The Japanese planes roared and circled, dropping high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs that caused the ruins to burst into flames. The dead bodies half-covered in the blood and soil were also burned into black charcoal.
The billowing black smoke covered the entire sky. The black smoke was mixed with countless debris, which fell one after another, covering the charred positions and broken ruins. It fell on people's shoulders, as if it was raining.
A field of black snow.
Those Japanese planes that roared and fired wildly at low altitudes poured corn stalks and vinegar bullets at the attacking Chinese army. The fighting made the charging brothers tremble all over, and a large cloud of blood mist bloomed, and they were instantly killed and injured.
Facing the Japanese army that had air superiority, in order to avoid casualties, the charging troops jumped into the trenches and bunkers in the Japanese forward positions to take shelter, which blocked the follow-up troops from attacking.
"Regiment deputy, what should we do? Should we continue rushing in?"
Captain Wang Huzhu, the captain with a beard, put his 79 rifle on his shoulder, looked at the ruined street ahead, and asked Yang Ling for his opinion.
The three battalions followed the gap and wedged themselves into the Japanese position like a knife, and captured the south city gate in one go. However, the follow-up troops were blocked, leaving them in a dilemma and becoming a lone force in the front.
If they continue to attack forward and enter the city with a mere battalion, they will most likely be beaten by the Japanese army. However, if they do not take advantage of the situation and attack, and wait for the Japanese army to counterattack, I am afraid that the newly occupied position will have to change hands again.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Ling decided not to risk the lives of his brothers, but decided to hold on to the captured South City Gate bridgehead. When the follow-up troops caught up, victory would be a certainty.
"Shunzi, Huzi, old company commander, come here." Yang Ling quickly made up his mind and waved to a few remaining officers of the Third Battalion.
The third battalion has lost many brothers since it went to the Lanfeng battlefield. The first company commander Wang Meng was killed in the battle, and the third company commander Liu Yidao was seriously injured and was carried off. The only ones still on the battlefield are Wang Huzi, Lao Yanqiang and Shunzi.
The brother who came all the way.
"The Japs' counterattack will come soon. There is only one earthen wall in this city wall that is not easy to defend, so I decided to set up an ambush along this ruins to defeat the Japs' counterattacks and wait for our follow-up troops to come up..."
Yang Ling spoke very quickly, but he clearly explained his thoughts to several officers. His proposal was unanimously agreed by the deputy battalion elder Yan Qian and others. Instead of defending the city wall, it would be better to take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield to attack
He was ambushed.
Now the area near the city gate has been plowed by artillery fire, and there are ruins everywhere that have been blown to pieces. It is easy to hide. Moreover, the Japanese who come back do not know the situation and can easily get in.
"Huzi, take the brothers from the first company to the houses on the left and hide there. We will start fighting here and then we will fight you." Yang Ling quickly gave the order.
Wang Huzi took nearly a hundred brothers to hide among the ruins on the left. Anyway, there were rotten wood and broken tiles everywhere, and there were also a lot of corpses blown up. The brothers lay down on the ground, and they couldn't see anything from a distance.
I thought it was a pile of dead bodies.
Since the death of First Company Commander Wang Meng, Deputy Company Commander Shunzi has taken over his position and led half of the company's brothers to the right to ambush, while Yang Ling took a machine gun and hid along the city wall with the remaining brothers.
Yang Ling divided the remaining brothers of the third battalion into three waves, and carried out hidden ambush in three places. The lines connecting these three directions happened to form an inverted triangle. Once the Japanese invaded, it was guaranteed that they would never come back.
Veteran Shunzi wiped two handfuls of blood from the dead Japanese on his face, then grabbed it and lay down. The rest of the brothers also followed suit, and soon there were many "corpses" lying on the ground.
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The captain of the Japanese army stationed in the city felt something was wrong when he heard that the Chinese army suddenly shelled the south gate. News soon came back that the position at the south gate had been broken through by the Chinese army.
While calling for aviation support, he sent reinforcements to attack the South Gate, trying to suppress the Chinese army again, because he knew that once the defense line of the South Gate was breached, it would cause a chain reaction and the entire Inner Yellow City could not be defended.
At the beginning, he issued a military order in front of Kenji Doihara, the commander of the 14th Division, that he must defend the Inner Yellow City. Once the Inner Yellow City was lost, the surrounded 14th Division would be in danger of destruction. He
He couldn't bear the consequences, so he had to hold on even if he died.
As soon as Yang Ling and the others took shelter in the ruins, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and the ground shook. Several Japanese armored vehicles rolled up the dust and rushed towards the city gate.
Behind these Japanese armored vehicles, there were also a large number of dark Japanese infantrymen, crowded with people, and a murderous atmosphere rushed towards them.
"Hold still! Don't shoot without orders!"
The officers looked at the Japanese armored vehicles that were getting closer and closer, and whispered orders to the nervous brothers not to be reckless.
The Japanese armored vehicles were like rampaging steel monsters, pressing down on the corpses and rubble of their own people on the road before rushing over. The chains were also stained with minced meat and blood, and the wheels were spinning very fast.
The Japanese infantry with their 38-gauge rifles on their shoulders were also very fast. One by one, they quickly jumped over the corpses on the ground and rushed toward the positions outside the city, trying to recapture the trenches outside the city.
"Shoot!" Yang Ling saw that almost all of the hundreds of Japanese who were rushing toward him had entered the ambush circle. He raised his hand and fired, roaring.
The Japanese soldier who was jumping over the corpse and running forward was hit in the chest by a bullet. It was like being hit in the chest by a heavy hammer. The impact of the bullet caused his body to fly back half a meter.
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of gunfire, which shocked the Japanese reinforcements who were rushing forward. As soon as the commander of the team shouted, his throat was pierced by the rapidly flying bullets, and a large amount of blood surged up.
sky.
"Da da da - da da da -"
The machine gunners who fired the Czech light machine guns had no reservations at all. They fired wildly at the densely packed Japanese troops. Just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the Japanese troops were swept to the ground in large numbers.
Dense rain of bullets poured towards the Japanese army from three directions, and soon formed a barrage of death. The Japanese army shrouded in the barrage were constantly torn into pieces and blown over. Facing such an inverted triangle ambush formation,
, hundreds of Japanese soldiers seemed to have stepped into the hell of death. They were shot and fell down, causing a rain of blood.
The dense bullets hit the Japanese armored vehicle with sparks and craters everywhere. This steel monster was not easy to deal with. It immediately changed its direction and the machine gun above fired at the brothers hiding in the ruins. Smoke and dust flew everywhere.
Five or six brothers were unable to dodge, and they were shattered into pieces as clouds of blood mist rose up from their bodies.
"Smash the grenade! Charge!"
The Japanese army was caught off guard, and instantly there were casualties all over the place. Strings of grenades were thrown out, and there was a loud explosion, killing those who survived.
The brothers rushed forward with red eyes and howls. The injured Japanese were lying on the ground and still wanted to resist. The brothers were not polite and stabbed them with bayonets without hesitation, stabbing them to the core.
The remaining dozens of Japanese soldiers, with disheveled hair and blood-red eyes, saw the charging Chinese troops and raised their bayonets in order to stab them. Yang Ling couldn't be that stupid. He waved back and knocked out a row of bullets.
Shunzi stuffed a bunch of grenades under the two armored vehicles that were trying to escape. With a loud bang, the armored vehicle was blown into scrap metal in the fierce fire.
There are more scars on the walls of the crater.
Hundreds of Japanese reinforcements were wiped out in the span of a pack of cigarettes. Lao Yanqiang felt that this battle was a weird one. If he had fought like this in Shanghai, these little Japanese would have been wiped out long ago.
, but then I thought about it, after all, they are no longer the same, they are now well-known central elites.
The brothers ignored their joy and immediately pounced on the dead Japs and began to pick up guns and disarm grenades. Although their equipment had been greatly improved, their grenades were still far behind the Japs' powerful melon grenades.