Chapter 30 The Gambler Who Lost Only a Pair of Pants
When the first round of calibrated ballistic shells flew over Cotton Boat Island, Ouyang Yun noticed it. He had been tense and stumbled under his feet, almost falling to the ground.
Using smoke bombs to make the Japanese army's superiority in strength useless, and then using the firepower advantage of automatic weapons to clear the area, this kind of crazy combat method can only be done by a guy like him who doesn't like to play according to the convention. He Zhengchuan was not optimistic about this for a while, but the facts proved that Ouyang Yun was right.
The smoke screen bomb completely lost the effectiveness of the Japanese army's command system, and the devils who were surrounded by the smoke screen bomb were almost powerless to fight back under the blow of superior firepower.
You Xiaolian took a few female soldiers and kept guarding Ouyang Yun tightly. She stretched out a hand at the right time, grabbed him, and asked, "Commander-in-chief, are you okay?" β
"I'm old, and I can't keep up with my physical strength!" Ouyang Yun said self-deprecatingly and sat down on a stone.
"Commander-in-Chief, you're still so young!" You Xiaolian heard this.
"There is a problem with the physical reserves. Xiaolian, from now on, in five minutes, let the brothers withdraw, you go to the front, and organize the cover. As long as you enter the passage, Master He will answer you. β
"Yes! Commander-in-Chief, then hurry in. β
"I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the passage!"
The situation opened, and Ouyang Yun's role was actually over. The morale has been intense, and the formation of the little devils has also been dispersed, and this wave of attacks will buy them at least half an hour of "respite". Half an hour later, if the shelling could not be carried out, it would really be necessary to blow up the Hengjiang iron cable. Fortunately, the shelling began at this time.
As long as they can seize the opportunity and completely destroy the Japanese artillery, what awaits the Japanese troops on Cotton Boat Island will be the flames of revenge from hell.
What was it like to have nearly 500 shells flying overhead? Get oneβs dander up? It's still light, and it's going to drive people crazy for people who aren't strong-willed.
The news that Ouyang Yun was on Cotton Boat Island brought by Captain Aoyama once lifted Okamura Ningji's spirits as if he had eaten opium. As long as Ouyang Yun is killed or even captured alive, then even if he can't capture Madang, then this credit will be enough for him to cross the military world in the future. Every time he thought of this, he even saw the throne of the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Dispatch Army under Shunroku Hata beckoning to him.
When the first wave of seven shells passed over the western half of Cotton Boat Island, Okamura Ninji was discussing with Yamamuro Sotake in the temporary commander-in-chief of Cotton Boat Town how to ensure the encirclement and annihilation of Ouyang Yun. "No matter how much the imperial army dies, it must also level this minefield, so as to block Ouyang Yun's retreat back to Madang!" He pointed to a minefield facing the river behind the bunker group on the map with his right index finger and said to Yamamuro Munetake.
"Hay, I'll do it!" Sotake Yamamuro responded and gave an order to a communications staff officer subordinate to the 12th Division next to him: "Immediately convey the commander's order to Captain Ono and order him to withdraw from the siege of the bunker group and make every effort to seize the mouth of the river behind the bunker group!" Got it? β
"Hay!" The communications staff officer hurriedly ran to the nearby telegraph room. Soon, a telegram flew to the front.
A few minutes later, Okamura Ninji was considering whether to go to the front line in person to boost morale, when suddenly, a communications staff officer of the corps staff department ran in with a panicked look and reported to him: "Your Excellency, the commander of the Yamada Division has called, the main artillery force of the Shina Army has appeared on the north bank, the size is about three divisions, and he is worried that the Shina Army has discovered the artillery positions of our army......"
The words of the communications staff officer were like a plate of cold water poured on Okamura Ninji's head, and he immediately stood up and asked sharply, "What?!" β
Yamamuro Zongwu couldn't stand still either, he stepped forward and pulled up the communications staff officer, and shouted: "Detailed information? β
Okamura Ninji had already snatched the telegram from the folder in the staff officer's hand, he glanced at it, and then sat down. Suddenly, he jumped up as if he had a spring installed on his buttocks, and hissed: "Hurry up and give the order, order all troops to attack at all costs, and be sure to take the bunker group before the Chinese army starts shelling!" β
"Hay!"
"Your Excellency-" Yamamuro Sotake looked at Okamura Ninji with a serious expression: "It's unlikely, at three o'clock in the morning, the artillery of the Shina people was still ten kilometers away in Qianjiawan." The area between Qianjiawan and Madang Fort is full of mountains and forests, and their artillery wants to move unless there is a lot of animal power, but as far as I knowβ"
"Don't say anything, we have made a mistake of underestimating the enemy - the artillery of the people of China may be the latest self-propelled guns!"
"Impossible?!"
"Nothing is impossible. I was in a hurry, and I should have thought of that when the telegram came from the commander of Kamakura. We were fooled by Ouyang Yun! The reason why he arranged such a small number of troops in Madang is to mislead us and make us think that we can easily take it by virtue of our superiority in troops. The real killer weapon of the Cadet Army is not the strong fortress fortifications, but the artillery! β
Ouyang Yun's strategy of luring the enemy actually can't stand scrutiny at all. Because in any case, the Yangtze River fleet is the one he must strike first. And as long as he strikes at the Yangtze River Fleet, the artillery strength he has been hiding so hard will definitely be exposed. And as long as the artillery unit is exposed in advance, it is actually equivalent to giving Okamura Ninji a wake-up call.
The loophole is too obvious a strategy, however, Okamura Ningji still took the bait in the face of temptation - after thinking about this, the regret in Okamura Ningji's heart, jumping into the river to feed Wang Ba has the mind.
"Your Excellency, we still have a chance. Have you forgotten that when the commander of Kamakura retreated, he sent the infantry of the Marine Corps and a wing of our support? Since the Cadet Army had transferred all the artillery back to Madang, their defense in the area of Qianjiawan was empty. I think that now, the combined forces of the Yangtze River Fleet and our army should not be far from Madang at this moment. No matter how cunning Ouyang Yun is, the troops in his hands are dead, as long as the combined forces can break through to Madang and find the artillery position of the Scholar Army, then ......"
Okamura Ninji was dizzy, and he had already forgotten about it. Now listening to Yamamuro Munetake's mention of this, it was as if a drowning man suddenly grabbed a straw, and he asked eagerly, "Did they have any news here?" Where have they been? β
Sotake Yamamuro shouted a staff officer: "Sakai-kun, come here!" β
Sakai walked over. Okamura Ninji asked, "Is there any news from the Marine Corps, where have they been?" β
Sakai, the combat staff officer in charge of liaison with the Marine Corps, replied, "They had already arrived at Kanda, but they were sniped by the Shina Army. The Chinese army was supported by artillery fire, and the battle was relatively stalemate. β
"Tell them to make a breakthrough as soon as possible, no matter what! Whether the Battle of Madang is won or lost is up to them! Send a telegram to Commander Kamakura and ask him to urge the Marine Corps Commanderβ" Okamura Ninji said, his face flushed. His expression at the moment was like a gambler who had lost so much that he was left with only a pair of trousers.
"Hay!"