Chapter Eighty-Eight: They Asked for It
Dashanyan was already very tired after a busy day, and just when he took off his clothes and was about to rest, he received a report of the Volunteers' surprise attack on Anping. He didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he ran out of the house in his pajamas on a cold day, and hurriedly called a group of Japanese high-ranking staff to discuss countermeasures.
"At 10:50 p.m. tonight, the branch of the army launched an attack on the town of Anping, and our Imperial Japanese Army under the command of the brigade commander Takekawa Kohei was engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy. A telegram sent by the commander of the Wuchuan Brigade said that the Chinese army that appeared in Anping was the 4th, 1st, and 5th divisions of the Volunteer Army, as well as Yang Xiaolin's directly subordinate garrison regiment. We can't be sure if the rest of the Volunteers are behind, but the beast is in Anping! ”
The Japanese combat staff officer was obviously very conscientious, and when Dashan Yan came to the headquarters, he had already summarized the information he had obtained and briefly explained the current situation.
"Are you saying that Yang beats ghosts in Anping?"
Da Shanyan's eyes suddenly lit up, his eyes were very complicated, shocked, stunned, surprised, and unbelievable. Not only Da Shanyan couldn't believe it, but the other Japanese senior staff members also didn't believe that Yang Xiaolin would come back.
Commander Yang said that Dashanyan does not have a long memory, and the volunteers first killed the front of the Second Army, and then abolished the front that went straight to Songyuan, and Dashanyan actually arranged the battle line. In fact, why don't you know about Dashan Rock? It's just that Yang Xiaolin's non-linear combat really makes him very uncomfortable, and the army model of the Great Japanese Empire is not adaptable, if he abandons the battle line and fights the so-called non-linear combat like Yang Xiaolin, he knows that he will be miserable.
So even though he knew that pulling the front would cost a lot and that he seemed stupid, he fought in the way that the Japanese were familiar with, and that Japanese soldiers were good at. Dashan Yan is also a famous general, and he knows that even if he is passive in war, he cannot be led by the nose by the opponent, and he cannot let the other party formulate combat patterns and rules of engagement.
Many people in the country were already very dissatisfied with Daeshanam for allowing the volunteers to enter Korea without pursuing them. The military department politely reminded him that it was best to move quickly, and not to let the volunteers make too much trouble in Korea, otherwise there would be no way to explain to the emperor and the Japanese people.
Yang Fighting Ghost suddenly came back at this time, which was really unexpected by Dashanyan! While putting on his clothes, he looked at the battle map, Anping is more than 200 kilometers away from Dandong, if Yang Xiaolin breaks through Anping, he can jump to Fengcheng immediately, and then the volunteers will flee back to Changbai Mountain. The encirclement and suppression of the Japanese will end in failure, and if you want to kill Yang Dagui, you must enter Changbai Mountain and fight an extremely difficult battle with this beast.
But now that hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops are on the front line of the Yalu River, can Yang fight ghosts really pass?
"Order the First Guards Division to return to Fengcheng immediately! Which of our troops is closest to Anping? ”
"Report to the commander, it's the Ninth Division of the Third Army."
"Order them to support the Anping garrison at once! The rest of the troops also immediately turned around and surrounded Anping! ”
"Hello!"
Dashan Yan's hand gestured in the territory of Korea for a while: "Order, the 10th Division of the 1st Army and the 1st Division of the 4th Army will immediately turn back and block the other side of the Yalu River!" ”
The staff officer hesitated: "Commander, there are still units of the Volunteer Army in the territory of the DPRK that have not been cleared. Just received a telegram from the commander of the 10th Division, Naogami Songyuan, that Cai Yi, chief of staff of the Volunteer Army, was fleeing to the north with a part of the Zhina troops, most likely with the aim of crossing the Changbai Mountain and entering Liaodong. ”
Dashan Yan thought for a moment: "Let the Eighth Division bite them!" Let's fight Anping! Because Yang beats ghosts in Anping! ”
"Report to the Commander! The commander of the Wuchuan Brigade sent an urgent telegram, and the enemy attacked even fiercely. The defense line can no longer be held, please send troops to give tactical guidance as soon as possible! ”
Da Shanyan's expression was very serious: "Tell him to hold on until dawn no matter what!" Let the Ninth Division move faster! The Guards Division must occupy Fengcheng tomorrow morning! Otherwise military law engages! ”
The battlefield is a very cruel place, not that Dashanyan ordered Wuchuan to hold on until dawn, and Wuchuan could hold it. A brigade of more than four thousand soldiers. After crossing the Yalu River, more than 30,000 volunteers launched a fierce attack on him, and the positions were lost piece by piece.
In fact, Wu Chuan sent this telegram to tell Dashan Yan that he couldn't hold it. He wanted to ask if it was okay to retreat, but Dashanyan's reply completely made Wu Chuan fall into despair. He personally came to the front line of the battlefield to command the battle, but he still couldn't change anything.
The 4th and 1st divisions of the Volunteer Army are all veteran powerhouses, and the two troops rushed over from the south and the north, as if they were racing the speed of the march! Those volunteer soldiers shouted all the way to kill, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the Japanese corpses of the bayonets were everywhere.
The Japanese front was constantly compressed, compressed, and compressed. The soldiers around Wuchuan were constantly decreasing, and by the time Ling Cheng was 2:40, there were only more than 100 people left in a brigade in Wuchuan, and they were surrounded by volunteers in the depression where his headquarters was located.
The volunteers didn't seem to have any intention of attacking again, and a few unconscionable cannons were moved over by them and set up, and the thick muzzles were aimed at the Japanese army.
Among more than 100 people, someone suddenly cried again, Wu Chuan's heart was sad for a while, he quietly took out a photo of himself and his wife in his jacket pocket, kissed it very gently, and then wrote a line behind the photo with a pen, and then put the photo under his armpit.
The misery of the Japanese army did not win the sympathy of the volunteers, and Shi Xiaowu gave an order: "Release!" ”
Seven or eight explosive packets flew over little Japan's head, and after the continuous explosions, the battlefield was calm, and a group of volunteer soldiers immediately walked in with bayonets, looking for the wounded Japanese soldiers who were still lying on the ground and groaning.
Mark is also on the edge of the battlefield, he rushed over with a camera just after the battle, if he was going to write a book for Yang Xiaolin at the beginning, some people said that he was impulsive, then now everyone already knows that Mark's vision is really unique!
The continuous fighting of the Volunteers has brought this war to the attention of Europeans, and whether he can hold out until Zuihou or not, those white Europeans who are now seeking a higher level of living conditions have also developed a strong interest in this Yang Da ghost who is struggling on the line of life and death.
Someone has even started contacting Mark to ask how he's writing. So Mr. Mark is working extra hard now, he knows that the battlefield is still dangerous, but because of this, the photos will be shocking!
He and Elena cooperated to photograph every corner of the war, and when they were busy, there was a sudden movement next to them. Mark hurriedly grabbed Yelena's body and took a few steps back, and the seriously injured Wuchuan Xiaohe squirmed his body in the pile of dead people, his first reaction was to touch his armpit with his hand, and then seemed to let go of something.
Several volunteer soldiers rushed over at the first time, and one of them stabbed at Wuchuan with a bayonet!
Wu Chuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shouted at this time: "Reporter! Mr. Reporter! ”
Mark hurriedly went up and grabbed the soldier: "Hey! Don't be like that, brother, he's already going to die, don't do it anymore, okay? ”
The soldiers now also know this foreigner who has been staying by the commander's side, and the platoon commander who led the team looked at Wu Chuan, his belly was blown up, and his intestines were exposed. Even the most clever doctor couldn't save him, so he put away his gun at the moment: "Okay, this person will be handed over to Mr. Mark to deal with, and the clothes are a big official." ”
Mark thanked him, and then cautiously walked up to Wu Chuan: "Hello, I am a British journalist, and I am neutral in this war. Is there anything you can do? ”
Wu Chuan took out the photo from his armpit, there were many blood stains on it, and he wiped it a few times with his arm that could still move on his clothes: "Mr. Reporter." Here's a picture, if you can please give it to my wife, with the address of my home on the back, xiexie you. ”
Mark took the picture and looked at it. By the light of the fires on the battlefield, he could see clearly that a very beautiful Japanese woman in the photo was snuggled up next to a very heroic Japanese officer, both with happy smiles on their faces, behind them. It's an innocent smiling face of a teenage child.
Mark flipped over the photo and looked at the back, and the font on it was already stained with blood. He didn't ask anything more, and nodded to Wuchuan: "I promise you." Be sure to give the photos to your family. ”
Wu Chuan smiled, then pulled out his pistol against his temple and pulled the trigger.
Mark watched Takekawa complete the move but didn't stop it, because he knew that it would be a relief for the Japanese to do so now. Looking at the dead Wu Chuan, Mark's heart was really emotional.
"Mark, what's wrong?"
I don't know when Yang Xiaolin was already standing behind him, Mark hurriedly stood up from the ground: "Nothing Commander, this Japanese gave me a photo just now, which is a photo of him and his family." ”
Yang Xiaolin took the photo, took a look at it, and returned it to Mark.
Yelena was clearly sentimental: "It's all a damn war!" Commander, look at their smiles on this, this is a happy family, but I believe that their later life will be in pain, this woman has lost her husband, and her children have lost their father. ”
The corners of Commander Yang's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something. There are many wives who lost their husbands and fathers who lost their children in the war! There are many such lives that disappear around themselves every day, and the Chinese suffer every day!
When these Japanese chose to set foot in China, they were destined to have a river of blood and a mountain of corpses. The suffering of the Japanese is self-inflicted, but the suffering of the Chinese is imposed by the Japanese!
But the corners of his lips twitched a few times, but finally he smiled: "Hopefully, if I fall down one day, Miss Elena will feel sorry for me for a while." ”
Sui Bing in the distance shouted loudly: "Commander! The battle is over, and the Japanese 9th Division is coming to us, what should we do? ”
Yang Xiaolin turned around and walked away: "Liaoyang!" Let the brothers not rest, speed up and advance to Liaoyang! ”
Yelena obviously felt Commander Yang's unhappiness, and she was a little stunned: "Mark, did I say something wrong?" ”
Mark shrugged his shoulders: "It's okay dear. By the way, I've already figured out the title of my book, which is "Walking with Beasts", what do you think? ”
Yelena smiled, "It's great. ”
Commander Yang didn't explain to Yelena because he didn't like to confide in people. He knew that his pain was a story for others, and even if it made them feel compassion, it was not his own story! It hurts to be slashed by Japan, but he won't shout out, grit his teeth and endure it, and go back with a slash! (To be continued......)