As night fell, the Japanese First Division prepared to cross the river at one o'clock in the morning. All soldiers began to cross the river in accordance with the prescribed offensive formation. The sound of the river rushing covered the sound of the little Japanese crossing the river.
The Second Infantry Brigade under the First Division had crossed halfway and reached the middle of the river. At this time, all the soldiers of the entire brigade had entered the water and began to follow the soldiers in front to cross the river. It took about dozens of breaths. , the first Japanese soldier successfully landed ashore.
Daisuke Uesaki, who was waiting for news about the successful crossing of the river, was also counting the time with his eyes closed. He guessed that it would take about three minutes to successfully cross the river. Five minutes had passed now, and there were no gunshots from the front line, so he had settled on his mental calculation. .
As long as the first division successfully crosses the river, then all three divisions can successfully cross the river. As long as three divisions successfully cross the river, then the eight thousand soldiers of Daxia are not just fish and meat, and can be slaughtered by him.
The thought of being able to kill Daxia soldiers made him feel extremely happy and relieved.
Of the seven commanders of their Uesaki family, he is the only one left alive. His younger brother was assassinated by Daxia troops, and his elder brother was also headshot by Daxia snipers. As for Daxia, he I hate it so much that my teeth itch.
He had just told the cooking squad leader that he wanted to behead the Daxia soldiers alive, eat their flesh, drink their blood, and avenge his brother and younger brother. He wanted to kill the eight thousand Daxia soldiers. His head was cut off and made into a specimen, and then hung in front of his family's ancestral grave as a memorial to his family.
"Click, click, click."
Almost all the soldiers of the First Division of the Little Devils on the front line had successfully crossed the river. At this time, there was a sudden noise that startled the Little Devils. Everyone froze, and then they saw hundreds of high-spot lights on the trees behind. rise, illuminating the entire lake as if it were daytime.
The little devil was blinded by the sudden light, but the soldiers of the 1st Combined Brigade, with their backs to the light, were fully armed and waiting for this moment, and then quickly pulled the trigger.
"Da da da."
More than 500 light and heavy machine guns, as well as parallel machine guns on armored vehicles, rocket launchers, howitzer shells, mortars, and rocket launchers all came forward at this moment.
At this time, the little devils were relatively dense, so a meat grinder battle was staged in a moment, with flesh and blood flying everywhere under the light, as if they were staging an art of war, with lights as the background, artificial ink, and bullets. As a pen, I drew a "bloody ornamental picture".
Bullets and shells were continuously output, and the little devils were immediately beaten and fled in all directions. Because they were not familiar with the illumination of high spotlights, the devils collided with each other, and the whole mess became chaos.
The soldiers of the 1st Combined Brigade are the painters of this piece of art. They are trying their best to paint a more exciting and satisfactory work, so they dare not relax and shoot with all their strength.
In this quiet night, the sound of gunshots suddenly became the protagonist, covering the screams of fear and pain of the Japanese, and the curses of Daisuke Uesaki. His imagination was shattered under the light, and his imagination was shattered by the light. The irradiation turned into fragments, so he could only curse incompetently. At this time, his mind went blank, but he knew that the First Division could not be saved.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
As the two brigade commanders under the First Division, they reacted quickly and led the soldiers to charge forward, but there was no difference between charging and dying.
The massacre lasted for more than two hours. Behind the Japanese was the river. They knew they could only fight with their last legs, so they attacked the 1st Combined Brigade position like moths to a flame. However, when the first ray of sun appeared, on the 1st There were only densely packed corpses left in front of the synthetic brigade position, as well as broken arms and limbs, and their internal organs had been punched out. The scene was very bloody.
There were more than 20,000 Japs in the First Division, and only a hundred soldiers left alive in the end. All the remaining Japs died here. Corpses appeared everywhere on the river, and many corpses were even flowing along the river. Arrived downstream.
But at this time, the entire river was dyed blood red, and the smell of blood could not be dispersed for a long time.
During the three or four hours of fighting last night in the early hours of the morning, more than 8,000 people from the First Combined Brigade fired 3.6 million rounds of ammunition. Thanks to abundant logistical supplies and a replenishment from above, they were able to defeat a division of the Little Japanese Army. .
More than 8,000 rounds of various types of artillery shells were consumed, and it was also thanks to the heavy artillery regiment and rocket artillery battalion. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to achieve such a big effect in one night. After all, this is a division with more than 20,000 people.
"It's time to have breakfast. You must be tired after playing all night!"
The members of the cooking class began to distribute breakfast to the frontline soldiers. Because they were on the frontline, the breakfast was very simple. It was pimple soup and compressed biscuits to simply fill their stomachs.
If ordinary recruits saw the scene on the front line, let alone eating, they would be sick even just looking at it. But at this time, the soldiers of the 1st Combined Brigade should eat and clean the battlefield. The scene in front of them is very important to them. It's become commonplace for me.
Brigadier Wang Dabiao was also eating with a piece of compressed biscuit. He was sitting on the armored vehicle at the rear and looking at the map. This little devil had been blocked by them for a day and night. He wanted to rush to the flank of the main force and cooperate with the rest of the troops to launch an encirclement and suppression of the main force. It is no longer possible.
This roundabout and outflanking tactic of the Japanese can be said to have resulted in the enemy being killed before the attack was launched. It was destroyed before an encirclement was formed. The 1.8 million-strong army was like headless flies at this time, not knowing what to do next, because their main force had already left. If he got through the gap, this tactic would naturally be useless.
Wang Dabiao believed that it wouldn't take long for the Japanese troops across the river to evacuate, because at this time the Japanese troops had begun to gather their forces and were preparing to encircle and suppress them again, so in Wang Dabiao's view, this battle was over.
Sure enough, at noon, Daisuke Uesaki received the order to retreat. He looked at the order angrily and led the troops to evacuate. To be honest, although he was not happy that the superiors asked him to evacuate, he was still quite satisfied because He knew that after fighting all night last night, thousands of Daxia soldiers had not been wiped out, so he did not want to lose all three divisions in his hands here. He had to rely on these troops to avenge his family.
Because the tactical command failed, the little devils began to gather troops and gathered in the Ninju County area, hoping to launch new encirclement and suppression tactics against the 13th Army of Daxia.
