One hundred and ninety-seven Lingjiang Street or Siping Street? above
Chen Mingren knew that he was about to become famous!
After receiving the early warning telegram from the Yucheng camp, he immediately judged that Deng Xihou's target was him! The enemy's two divisions traveled thousands of miles to Lingjiang Street in Cangxi County and his 23rd Division and 68th Regiment worked desperately. This is probably the intuition of the so-called famous generals, right?
It is more than 200 kilometers from Mianyang to Cangxi, and it is estimated that the enemy will arrive in four days. So he had four days to build the fortifications and ask for reinforcements. At present, the 23rd Division and the 67th Regiment are stationed in the famous city of Langzhong, more than 20 kilometers away. Chen Mingren sent a telegram asking for help to the division commander Wu Jianxue, and explained his reasons, because Cangxi has the key to Qinlong, and is known as the Ping Domain in northern Shu. Occupying Cangxi County by himself is like putting a knife on Deng Xihou's chest, as long as he uses a little force, the army can go straight to Guangyuan Mansion, and then Deng Xihou and Tian Songyao's tens of thousands of troops will not even have a hole to go north out of Sichuan! Therefore, Deng Xihou's transfer of troops this time must have come to Cangxi County.
After getting Chen Mingren's report, Wu Jianxue did not dare to slack off, after all, they were the high-ranking people of Chairman Jiang and Director Luo, and there were people above, so he asked Qiu Qingquan, the deputy commander of the artillery battalion, who graduated from the second phase of the artillery department, to rush to reinforcements with half of the artillery battalion and six mountain guns. At the same time, Chen Mingren's judgment was also reported to Yucheng Xingying
Today is the fourth day, and Chen Mingren is standing on the commanding heights of Gongjia Mountain, a high ground outside the town, holding a six-fold military telescope in his hand, and watching the road in the distance. At his feet is a very standard fortification, consisting of three trenches, communication trenches, anti-artillery holes, machine gun bunkers, artillery observation posts and command posts, which is the masterpiece of Huang Guyu, who graduated from engineering in the first phase. The frail deputy regiment commander was more of an excellent engineer than a soldier, and in fact he was originally an engineering graduate of Tongji College in Shanghai.
They're coming! The Sichuan army commanded by Huang Yin did not let Chen Mingren wait for a long time, and countless gray figures appeared on the highway on the bank of the Jialing River. An attack formation is being formed, ready to launch the first tentative attack.
Putting down the binoculars, Chen Mingren sneered at the enemy in the distance, and swaggered into his own solid former enemy command post. Huang Guyu doesn't seem to intend to take over after the death of the regiment commander, so he always builds the strongest former enemy command post for this regiment who likes to command on the front line, and basically a 75mm shell can't be blown up by a few rounds.
As soon as Chen Mingren entered the command post on his front foot, the sporadic artillery bombardment of the Sichuan army began. The shells blew up craters around the position of the 1st Battalion of the 68th Regiment, raising puffs of smoke and dust, and about a dozen rounds were fired, but none of them hit, and it seems that the enemy did not find this very well-camouflaged position. This is mainly due to the broken fishing nets covered with leaves, and these things called "camouflage nets" are said to have been remembered by their vice-principal, Luo Yaoguo, one night.
I'm afraid there are three battalions of enemies, this Huang Yin's style is really big! As soon as he walked into the command post, Chen Mingren raised his binoculars again and stared at the opponent's line. This is the first major battle he commanded, and it is impossible to say that he is not nervous at all, after all, he is now using a regiment and half an artillery battalion against the 20,000 Sichuan army, and the timid division commander Wu Jianxue doesn't know when he will be able to bring troops to reinforcements?
The three battalions of the enemy, forming several waves of gray human lines, walked forward slowly, without firing, it is estimated that they have not yet discovered that there is a deadly killer hidden under the green hillside in front of them, right?
When the enemy walked 50 meters in front of the position of the 1st Battalion of the 68th Regiment, the dull roar of the 13th machine gun finally sounded, and a total of 6 heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time, and the six tongues of fire were like cutting wheat, cutting down the gray figures that were slowly walking down in rows. The front of the position of the 1st Battalion suddenly became a slaughterhouse full of flesh and blood, and the first wave of the Sichuan army's offensive was easily broken down.
As soon as the enemy retreated, the rumbling shelling began again, this time with very dense shells and relatively accurate landing points. For a while, the shells that continued to explode swept away the camouflage on the positions of the 1st Battalion of the 68th Regiment, and the entire defense line was finally completely displayed in front of the enemy.
Three more battalions of the Sichuan Army formed a new wave of charging formation, like three gray waves, slowly pressing up against the position of the 1st Battalion of the 68th Regiment.
"Boom ————"
The artillery company commanded by Qiu Qingquan also opened fire, and the cannons deployed on the back of the mountain, under Qiu Qingquan's precise measurement, accurately smashed the shells onto the enemy's wave-like formation, and the exploding shells killed the enemy pieces by piece with bursts of fire. However, under the strenuous control of the lower-ranking officers of the Sichuan army, they still maintained the formation of a skirmish. Press it at a brisk pace.
There are still some rules, Chen Mingren sighed in his heart. Deng Xihou is indeed an old-timer of the Baoding Military Academy, and the soldiers he brought out are much stronger than those soldiers in long shirts. The quality of these troops was quite good, and they fought very tenaciously, and after being strafed by [***] heavy machine guns, they did not retreat, but each found the terrain and lay down. Slowly squirming forward, their machine guns backing them up with side fire. When the Sichuan army crawled within the range of rifle fire, the rifles of both sides began to fire again.
The battle of Gongjiashan gradually became a stalemate in the Sichuan army's ** charge, crawling, machine rifle fire, and then being suppressed by [***]'s superior firepower, leaving the corpses behind. It seems that Huang Yin wants to use such tactics to slowly consume the strength of the 68th Regiment. After a day of attrition, by the time the casualties were counted in the evening, the 1st Battalion of the 68th Regiment had suffered more than 50 casualties, and the 2nd Battalion defending the Longwanggou position also had more than 30 casualties, and only the 3rd Battalion guarding the front line of the Jialing River did not suffer any casualties. As for the corpses left by the enemy at the foot of Gongjia Mountain and in front of Longwanggou, there were about five hundred, which was about a one-to-ten exchange ratio, and if Huang Yin wanted to exhaust Chen Mingren's more than 2,000 people like this, he would probably have to ride into it himself.
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At the rear of the Sichuan army's position, a middle-aged man in his forties with shaved hair looked at the opposite line with a frown. The others are quite clear, their eyes drooping downward, and there is a fierceness between their eyebrows. He scolded the people around him: "Ge Laozi, what kind of bird battle is this? I ran hundreds of miles here to hit other people's walls! Who came up with this bad idea? ”
Several young officers of the Sichuan army surrounded him and shouted and cursed together.
"Shizuo, this bastard bastard is probably the same Bao consultant, and I don't know what kind of demon magic he made to confuse our Jin Shuai, and he actually whimsically wanted to fight with the Kuomintang! That's the person of the Sun Cannon! Who would dare to provoke in the whole southern country? Even the marshal Wu Ziyu and Marshal Zhang Yuting of Beiyang didn't dare to pick up the tiger whiskers of Sun Cannon, let's hurry here to die! ”
"It's just that those people themselves hide behind and don't come out, let us rush to the front, what's this called! Besides, if Yang Zihui wants to go to the northwest to drink the northwest wind, let him go! Why do we bother to die here for the surname Ma? When we die, people won't say anything good about us. ”
The bald division commander turned out to be Deng Xihou's general Huang Yin, he looked at several subordinates around him, and scolded with a smile: "Just say this in front of me, you can't spread it outside, you know?" We are soldiers who take people's salaries and work for others, let's eat Deng family meals and wear Deng family clothes, now is the time to serve. Go back and encourage the brothers, and tell them that tomorrow the first one to rush to Gongjiashan will be rewarded with 500 oceans, and the official will be promoted to the third rank. We must always be worthy of Jin Shuai's cultivation, okay, let's disperse like this. ”
He glanced at the opposite hill again, and said in his heart that he would be desperate tomorrow, and if he didn't work, he would have to withdraw, and then I was afraid that there would be no place for them Deng Dashuai in Sichuan, and they would have to go to the north to drift in the future
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