Chapter 107: The Battle

"How's it going?"

After breakfast on the morning of the 4th, some people in the 103rd Division began to vomit and discharge, and He Shaozhou invited a doctor to come over and found cholera.

He Shaozhou immediately arranged for the isolation of people after it was confirmed, and at the same time ordered all departments to pay attention to hygiene, and all drinking water should be boiled for consumption.

"Now Chief of Staff Bai has just taken over a lot of problems that are not clear, and the corps headquarters has received news that cholera has occurred in all departments, and the source of the disease is water, and the troops who have drunk the water source in the Jingzhu area have all had cholera, and it is estimated that the Japanese army is not very good."

Jingzhu is located in the northeast of Meichuan, the Japanese army was repulsed yesterday, and now the whole line of Jingzhu is in the hands of the national army, and the national army has suffered more seriously than the Japanese army.

"All the articles of the brothers who were afflicted with cholera were burned, and the dead brothers were burned, and drinking water was taken from nearby water sources and boiled for use."

"The brothers burned it too?"

People die in the ground, this is unchangeable, and now they have to be burned, Wan Shijiong does not understand He Shaozhou's approach.

"If it doesn't burn, then cholera will not only harm us, but also the villagers nearby."

Wan Shijiong took a deep breath and went out scolding.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Ziwen asked the same question as He Shaozhou, but only three people in the third battalion were sick and were isolated by the hygienist as soon as possible.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, it's not helped, one brother is dead if he doesn't hold on, and the other two are almost the same."

"Made~"

This punch hit the wall, and it was Zhang Ziwen who left blood, and it was Zhang Ziwen who blamed himself. Last night, these three people were sent by Zhang Ziwen to Yuchuan to investigate on the front line, and after they came back, they vomited and diarrhea, because of the collective situation, Zhang Ziwen ordered isolation as soon as possible, but unfortunately they still couldn't be saved.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, I suggest that all the items they use be burned and the barracks disinfected."

The hygienists of the third battalion are not medical soldiers who have been trained for three months, but military doctors hired by Zhang Ziwen at his expense, who can ask for simple things and are responsible for training hygienists at the same time.

"You are the doctor who knows what to do, and he cooperates with you."

Zhang Ziwen pointed to Rao Xiangyun with one hand, took out a cigarette and lit one. Ma Xiaobao has already run at both ends of the battalion headquarters and division headquarters to prevent cholera, and now in addition to Zhang Ziwen, only Rao Xiangyun can be responsible.

No one dared to be careless about cholera, an acute infectious disease with a high mortality rate, and it was already late at night when the three battalions finished eliminating the virus.

"I heard from the people at the division headquarters that today and one day, the non-combat attrition of the corps was as high as 1,000, and it was not saved."

Zhang Ziwen lit a cigarette and listened to Ma Xiaobao talk.

"The Japanese army is also busy, there is no movement at all today for a day, it is estimated that there will be nothing tonight, you go to bed early, it has been a busy day."

Ma Xiaobao also went back to sleep after following Zhang Ziwen to check the camp, Zhang Ziwen gave Wu Yongqing a telegram to buy shells and bullets, the ammunition sent by the division was just a drop in the bucket, and the formation of the machine gun company consumed more ammunition. Most of the ammunition that Zhang Ziwen had hoarded before was used in Tianjiazhai, and the lethality was piled up with ammunition.

"Brother Wen, Jing Zhupu, the tree shop has fallen."

Early the next morning, Zhang Ziwen received bad news when he picked up the porridge.

"Is this a desperate gamble for the Japanese army?"

Zhang Ziwen quickly found these two positions on the map, the Japanese army laid these two positions, and the next step was Artemisia Purple, if the Japanese army captured it, then the northern gate of Meichuan City would be opened.

"Report to the battalion commander, news from the division headquarters that Artemisia Shop has been captured, and the division headquarters wants us to prepare for battle."

Zhang Ziwen lost the spirit of breakfast, he could bear the fierce counterattack of the Japanese army the day before yesterday, why was he so easily broken through by the Japanese army today.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ziwen received the news that the Japanese army had assaulted Dushanzhai.

"Who is guarding the position to the north? Just let the devil pass? ”

Between Lishan and Longshan was the defense of the 103rd Division, and now Zhang Ziwen's independent battalion was in the south, and he didn't hear any big movements at all.

"The Japanese army did not pass through our division's defensive line, but advanced from the north of Meichuan, and the Japanese Ushijima detachment had already surrounded Meichuan Castle from three sides, east, west and north."

"What, the Japanese got to that position in the west?"

Zhang Ziwen didn't expect that the Japanese army would be so fast, even if it was because of the great reduction in the combat effectiveness of the cholera units.

"In Xujiapu in the west, the news from the division headquarters also mentioned that the Japanese army was so quick because the Japanese army carried out indiscriminate bombardment of various positions in Meichuan and Meichuan City. As a result, the fortifications of various positions were completely destroyed, and the Japanese army advanced with chariots. ”

Zhang Ziwen came to his senses that at five or six o'clock this morning, what came was not the sound of artillery, but the bombing of planes.

"Immediately prepare the whole battalion for battle."

Zhang Ziwen's independent battalion was ready for battle after lunch, but it waited until the evening and there was no movement. I had breakfast and was informed by the division headquarters that the departments were actively organizing a counterattack, and then it was gone.

The real reason is that Bai Chongxi was originally in charge of the northern defense line of Dabie Mountain, but now he suddenly went to the Fourth Corps and was not familiar with it at all.

Except for the Guangxi troops, he couldn't command other teams at all, among them, He Zhizhong, relying on He Yingqin's support, was not afraid of Bai Chongxi at all.

In the case of not being able to take care of all the lines, Ushijima's smooth progress made Inaba Shiro can't believe it, but he can't do anything after a month in this area.

"The sentry is doubled tonight, and the radio is always on the lookout."

Zhang Ziwen was not aware of the contradictions above, and was still waiting for the order to support Guangji, and the 103rd Division was more suitable for mobile combat without that unit.

Early the next morning, Zhang Ziwen heard the sound of artillery again, this time he did not hesitate, and the first thing he did after getting up was to run to the radio station to inquire about the situation.

The information we got was that the Japanese army was advancing in ambush last night, and at 5 o'clock this morning they secretly attacked the positions in the east, west, and north of Meichuan, and most of the positions outside Meichuan City had fallen, and the Japanese army was now attacking Meichuan City.

Zhang Ziwen called one after another, asking for support for Meichuan, but the reply he received was "Wait for the order, don't send troops privately." This sentence.

At this moment, Wan Shijiong is arguing with He Shaozhou.

"Just watching the Japanese army capture Meichuan?"

Wan Shijiong had already clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, and the division personnel looked sideways, and were glared back by He Shaozhou.

"Sending troops without orders? In the military order, this is to be shot! You are a general, not a bandit. ”

He Shaozhou He Zeng didn't want to support Meichuan, but a few telegrams were sent to the sea, and from yesterday to now, eight telegrams were sent to the military headquarters and three to the headquarters, but there was no response.

"Tamad, I don't care how I fight, Mei Chuan loses, how to fight next?"

"Boss up there."

He Shaozhou blocked Wan Shijiong back with a word, and Wan Shijiong could only clench his fists and slam it on the table again.

"Tamad~"

On September 6, all the soldiers of the 103rd Division were waiting for news of support for Meichuan.

The plane flew to Meichuan and dropped the bomb and then flew back, Zhao Xu looked at Meichuan with a telescope, and Meichuan had become a sea of fire. Unable to suppress his emotions, Zhao Xu held the machine gun and wanted to shoot in the sky, but only responded with a mocking bombardment.

"Six hours, that's enough to solve the problem, right?"

Wan Shijiong suddenly said a word in the silent headquarters, and none of them dared to respond.

"If you don't have the military power, you can't solve it in many hours, my uncle told me to wait with peace of mind."

He Shaozhou had already asked for the boss of the Guizhou system, He Yingqin, and he could only wait for these four words with peace of mind, and the other troops were even more unable to move.

"Brother Wen, eat some, Meichuan won't fall so easily."

Zhang Ziwen had been guarding the day before the radio, he had no choice in Nanjing, but now he could support, but he couldn't get approval, he couldn't comfort himself and waited with peace of mind.

"The division headquarters called."

"Hurry up and translate it."

Zhang Ziwen looked at the strings of numbers nervously, and the speed of the translator on the side made Zhang Ziwen feel extremely slow.

Meichuan City was broken, Zhang Ziwen didn't look at the message behind him, and stumbled into the table behind him.