As the strength of the Japanese army continues to increase, the living space of the Songjiang Security Regiment soldiers who participate in the resistance house by house and alley is gradually being compressed. Especially on the main road of Zhongshan Road, there are two more 89 tanks and four infantry guns.
and four 37mm anti-aircraft guns, almost no one dared to easily launch an attack on the Japanese army from both sides of this main road.
Since Hideo Fukuda reported to Tokutaro Sakai that Chinese soldiers used incendiary bottles to attack tanks, the two Type 89 tanks with tank guns were extremely careful. Most of the buildings on both sides directly used tank guns to explore the way. Regardless of whether there were people or not, first
Let's talk about it after firing one or two shots.
Many lurkers were killed or injured in the waves of Japanese tank guns. The two Japanese tank guns and the eight cannons could easily blow up the house where they were hiding into a pile of ruins.
Those who could escape, after continuously bombarding more than 20 houses and destroying more than a dozen firepower points that dared to attack them, the Japanese army, which had superior firepower and military strength, finally completely occupied the main road of Zhongshan West Road and
Two wings.
After receiving the battle report from the front, Tokutaro Sakai finally showed a long-lost smile on his face. Although the casualties still exceeded his estimate, in any case, he had reached the west gate of Matsue and could officially launch an attack on Matsue Castle.
The poor Japanese Army Major General didn't notice the change in his heart. He went from preparing to conquer Songjiang in one go and then march into Suzhou tomorrow, to now he spent most of the day fighting to the gates of Songjiang and was satisfied. Don't let your expectations drop too quickly.
Life is like this. The lower your expectations, the happier you will be. Otherwise, His Majesty Major General Tokutaro Sakamoto would not have laughed so happily just because he saw that he had killed and injured thousands of people after all the effort.
Already.
Perhaps, there is also an element of wry laughter.
But no matter how he smiled, the smile that had just escaped from the corner of the Japanese Army Major General's mouth froze as the familiar sound of "dong dong dong" was fired by the twin machine guns.
The shooting hole inside the city wall of Songjiang West Gate facing Zhongshan Road began to spit out tongues of fire. There was a machine gun hidden inside. Cangcheng also started shooting at a firepower point diagonally facing Zhongshan Road. In addition, there were also forced
Regarding artillery fire, I don’t know how the Chinese determined the coordinates of the artillery attack, but the 82 mortars located on both sides with a range of up to 2,500 meters accurately delivered the shells to Zhongshan Road Street or the residences on both sides.
At that moment, Sakai Tokutaro's heart was as cold as ice. He finally knew what mistake he had made. He rushed to attack Matsue West City without capturing Cangcheng. His soldiers not only had to face Matsue City.
Even the bullets fired from the very high and thick city walls would be kicked hard in the back by the Chinese defenders in Cangcheng.
The light and heavy machine guns or rifles hidden in Cangcheng have a limited range, but they also have machine guns and mortars with a range of 2,000 meters. If the two sides fight at the same time, his soldiers will be nothing but sandwich cakes.
Moreover, he also figured out that this was a trap. Previously, the Chinese only used light weapons to hide and seek with them, not only to delay, but also to paralyze, in order to wait until his heavy weapons entered the widest Zhongshan Road street, and their heavy weapons
The weapon has just been fired, and I want to have a one-stop meal.
"Baga! The Chinese people are really cunning." Sakai Tokutaro's face turned as red as blood. He changed his usual polite appearance and angrily pulled out his command sword and roared. "Order the infantry artillery squadron to bombard the Chinese army inside the city wall. At the same time,
Please request your Excellency, the division commander, to request support from the Imperial Navy bomber force from the headquarters. The enemy’s fortifications are strong and cannot be destroyed except by heavy artillery and aerial bombs.”
Sakai Tokutaro finally let go of the pride of the Imperial Army and sent a message to the Japanese Navy requesting reinforcements, although it had to go through the Sixth Division Headquarters and the Tenth Army Headquarters. The Japanese Army Major General was relatively wise.
It is better to bow one's head to the navy than to lose one's life as a soldier.
Although the 105 howitzers owned by the Sixth Division can also cause heavy damage to the interior of Cangcheng surrounded by moats and walls, every time after the two shellings when he thought it was impossible that anyone was still alive, the Chinese could always miraculously
Getting out and continuing to shoot made him doubt the effectiveness of heavy artillery. Only when the plane completely destroyed the area with aerial bombs weighing more than 500 pounds could he feel completely at ease.
What's more, heavy artillery has errors. There are many of his soldiers in that area. If the explosion is slightly off-center, it will hit one of his own heads. He is not crazy enough to make fun of his own life.
, the infantry artillery was the only heavy weapon he could use before the bombers came, to deal with the unbeatable "little strong" gangs fighting in the ruins.
Following the order of the Japanese Army Major General, more than 10 infantry guns erupted into crazy smoke on the city wall, but that obviously could not stop several mortars hidden inside Cangcheng from throwing artillery shells on Zhongshan Road Street.
Zhongshan Road Street is the widest street in Songjiang, but it is only 4 meters wide. It doesn't matter if the two 89 tanks go straight forward or backward, but if they want to turn around here, it is not that easy. In the firepower point of the city wall
The gunner of the machine gun who had been aiming at Zhongshan Road for a long time waited for a long time and finally received the news from the top of the mountain that the gun was ordered to fire. So why not use all his strength to fight?
Although it was more than 1,000 meters away from the 89 tank, the machine gun's flat-fire range of up to 2,000 meters was still very straight and swept towards the equally straight Zhongshan Road street.
For the Japanese infantry, the cannon shells as big as cigars were terrifying, but they were not catastrophic. If you hid in the houses on both sides, your life could be saved, but for the group pushing the infantry cannons
For the Japs fighting anti-artillery, it was really bad, and it was really bad.
The traditional rule of the Japanese army is that weapons are more important than life. If a weapon is lost, military law will be enforced. Now the Chinese have both machine guns and mortars. What should we do? Hide? Where to hide? Infantry artillery plus artillery.
Should I carry two to three hundred kilograms into the house?
It can be said that the Japanese artillery was completely confused at that moment. But the machine gun shells don't care whether you are confused or not. When a shell is swept over, it can break one person and break another one. The terrible kinetic energy is not penetrating at all.
Nothing can compare to a sexual bullet.
A bloody storm broke out in the ranks of the Japanese artillery squad. Broken bodies and limbs flew across Zhongshan Road. The terrifying sight stuffed all the courage of the Japanese artillery soldiers into their buttocks, and they lay on the ground and hid in the houses on both sides.
Military law is nothing. If you want to enforce military law for me, I have to survive first.
The Japanese artillerymen crawling tenaciously on the streets proved one thing: the Japanese army was not so stubborn, and they were also very capable of accepting lessons.
Of course, artillery shells can't hit heavy steel like infantry cannons. When the artillery shells fall on it, they will at most hit out a stream of sparks and then change direction and bounce around. Faced with such artillery shells flying around without a trace, I didn't make a good choice.
The Japanese soldiers in this position could only admit that they were unlucky. Anyway, even if they got a close call, they would basically die.
As the biggest target on Zhongshan Road, the 89 tank naturally receives more artillery shells. If a 20mm machine gun shell falls on it at a distance of 500 meters, it will naturally penetrate it with one hit. At a distance of more than 1,000 meters, 17mm steel plates are basically
It can also ensure your own safety. But it is scary enough. When you hear the "clang-dang" sound of artillery shells constantly falling on the armor and being bounced off, a normal person will be frightened. If you can't hit it this time, you
Can you guarantee that the next shot will not penetrate?
The two tanks couldn't control that much, so they backed up wildly and slammed into the shops on both sides. Of course, they didn't want to commit suicide, they wanted to hide in the courtyard. Even if they were buried by the courtyard wall, it would be better than being buried by the courtyard wall.
It's better to be beaten to a pulp, isn't it?
When the two tanks went crazy like this, the Japanese infantry who hid in the yard were in bad luck. The Japanese tank soldiers had a narrow field of vision. With the smoke everywhere, how could they see clearly what was in front of them? In fact, what if they could see clearly?
"A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist" is a saying that is used all over the world. I don't know how many Japanese infantry were crushed under the tracks by their own tanks that were panicking. Anyway, the kind of Chinese soldiers in khaki uniforms with their flesh and blood stained on the tracks.
There is none.
According to the Japanese army's own statistics after this war, as many as seven people were missing after being crushed by tanks that hurriedly avoided, not counting the officers and soldiers killed by machine guns and mortars. The reason why they are said to be missing is that
The tracks of the 89 tank were so awesome that they crushed the clothes and people on them into pulp, which was more thorough than being killed by artillery shells. It was not easy to write directly in the battle report that they were killed by one of their own people.
Just report him missing.
But the reason why the missing persons' information could not be identified from the military uniforms mixed with flesh and blood on the tank tracks was not because the Japanese were too disgusted to read them, but because they were burned.
Yes, there was a 89 tank that was very lucky. Not far from it was a burned-down house with only ruins left. In just 10 seconds, the 89 tank reversed like crazy and crushed many of its own people before jumping into it.
This ruins is finally no longer rattled by the terrifying machine gun shells, which is simply a nightmare for all tank soldiers.
But, unfortunately, there was an equally unfortunate Chinese wounded soldier in the ruins.
He Er was one of the few guard posts left on the ground during the Japanese bombardment. He was chosen by lot, and there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to come up. He could be hit by artillery fire even if he hid in that room, so He Er could only do his best.
The possible cat was in the corner that he thought was the most secluded. Unfortunately, several houses around him were fine, but the one he was staying in was hit by artillery fire, and then he was thrown away and fell into a coma.
When he woke up, he felt a burning pain on his back and legs! This was not an ordinary pain, but the kind of severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow! Even He Er could be considered a man in the world. At this time
I couldn't help but moan!
Except for his two hands, only his neck could move. He Er wanted to turn his head and look at the injuries on his back and legs, but he didn't dare to look. If nothing else, his back and legs should have been injured.
It's badly burned, maybe it's already cooked! If you smell it carefully, there is actually a hint of barbecue aroma in the air.
Smelling the fragrance, He Er cried. He knew what the fragrance meant, which meant that he was hopeless! Severe burns were much more terrifying than bullet penetration wounds! The time left for him might be dozens of minutes or even a few seconds.
minute.
When he woke up next time, the Japanese army had already arrived.
Not to mention that He Er thought he was dead. His hair had been burned off, and his back and legs were burnt black. He Er was lying in the ruins and still exuded a strange fragrance. Even the Japanese soldiers who came to search were nowhere near him.
A "remnant corpse" burned by the fire is far away.
When the Japanese infantry and tanks rushed in amidst constant artillery fire all around, He Er, who originally wanted to continue to live by pretending to be dead, looked desperate. He knew that it was time for him to leave, and he would not be crushed alive by the tanks.
Even if he dies, sooner or later he will be discovered by the Japanese army and he is still alive.
But now he didn't even have the weapons to resist. The rifle had already flown to nowhere. He touched the Molotov cocktail made of high-strength liquor that was hidden in his arms and was ready to take a sip of courage at any time. A flash of light flashed on He Er's face.
ferocious.
He Er decisively took a sip of white wine to embolden himself, took out a match, struck it, lit the tampon, and set the entire bottle of white wine on fire.
It was only then that the panicked Japanese army noticed that the dark "corpse" in the corner had turned into a corpse, and even threw a bottle at the tank that was only two meters away from him.
The incendiary bottle that happened to hit the fuel tank burned for a few seconds and then suddenly exploded with a burst of intense flames, quickly swallowing the entire tank.
"You bitch, if you roast me, I will roast you too." He Er grinned and laughed.
Several gunshots rang out, and He Er's smile completely froze at the corner of his mouth. Damn, it doesn't hurt anymore. This was He Er's last thought before he fell into darkness.
But the Type 89 tank completely turned into a ball of fire. Two tank soldiers jumped out from the back door of the tank crazily, their bodies covered in flames. The military uniforms stained with oil became the best accelerant. The rest of the Japanese infantry did not dare to get close.
In other words, they didn't intend to get closer. By the time they rolled to extinguish the flames on their own, the two Japanese tank soldiers were basically half-cooked.
The other two had long since been burned alive inside the tank.
By roasting four little Japs alive, He Er successfully completed his revenge.