Listening to this burst of gunfire, Song Xilian suddenly felt something was wrong - if the Japanese army was attacking at night, then why was the sound of the Charge horn mixed with this burst of gunfire?
Yes, that's right, that's the sound of the Charge.
Song Xilian had been in the army for more than ten years, and it was absolutely impossible for him to mishear the sound of the Charge. But what puzzled him was that as several explosions were heard, the gunfire stopped briefly, and then there was another gunfire with only rifles. Shooting, as well as the sound of our own Czech light machine guns, and the loud charging horn.
Could it be that the 108th Brigade gave the order to attack the Japanese troops on the north bank at night? A terrible thought flashed through Song Xilian's mind.
"Let's go to the 108th Brigade Headquarters." Song Xilian made a prompt decision, took a guard platoon and set off for the 108th Brigade Headquarters.
But what Song Xilian never expected was that Peng Jiguang was also confused at this time. When faced with the call from the division headquarters, he couldn't give an answer. He hesitated and could only say that he would go. To inspect the situation from the front line.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xilian appeared at the door of the brigade.
"Master's seat!" Peng Jiguang stood at attention and saluted, and everyone in the brigade also stood up and saluted.
"Peng Jiguang, what's the situation in your brigade?! Why didn't you report to the division headquarters in advance that you were going to attack the north bank?!" Song Xilian came with the attitude of raising an army to accuse him. After all, who else but Peng Jiguang had the courage to issue a counterattack order?
"The reporter's seat... I don't know much about my humble position. I was about to go out to the 216th Regiment to see what was going on." Peng Jiguang looked embarrassed, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down the side of his face. If something happened on the front line, He cannot escape his responsibility.
"Oh? It doesn't look like you gave the order?" Song Xilian stared at Peng Jiguang with his eyes. This was a war period. If the latter showed any abnormality, he might pull Peng Jiguan out and shoot him. Special treatment during special times.
"Reporter, if this is an order from a humble position, you can shoot me. I, Peng Jiguan, would not be considered a man if I even frowned!" Peng Jiguan said sternly.
Song Xilian nodded and said, "Well, I believe you, come with me to the front line to see the situation!"
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After the Japanese machine gun point exploded, the Japanese army's firepower was immediately suppressed by the Chinese army on the other side. At this stall, officers and soldiers of the 3rd and 1st Battalions of the 216th Regiment crossed the river...
The first to land were the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion of the 216th Regiment. Their goal was to open a bloody path for the officers and soldiers of the 1st Battalion!
The consequences of the machine gun point being blown up were very serious. The firepower was suppressed by the other side to the point where they could hardly raise their heads. What was even more frightening was that the enemy took the opportunity to cross the river.
For the officers and soldiers of the Japanese 58th Regiment, tonight's attack was very inexplicable. They didn't know why their machine gun point exploded inexplicably, and no enemy came over. The key point is why the enemy could Working together so well?
The officers and soldiers below were caught off guard, and Shinoda Mizusaburo was in a very bad mood. After getting up, he hurriedly picked up his samurai sword and shouted: "Baga, the Chinese army actually attacked. All the warriors listened and immediately prepared to fight. , we cannot let the Chinese army pass!"
Shinoda Mizusaburo knew very well what the consequences would be if this line of defense was breached. It was not impossible for the enemy to take the opportunity to counterattack the battlefield. But could he, Shinoda Mizusaburo, send a telegram for help so quickly? Impossible, this is just the beginning of the battle. With more than 900 people and such sophisticated equipment, even if the other side wants to counterattack, they will definitely not be able to capture the front position so quickly.
After all, are the dozen or so machine gun installation points ahead just decorations? It doesn't exist. A dozen machine gun firing points can form a dense fire blockade network, and it is impossible for the enemy to attack.
Thinking of this, Shinoda Mizusaburo immediately relaxed a little.
But what Shinoda Mizusaburo never expected was that people on the front line actually came to ask for help!
"Commander Captain... Your Excellency, Captain! China... China's army is attacking! The first position has been lost!!!" A Japanese second-class soldier ran in and reported in a very embarrassed state.
The Japanese troops on the front line looked at the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion of the 216th Regiment who were counterattacking from the front, but they did not notice that hundreds of enemies came ashore but bypassed their positions and disappeared into the night...
After hearing the bad news, Shinoda Mizusaburo was furious and slapped the private in front of him fiercely: "Baga! Are all machine gunners just losers?! Let me take back the position immediately!"
"Hai!" The private lowered his head and responded. He was so timid that he didn't dare to tell the furious captain how his machine gun points were "disposable"...
Compared with the embarrassment of the Japanese army, Gu Xinheng fought very well. He had not tried to fight such a happy battle for a long time. Watching the ferocious Japanese soldiers in the past being wiped out one by one under his own guns, not to mention how happy he felt. .
"Go! Kill those sons of bitches! Haha, little Japan, you have today too." Gu Xinheng shouted loudly, but the Mauser pistol in his hand did not stop shooting, one shot after another.
However, the good times did not last long. With the arrival of Japanese reinforcements, the complete advantage held by the officers and soldiers of the third battalion gradually disappeared and they began to fall into a melee.
Looking at the raging battle on the opposite side, the impatient Hu Jiaji cursed: "Fuck, these little Japanese are so damn difficult to deal with, order the first and second companies of the second battalion to join the battle!"
Just after Captain Hu led the 1st and 2nd companies of the 2nd Battalion into the battle, division commander Song Xilian and brigade commander Peng Jigang and others finally arrived at the frontline battlefield.
"That soldier, come here." After arriving at the battlefield, an angry Song Xilian said to a grassroots soldier.
The soldier didn't see clearly who the people were at first. Once he saw that they were Song Xilian and Peng Jiguang, he immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Master's seat, traveling seat!"
"What's going on here?" Song Xilian said, holding back her anger.
"Reporter, the order I got from this humble post is to hold the position and use firepower to suppress the Japanese on the opposite side." Xiao Bing said. He only dared to say so much. The rest is a matter between the officers. He, a small soldier, shouldn't do too much. It's over.
"Okay! Call your commander! No, take me to your regiment headquarters!" How could Song Xilian not know what was going on after arriving at the front line? It was clearly our own officers and soldiers who launched a fierce attack on the Japanese army. What's outrageous is that a dignified division commander of his own was actually kept in the dark? It's impossible not to be angry.
"Yes, sir." After hearing this order, the soldier finally breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, the master's face looked very bad, so it would be better if the mortals would suffer when the gods fight.
Hu Jiaji led the charge, but Fang Ren and Second Battalion Commander Wu Tao, who stayed behind at the regiment headquarters, were unlucky...
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PS: Ah, I never expected that I would be able to update. It’s been a year, a whole year, hahahahahaha.
