In Mawo, the Chinese and Japanese armies started a bloody battle.

There is no suitable word to describe this battle, only with blood, the two sides are like two red-eyed gamblers, betting on their wives, sons, houses and cars, betting on the fate of both sides.

Although the Japanese warships could not effectively observe the target, they still carried out a fierce bombardment of the possible assembly area of the squadron, especially the narrow road, which had been plowed many times, forcing the squadron to carry out logistical transportation and support in the grass and paddy fields next to it.

There was no road there, but there were more people walking, and it became a road.

On the Japanese side, on the transport ship, the devil's infantry went ashore as fast as possible. The way of exchanging large ships for small boats and docking small boats can no longer meet the needs of the front line, and some transport ships even use the method of running aground and stopping at the riverside to save the time of small boats and wooden boats.

Countless Japanese soldiers in steel helmets and yellow uniforms came ashore from their boats like locusts, and without any rectification, they completed the marshalling during the run, and then threw themselves into the casino, oh, into the battlefield.

The 107th Division, from the division commander downward, all the officers and cadres rushed to the front line, and on the improvised road, on the one hand, countless groups of troops from the rear assembly areas were thrown into the front, and on the other hand, stretcher teams composed of people carried the wounded soldiers off the battlefield.

Xu Ming glanced at it with a scissor mirror, the front was blurry, the rainy weather and the smoke on the battlefield made it impossible for the commanders of both sides to command the troops in a unified manner, and the troops on both sides crossed and intertwined with each other. A squad of some squadrons killed all the way to a distance not far from the Japanese landing ground, and his front and back were full of Japanese troops, but this squad didn't know yet, the only thing they knew was to move forward, to assault forward!

There were also Japanese squads that rushed so much that they couldn't find the north, and they rushed all the way, Xu Ming suddenly found that there were a few soldiers next to him who were wrong, and at a glance, it turned out to be Japanese soldiers!

Xu Ming doesn't think about anything now, save the vitality of the 107th Division, defend Anqing, and meet the 6th Division, he can't take care of these anymore, all the troops are all put into the front line, his own guards are all sent, and the troops are fighting to pull down!

"Battalion Commander Liu, where is our artillery now?"

"Report to the master's seat, in Liu Wei."

The artillery was there, originally the troops supporting Xinfeng, but now the two sides are staggered there, and the artillery is no longer functional.

The complex meteorological environment was the same for both sides, the Japanese naval guns could not carry out long-range attacks, and the Chinese mountain artillery could not observe the target.

Xu Ming knew that it was time to make the last money, "Battalion Commander Liu, please bombard the Japanese landing site according to the predetermined strategy." ”

This is a great challenge to the artillery battalion, once the artillery is locked by the Japanese naval guns, the largest capital of the 107th Division will be lost, and the mountain artillery is not as easy to transfer as machine guns and mortars.

The artillery battalion began to move forward, and the paved roads were temporarily paved, and the soldiers struggled to advance the mountain artillery to the designated firing positions, and next to it, a whole infantry battalion of soldiers was engaged in protection.

"Calibrated shooting Zhuyuan, azimuth 45-12, angle of fire 04-60, distance 7500 meters, high-explosive bombs - fire."

"Calibrated shooting Zhuyuan, azimuth 65-18, angle of fire 06-60, distance 6800 meters, high-explosive bombs - release."

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On the edge of the Japanese army's eastern landing site, there was a commotion, densely packed with Japanese soldiers, temporarily stacked ammunition and equipment, and a group of wounded soldiers ready to be transported to the ship. On the shore, Captain Haruta of Taiwan's No. 1 Transport Surveillance Team was commanding.

Suddenly, he heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air, "It's not good, the artillery of the Zhina. Haruta was too familiar with this Swedish-made Bofors mountain gun, which was the standard artillery of the squadron, and he often saw it during the Battle of Songhu.

In less than 5 minutes, the landing field was bombarded into flesh by the rapid attack of hundreds of shells, and Haruta's head flew high, and in the consciousness of hurrying away, he saw countless severed limbs and stumps, countless gun parts and shrapnel flying in the air.

A shell fell into the river, hitting a wooden boat, and more than 20 Japanese troops landed on the spot.

A pile of ammunition piled up on the shore, containing a large number of mortar* shells and grenades, was detonated, and three kilometers away, Shigeichi Habata glanced at the west in surprise, and he felt the earth tremble.

After 10 minutes of rapid firing, the squadron immediately left the battlefield and quickly advanced to the predetermined firing position, where it was about to carry out another artillery attack on the western landing field of the Japanese army.

The terrain of the eastern and western landing sites is different, but the misery of artillery fire is the same, and even worse in the east than in the west, because there are more people there, and there are more shells and supplies piled up.

A gasoline drum was lit, the flames were enchanting in the stormy weather, and the corpse next to it was burned into ripe meat, and the aroma wafted in the wind.

It would be better if you added some green onions and chili peppers.

The Hatada detachment couldn't bear it.

Shigeichi Hata chose the worst weather to carry out a surprise attack, and the benefits were as great as the risks, and the failure of the Japanese navy and the inability of the aviation units to dispatch greatly weakened the advantages of the Japanese army, and now he reaped the consequences.

The Potian detachment has more than 14,000 people, which is the same number as the opponent, but he is a landing operation, and his troops cannot be put into the battlefield at one time, and besides, the destruction of the vanguard of nearly 3,000 people has caused the Hatian detachment to suffer great losses.

The squadron's offensive became more and more wild, and all the troops were divided into countless battle groups in all directions to launch a continuous attack on the Japanese army.

At noon, Xinfeng was completely occupied, and Zhang Deshui's assault team, after several replenishments, finally occupied the village, and all the Japanese troops in the houses were also cleared.

The frantic counter-assault launched by the Japanese army outside Zhuangwai was also crushed, and the fields were full of shouts of Chinese soldiers, and occasionally a few screams of Japanese soldiers were heard.

After the occupation of Xinzhuang, the Japanese encirclement was rapidly reduced, and the landing ground to the east of the Japanese army was all abandoned, and the remaining Japanese army occupied a defensive ring 3 kilometers long and 1 kilometer wide to support it.

Considering that the density of the Japanese army was further increased, the squadron adopted close fortification operations, and the sappers and attacking soldiers dug trenches with sapper shovels to retract the assault distance. Each step becomes a stronghold, and then it is relied on, and then extended forward, backward, left and right.

Not only can artillery carry out intensive bombardment, machine guns and even mortars can already bombard the depth of the Japanese army, and there is no safe place in the entire Japanese defense area.

The sound of radio came from the position of the squadron, the sound was familiar to many Japanese soldiers, and Niu Zhengyi's shout was still so loud and infectious.

"Soldiers of the Potian detachment, lay down your arms, we will give preferential treatment to the prisoners!"

"You think you don't know about sneaking up in the middle of the night, but we already knew! Shiro Inaba has already revealed the news, he is afraid that you will make meritorious contributions, and you will become a ghost for the dead! ”

"Your Takahashi Ryo has been captured alive by us, and the Nagai Brigade and the Takeman Brigade are all finished!"

"There are 100,000 troops, you have been prepared for a long time, you are finished, all are finished!"

"Our armored forces are about to arrive, you're done, you're all done!"

"Lay down your arms, we will soon release you so that you can be reunited with your parents, wives and children."

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Niu Zhengyi spoke Japanese well, and the penetrating power of his voice seemed to be stronger than that of a cannonball, and all the Japanese soldiers who heard it showed extremely complicated expressions, including resentment, sadness, disdain, and helplessness.

In the wind and rain, Harata Shigeichi looked at the west with a dull gaze, it was Anqing, and his plan was that he should now drink sake and chant waka in the famous Daikan Pavilion, fully showing the demeanor of the victor.

It would be even more satisfying if Xu Ming next to him was serving in the tea and wine delivery place.

It's a pity that his ambition passed away like the rolling Yangtze River.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, please disengage from contact with the Chinese people!" A staff officer next to him cried and shouted, I just got the news that the commander of the first infantry wing was hit by the artillery of the squadron ** and his life was in danger. The co-captain of two infantry wings, one killed, the other uncertain.

"Ask the Navy to shoot at full speed to cover the advance of our troops." Hatada said with difficulty.

The Japanese army wanted to withdraw from the battlefield, but it was too late, not to mention that there were still many positions on both sides that crossed each other, even the Japanese troops in the defense circle were also heavily bombarded by all kinds of artillery, and it was almost a dream to retreat smoothly.

In such a harsh battlefield environment, the retreating Japanese troops could not form an orderly queue at all, and a nest of Japanese troops crowded to climb onto a small boat, a cannonball hit, and flesh and hull flew sideways.

There were too many people on a small boat, and it suddenly capsized, and the devils on it were poured into the water like dumplings, screaming and crying.

The encirclement of the squadron is getting smaller and smaller, and the Japanese army has been completely squeezed into a very small riverbank, and the 107th Division is massacring on the periphery.

All light machine guns, heavy machine guns, mortars, and artillery opened fire fiercely, firing angry bullets from the improvised trenches.

Harata Shigeichi closed his eyes, he knew how difficult it was to land and retreat in front of the enemy, which was more difficult than the combat evacuation on land, but the soldiers' complete inability to withdraw still broke his heart, many troops had completely lost their organization and organization, and were wiped out by the opponent in batches, that was his elite unit after half a year of harsh special training, but was slaughtered by the opponent like a chicken and duck.

China, it's easy to come by, but it's hard to go back.

A stray bullet hit the railing next to Shigeichi Hata, sending out dazzling sparks.

"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, please go to the command room, it's not safe here," suggested the staff member next to him.

Hatada Shigeichi bent down, picked up the bullet, and said sadly, "How I wish this bullet would hit me." ”

Left and right were silent.

Xu Ming watched all this triumphantly, his troops had completely won, and although they had paid a lot of price, they had fought a textbook anti-landing operation.

Historically, the Potian detachment became famous in Anqing, and it is still famous, but it is Xu Ming's name. If he was just a rising star in the past, now he has become a real celebrity.

The Japanese army that died under his hands accumulated no less than 10,000 people, which is by no means something that an ordinary army general can do, and he can rank first in the ranking of all division commanders and commanders, and the Japanese troops he eliminated are not inferior even when compared with the commander of the group army.

All the subordinates next to him showed excited and excited expressions, this feeling is not only the joy of receiving meritorious service awards, but also a burst of national pride, and the sons and daughters of China have become a force that cannot be insulted.

As night approached, Xu Ming walked out of the temporary headquarters and waved his hand violently.

"After cleaning up the battlefield, Anqing will drink hard tonight, and you won't return home if you don't get drunk!"