Chapter two hundred and forty third tears of the home
The howitzers and cannons in the Jiangyin Fortress, with their barrels held high, stopped roaring. Under the orders of officers at all levels, the artillerymen stuffed bombs and explosive packets into the hot barrels, weeping while forging.
"Sir, if we don't have artillery now, what kind of artillery can we be?" An artilleryman asked in a choked voice not to blow up his beloved artillery.
The stern-faced artillery officers looked sad, but they still tried hard to maintain their dignity. They jumped on the concrete platform and shouted loudly: "Who said that without artillery, there is no artillery! Listen to me, we will be like this all our lives.
Chinese artillery! Remember everything you have learned! Save it for later when you have artillery, and then you can take revenge on the Japanese!"
The officer's hoarse voice echoed in the fortress's fort, full of unwillingness and anger, but there were so many heavy artillery pieces that couldn't be taken away, so they had to grit their teeth and blow them up.
"Listen to my order! Blow up the artillery!" Seeing the fierce gunfire approaching Jiangyin County, the officer issued a strict order to the reluctant soldiers.
The artillery brothers used these fortress guns to block the river and kept the Japanese warships from daring to cross the river for several months. But now these meritorious guns are about to be blown up.
As an artilleryman, these cannons are their second life. Touching the artillery that has accompanied them for countless days and nights, many brothers cried loudly, exploding the cannons would kill them.
The officer in charge of exploding the artillery personally jumped off the concrete lift, took out a match and lit the fuse of the explosive package. With a loud bang, a 150 mm caliber heavy artillery was blown up immediately.
"Fire up!" the officer shouted in disgrace at the hesitant artillerymen.
Rumbling explosions sounded in various forts, accompanied by clouds of fire. These fortress cannons that had made countless achievements were destroyed in the explosion.
"Sir, more than ten brothers in the third battalion were blown up together with their cannons." A soldier with a sad face reported to the officer.
The officer was stunned for a moment, and then cursed the bastard fiercely. He was willing to die in the gunfire. But it was too late to say anything now. The officer looked at the fortress with flames blazing into the sky and gave the order to retreat. The moment he turned around, no one
See the tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.
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Although Liu Xing, the commander of the Jiang Defense Group Army, made detailed arrangements before the retreat, and the time and route of each unit's retreat were carefully stipulated, the retreat at night was not smooth sailing.
Due to the chaos of the night, the 103rd Division failed to establish effective communication links with the 122nd Division. As a result, when the troops arrived at Xiagang in the west of the county, they encountered an ambush interspersed with Japanese troops. The division headquarters and troops were scattered, leaving the troops almost out of control.
Colonel Luo Yibin, the commander of the 613th Regiment, and Colonel Wei Zizhong, the deputy of the regiment, fought desperately and died in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese. The deputy and second battalion commander of the 618th Regiment was hit by a machine gun bullet.
The entire division of more than 9,000 soldiers fought bloody battles with the Japs for five days and nights in Jiangyin, wiping out more than 2,000 Japs and more than 5,000 puppet troops. When the 103rd Division retreated, there were still 4,000 soldiers left, but in the melee at night, only more than 2,000 men managed to break through.
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The various troops guarding Jiangyin broke out and retreated amidst the Japanese pursuit and melee. In the dark night, there was noise and gunfire everywhere.
The Japanese artillery had begun to fire extended fire, and the Jiangyin County town encountered fierce bombardment. The roaring shells plunged the entire city into a sea of smoke and fire. The ground shook, rubble flew everywhere, and the bustling county town turned into ruins overnight.
The leading troops of the Japanese soldiers have arrived outside the city and are exchanging fire with the troops behind them. There are raging fires everywhere in the county, sweeping and burning the houses and building signs. From time to time, flaming logs fall onto the streets.
The streets illuminated by the fire were flickering, and you could see rubble and corpses lying all over the place, including soldiers in military uniforms and civilians in cotton-padded clothes.
Although the war has reached their doorstep, some ordinary people are holding on to a sense of luck, thinking that the war is a matter between the two countries' armies, and they can still live their own lives no matter who comes here to take charge.
Because the prestige of the Kuomintang and the Nationalist Government has been completely lost, many people have distrust of the government, making the task of relocating the people extremely difficult. If the Japanese don't put bayonets on their necks, they still don't know how to be afraid.
It wasn't until the Japanese shells hit the city and killed people that the people who remained in the city felt scared and realized that death was so close to them. But there were gunshots everywhere, and they could only hide in their houses.
, shivering, praying to Bodhisattva for blessing.
"Battal Commander, there are still many people who have not left, what should we do?" The soldiers who were retreating on the burning street saw the people who were putting out the fire, stopped and asked the battalion commander Zhao Wenbin.
Zhao Wenbin's blood-stained face showed no expression at all, and was even a little indifferent. They knew that the government had organized people to evacuate a few days ago, but they did not expect that there were still people who had not left.
"Ignore them! Let's go!" Zhao Wenbin ordered the troops to continue moving forward.
"But the Japanese kill without batting an eyelid. It's very dangerous for them to stay here!"
Zhao Wenbin was a little angry, raised his leg and kicked the soldier who was speaking, and roared: "You can save three or five, but can you save three hundred and five hundred! Who do you think you are!"
"We are soldiers! We are not rescuers! Our mission is to fight. Only by driving the little devils out of China can we save more people! These common people may be killed if the devils catch up with them, but there are also
Maybe we were just robbed, but none of us soldiers can survive if we are caught up, so why do you care so much, let’s go!”
Zhao Wenbin's roar made these compassionate brothers all shut their mouths. The people may not die if they are overtaken, but they will definitely not survive if they are overtaken. The troops started to move forward again,
The firelight illuminated the people fighting the fire.
There were already fires everywhere in the city, and the troops would occasionally encounter burning beams falling down on them while walking on the streets. Yang Ling followed closely into the city with the troops behind him.
"Damn it, why are these people still here?" Lao Yanqiang saw the people who were still busy putting out the fire and couldn't figure out why they were not afraid.
When Yang Ling saw those people, his heart was filled with sadness. The government's prestige had been completely lost, so that the people felt that the war had nothing to do with them, but they didn't know that the Japanese were coming to destroy the country and annihilate the species.
In Yang Ling's memory, after the Japanese captured Jiangyin, they planned to set fire to and massacre the city for three days, causing countless casualties to innocent people and captured Chinese soldiers. He could not let such a tragedy happen again.
boom!
Yang Ling pulled the bolt of his gun and fired a shot into the sky, stopping the people who were putting out the fire.
"The Japs are coming! This place is about to become a battlefield! The Japs will kill everyone they see! Leave no one alive! If you don't want to die, cross the river and escape!" Yang Ling's voice echoed in the dark streets, making the common people doubtful.
"Let's go! Let's go!" Lao Yanqiang and others also fired into the air, finally frightening the people and fleeing to the end of the street in embarrassment.
"Qin Shou!"
"arrive!"
"Take people back to block the city gate with sandbags! Delay the Japanese attack!"
"Yang Dashu! Take the machine gun squad to Chenghuan and hold off the Japanese for half an hour!"
"Company Commander Zhou, lead people along the streets to drive those people across the river. I don't care what method you use, I don't want there to be any people here in half an hour!" Yang Ling's resolute tone made Lao Yanqiang realize that the problem was serious.
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Without saying a word, Lao Yanqiang fired his gun and rushed out towards the street with his men. He roared: "The devils are massacring the city! If you don't want to die, run across the river!"