Late at night on February 14th, on the bank of Yunzaobang River, in the wilderness outside Zhaojiaqiao Village.
Mu Qinghe, the commander of the 1st Infantry Company, lay quietly on the position that he and his brothers had dug for more than an hour, feeling the slight cold wind blowing from the Yunzaobang River. There was silence around him, and he was the only one.
The never-ending "dong-dong" heartbeat.
Yes, Mu Qinghe was very nervous. This nervousness has not been eliminated since arriving in Shanghai. Although he is already an officer and company commander, he is the role model and leader of the recruits who joined the army at the same time. Although he and his
The brothers have gone through high-intensity, high-level, and high-consumption training for more than a year. They have conducted live-fire shooting and live-fire exercises countless times. However, nothing can change the fact that this is their first time on the battlefield.
The excitement and passion of heading to the anti-Japanese front line before setting off from Shanxi, the strong enthusiasm and sacred sense of mission to kill the enemy and serve the country, have been shocked by the rumble of cannons coming from the distance every day and the vague smell of war in the air.
Most of it was reduced, replaced by the unknown and nervousness about the upcoming battle, and a trace of fear that made me feel ashamed.
Just two days ago, the brothers of the machine gun company had taken the lead and shot down four Japanese aircraft. The brothers of the two companies lined up in front of the entire mercenary regiment and received commendations and encouragement from Commander Zhou.
Looking at the brothers and fellow officers with their heads held high and their faces showing pride and glory, Mu Qinghe felt envious, yearning, and of course a little jealous.
At that time, he rekindled his confidence and fighting spirit in his heart. They all joined the army together. If they could do it, he would definitely do it too.
Mu Qinghe believed that most of his brothers had the same ideas as him.
Before setting off in the evening, Commander Zhou did not issue any pre-war mobilization or passionate slogans. Just like countless field exercises and exercises at the training ground, he first ordered everyone to check their weapons and equipment and check the bulletproof steel plates on their chests.
, fill the kettle with water, bring three days' worth of dry food and canned food, tie up the backpack, and then gather.
Commander Zhou looked at the brothers and said a few words, "Brothers trust me, and I also trust the brothers. Let's just treat it as an exercise. It's no different from usual training. It's just that we usually shoot targets. Today we
The fight was against Little Japan.
As long as you bring out more than half of your training level, no one in this world will be your opponent, it’s that simple, let’s go.”
Is it really that simple? Of course Mu Qinghe would not understand it this way, but Chief Zhou's gentle words made people feel at ease inexplicably, and the previously tense and breathless atmosphere was relieved a lot.
Mu Qinghe even heard some brothers let out a sigh of relief.
The troops lined up in darkness and silence. When they arrived at a fork in the road outside the town, Mu Qinghe saw Commander Zhou standing on the side of the road. He did not speak, but looked at the leader of the second squadron and waved his hand.
The dozens of elites from the first detachment, who were revered as the kings of soldiers by their brothers, embarked on another road and disappeared into the dusk of night in a short time.
Of course Mu Qinghe didn't know that Zhou Wen led the team to become hunters. In fact, all the officers and soldiers of today's mercenary group are hunters, but the prey is different. One group is a group of people wearing human skins who landed along the river from Yunzao Bang.
There are wolves, and a nest of human-shaped poisonous snakes hiding in the reeds.
Zhou Wen and Meng Yuting had previously judged that the Japanese attack would be in the early morning, because the landing required cover in the dark. However, after a successful landing, in order to prevent chaos on the battlefield and clarify the direction of the attack, they would have to wait for dawn.
You must know that there was no satellite positioning system at this time, and the biggest problem in night operations was positioning direction. Although there was the help of a compass, it was still easy to cause confusion if there were too many troops.
Therefore, Zhou Wen judged that the best time for the Japanese army to attack was to take advantage of the darkness before dawn to land covertly, and then launch the attack under the guidance of the first ray of morning light.
At this time, Mu Qinghe, who was on the battlefield, tried his best to control his nervous heartbeat. He took deep breaths no matter how many times he took. He only felt a large mouthful of cold air being sucked deeply into his lungs. The cold feeling would make his mind clearer.
From time to time, he had to bend down and trot to check the concealment of each platoon.
Fortunately, although everyone's nervousness was fully visible on their faces, no one held back, and the trenches were dug in compliance with the requirements. However, some people drank too much water and kept needing to urinate, and some people vomited out what they had eaten in the evening.
, Mu Qinghe knew that it was the brothers who were overly nervous, didn’t he also urinate twice?
During this period, squad leader Meng Yuting also came over to inspect the situation of the position. Regarding the nervousness of the soldiers, Meng Yuting smiled and said to Mu Qinghe: "It doesn't matter, these are normal reactions before the battle. If there is a fight later, people's
Your attention will be highly concentrated, and your body’s stress response will be relieved.”
In fact, Meng Yuting was also nervous. He had seen the performance of the recruits of the second squadron. Before the battle started, he was not sure about the combat effectiveness of the second squadron. Training is training, the real battle test
It is not only the military skills, but more importantly the psychological quality of the soldiers.
Now he just hopes that the Japanese army will come as soon as possible. Their previous judgment was that the Japanese army will launch an attack tonight or tomorrow night, and tonight is the most likely.
Because he and Zhou Wen had the same judgment, that is, the Japanese army must have used some kind of deception to secretly mobilize troops to the Yunzaobang front line. The specific method is unknown, but it cannot last long, and sooner or later the 19th Route Army will be
The army discovered that by then the Nineteenth Route Army would make targeted deployments, and the Japanese attack would naturally lose its surprise and concealment.
The time finally came to 5 o'clock in the morning. The moon, which is rarely seen in February, once again hid in the thick clouds, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.
Suddenly, a dazzling fire jumped up in the sky far to the east, and then a dull explosion came from afar, followed by countless fires flashing, completely dyeing half of the night sky in the east red, and a series of thunderous
The rumbling sounds came one after another.
Meng Yuting breathed a sigh of relief. All his judgments were correct. The Japanese army had indeed launched an attack. It seemed that they had sent all the warships to Wusongkou to support them. Meng Yuting heard from the explosion that these Japanese troops were shelling
The artillery is at least a heavy artillery with a caliber of 150 mm or more. Only the Japanese warships anchored at Wusongkou have such large-caliber artillery.
He was not worried that the mercenary group would be bombarded. Zhaojiaqiao was still nearly 5 kilometers away from the 156th Brigade's first-line main position and about 20 kilometers away from Wusongkou. The Japanese naval guns could not hit that far.
Meng Yuting immediately ordered the signal soldiers around him to issue orders to each company to prepare for battle.
