The sky turned white, and the night gradually faded, revealing the ruins of the river bridge. The fire in the town had been extinguished, and the unburned wood was still filled with black smoke.
After a night of fierce fighting, most of the supplementary regiment was lost. Many people did not survive until dawn and turned into cold and stiff corpses.
This was a cruel and sad era. Many people died in a strange foreign land and lay in the cold and humid Jiangnan forever. They could not even get a straw mat to wrap their bodies when they died.
The only option was to dig a hole and bury it hastily.
Li Tiezhu and more than a dozen people were digging a hole under a big locust tree. Rows of corpses were neatly placed next to them. These sacrificed people were lucky, at least they could still be buried in peace, but there were more
These people could only die in the wilderness. They shed their last drop of blood for this country, but they could only end their lives in such a hurry without leaving their names.
When Yang Ling saw these piled corpses, he thought of a sentence inexplicably, pity the bones by the Wuding River, especially the people in Chungui Mengli. These soldiers who died are so similar to them. They died here fighting for the country and left to them.
My family is filled with eternal hopes and thoughts.
Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, sat on the steps and watched Li Tiezhu dig a pit and carry the corpses into the pit. There was a raised grave among the dilapidated ruins. He sighed helplessly.
People cannot be resurrected after death, and this is a cruel battlefield. The fate of each person is unknown. They may survive until they walk off the battlefield, or they may end their lives in the next moment by stray bullets flying from nowhere.
At dawn, people came from the division headquarters, but they did not bring foster care or ammunition. They only had the words of Wang Zanbin, commander of the 174th Division: "Hold Jiangqiao to the death! Those who retreat without permission will be subject to military law!"
Supplementary: Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, is now very decadent and desperate. He originally thought that he would be able to rise to the top after being promoted to regimental deputy, but now he is confined to the small prison of Jiangqiao, and his future is uncertain. You can imagine his inner frustration.
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Although he was extremely depressed, Liu Ming was still unwilling to let his promising future be wiped out by gunfire. He still had to struggle to find a way out for himself.
He held a meeting of company and platoon commanders. Only five people attended the meeting, three company commanders and two platoon commanders. The others had all died in the fierce battle last night.
There was only one topic at the meeting, and that was how to defend Jiangqiao. This was also related to the life and death of all of them, so everyone spoke enthusiastically.
"We should gather our forces together and fight the Japanese to the death!" Li Tiezhu, the commander of the third company, was always so hot-blooded and brave, daring to confront the Japanese head-on.
The fourth company commander or Wu Jiang advocated relying on the buildings at Jiangqiao to resist step by step, as long as they could hold on.
Yang Ling agreed with Wu Jiang's opinion, but added: "We can rely on the buildings in the town to engage in street fighting, but we cannot defend street by street and house by house. We should divide our troops into several assault groups and rely on the complex terrain of the town to fight the Japanese."
Guerrilla warfare.”
"Guerrilla warfare?"
"Yes, each assault team relies on buildings to move around and fight. When encountering small groups of Japanese, they work together to eliminate them. When encountering large groups of Japanese, they disperse and slow them down, throw grenades, and use cold guns to harass them..."
Although the supplementary regiment captured some Japanese equipment, their firepower was generally at a disadvantage. If they followed Li Tiezhu's example and fought head-on with the Japanese in a positional battle, they would have to hit their heads and bleed.
However, if they are dispersed and rely on the town to fight guerrilla warfare in the streets, the firepower advantage of the Japanese soldiers in these streets will be limited, and the soldiers of the supplementary regiment are better able to protect themselves. Anyway, they can hide if they cannot be defeated. There are ruins everywhere.
, it is not that easy for the Japanese to chase them. As long as the various assault teams coordinate well, they may be able to inflict great damage on the Japanese.
After Yang Ling led the advance team to eliminate the Japanese last night, he had already established some prestige in the supplementary regiment. His suggestion immediately gained support from most people, but now only regimental deputy Liu Ming nodded.
Liu Ming was also considering the feasibility of guerrilla warfare. They were used to fighting in large groups and confronting the enemy head-on. Now that Yang Ling suddenly proposed such a strategy, he was thinking about it.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and decided to believe Yang Ling once. He was ready to take a gamble and put his treasure on Yang Ling. If they really couldn't keep it when the time came, they would be in trouble.
After the rough square formation of the defense was determined, the surviving members of the supplementary group took active action. They were divided into several guerrilla groups and dispersed among the dilapidated buildings in the town.
The town has typical Hui-style buildings and high-walled courtyards. It was bombed by Japanese planes and bombarded by mortars. There are many ruins and the walls become more complicated. This provides Yang Ling and others with a way to survive in guerrilla street fighting.
soil.
Yang Ling, Lao Wangtou and five other soldiers formed a guerrilla group and were nesting in a side room of a landlord's compound. A big hole was blown into the house, and light poured in through the big hole to make the house not so dark.
The window on the left side of the house had been smashed by Yang Ling with the butt of his gun. He leaned against the wall under the window and pressed bullets into the chamber of the gun.
Now almost all the people in the supplementary group have a 38-gauge rifle. It's not that they like the 38-gauge rifle very much, but compared to the various shabby guns they originally had, the 38-gauge rifle is easy to use and can shoot accurately. The most important thing is
There are enough bullets.
The advance detachment of Japanese soldiers they wiped out last night almost each carried more than a hundred rounds of ammunition, several melon grenades, and a lot of machine gun grenade launchers were captured. It was rare for them to be rich now.
Lao Wangtou's arm was injured and he couldn't shoot. Yang Ling originally wanted him to be moved to the rear with the other wounded, but he refused to leave, so he had to let him work as an ammunition transporter, carrying a large number of bullets and grenades.
Not long after Yang Ling and the others stayed in the house, the noise of the Japs' chariot engines came from outside the town. A small soldier stooped and ran into the house where Yang Ling and the others were hiding: "Company commander, the Japs are coming. There are hundreds of them."
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Old Wangtou was horrified when he heard this. He hurried out of the house and climbed up the bamboo ladder to the roof. Looking around, my dear, a large group of Japanese soldiers in the dark east end of the town, and several Japanese vehicles.
Chariot.
"Company Commander, I'm afraid we're in trouble." Seeing such Japanese soldiers and chariots, Lao Wang's head was spinning with fear, and he couldn't help but tremble in his calves at this moment.
Last night, an advance detachment of dozens of Japanese soldiers beat him until he was almost unable to fight back. Now that there were so many Japanese soldiers, a layer of gloom suddenly enveloped his heart.
"Soldiers are coming to cover up the water and earth. You are so scared. Follow the company commander. The Japanese will fight one by one, or two by two!" Some people have full confidence in Yang Ling.
Yang Ling also climbed up the bamboo ladder and had a rough estimate of the Japs' strength. Five tanks, about two squadrons of Japs, two Type 92 infantry guns pulled by mules and horses, and a grenade mortar.
There are quite a few. It seems that the Japanese are bound to capture Jiang Qiao.