This is Anju, North Korea, where fighting has hardly ceased since the start of the Sino-Japanese war. Every day there was constant artillery fire, gunfire continued, and both sides of the war suffered heavy casualties.

The main force fighting the Japanese army in Anju was the "Goryeo Independent Army", which was supported by the Chinese Air Force squadron, and this unit, which consisted mainly of Koreans, had been holding out in Anju for more than ten days.

As the opponent of the "Goryeo Independence Army", the Japanese troops on the other side of the Cheongchon River were still accumulating strength. Not only the number of troops is increasing day by day. Moreover, the logistics supply is also very sufficient, and the long-range howitzer can cross the Cheongchon River to the "Goryeo Independence Army" on the opposite bank. Wanton dumping of artillery fire from the positions.

If it weren't for the efforts of the advisers in the army to maintain it, I am afraid that this "Goryeo Independent Army" defending Anju would have collapsed long ago, because in front of them were not only the Japanese attack troops from the south bank of the Qing River, but also behind them, there were also Japanese colonial troops from the northern Korean garrison, and the situation was very dangerous. It is very intolerable to be able to persist until now

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Jiang Huwu knew very well about the current difficult situation, but at present, he had no choice, because now that the Japanese army had formed an encirclement of Anzhou, even if he wanted to retreat, he couldn't do it now, not only because of the lack of ammunition. More importantly, the morale and morale of the "Goryeo Independent Army" are already very low, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time, and under this kind of military morale, the best choice is not to retreat, but to hold on, and hold on to it until it can no longer hold on. Or hold out until reinforcements arrive.

When will reinforcements arrive? on this. Jiang Langwu and all the advisers on the Chinese affairs could not give an accurate answer, the reason is very simple, because just two days ago, the last wireless telegraph of the unit was destroyed by Japanese artillery fire, and now it is impossible to get in touch with the rear. The aerial bombs loaded on the submarine were detonated by Japanese artillery fire, and the submarine was torn to pieces on the Qingchuan River, and none of the officers and men survived.

Without the supply submarines, the fall of Anzhou was only a matter of time, and as a military adviser sent by China, Jiang Huwu knew very well that they could only extend the holding time as long as possible. As for how long it will be able to hold out, no one can answer.

"Whoosh.

A bullet whistled past Jiang Keywu's top, which stimulated his somewhat numb nerves slightly, but he didn't make any subconscious tactical moves, he still just stood in the trench, holding a telescope and looking at the other side of the Qingchuan River.

Anju is located at the mouth of the Cheongcheon River, which is divided into two cities, the north and the south, as early as five days ago, the southern city has been completely occupied by the Japanese army, and now the "Goryeo Independent Army" can control only the northern city. Moreover, the flanks were also exposed to Japanese firepower, and due to the lack of ammunition and fuel in the air squadron, it was no longer possible to suppress the Japanese artillery positions in the air.

Now, the two warring sides are facing each other across the Cheongcheon River. As a military adviser, Jiang Huwu has been on the front line on the bank of the river for almost five days, and he has to command the troops to counterattack every day, and he is already exhausted.

"Whoosh"

Another stray bullet from the Japanese army swept over Jiang Huwu's head, making his groggy brain a little clearer.

"It looks like the Japanese army is about to launch a general attack."

From the telescope, Jiang Huwu saw the abnormal movement on the Japanese position on the other side, because the "Goryeo Independent Army" had completely destroyed the railway bridge on the Qing River, and now the Japanese army could only rely on small boats to cross the river, and only by crossing the river to establish a beachhead could the Japanese army send sappers to erect a pontoon bridge on the Qingchuan River and transport heavy equipment across the river. In order to carry out this tactic, the Japanese had already dumped enough artillery shells on the opposite shore and had now assembled enough ships to wait for the order to attack.

Jiang Xie Wu retracted his head into the trench and bent his waist towards the command post.

After entering the command post, Jiang Langwu picked up the field phone. After shaking through the headquarters, he reported the abnormal movements of the Japanese troops on the front line to the staff officer on duty at the headquarters, but the order from the higher authorities was still "defend in place." "I don't agree with Jiang Huwu's suggestion to use artillery to preemptively use artillery, after all, there are not many shells now. Moreover, it is indeed too risky to drag field guns to the front line, and the Japanese army's long-range howitzers can easily destroy these field guns.

Jiang Lingwu can also understand the worries of his superiors. Now the troops are suffering more than half of the casualties, and the morale is low. The heart of the army is shaken, one. If it is not handled properly, the whole front will collapse, and then there is no need for the Japanese army to come and fight, and they themselves will scatter in a hurry.

The discipline of the troops is now maintained entirely by the same hatred of the enemy, and many Korean officers and soldiers do not want to leave, but because they cannot go, there are enemies in the south and enemies in the north, and everyone knows very well what will happen if they fall into the hands of the enemy. Jian Shu is concave and said that Xunshan is not the same body clam, and it is good to read and go outside, "The line position of the female Burmese against the Japanese army can still be held, so the military heart, ten and will not come out today... In the event of a defeat, we will be able to hold on for more time and support and respond to the war on the Liaodong Peninsula.

Pressing down the phone, Jiang Huwu walked out of the command post, and at this moment, he heard a roar of motives in the sky, so he looked up at the sky and saw a light bomber of the Chinese Air Force flying over the Qing" River, and the aerial bomb hanging by the plane was faintly visible.

This is probably the last air raid carried out by the Air Force's Anju Task Force on the Japanese position. Because just last night, Jiang Langwu personally went to the temporary airport in Beicheng to count the ammunition in the air force's stockpile, and now there are only two aerial bombs left, and there is not much fuel, and just this morning, the air force has dispatched a light bomber to bomb the Japanese artillery position, and now, seeing this plane, Jiang Huwu naturally thinks that this is the last air bomb, once thrown on the Japanese position, the air force task force in Anzhou may be of no use. An airplane that has lost fuel has lost its tactical value, just like a rifle that has lost its bullets.

Just when Jiang Langwu saw the light bomber go away, several small planes flew over from the southern sky, and soon, in Jiang Xiewu's surprised gaze, there was a machine gun shooting sound in the sky, and an air battle began, and the Japanese fighters took turns to besiege the light bomber of the Chinese Air Force, and the machine gunners on the light bomber also desperately returned fire with machine guns, and the fierce battle lasted for almost two minutes. Then, a Japanese fighter dragged black smoke into the Cheongcheon River, and watched the battle on the ground as the "Goryeo Independent Army." The officers and men burst into cheers.

But not long after, the light bomber of the Chinese Air Force was also hit by a machine-gun bullet, and the motive dragged the black smoke to the ground, and only a parachute popped out of the plane, and the plane was planted headlong on the Japanese formation on the other side of the Qingchuan River, turning into a fireball, accompanied by a violent explosion, which stunned the officers and soldiers watching the battle.

"Don't be stunned, go and rescue the parachutist pilot!"

Mr. Jiang shouted loudly in Korean as the Chinese pilot who had parachuted was blown across the Cheongchon River by the wind and finally landed on the beach.

"Sharp Cover!"

Jiang Huwu immediately changed his order, and the commanders opened fire on the Japanese positions on the opposite bank to suppress the Japanese troops and cover the parachuted pilot's return from crossing the river.

The Japanese apparently wanted to capture the prisoners, and many soldiers ran out of their positions. But before they could approach the river, they were suppressed by a rain of bullets from the north of the river.

At one point, there was a burst of gunfire, and soldiers on both sides of the strait were firing at the opposite bank, and it was in this confusion that the parachutist pilot who fell on the beach quickly removed his parachute. Then he jumped into the Qing" River and swam towards his own position. From time to time, high jets of water splashed on the surface of the water around him. It was a Japanese bullet that forced the pilot to dive underwater, swim for a while, and float for air. Then I dived underwater, and then I gradually approached the shore.

Jiang Huwu ran from the trench. By the time he reached the shore position, the pilot had already been dragged into the trench by several army soldiers. The military doctor was bandaging his wounds, but his calf was grazed by a bullet, so it was fine.

"Our squadron leader is dead."

When the pilot saw Jiang Langwu, he only said one word, and then fell silent.

Only then did Jiang Keywu know that the pilot who piloted the light bomber just now was actually the squadron leader, and that was a self-stopper. The air force officer in the east, whose father once participated in the Sino-Japanese War as a naval officer and died in the war, is an officer from a military family, and Jiang Huwu knows so much.

Just when Jiang Lingwu ordered the soldiers to get the pilots back to the city, the Japanese planes in the sky were still showing off their might, and from time to time they swooped down and strafed the positions on the north bank of the river, and their arrogance was extremely arrogant.

The officers and men on the position also returned fire with rifles and machine guns, and wounded one of his flew.

"Japanese planes are coming. Bah! There are no tigers in the mountains. The monkey reigns supreme

Jiang Mingwu took a sip and walked back to the command post with hatred. After shaking the phone at the airport, telling the squadron leader the news of the death, and also inquiring about the fuel situation, when he learned that there was no fuel at the airport, Jiang Keywu hesitated for a moment, and finally gave the order to burn the plane. Even if Anju is lost, those planes must not be handed over to the Japanese.

Pressing down the phone, Jiang Keywu remembered the guerrilla troops who had infiltrated the rear of the enemy army. Due to the loss of communications, he did not know if the guerrilla forces had now begun to attack the Japanese logistics line. Now the Japanese artillery firepower is so ferocious, it is inseparable from the sufficient logistics supply, but the logistics of the Anzhou defenders have been cut off by the Japanese army's northern troops.

Jiang Mingwu walked out of the command post and observed the Japanese positions on the other side of the river for a while, at this time, the Japanese artillery bombardment was suspended again, the position was much quieter, and the Japanese troops on the opposite bank had no signs of a general attack for the time being, Jiang Langwu decided to take advantage of this time to rush to the headquarters and study the defensive plan with the commander Zhao Qi.