"Haha, our plane is here, the Chinese are finished!"
"The Emperor is on board, the Empire of Japan is half on board!"
Looking at the cheering Japanese soldiers on the battlefield, Fusutaro Toshima felt that things might not go so smoothly. The Chinese army on the opposite side was not that poor and useless army. They would not just watch their infantry being attacked by the other side.
Bombed by the Air Force.
Sure enough, just as the Japanese fighter planes were flying in, a group of fighter planes also flew in from the opposite direction. The grass-green camouflage color looked particularly dazzling against the blue sky and white clouds.
"Warriors of the Japanese Empire, kill us!"
"Brothers, kill little Japan!"
Two groups of aircraft fighting for their respective nationalities started a fierce battle in the sky. More than a hundred fighter planes met in the sky. Without any temptation or hesitation, the pilots of both sides headed towards each other under the leadership of their respective commanders.
He rushed towards the opponent, and in an instant the originally calm sky was filled with fire and explosions.
Looking at the hundreds of war eagles fighting life and death in the sky, and then looking at the battlefield on the ground where the sound of killing was loud, Toshima Botaro felt that his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and he felt as if he couldn't breathe out.
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The Third Division led by Toshima Fuotaro is also the elite of the Japanese army. Although its reputation is not as good as that of the Second Division led by Yoshimoto Teiichi, the combat effectiveness of the two divisions is actually not much different. Therefore, as the division commander,
Futaro Toshima also has a very vicious vision.
He looked at the densely packed fighter planes in the sky and the artillery fire on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. Compared with the guerrillas or volunteer armies he had encountered in Manchuria in the past, this Seventh Army was not at the same level.
.The firepower of this army is so fierce. They only relied on a small number of heavy weapons and light weapons to hold off the Second Division's offensive for a whole morning, and they looked like they were at ease. They could really wipe them out.
? Toyoshima Fuotaro didn't know. At this moment, he was a little unsure. Looking at the dense rain of bullets, Toyoshima Fuotaro had only one thought in his mind, that is, he must continue to fight and eliminate these Chinese people.
Drop it. Otherwise the Japanese Empire will be in danger.
"boom……"
A loud explosion was accompanied by black smoke rising, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur. Through the firelight when the shells fell and exploded, Shi Jianfei saw more than ten figures in front of him, heading towards him.
Bian rushed over. Shi Jianfei opened his eyes wide and recognized a group of Japanese soldiers in the firelight.
Shi Jianfei pointed forward and pulled the trigger of the Thompson submachine gun in his hand.
"Da da da……"
As the muzzle of the gun kept shaking, the orange-red flames stood out in the dark night. In less than ten seconds, the fifty-round drum that was originally filled with bullets was emptied. But the effect was also
It was obvious that the dozen or so figures in front had all fallen on the ground in front of them. Just when Shi Jianfei was about to replace the drum with a new drum for his submachine gun, another figure jumped out from beside him.
Shi Jianfei, who had just emptied the drum, instinctively touched his waist with his right hand. In a hurry, Shi Jianfei had no time to replace the drum with the gun. He touched the armed belt around his waist, and as soon as his fingers touched the cold handle of the M1A1 pistol,
I heard a voice coming from the side.
"Lao Shi, don't shoot, it's me!"
This voice saved the man's life. Just when he finished speaking, Shi Jianfei had already pointed his cold gun at the man.
"So it's you, kid. Why did you come to us if you weren't guarding your side?" Hearing the voice of the person coming, Shi Jianfei breathed a sigh of relief and put the pistol back into the holster, and then cursed the other person angrily.
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The person who came was none other than Liu Tianhai, the corporal of the 401st Division who sent smoke to Shi Jianfei and laid mines with him today.
Liu Tianhai was seen running over from the bombed-out trench with his waist bent and panting: "Lao Shi, we have found you. The trench next to it was collapsed by the bombing, and there are Japanese devils everywhere in front.
It’s been a really hard journey.”
"Liu Tianhai?" Shi Jianfei shouted in surprise: "Why are you here? I heard the gunfire from your side was quite fierce. Could it be that you are here to ask for reinforcements?"
"Ah!" Liu Tianhai scolded angrily: "You are the ones who want reinforcements. Our company commander saw that the gunfire here was too intensive and was worried that you could not withstand it, so he asked me to come over and ask you if you need reinforcements.
We need to send people over for reinforcements."
After the joke was over, Shi Jianfei said: "His grandma, the little devil seems to be crazy today. He has been fighting for almost twelve hours from morning to now, and it hasn't stopped yet. Now we can even take it."
I guess there are still about a hundred gunmen, but it’s hard to say if the fight lasts another night.”
Liu Haitian frowned and said, "Well, our company is only a little stronger than yours. There are only one hundred, thirty or forty people left. Today we lost more than forty brothers. It seems that Little Japan's
The Second Division is really not a boast. It is really life-threatening in a fight, but they are not much better. I have calculated that today, just on our two positions, if they do not lose half
I don't have the surname Liu if there is a brigade of soldiers."
"boom……"
A crisp gunshot sounded in the distance, and a bullet flew past Liu Tianhai's face. Liu Tianhai could even feel the heat generated by the bullet's flight as it brushed against his face. As the result continued,
With this gunshot, bursts of fierce gunfire rang out again in the front.
"Brothers, the Japs are attacking again, fight them out quickly!" Not far away, the voice of Xiao Meng, commander of the fifth company, sounded hoarse from shouting for a day...
"Sir, Japan has been attacking continuously for fourteen hours. The 170th Division and the 401st Division are under too much pressure. Should we take advantage of the night and order the 171st Division to immediately reinforce them?"
In a headquarters more than sixty miles outside Minqing County, Deng Dayi, chief of staff of the Seventh Army, suggested to Army Commander Zhou Huangzu with a worried look.
"No!" Zhou Huangzu shook his head, "The 171st Division is our reserve force. Now, less than a day after the war actually started, we have transferred the reserve force. If the battle situation changes again, what will we do to deal with it?
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Deng Dazhi replied: "But didn't Chief Bai say that the first batch of reinforcements of the security brigade will arrive tomorrow night?"
"But can they really arrive on time tomorrow night?" Zhou Huangzu's face looked particularly gloomy under the angry wind lamp, "The roads in Fujian are not very good to begin with. If something happens on the road again, let alone tomorrow night, I'm afraid it won't happen the day after tomorrow.
We will definitely be able to get there. And as you saw in today's battle, the Japanese dispatched three batches of more than 100 planes. It took us a lot of effort to stop them. It is estimated that they will still be there at dawn tomorrow.
Yes. This means that we still won't get any reinforcements from the Air Force tomorrow, so we have to be prepared for a hard fight. So you can telegraph Liu Yuejian (Mayor of the 170th Division) and ask him to continue
Just hold on."
"yes!"
Deng Dazhi had no choice but to nod, and was about to turn around when he suddenly turned around and asked: "What about the 401st Division? They had been fighting for almost a month before we came. Although there were not many casualties, the troops were already very tired.
, should we send some people to reinforce them, even if it is a regiment, otherwise..." At this point, Deng Dazhi stopped talking.
"No, I believe they can do it. Not only that, but you also have to tell the 170th Division and the 401st Division that they will launch a counterattack against the Japanese troops facing them tomorrow morning. At that time, I will order all artillery to support them.
, we must destroy the arrogance of the Japanese!" Zhou Huangzu gritted his teeth and not only rejected Deng Dazhi's suggestion, but also issued an order to counterattack.
The sky began to dimly lighten, and the gunshots that had been ringing all night showed no sign of stopping. Tens of thousands of soldiers were still fighting risklessly on dozens of square kilometers of land.
"Boom..." A large-caliber heavy howitzer landed hundreds of meters in front of the trench, and the violent shock wave shook the trench.
"Dududu..."
While the trenches were still shaking, a sharp and piercing whistle sounded immediately. The soldiers who had been fighting fiercely all night in the forward trenches immediately rushed out from foxholes, bomb holes and hiding spots. The soldiers had already been bombed as soon as they arrived.
When they could not see the appearance of the trench, they saw a puff of cloud-blocking smoke coming towards their faces. Almost as soon as they jumped out of the trench, yellow smoke covered the open area in front of the trench.
"Dudu! Dudu!... Everyone who can move, please come out, counterattack quickly, and drive the kid back!" Along with the sharp whistle, the shouts and curses of the officers rang out from all over the trench. They were suppressed by the Japanese army.
After fighting for a day and night, the 170th Division and the 401st Division finally decided to launch a counterattack against the current enemy to show their strength.
Only the officers' whistles could be heard in the dust that obscured the sun. The soldiers jumped out of the trenches and charged forward desperately. The flat ground between the trenches was covered with broken bricks and clods of earth. Many carried guns.
, the soldiers holding a grenade in one hand began to charge in the dust that blocked their sight. The artillery not only fired a large number of artillery shells, but also dropped a large number of tear gas and smoke bombs to increase the effect. In order to protect their eyes from the tear gas and smoke bombs,
The dust splashed in, and all the soldiers who launched the charge could only wear gas masks. In order to see clearly what was ahead, the soldiers could only keep wiping the lenses of the gas masks with the hands holding the grenades. Even so, they could only see
When they reached something one or two meters away, the violent explosion filled the sky with smoke and dust, obscuring their sight.
The soldiers whose sight was blocked could only run and move forward desperately according to their instincts under the guidance of officers and whistles. The rumble of artillery coming from the front was mixed with the screams of people. (To be continued. If you like this
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