At the same time, more than a thousand officers and soldiers of the Second Division of the Mercenary Regiment, who did not know that they had all the hopes of the 19th Route Army pinned on them, were about to face the first battle in their lives.
Mu Qinghe's 1st Infantry Company's position is located on the left side of the river beach, less than 500 meters away from the river beach. In front of the river beach are two machine gun companies deploying machine gun positions in series. On the right side of the river beach, that is, directly opposite the 1st Infantry Company. It is the position of the 2nd Infantry Company.
The entire ambush position was in the shape of a horseshoe, completely covering an area of nearly two square kilometers around the river beach. If the enemy lands here, they will be attacked from any direction.
Moreover, not far from the rear of the ambush position, three mortar positions and a Schneider infantry gun position were alternately set up, with a total of 18 81mm mortars, 6 75mm infantry guns and two 150mm heavy mortars. The guns are ready.
However, Mu Qinghe was even more nervous now. The distant shelling fire and thunderous explosions let him know how fierce the battle ahead was, but there was still silence and darkness in front of him. Except for the sound of wind blowing from the river, there were also Zhang Ermao, a communications soldier from the company headquarters lying next to him, was so nervous that his whole body trembled and his teeth chattered.
Fortunately, Mu Qinghe remembered his duty as company commander. He tried his best to soften his face, looked at Zhang Ermao, forced out a smile, and reached out to pat his shoulder gently. He didn't know that his stiff smile was even uglier than crying, but the effect was surprisingly good. The communications soldier Zhang Ermao finally stopped shaking and looked back at him gratefully.
Although they were nervous, even fearful and trembling, no one made a sound, and no one flinched. They all lay quietly on the position, holding the guns in their hands tightly and looking towards the river.
Suddenly, there was a "swish...swish!" sound on the river in the distance. It was very slight at first, and gradually the sound became louder and louder. At this time, it was the darkest time before dawn, and the moon was dead. Hiding in the clouds and not daring to show his head.
The enemy is coming... Mu Qinghe's heart beat violently, and it felt like it was about to pop out of his mouth, but his mouth was as dry as a desert. He subconsciously swallowed for a long time without any spit to moisten it, and it felt like it was dry and cracked. throat.
He couldn't see anything in front of him. He didn't know if he was blinded instantly or because he was blinded. He could only subconsciously follow the usual training requirements and lower his body as much as possible. He didn't dare to raise his head and put his chin on the soil covered with sandbags. But he tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, not daring to blink, staring at the darkness ahead where sounds kept coming.
The hard work paid off, Mu Qinghe finally saw a ray of light, very subtle, no, not one, but many rays of light. It was the enemy's bayonet. Then he saw the dark outline of a human figure behind the bayonet and the steel helmet on his head, a group of The enemy walked out of the darkness, hunched over, and slowly walked forward, while people continued to pour out of the darkness behind him.
They were looking around and observing, their movements gentle and unhurried.
"He is the enemy's vanguard."
Mu Qinghe instantly judged the functions and functions of these enemies. He lowered his head lower, and his jaw began to feel pain, but his eyes were still wide open until he saw that the leading Japanese soldiers at the front had carefully touched the trail. Less than a hundred meters away from the 1st company position, although he still couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel the wolf-like gaze under the helmet sweeping towards him. He was so nervous that he almost suffocated. He even They all began to wonder if they had been discovered.
No one is allowed to shoot without an order. This is a fatal order given by the squad leader, and obeying the order is already an instinct engraved in everyone's bones.
So Mu Qinghe didn't make any move. At this moment, he was like a stone, motionless, even if the enemy's bayonet stabbed him, he couldn't be exposed.
Fortunately, the enemy's top soldiers did not notice anything unusual. In the face of darkness, everyone is equal. Of course, except Zhou Wen and those perverts from the first team.
A dozen enemy top soldiers didn't notice anything unusual, so they stopped moving forward. Instead, they squatted on the spot and started to guard with guns.
At this time, more and more Japanese troops were pouring out of the darkness by the river. They were advancing like dense black shadows like ants leaving their nests. Mu Qinghe was not very nervous at this time. He was just waiting anxiously for shooting. Order, the enemy formation is too dense. At this time, as long as you shoot in the direction of the river beach, you can hit people with your eyes closed.
Although Meng Yuting, the commander, could not see the large group of Japanese troops landing on the river beach, he estimated from the number of Japanese troops that they were landing on the river beach, but he estimated that a squadron of Japanese troops were landing with the troops.
Originally, he was prepared to wait a little longer to get more enemies in the encirclement, but he soon discovered that the leading soldiers who were on alert began to search and advance around again. If they didn't fight, they would touch the infantry company's position.
Little Japan was really a thief in his heart. As soon as a squadron landed on the shore, he started to prepare to move forward. He knew that once the battle started, the Japanese commander would never be so stupid as to send more troops to the shore. It would be impossible to launch an attack in such a narrow terrain as the river beach. They can only use sneak attack tactics, and it is absolutely impossible to continue to add fuel to the opponent's pockets after they have already been lined up. Therefore, Meng Yuting felt regretful and raised the flare gun in his hand.
"Bang!" A flare shot into the air.
The red flare streaked across the sky like a shooting star, looking so dazzling and charming in the silent dark night sky.
The assault boat on which Major Kitada Kanglian, captain of the 143rd Brigade of the 24th Mixed Brigade of the Japanese Army, was approaching the river bank, looked at the rising signal flares, but his heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that the landing force had been discovered by the Chinese army, and now he could only speed up the landing and launch an attack as soon as possible.
What he didn't know was that the signal flare was not a warning signal, but a signal for the mercenary group to start attacking.
Less than a second after the signal flare was raised, the scream of artillery shells fired into the air was heard in the distance. Based on experience, Kitada Kanglian instantly judged that they were two mortar shells. Before he could lay down, Body, the shell actually exploded high in the air. The sound was not loud, just like a larger firecracker, but a dazzling light came...
"Baga! Flares!"
Two flares fell slowly from high in the sky one after another. One illuminated the busy figures of hundreds of Japanese soldiers on the river beach, and the other illuminated the one-kilometer-long river surface at Yunzhaobang. The densely packed rubber boats and assault boats also illuminated the pale faces of more than a thousand Japanese troops on the shore and on the water.
