Chapter five hundred and sixty third desperate news
July 9, 1940 Mawei Town, Fuzhou
The last remaining more than 10,000 troops of the Japanese 2nd and 3rd Divisions have all been suppressed in this rectangular area of only more than ten square kilometers. The east and south here face the sea, and the other two sides are a stretch of land less than 200 meters high.
meters of high ground, the Japanese army relied on this high ground to make their final resistance and struggle.
Now, Zhou Huangzu is commanding five security brigades. A total of 100,000 troops from the 170th Division and the 400th Division have surrounded this place. Three artillery regiments with a total of more than 200 artillery pieces of 105 caliber or above are firing non-stop.
bombarded the high ground.
More than 3,000 meters behind the artillery position, a huge observation balloon is suspended in the air at a height of more than 900 meters. Under the observation balloon, something like a hanging basket is fixed under the balloon, and below it is
It is a long steel cable that firmly fixes this helium-filled prayer.
Inside the spider plant, two artillery observers, both carrying dark green parachute bags, were each holding telescopes to observe what was going on below. One of the observers also wore a palm-sized headset on his head, and a microphone extended to his head.
corner of mouth.
After looking down for a while, an observer turned on the call switch and said loudly: "Hornet, I am Eagle Eye. I am Eagle Eye. I found a Japanese artillery position and observed six artillery pieces. They are heading towards me.
Please fire the artillery, please destroy the artillery position immediately! Now report the location of the artillery there, their direction is xxxyyy, six grenades are fired rapidly!"
"Bearing 326! Distance 576o! Shell timing 7! Six rounds of high-explosive grenade rapid fire!"
At an artillery position, the artillery officer wearing headphones received the distance reported by the observer on the reconnaissance balloon, and immediately skillfully used the shooting vernier to calibrate the howitzer's shooting elements.
The gunner who received the order then lowered the barrel of the 1.05mm field gun and used the direct sight to aim at the high ground several kilometers away that had been covered by artillery fire once.
"Bang!" As the gun bolt was opened, the loader dragged the 105mm howitzer shell, pushed it into the barrel and then closed the barrel. The two ammunition handlers behind the gun position each held a grenade and were ready to attack the county town.
Give the shell to the loader.
"Fire!" The officer holding the earphone in his left hand waved his right arm and shouted loudly!
Following the officer's roar, the twelve 105mm howitzers on the artillery position immediately roared and roared in unison, accompanied by violent recoil that shook the ground. The thunderous sound of the cannons tore through the long silence.
In the sky and on the ground, the Japanese artillery positions immediately flashed with clouds of black and white explosive gas. They intertwined with the flashing orange muzzles of the Chinese artillery positions, and thunder sounded, and there were continuous explosions in the sky above the Japanese artillery positions.
It became an airtight death zone. The sky was filled with the sharp sound of cannonballs flying straight to the high ground several kilometers away.
The infantrymen not far from the Japanese artillery position were all stunned. They stared blankly at the spectacular scene that suddenly appeared on the artillery position. The clusters and blossoms of white smoke and flames stunned countless people.
people.
A Japanese soldier who was so frightened that his face turned pale suddenly shouted: "No, the Chinese artillery fire is about to be transferred! ...Run away!"
After a second or two, there was shock at first, and then the Japanese soldiers screamed in horror from the position, "It's an artillery fire! The Chinese are firing artillery again!"
At this time, they could even hear the harsh "swish, swish" sound in the air. It was the whistling sound of artillery shells tearing through the air, and it was the grim laughter of the god of death.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
On the infantry position, which was only more than 200 meters away from the anti-aircraft artillery position, the roaring artillery shells exploded in the air just before they hit the enemy! Dozens of black balls shot out from the mid-air in front of the Japanese infantry position accompanied by dozens of explosions.
Thick smoke. This is the smoke produced when a grenade explodes. Each 105mm shrapnel contains more than 600 steel bullets with a diameter of 12 to 17 mm. A very small amount of explosives in the middle of the shrapnel just explodes.
The thin wall of the projectile burst inside the projectile at the same time as the explosion. Under the action of the explosive explosion and inertia, more than 600 steel pellets scattered into a barrage several meters wide and flew straight towards the target.
Immediately after the first round of twelve shrapnel exploded, more than 7,000 projectiles with a diameter of more than ten millimeters formed a dense barrage and rained down on the Japanese positions at a precise and high angle. The rain of bullets instantly covered thousands of square meters above the Japanese army.
The fragile bodies of many Japanese officers and soldiers who could not escape were torn into pieces by steel projectiles flying at high speed.
Those Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to hide behind the parapets and trenches heard the piercing screams around them, and all they could see was that their bodies were torn apart by shock waves or projectiles, or their heads were shattered by projectiles, and their bodies were splashed everywhere.
Flying white brains and black-red blood spread all over the battlefield, and the groans and howls of wounded soldiers were everywhere. The wounded soldiers lay on the battlefield struggling in pain and screaming.
A Japanese soldier was lying on the ground, holding his head tightly. At this time, a black projectile hit a hard rock, bounced a few times, and then rolled down in front of him. The man was knocked unconscious by the explosion.
The Japanese soldier picked up the projectile in a daze. The surface of the pig iron projectile was very rough. At first glance, it looked like a crudely made thing. The projectile even felt a little hot when held in his hand.
Before the soldier could clearly see the shape of the projectile in his hand, the soldier felt a whistling sound coming from behind him. It was the whistling sound made by the rain of bullets tearing the air, and a projectile identical to the one in his hand flew towards him.
He came over and hit his head in an instant. The sudden steel shot rushed into the back of his head at high speed. The projectile, which was more than ten millimeters and weighed twice as much, sank into his head in an instant. Suddenly, his head was like a familiar one.
It burst open like a watermelon, and red blood and white brains were scattered all over the floor, but the soldier was unable to make a sound even until he died.
Scenes like this are not limited to this place, but are happening everywhere. It seems that the entire world has been torn apart by hundreds of artillery pieces of the Chinese army. The positions that are more than ten kilometers long are full of rising guns.
Amidst the thick smoke and shock waves, human life seems so insignificant at this moment.
In an inconspicuous depression a few miles behind the Japanese army's position, two officers wearing khaki generals' woolen uniforms were quietly watching the heroic and cruel shelling scene ahead, but their faces were
Twitching faintly.
After a long while, a voice that seemed to come out from between the teeth said: "According to the Chinese people's fighting style, our remaining troops can last for up to two days, and this is if the Chinese people do not use the air force. Mr. Yoshimoto,
I know that you have a good relationship with Prime Minister Tojo, could you please ask Prime Minister Tojo to urge the navy to speed up our expedition?"
It was Fusotaro Toshima, commander of the third division, and Seiichi Yoshimoto, commander of the second division, who spoke. At this time, the two men had long lost their former demeanor. The originally clean and straight military uniforms had long turned black and yellow, and white.
I don't know where the gloves were thrown, and their faces were full of exhaustion. What was even more striking was that their eyes revealed unconcealable fatigue and a hint of panic.
Yes, it is panic. Logically speaking, as the two division commanders of Japan's most elite division, the word panic should never appear on their faces. However, after these days of continuous fierce battles and setbacks, they were originally full of confidence.
It had already been knocked out by the overwhelming artillery fire, the roar of planes that often resounded in the sky, and the bombing strafing all over the sky.
Looking at the depressed Toshima Fuotaro, Yoshimoto Sadatari cheered up and patted him on the shoulder: "Toshima-kun, you don't have to worry, the base camp will not look at us, the two most elite divisions of the empire.
were wiped out by the Chinese. The task force sent by the navy to pick us up has already set off. It is estimated that it will arrive at Mawei Port tonight. By then we can board the ship under the cover of night. Once on the ship, we will be safe. As long as we can withdraw
On the mainland, our two divisions will be able to regain their strength in less than three months, why...don't you have confidence in the empire's navy?"
Toshima Botaro smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on. Logically speaking, although I have always disliked those guys who only hide on strong warships and fire cannons, but compared to the Chinese people, the empire's navy is
The contrast between a strong man and a baby, but I always have an uneasy feeling in my heart. Maybe I am too suspicious. In short, I cannot relax for a moment until I see the arrival of the fleet."
Yoshimoto Seiichi also thinks that Futaro Toshima's worries are justified. The discord between Japan's army and navy has long been a secret known to everyone on earth. They naturally don't have the guts to sit back and watch the 2nd and 3rd divisions be completely destroyed.
But if the navy does something worse, it is very likely that it will wait until the casualties of the 2nd and 3rd divisions are almost the same before cleaning up the mess. And the army has no way to blame the other side. After all, is there any use in blaming the other side for this?
If you don't say it, you will appear to be too incompetent and will not let others laugh at you.
The two of them looked at the shelling in front again, and their mood became more and more depressed. Toyoshima Botaro said to Yoshimoto Seiichi: "Yoshimoto-kun, such a shelling just now will definitely cause casualties in the front positions. Your second division is still there."
How many troops can be spared to support them?"
Yoshimoto Seiichi thought about it in his mind before saying slowly, "The maximum number of troops I can mobilize now is less than two brigades. If it's still not enough, I can only organize all the miscellaneous personnel from the division and regiment headquarters. Toshima
What about you, Jun?"
"My third division is about the same." Toshima Botaro smiled bitterly, and was about to continue saying something. Suddenly a staff officer stumbled over from behind and said loudly: "Your Excellency, division commander, it's not good, the Navy Department
We received a call and the task force that came to pick us up was attacked by the China Air Force and suffered heavy losses!"
"boom……"
The staff officer's words stunned everyone... (To be continued...)