The Japanese finally saw clearly that the troops in front of them were not the Cantonese army at all.
Cantonese army? Why is there no more? It's just mixed with the New Seventh Army.
The disgraced little devil was shot dead and more than 160 people died on the battlefield.
The rest fled back in embarrassment.
"Bagayalu! What's going on?"
The Japs United Captain Nakamura Saburo cursed.
"Immediately contact T&G to help me find out which army this is!"
Sakata Shixiong signaled the Japanese communications soldier to speak with an angry look on his face.
"Hi!"
Soon the Japanese special high-tech department obtained information from the government.
"Commander Captain, Chief of Staff, there is news from TTE High-Tech. Opposite is a newly formed overdue force, designated as the New Seventh Army. The commander of the army is Nan Beichen, who is the founder of Qingpu Dazhuang Fortress."
Listening to the correspondent's report, the two fell silent for a while.
They have also heard of the New Seventh Army, but they have never seen it.
Today is the day the two of them met.
However, for the so-called New Seventh Army, Saburo Nakamura and Shio Sakata were actually somewhat dismissive.
Because they can call for support from above, whether it is air force or artillery, these are their advantages.
Therefore, they don't care much about the New Seventh Army's light and heavy machine guns, mortars and other weapons.
Because in the little devil's opinion, the heavy firepower of a regiment must be concentrated together.
After this battle, it was almost dark, and the Japanese were setting up defensive positions to prepare for sneak attacks at night.
These days, those with good weapons will worry about night attacks, while those with weak weapons will definitely attack at night.
When the national army was trying to regain their position against the little devils, they launched a night attack.
The little devils used their strengths and did not attack at night. Instead, they used accurate marksmanship and the assistance of artillery fire to destroy everything during the day.
The little devil had no choice but to attack at night after facing Yingjiang, whose equipment was far behind them.
After all, their advantages are nothing compared to the advantages of chicken feathers in front of Yingjiang Soldier.
So as long as the equipment is poor and cannot be used effectively, it will be a night attack.
There is a way to play for the poor, and a way to play for the rich.
The Japanese did not attack at night, but were worried that the enemy from the opposite side would sneak up on them.
At about one o'clock in the morning, many trucks arrived in Zhabei District, and a 150mm infantry gun was also dragged over.
This 150mm infantry gun can defeat a Japanese mountain artillery brigade.
First of all, the power of the 150mm infantry gun is more terrifying than the killing range of the 150mm howitzer.
When a 38-kilogram shell explodes, it produces about 1,000 fragments.
It can be said that it is a devastating blow to targets within 100 meters.
There will be countless shrapnel flying within a hundred meters, and people will have no chance of survival.
A 150mm infantry artillery shell can penetrate the soil to a depth of about two meters.
Needless to say, it was terrifying when it exploded.
The radius of 200 meters is also 400 meters in diameter. With the explosion point as the center, it must be pushed to at least 240 meters to ensure personal safety. If you are unlucky enough to be hit by shrapnel, you can only be considered unlucky.
If there is no protection at 240 meters to 300 meters, there is a high possibility of being blown deaf.
Under such circumstances, the power of the 75mm mountain gun is much smaller.
As long as one is shot into the soul, the casualties caused can be imagined.
As long as it spreads within 200 meters, it will be dangerous.
The explosive power range of the 75mm mountain gun is much smaller.
"Military Commander, you are here!"
Zhao Song, Zhou Zhong and Wang Feng saluted and said hello.
"Well! I played well today. I brought you some good stuff. Pass it on."
Nan Beichen brought canned meat to give the brothers extra food.
"Thank you, military commander!"
Everyone said happily, and at the same time they also saw the shadow of the tall cannon.
"Military seat! Did you bring artillery?"
Zhao Song asked.
"Well! I brought you a 150mm infantry gun. Let the brothers work overtime at night to build an artillery position. It must be strong."
Nan Beichen nodded and everyone stepped forward to touch the 150mm heavy infantry gun.
With this treasure, how can this little devil still be so rampant?
At this time, Liu Baichuan, who learned of Nan Beichen's arrival, came overnight with a guard.
"Liu Baichuan, commander of the second regiment of the 137th Division (virtual) of the Guangdong Army, met with Commander Nan"
Liu Baichuan saluted.
"Well! Hello, Captain Liu, you're very good."
Nan Beichen nodded, and then several people entered a fairly good room.
The guard poured tea and handed it to everyone.
"Captain Liu, how many brothers do you have left?"
After Nan Beichen took the water, he looked at Liu Baichuan who looked haggard and asked.
"If we return to the South Army Commander, we still have 273 people left."
Liu Baichuan responded to Nan Beichen's inquiry.
When Liu Baichuan reported this number, his eyes were filled with sadness.
Because there were more than 1,200 people in the regiment, only 273 people were killed.
"Thank you for your hard work! If you need my help, please don't be polite."
Nan Beichen opened his mouth and said.
"Commander Nan, we brothers are all ready to fight to the death, but those bastards from the Munitions Department haven't sent us supplies for several days in a row. Even if we are stepmothers, doesn't the principal know? We are dead, so is he the one the little devil is going to deal with?"
Liu Baichuan said sadly and angrily.
"The principal can't control these things. It's probably because those bastards from the Military Commissariat Department made money by eating your supplies. Although the principal excludes dissidents, he is not stupid. It will be of little benefit to him to kill you at this time. No, since you are destined to me, I will definitely not leave you alone. I will first allocate 30,000 rounds of ammunition, a thousand grenades, a heavy machine gun, and three light machine guns for you to use urgently. If you need fire support, Just call Zhao Song and pull a phone line over here."
Nan Beichen felt that the principal was not so short-sighted.
This is definitely the gang of bastards from the Munitions Department who ate the supplies of the Guangdong Army in secret.
The Guangdong Army, the Sichuan Army's Northwest Army, etc. do not have any big-name support, so it is normal for their supplies to be deducted in various ways.
This is also a shortcoming within the current high-level government.
The principal is also powerless and cannot eradicate it, so he can only wait slowly.
In fact, the principal knows about many things, but he can't take action. Today's government is full of factions.
If one person is moved, a group of them are moved, and it is not easy to control at all.
So I can only choose to turn a blind eye.
"Thank you, Commander Nan. Our brothers will definitely shed our last drop of blood for the country!"
Liu Baichuan said with assurance.
"No! Live well. Only by living can you continue to fight the Japanese. If we want to withdraw, you should withdraw with us. Sometimes, don't care about the gains and losses of a city or a pool. As long as there are people here, you will have a chance!"
Nan Beichen comforted Liu Baichuan.
In Nan Beichen's opinion, as long as the main force is not defeated, he can just start over after this defeat. He will definitely not be happy to die.
