't even attack it.
I think using infantry artillery is not enough, unless we bring in heavy artillery and shoot directly at them."
"Heavy artillery"
As soon as the soldiers heard that they had to use heavy artillery to blow down these turtle shells, they were all discouraged. Not to mention that there had been orders from above not to use heavy artillery to attack the city. They said that none of those heavy artillery weighed more than ten or twenty tons.
It can only be pulled by a big truck, and if a big truck is used to pull the car in, are all the little devils blind? As soon as they saw the truck coming in, they used mortars to blow it away.
"Then we can let the heavy artillery fire from a distance." Before one of the soldiers finished speaking, he felt that he was out of his mind. If the artillery fired from a distance failed to hit, it would have fallen into a house.
The civilian casualties were too great.
"Damn it, if the Japanese were to attack the city, they would have used gas bombs to serve them," a soldier behind him said angrily.
"What did you say?" Zhao Quan was stunned when he heard this. His eyes were bright. He grabbed the soldier by the collar and stared at him and asked, "Say it again."
Seeing Zhao Quan's frightening look, the soldier was startled and stammered, "Ying Yingzuo, I just told you nonsense, gas bombs and so on. Don't take it seriously."
Zhao Quanyou put down the soldier's collar, slapped his thigh fiercely and laughed in surprise: "Hahaha, yes, why didn't I think of it, poison gas bombs?"
Zhao Quanyou's words frightened the company commander and soldiers behind him. They rushed over and tugged on Zhao Quanyou's clothes and shouted incoherently: "Barracks, please don't be confused. This is not Vladivostok.
You can't use this thing. There are hundreds of thousands of people living in this city. If you use this thing, the superiors will drag us and shoot us collectively a hundred times."
"Go, go, go." Zhao Quanyou slapped their luck away and cursed: "You idiots, when did I say we were going to release poison gas? I haven't lived enough yet. Besides, I'm such a ruthless person."
Someone?"
"The way you looked just now is not an elephant, but it must be one." The soldiers on the side secretly cursed in their hearts.
Zhao Quanyou ignored the strange expressions on the soldiers' faces and directly ordered, "First company commander, you quickly take a platoon of brothers to the nearby people's houses to collect pepper powder for me. The hotter the better, you can collect as much as you can."
, remember the more the better, I want to treat the little devils to a chili powder feast."
"Bing Zuo, can you do it?" The soldiers looked at Zhao Quanyou hesitantly, thinking that they had never heard of using chili powder to fight, so Ying Zuo was confused.
"Go quickly." Zhao Quanyou glared at them hard, "If we can't find the chili powder, I won't be able to spare you, go quickly."
"yes"
When Zhao Quanyou yelled at him, the company commander was so frightened that he immediately ran away with dozens of soldiers.
Basically every household in the countryside has some chili pepper. In less than half a day, the soldiers collected dozens of kilograms of chili powder and came back. Zhao Quanyou ordered people to bring over all the mortar shells and demonstrated it himself. He was very careful.
After disassembling the warhead, pour out half of the gunpowder in the warhead, and then put the chili powder in it. This way, a new chili bomb is freshly baked.
After putting down the shell, Zhao Quanyou looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Did you see it, just do what I did and put the remaining chili powder into the mortar shell? Do you understand?"
"I understand." The soldiers agreed with a bang, and they installed this new type of pepper bomb one after another.
Among the dozens of buildings guarded by the Japanese army, there were also hundreds of Japanese expatriates from the Reclamation Corps. They followed the large Japanese army into these specially fortified strongholds and helped the Japanese army transport ammunition.
Carrying the wounded, delivering meals, etc., doing whatever we could.
Oriental peoples generally have one surname, that is, they value the land. Both the Chinese and the Japanese value the land very much, and they are even willing to risk their lives for it. The land reclamation groups in the Northeast are all Japanese.
After arriving in China, with the help of the Japanese government, each family obtained a large amount of land and suddenly lived a life of a landlord that they had never dreamed of in China. And Chahar
After the army came over, they were the first to take back the land and houses they had snatched. Therefore, in terms of the level of hatred towards Chahar's army, I am afraid that even the Japanese army cannot compare with them. In assisting the Japanese army to defend the
They worked extremely hard during the process of moving into the city, and often the whole family, young and old, came together to fight.
Kentaro Ikeda is a member of the Japanese Reclamation Corps. He is 22 years old this year. He was originally a poor man without a father or mother in Japan. Since he came to Liaoyuan alone last year in response to the Japanese government's call, he has become a single person in Japan.
The government gave him dozens of acres of land and a house, allowing him to live the life of a small landowner. This kind of life was something he had never dreamed of before.
But everything has changed since the Chahar army entered Liaoyuan a few days ago. Tens of thousands of people from the rural reclamation regiment in the city, including men, women, old and young, were captured by the Chinese, and all their property was confiscated. How could this not be done?
Kentaro Ikeda hated the Chinese people.
Therefore, Kentaro Ikeda worked very hard in helping the Japanese soldiers defend the city in the past few days. He was very active in transporting ammunition and rescuing the wounded. His efforts won praise from the Japanese soldiers. This morning, a Japanese soldier said:
The army squad leader even gave him a rifle and asked him to defend with the troops.
Seeing the Chinese soldiers retreating in panic under the attack of their own troops, Kentaro Ikeda felt happy. Now he only hopes to drive these Chinese soldiers out of Liaoyuan, so that his house and land will not be taken away by them.
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Looking at the silent scene outside, Kentaro Ikeda asked a Japanese sergeant beside him, "Sergeant Nomura, why are those Chinese people not attacking now? Have they all been beaten away by us? If so, we can hold on until reinforcements arrive."
Already."
Sergeant Nomura, who was as strong as an ox, glanced at him and said: "Ikeda-kun, what are you in a hurry? Those Chinese people are probably still having a headache how to attack."
"They still dare to attack." Kentaro Ikeda couldn't believe it. "They lost dozens of people in the attack just now. Aren't they afraid of death?"
"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing?" Sergeant Nomura did not answer this question directly, but only lightly comforted the naive farmer.
In fact, when the battle reaches this point, soldiers with a little bit of experience understand that those Chinese people will definitely not let go of the defeated soldiers like themselves. More than 30,000 people on our own side have been almost wiped out. How can we still return those Chinese soldiers?
Will he let his remaining few thousand people go? Only a person like Kentaro Ikeda who knows nothing would ask such an idiotic topic.
At this time, a soldier in charge of the observation suddenly shouted: "Everyone, be careful, the Chinese are about to start firing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of "boom boom" mortar shells exploding sounded in front of and behind the bunker, and bursts of dark red smoke suddenly drifted in along various gaps and shooting holes.
Not long after, the bunker was shrouded in a thick layer of crimson smoke. Suddenly, violent coughs could be heard from everywhere in the bunker, "Cough, cough, cough!"
As soon as Kentaro Ikeda took a breath of the crimson gas, he felt a sudden burning sensation in his lungs and couldn't help but cough violently.
"No, the Chinese have released poison gas. Everyone, please find gas masks and water to cough." A voice shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, this reminder was too late. In just a few dozen seconds, everyone in the bunker lost their fighting capacity due to violent coughing.