Wang Shihe is right, the Baoshan Group has indeed reached its last moment!
Until January 7, the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China (1938), the Baoshan Regiment's position remained unchanged.
Without the artillery support of the mountain artillery regiment, the Kunisaki detachment seemed a little weak in attacking. The tank's 37mm main gun fired five hundred meters away, and it was simply unable to penetrate the main bunker group on the Baoshan regiment's position. If it was fired at close range, it would be very difficult.
It is easy for the death squads of the Baoshan Regiment to use homemade "incendiary bombs" to burn down the tank.
These "incendiary bombs" were made by Yue Weihan by sealing them in clay pots using the oil he intercepted last time. If seven or eight clay pots were thrown at him at once, even if the chariot could not be burned, the crew inside would be roasted alive!
Poison gas bombs were also used, but as long as they were alert in advance, their lethality would be greatly reduced.
White phosphorus bombs? It's useless. There is nothing to burn on the Baoshan regiment's position, so it's useless.
Heavy aerial bombs? They were also thrown, but the effect was not good. The quality of the Japanese pilots was really good, but it was a bit difficult for them to accurately throw the aerial bombs onto a bunker with a diameter of only a few meters. Diving
It's useless to drop bombs. At such a fast speed, if you just shake your fingers, the error will be tens of meters.
However, the Kunisaki detachment's fierce attack was not without gains.
In fact, the Baoshan Regiment's ammunition has been running out of ammunition since the day before yesterday.
To this day, the Baoshan Regiment can basically only survive by picking up ammunition from Japanese corpses in front of the position, but this method of supply obviously cannot last long, and the last moment has arrived.
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When it was getting dark, the Japs finally retreated again.
However, this time the little devil learned his lesson and took away most of the corpses of the fallen soldiers before retreating. Now, the ammunition that the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Regiment could collect was very little. Obviously, tomorrow's battle would be very difficult.
It will be even more difficult than today. Without ammunition, the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Regiment will have to fight the Japanese with their bayonets and their lives.
War reporter Zhao Xinyi returned to the regiment headquarters with a heavy heart. She had just returned from the field hospital.
The Battle of Jiangpu has reached its most tragic and cruel stage, and the number of wounded sent to the field hospital every day is also increasing sharply. However, what is extremely sad is that the field hospital has run out of medicines! Although Dr. Hanako's medical skills are superb
, but without medicine, she would also be unable to save those seriously injured people.
Seeing each soldier closing his eyes forever due to lack of medical treatment and medicine, Zhao Xinyi's mood was extremely depressed.
Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Zhao Xinyi took out her notebook again, then picked up a pen and wrote a line of silk handwriting: Battlefield Diary Day 11: The Battle of Jiangpu has entered its eleventh day, and it has also entered its most cruel time.
The Baoshan Regiment is now short of guns, ammunition, food, and even more medicine!
Especially in urgent need of medicines, hemostatic drugs, penicillin and anesthetics!
Due to lack of ammunition, the officers and soldiers could only fight the Japanese with bayonets in their hands!
Due to lack of medicines, a large number of officers and soldiers die every day due to wound infection!
Due to lack of food, the officers and soldiers could only go hungry to fight the Japanese. As I write this, I really feel extremely sad. The heroic soldiers bleed on the battlefield every day and sacrifice every day, but I can’t do anything.
I can't help, even if I just cook a meal for them so that they can eat enough before going to the battlefield...
As he wrote this, two lines of tears fell down Zhao Xinyi's cheeks.
Next to him, Zhou Bowen quickly handed over the handkerchief and asked with concern: "Xinyi, why are you crying?"
"Nothing." Zhao Xinyi quickly wiped away her tears and was about to write a few more sentences when rapid and chaotic footsteps sounded from outside. Immediately, several figures walked straight in. The one walking in the front was Yue Weihan, the leader of the Baoshan Regiment.
, Zhao Xinyi and Zhou Bowen quickly stood up to greet them.
"You two, it's time for you to leave." Yue Weihan said coldly.
Zhou Bowen was stunned when he heard this, but Zhao Xinyi said without hesitation: "No, we are not leaving, we want to stay!"
"As a war reporter, your mission has been completed." Yue Weihan frowned and said, "As the leader of the Baoshan Regiment, I must consider your safety. Now, please leave immediately!"
"No." Zhao Xinyi said firmly, "We want to stay!"
"Xinyi is right, we want to stay!" Zhou Bowen also waved his fist and said impassionedly, "Captain Yue, please give us two guns. We will fight side by side with all the officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Regiment!"
Yue Weihan looked at Zhou Bowen coldly, then turned back to Tang Dashan and said: "Fight away!"
Tang Dashan waved his hand, and four soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers. They picked up Zhou Bowen and Zhao Xinyi two by two and left. Zhou Bowen's face suddenly changed, and he struggled hard and said: "Let me go, what are you doing?"
Zhao Xinyi did not struggle, but said calmly: "Commander Yue, can you let me send out today's battlefield diary first, and then leave?"
Yue Weihan waved his hand, and the soldiers quickly let go.
Yue Weihan said again: "I will give you ten minutes, and you must leave after ten minutes!"
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Jiangpu Town, Guoqi Detachment Headquarters.
As early as the day after the destruction of the Mountain Artillery Regiment, Noboru Kunizaki personally led the 1st Infantry Battalion of the 21st Regiment out of Jiangpu Town, cutting off the connection between the Baoshan Regiment and Pukou, and at the same time ordered the 2nd Battalion of the 21st Regiment to
, the 3rd Battalion stationed in the small villages on both sides of the Baoshan Regiment's position, and formed an encirclement with the 11th Infantry Regiment.
Obviously, Major General Noboru Kunisaki is determined to devour the Hosan Dan!
Chief of Staff Yasuda walked in solemnly with a message and said: "Your Excellency General, the supplementary regiment and the baggage detachment have entered He County. Your Excellency the Commander has sent another urgent message. We are limited to two days.
Deal with the enemy in front of you, then capture Pukou, and then quickly move north along the Jinpu Railway to cooperate with the 13th Division and the 18th Division to capture Bengbu."
"Three days?" Noboru Kunizaki nodded and said ferociously, "No, it won't take three days. We will launch a general attack tomorrow and completely eliminate the Baoshan Regiment!"
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Nanjing, Xiaguan Pier.
The entire dock is under complete martial law, and the area within a few hundred meters is completely controlled by the military police of the headquarters.
Under the dark night sky and on the cold windy pier, a large group of senior generals gathered here. The leader was Tang Shenzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Nanjing Garrison Theater. Standing behind Tang Shenzhi were Xu Yuanquan, Sun Yuanliang, Wang Jingjiu and others.
Seeing that Tang Shenzhi was reluctant to board the ship for a long time, Xu Yuanquan couldn't help but become anxious and said: "Commander Tang, what are you waiting for?"
Tang Shenzhi looked back deeply at the city of Nanjing where fighting was still raging under the night, and said with a sad expression: "Although the more than 700,000 refugees stranded in Nanjing have all been transferred across the river, we have gained some respect for the party, the country, and the nation.
Tell me, I have to leave my troops and cross the river alone, which is really unpleasant..."
"There's nothing we can do about it." Sun Yuanliang sighed, "The Japanese are bombing every day, and the number of ferries is decreasing every day. Now the remaining ships can only transport a few hundred people across the river at a time. If the news is revealed in advance, the officers and soldiers of each division will immediately
They will come upon hearing the wind, and then no one will be able to leave..."
Wang Jingjiu also said: "Besides, we have not abandoned our troops. Isn't there still Lieutenant General Gui here?"
After saying that, the senior generals of the party and state present all turned their heads, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing who was lying on the stretcher. In a street fight yesterday, Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing personally led the instruction
The death battalion of the Corps fought back desperately and was stabbed in the abdomen by the Japanese aggressors.
Lieutenant General Gui knew that he would not survive, so he voluntarily stayed to break up his legacy!
"Commander Tang, please feel free to go, I am enough here."
Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing did not feel any dissatisfaction with the departure of General Tang and others.
At this point in the war, everyone has tried their best. The dozen or so divisions and hundreds of thousands of people in the Nanjing Garrison Theater have fought hard until only about 10,000 people are left. Besides, most of the refugees in Nanjing have been transferred.
, there is no need to fight against the Japanese anymore. At this time, it would be good to retain even a little more anti-Japanese strength.
"Hey." Tang Shenzhi sighed heavily and said, "Brother Gui, I'm sorry for you!"
Having said that, Tang Shenzhi immediately turned around and boarded the ship. Liu Xing, Chief of Staff of the Nanjing Garrison Theater, stepped forward and shook hands with Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing, and said sincerely: "Brother Yongqing, I'll leave it to you in Nanjing. If the situation is still okay after daybreak,
If you persist, you may as well hold on for a few more days. If the situation collapses and is irreversible, you can send a telegram to each division to cross the river and withdraw northward in turn. Remember this."
Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing raised his right hand with difficulty on the stretcher and saluted: "Please rest assured that you are here, Yongqing will never disgrace his orders!"
"Then please." Liu Xing held Gui Yongqing's left hand tightly, shook it vigorously again, and immediately turned around and boarded the ship. The rest were Xu Yuanquan, Song Xilian, Ye Zhao, Yu Jishi, Wang Jingjiu, Sun Yuanliang, Deng Longguang and other senior party and state generals.
They also boarded the boat one after another, and soon, the ferry quietly sailed away from Xiaguan Pier under the cover of night.
At this time, the street fighting in Nanjing was still in full swing. The national army soldiers who were fighting bloody battles with the Japanese invaders did not know that their commander-in-chief and most of the senior generals at the military division level had abandoned them and left Nanjing.
City, they did not go to Pukou, but went directly up the river to Hankou!
General Tang, who was determined to live and die with Nanjing before the war, finally escaped.
The farewell message that Admiral Tang carefully prepared for more than half a month was not sent out in the end, and there would never be a chance to turn gray. Many senior party-state generals who had been fighting the Japanese invaders in Nanjing for more than half a month finally did so.
Unable to overcome their fear of death, on the eve of the complete fall of Nanjing, they abandoned their incomplete troops and fled...
After a long time, Lieutenant General Gui Yongqing said to the guards beside him: "Pick me up and go back to the headquarters."
Although Commander Tang is gone, Gui Yongqing is still there. As long as Gui Yongqing is there, the Japanese invaders will never be able to easily cross the Yijiang Gate and Xiaguan Wharf!