The red sunset was dazzling, and the battle lasted until dusk. Under the vigorous encirclement and suppression efforts of the brothers from each battalion, the remaining small Japanese troops hiding in the city and continuing to resist were basically eliminated.
Black smoke filled the air, and the riddled Inner Yellow City was gilded with a layer of golden light in the setting sun. Brothers in mottled military uniforms stood in the dilapidated ruins, holding up their dusty guns and cheering loudly.
Many brothers hugged each other and cried with joy.
Since the Nanjing breakout battle, the brothers have been holding a breath in their hearts, that is, they want revenge. Although good news has been reported frequently since setting off to the Lanfeng battlefield, the capture of Inner Huangcheng this time pushed their emotions to the peak, and they were finally proud for once.
Looking at the cheering brothers, the commanders at all levels also rarely relaxed their tense faces, and slumped in the ruins, looking at the brothers smiling and suffering, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
They recaptured the Neihuang City occupied by the Japanese, but the casualties were also considerable. What's more, the Neihuang City had been reduced to ruins during the fighting. Looking at the broken walls that were dark with gunpowder smoke, some people also let out a heavy sigh.
Sighed.
Division Commander Wang Yaowu personally supervised the battle with a gun. When he heard the report that the Japs had been cleared out of the city, his serious face finally showed a smile. The brothers lived up to his expectations and did not embarrass their 51st Division.
"Report!" The messenger from the division quickly rushed to each unit with the order from division commander Wang Yaowu to convey the new order.
"speak"
"The division commander ordered all regiments to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded."
"knew."
After the ordering soldier saluted with a military salute, he quickly turned around and trotted off to the next regiment.
The battlefield has turned into a Shura hell. The corpses of both sides were piled up in layers, and the blood flowing out had turned black and red. The regiment leader Zhang Handuo and the deputy regiment leader Yang Ling worked together to start the post-war disposal.
The exhausted brothers did not care about rest, removed the bullets from the barrels of their guns, and began to step into the blood-soaked battlefield, carrying and burying corpses and collecting trophies.
The Japanese resisted tenaciously. Every street in Neihuang City went through repeated battles. Many corpses were blown up by Japanese grenades and separated into pieces. Looking at the brothers who died in different ways, a wave of excitement
Intense sadness spread among the brothers, and the atmosphere was heavy.
Company Commander Shunzi's cheeks were sticky and stained with blood, his face was dusty and earth-colored, sweat was left on his cheeks, and his dirty face suddenly had streaks all over it.
He tried hard to separate the two deceased people who were tightly locked together, but the bodies were already stiff. The two people who hugged each other before death were tightly locked together and could not be separated at all.
"Come here and help me," company commander Shunzi called to the brother next to him.
A platoon leader trotted over. Looking at the dead bodies of both parties entangled together, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Company commander, why bother with so much effort? Let's bury them together."
"What the hell are you talking about? Can our brothers be buried with the beasts? Come here and help!" Shunzi cursed angrily. The platoon leader did not dare to refute and jumped down the tunnel. The two of them spent nine
It took the power of Niu and Hu to separate the two sides.
"Listen to me, find our brothers one by one, and try to find all the arms and legs of those who were not bombed and put them together. They took the bullet for us and the ball is dead. We who are alive must let them do it."
Let them be buried cleanly and send them on their last journey!"
The brothers carried out the brothers who died in the battle one by one from the battlefield. Lao Yanqiang led people to wipe the dirt and blood from their faces one by one, and looked at those who were fighting with their eyes closed.
Brothers with holes all over their bodies, Old Smoking thought of his old buddies, and couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
"Deputy battalion commander, why are you crying?" An eighteen-year-old brother noticed that Lao Smoking was in a bad state and asked, tilting his head.
The old smoker hurriedly stretched out his sleeve and wiped his eyes. He hit the young brother on the head with his pipe and cursed: "I blew sand into my eyes. You do your job well. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." He said, standing up and walking towards the distance. Looking at these sacrificed brothers, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
There were too many corpses on the battlefield. The brothers were busy until the moon was high before burying all the dead brothers. As for the hated little devils, their treatment was not so good. Several big holes were blown up with bombs.
, threw it in randomly and buried it hastily. After all, the weather was hot and I was worried about a plague.
Captain Wang Huzi, the company commander, got a broken door panel from somewhere, and used black charcoal as a pen on it to make a simple tombstone for the buried brothers. Although it was simple, it was a part of their heart.
"You guys go and get me the big rocks over there. Let's make a mark. When the Japanese are driven out of China, we have to come back to take our brothers home. Don't be unable to find a place then," the group leader said.
Zhang Handuo remained silent until he finally gave these instructions.
Yang Ling knew what he was thinking, so he waved to Wang Huzi and the others, and they worked together to get a big stone and put it next to the cemetery. Looking at the lonely cemetery and the lonely stone, Yang Ling felt an unprecedented sense of loss welling up in his heart.
In the war of blood and fire, many martyrs who defended their homes and country were buried in foreign lands and never heard from again. They paid the price of their lives for this country, but can the magnificent mountains and rivers guarded by bones ever remember them?
Well, I hope they can return to their hometown in spirit.
After the brothers cleaned up the battlefield, they set up camp outside the city. The bonfires lit up the flat wilderness, like stars in the sky, competing with the bright moon.
Officers at all levels were busy counting casualties, while the brothers in the cooking class set up a big pot and started cooking. The brothers made a lot of seizures. They sat around the campfire, and soon the laughter filled the air.
of sadness.
Division Commander Wang Yaowu held a meeting of all division officers at battalion level and above. Compared to the pre-war meeting, the place was obviously much empty. Many officers had been killed in the day's battle, and everyone present was scarred.
Division Commander Wang Yaowu did not expect that they could capture Neihuang City so quickly, so he couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and he reported the enemy situation on the battlefield with great joy.
Yang Ling learned from the report from division commander Wang Yaowu that when they conquered Neihuang City and cleaned up the battlefield, the 87th Division also conquered Yifeng City, just a few hours later than them.
"Everyone, this time our 51st Division fought bravely and carried forward the spirit of daring to attack fortresses and not being afraid of sacrifice. We completed the combat mission earlier than the 87th Division, which greatly increased the prestige of our 74th Army. I, Wang Yaowu, would like to thank you all here.
, and I hope you will continue your efforts!”
The 87th Division was a well-known ace weapon division. Although it was crippled after Shanghai and Nanjing, after a series of repairs, its combat effectiveness dropped a lot, and although it was actually destroyed, its reputation was still there. This time they competed
The 87th Division fought well, which already made them very happy.
Division Commander Wang Yaowu was also very happy, and then analyzed the reasons for the rapid capture of Inner Huangcheng this time, and finally praised the 301st Regiment on the spot, not only praising them for their bravery in combat, but also singled out the name of deputy commander Yang Ling
, after all, he deserves a lot of credit for the success of this battle.
The surrounding officers were all brave generals of the 74th Army, and most of them came from various military academies. In the past, they did not pay much attention to Yang Ling, the deputy commander who was promoted from the top soldier, but this time they were convinced and showed no hesitation.
The applause was given to him, which made Yang Ling feel a little embarrassed.
Wang Yaowu waved Yang Ling and regiment leader Zhang Handuo to sit down, and then praised several battalions for their bravery in fighting, and also criticized those officers who were unfavorable in fighting, and showed no mercy. This allowed Yang Ling to see that he had clear rewards and punishments in running the army.
side.
After the battle summary was over, the meeting soon got down to business, which was to make new combat deployments based on the current enemy situation.
"Now the Japanese army in front of me has retreated towards Renheji. The rest of the main force of the Japanese army has been compressed in Maogu Village and Shuangtaji area. The Japanese army has become a turtle in the urn and they cannot escape!" Division Commander Wang Yaowu spoke sonorously and forcefully, and the brothers listened.
Boost your energy.
"The next step, our division's combat goal is to attack from a point of attack, attack in the direction of Renheji, pull out the Japanese strongholds along the way, and cooperate with friendly forces to annihilate their main force in Maogu Village and Shuangtaji area!"