Chapter 401 On the Lugou Bridge on the 7th of July

At about 23 o'clock in the evening, the staff member on duty of the Jicha Political Affairs Committee forwarded to Chairman Tang Qiuli a telephone record of Matsui Taikuro, head of the Japanese secret service in Beiping; at this time, Tang Qiuli had already ordered all units to prepare for an attack, and the operational staff officers stood in front of the liaison radio stations of the units they were responsible for, held their breath, looked intently at the division commander, and waited for his order.

Matsui said on the phone: The Japanese army was exercising on the outskirts of Lugou Bridge yesterday, and suddenly heard the sound of gunfire, and immediately collected the team and called names, and found that there was a lack of soldiers, and the suspected person who released the guns was the Chinese army stationed in Lugou Bridge, and believed that the soldiers who released the guns had been captured by the squadron ** and entered the city, and demanded that they immediately enter the city to search.

Tang Qiuli ordered the personnel on duty of the Jicha Political Affairs Committee to reply: "It was late at night, and the Japanese soldiers entering the city were afraid of causing local unrest, and our officers and soldiers were sleeping soundly, so they were afraid of misunderstandings," and they refused on the spot.

At around 23:20 p.m., Matsui called the duty room of the Jicha Political Affairs Committee, claiming that if the Chinese side did not allow it, the Japanese army would forcibly enter the city by force to search it, and that the Chinese side would bear all the consequences arising therefrom.

At this time, the Japanese Shimizu Brigade was ready to attack, the Japanese artillery had set up artillery positions, and the infantry had moved to the moat and could attack the city at any time.

Ji Xingwen, the commander of the 219th Regiment of the defending army, asked the army commander Tang Qiuli if he could return fire, and the troops of the Qingshui Brigade of the Japanese army surrounded by the independent division had already arrived at the designated position, and the Japanese artillery began shelling Wanping City.

The first cannonball whistled down on the Wanping city wall, and in the middle of the night, a dark red fire exploded, several city bricks flew up, and dust splashed on the soldiers who were waiting on the city wall.

The headquarters of the independent division learned that the Japanese were shelling Wanping, Tang Qiuli ordered the Ji Xingwen regiment to immediately return fire, attract Japanese firepower to Wanping, and the independent division encircled the troops, quickly annihilated the Japanese Qingshui Brigade, and then rushed to the direction of Lugou Bridge to block the Japanese reinforcements.

The first gunshot rang out under Wanping City, as scheduled, history is really irreversible, this is the gunfire that Tang Qiuli and the supreme commander of the Japanese army in North China are looking forward to.

He turned his head, his heart was beating uncontrollably, the historical events happened as scheduled, but the result changed because of himself, this moving feeling of creating history made him almost unable to take a deep breath and suppress his mood.

"Order, all units in accordance with the original battle plan, start the attack in an all-round way, tell the commanders at all levels, the history of the Chinese nation, will open a new chapter in their hands"

The operational staff officers conveyed the words of the division commander word for word, and in the command headquarters, voices rang out one after another: "The division commander ordered to start the attack"

After giving the order, Tang Qiuli suddenly felt a sense of weakness and weakness, and his body shook a few times, this may be the prostration after excessive movement, Mei Ting, who was waiting by his side, hurriedly helped him to sit on the chair, Tang Qiuli smiled at his beloved wife tiredly.

Under Wanping City, Shimizu Setsuro was extremely excited, he commanded the artillery to send the first shell, watching the cannonballs accurately hit the Wanping City Wall, in the night, the brilliant flames, than the ceremony that bloomed on the Yu Lan Festival, ten million times better, a new chapter in the history of the Japanese Empire, opened by my Shimizu Setsuro himself.

The Holy War in North China was the first one I started, and my name will be recorded in the annals of Japanese history, and Setsuro Shimizu even thought that in his later years, in the face of a full house of children and grandchildren, talking about his original achievements, how proud and glorious it was, and the expansion of overseas territories by the Japanese Empire, I fired the first shot at the North China Army

Wanping City, suddenly like an awakened lion, sounded the roar of various guns, among them, the sound of Maxine's heavy machine gun was particularly harsh, the dense rain of bullets on the city wall, and the communication soldiers beside Qing Shui fell to the ground, with a fist in front of Xiōng.

This may be the first Japanese soldier killed in the Sino-Japanese all-out war, the first among the nearly a million Japanese soldiers, but unfortunately, history did not leave his name, otherwise, as an aggressor, he might be able to leave his name in the annals of history?

Setsuro Shimizu was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, the Chinese army dared to fight back and killed the soldiers of the empire? It's really hateful, this is really his ** is bandit logic, the Japanese are born with brains and idiots, you beat people, and you don't let you fight back, fight back, you are still angry?

He commanded the knife to point at Wanping City, ordered the artillery, and bombarded Wanping City with all his might, killing these pigs, and the troops attacked

However, there was no chance, including the glory of his fantasical children and grandchildren who fought for the Japanese Empire, including the lives of more than 1,700 soldiers he led, were destined to be shattered on July 7, under the city of Wanping in the land of North China.

Countless mortar shells suddenly flew from the rear of the Qingshui brigade, and the sound of the cannonballs being ejected from the chamber made people straighten up jī skin pimples, compared to Qingshui's artillery, the shells that sent shè were similar to mosquitoes humming.

A mortar regiment, nearly 600 mén mortars, Qi shè What a spectacular scene, the sky was full of salutes, dragging the dark red tail flame, blooming above the heads of the Japanese soldiers, but what was spilled down was deadly steel fragments.

This is the Huangya Dòng Base Special Equipment Research Institute, the newly developed mortar air-burst bomb, equipped with a self-detonation fuse, the warhead does not have to touch the object, it can explode in the air, specially developed for large-scale killing and wounding infantry, what you want is that there is no safety blind spot, there is no place to hide.

Six hundred mén mortars, a round of Qi shè, covered the Japanese position, under the blooming salute, it was the heads of the Japanese soldiers that were shattered, even with steel helmets, they were pierced by shrapnel, and the infantry of the independent 4th Brigade who acted in concert were so angry that their teeth itched, these artillerymen were too greedy, not a single living devil was left, dare to be affectionate, we are here to clean up the battlefield?

The soldiers of the 219th Regiment on the city wall of Wanping stopped shooting, staring at the never-before-seen wonders with wide eyes, the one who had seen thousands of mortar shells exploding in mid-air, especially condescending, much more spectacular than the fireworks on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, my God, the Japanese devils below, maybe what the hell it will blow up?

In order to highlight his command position, he especially stood on a high ground, in order to let the soldiers see his heroic posture and boost the morale of the soldiers, so he was taken extra care of the airburst bombs, and there were a lot of them, especially because he disdained to wear a steel helmet, thinking that it was done by a gallant ghost.

In addition to his head, Shimizu Setsuro's xiōng chamber was rubbed with seven or eight sharp pieces of shrapnel, and only two tuǐ were intact, and the soldiers of the Independent Fourth Brigade, who cleaned the battlefield, also determined his identity from that command knife.

At a time of more than one time, the Japanese Shimizu Brigade, more than 1,700 soldiers, including officers at all levels, were all killed, all of them were killed under the shelling, and the sudden attack, coupled with the fierce artillery fire, the effect was amazingly good, and the infantry did not fire a single shot, and really became a unit to clean up the battlefield.

After receiving a report from Yu Wanping City and annihilating more than 1,700 people of the Qingshui Brigade of the Japanese Army, Yu Guanghan, the new chief of staff of the Independent Division, hesitated to look at the division commander who was already asleep, and couldn't make up his mind, should he wake him up?

Tang Qiuli's sleeping posture was more fragrant, with Mei Ting's sturdy big tuǐ on his pillow, smelling her mí people's body fragrance, the phone ringing one after another in the command headquarters, the sound of "tick-tock" announcements, the footsteps of the staff officers hurrying back and forth, and the whispered chatter, which seemed to be a lullaby.

Mei Ting smiled apologetically at Yu Guanghan, took the telegram in her hand, and gently placed it on the table next to her, Yu Guanghan turned around and went to something else, Mei Ting gently stroked his hair, and outside, there was a "rumbling" cannon sound from afar.

She knew that her husband had put in the effort he had put into this battle, countless sleepless nights, racking his brains to think, his body had been overdrawn, and now, all the plans were going smoothly, and Mei Ting couldn't bear to wake him up.

On the outskirts of Beiping, hundreds of thousands of troops, catching and fighting, the supreme commander of one side, but slept so sweetly, and snorted happily, which can be regarded as a miracle on the battlefield.

During this period, the Japanese army mobilized nearly 200,000 troops to carry out indiscriminate attacks on all key points held by the 29th Army in Beiping from four directions, because the defenders had already taken precautions, and the Japanese army did not succeed anywhere, and the battlefield was in a stalemate.

Subsequently, the Japanese army adjusted its deployment and prepared to concentrate its forces to attack several important targets, and at this time, the three attack corps of the independent division launched a surprise attack on the Japanese army that was in the process of adjusting its strength, like three sharp swords, stabbing at the Japanese army.

In the dark night, they didn't know how many squadrons were attacking them, only that the shells that fell on their heads were endless, like hail in the sky.

The strategic layout of the Japanese army was instantly shattered by this sudden attack, and there was no order, and the commander-in-chief of the campaign to attack Beiping, the chief of staff of the Japanese North China Garrison Army, Lieutenant General Nishimura Masahashi, and his command headquarters also dropped several large-caliber shells.

Fortunately, the guards sacrificed their lives to save them and survived, otherwise, they would have been recorded in history with the first battle of Pingjin, the highest-ranking general killed by the Japanese army, and the headquarters became a slaughterhouse, and the bloody corpses of staff officers and guards were lying on the ground, and the house was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Stunned by the shell, Nishimura Masahashi, who had just come to his senses, pushed away the body of the guard who was pressing on his body, and the guard's back was deeply covered with a piece of shrapnel, fortunately this guy pounced on himself, otherwise, the part where this piece of shrapnel hit was the heart of His Excellency the Lieutenant General.

Nishimura Masahashi couldn't figure out where so many troops came out, there was no warning in advance, and the firepower was so fierce, but one thing he could conclude was that these troops attacking him must be the descendants of the devil Tang Qiuli, the North China Independent Division.

The other squadrons, without such a ferocious and vicious style of play, started with the most intense shelling, and, judging from the sound of artillery everywhere, the shelling has not stopped.

Nishimura Masahashi gritted his teeth and ordered the surviving staff officers to immediately call through the troops and inquire about the battle situation, and soon, the troops who could continue to rise all telegraphed back that they had been fiercely attacked by the Shina army with superior strength and firepower, and had fallen into a situation of encirclement, and asked His Excellency the Chief of Staff to immediately send reinforcements, otherwise, our troops were in danger of being crushed.

Nishimura Masahashi was stunned, he couldn't believe that the 200,000 soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire, countless rehearsals of the plan, the battle of North China that Jīng had prepared for several years, and when it had just started less than three xiǎo, it had actually become such a situation, why? What's the problem?

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