Zhang Cheng is now bleeding the Japanese army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info used defensive warfare to greatly deplete the Japanese army's vital forces and small supplies. At the same time, the rapid build-up of troops is ready to launch a large-scale counterattack at any time. Don't look at the fierce battle, but in fact, the direction of this battle has completely fallen into Zhang Cheng's control.

Replenished by two infantry battalions, the 126th Division soon launched a fierce counterattack on the opposite bank through the wide Banpo Bridge and several makeshift pontoon bridges.

As the capital of the Joseon Kingdom, the Koreans carried out large-scale construction of Seoul for many years with the technical support of the Ming Dynasty. Several large bridges have been built over the Han River alone, and the entire city is lined with buildings and houses.

After all, Seoul was the largest city and economic, political, and cultural center of the Joseon Kingdom, and it was very prosperous and populous. Buildings everywhere have both pros and cons for both offense and defense. However, it was more powerful than the Ming army, which was equipped with a large number of automatic and semi-automatic weapons.

When Zhang Cheng formed the armored force, he did not think about allocating the armored force to the infantry. Zhang Cheng always believed that concentrating on the use of armored forces was the right choice, and that it made no sense to use tanks as infantry support weapons, and that it was better to equip them with more artillery and aircraft. Therefore, the infantry units of the Ming Dynasty were basically only equipped with some armored vehicles as armored forces. The 126th Infantry Division was no exception.

It's the same night, it's the same drizzle. Thousands of Ming soldiers clutched their weapons tightly and huddled into the starting position, letting the icy rain knock on their steel helmets and camouflage uniforms. They were all waiting for the order to fight back.

A few hours earlier, the Kumamoto Wing of the 13th Division of the Japanese Army had captured the positions of the 126th Division on the south bank of the Han River in a suicidal assault. Hundreds of Japanese death squads with explosives strapped to their bodies destroyed the defenders' positions in a way that killed them. The madness of the Japanese army crushed the morale of the defenders and pushed the 126th Infantry Division to a dead end.

"There's nothing to think about, nothing to worry about!" Major General Yang Fangyun pushed away the adjutant who was blocking him, looked at the large group of officers in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "The commander has already said that if we can't recapture the position before dawn, we will cancel the establishment of our division." I, the division commander, couldn't afford to lose this person, and I was even more speechless in the face of the old-timers who had served in the 126th Division. ”

Major General Yang Fangyun's face was calm, but the blue tendons on his forehead jumped slightly, which betrayed his mood at the moment: "We are soldiers, and we have already pinned our heads to the waistband of our trousers when we go to the battlefield." The Japanese are not afraid of death, so are we afraid? ”

Turning around and picking up a steel helmet and putting it on his head, he picked up a Suomi submachine gun, and Major General Yang Fangyun stepped onto an armored car, "The commander can personally go to the front line to command the battle, what are we?" If I can't regain my position this time, then I won't come back. Even if you're dead, don't pull my body back! Let Lao Tzu die on the other side of the river! If the establishment is abolished, Lao Tzu can't afford to lose this face! Let's go! ”

Thousands of officers and men of the 126th Infantry Division crossed the Han River with endless rage and slaughtered the 6th Division on the opposite bank. They are all lions that have been ignited in their hearts at the moment!

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More than a dozen armored vehicles took the lead, and before the artillery support in mid-air was over, the officers and men of the 126th Infantry Division had already rushed into the Japanese position. Under the hazy drizzle, thousands of officers and soldiers on both sides fought fiercely in a small area.

The artillery support of the Japanese was weak and almost negligible. The Type 38 rifle, which is the main force of the Japanese army's equipment, basically does not have much effect in this urban street fighting environment. And the Type 92 heavy machine gun and crooked handle cannot be compared with the MG42 plus submachine guns and semi-automatic equipment that the Ming army is heavily equipped with. In fact, the Japanese army except for crazy meat. In addition to shell attacks, the real threat is grenadier canisters and various infantry rapid-fire guns.

After a loud bang, "Boom~~~", an armored car at the head instantly turned into a dazzling burning torch. Scattered parts flew everywhere with little sparks, even landing tens of meters away.

This is the meat of the Japanese army. The Japanese daredevils with explosives strapped to their bodies hid in dark corners, and when the armored vehicles approached, they pulled the fuse and shouted that they pounced on the board and died with the armored vehicles.

Unlike a few hours ago, the Ming soldiers, who were full of anger in their hearts, were not frightened, and they raised their weapons one after another to engage in a fierce exchange of fire with the Japanese army.

The dense gunfire rang out like fried beans, and the scorching ballistics shuttled back and forth in the air, constantly harvesting fresh lives. The MG42, which was quickly erected, knocked the Japanese troops to the ground in droves with long chains, especially when the Japanese launched a Banzai charge.

The Ming soldiers with the M1 and Bobosha in their hands kept shuttling back and forth between the wreckage and ruins, firing fiercely and throwing grenades. The soldiers of the Ming army were extremely brave, and they were no less than the Japanese soldiers who were brainwashed by bushido.

Smoke-filled grenades and unwound grenades flew back and forth in the rainy night, and the dazzling flames set the entire battlefield on fire. In the sky was a dense orange-red scorching ballistic, which was the powerful artillery of the Ming Dynasty blocking the reinforcements of the Japanese army in the rear. The flying grenades and grenades on the ground, as well as the dense rain of bullets and barrages like splashing water, were a fierce battle between the infantry on both sides.

The two equally brave troops crashed into the wide dam like huge waves, stirring up countless dazzling waves. A large number of lives were constantly being consumed, and the road on which the Ming army advanced was paved with stumps and broken arms and thick blood that could not be dissolved. There were Ming troops, but more of them were Japanese soldiers. The huge gap in equipment between the two sides led to a huge gap in the exchange ratio when the soldiers were equally brave and fearless.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" More than a dozen Ming soldiers quickly bypassed an armored vehicle that was still burning after it had been destroyed. The soldiers could see several Ming soldiers who had escaped from the armored vehicle and died nearby. A drizzle poured down on the corpses whose flames had been extinguished, bringing curling green smoke.

There were also many charred debris scattered around the armored vehicle, and the strange smell of the stench made the soldiers frown. That's the initiating meat. The last remains of the Japanese soldiers who were bombed.

Under the cover of the ruins everywhere, the cat-hitched soldiers quickly circled to the side of a collapsed compound at the back of the street. At the back of the compound was a Japanese 92 infantry gun and two heavy machine guns, who blocked the road. In addition to armored vehicles, at least dozens of soldiers have already fallen on the road to attack here.

Under the gesture of the non-commissioned officer, the soldiers of the Ming army who were hiding behind the ruins of the courtyard took out grenades one after another. Unscrew the lid, pull the string, throw!

After a series of dense explosions, the young non-commissioned officer stood up suddenly, and crawled over the ruins and rushed to the Japanese position. More than a dozen Ming soldiers swarmed to follow.

'Da ~~~' After coming to the Japanese position that was in chaos because of the grenade attack, the Ming soldiers with guns fired fiercely. At this moment, the power of automatic and semi-automatic weapons in close combat is unmistakable.

Half of the infantry artillery squad stationed here and a Japanese unit of less than 100 men were stunned by this small flank infiltration assault. Soon they lost their positions under the dense rain of bullets. Subsequently, the frontal containment attack was carried out, and the Ming army quickly took up the position and wiped out all the Japanese troops.

'Click. Throwing off the windproof lighter, the soldier with a cigarette leaned close to the orange flame and lit it. A group of soldiers gathered around the ruins, smoking cigarettes and enjoying this brief moment of leisure. The wounded were loaded into jeeps and taken to the rear hospital for treatment. The comrades who died in battle could only be temporarily gathered together and waited for the end of the battle before they could be sent back.

I listened to the dense gunfire, artillery explosions, and countless people shouting and howling in Chinese, Japanese, and Korean in all directions. The soldiers smoking cigarettes noticed that their hands were trembling slightly.

The young non-commissioned officer spat out a smoke ring and raised his hand to wipe the cold rain from his face. Turning his head to look at the Japanese infantry guns that were still smoking after being blown up, and the corpses of the Japanese soldiers next to the cannon bodies covered with bullet holes, the blood under them had been pooled and flowed into small pits, and his eyes were slightly distracted. This is the battlefield, the battlefield of ruthlessness and coldness, devouring life.

"Second row! Stand up, let's go! With the shouts of the new platoon commander, the soldiers stood up one after another, and reluctantly threw away the cigarette after smoking the cigarette butt. After rearranging their equipment, the soldiers formed battle formations and merged into the advancing large force. The counterattack of the 126 Infantry Division continued.

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"It's unbelievable." Major General Wang Dexiang shook the telegram in his hand and came to Zhang Cheng's side with a happy face: "The counterattack of the 126th Infantry Division is extremely smooth, they have not only recovered the positions they lost before, but even continued to pursue and advanced the positional front a lot. The resistance of the Japanese was not strong, at least compared to the previous attack. ”

"That's for sure." Zhang Cheng smiled and threw the pencil in his hand on the map table. shook his neck and reached out to take the coffee cup sent by Xiao Hongbao. After taking a sip of coffee to refresh himself, he said, "The Japanese are not little monsters, their combat power has long been stretched to the limit. The soldiers were tired from the long battle, and all kinds of supplies were extremely scarce. Most of the heavy equipment is not in place. Before, he was completely relying on a brave spirit to support it, and it is a miracle that he can hold on until now. The offensive after dinner was their last stand, and after paying a heavy price to occupy positions on the south bank of the Han River, they lost their last spirit. Once a large-scale counterattack begins, the Japanese army will inevitably be unable to continue to support it. ”

"What now?" Major General Wang Dexiang's voice was a little excited, and he said, "Is the Seventh Armored Division ready to attack?" ”

"Can't wait?" Zhang Cheng took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked at Wang Dexiang on the side with a smile, "You just want to go to the front line?" ”

"Hey, hey." Wang Dexiang raised his hand and scratched his hair, chuckling. Compared with being a staff officer in the headquarters, he is more willing to drive a chariot across the battlefield.

"That's pretty much it." Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at the map on the table, his eyes fluctuated slightly, and he said in a low voice, "The prey has been served, and now it's time to raise the knife and fork." (To be continued.) )