Chapter 250: Hanging the British and French little pot friends to greet everyone for the New Year!

Bailianjing, a tributary of the Huangpu River, is close to the Huangpu River and can see the city of Shanghai in the distance.

The 129th Division of Chuansha Town was ordered to block the British and French forces and cover the retreat of the people in the Pudong area to downtown Shanghai on the other side of the Huangpu River.

White Lotus Town was the last line of defense of the 129th Division, and the previous four lines of defense were all broken by the British and French forces.

Of course, this does not mean that the combat effectiveness of the 129th Division is not good, even if the 129th Division is currently only the second-line unit of the Nanyang Army, it is impossible to lose four lines of defense so quickly.

This was purely in response to the call of the great leader Li Weiguo, to take the initiative to give way to the defensive line, lure the British and French troops into the depths, and create favorable conditions for the final Armageddon.

At the entrance of Bailian Town, the trenches crisscross one after another, one and a half meters deep, two meters wide, wedged with planks and wooden piles, every twenty meters is a hidden soldier hole, and fifty meters is a hidden headquarters.

The regimental headquarters of the 358th regiment of the front-line duty troops.

"Report, the division headquarters ordered, the division headquarters and other troops are evacuating, and the 358th regiment is responsible for the rear cover, there must be no mistake!"

"Got it!" Regiment Leader Pang Zhiwen frowned.

Liu Qi, the commander of the first battalion at the regiment headquarters, immediately shouted: ", isn't it, let's be the queen of our palace, are we all raised by our stepmothers, why is this nine-life work always done by our regiment?" ”

"Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about? What stepmother raised? It's just that the division of labor is different, what kind of mother-in-law? Li Bin, chief of staff of the regiment, immediately corrected.

Liu Qi, the commander of the first battalion, suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Hey, the group seat is an angry little daughter-in-law, and the staff seat is a good old man, our regiment is destined to be cannon fodder!" ”

"Your uncle, what nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu kicked you to death!" Li Bin flew up with a kick, and Liu Qi, who had been prepared, dodged away with the enemy's first opportunity.

"Alright, stop complaining. Isn't it just a broken queen? We haven't fought any tough battles, is this a thing? The head of the regiment said very manly.

Well, Liu Qi admitted that he was defeated and spread his hands.

Chief of Staff Li Bin then said: "The great leader Li Weiguo once said that we must despise the enemy strategically, so we are not afraid of breaking off the task, but we must attach importance to the enemy tactically, so we must take it seriously." The vanguard of the Anglo-French army was 20,000 men, and our regiment numbered more than 1,500 people, and the enemy's strength was 20 times ours. It's an uphill battle. ”

The mission of the queen of the palace is generally nine deaths, and even if it is not completely annihilated, it will basically be hit hard.

For the 358th Regiment, the regiment commander is very capable, but his personality is too stiff, and the opportunities for promotion have been ruined, and the 129th Division will still put the 358th Regiment in front every time it has a combat mission. When it comes to rewarding meritorious deeds, it is the last.

However, the more such people are, the more capable they are, and the 358 regiment has become extremely effective because of the regiment commander Pang Zhiwen. In the annual routine military exercises of the Nanyang Army, miracles were created many times, which attracted the attention of the commanders of the front-line ace troops, but unfortunately he refused to talk to Pang Zhiwen many times to transfer him to the front-line troops. The reason is just that he has feelings for the 129th Division.

There has always been a popular saying in the 358th regiment that the regiment commander is an angry little daughter-in-law who has a relationship with the division commander. As for the specific relationship between the two. It's always been a secret.

Pang Zhiwen said: "The fortifications built by our regiment are very strong, and a large number of ground radium are arranged in front of the position, and there is no problem at all to hold on for an hour." ”

Li Bin nodded and said, "In one hour, the division headquarters and other brigades are enough to withdraw to the west bank." ”

At this time, the sound of artillery sounded over the town of White Lotus, and the vanguard of the Anglo-French army had arrived and quickly launched an attack, apparently they had discovered that the main force of the opponent was retreating, and wanted to pursue and seize the pontoon bridge.

"The forward position has exchanged fire, the commander of the first battalion, you immediately take a battalion up, if you don't hold on for an hour, Lao Tzu will shoot you!" Li Bin threatened.

Liu Qi cried and said, "Our regiment has four battalions, why do you want us to go to one battalion?" ”

Pang Zhiwen suddenly scolded: "You talk a lot of nonsense! ”

Li Bin smiled evilly: "Who made you the most capable just now, who are you not on?" ”

The commanders of the other three battalions immediately laughed and gloated.

Pang Zhiwen suddenly said angrily: "Don't be happy, press them all, they are all the main forces, Lao Tzu doesn't need reserves!" ”

Well, the other three battalion commanders were also happy in vain.

In front of the position, the officers and men of the first battalion of the 358th Regiment were lying on the trench inclined at 75 degrees, with only a head and a gun exposed on the ground.

The artillery fire of the British and French forces was very fierce, the British army was an average of 200 people and one gun, the French army was an average of 100 people and one gun, and the 20,000 British and French troops dispatched a total of 150 artillery pieces, while the 358th Regiment only had 27 guns, all of which were 59 infantry guns eliminated by the front-line troops, and the firepower and number were inferior to the British and French forces.

However, the 358th Regiment had an advantage, that is, trench defensive positions.

Although the infantry guns of the British and French forces were large in number and firepower, they were all cannons, and the shells fired directly, and the soldiers of the 358th Regiment hid in trenches and hiding holes, which could greatly reduce casualties.

When the British and French forces charged, their artillery fire would cease or extend, and the officers and men of the 358th Regiment would be able to come out of the pit and hide in the trenches to shoot.

Boom! Boom!

After several rounds of artillery bombardment, the British and French forces saw that the 358th Regiment on the opposite side was not moving, so they launched an infantry charge and stopped the artillery fire.

Although the Anglo-French forces have used advanced breech-loading rifles, the tactics have not changed, and they are still infantry line tactics, but they are no longer the previous three-row rotation tactics, because with advanced breech-loading rifles, only one row of soldiers is enough.

Seeing the British and French companies rushing over in a neat queue, Liu Qi, the commander of the first battalion, took a sip and scolded with a smile: "These foreign devils really don't remember to eat!" ”

Previously, the 129th Division had already abandoned three lines of defense in a row, so naturally it did not get out of the way in vain, but only withdrew after fighting with the British and French forces, and was already familiar with the offensive tactics of the British and French forces.

At this moment, the British and French forces did not change their tactics at all, and in the eyes of Liu Qi, the commander of the first battalion, they were completely live targets.

Bang Bang Bang ......

At a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, the British and French forces were already shooting.

Rows of bullets came over, and the momentum was cautious, but unfortunately they couldn't hit people at all.

At a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, the vision is almost blurry, and it is impossible to see people clearly, let alone hide in the trenches, which is absolutely impossible to fight.

The officers and soldiers of the 358th Regiment scolded the British and French forces for being stupid. Of course, from the perspective of the British and French forces, this is called taking the lead, according to the way of thinking of Westerners, they just hope that the officers and soldiers of the 358th Regiment will be frightened and then surrender on their own initiative.

"One hundred meters!"

"Ready! Listen to me! ”

"Sixty meters!"

"Hit!"

For the front-line troops of the Nanyang Army, they will generally fire at a distance of 50 meters, because this can maximize the attack efficiency and kill efficiency. But the 358th Regiment opened fire at a distance of sixty meters, indicating that the shooting level of their soldiers was very high, and it had reached or even exceeded the shooting level of the front-line troops.

Bang Bang ......

Gunshots rained down. The two sides exchanged fierce fire.

The British and French troops, who stood in rows as live targets, suffered heavy casualties, but the Nanyang Army, which was hiding in the trenches and shooting, was almost not injured, and the advantage of trench tactics in this one was brought into full play.

The soldiers of the Anglo-French army also seemed to realize that the enemy in the trenches was not easy to fight, but their commanders were brainless and did not know how to be flexible, and only knew how to fight according to the tactics of the military school textbooks.

Of course, the most important thing is that in the Western armies of this era, the commanders were basically nobles, and the soldiers were bankrupt civilians or criminals with criminal records. The commander does not care at all about the death or injury of such people.

Knock knock!

The artillery battalion directly under the 358th Regiment hidden in the hollow opened fire, and the 27 Type 59 infantry guns fired a salvo, which immediately exploded in the British and French forces.

Three rounds of rapid fire!

In an instant, the British and French forces were blown upside down, and the originally neat formation was torn apart in an instant. At sixes and sevens.

The British and French officers standing behind the command hurriedly shouted, and the first to turn around and flee, and the first wave of attacks suddenly failed.

"Bastard!"

Colonel Payne, the forward commander of the Anglo-French forces who supervised the battle, only scolded angrily, and did not blame his men. Because everyone is a nobleman, you can't look up and look down, as long as it's not a responsibility that you can't bear. None of them are too harsh.

"Artillery ready! Wipe out the enemy artillery positions! ”

Soon, the artillery fire of the British and French forces began to prepare, because the artillery battalion of the 358th Regiment was hidden in a low-lying place, it was difficult to be locked, and by the time the artillery fire of the British and French troops was prepared and three rounds of carpet shelling began, the artillery battalion of the 358th Regiment had already moved to the second reserve position.

After three rounds of shelling, the signal corps reported.

"Report, sir, there was a big explosion in the enemy artillery position, judge that the enemy artillery was destroyed!"

Payne nodded with satisfaction, in his eyes, the Nanyang Army had become synonymous with vulnerability, because he had broken through three lines of defense in a row.

"Very well, order the artillery to re-launch artillery strikes on enemy positions, bomb me hard, I don't want to see another enemy alive!"

Soon, the artillery of the British and French vanguard army adjusted their artillery fire again and launched a fierce artillery bombardment of the position of the 358th Regiment at the entrance of Bailian Town.

This time the artillery fire lasted for a long time, as long as 15 minutes, and thousands of shells fell on the position, and in an instant the flames were raging, and the smoke and dust were billowing out, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The wind blew away the smoke and dust, and Payne looked through the binoculars and did not seem to see any signs of activity in the Nanyang Army.

"Order the South African Corps and the French Corps to attack from the left and right flanks respectively, and this time be sure to break through the enemy positions!"

The order was given, and the Anglo-French vanguard again lined up and re-launched the assault.

In the I-shaped trench position at the entrance of Bailian Town, in the hidden soldier cave, the officers and soldiers of the 358th Regiment came out with their waists bent out, quickly entered the position, and deployed defense.

At the same time, the artillery battalion of the 358th regiment began to prepare, this time aiming at the middle of the Anglo-French vanguard.

"Five rounds of rapid fire, fire!"

Knock knock! Knock knock!

Twenty-seven Type 59 infantry guns opened fire fiercely, and one shell after another fell into the middle of the British and French vanguard positions.

The shells exploded violently, and in an instant, there was a fierce fire and smoke billowed out.

The British and French vanguard in the middle section was suddenly blown up, the formation was chaotic, and there were countless casualties.

The British and French vanguard in the latter part looked bad, and immediately turned around and withdrew, they had experience, and this situation must run, otherwise it would be a death, because the shells do not have long eyes, regardless of whether they are nobles or commoners.

"Call me!"

At this time, the 358th Regiment began to counterattack, and the soldiers in the trenches opened fire one after another, shooting at the British and French soldiers in the front.

Rows of bullets hit past, dense like rain, and instantly hit the enemy's flesh and blood.

"Retreat! Retreat! ”

The British and French commanders shouted, and without hesitation, retreated again.

There were piles of corpses left on the battlefield, the red and white uniforms were the British army, and the black and white uniforms were the French army, more than a thousand people.

"Hell this Nima!"

"Rice bucket! Eater! It's all fucking rice buckets! ”

Payne was furious and sprayed the commander of the artillery corps and the commander of the infantry on the head of the dog's blood.

"Your Excellency Colonel, it's not that we don't work hard, it's that the enemy army is too cunning!"

"Yes, they hide inside the trench fortifications like turtles with shrunken heads, and it will be difficult for our shells and bullets to hit them!"

Looking at the disgraced faces of his subordinates, Payne was about to collapse.

If this Nima does not take Bailian Town, the 129th Division on the other side of the Huangpu River will all run to the other side, and the goal of annihilating the 129th Division will not be completed, and even the pontoon bridge on the Huangpu River may not be able to grab it, because the enemy will definitely blow up the pontoon bridge.

Payne walked back and forth, and suddenly an inspiration flashed.

"Can you bypass White Lotus Town and go straight to the White Lotus Jing Wharf?"

"Your Excellency Colonel is too wise!"

"But if we make a detour, the defenders of White Lotus Town will definitely attack our flank, and at that time, I am afraid that our army will be flanked from front to back, and it will be immediately miserable!"

"Your Excellency Colonel is too wise!"

"Nima......" Payne yelled, "Can't you give me a little constructive advice?" ”

"Your Excellency Colonel is wise!"

“……”

Payne almost vomited blood, what constructive advice could a group of aristocratic sons who came to the army gild?

To hell with the!

Payne had no choice but to continue to attack from the front.

But he was already ruthless, and if he couldn't complete the task, everything was a floating cloud, go fuck the aristocratic gilded regiment, and before the shelling was over, he forced the British and French vanguard to launch a full-scale charge, regardless of the consequences.

Not an impact, but a charge, a word difference, the situation is completely different, the latter do not go to the offensive to shoot, only ask to rush to the enemy's position as quickly as possible, it is a way of playing with life, regardless of any cost, only suitable for the situation of bullying less with more.

The British and French vanguard launched a charge at the fastest speed, a distance of 100 meters, so fast that it only took more than ten seconds.

The officers and men of the 358th Regiment did not expect the British and French troops to be so crazy, knowing that the artillery fire did not stop and rashly launched a charge, and the shells did not have long eyes, and they would accidentally injure their own people.

However, the British and French armies have gone mad and cannot be analyzed with normal human thinking.

"A battalion! Follow me! ”

Liu Qi shouted loudly, braved the enemy's artillery fire, and was the first to drill out of the hidden soldier hole and rush to the position.

Subsequently, the officers and men of the 1st battalion quickly followed, and despite the explosion of artillery shells around them, they resolutely entered the position and began to fight.

The same was true of the other officers and men of the 358th Regiment, and not a single soldier was afraid.

This is the 358th Regiment, the 129th Division's Sharp Knife Regiment, and the elite of the Chuansha Town Guard, which is not inferior to the regular troops of the Nanyang Army.

The cannon roared, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

There were still five minutes left before the last time to cover the retreat of the large forces, but the battle between the two sides entered a white heat at this moment.

A minute later, after paying the heavy price of thousands of men, the British and French vanguard finally rushed to the position of the 358th Regiment in White Lotus Town, and an even more brutal white-knuckle battle broke out between the two sides in an instant.

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At the end of the chapter, I wish you all a happy new year and a happy family! (To be continued.) )

PS: On Chinese New Year's Eve, I wish you a happy New Year and a happy family!