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Chapter 1150: Fierce Confrontation (3)

As the artillery cleared through, the various sounds slowly thinned out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Seeing that his team was about to finish, Yang Guan walked in front of Hu Jialin, Huang Yingwu and others, and saluted: "Military seat, director, subordinates are leaving!" ”

Hu Jialin nodded, and the flickering lights illuminated his grim face: "You go!" Since I know the overall plan of the exercise, according to Commander An's suggestion, I will not be able to assist you in the front line in the future, but can only watch from behind you to command the brothers of the independent division and the armored assault regiment.

"Please keep in mind that General Pang Lao has been in the army for many years and is good at fighting tough battles, has rich combat experience and does not pay attention to rules, and General Wan Fulin, who jointly commanded the defense departments with him, has been shrewd and steady all his life, and when he fights them, he pays attention to being fast, accurate, and ruthless, and does not give him any respite. In this battle, there is no need to pay attention to what is right and strange to complement each other, and there is no need to annihilate the enemy in motion, and every direction of attack is an upright and thunderous attack. At five o'clock in the morning, as soon as the air strike is launched, you must command boldly without the slightest hesitation. ”

"My subordinates understand! Thank you for the tip! His subordinates will never fail to live up to the expectations of the brothers in the army! ”

Yang Guan solemnly saluted again, turned around quickly, strode forward, jumped into the open-top off-road vehicle, and quickly disappeared into the ranks of the army heading south.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, thirty-four kilometers east of Zhangde, Tianjia Village.

Under the starlight, the rapid westward team meandered for ten miles, like a long snake in motion, and more than 10,000 officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army cheered up and accelerated again in the roar of the commanders.

From time to time, war horses galloped back and forth in the team, reporting one after another, and orders came and went.

Wading across the shallow river, the winding dirt road was dusty, and the footsteps of more than 100 horses dragging artillery became heavy after coming ashore, and the marching speed plummeted, neighing in pain under the "splitting and crackling" of the horsewhip.

On the east bank of the river, more than a dozen war horses stood on the gentle slope, and the general immediately looked at the officers and men who were wading through the water, and was very anxious, and from time to time he raised his throat and waved his horsewhip, shouting and urging the officers and men crossing the river mouth.

Lieutenant General Huang Xiansheng, deputy commander of the 53rd Army and instructor of the 53rd Army, looked up at the starry sky, and there was no expression on his dusty face, only a pair of shining eyes that seemed to contain infinite pain.

This veteran general of the Northeast Army was the first iron-blooded man to lead his troops to fight back bravely during the 918 Incident, and like his colleagues Yang Jiuxiao, Feng Zhanhai and other lovers, he was also one of the founders of the Northeast Volunteer Army.

"Deputy Commander, do you have something on your mind?" Liu Yuanxun, the deputy head of the instructor, asked in a low voice.

Huang Xiansheng loosened the reins in his hand, sighed slightly, turned his head and asked, "Yuanxun, do you know what day it is?" ”

"On the seventeenth, the second day of the eighth lunar month...... Yes! I see, tomorrow is September 18th, 918, 918...... Alas, General An Yi has good intentions! ”

Liu Yuanxun's voice became smaller and smaller, his bearded face twisted painfully, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the north with grief and indignation.

Hearing Liu Yuanxun's shout, the surrounding generals and colonels of the Northeast Army immediately closed their mouths, lowered their heads in pain, and the war horses that sat down seemed to be infected by this sad atmosphere, "snort" neighed in a low voice, and the horses' hooves kept knocking on the yellow earth.

Huang Xiansheng took a deep breath, lifted his spirits and said loudly: "Everyone, you should now understand why General An Yi chose to start the confrontation exercise today, right?" Like all of you, I have great admiration for General An Yi and his officers and men of the An Jiajun Army, and I also have great respect for the 17th Army commanded by General Hu Jialin. They are not only the most staunch anti-Japanese soldiers of this era, but also dare to act and never flinch in the face of strong enemies, and they are the most powerful army in China now.

"Everyone knows that Yang Jiuxiao in the 17th Army, tens of thousands of brothers are the same as us, they are all old brothers of the Northeast Army, before leaving, General Yang Jiuxiao came to visit us and gave us a strong trip, although he didn't say a few words, but from his pride in making three bowls of burning knives, I saw his strong affection and expectation, everyone, have you seen it?"

"I saw it, I felt it! Brother Jiu deserves to be a good brother who stands up to the sky! ”

"Yes, thank you so much Brother Jiu, as soon as we met, he gave us thirty new mortars and fifty Czech machine guns, which is very affectionate!"

Huang Xiansheng looked at the two brigade commanders under his command and nodded slightly: "It's been almost three hours, but we have traveled less than twelve kilometers, if we are at this speed, when will we be able to reach the battlefield?" Although our 53rd Army is not the main force of this exercise, and only belongs to the partial division that rushed to the aid of the main battlefield, if we cannot reach the right flank position within five hours and hold it, the defense line of the 40th Army brothers will become full of dangers.

"Brothers, if the entire front collapses because of this, you and I will be punished, what will Chairman Chiang and more than 100 generals of the whole army think of us? What will Junzuo and General Pang Lao think of us? How can we be worthy of the banner of General Yang Jiuxiao and the Northeast Army? Go, tell your brothers, no need to rush or shout, just one word—tomorrow will be 918! ”

"Yes—"

The two major generals and brigade commanders turned red, saluted and roared in reply, and then rode their horses down the gentle slope, ran separately to their respective teams, and raised their voices and rode all the way to shout, "Brothers, tomorrow is 918."

There was a commotion in the slow-moving procession, and the team almost stopped because of it.

The two brigade commanders shouted with a little anxiety in the tragedy, echoing in the night sky, and quickly spread to the four fields, the sweaty soldiers looked at the brigade commander who swept past him in astonishment, and the officers and soldiers who reacted quickly suddenly gritted their teeth and shouted, and countless soldiers seemed to realize something, and their blood surged all over their bodies, roaring in bursts, and gritting their teeth to move forward.

In less than five minutes, the whole team suddenly picked up speed, and it went faster and faster.

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At three o'clock in the morning, north of Zhangde City, the Red Joint Operations Command.

The guard outside the headquarters was heavily guarded, and the sound of the hooves of war horses and horses reporting the military situation was sent to the headquarters in a timely manner.

In the center of the lobby, Pang Bingxun, Wan Fulin, and other generals of the red side gathered around the map on the table, and discussed in a low voice, and the three radio transceivers erected around the hall were "ticking and ticking," and the sound was endless, and more than 20 staff officers were divided into three groups, each performing its own duties, and the communications staff officers were constantly sending all kinds of information they had just received to each staff group.

In less than three hours, nearly 5,000 soldiers of two regiments of the Black forward unit suddenly appeared 18 kilometers away, without stagnation or rest, and immediately entered the battle.

The commander of the 1st Brigade of the New 17th Division of the 40th Army saw that the opponent was covered by frontal fire, and under the frantic blow of dense machine guns and numerous 60 mortar firepower, he began to launch a group attack, and hurriedly mobilized the main force to strengthen the defense in the center.

Before the red generals could determine the situation of the battle, the three battalions of the black side, which suddenly rushed out in the nightfall, forcibly pounced on the two flanks of the weak position with an unstoppable momentum, and rushed to the defensive position in only 10 minutes.

The two regiment commanders, who were not convinced, chased after the referee team and shouted repeatedly, and were immediately ordered by the referee team to shut up and disarm on the spot. Only then did the two regiment commanders know that nothing could be changed, and they sat on the ground with their butts, looking at the blocking position that had been carefully constructed for a month, and wanted to cry without tears.

The 6,000 officers and men who were sentenced to be out of the game watched the opponent's main force rushing forward at a rapid pace, and dozens of heavy artillery pieces rumbled under the traction of medium-sized military trucks, and the commander of the artillery regiment stood on the roof of the car and shouted a few times, and the shovels flew in the open ground in front of the blocking position, and a battalion of elite engineers built an artillery position under the noses of the 6,000 officers and men of the New 17 th Division.

In less than half an hour, dozens of large and small artillery pieces entered the gun emplacements that were quickly built with shovels, steel pickaxes, and miniature explosive packs, and the swarthy barrels of each cannon slowly rose under the commander's command, neatly pointing to the county seat of Zhangde, seven kilometers to the south.

Thousands of indefatigable black infantry cleared the trenches and fortifications, and a new general-purpose machine gun mount was quickly set up at the firing point, and after obeying the order, all the officers and men rested on the spot, and the panting officers and men took off their steel helmets, took out cans, biscuits, and beautiful water bottles, and happily looked at the thousands of "remnants of the defeated army" not far away, eating and drinking. The officers and men who ate quickly threw down the canned food boxes, wiped their mouths, lit cigarettes triumphantly, and enjoyed themselves comfortably, without forgetting to say a few words to their opponents during their conversations.

Pang Bingxun, the commander-in-chief of the red side who received the urgent report, was taken aback, and Wan Fulin did not expect that the forward troops of the independent division would march so fast, and they would immediately plunge into the attack without taking any rest when they reached the front line.

Less than three and a half hours after the start of the battle, the Red Side, as the defending side, had already painfully lost its forward blocking position and a brigade of troops, which immediately put tremendous pressure on the entire command team, and it had to immediately change its original plan and move out of the plan to properly deploy its defenses.

Pang Bingxun remembered that he had not adopted the advice of Miyagi, the commander of the Independent Brigade, and regretted it.

If you act according to Miyagi's opinion, the first line of positions is placed with the two brigades of the new 17th Division, and every effort is made to suppress the momentum of the black side first, and then say, how long to hold on, anyway, the side has an advantage in numbers, even if the enemy's firepower is too fierce to hold in the end, and then slowly retreat to the second line of positions north of the city, and it is too late to coordinate with the independent brigade to hold on.

Otherwise, as soon as the enemy planes arrive at dawn, the pressure on the second line of blocking positions will increase exponentially, and it will be even more difficult to consume the enemy's ground forces and complete the blocking mission of holding out for at least three days.