Although the weather in December in the far south is still warm as spring, in December in eastern Liaodong, it is already a cold winter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There was even a light snow here a few days ago and the temperature was already low enough to be described as cold.

It can be said that the current Yalu River, the river surface may become a white ice field at any time due to freezing. It can also be said that the soldiers of the Ming Empire launched a large-scale battle to cross the river at the most unsuitable time. Liaodong's 1st Army and 2nd Army, with more than 400,000 troops, launched a fierce offensive against the Japanese army in the ice and snow.

Standing in the front-line command post by the river, Yang Zizhen put down the telescope in his hand with a smile on his face and took his eyes off the position in the center of the river. He turned to his operational map and listened to his chief of staff explain the plans for the troops after they crossed the river.

Once upon a time, he also did this job, and the object of the report was Wang Jue, who was too young to speak. Although Wang Jue usually gives the impression of a gentle young man, when it comes to war, he will immediately transform into a stern and thoughtful combat command expert.

In his heart, Yang Zizhen hopes that he can achieve Wang Jue's level, so he also learns Wang Jue's thinking mode intentionally or unintentionally, and tries to be foolproof and prepared. When he took over the 2nd Army, many veterans looked down on him, but a year later he was able to command the new Army.

"The 2nd Infantry Corps and the 12th Infantry Corps will occupy the Japanese coastal defense line in front, and the Boat Bridge troops will immediately build pontoon bridges to ensure the advance of our main armored forces." His combat staff officer drew circles on the map in front of him with a whip, and carefully explained the assignments of each unit.

"The two armored divisions of the 2nd Panzer Army will cross the Yalu River between Chushan and Manpu...... If all goes well, in 20 hours we can move the headquarters forward to the Three Giants. The staff officer pointed to several important locations on the map, so that Yang Zizhen finally focused his attention on the little-known small village of Sanjuli.

"The progress is too slow, and we, as a roundabout and outflanking force, cannot only use the purpose of crossing the river as the purpose of the campaign! Jiangjie and Heechuan should be within our attack range! The speed of our advance should not be limited, it should be based on the speed of the enemy's retreat! Yang Zizhen gave his opinion, and then closed his mouth and continued to look at the map, he was thinking about the question: if Wang Jue stood in his position now, what kind of decision would he make.

The direction of the attack of the 2nd Group Army was to the position north of the entire Yalu River, and Yang Zizhen's combat mission was to advance to Heecheon and then to Tokugawa or even Sunchon in accordance with the pre-planned battle plan, so as to encircle the main force of the Japanese army in the plain area and strive to annihilate it completely. The plan almost avoided the hilly and mountainous areas of North Korea, and focused the main battlefield of the decisive battle on the narrow Korean plains, where tanks were more likely to be used.

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"That's right! I'm just suspicious! Who said that the Ming Empire has my Wang Jue's direction as the main direction of attack? I'm going to prove one thing to the world! Without my Wang Jue, my Ming Empire still has thousands of proud soldiers and fierce generals to open up territory for my Ming Empire! In the far southeast, Wang Jue smiled at Sima Mingwei and said: "Since there are no flaws in the southeast peninsula, then we will fight the Japanese Empire first!" Japan and Ceylon were allies, and to weaken either of them was to weaken the enemy's strength for the Ming Empire. ”

He lifted the map of the Southeast Peninsula, which he was tired of looking at, that had been stamped on top these days, and revealed the map of the Korean Peninsula below: "Hehe! Zhang Jianjun and Yang Zizhen, plus thousands of tanks and assault guns! I'd like to see if Japan is capable of taking my trick! ”

"The way you think is really good, and it is indeed a stroke of genius to invest the latest main force of the air force in the north, but after all, the current weather is very unfavorable to us, and I don't know if Zhang Jianjun and Yang Zizhen can advance the battlefield to the south to a suitable position before the coldest weather arrives." Compared with Wang Jue's optimism, Sima Mingwei, as a veteran, thought about the problem more comprehensively, he was worried about the adverse effects of the weather, and he was also worried about the narrow terrain on the Korean Peninsula that was not conducive to the development of the Ming army.

"If the Air Force performs well enough, I think the victory or defeat on the banks of the Yalu River will be known now!" Wang Jue put away his smile and said to Sima Mingwei with a solemn face: "You haven't seen the new air force, so you don't know about it...... I still think that the Air Force may be the future of war. ”

Sima Mingwei was obviously not as sure as Wang Jue, he shook his head and said: "I have seen the winter in the northeast, even if the air force weakens the Japanese defense line along the river by two-thirds, crossing the river in this weather will suffer terrible losses. Believe me, this is an absolute terrible disaster. ”

"War, of course, there will be sacrifices...... Maybe it's me, maybe it's you, we're always going to die on the battlefield. Wang Jue said to Sima Mingwei firmly: "If there is a choice, I don't want to send them to death at this time...... However, I had no choice. ”

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The tracer bullet left a slender and dazzling trail in the air, indicating the angle of deviation between the bullet and the target, and helping the enemy to locate the hidden machine-gun bunker.

Rows and rows of bullets struck the river, splashing straight or curved columns of water. At the front of the boat crossing the river, the soldiers of the Ming Empire were also frantically pulling the trigger, using the barrage formed by machine guns to cover the friendly soldiers behind them. The river was already filled with the corpses of soldiers, and the water around them was still glowing with a faint red light.

"Suddenly! Dodo! "There was a volley of bullets that hit the water, leaving several holes in the bodies that passed by. The ships of the Ming Empire on both sides were still rushing forward, sending batches of soldiers to the other side of the Yalu River. Send them to occupy the opposite position, send them farther away to die.

The river water in December was bitterly cold, and if the soldiers of the Ming Empire fell into the river, they would almost be declared dead. These soldiers wore cotton uniforms, which were as heavy as armor after being soaked in the river, and many soldiers drowned and froze to death in the river because they were still carrying weapons and even **** and other engineering equipment.

What is even more desperate is that in order to pursue efficiency and try not to run aground on the riverbank, the boats of the Ming Empire will unload the soldiers in advance, and the soldiers can only drown more than knee-high water, braving the rain of bullets and rushing to the enemy's pillboxes and barbed wire.

"I'm X!" Mo Dongshan, who jumped into the water, felt that his feet were instantly numb in the cold river water. At that moment, he even suspected that his shoes were stuffed with broken glass, and it hurt so much that he wanted to scold his mother after only taking one step. For a moment he didn't even care about the bullets hitting the water beside him, and just wanted to hurry to the shore to see if his feet were still attached to his legs.

He pressed the new Type 32 submachine gun on his chest with one hand, and trudged in the river with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the friendly soldiers who fell beside him were pulled up by his hand, bypassing a corpse, and he finally found that his calf was exposed to the water. There was a crater in front of him that had been filled with river water, and there were at least 20 frightened Ming Empire soldiers crawling in it.

"Get up! Get up! Advance! You're huddled here waiting to die! Follow me to survive! Fast! He stood on the edge of the crater, letting the bullets fly past him, letting the bullets splash gravel at his feet. Mo Dongshan shouted at the people inside the crater, encouraging them to continue to advance and take the Japanese position.

One soldier stood up, holding his Type 31 rifle and attacking with Mo Dongshan, while a second soldier behind him also stood up, and these men crossed the bank of the river that was already covered with corpses and lay down in front of a barbed wire. They were flanked by dozens of Ming Empire soldiers who had attacked here earlier, relying on corpses and some ravines to launch fierce fire on the Japanese troops on the opposite side.

Behind them, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, although the Japanese defense line had been destroyed by Lei Gong 1 dive bombers and cannons of various calibers, but it still made the soldiers of the Ming Empire pay the price of losing hundreds of people in the first time.

"Whew!" Just as the two sides were shooting at each other through barbed wire and some sandbags, there was a sharp sound of air currents splitting in the sky. A Lei Gong 1 dive bomber, which had reloaded its bombs and returned to the battlefield, was rushing vertically from the sky at a terrifying angle, aiming at the Japanese pillboxes that were slaughtering the soldiers of the Ming Empire.

"Click!" With a slight sound, a 300-kilogram aerial bomb broke away from the plane's pylon, followed its own trajectory of inertia, and crashed straight into the reinforced concrete machine gun bunker that sprayed tongues of fire. At this time, the Lei Gong 1 dive bomber that dropped the bomb had already pulled up its nose and flown away, and on the ground behind it, only more than one meter away from the pillbox, the bomb hit the ground and exploded violently.

The black smoke from the huge explosion suddenly engulfed the Japanese pillbox that was still arrogant just now, and the dense gunfire also stopped, Mo Dongshan pressed the steel helmet above his head with one hand, and with this black smoke, he staggered up from the ground, crossed the barbed wire stake that had fallen, and jumped into the trench of the Japanese army. (To be continued.) )