The Japanese 39th Division's artillery attack west of the Han River lasted for a full hour and a half. When the sound of artillery stopped, the entire Chinese garrison position on the west bank of the Han River had been bombarded to pieces.
The air was filled with thick smoke, and the West Bank was full of horrific bomb craters. Broken limbs and broken bodies could be seen everywhere. The integrated battalions deployed on the front line suffered heavy losses.
The Japanese artillery fire extended in depth and directly destroyed half of the division command post of the 123rd Division. The division commander Zeng Xiandong was also wounded all over his body. He only escaped with his life under the desperate protection of the guards.
When division commander Zeng Xiandong woke up from his coma, he was already lying on a bumpy stretcher and was being carried back.
"Stop! Stop!"
Looking at the ragged officers and soldiers retreating hastily around them, the division commander Zeng Xiandong shouted hurriedly.
The stretcher bearer hurriedly stopped and put down the injured division commander Zeng Xiandong, and several staff officers from the division command also hurried over.
"Master, you're awake." Seeing the division commander Zeng Xiandong wake up, several staff officers were very happy.
"What's the situation on the shore now? Why are you retreating? Who gave the order?"
Zeng Xiandong looked at the troops retreating in embarrassment and asked hurriedly.
After several staff officers looked at each other, they replied: "Master, the Japs have begun to cross the river. The brothers guarding the bank are all dead. The troops behind were also bombed by the Japs' planes. Brother
We can't stop it, the deputy division commander asked us to withdraw first and leave some seeds for our division..."
"Asshole!" After hearing what the staff officer said, the division commander Zeng Xiandong immediately yelled with a livid face: "Who gave him the right to retreat without permission? The defense line was breached by the Japanese. Who will take the responsibility?!"
"Master, the enemy's offensive is really too fierce. We really can't defend it as a division." A staff officer argued.
"We must defend even if we can't hold it! If there is no order from the military, whoever dares to withdraw will be killed by me!" Zeng Xiandong, the commander of the atmosphere, pulled out the pistol from the holster on his waist and fired into the air.
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"Stop everyone, fight back, and regain the position! Drive the little devil to the river and feed the fish!"
The division commander Zeng Xiandong, whose body was covered with scars from the bombing, fired several shots into the air to stop the retreating troops.
"What are you still doing? Call me back!"
Seeing the officers and soldiers who were stunned on the spot, several staff officers saw the division commander Zeng Xiandong's unkind expression and hurriedly yelled loudly.
"Fight back with me and regain our position!"
As the division commander Zeng Xiandong spoke, he led the division's special agent company Mudliu towards the direction of the rumbling cannons. Those retreating officers and soldiers looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, the bullets were still in the barrels of the guns.
"My head fell off and I have a scar as big as a bowl. I have to fight hard!"
"Follow Master and fight back, drive the little devil into the river to feed the fish!"
"There are no cowards in our 123rd Division!"
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The officers and soldiers with low morale saw the division commander Zeng Xiandong rushing back at the lead. Not to be outdone, they all turned back one after another and rushed back to the battlefield.
The advance troops of the Japanese 39th Division had just occupied the position on the west bank of the Han River on the fishing boats they had collected. However, before they could gain a foothold, the Chinese ** team who shouted to kill Zhentian came back again.
"Kill!"
The Chinese officers and soldiers, covered in tatters and mud, charged the Japanese with guns in hand one by one, with great momentum.
"Bagaya road!"
Seeing that the Japanese squadron dared to leave and come back, the commanders of the two Japanese squadrons that had just landed were also furious.
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The Japanese's Type 92 heavy machine gun opened fire first, shooting bullets as thick as a pinky finger at the Chinese officers and soldiers who were fighting back.
"Puff puff!"
When the Chinese officers and soldiers who were charging at the front hit the fatal bullets, they were immediately covered in blood and fell convulsively into a pool of blood.
The brothers at the back stepped on the blood of the brothers at the front, charged one after another, and soon broke into the Jaap's position.
The Japs heavy machine gunner who was shooting was beheaded by a brother holding a big knife. The Japs' head rolled like a rubber ball into the mud crater.
Not long after, accompanied by the roar of killing Gaigai, countless Japanese soldiers wearing Army military shoes collided with Chinese officers and soldiers. The Japanese machine gunner's head was kicked around under the feet of countless pairs of scuffles, and soon a melee broke out.
In the pile of corpses, they can no longer be distinguished.
The officers and soldiers of the 123rd Division, who fought bloody battles with their patriotic enthusiasm, repeatedly charged and killed the Japs on the river beach, trying to drive the Japs into the river, regain their positions, and prevent the Japs from crossing the river.
The troops of the Chinese *** team thought that the Japanese were about to retreat, and most of them were distributed around the Japanese, preparing to chase and kill them. Who knew that the Japanese would not retreat but advance and continue to attack.
Although the officers and soldiers of the 123rd Division who stood in front of the Japs fought bloody battles, their situation became increasingly dangerous as the Japs troops continued to cross the river.
Seeing that it was no longer possible to recapture the existing positions, the commander of the 123rd Division Zeng Xiandong had to retreat with the remaining troops and re-establish a defensive line.
The tenacious counterattack of the Chinese *** team made the Japanese troops who landed ashore temporarily confused about the strength of the defenders, so they did not bite the butt and pursue them, but consolidated their positions on the shore and covered the follow-up troops to cross the river.
The Japanese crossed the river very quickly. Before the retreating 123rd Division could build a new line of defense, the Japanese attack arrived.
"Boom!"
Countless artillery shells hit the 123rd Division's new simple position, countless pieces of dirt and turf were blown away, and acrid smoke poured into the trenches.
"Da da da......."
"Teng Teng Teng -"
All kinds of weapons on both sides opened fire. For a moment, there was a booming sound of artillery and dense gunfire, and the entire position was once again plunged into a sea of smoke and fire.
"Military seat, I encountered an attack by a Japanese division face to face. The position on the shore has been breached. I request reinforcements!"
In the new division command post where the sand was falling, Zeng Xiandong, the commander of the 123rd Division, contacted his immediate superior, Sun Zhen, the commander of the 41st Army.
"Commander Zeng, please hold on. The other troops are still on the east bank of the Han River. They are urgently returning for reinforcements. If you hold on for three days, I will take credit for you then!"
"Military, if you send me another regiment, I will fight to the end! Otherwise, I really can't stop you."
"Mr. Zeng, let alone a regiment, I can't send you even one person right now. The Japanese 39th Division is crossing the river in front of you, and the Japanese 3rd Division is also crossing the river southeast of Xiangyang...
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Soon, the commander of the 123rd Division, Zeng Xiandong, hung up the phone in disappointment. Not only did he not receive any reinforcements, but now he was in an even worse situation.
"Brothers, the Japanese have crossed the river in full force. Now we have no reinforcements and no way out. All we can do is fight to the end!"
Looking at the dusty and tired officers, division commander Zeng Xiandong's voice was full of the tragedy of a hero in his twilight years.
"Follow Master to the death!"
The officers' answers were all sonorous and forceful, and they were ready to go all out.
"Okay! You are all good men. Now I order everyone to prepare to fight until the last person and the last bullet. If the little devil wants to break through our position, unless all the people in our 123rd Division are killed!"