The twilight is getting darker, and the infantrymen on the ground of the 102nd Brigade are not resting. They are preparing to launch an attack on the difficult pontoon bridge position in front.
The infantry of the two regiments in the hands of Major General Kudo Yoshio are now approaching the two wings of the pontoon position, and it is estimated that they will arrive in another hour or two.
And he only had in his hands what he had seized from two infantry regiments and one infantry brigade, as well as the 101st Engineer Regiment and the 101st Baggage Troops Regiment that also came here.
Is there any way? The troops are now tight, and the 101st Division also suffered heavy losses in the battle in Shanghai. When the pursuit began, the number of soldiers in the unit was 30% less than when it was full.
We lost the fast column early this morning, which amounted to more than 2,000 men. We also divided the troops into four infantry brigades, so even theoretically, the number here would not exceed 8,000.
Among them are engineers and baggage soldiers who are about to be rushed to the battlefield. They are receiving rifles and ammunition at this moment. Like artillery, most baggage soldiers and engineers are not equipped with rifles.
Major General Kudo Yoshio is not optimistic about these people who are about to be filled in as infantry on the front lines:
I really don’t know what impact these guys will have on the Chinese people in the pontoon position when they go to the battlefield.
"Rumble..."
The sound of engines sounded, but these sounds were not very noticeable near the battlefield, and the sound of horses neighing could be heard in the distance.
I was looking back at the troops coming in the dark night with the sound of engines, when suddenly gunshots came from the side.
"Sir, we found the Chinese Army from the side..."
The sound of those gunshots was very strange, as if many machine guns were firing "click-click" bursts at the same time.
That is the special design of the hp90. Two bursts of fire have good accuracy in the range of two hundred to three hundred meters.
"The engineers and baggage soldiers who have obtained weapons are fighting back. They must be just harassing the troops, in order to relieve the pressure on their pontoon bridge positions..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of engines from behind his brigade headquarters became louder.
The headlights lined up in the field lit up.
"asshole……"
Major General Kudo Yoshio squeezed his eyes and blocked the bright light with his hands.
Despite the dazzling lights, he could barely make out the vehicles forming a formation like wild geese. Then there was the sound of artillery firing in the distance.
"tank……"
Before he could react, the artillery shells exploded in the crowd, and the engineers and baggage soldiers who had been queuing up to receive the guns immediately became confused.
Just as the firing sound of the tank guns fell, the sound of machine guns rang out again. In the dark night, it was difficult to see how many machine guns the armored troops were charging over the field. I could only see hundreds of muzzle flashes spitting out long tongues of flame in the dark night.
Especially those armored vehicles equipped with two heavy machine guns, which reminded him of news reports:
"The Chinese army retreating from Sihang Warehouse defeated the merchant group of all nations and captured the merchant group of all nations..."
It's that kind of armored vehicle equipped with two water-cooled heavy machine guns, and that kind of dense heavy firepower actually has as many as six vehicles with twelve guns.
Under the newly fallen night, tracer bullets seemed to be covering the earth on a screen, showing the spectacle of the meteor shower.
Just as night fell and preparations were still being made, a sudden attack occurred. The engineers and baggage soldiers who had not received weapons ran forward in a panic.
In front of them was the 101st Brigade of Major General Shozaburo Sato.
"Those must be those guys who attacked the heavy artillery unit... Damn the scouts, they couldn't find those guys all afternoon."
In fact, Major General Kudo Yoshio's complaint was unreasonable. It was not that he had not been found, but that when he found it, the scouts did not escape the eyes of the snipers who had excellent cover.
A reconnaissance force of more than a dozen people is often attacked by snipers and Lu Feizhang's fast teams, with no one escaping.
Moreover, Major General Kudo Yoshio realized that this was not the time to blame anyone, but to leave as soon as possible. He simply could not imagine that all the people he led in the brigade headquarters would become prisoners.
The team of tanks, armored vehicles, cars, and motorcycles continued to advance with their headlights on. A few hundred meters in front of them was a large group of fleeing Japanese soldiers.
The engineers and baggage soldiers who were running away with bare hands had no ability to stop the tanks and armored vehicles. They ran as fast as they could, thinking only of getting as far away from those steel monsters as possible.
There is still the entire 101st Brigade in front, and they also have field artillery, which can block those steel monsters that are spraying bullets like crazy.
There were some Japanese soldiers hiding in corners. When tanks, armored vehicles, and even motorcycles and cars passed by, they suddenly jumped up from the darkness.
Some of them were holding grenades, and some even had explosives hanging on their bodies.
Suddenly bright lights came on, and several motorcycles were specially arranged behind the infantry. Their task was to use the lights of the motorcycles to illuminate the rear of the tank and indicate the target to the infantry.
But before the infantry could fire, the sound of horse hooves was heard.
Tanks require infantry to cooperate. Other Chinese armies may need more drills, but the soldiers of the Jing'an Army received relatively more. In Zhang Sixing's explanation to them all afternoon, they somewhat understood how to accompany the tank charge.
Five kilometers away from the pontoon position, Lu Feizhang and his men had long been ambushing here silently.
Even though they were the first to start the fight, wearing ostrich boots they could fight and leave whenever they wanted in the dark.
Fight, the Japanese's 38-meter cover cannot suppress their firepower.
Let alone the two legs of the Japanese, even the cavalry could not run at a speed of forty kilometers per hour at night.
"Boo boo..."
Several flares lit up in the sky. The most disgusting thing was that these flares seemed to be intentional. They illuminated the Japanese artillery positions. At this time, the soldiers of the artillery wing of the 101st Division were hurriedly turning their guns.
Originally, they had been attacking the pontoon position in front and back, hoping to capture that annoying position in one go.
However, the armored troops behind them came from nowhere, making everyone feel like they had been attacked by surprise.
In this case, it doesn't matter how many people there are on the enemy side. What matters is that those engineers and soldiers in the baggage troops who shouted "flee quickly" are spreading panic to the entire front.
"What to do... what to do, how can we deal with those tanks..."
The gunners looked ahead through their gun sights. It was dark there, and they could only see patches of broken troops.
At this moment, several illumination bombs suddenly rose in the sky, illuminating the Japanese artillery position.
The advancing armored troops on the opposite side suddenly turned off their lights and stopped firing, disappearing into the night like some monster.
Compared with the darkness of the opponent, the Japanese artillery under the bright light was even more difficult to see clearly.
They could only see some tall creatures suddenly appearing among the running troops.
He raised his head and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
However, the flare that had just taken off suddenly lost its last ray of light.
Hey, could it be that the flare has become a spirit and you know how to put it out yourself?