Two hundred and seventy-nine. Outside Matsue Castle
"Pay attention to air defense, pay attention to air defense!"
"Speed up, speed up!"
A strange team has appeared on the road.
This team can basically be called "mechanized", tanks, wheeled combat vehicles, armored vehicles, plus a large number of trucks.
Guards battalion of the headquarters of the 19th Army!
Tiger Camp!
In the jeep at the front, there was Major Wang Weiyi. The crisp military uniform was meticulously dressed, and on his neckline, a particularly striking skull badge was pinned.
No one knew the meaning of this skull badge, except for Wang Weiyi himself
So far, although the Guards Battalion is well-equipped and has sufficient weapons and ammunition, it can basically be called a ragtag army, and there are people from all kinds of units in the ranks.
Tiannan and Haibei, Guangxi, Sichuan, Hunan
This is not a big problem, and it is impossible for any unit to become an ace from the very first day of its formation. All the troops grew up after a series of brutal battles.
"Major, may I ask a question?" Zhang Sandao, who was sitting in the same jeep as Wang Weiyi, said.
"Absolutely."
"What does this badge on your collar mean?"
Wang Weiyi was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "It represents victory!" ”
"Victory?" Zhang Sandao didn't understand too much, what victory does wearing a badge represent?
Wang Weiyi didn't say anything more
On November 7, the most brutal Japanese offensive began.
The planes began to bomb Matsue frantically. Artillery fire constantly ravaged the positions of the Chinese troops. Those fortifications had long been blown up under such heavy artillery fire.
The 67th Army had only arrived on the battlefield, and they had not been subjected to such heavy artillery fire before. It was very uncomfortable, and the soldiers did not know how to hide themselves under such fierce fire, even the officers.
Therefore, under such an attack, the casualties of the 67th Army increased suddenly
The enemy did not in the slightest intend to weaken the artillery fire, but further strengthened the fire offensive.
Seeing the casualties increasing step by step, Wu Qian, the commander of the 319 Brigade who personally supervised the battle on the front line, was so anxious that fire broke out.
The officers could only shout "hidden, hidden" in a loud voice, but how to hide? But few people could answer.
Opposite. Before the officers could shout a few times, they themselves fell in a pool of blood
What kind of battle is this? Anger welled up in Wu Qian's eyes.
But there was no way, no way at all. They had no air support, no artillery support, and the only thing they could do was endure such an attack.
Finally. The annoying plane in the air is gone. Then, a large number of Japanese troops appeared in view
The Chinese soldiers, who had endured the bombardment for so long, quickly threw themselves into the positions and did not even have time to collect the bodies of the brothers.
Damn, the infantry of Little Japan has finally started to attack, and it is time for Grandpa to start killing well, right?
Heavy eyes spew anger in his eyes, and his hands grip the machine gun tightly
In his imagination, the Japanese should come up like a tide for a while, and then this bulky guy in his hand should taste the blood of the Japanese happily.
But what he imagined didn't happen
Japan is very scattered. And their machine guns went off first, and then the attacking Japanese troops divided into numerous battle groups. Under the cover of machine guns, they pressed towards the position without hurrying.
What does this count for?
The machine gunners were a little overwhelmed, who should they aim at with such a scattered formation of the enemy?
No matter! The heavy machine gun in his hand began to roar, but the Japanese quickly fell down, and then the Japanese machine gun also let out an even louder roar.
Come on, who's afraid of whom? The Heavy had red eyes and gritted his teeth as he spat out strings of bullets.
However, the effect is clearly not ideal, it looks like the fight is very lively, and in fact it does not kill many enemies, which the Heavy knows all too well.
But he ignored it, and still opened fire on the enemy.
And this also caused the dissatisfaction of the brothers next to him:
"What are you shooting there? Why didn't you kill a few? ”
"What about heavy machine guns? And what about heavy machine guns? Shoot, shoot! ”
These words reached the ears of the heavy, and the fire in his heart burned, but he did not argue about anything, but tried his best to strafe it.
Suddenly, the Heavy felt a chill on his forehead, and then a man fell to the gun
His body was too out of the woods, and he became the target of the Japanese snipers who had been waiting for their chance
The Heavy is not willing to die, he should be the most reliable firepower here, but why is this happening?
No one could give him an answer
The secondary shooter quickly took over, causing the heavy machine gun, which had been silent for less than a few seconds, to erupt in a roar again. But he, like his fallen brother, found that he could not shoot many enemies at all.
Now it feels like punching a pile of cotton one by one, and I can't exert any strength at all.
How so?
And those battle groups of the Japanese army are getting closer and closer
"Dog's day, get on the big knife, attack!" A battalion commander couldn't stand it anymore, he remembered yesterday's battle, and sharply pulled out his broadsword and shouted.
"Rush!" The soldiers let out such a roar
They are not afraid of death, and none of them are afraid of death. As long as you can kill the devil, it doesn't matter if everyone dies here!
"Rush!" Even the regimental commander was inspired and rushed out of the position with a broadsword.
In doing so, they quickly became targets for the Japanese
The battalion commander, who was the first to rush out of the position, only took a few steps forward, and then felt that his body had been hit with the most violent impact, and then fell to the ground in one fell swoop.
Blood flowed out of his body, gradually enveloping him
"Rush, rush, rush" until death, and the battalion commander's mouth kept repeating these two words
The Japanese machine guns roared like demons, constantly seizing the side of the Chinese soldiers. And those snipers hiding in the shadows are also constantly shooting those officers.
The regiment commander's eyes were red, his mouth was "whooshing", and he kept uttering some curses that others could not understand.
A Japanese sniper quickly spotted the target, and the muzzle of the gun was quietly aimed at him
With a sound of "horn", the regiment commander fell
Blood stained the position, and the corpses were strewn all over the 107th Division, and the brothers of the 107th Division charged with their bravery and loyalty, but they soon discovered that this was not what they wanted.
The regiment was almost crippled, and the corpses were singing lamentations there
The Japanese took the opportunity to attack on all fronts and seized the positions here with considerable casualties.
Wu Qian's eyes were also red, and he threw away the binoculars with all his might: "Damn, gather Lao Tzu's guards together, fight back, fight back!" ”
At this time, a sharp whistling came, and the captain of the guard on the side shouted: "Brigade seat, be careful! ”
Then he threw the brigade seat to the ground, and a bomb exploded not far away
"Traveler, Traveler!"
When Wu Qian heard the call and opened his eyes with difficulty, he found that his guard captain was dead, and he wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, there was a sharp pain in his body.
Hurt?
Wu Qian was not only wounded, but also seriously injured.
"Go and take the position back, take it back," Wu Qian said with difficulty.
Until now, he still firmly remembers the division commander's instructions to him, and his position must be held for the last week. But this is the first day!
A soldier can die, but not like this!
But how could the position be taken back from the Japanese?
The position outside Matsue Castle was already facing collapse on the first day
"Your Excellency, in an hour, we can all break through the outer defense line of the Zhina people, and then we can launch an attack on Songjiang."
Hiroo Nodo, the captain of the Nodo Infantry Brigade, said loudly.
"Well done, Nodo-kun." Hasegawa Masaken no longer had any doubts about the capture of Matsue at this time: "In Matsue, you will still be resisted by the Shina people, please be as brave as now!" ”
"Please rest assured, Your Excellency Wing Commander, the people of China are vulnerable!"
"No, you're wrong." Hasegawa Masaken waved his hand: "You have to know that their soldiers are still very brave, but their officers will only blindly act brutally. War, that's not how it goes. They don't know how to attack, and they don't know how to defend. Therefore, the final victory will surely belong to the Japanese Empire. ”
"Long live the Great Japanese Empire, long live the Emperor!" Hiroo Nodo then said, "But what I don't understand is how Captain Uchiguchi was killed at the hands of the Shina people? ”
Hasegawa Masaki's expression darkened a little: "This is also a question of mine, but what I wonder about is not that the Shina people have the ability to kill Uchiguchi, but the Shina officer who commanded the battle at the Minohe Bridge, judging from the post-war intelligence data, he is very experienced, and it can even be said unceremoniously that he seems to have found a way to deal with us." ”
"This is impossible, the people of China will never be able to deal with the Imperial Army!"
"Hopefully we'll be able to meet them on the battlefield." Hasegawa Masanogen smiled: "Okay, Nodo-kun, go and take the glory that should belong to you." ”
"Hello!"
"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, we have found an army on our flank!"
"What?"
"We have spotted a Chinese army on our flank, and they are moving very fast, and they have already exchanged fire with our flank covering force!" (To be continued.) )