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Chapter 1611 The End of the Eighth Brigade of the Japanese Army

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After staying in Kunming for two days and having a full exchange of views with Zhu Peide, chairman of Yunnan Province, Zhu Shigui, commander of the 58th Army of the National Revolutionary Army, and Zhan Huanqi, commander of the 27th Army of the National Revolutionary Army, An Yi arrived in Xiangxi yesterday to discuss the matter of going north with Zhang Hongluan and Shi Zhen, who had arrived ahead of schedule.

After reaching an agreement on the proportion of troops, the establishment, and the distribution of military salaries, the next day, Zhang Hongluan, who was the landlord, took everyone to the Guiling Mountain area north of Qiancheng to hunt and relax.

"Bang!"

More than 170 meters away, a hare jumping from the bushes fell to the ground, several guards with hounds walked quickly to harvest, An Yi put down the muzzle, put this 7.62 caliber sniper rifle newly developed by the Syrian Institute on the shoulder, smiled at Zhang Hongluan, Zhang Cunzhuang, Shi Zhen and other Hunan and Guizhou generals who showed admiration on the side, pointed to the pavilion in the valley to the west, and suggested that everyone go over to rest, drink some water and smoke a cigarette and then cross the mountain col to continue hunting.

In the pavilion, An Yi sat at the stone table with Zhang Hongluan and Shi Zhen, and Zhang Hongluan said with emotion: "From settling in Xiangxi to the present, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. At the end of last year, Jing Gong (Ye Kaixin) passed away with a smile in his hometown of Yejiatan, Dongwu Mountain, Ningxiang, Changsha. Brother An is not only enthusiastic about his friends, but also dares to insult the outside world! Those of us who have experienced the old times always have a heartfelt fear of foreigners, so we always act with restraints, and only the elder brother always charges forward for the sake of the interests of the country and the nation. This time, Brother An was able to give Brother Fool a chance to contribute to the country, and I am deeply grateful! ”

Shi Zhen also said: "My Qianxi Army and the Anjia Army are one, and it is naturally incumbent on me to send troops!" I still remember that when Brother Rong and I were under the command of the Third Sect Instructor of Wang Tianpei's Tenth Army, if it wasn't for Brother An going to the Dharma Field to save people, at that time, I, Shi Zhen, would have become a wild ghost. Later, the Northern Expedition failed, and the Meng'an brothers funded, in order to return to their hometown to develop, and later in the mountains and rivers when the help of the hand, this deep friendship, my Shizhen will never forget! Brother An, but there is an envoy, just give orders! ”

"The two brothers are so polite!"

An Yi watched the guards pour the mint herbal tea brewed in advance into the wooden cups of the three of them, took a salute from Yao, put it to his lips and took a sip, and then said unhurriedly:

"The land of Central Asia, originally the territory of China, was occupied by Imperial Russia in modern times, and was later inherited by the Soviet Union. Originally, our ally, the Far Eastern Army, was sure to hold the Urals line, so that after we eliminated the Soviet troops on the southern front, we would have ample time to digest and absorb and completely regain the hearts of the people.

However, the Japanese army suddenly attacked the Far East from the Eastern Front, and with the loss of Sakhalin and the lack of fuel supplies, the Far Eastern Army took a major turn in its strategy, concentrating its forces to attack westward, and then there were major internal problems, resulting in the leader being shot dead by the rebels, and the Japanese army also marched into Siberia in a very short time. The situation is very dangerous, and if the Far Eastern Republic is destroyed by the Japanese and Soviet forces from the east and west, we will also face a joint attack by Japan and the Soviet Union, so it is imperative to replenish our forces in Central Asia. According to the consultations in the past few days, Uncle De can send an army there, and the two brothers can also send an army each, so that we will have nine divisions for the war in Central Asia, which can greatly relieve the pressure on our army. The affectionate friendship between the two brothers, An Yi has thanked him here! ”

"A family doesn't speak two words!"

Zhang Hongluan said angrily: "If you really want to say thank you, Brother Shi and I don't know how much to say thank you in order to express our gratitude." Our Xiangxi and Qianxi, whether it is the army, industry and commerce, were established with the support of the Anjia Army, and we all consider ourselves to be a part of the Anjia Army in the past, present and future. In the future, this kind of polite talk will not be repeated, the elder brother can bring our troops into the jurisdiction of the Anjia Army Headquarters, and if there is any need, just give an order directly in the name of the elder brother! ”

"That's right!"

Shi Zhen said solemnly: "Since the implementation of the same policy as An Jiajun, the people of Qianxi have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and their lives are rich. ”

Just as An Yi was talking to Zhang Hongluan and Shi Zhen, Zhang Cunzhuang, Wei Yangxin, Zeng Changhe, Liu Yifang and other Hunan and Guizhou generals on the side were amazed at the prey that the guards had just picked up.

Among these generals, Zhang Cunzhuang needless to say, as Zhang Hongluan gets older, Zhang Cunzhuang has begun to gradually replace Zhang Hongluan to deal with the military and political affairs of Xiangxi.

Zeng Changhe, who was recruited into the army in the mountains of northern Hunan when An Yi was still the commander of the third engineer company, is now the general political commissar of the Qianxi Army, specially responsible for the ideological and political work of the troops, and is the second person in the Qianxi Army after Shi Zhen; and Deng Bin's apprentice Liu Yifang now serves as the commander of the Qianxi Guard Army; Wei Yangxin, the captain of the teaching regiment when An Yi was an independent division, is now the commander of the Xiangxi Guard Army.

At the beginning of this year, the armed forces of Xiangxi and Qianxi were reorganized, and on the basis of retaining the 28th and 49th armies of the National Revolutionary Army, they were organized into the Xiangxi Guard Army and the Qianxi Guard Army in accordance with the organization of the Anjia Army Group Army.

"Sir's marksmanship is still as good as before! At such a distance, one headshot! Zeng Changhe looked at the location of the bullet that pierced the hare's head and sighed sincerely.

Wei Yangxin said with a smile: "Now that our An Jiajun is already a large group with millions of troops, I don't know if the commander can still be in the top three in the marksmanship test now?" ”

"I guess it's a bit hanging!"

Zhang Cunzhuang, who has been deeply burdened by military and political affairs recently, shook his head with a wry smile: "Like me now, I am surrounded by Wenshan and Huihai every day, and even the troops are very rare, where is there still time to practice marksmanship?" However, I believe that with Brother An's attainments in marksmanship, the top 100 are sure! ”

"The top 100 is also very good!"

Liu Yifang counted with his fingers: "Now with the addition of Commander Yang's department, the troops directly under Nanhua alone have three tank armies and eighteen motorized infantry group armies, if you count the Northern Military Region, the Southern Yunnan Military Region and our troops in Xiangxi and Qianxi, obediently, at least more than 100 divisions, it's amazing!" ”

After resting for a long time, the group finally set off again, walking on the winding mountain path to the dense forest in front, on the way, An Yi once again showed his good marksmanship, and several frightened flying colorful brocade chickens all fell in response, causing bursts of applause.

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Just as An Yi, the commander of the An family's army, was showing his marksmanship in the mountains of Xiangxi, the battle on the front line of the Ob River was still ongoing.

After depleting almost half of the ammunition reserves, the commander of the 8th Brigade of the Japanese Army, Major General Okada, ordered the shelling to be stopped.

"Shinozuka-kun, let's take a look at the excellent performance of the Imperial Warriors!" While holding up the binoculars, Okada suggested to the division commander Yoshio Shinozuka, who was squatting on the riverbank to study the battle map.

"No!" Yoshio Shinozuka raised his hand: "The overall situation has been decided, there is nothing to see, if everything is normal, the next thing is a merciless slaughter!" I have to study whether there is any hope for the people of China to turn around! ”

Speaking of which, Yoshio Shinozuka pulled the chief of staff with Kibu and Gui Dazuo to study and judge the situation.

Okada smiled and watched the progress of the battle ahead to himself. Through the binoculars, more than 4,000 Japanese troops gathered in five brigades rushed out of the trenches, like yellow waves, towards the second trench, which was still dead and silent after being shelled.

The devil soldiers who were running at full speed, no one cared, and there was a slightly raised ground from time to time on the position they rushed through.

At this time, there were no more officers and soldiers in the second trench, and several officers and soldiers who fell behind looked around, and after confirming that all the wooden benches had been withdrawn, they also rushed into the traffic ditch.

In the third trench, which was more than 30 meters above the second trench, nearly 100 general-purpose machine guns were densely arranged, and more than 300 mortars of various kinds were all aimed at the Japanese troops who were frantically advancing.

At this time, in the south of the east bank of the Ob River, more than 80 wolf tanks directly under the armored battalion and the 196 th Motorized Infantry Regiment were concentrated and slowly drove towards the east entrance of the Ob River Railway Bridge.

The special forces and scouts who arrived at the predetermined positions put the crosses of the 12.7 caliber sniper rifle scopes on the heads of the Japanese artillerymen eight hundred meters away. At this range, only this anti-materiel sniper rifle with armor-piercing shells has a crosshair.

With the sound of "rumbling" tank motors drifting in the wind, the Japanese troops on the east bank of the river finally discovered the sudden appearance of the armored cluster at the mouth of the southern gorge. The commander of the 10th Division, Major General Yoshio Shinozuka, looked away from the map, turned his head in surprise, and then opened his mouth wide and wiped his eyes in disbelief.

After about a minute, the figure of the tank became clearer and clearer in the field of vision, and Okada was the first to react, and immediately ordered the artillery to turn the muzzle and fire south. However, at this time, the 50mm KWK39L/60 smoothbore gun of the Wolf tank had already taken the lead in firing, and in the screaming sound, the Japanese artillery commander instinctively threw himself to the ground, and the ammunition men who were loading the ammunition stuffed the grenade into the gun chamber in horror and desperately dispersed. One by one, the gunners were trembling with their hands tugging on the cannon ropes, and the speed at which the deputy gunner closed the bolt seemed so slow!

"Boom-"

A huge explosion sounded at the same time on the Japanese artillery position, and the two 75mm field guns at the center of the explosion, which had been loaded with shells and were waiting to be fired, flew straight out in an instant, and after turning several times in the air, they actually fell into the raging Ob River.

In the orange fireball, the gunners who were holding on to their gun positions rose into the air, torn to pieces by the burst of shrapnel in the air. The devil artillery commander, who was blown by the blast wave of the explosion, stubbornly stood up and ordered the artillery to fire.

At this moment, 12.7 caliber anti-materiel gun armor-piercing bullets flew at high speed, and the heads of the gunners instantly turned into cracked watermelons, and the necks that lost their heads spurted out surging blood, and their bodies with teeth and claws fell on the cannons.

The assault group of the wolf tank was getting closer and closer, and the shells of the 50mm KWK39L/60 smoothbore guns exploded one after another on the Japanese artillery positions, and a mountain gun, a field gun, and the Japanese officers and soldiers lying next to them were wiped out in the firelight.

While the tank cluster attracted the Japanese artillery, the Japanese army just rushed to the second line of trenches, a large number of mines were detonated, huge fireballs jumped, and whole clumps of mud flew into the sky, mixed with countless pieces of rotten Japanese flesh and pieces.

Nearly 100 general-purpose machine guns fired in unison, and wherever the flames went, it was like cutting wheat, and a piece of Japanese troops fell. Before the stunned devils could react, hundreds of mortar shells screamed and pierced into the group of devils, and in the continuous explosions, human blood, limbs, and weapons flew all over the air.

When they found that the east bank of the Ob River was under attack by the tanks of the Anjia Army, the Japanese Type 95 light tanks, knowing that something was wrong, frantically retreated, and at this time, the officers and men of the air defense battalion rushed to the top of the slope with 37-mm anti-aircraft guns, 12.7-mm anti-aircraft machine guns, and ammunition boxes. When the first 37-mm anti-aircraft gun spat out orange flames, a Type 95 light tank that was trying to turn its head had just turned 90 degrees when it was hit by a tongue of fire that came straight in. The 12mm side armor of the Type 95 light tank was as fragile as paper in the face of more than ten rounds of 37mm armor-piercing shells.

"Knock-"

The side armor of the Type 95 light tank was torn apart in an instant, and when the armor-piercing warheads drilled into the tank, the two tank crews screamed in horror. The bodies of the two tankmen burst open, blood splattered, and only a large number of body parts remained, and the howls of human death still echoed inside the slaughterhouse-like tank.

Soon, 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine guns also joined the battle group. The slow-moving Type 95 light tanks lay down one after another under direct fire from anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns.

However, the armored ammunition delivery vehicle that fell behind was extremely nimble, and under the control of the roaring pilot, it dodged in a rain of bullets woven by machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns with incredible movements.

After a gunner finished disposing of the Type 95 light tank, he quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, and the scope chased the irregularly twisting armored ammunition delivery vehicle, but never fired. After an emergency stop, the armored ammunition delivery vehicle once again managed to dodge the rain of bullets, and the anti-aircraft machine gunner responsible for solving the armored vehicle was so angry that his eyes were on fire. The gunner of the Anjia military machine, who had been holding back until now, seized the opportunity of a few tenths of a second, and at the moment when the armored ammunition delivery vehicle roared and started, his fingers hooked fiercely, and one after another armor-piercing bullets swept straight towards the armored vehicle that was about to twist its buttocks.

The body of this stubborn armored ammunition delivery vehicle trembled violently, and then the flames flashed, and in the "boom" ammunition explosion, the five-ton armored vehicle rose into the air, disintegrated into hundreds of parts in the air, and sprinkled to the ground.

In order to avoid the dense coverage of mortar shells, a large number of Japanese troops jumped into the second trench, and then they were surprised to find that this trench was four meters wide, and the height reached 2.5 meters, once they jumped, they could not climb out, and the wide trench could not stop the intensive bombardment of mortars shooting in a parabolic line, hundreds of orange fireballs baptized the Japanese army again and again, and the corpses of devils with thousands of holes smashed heavily on the position with blood rain, Countless sharp shrednel wantonly slaughtered the devils who had nowhere to hide, and in the endless screams, the entire trench was dyed crimson with a ball of bloody arrows.

The commander of the 39th Wing of the Japanese Army, who was in charge of the battlefield command, Taiping Mikuma Osa, struggled to sit up from the pile of corpses, a sharp piece of shrapnel, most of which had sunk into his chest, and blood was gushing out of the wound. The completely desperate Taiping Rice Bear listened to the overwhelming roar of the cannonballs, and raised the command knife in his hand, "Puff-" The sharp command knife suddenly sank into the abdomen, and after shaking violently, the Taiping Rice Bear pulled hard with both hands, and the command knife instantly cut off all the intestines in his body. The Taiping Rice Bear, who had exhaled his last breath, fell, his lifeless eyes still staring at the smoke-filled sky.

Stunned in the face of this series of changes, the commander of the 10th Division, Yoshio Shinozuka, has not yet woken up from a series of mutations, this former land master has extremely little combat experience, and everything is obtained from books. Originally, he thought that fighting was a simple thing, but he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel.

"What to do? What to do? Yoshio Shinozuka muttered in his mouth, his eyes were full of fear, and the spirit of the soldiers when they approached the Ob River was completely gone.

"Shinozuka-kun, you have to leave as soon as possible, the division can't do without you!" After Okada finished speaking, he pulled Yoshio Shinozuka, who was trembling all over, and rushed to the group of trucks parked not far away, where there were two high-performance Type 97 medium tanks, which could easily escape. Around them, they were all Japanese soldiers who had been hit by wolf tanks and were in a mess.

The tank group of the An Jiajun was approaching the opponent at a very fast speed, and shells were constantly spraying out from the muzzles of each 50mm tank gun.

"Chirp—"

In the screeching sound of the cannonballs passing low in the air, Okada grabbed Yoshio Shinozuka and yelled, "Get down!" ”

"Boom-"

Wave after wave of shells exploded in the trucks, and the multi-ton trucks towing mountain artillery field guns and carrying shells and supplies were thrown into the air like toys, and were torn apart in the fierce explosion of fire, but the Type 97 medium combat vehicles with armor thickness of 25mm were unscathed.

Okada's eyes lit up, and he pulled up Yoshio Shinozuka again, and together with the 40th Wing Commander Nishioh Ojo Fat Osa, and the chief of staff, he quickly rushed to the armored combat vehicle, and as the turrets of the two combat vehicles were opened respectively, Yoshio Shinozuka and Chief of Staff Tsutsuki Fugui Osa were sent into the two tanks, Okada Zi signaled the tanker to go quickly, but he jumped out of the chariot.

Yoshio Shinozuka already knew what he was going to do from Okada's actions at this time. The chariot can only accommodate four people, and the space is limited, and it seems that Okada is going to be broken with the troops, and Yoshio Shinozuka can't help but sigh long when he thinks of this.

Okada looked at the 40th Wing Captain Nishiojo Fat Osa and ordered him to lie on the shell of the tank again, Nishiojo Fat Osa was unwilling, and he angrily reprimanded: "Fool, it's enough for me to be martyred!" You're going to continue our brigade, you know? ”

In desperation, Nishida Fat fell on the turret of the tank, and then the two 97 middle chariots drove up and fled lifelessly towards the north.

Okada turned around, brandished the smoking Wangba pistol, and quickly organized more than a thousand devil soldiers to form a defensive line, buying enough time for the two Type 97 medium chariots to escape.

"Shoot!" Okadashi, who did not dare to let the tanks of the An Jiajun get too close, gave the order when the tank cluster was still 200 meters away from the position.

More than 1,000 Type 38 rifles and a large number of crooked sub-machine guns fired at full speed, and the stormy bullets rushed towards the tank, and in the endless "jingle bells", countless small sparks splashed on the surface of the wolf tank, but the wolf tank was unscathed, roaring and rushing straight over, all the Japanese officers and men were shooting desperately, and there were dozens of devils on the side, who simply got up and turned their heads and ran towards the more than ten trucks that survived the artillery fire.

"Dada-da-"

The side-by-side machine guns of the wolf tank and the general-purpose machine gun at the front of the car formed a huge network of firepower, and everywhere they passed, whether it was the devil lying on the ground shooting desperately or the devil who turned and fled, all danced the dance of death, and the corpses splattered with bloody arrows jumped in the dense rain of bullets until they were twisted into a mass of flesh.

The more than 1,000 devils who were still struggling were soon surrounded by blood and flesh, and a few devils could no longer endure the hellish scene, and stood up with a hoarse cry, and the Type 38 rifle in their hands was crushed by the fire net that swept through before it could be fired.

"Throw a grenade!"

At the sound of Okada's howl, more than a thousand grenades flew like a cloud towards the wolf tank group, which was only fifty meters away.

Less than half of the grenades exploded in the convoy, and more than half of the devil soldiers forgot to tap the grenades in extreme fear.

"Boom-"

In the explosion of more than 500 grenades, the entire wolf tank team was shrouded in the smoke of gunpowder and the mud and dust of the fire.

The shooters in the tank shook their heads, which were a little dizzy from the strong shock wave, and with a hook of their fingers, the raindrop-like barrage rolled down on the stunned ghost soldiers, harvesting one desperate life after another. Wherever the Wolf tanks passed with full firepower, the devil soldiers were shot to the ground in droves.

When nearly 100 armored personnel carriers following behind the tank brigade opened the rear doors, the officers and men of the motorized infantry regiment, armed with submachine guns and automatic rifles, opened fire on all the stubborn enemies, and the battle officially entered garbage time.

The Japanese army, which had long been demoralized, was quickly surrounded, routed, and annihilated!

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, Major General Okada, the commander of the 8th Brigade of the Japanese Army, aimed the Wang Ba pistol in his hand at his head in despair.

With a "bang", this devil major general, who was eager to make contributions, became a wisp of wandering spirit in a foreign land.

This is a complete war of annihilation, and when cleaning up the battlefield, two wing flags were captured, which shows how sudden the devil's defeat was, which also proves the ingenuity of Li Jun's plan to lure the enemy from one side.

Due to the loss of the military flag, Nishiojo Fat Dasa, who escaped with his life, did not save the tragic fate of the two wings being canceled, and the Eighth Brigade was permanently recorded in the history books because it became the first brigade to be completely annihilated after entering the West Siberian operation.