Once the battle started, it quickly became intense.
There is no retreat for both sides in this battle. For the Japanese, they must take back Feicheng as soon as possible. Otherwise, no one can guarantee what will happen if the Chinese destroy the arsenal, oil depot and granary.
So even if they finally annihilated the Dameishan Independent Regiment, even if they recaptured Feicheng, it would still be equivalent to a defeat.
Because the Battle of Feicheng is not only related to the Battle of Feicheng itself, but also determines the final outcome of the Battle of Xuzhou!
Not to mention the Dameishan independence camp and the puppet army, this is a life-and-death battle for them. If they win, they will win a lot, and if they lose, they will lose everything.
Therefore, the exchange of fire between the two sides quickly became intense.
Among them, the battlefield in the east of the city was the most brutal. The Japanese in the east of the city, apart from suffering a small loss due to carelessness at the beginning, gained the upper hand in the subsequent battle. This is not surprising.
Because the Japanese not only had the advantage in strength, but also in firepower, and were assisted by armored vehicles and tanks.
By now, the entire neighborhood near Dongmen has become a battlefield for repeated battles between the two sides. Among them, the battle on Dongmen Street is the most fierce. Around one of the T-shaped street intersections, the Chinese and Japanese armies fought repeatedly and fiercely, and even broke out several times.
The small-scale hand-to-hand combat showed how brutal the battle was.
The Japanese organized a charge and once again seized control of the T-shaped intersection.
Huang Zijie gathered the remnants of the retreating soldiers together, and after taking inventory, he found that there were less than fifty men and horses left in the two companies, and almost all of them were wounded.
One of the seriously injured people even had his stomach ripped open by shrapnel, and even his intestines spilled out.
But when the Japanese were crushing him just now, he just stuffed his intestines into his chest, casually wrapped the wound with his armed belt, and then returned to the battle as if nothing was wrong.
Looking at the last fifty or so remaining soldiers, Huang Zijie felt miserable.
These are the veterans who followed him all the way from Shanghai and Nanjing. In the Battle of Songhu, the Japs used hundreds of large-caliber naval guns to blast them, but they did not die. In the Battle of Nanjing, the Japs dispatched hundreds of
They were not killed even though they were bombed by a planned bomber, but today, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to escape this disaster.
Although the battle was cruel and the casualties were heavy, they could not stop, let alone turn around and run away. They had already run away once in Nanjing, but this time in Feicheng, they did not want to run away again! Just being a coward once was enough to make them suffer.
They feel guilty and regretful. If they become cowards again, they will never forgive themselves in their lifetime.
Huang Zijie unloaded the empty magazine from the box gun, then took out the bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the magazines one by one, and finally re-pressed the full magazine into the barrel of the gun.
Seeing Huang Zijie loading bullets into the gun chamber, the remaining fifty or so remnants immediately realized what he wanted to do, and immediately struggled to stand up one by one, and silently began to load bullets into the gun chamber.
The seriously injured man also silently opened the caps of more than a dozen grenades one by one, twisted the fuses into one, and then tied all the more than a dozen grenades to his chest. This was to fight the Japanese with all his strength.
rhythm.
"Brothers." Huang Zijie's cold eyes swept over the faces of more than fifty remnant soldiers one by one, and said in a deep voice, "Don't lose the street entrance in front. Once the street entrance is lost, the Japanese can go around from the left and right wings and intercept them.
The 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion are behind us, so the entire defense line of our 3rd Regiment will collapse."
The more than fifty remaining soldiers all responded in silence, with only the heavy breathing clearly audible.
"So." Huang Zijie smiled miserably and continued, "No matter what, we have to take back that street corner. We can't lose the face of the regular army, let alone let the New Fourth Army see our jokes. Again, if the little devil wants to fight this
, there is only one way to go, and that is to step over the corpses of all our brothers in the 88th Division!"
The more than fifty remnant soldiers looked miserable when they heard this. It seemed that there was really no escape from today's disaster.
Looking at the miserable expressions on the faces of the remnant soldiers, Huang Zijie felt pain in his heart. If he had a choice, why would he be willing to take these veterans who had spent their remaining lives to die? But reality is reality after all. Either the little Japs will die today, or they will.
The remnants of the 88th Division were killed, fighting against Gou Yue!
"Brothers." Huang Zijie cheered up and roared through gritted teeth, "Don't forget Tuan Zuo, Brigade Zuo and the more than 9,000 brothers who died in Shanghai and Nanjing in the battle. They are all watching from the sky. Remember what Brigade Zuo said
Is that so? Our 88th Division can be defeated, but it must not be overthrown! Don’t forget that our 88th Division is a forest guard!"
Hearing this, the eyes of the more than fifty remnant soldiers finally became firm.
Huang Zijie took out the bayonet from his waist, wiped it on his sleeve, and said in a ferocious voice: "Everyone, put on the bayonet!"
More than fifty remaining soldiers took out their bayonets from their scabbards and inserted them into the slots silently. Then they turned around and formed a formation along the alley. Huang Zijie looked up and saw that the sky above his head was still a blur.
After darkening his head and lowering his head, Huang Zijie smiled brightly at the more than fifty remaining soldiers, then holding a bayonet in his left hand and a twenty-ring box cannon in his right hand, he turned around and rushed out of the alley.
"Kill!" It wasn't until he rushed out of the alley that Huang Zijie finally looked up to the sky and let out a roar.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" More than fifty remnant soldiers roared hysterically in an instant, and then each one holding a Sanba Gai with a bayonet in his hand, rushed out of the alley and rushed towards the T-shaped street entrance in front.
At the street intersection ahead, the Japanese have realized that the Chinese will definitely counterattack, and are stepping up their efforts to build defenses.
Seeing Huang Zijie leading more than 50 remnant soldiers to fight out of the alley, the Japanese soldiers at the street immediately threw away the engineering shovels in their hands, picked up the 38-meter cover, lay down on the bunker, and opened fire violently, setting it up on the circular barricade.
The two crooked-handled light machine guns also opened fire violently, raining down bullets on the remaining soldiers of the 88th Division.
"Brothers, charge with me, charge, charge..." Huang Zijie roared repeatedly while holding a twenty-ring box cannon and firing violently. After a magazine was quickly finished, Huang Zijie threw the box cannon to the ground.
He took out a bayonet from his waist, then held a bayonet in each hand, and continued to roar, "Kill, kill all the little devils, kill them all..."
"Puff puff puff puff puff..." A dazzling tongue of fire suddenly swept across from the front, but the Type 92 heavy machine gun that malfunctioned on the Japanese position fired violently again, and the bright ballistic path instantly passed from Huang Zijie's head.
Passing through, the remnant soldiers of the 88th Division following behind could clearly see that their company commander's entire skull had been blown away by the Japs' heavy machine gun bullets, and blood rained all over the sky in an instant.
Huang Zijie lost consciousness instantly, but his body was still driven by inertia and strode forward.
It wasn't until he ran a dozen steps away that Huang Zijie's body finally slumped to the ground. Until his death, Huang Zijie's face was facing forward and his back was facing backward. On the Nanjing battlefield, he never fulfilled his promise as a soldier, but in Feicheng, he finally
We did it! As a soldier, even if you die, you will die on the way to charge!
Huang Zijie's death in battle failed to break the fighting spirit of more than fifty remaining soldiers.
In fact, on the contrary, Huang Zijie's death in battle further inspired the fighting spirit of these remnants. Instead of turning around and running away, they pounced even more fiercely. After suffering more than half of the casualties, the remaining dozen or so remnants finally broke in.
On the Japanese defensive position.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce hand-to-hand combat broke out between the two sides.
In hand-to-hand combat, less than twenty remnants of the 88th Division faced the siege from more than fifty Japanese soldiers, but they were not at a disadvantage. Often three Japanese soldiers stood in a T-shaped formation, but they could not defeat one remnant of the 88th Division. 88
The remnant soldiers of the division can usually kill a Japanese soldier with just one thrust.
It’s not surprising that these remnants are all veterans who crawled out from the dead. It’s not without reason that they were able to come back alive from the Songhu and Nanjing battlefields! On the other hand, on the Japs side, except for a small half of the veterans, the remaining
However, most of the soldiers were fresh recruits from China and had no actual combat experience.
In less than two minutes, the brutal hand-to-hand combat came to an end. More than fifty Japanese soldiers were all killed. However, there were only three remaining soldiers of the 88th Division, including the wounded soldier from before. In the hand-to-hand combat just now,
His abdomen was injured again, and this time he simply didn't bother to bandage it and allowed his small intestine to overflow from the gap one by one.
The Japs were unwilling to fail and once again gathered their forces to launch a counterattack. After a brief artillery preparation, another small group of Japs swooped towards the street entrance under the cover of a Vickers armored vehicle.
There were only three remnant soldiers left at the intersection, and it was impossible to organize a decent resistance.
After a brief exchange of fire, the Japanese broke into the street position again. The two remaining soldiers were beaten to a bloody sieve by the heavy machine gun mounted on the Vickers tank. In the end, only the seriously wounded man was left, and at the last moment he pulled the man with the gun tied around his waist.
After a huge explosion of more than a dozen grenades, six or seven Japanese soldiers were killed on the spot.
The Vickers tank was also overturned to the ground by the huge air wave generated by the explosion.
A moment later, Taganiji walked into the T-shaped street, surrounded by a dozen Japanese officers and guards.
Looking at the explosion craters all over the ground and the layers of corpses of Chinese and Japanese soldiers, Taguji's face showed admiration for the first time.
"These Chinese are all true warriors, and they are worthy of the title of soldiers!" Tagani sighed with emotion, then turned back to his adjutant and said, "After this battle is over, bury them as generously as possible. For the real
The warriors of the imperial army should not be desecrated."
"Hai." The adjutant nodded heavily, indicating that he had taken note of it.
"But now..." Taganici changed his tone and continued, "But the Chinese troops on both sides of Dongmen Street must be eliminated as soon as possible. There is not much time left for us. We must occupy the east block of the city as soon as possible.
