When Tang Dao saw the items loaded in the Japanese truck, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.
The dizziness of happiness.
The two vehicles were filled with artillery shells and bullets. There were 75 mountain cannons, 70 infantry cannons, and 37mm rapid-fire cannons. There were piles of shell boxes full of them. There were at least 500 rounds of various artillery shells.
It is roughly estimated that there are 100,000 rounds of bullets for various types of machine rifles.
But this is by no means the reason why even Tang Dao is dazzled.
What's really impressive are the cannons and heavy machine guns.
One of the trucks, which was tightly wrapped in a tarpaulin, actually contained four new infantry guns, three 37mm rapid-fire cannons, 18 92 heavy machine guns, and 32 grenade launchers.
This is completely a heavy equipment supplement for an infantry regiment!
Tang Dao guessed wrong.
This is not equipment to be supplemented at the infantry regiment level, but part of the equipment to be supplemented for the entire 16th Division.
Before each division of the Japanese army goes to war, they will leave a brigade-level heavy equipment for battlefield replenishment. This baggage team happens to transport heavy equipment to the entire division. Fortunately, their transportation capacity is limited, and they only transport about one-third of it.
First, if they transport all of them and Tang Dao and the others rob them, I believe the lieutenant general commander of the 16th Division will be pissed to death.
Four trucks were used to carry various heavy equipment and ammunition, and three trucks were transporting grain and canned beef. The rest were some first-aid kits of styptics, cotton-padded clothes and some daily necessities. Anyway, they were all good stuff.
But the most surprising thing was that a new field radio was discovered. It must have been sent to the front line, otherwise a baggage team would not be qualified to equip this valuable gadget.
"It's a pity that no one knows how to use this thing. Even if they do, it's useless without a code book." Lei Xiong sighed with regret as he looked at the field radio being turned on by Tang Dao.
If the field radio could be used, of course he would most like to contact the Army Lieutenant Colonel and at least tell him that he and others were out of trouble.
He could completely imagine the figure of the Army Lieutenant Colonel waiting anxiously in the concession.
"Tell Commander Lei that I will use the field radio." Erya stood up bravely.
As one of the regiment's backup communications troops, Erya was transferred to the regiment's communications platoon for half a month of training before the war, and mastered the technology of using field radios.
"It's just..." Erya's eyes lit up before he could finish speaking.
Tang Dao smiled and took out a small notebook from his arms and shook it at him.
That was the communication codebook of the 524th Regiment, which was specially given to Tang Dao before the Army Lieutenant Colonel left the warehouse.
Originally, what he meant was that if the entire camp was detained by armed forces in the concession, and Tang Dao, who had extraordinary skills, found an opportunity to leave, he could still keep in touch with him through this password outside.
Thinking that Tang Dao was more daring than he thought, he led more than a hundred people to resist the military orders from the top and refused to enter the concession.
Just as Lei Xiong thought, the Army Lieutenant Colonel in the military camp in the concession did not fall asleep at this time. The regiment was so small that it only had about ten square meters, and the ground was full of cigarette butts.
The correspondents took turns guarding the field radio that had restored power, but he had not slept a wink for three days and nights. For a man of only forty, his temples were already covered with gray.
Just as Tang Dao predicted, the Westerners shamelessly broke the contract. The nearly 300 people who evacuated to the concession were locked up with live ammunition by the concession garrison in the abandoned military camp and were not allowed to leave even half a step. No matter how the diplomatic department tried to mediate, the concession was dead.
Don't let go.
The main reason was that the Japanese losses at Sihang Warehouse were too heavy. Not only was an infantry regiment completely crippled, but in the end, even the commander of the regiment and his regiment's flag were buried in the steel ruins by the Chinese.
The commander of the Songhu Expeditionary Force, Matsui Iwane, directly sent a telegram to the concession. If the concession released a Chinese soldier who participated in the battle and returned to China, they would enter the concession with arms to hunt down the others.
The hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers stationed in Songhu are naturally qualified to say this. The concession did not want to offend the powerful Japanese for the sake of a declining China, so naturally they could only sacrifice 300 Chinese soldiers.
But this is not the real reason why the Army Lieutenant Colonel instantly aged ten years.
He was worried about Tang Dao Lei Xiong and others and was waiting for news about them.
Even if everyone thought that those more than a hundred people were dead, he didn't think so. He believed that Tang Dao could definitely escape with those people.
Moreover, he believed that Tang Dao, who had the message codebook, would find a way to contact him. Even if there was no news for three consecutive days and nights, which was disappointing, he did not give up waiting.
Finally, he got the long-awaited answer.
The radio station beeped, and the communications monitor looked at him with tears in his expectant eyes and handed him the translation of the telegram, although there were only two words: Get out of trouble!
"Okay, it's really good. Ask them where they are?" Yang Ruifu, who has been promoted to regimental deputy, couldn't suppress his joyful voice.
"No, their time is limited, we can't waste their time." Xie Jinyuan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, looked at his watch, and quickly turned his attention to the Songhu battle map that had been spread out on the table.
A minute later, he quickly ordered: "Tell them, no matter where they are, as long as they are still in the Japanese-occupied area, quickly break away and head west, where the main force of our army is, and I will contact the relevant troops to respond to them."
After receiving the telegram from Erya, Tang Dao smiled. This was exactly the answer he wanted. Otherwise, it would be completely unjust for him to leave the Japanese-occupied area only to be killed by a hail of bullets from his own people.
A few minutes ago, Su Huikai returned with a few people.
What I brought back was also good news.
The gunfire from Nanbu's pistol did not alert the Japanese troops 1,000 meters away.
Perhaps just a single gunshot was too normal for the battlefield, and in their own rear area, the Japanese army was not so humble as to mobilize troops when they heard a gunshot. Or maybe the gunshot sounded extremely harsh when heard in place.
It didn't reach 1,000 meters and was dissipated in the autumn wind. Who knows!
Anyway, everything seems to be normal so far.
Everyone started to change their clothes after Su Huikai returned.
Among the items transported in the military baggage train, there happened to be a batch of winter clothing for the Japanese army, which saved everyone from having to pick up the blood-soaked uniforms from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.
Before everyone left, they took turns going to the tunnel to say goodbye to the bodies of their fallen brothers wrapped in white cloth.
The remains of all the fallen soldiers in the warehouse were in that dark room. For fear of alerting the Japanese army, they did not excavate them and had to park them there first.
No unnecessary words, stand at attention and salute!
This is farewell and farewell!
We will never see each other again in this trip!
Because no one knows if they have a chance to come back here alive.
"Brother, I will come back to take you home!" Leng Feng gently stroked his younger brother's bone-cold face and murmured in a low voice.
He stood up, like all the farewell troops, stood at attention, saluted, turned around and left, never looking back.
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Tang Dao planned to tow away all the 10 trucks and supplies here, but a problem that came to his mind almost made him despair.
Is he too idealistic?
This is the Republic of China, not an era where cars will be everywhere in the future. Not to mention that not one person in a hundred people can drive. Many people have never even seen what a car is in their entire life.
But what surprised Tang Dao was that he underestimated these seniors who should have fallen into disgrace.
The 88th Division, as the imperial guard that the big man valued most, was not only equipped with all German weapons, but also used German instructors for daily military training. The unique rigor of the Germans made them extremely dissatisfied with the fact that soldiers only know how to shoot.
As for the scumbag thing, I feel that being a soldier should be the strongest profession, and you have to be good at everything.
Large-scale training may not have enough equipment, but it is still possible to set up a training team. Driving training is one of the training components of the training team.
Key officers such as Lei Xiong, Cheng Tieshou and Leng Feng drove cars and trucks, and some non-commissioned officers who had been in the army for more than five years also drove trucks and three-wheeled motorcycles.
Therefore, it may not be possible for all the 100 people here to be able to drive like they will be ninety years from now, but it is still possible to find ten people who can drive trucks, that is, those with poor driving skills can barely drive away.
The three giants Lei Xiong, Leng Feng and Cheng Tieshou are also among the ten drivers who can drive.
We got a three-wheeled motorcycle as the starting point. The first four of the ten trucks removed some of the useless baggage and used it to stand people. Each truck has an infantry squad, and the remaining trucks have about 6 people each. There is a 92 heavy machine gun on the front of the truck.
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The injured were all placed in the back of the car that had been covered with a tarpaulin.
There is no doubt that all combatants are holding Type 38 rifles and the Japanese army, but in fact, submachine guns and shell guns are hidden within easy reach at their feet. Once the Japanese army sees the clues, they have to rely on this continuous fire weapon to focus their fire.
Heavy siege.
Tang Dao, however, sat in the passenger seat of the first car, and Gu Xishui, a rich kid who raised his hand to say that he could drive a car, acted as his driver.
Gu Xishui was both excited and scared to be selected by Tang Dao to be the driver of the lead car. He was excited about the supreme commander's trust in him, but also afraid that he would make mistakes.
The truck was not the family car he was familiar with. The road here had been baptized by war and was full of shell craters. Fortunately, the weather had been sunny these past few days and there were no mud puddles. As long as you walked slower, you would be fine.
It won't get stuck in the car.
After hearing Leng Feng's introduction to Gu Xishui's information, Tang Dao was very interested in this young man who had a fortune and had read many books. He asked him to be his driver and naturally observed his performance up close.
Gu Xishui's ability to adapt is extremely strong. He was very cautious from the beginning on the road, but after driving two or three kilometers, he was already confidently controlling the steering wheel in his hands. His strong psychological quality alone has already made Tang Dao give him a thumbs up.
High score.
However, this is just child's play, there are more important hurdles waiting for him.
The lights not far ahead already indicated that the first Japanese army checkpoint was about to arrive.
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