Chapter 802 The Corpse Collection Team of the Battle of Crossing the River
The corpse collection team of the Battle of Crossing the River, the Division Guard Brigade, and the Zhenjiang Gendarmerie Brigade can be said to be the two most powerful troops in the entire Zhenjiang City to a certain extent. However, these are the two troops.
, compared with the nearly a thousand special operations members of the special operations group, it is still slightly insufficient.
The two troops had just rushed out of the city in small groups and began to carry out their killing mission. The special operations team members, who were like hunters, quickly pounced on these Japanese troops who were like sheep in front of them, and in the shortest time
within, destroy them.
For a time, under the cover of the rumbling cannons, short and fierce gunshots began to sound outside Zhenjiang City. And with each burst of gunfire, outside Zhenjiang City, groups of teams formed small groups.
The Japanese search troops of the unit often turned into piles of corpses under the super firepower of the special operations team before they even saw their enemies.
Of course, this was only a small-scale battle outside Zhenjiang City. In order to cause greater panic in the rear of the Japanese army and better disturb the morale of the Japanese army, the two bold special forces directly relied on their relatively skilled skills.
Japanese. Sneaked into Zhenjiang City and successfully attacked two ammunition depots and destroyed them.
Under the continuous attacks of the Special Operations Regiment, the Japanese army's rear area fell into chaos in less than half an hour. However, at this moment, the eyes of all the commanders on the battlefield had turned from the Japanese army's rear.
The rear of Fangzheng was moved to the Yangtze River, which was the most intense battlefield and determined the success or failure of the entire battle.
In the forward headquarters of the Ninth Corps less than one kilometer away from the river, Commander Wang Ping was holding up the telescope in his hand and looking attentively at the Japanese positions on the other side of the river that had been completely shrouded in artillery fire. At this moment,
A communications consultant quickly put down the phone in his hand and walked quickly around.
"Report to Commander, Commander Chen reports. The half-hour artillery bombardment has ended. The artillery column is preparing to extend the artillery fire. We request our department to immediately launch a cross-river campaign.
"Half an hour of saturation bombardment, this is the first time that I, Wang Ping, have seen such a gorgeous artillery strike since I joined the army. Now that the artillery's mission has been completed, next, it's up to our infantry. Chief of Staff,
Order the first wave of troops to cross the river to attack immediately and prepare to seize the Japanese beachhead. Under the cover of artillery, hold the position for me and wait for the arrival of the follow-up troops." Commander Wang Ping ordered with an excited look. Then, a pair of eyes
He showed an expression of anticipation. He quickly raised the telescope in his hand and began to pay attention to the upcoming battle on the river.
"Yes, Commander..."
"Bang bang bang..." Although the dark night sky had been illuminated by the fierce artillery fire from the other side, the three colorful flares that exploded in the high altitude were still clearly displayed in everyone's eyes.
All of a sudden, hundreds of ferries filled with soldiers had already gathered on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and like unsheathed swords, they quickly rushed towards the center of the river.
And among these hundreds of ferries, a ferry carrying an infantry platoon was particularly conspicuous in the eyes of everyone on the battlefield. Because this ferry was only a medium-sized ferry. The unexpected charge was all over the place.
The front of the ferry, invisibly, became the vanguard of the entire force crossing the river.
"Platoon leader, do you think there are any Japs on the other side?" He looked at his feet, which were getting closer and closer to the center of the river, and charging at the ferry at the front. When he saw the Japanese troops one kilometer away, they were still completely shrouded in artillery fire.
On the beach position. On the ferry, a recruit who had just joined the army less than three months ago asked with a worried look on his face as he looked at the rows and rows of the 217th Regiment beside him.
"Of course there are the little Japs. Do you think the little Japs are made of clay? Just half an hour of shelling can kill them all..." He took a deep look at the one beside him, the youngest recruit in the entire platoon.
As the platoon leader, Wen Changfeng answered with certainty without even thinking about it.
"But, with the fierce artillery fire just now, weren't the little Japs killed?" A look of nervousness immediately appeared on the recruit's face. Then, he asked with an incredulous look on his face.
In response to the recruit's repeated question, Platoon Commander Wen Changfeng did not immediately answer, but fell into deep contemplation.
It turns out that Wen Changfeng at this moment was just an infantry platoon leader. However, in his military career, he was a veteran who had participated in the Songhu Battle. The Songhu Battle ended in failure.
After that, he thought that he would have no future by following the army. He left the army directly and returned to his hometown in Jiangsu, where he began to work in farming.
A few years later, when his mind was completely focused on farming, the East China Field Army marched south and entered Jiangsu, and won consecutive battles in Jiangsu. In just one year, hundreds of thousands of people in Jiangsu were wiped out.
News that the Japanese army had all rushed across the Yangtze River reached his ears.
For a moment, in front of this exciting news and the recruitment information of the East China Field Army, Wen Changfeng was suppressed deep in his heart, and his desire for battle was suddenly rekindled without even thinking about it.
, decisively put down his farming tools and signed up to join the East China Field Army...
At this moment, facing the fierce artillery fire in front of him, as a veteran who had participated in the Battle of Songhu, the first thing Wen Changfeng thought of was the scene when the Japanese troops landed. At that time, his troops faced fierce Japanese fire
They were very lucky to survive the artillery fire, large-caliber naval guns, and even the fierce bombing by the bomber group, and used the crude weapons in their hands to continue to resist the invasion of the Japs on the battlefield that had been bombed into ruins.
Now, the Japanese troops on the opposite side had only been hit by artillery fire for just half an hour.
In Wen Changfeng's eyes, this kind of bombardment density can be regarded as very luxurious for the current squadron. However, compared with the original Battle of Songhu, there is no comparison.
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Judging from the specific power, such dense and violent artillery fire can only cause very huge casualties to the Japanese garrison on the opposite side. However, it is almost impossible to eliminate the Japanese troops on the opposite side with such artillery fire.
However, for Platoon Commander Wen Changfeng, who had just joined the army and had no real contact with the rocket launcher regiment, he did not know the specific power of the rocket launcher regiment. It is reasonable to have such an idea. And if he knew it, he would
You won’t have the same thoughts just now, and at the same time, you will be confident in the battle you are about to face.
Thinking of this, Wen Changfeng spoke to the more than thirty subordinates behind him. After this battle to land on the beach, he didn't know how many of them could survive.
"Brothers, if nothing goes wrong, the battle ahead will be very fierce. However, as long as everyone follows me, follows the pre-battle drills, obeys orders, and is not afraid of sacrifice, the final victory will definitely belong to us. And
We all will definitely be able to survive to the end, are you clear?" "Yes, platoon leader." In the blink of an eye, the landing point was in front of everyone.
However, what surprised platoon leader Wen Changfeng was that his ferry was less than 300 meters away from the Japanese beach position. However, apart from sporadic shells falling around the ferry from time to time, causing some panic, his own
The ferry, so far, has not received any interception fire.
"What are you guys doing? Are they really all killed by artillery shells?" Platoon leader Feng Wen, who looked suspicious, said to himself.
"Platoon leader, what are you talking about...Why hasn't the kid across the street responded yet?" Seeing the strange scene in front of him, the squad leader asked with an equally suspicious look on his face.
"It's nothing...Tell the brothers, don't be careless, maybe it's a trick of the little Japs. Everyone, get off the boat with me as fast as you can, follow the drills of the past few days, and launch a charge in separate directions. Remember, if you want to charge alive,
When you get to the Japanese position, don't gather them together for me, spread them out as much as you can..." After thinking about it, at the reminder of the squad leader, platoon leader Wen Changfeng still ordered with a serious face.
"Plop, plop..." A series of splashing sounds sounded. An infantry platoon of more than 30 soldiers, led by Wen Changfeng, quickly jumped into the waist-deep river. Then, in a dispersed attack formation, they quickly jumped into the waist-deep river.
Rushed towards the Japanese beach position
With all kinds of doubts, an infantry platoon quickly rushed to a position less than 30 meters away from the Japanese beach position. Just when the platoon leader Wen Changfeng still did not understand the abnormality in front of him, a pungent nose burst.
The smell of blood wafted into his ears
"***, how come there is such a strong smell of blood? Could it be that all the little Japs on the opposite side were really killed by the explosion?" Wen Changfeng ordered with a few brothers and a few brothers. He frowned and ordered.
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A minute later, while Wen Changfeng and others were waiting anxiously, a squad leader rushed over with a pale face.
"Platoon leader, go and see for yourself and you'll know." After saying that, the squad leader didn't want to talk any more.
Seeing the face of the squad leader in front of him, Wen Changfeng seemed to realize something. He led his troops and quickly rushed towards the source of the bloody smell.
"***, this isn't about seizing the beachhead. It's just here to collect corpses. The *** artillery unit was so ruthless. Not a single one of the more than a thousand little Japs was left, and they were all blown into pieces.
." Seeing the scene in front of him, even Platoon Commander Wen Changfeng, who had gone through the Battle of Songhu, turned pale for a while, and then cursed loudly.
As for the dozens of subordinates who followed, except for a few veterans who managed not to vomit, the remaining soldiers all squatted on the ground and vomited out the dry food in their stomachs.
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