Chapter 1535 The predicament of the wave group seat
In Songjiang City, there will soon be mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
However, we have been fighting here for two days and one night. Where are the reinforcements?
Ordinary officers and soldiers didn't think too much. Now they not only have the responsibility to defend the territory, but more importantly, they have to fight for themselves. If they don't fight, no one can get out of this city alive.
But as the top commander in Songjiang City, the Army Lieutenant General was very anxious. He had to know where his reinforcements had arrived and when they would arrive.
Ever since the Japanese army dispatched the heavy artillery brigade, he knew that Songjiang could not be defended by his 43rd Army alone. He and the 43rd Army, including the Songjiang Security Group, had tried their best to delay the Japanese army for two days and one night on the Huangpu River and outside Songjiang City, but
The Japanese army still entered the city in large numbers, which meant that if the two sides had to fight in close combat and kill a Japanese soldier, the defenders in the city would almost equally pay the price with the life of a soldier.
However, not counting the Japanese infantry still ambushed outside the North City, the strength of the Japanese infantry participating in the attack exceeded 7 infantry brigades on the three sides alone, which almost exceeded the strength of the regular army in Songjiang city.
Even though he has long been determined to wrap his body in horse leather, there are 9,000 officers and soldiers of the 43rd Army in Songjiang City, more than 400 officers and soldiers of the Songjiang Security Regiment, and more than 4,000 young Songjiang men. Each of them has a family behind them, and they all died in the battle.
, it seems to be just the sacrifice of more than 10,000 people, but it often means the pain of tens of thousands of people in more than 10,000 families.
If it is just grief, the long river of time can repair it, but in this troubled world, losing the backbone of the family will often cause difficulties for a family, especially for those middle-aged people who have seniors and juniors, it is even more of a burden.
Bearing responsibility.
Even if the lieutenant general of the army seems to have arranged all the escape routes for his officers and soldiers by using a clear code to force him to death, what if he loses the battle? Who will care about those orphans and widows?
If you can avoid death, it is better not to die. In such an era, it is not the fear of death, but the heavy burden on your shoulders that makes you dare not even die.
However, according to the orders of the Ministry of Military Affairs, the two reinforcements maintained radio silence most of the time, and the field radio could only be turned on briefly at night every day. No matter how anxious the Army Lieutenant General was, he could not know the specific location of the independent regiment. He only knew
, yesterday evening, the independent group arrived at a location 150 kilometers away from Songjiang.
Yes, in two days and one night, Liu Lang led the independent group to cover more than 200 kilometers. This was because the independent group was equipped with a large number of cars. If they had walked, they would still be 100 kilometers away.
It’s not that the independent group is afraid of fighting, nor is it that the independent group is traveling around. In fact, the independent group has been on the road for two days and one night. Except for eating and defecating in the car, the rest of the time is in the car, even when sleeping.
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The marching speed was so slow, which greatly exceeded Liu Lang's expectations. Even during the day, in order to prevent occasional bombings from Japanese planes, the independent regiment had not yet received any safety information from the spies stationed outside Songhu.
Often they don't march.
However, the road conditions are acceptable. If possible, the independent regiment can march more than 200 kilometers in one night.
Unfortunately, many things in this world are not based on imagination. The marching route Liu Lang chose was the Beijing-Hangzhou Highway from Yixing to Huzhou and then from Hangzhou to Jiaxing and then to Songjiang. That was not a random marching route. That was because Liu Lang was from
The little butterfly in the future knows that this road is the road where only one-fifth of the hundreds of thousands of national troops in Songhu in time and space retreated.
There are two main routes from Shanghai to Nanjing. In addition to the march route chosen by Liu Lang, the other route from Kunshan to Wuxi and then from Changzhou to Nanjing is the main route for the retreat of hundreds of thousands of national troops.
In other words, Liu Lang could fully imagine that the hundreds of thousands of national troops and various ordnance and equipment that had begun to retreat would block the road. Let alone march 100 kilometers a day, the independent regiment would be unable to move forward. If it encountered the Japanese
Aircraft bombing is even more of a tragedy among tragedies.
The independent regiment with all kinds of artillery is no longer the lightly-armed army in the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War. Even without a car, it can march hundreds of miles a day on iron footboards. Without the artillery, it can only rely on one person to carry a gun to fight against the Tenth Army.
If you resist forcefully, you are not going to fight the Japanese, you are going to deliver food.
Therefore, Liu Lang chose this marching route with relatively fewer retreating people, even though the detour required a little more.
However, Liu Lang still underestimated the terrifying number of people fleeing the army.
That was also the first time Liu Lang witnessed with his own eyes the horror of the people who lost their homes and fled towards the capital due to the Battle of Songhu. It also made him appreciate for the first time the suffering that the land of China had suffered.
Houses are burned down, rivers and mountains are broken, it’s all too big to say. What truly embodies suffering is the people themselves.
I would rather be a peace dog than embarrass the world. It has never been a lie.
The scary thing is not actually the large number of people. No matter how large the number of refugees is, it cannot block the march of the army. Seeing the army with live ammunition and machine guns moving upstream along the road, the fleeing people often choose to hide in the fields beside the road.
Although the marching speed of the independent regiment was reduced, it actually did not cause much hindrance, at least it did not completely stagnate.
What is terrible is the fear and numbness of disaster reflected on people's faces. After the fierce fighting in Songhu in March, these refugees lost their houses, their source of livelihood, and even their living supplies. The only thing left for them was the people themselves.
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Ragged clothes, sallow complexion, and dull eyes are almost the common characteristics of them. The woman is holding the child; the man is carrying the burden, carrying the child on one end and the bedding and supplies that are not very valuable on the other; the child is almost empty.
One exception is that his face is thin and pointed. Because he is so thin, his eyes appear to be big.
But the big eyes, for the first time, make people feel that they are not cute, but heartache, indescribable pain.
As for the elderly, there are very few of them. Liu Lang knows that it is not that the elderly are unwilling to escape the war, but that they have no chance. In order to leave the chance of life to their children and grandchildren, many elderly people choose to stay in homes that may be destroyed by artillery fire at any time. They have
Many of them were not even killed by cannons and guns, but starved to death before that.
Even if their sons take them on the road to escape, the lack of food and clothing and sleeping in the open will kill them. Those who can still make it here are either strong young people or those who are carefully cared for.
child.
Liu Lang is actually very hard-hearted. His current responsibility is to rush more than 100 kilometers away to rescue friendly troops and kill enemy invaders. He is not a philanthropist and wants to rescue refugees on this road.
Even though the corpses of refugees can be seen everywhere along the roadside and in the fields, they are just covered with a straw mat, or even with their faces covered with tattered clothes. This is actually good, at least, it can still
When he died, his family tried their best to give him dignity after death.
The worst thing is the scene after being bombed by Japanese planes. Often a whole family or even a large family is killed. Even if one or two people survive, they are faced with the huge grief of facing the bodies of their relatives that cannot be found at all.
, often just so stupid and stupid, the remaining body parts are just discarded in the wilderness, and groups of wild dogs and crows are carnivaling in the wilderness. The tragic scene is unbearable to watch.
But what Liu Lang dared not look at the most was the eager eyes of the children looking at the convoy. Is there any food on the way to escape? Everyone is fleeing, leaving Songhu, Suzhou and Hangzhou, fleeing to Nanjing, fleeing to more
Far away Wuhan.
How can there be no eggs left in the nest?
As long as you are Chinese, no one can escape this national war. No matter you are a civilian, a landowner with thousands of acres of fertile land, or a small boss who owns a company or factory, it will be the same under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders. They will
Kill men, possess women, and plunder wealth.
Just like the Northern Song Dynasty when the Jurchens conquered Bianliang, the Southern Song Dynasty when the Mongols conquered Lin'an, just like the Three Massacres in Jiading on the Tenth Day of Yangzhou 300 years ago. In front of those aliens who wielded weapons and were as cruel as wild beasts, human lives were like grass and mustard, like pigs and dogs.
Cattle and sheep.
The roads, which were riddled with potholes due to Japanese bombings, needed to be repaired. As soon as the convoy stopped, children with broken bowls would swarm over. There were no loud cries, only longing eyes.
Liu Lang knew that what they needed was not mercy, but food, enough food to survive to the next city.
"No one is allowed to give military rations to refugees!"
"No one is allowed to leave the convoy!"
Liu Lang, who had a hard heart and issued several military orders, stopped the tenderness in the hearts of thousands of officers and soldiers under his command, but in the end, he himself could not resist the eyes of the skinny children who were hungry for food.
In the end, the logistics department was ordered to distribute the precious military rations that were sufficient for the Independence Regiment and the 23rd Army Guard Regiment for a month to the refugees. Each of the two infantry regiments only carried enough military rations to last for seven days. That was an army
The final limit of the army.
Although Liu Lang has grown into an iron-blooded commander who can belittle the life and death of thousands of soldiers, he is still just a young man who was no more than 30 years old in his previous and later lives.
In order to win, he could dedicate his life and the lives of thousands of brothers to this nation. However, after all, he has not learned to be more thorough and ruthless. In order to win, he can ignore the help of tens of thousands or even more compatriots.
What he wants to protect is the country and the nation, but aren't these people the same ones he wants to protect?
Liu Lang personally took the military law to the Military Law Office. He violated the military order issued by himself and was beaten with 20 whips until his back was bloody and bloody.
The whole army was awe-inspiring, especially the Avenging Camp.
The military laws of the independent regiment will not be violated by anyone, including the supreme commander.
However, the journey will inevitably be delayed.
But this is not the most important thing.
What Liu Lang was most worried about finally happened. When the street fighting in Songjiang City officially started, only 90 kilometers away from Songjiang, the army retreating from the Songhu front line surged over.
Yes, it is a surge, not a retreat.
Standing on the roof of the car and looking out, the road in the distance is completely covered with dark blue, which is endless. And the speed is not slow. The rumbling footsteps of the army running along the road towards the capital can be clearly heard two miles apart.
Like the raging waves of the sea, it crashed into the independent regiment's army advancing forward.