The third part of the Bloody War of Resistance, Chapter 8, the Trick, Section 9, the Horn

In the city of Hankou, the cannon roared, Wang Guobin did not put all his troops behind the tank regiment, while waiting for the sappers to build the bridge, he quietly moved the 102nd Division south to the area of Panlongcheng in the southern section of Fuhe, and when launching a frontal attack, the 102nd Division forced the Hanbei River, and the puppet army guarding this section of the river ran backwards regardless of the threat of the Japanese advisers. //。 ǒm/

The commander of the Wuhan garrison, Junzaburo Shimoura, urgently asked for help from Anan Weiji, and on the other hand, he quickly adjusted the deployment, placing the puppet army on the first line and the Japanese army on the second line, strictly prohibiting retreat, and the Japanese army on the second line was responsible for supervising the battle.

The two Chinese soldiers rushed into Hankou like mercury, passing through houses and houses in the narrow streets, rushing towards the Yangtze River and towards the Han River. The puppet army that was blocking on the front line quickly collapsed, they had a squadron in front of them, and a Japanese army supervising the battle in the back, and there was no way to escape, so they simply threw away their guns and knelt down to the side to surrender.

The attack went smoothly and Wuhan was in sight, and the morale of the Chinese soldiers was high and they rushed all the way to the railway station. A fierce battle immediately ensued on the front line of the Hankou railway station, and Xiapu drew 500 troops from his small army and placed them here, and the entire railway station was full of firepower points inside and outside.

Bullets, burning in the air, draw a shining trajectory; The shells, with a whistling sound, tore the ground apart.

Between the scars and broken walls, figures jumped, and groups of Chinese soldiers rushed into the train station under the cover of tanks; The Japanese army resisted desperately, and Xiapu personally led more than 100 reinforcements to roar over and fight back desperately. But there were too many squadrons, and the tide-like attacks were wave after wave, and the Japanese defense line was crumbling.

"Boom" "Boom"

At the critical moment, a group of shells fell from the sky and exploded behind the squadron, cutting the continuous shock wave into two sections at once. On the Yangtze River, eight warships were like eight fire-breathing volcanoes, and their guns were facing Hankow, firing fiercely.

"He's **, he's" Wang Guobin had already followed him outside Hankou City, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but scold the jeep: "What is the Air Force doing so many warships on the Yangtze River, I didn't find out what they were eating"

There was no need to look at it at all, just listening to the whistling of artillery shells, Wang Guobin knew that this was by no means something that army artillery could fire, and according to the intelligence from the war zone, there were no Japanese warships at the Wuhan wharf.

"Immediately telegraphed to the theater command that there were a large number of Japanese warships at the Wuhan dock, and we were being bombed by them." After Wang Guobin lost his temper, he turned his head and said to the operator, who immediately reported to the headquarters.

"Order the troops to retreat first." Wang Guobin felt that if he did not deal with the Japanese fleet on the Yangtze River first, the attack would suffer too many casualties.

The troops retreated one after another, and Du Zhenkui, the regiment commander who led the troops to attack, hurriedly ran in front of Wang Guobin.

"The commander asked me to lead the troops to charge again." Du Zhenkui was sweating profusely, carrying a Type 39 semi-automatic rifle and rushing to Wang Guobin to plead.

"Don't forget the Songhu War of Resistance" Wang Guobin's anger is also quite big, and the honor of being the first to rush into Wuhan is almost a little bit. The entire Fifth War Zone has been fighting bloody and hard for more than a month, and everyone up and down is holding their breath, not wanting to give up this honor to the Ninth War Zone.

The three towns of Wuhan, the most important thing is Wuchang, when the Northern Expedition was made, the Northern Expeditionary Army was the first to capture Hankou and Hanyang, and then besieged Wuchang for more than 40 days before finally conquering Wuchang, and conquering Wuchang is the ultimate symbol of the occupation of Wuhan.

"Pull me up the 105 heavy gun." Wang Guobin shouted angrily that according to Zhuang Jihua's order, when attacking Hankou and Hanyang, artillery and tanks of more than 105 caliber were not allowed, and in addition, the troops were advancing too quickly after crossing the Fu River, so that the 105 howitzers were left behind.

At this moment, there was a fierce cannon sound on the west bank of the Han River, Wang Guobin hurriedly climbed a broken wall, looked over there, and saw thick smoke billowing in the direction of Hanyang, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

"Wang Jingjiu's movements are not slow." Wang Guobin thought in his heart, he jumped off the broken wall and shouted at the operator: "Let the heavy artillery regiment hurry up and transfer the heavy artillery brigade of the group army."

Wang Guobin and Wang Jingjiu entered Hankou and Hanyang one after another, which greatly stimulated Chen Cheng and Xue Yue, Chen Cheng personally flew to the battlefield by plane to supervise the battle, and Xue Yue and the commanders and commanders of the group army all went to the front line.

rocket artillery, 150 heavy artillery, took turns bombarding the Japanese positions, the smoke of gunpowder blinded the sun, dyeing the day into night; The light of the fire turns night into day. As soon as the artillery fire had passed, a large number of planes flew over the Japanese positions, and bombs rained down from the sky, turning those days into nights again.

On the ground, the commanders and division commanders of all armies came to the front line to supervise the battle, and the squadron launched a wave of attacks. The crumbling defense line finally collapsed, and Xue Yue finally fought his way through the hills of Hesheng Bridge. Shunjiro Takeuchi fought and left, quickly retreated, and after withdrawing through Jiangxia District, he did not withdraw directly to Wuchang, but turned to Jiufeng Mountain in the northeast.

Xue Yue did not guess why Shunjiro Takeuchi retreated to the northeast, he sent the 30th Army to pursue Takeuchi, and with the 18th Army as the vanguard, he rushed to Wuchang.

The squadrons around Wuhan have come to Wuhan one after another, and the three towns of Wuhan will be full of artillery fire in the blink of an eye.

On the wharf, the expatriates listened in fear to the sound of artillery on all sides, and groups of soldiers passed by them, hurriedly boarded the boats waiting at the wharf, and left as soon as the boats were full. The nearly two days of waiting had exhausted the expatriates, and the abruptly intensified artillery fire terrified them even more, knowing full well that once the troops withdrew, the angry Chinese would tear them to pieces.

Another group of soldiers, covered in smoke and blood, hurried from the city, and the officer who led the group saluted a major general standing at the pier, and then waited with the soldiers, and the boat full of soldiers had just left the dock when another boat was approaching. At another berth, another group of soldiers was embarking.

"General, when are we on board," asked an old man with gray hair, approaching the Major General who was commanding at the docks.

"Don't be in a hurry," replied the Rear Admiral with a pleasant face, "You see, the commander is still there, and he has not yet boarded the ship. ”

Anan stood in the most conspicuous part of the docks, and by now he had rejected three suggestions to let him on board, silently looking at the city he had once stepped on under the horse's hooves, when it was so submissive, but now he felt that it was on the eve of an eruption.

The sky gradually darkened, Anan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as it was dark, the threat from the sky disappeared, and the Chinese air force rarely dispatched at night, so that at least there could be a whole night to retreat.

"Boom" "Boom" Several huge water columns rose on the surface of the river, three fighters flew down from the clouds, several chains of fire scraped on the ground, bluestone slabs shattered, on the dock, the crowd dodged to both sides, and the adjutant rushed up to pull Anan Weiji away, but Anan Weiji was angrily pushed away.

Anan Weiji very much hopes that those bullets will pierce his body, the fiasco in northern Hubei and the loss of Wuhan, and now the dispatch army headquarters and the military department have not settled accounts with him, but after evacuating Wuhan, they will definitely have to settle this account with themselves, even if they don't count this account, he himself can't forgive himself, in the past two months, he buried 100,000 imperial soldiers, to some extent, also buried this war.

From the beginning of the Zhina army's counterattack in Dahongshan, the pain has been tearing at his heart, like a knife slowly cutting his heart, making the pain unbearable.

The planes continued to wreak havoc, but the sunset began to dominate the sky, and the horizon became blood-red.

The sound of gunfire and artillery was still rumbling, and the attack of the squadron did not slow down at all due to time, and what was even more dangerous was that fierce gunfire was also heard in Wuchang City.

From the end of the road there was a group of people, these people did not look like soldiers, dressed in all kinds of clothing, they dragged and stumbled towards the dock, the expatriates were relatively quiet at first, but then began to commotion, as an old man greeted him, many old people and children met him, and the cry gradually came, gradually increased.

"Where's Mom?" A child pulled the corner of a middle-aged man's clothes and asked, a big tear slipped over the middle-aged man's face, and he picked up the child wordlessly, and more people hugged him wordlessly.

There are also hundreds of old people and children looking for them in the crowd in a daze, fathers, sons, daughters, who left their homes ten days ago, took up arms, and went to the battlefield, and now, they have not returned.

The crying became louder and louder, the old man cried silently, and then the child began to scream, and the crying on the dock was repeated.

The soldiers waiting to board the ship around them looked at them silently, their eyes showing sadness.

Seeing this scene, the major general sighed slightly in his heart, this group of soldiers in the township can come back alive, there is no doubt that it was the kindness of the front-line commander who did not let them launch a death counterattack.

Just when he didn't know whether to go up and interrupt them, he saw Anan Wei walking in front of them with the steps of soldiers, bowing deeply to them, and then keeping this posture still, the weeping expatriates reacted, held back their tears, and saluted him collectively, and several old men walked up to him and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I beg your pardon, General."

"I'm sorry, it's my responsibility." Anan only got up after he finished speaking, and turned around and left without waiting for the old man to reply.

The Rear Admiral hurriedly walked up to the expatriates and beckoned them to board the ship. The expatriates carried boxes and led their children to the boat. The quay, which numbered more than 3,000 people, quickly filled four wooden sailboats, which had a deep draft, and slowly sailed away from the pier.

In the dark night, the last boat sailed away from the dock, this one had just left the dock, a blue sky and white sun flag rushed to the dock in the firelight, and the remaining small group of soldiers were still desperately resisting at the dock, and they had no chance to leave.

When the sun pierced through the clouds and dawn returned to the earth, the gunfire subsided, the cannon fire disappeared, the blue sky and white sun flags fluttered high in the Wuhan city government building, and the soldiers fell tired and fell asleep in the rubble.

Citizens rushed out from all corners, poured into the streets, flocked to the Insurrection Gate, and everywhere there were cheering crowds, everywhere there were happy citizens. The jeep was draped in red ribbons, and the cannons were wrapped in colorful satin. Countless people poured into the grocery stores, dropped their money, picked up wine and ran, delivered to the weary soldiers.

Wuhan became a sea of joy

I beg your pardon for being a little late today

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