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If the Japanese army wants to seize the provincial capital of Heilongjiang Province, they must pass through the Jiangqiao and Daxing Station, and the place they must pass through is Sanjianfang.

The Heilongjiang Provincial Defense Army took the initiative to withdraw from the Daxing position in an orderly manner, which made the Japanese army scratch their heads for a while.

On the night of 10 November, the Japanese heavy artillery extended its bombardment without specific targets until 1 a.m. on the 11th.

At about 5 o'clock in the morning of the 11th, the Japanese cavalry, under the cover of intensive artillery fire, rushed into the Daxing position. Daxing Station was deserted, and not a single corpse of a fallen soldier or a missing weapon could be seen from the position.

Hamamoto ordered the cavalry to set out from Daguantun and Xiaoxintun and attack the positions of Sanjianfang, Mushroom Creek, and Hongqiyingzi, which the Chinese army had not yet occupied, along the road.

He didn't expect that the Chinese defender Sun Hongyu's regiment, which was lurking in the bushes and reed ponds, suddenly jumped up and slammed into it. The Japanese cavalry stumbled and fell under the saddle.

Brigade commander Wu Songlin sent cavalry to take advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack on Daxing Station from north to south, and the Japanese army was in a flanking attack. The two sides met each other on horseback, and the fierce battle lasted until noon, when the Japanese army left hundreds of corpses behind and was forced to stop the attack. It was as if a thunderstorm had rolled in front of the door in front of my three rooms, and there was no movement.

The Japanese army was thwarted in its northward advance and became cautious. The commander of the Japanese army's multi-division ordered the air force to bomb our three-room position indiscriminately. Seven or eight Japanese planes flew over our three-room position, dropped bombs at low rotation, and black smoke burst out on the position, sand and soil flew up, and the defenders suffered casualties one after another.

Many doors frantically drank and ordered the Japanese planes to bomb in turn. Many officers and men of our positions fell in pools of blood from the bombing of enemy planes. The soldiers did not hesitate to sacrifice, in groups of 20 people, lying on their backs on the ground, shooting with rifles, and actually shot down a Japanese plane and fell in front of the battle.

The gunners placed the flat-firing mountain guns in the pit, raised the cannon body, and the Asahi fired several shots in succession, and shot down another Japanese plane.

Due to the heavy losses, Qin Yuan's troops were transferred to the rear to rest and become reserves. It was not until November 12 that he received an order to enter the three-room position.

At this time, the Jiangqiao battlefield, which had been silent for four days, was filled with gunpowder smoke again.

At about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, with the cooperation of strong artillery fire, about 500 cavalry of the Japanese army attacked the weakest left flank of the second line of defense of the Chinese defenders, such as Wunuotou, Zhangjiayuan and Sanjianfang. Our position was in an emergency in many places, and Wu Songlin's brigade, which was stationed at the front of the left flank, resisted and fought fiercely for 40 minutes, forcing the Japanese army to retreat.

The battle stopped for a while, and the Japanese army bombarded the defenders' positions with 8 heavy artillery pieces and more than 10 planes, and the left and right flanks under the command of the commanders of the three brigades of Amano, Hase, and Suzuki, and the commander of the Manchurian garrison, Mori Company, commanded the middle road, and a total of more than 7,000 Japanese troops advanced to our three rooms in a pocket-like offensive formation in three directions.

At this time, Qin Yuan's independent regiment only had more than 200 people left, repairing in the rear, only replenishing some ammunition, and not receiving the slightest personnel replenishment.

On the flank of the position, there were the three battalions of Zuochen. The so-called three battalions, in fact, do not even have a company of men and horses.

But Zuo Chen and his brothers under him fought to the death.

In front of Zuo Chen's position, there were dozens of dead corpses of devils who still had temperature. There were gunshot wounds, knife wounds, and even tooth marks on the corpses, all of which were the results of Zuo Chen's brothers' desperate efforts.

Now that there are only fifty or sixty people left on the position, Zuo Chen didn't think about asking Qin Yuan for support, but he knew very well in his heart, let alone Qin Yuan, it was a question of whether Ma Zhanshan still had reserves on hand at this time.

Taking advantage of the break in the devil's attack, everyone hurried to rest.

Some people were collecting the guns and ammunition of their fallen brothers, carefully rubbing off the red blood scabs from the bullets.

Some people hurry up and light a cigarette and take a beautiful puff, maybe this will be the last cigarette he smokes.

Zuo Chen also took out the cigarette in his pocket, this is a box of American camel brand cigarettes, which he treasured in the original cottage, and he has been reluctant to smoke.

At this time, seeing that there was basically no hope of survival, Zuo Chen stopped picking and searching, and generously divided one of the surrounding brothers, and in a moment, bursts of green smoke filled the position.

Zuo Chen suddenly remembered a lot, he was thinking that if he hadn't been stunned and reported his boss for empty salary, would he be a majestic chief now.

If he hadn't chosen to join Qin Yuan's troops some time ago, would he still be a king on the mountain now?

It is said that people will keep thinking nonsense before they die, maybe they are about to die!

Zuo Chen smiled self-deprecatingly, he actually didn't regret all this choice, he just blamed himself a little and led his brothers to this point of no return.

Thinking of this, he took another puff of his cigarette, the bright and extinguishing sparks flickered, and the green smoke swirled in front of him.

At this time, the devil's cannon rang out again.

Zuo Chen and his brothers did not run to the anti-artillery hole, everyone squatted in the trench happily, smoking and farting, they were all going to die in the end, why should they die in the anti-artillery hole.

This time, the shelling of the devils was very short, and it stopped in about ten minutes.

Soon, groups of yellow-skinned little devils rushed towards the position.

Zuo Chen stretched his waist, "Damn, I'm getting older, I can't get sleepy after squatting for a while!" ”

As soon as the brothers heard him speak, they immediately became happy, and they all laughed: "Battalion commander, I think it's because you have a bad kidney, you had a lot of disasters when you were young!" ”

Zuo Chen was not ashamed, so his brothers made fun of him. It's going to be a dead ball, can't you make your brothers happy!

A brother's cigarette fell from his mouth, and his leg was swept off his knee by a devil heavy machine gun.

Others wanted to carry him down, but he smiled, sweating profusely in pain, unable to speak, and waved his hand to let people go.

Zuo Chen squatted on the ground to help him pick up the cigarette butt, carefully patted the soil on it, and put it back to his mouth.

Seeing his brother's satisfied expression and smiling at him, Zuo Chen suddenly wanted to cry.

After being a soldier and a bandit for so many years, he had long forgotten what it was like to shed tears, but at this time he knew that this feeling was very bitter and astringent.

"Brother, see you in the next life."

The devil got closer and closer to the position, and from time to time bullets flew overhead.

"Brothers, we turned out to be bandits, a scourge in the eyes of the common people, and whoever mentions us has to spit on a mouthful of foam! But after today, no matter who is mentioning our brothers, they have to praise a gentleman! Brothers, you are not proud! ”

"Proud!" One by one, the men shouted with all their might.

In the face of several times the devils, none of them flinched, and none of them coaxed. Maybe they used to be bandits who did all kinds of evil, but today they can call themselves honorably gentlemen!

A group of Chinese soldiers!