The Japanese commander Taro Sano turned blue with anger when he saw that the troops who rushed forward were killed and injured by a cannon before they exchanged fire with the Chinese defenders. They were chased by the shells and ran back in embarrassment.
Japanese commander Taro Sano underestimated the strength of the Chinese troops guarding Gaoyou. According to his intelligence, the Chinese troops in Gaoyou were a newly established force called the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.
It was precisely because of his contempt for this newly formed Chinese force that he felt proud, which is why he ordered the invasion of Gaoyou before dark.
Because he didn't look down on Gaoyou's Chinese Army Corps at all. In his eyes, those so-called elite Chinese Army Corps were vulnerable to them, and the so-called Northern Jiangsu Corps was just a bunch of rabble.
But what the Japanese commander Taro Sano didn't know was that at this moment, Yangling's Subei Corps had withdrawn to Jieshou Town in the north of Gaoyou for reinforcements. At this moment, Gaoyou was guarding the Sulu Corps.
Although the Sulu Corps is also a guerrilla force, its strength is almost the same as that of the regular army, and its organization is at the military level.
The Sulu Guerrilla Corps rarely fights against the Japs. Unlike Yang Ling and others who have fought continuously since their establishment and like to toss, the Sulu Guerrilla Corps more often sticks to its own territory to preserve its strength.
Yang Ling's Jiangsu North Corps and Li Changjiang's Sulu Corps are two extremes. One hopes to use the flames of war to temper an iron-blooded army, while the other takes a low-key path of accumulating strength.
Yang Ling and others are getting stronger as they fight, but the Sulu Corps, which has always preserved its strength, is not weak in combat effectiveness. Although they have not fought a big battle, they have not left behind in training, and have obtained a lot of weapons and ammunition through various channels, and their equipment level is high.
high.
Now that the Japanese troops are pressing heavily on the border, the deputy commander-in-chief Li Changjiang, who has taken over Gaoyou's hot potato, has become anxious, so he has to fight with the Japanese soldiers.
As the saying goes, rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, not to mention the Sulu Corps, which has good weapons, equipment and numbers, so the Japanese take it lightly and have to pay some price.
Encountering head-on artillery fire angered the Japanese commander Taro Sano. With a livid face, he roared: "The artillery is covering the fire!"
The semaphore soldier standing next to Sano Taro quickly raised the small flag in his hand and waved the semaphore in the direction of the artillery position, asking them to bombard him.
As soon as the shelling from the artillery battalion of the Sulu Corps stopped, the enemy's artillery shells hit him head and face.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were cheering and shouting in the trenches faced the shells exploding beside them, and rolled and crawled into the dug holes. There was a lot of cursing in the position, but they were soon swallowed up by the deafening explosion.
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"Quick, get out!"
Seeing that the Japanese artillery was showing its power again, and the forward position was once again plunged into a sea of smoke and fire, the smile on the face of the artillery battalion commander in the rear froze, and he hurriedly directed the artillerymen to move the cannon.
Those mortars were fine, and they could be carried by a few people, but the 75mm field guns were too bulky and difficult to move.
It took only a few breaths for the artillery battalion commander's order to be issued. The Japanese had already recalibrated the shooting elements, and raindrops of artillery shells were heading towards the artillery position.
The Japanese mountain artillery and infantry artillery were filled with vindictive fury, as if they were going to wipe out the artillery camp of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps, and the shells were dropped at no cost.
The roaring sound filled the ears with a buzzing sound, and black mud and gravel were thrown away by the explosion. The field artillery that was too late to move was overturned in the brilliant firelight.
Although the little devil's artillerymen were all from the replenishment force, the opponent spent a lot of time training. This round of bombardment directly wiped out the artillery battalion of the Sulu Corps, and several field guns were all blown into scrap metal.
"Little devil, I am your ancestor!"
When the Japanese stopped shelling, the artillery battalion commander, who was covered in black smoke, got up from the ground. When he saw the field artillery that had been blown into parts, he burst into tears.
The Sulu Corps was also established after the establishment of the Sulu Theater. At that time, it was very poor, and the troops were temporarily pieced together from various small units that had been broken up.
Although they were conserving their strength, they had to pay the price of their lives to get these cannons back. At this moment, they were all destroyed. The commander of the artillery battalion was filled with grief and anger and found it difficult to accept this fact.
The officers and soldiers at the forward position also looked back and saw the smoke-filled artillery position. They knew that the artillery battalion was finished, and every one of them had red eyes.
The Japanese infantry's second attack began again. Compared with the slow pace of the first time, their speed increased this time, and they lunged forward one by one, panting heavily.
The four Japanese tanks, which had been frightened before, also rushed forward again with anger. The tracks rolled up black mud and flew around like steel monsters. They charged and fired loudly, and there were people in the position from time to time.
He was beaten to pieces with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Without the battalion commander's orders, the less than two platoons of guerrilla officers and soldiers still alive loaded their bullets and began to take aim at the khaki figures that were leaping forward quickly. Those were all Japanese soldiers.
This time the Japanese soldiers learned the lesson. Not only did their skirmish lines become wider, but they were also sparser. They stepped on the blood and corpses on the ground and rushed forward, giving the impression of fighting to the death.
The Japanese soldiers leapt forward so fast and kept moving left and right that the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the trenches could not even take aim at the rapidly advancing figure of the Japanese soldiers.
"beat!"
Following the battalion commander's order, the brothers opened fire on the Japanese soldiers who were difficult to aim at. The dull gunshots rang out and green smoke filled the air.
However, the shooting this time was not ideal. Only a dozen of the charging Japanese soldiers fell down. Many of them were still alive after falling to the ground and were quickly dragged down by the Japanese soldiers behind them.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
The guerrilla officers and soldiers on the position opened fire, and the Japanese sergeant howled like a wild beast. The charging Japanese seemed to have been injected with blood, grabbing and shooting while rushing forward.
The bullets kept making dull sounds as they continued to hit the gun, and the light and heavy machine guns also rang out. A cloud of blood mist filled the air, and the path of the Japanese charge seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored gauze.
The number of Chinese officers and soldiers in the forward position was too small, and they were bombarded twice by the Japanese. Now the sparse firepower could not stop the Japanese from approaching.
Soon, the Japanese rushed into the trench with bayonets pointed out. The bayonets of both sides collided with each other, and rumbles of grenades exploded in the crowd.
Before the Chinese officers and soldiers in the forward position could stop the first wave of Japs rushing into the trenches, the second wave of Japs had already rushed in. Soon, amidst the sound of bayonets piercing flesh, the forward position was occupied by khaki figures.
All submerged.
But the Japanese had no intention of stopping. They started to pounce on the Chinese team's secondary defense one by one, covered in blood. The bullets flew everywhere, the explosions sent up clouds of black smoke, and the two sides fought in darkness.
The officers and soldiers of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps lost the cover of artillery fire and faced a powerful Japanese attack. By nightfall, all the outer positions on the southern outskirts of the city were lost, and the surviving officers and soldiers had to retreat into the city to rebuild their defense lines.