Luo Changling, commander of the artillery regiment of the new Second Division, had already led his troops to block the Japanese Second Division on the south bank of Zhongshao River for a day and a night.

Before coming to Hualingwu, Zhang Dongning asked Luo Changling to hold on for at least two days and two nights, now that half of the time has passed, it stands to reason that Luo Changling should feel relaxed, but the Japanese army is too quiet, and the atmosphere is extremely depressing, which makes Luo Changling feel a big stone in his heart, and he is almost out of breath.

"Tuanzao, look, the Japanese army is preparing to attack" In front of the lookout post, Zhou Zhiping, a staff officer of the machine gun regiment, suddenly turned around and shouted anxiously to Luo Changling.

Luo Changling was excited, stuffed the cup of hot water into the guard's hand, flew to the sentry post, picked up the binoculars and carefully observed the movement on the other side of the river, and the more he looked at it, the worse his face became.

Countless devil soldiers rushed towards Zhongshaoxi, in groups of ten, each group carried a large bamboo platoon, and the devil officers brandished their sabers and shouted loudly.

The Japanese army chose the river crossing point very cleverly, from the bottom of the upstream cliff to the middle of this section of the river a total distance of more than 500 meters, so that even if the bamboo raft used to cross the river drifted to the lower reaches of the river, the Japanese troops on the bamboo raft had enough time to paddle and carry out the forced crossing to the opposite bank.

Moreover, the Japanese army crossed the river very dispersed, so that if one bomb fell, at most one group of Japanese troops would be eliminated, and the rest of the Japanese troops could continue to sprint forward.

"Niang Xipi, the little devil who can't be killed"

Zhou Zhiping couldn't help but scold, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

The Japanese army did not move for nearly 20 hours, and originally thought that they would retreat in the face of difficulties, but they did not expect that the momentum of the attack again would be so big, which caught Zhou Zhiping a little off guard.

Luo Changling's face was also ugly.

The Japanese army made a move at this time, and it seemed that they were ready to make a desperate gamble Luo Changling turned around and said loudly to Zhou Zhiping: "Order all artillery positions, go all out, don't worry about shells, we must prevent the Japanese army from crossing the river."

"Yes"

Zhou Zhiping replied and left in a hurry.

Luo Changling's eyes were red in a hurry, and after thinking about it, Yu Crisp walked out of the command headquarters, came to the nearby artillery position through the traffic trench, and shouted at the second lieutenant platoon commander who was directing the adjustment of the shooting of Zhu Yuan: "Why don't you open the artillery?" ”

"Tuanza, look at the other side of the river"

The second lieutenant platoon commander pointed to the other side of Zhongshao Creek, his face solemn.

"What?"

Luo Changling turned his head, and his eyes suddenly widened.

There were more Japanese troops on the other side than before, and there was originally only about one brigade of troops, but now it has almost tripled to quadruple, looking at the devils who are as many as ant colonies, Luo Changling gasped.

Almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of bamboo rafts tied together by moso bamboo were thrown into the river, and one by one, the fierce devil soldiers jumped on the bamboo rafts, clung to the simple paddles made of broken bamboo, and drove the bamboo rafts into the rushing river, desperately rowing to the south bank.

Due to the unusually turbulent current, many devils slipped down the bamboo raft, struggling desperately in the torrential waves, ups and downs, but no devil on the bamboo raft reached out to save it, as if he didn't know, gritted his teeth and went all out to the south bank, seeing Luo Changling break out in a cold sweat.

Luo Changling turned his head and shouted: "Hurry up and blow up these devils"

In fact, there is no need for Luo Changling to shout, the gunners have already adjusted the parameters and started to shell fiercely.

Infantry guns and mortars poured shells at Zhongshaoxi and the Japanese troops on the opposite bank at the fastest speed, and several shells fell on the heads of the Japanese soldiers every second, and the sky was full of dark red bullet marks like locusts, roaring from Hualingwu to the surface of the Zhongshaoxi River and the Japanese troops on the north bank.

With a piercing roar, the cannonballs fell frantically on the ground on the north shore, and in an instant the ground trembled violently as if an earthquake had occurred, and with a dull roar, clusters of black and red flames soared into the sky, and in the flames and smoke, the mud that exploded into the air turned into a shower of mud rain and scattered on the ground.

After the artillery carefully calibrated by the officers and men of the running regiment, it accurately hit the Japanese soldiers who were crossing or preparing to cross the river, and the bamboo platoons were blown apart, and the ghost soldiers who were clustered left and right flew with broken limbs and broken arms, but they still pounced on Zhongshao Creek in a steady stream, ignoring the flesh and blood of the robe under their feet.

The cannonballs scorched the bamboo rafts and ignited them, and the soaring flames formed walls of fire on the ground, and the raging waves of air flew in all directions, and stones, sand, and mutilated flesh were mixed together and swept into the air, and when they fell to the ground, only bursts of sand and gravel that could be kneaded into powder remained.

The river surface is even more chaotic, from time to time there are bamboo rafts that are blown over, the Japanese soldiers on it have not had time to snort, they are swept into the torrent, and the water columns that rush to the sky will wet the whole body of those devils who are paddling the bamboo chips with all their might, although the officers led by the Japanese army are frightened, but still shout bitterly: "Your Majesty the Emperor is loaded on the board"

Although the intensive artillery fire killed and wounded a large number of Japanese troops, the Japanese troops involved in the forced crossing were too strong, and soon about a large group of troops was gathered on the north bank, and there were more and more people.

The Japanese troops who were huddled on the river on the south bank were soaked and shivering when blown by the howling north wind.

"Quick, don't stop, attack"

Yoshida Shaoza, who had just jumped into the river, shouted: "If you advance, you will live, and if you retreat, you will die, the warriors of the empire, we have no way out, we can only fight to the death."

In the blink of an eye, Yoshida rushed out of the river and threw himself at the dead grass in front of him, and after a few moves, he hid behind a large raised rock.

Yoshida is an operational staff officer of the Katayama Brigade, the brigade commander Major General Taro Katayama and the two main wing commanders failed to attack Shimokojo, and they are currently waiting to be guilty of commanding the operation, Yoshida has won the trust of Okamura Ninji as an officer of the Shaozhuang faction, and this time he was ordered to attack, and Okamura promised that once he made a contribution, he would officially become the wing commander, so Yoshida worked very hard.

Yoshida Shaosa set an example, and the Japanese troops who were squeezed by the artillery fire on the river beach immediately picked up their spirits, let the flames around them roll and shrapnel flying, bent down and followed the officer, and moved forward with all their might.

The Japanese army has fallen into madness, ignoring the mines under their feet, turning flesh and dust into flesh and dust, and the living devil soldiers only know how to attack, attack, and attack again

"Boom-"

With the unconscionable artillery power, the blocking position at the foot of Hualingwu Mountain began to sound gunfire, the front was still a submachine gun, a magazine of bullets was finished, the light machine gunner behind came up, the muzzle of the gun spewed a violent tongue of fire, and the Japanese soldiers with stiff hands and feet were instantly beaten into a sieve.

"Kill and give"

Yoshida took the crooked machine gun from the machine gunner who had fallen next to him, set it up on a rock, and fired wildly at the defenders. Encouraged by this, many devil soldiers looked for hiding places with red eyes, picked up the 38 guns in their hands and fired at the officers and men of the New Second Division.

"Da-da-"

At this time, the Japanese heavy machine gun position erected on the north bank of Zhongshao River began to exert its might, dozens of heavy machine guns roared in unison, the bullets crossed the river and the air distance of more than 400 meters, and rolled towards the position under the Hualing Dock, the rain of bullets made the defenders' firepower stagnate, and several machine gunners who were desperately shooting fell crooked on the position, and the deputy shooters did not hesitate at all, pulled the butt that was stained red with blood, and the light machine guns roared again.

With the Japanese heavy machine guns joining the battle, the Japanese troops who landed on the south bank to attack finally won a breathing opportunity, the Japanese grenadiers loaded melon grenades, at a rate of every minute, to cover the defenders' positions, although the explosion power of the melon grenades thrown by the grenadiers was limited, but nearly 400 grenades exploded on the defenders' positions one after another in one minute, and the damage and casualties brought to the defenders were also extremely terrible.

In the continuous explosions, the officers and men of the defenders who had been bombarded with key bombardments screamed one after another, dozens of soldiers rose into the air in the light of the fire, and a rain of blood fell in the sky, and human body fragments and internal organs fell like raindrops.

As the defenders' machine guns and submachine gun fire briefly stopped, Yoshida Shaosa's wolf howl sounded again: "Assault, kill all the people."

The devil soldiers who heard this call, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, held the 38-type rifles with bayonets on them, and rushed up with a roar, wanting to break into the defenders' positions in one fell swoop.

"Grenade"

The defenders did not flinch, and five or six hundred grenades smashed into the Japanese formation in the storm like a raging storm

"Boom"

In the explosion, one by one the devil soldiers were pierced into blood-spraying gourds by sharp shrapnel, and the red-eyed Japanese soldiers didn't care about the shrapnel flying all over the sky, and they didn't look at their comrades who were struggling in a pool of blood, and rushed straight up with their heads down.

"Da-da-"

More than 20 heavy machine guns deployed on the mountainside of Hualingwu as anti-aircraft fire suddenly opened fire, and the terrible chain of fire swept across the front line of the Japanese army.

Luo Changling continued to respond to the Japanese offensive, and the deployment of the strikes was smooth.

Soon, the Japanese heavy machine gun position, which posed the greatest threat to the defenders, was plunged into flames and smoke, and as hundreds of shells fell, the Japanese heavy machine gunners who were firing frantically were crooked to the side one by one, and the secondary shooters and ammunition men next to them were also blown apart. This bombing was a large area, and there was hardly a single living hole left in the entire heavy machine gun position of the Japanese army at the rear of the year.

After knocking out the Japanese heavy machine guns, the artillery fire was again aimed at the Japanese troops on Zhongshao Creek, but this time it was not infantry guns and mortars, but millimeter Erly anti-aircraft guns.

"Knock-"

More than a dozen anti-aircraft guns, under the control of the gunners, spewed flames at great speed. The shells of this anti-aircraft gun weigh about 100 grams, and the projectile is fed by a chain, the initial velocity of the projectile is between 10UU-l100 meters and seconds, and the rate of fire is as high as 400 rounds per minute.

Seeing the tongues of fire rolling over, the Japanese soldiers on the bamboo raft were in a mess, only to hear the sound of "boom", the bamboo row shook violently in the screams, and then tilted sideways, and one after another fireballs rose into the air, bamboo pieces, all kinds of sundries, and human body fragments rolled in the air.

The Japanese troops on the entire river were mortally attacked, all the bamboo rafts were scattered, and most of the Japanese soldiers who fell into the river did not know the nature of the water, and sank to the bottom of the water after a few ups and downs in the icy rapids.

After more than 10 minutes of shelling, almost all the Japanese troops who forcibly crossed the river disappeared, and only countless bamboos and bloody corpses remained on the river.

After finishing the Japanese troops on the river, the anti-aircraft guns stopped firing, and the Type 92 infantry guns and mortars, plus the flying thunder guns, densely covered the devils crossing the river.

Due to the lack of backup, the morale of the Japanese army was low, and no amount of encouragement from Yoshida Shaosa was effective, especially when Yoshida was shot from an unknown source. After the 7 mm sniper bullet hit the head like a watermelon, the Japanese army could no longer hold on, and fled to the lower reaches of the river, not wanting to step on the mines in a row, and the last wave of Japanese troops was completely annihilated in Yangwu Village.

Okamura Ninji, who saw this tragic scene through the binoculars, sat down on the ground in agony, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he muttered, "How can there be such a terrible army of cowardly Shina people?