Chapter 13: Changing Guards (11)

Boom boom, boom, five loud bangs, the earth shook, the ground seemed to be swept through a layer of waves, and Gong Qingyuan, who was not far away, had his knees weak and almost knelt down.

After five loud bangs, everything was silent, unprecedentedly pure, I don't know whether they were deaf by the loud noise, or shocked by the power of the red-clothed cannon, everyone stopped their movements, and the personnel of the puppet 10th Brigade on the north bank of the river poked their heads out of the trenches and looked at the north bank of the river stupidly.

There, there is already a Shura field, and there are thousands of grains of iron sand in the five red-clothed cannons, covering the whole area within a hundred meters, as long as it is within this range, there is no iron sand that is not taken care of. Some were lucky, hit a few pieces of iron sand, hot, some unlucky, dozens of grains of iron sand all over their bodies, like glutinous rice falling into the Zhiqi basin. After a while, the pain came from all sides of the body, it was a hellish pain, and the soldiers of the Pseudo-10th Brigade threw away the guns in their hands and howled.

The first to react was Li Picheng, deputy of the 412th Regiment, who took out his Browning pistol and fired three shots at the sky, and then roared: "First battalion, follow me!" ”

When the brothers of the Field Supplement Regiment came to their senses and poked their heads out of the trenches to make a difference, the first battalion of the 412th Regiment had already rushed through the trenches under the leadership of Li Picheng. In less than a minute, a battalion of more than 300 people with five each* fell on the puppet army on the river bank howling in pain, and at the same time landed on the pontoon bridge, blowing the pontoon bridge into two on the spot, one part was still on the south bank of the river, and most of it was washed back to the north bank by the river.

Li Picheng didn't want to be taken prisoner, and the puppet army on the south bank of the Yangtze River, whether they lived or died, threw them into the river at once, and then retreated like a whirlwind with their troops. It wasn't until Li Picheng had done everything that the curved guns on the north bank of the river reacted, threw the shells far away to the south bank, and smashed the heads poked out of the field supplement regiment back into the trench bunkers. Several shells landed directly on the redcoat cannon, making a crisp sound that smashed some of the rust off the redcoat cannon.

After a while, the sound of the curved artillery stopped, and the puppet army did not have many shells, and they could not afford to bomb without a target. Xie Qi, the deputy commander of the field supplement regiment, withdrew from the position with the third battalion, looked at Li Picheng, and there was some admiration in his eyes, the distance between the main regiment and the field supplement regiment could be proved in the previous reaction.

Yan Junlong, the head of the Wild Repair Regiment, asked Xie Qi a little reproachfully why he retreated without an order, Xie Qi said with a smile, the pontoon bridge floated back to the north shore, and the next attack could no longer be carried out at the big pier. Yan Junlong was a little incomprehensible, Xie Bi explained that the pontoon bridge was too heavy to be erected against the current, so he could only find a suitable place downstream, fix the lower end, and let the river push the upper end across the opposite bank. Because the pontoon bridge was blown up, it was not long enough, and it needed to be extended. It takes time to lengthen the pontoon, it also takes time to find another position, and it is not easy to lengthen the pontoon bridge in this place, right under our noses, within the range of rifle fire. It will take at least a day to complete this, and it seems that the second battle of the puppet army to cross the river will not be carried out until a day later.

Gong Qingyuan nodded, yes, this Xie Qi is a bit of a brain.

Deputy Xie Tuan of the Ye Bu Regiment has brains, but Zhao Xueliang, deputy of the 413 Regiment, does not seem to be so brainy.

The 413th Regiment was ordered by Li Benyi to kill the rear of the Japanese puppet army in the direction of Shengqiao at full speed, Liu Qinglong and Zhao Xueliang, the deputy of the regiment, divided into two routes, one was led by Liu Qinglong and a battalion directly into Shengqiao, aiming to disturb the rear base camp of the Japanese puppet army. The main force of the Japanese army left Shengqiao, but the rear hospital, grain and grass warehouses were all in Shengqiao, as long as a fire was placed in the rear of the enemy, the enemy would honestly give up the attack and return to save the old nest. Zhao Xueliang's job was to lead the second and third battalions to set up an ambush on the way, if the number of enemy reinforcements was not large, eat him, if the number of people was enough, let him go, and don't fight with the force. Anyway, it's to delay time, and it's not a decisive battle, so you don't need to fight hard.

Liu Qinglong is a complete robber, his favorite thing to do is robbery, as soon as he gets Li Benyi's order, his first reaction is to go to Shengqiao to get a vote. Twenty kilometers, it only took him two and a half hours, and when he took out the sentry of the Japanese puppet army stronghold in Shengqiao with one shot, a smile of success was already on his face.

Shengqiao is a big town, because of the attitude of the Lujiang County Government, Wang Zhanlin moved his military base from Lujiang here, and operated here for two years, which can be described as fruitful, a large number of Japanese-funded enterprises have found a foothold here, Sakata Trading, Yokohama Co., Ltd. are all branches here, on the street, you can often see Japanese ronin wearing wooden slippers and Japanese women wearing kimonos, and occasionally you can see one or two Japanese-style banners.

Liu Qinglong was like a strong-blooded prostitute, and suddenly saw a coquettish woman, and every cell in his body was seduced and trembled. Gather all the Japanese, kill the men on the spot, and send all the women to the hospital, and all of a sudden, the hospital beds become a den.

After the telegram for help was sent, there was no male Japanese in Morihashi, and all the women were concentrated in the hospital, fantasizing about using their most primitive skills to get a chance to live.

The door of the Japanese-funded enterprise in Shengqiao was opened, no one guarded it, as long as you wanted, you can take whatever it takes, at first only a few gangsters sneaked in to get some small things, to see if it was okay, and began to move it on a large scale, and finally, even the sun flag hanging on the wall was taken away, it was a good cloth, which could be used to sew a gown.

The Japanese puppet army that had advanced westward after receiving the request for help was greatly shocked and immediately sent two squadrons of Japanese troops to rescue them quickly, while the rest of the people waited for them to stand by at the Qifengling site, which was less than seven kilometers away from Li Benyi's position.

When Zhao Xueliang knew that there were only two infantry squadrons and less than 400 people coming back, Zhao Xueliang decided to take down this group of Japanese troops.

Compared with the number of people alone, Zhao Xueliang has the possibility of taking this group of Japanese troops, two battalions, more than 700 people, and the opponent is less than 400 people, two to one. Judging from the weapons, the Japanese army did not have artillery, and neither did the 412 regiment, so everyone was even. Machine guns, everyone has them, grenadiers, everyone has them. With static braking, waiting for work, on the whole, the winning chance is very large.

Just do it, Zhao Xueliang found a favorable terrain and arranged the two battalions. There is a small pond here, two hundred meters long, and the road is on one side of the pond. If it is an invincible subordinate, in this kind of terrain, it will definitely use the pond as an intermediate isolation and strike from the side of the pond, this side is the main road, there is no hiding place, even if you lie on the ground, you can't escape the shrunnel of the hand cannon. But Zhao Xueliang's thinking is very different, he arranges the men and horses on the side of the road, and he also uses the pond, but he uses the pond to block the opponent's retreat and trap the opponent to death.

Zhao Xueliang didn't think of a word, put it to death and then live, once the opponent found that there was no way out, it would stimulate the potential, and the trapped beast would still fight, which would bring great trouble to the hunters.

At this moment, Zhao Xueliang was caught in this huge trouble, and his two battalions were entangled by their opponents in a good situation.

When Zhao Xueliang was full of ambition and watched the Japanese army run into his ambush circle, he was secretly snickering, the Japanese army ran very awkwardly, because of the heat, someone had an open arms, a rifle on the shoulder, * in the back, the muzzle in front, holding the barrel with one hand and wiping sweat with the other. There is a way that is a hundred miles and the interesting one is the general, fifty miles and the interesting one army is half to, this road, although it is less than fifty miles, but the Japanese army still can't run like a shape, such a rout of the same troops, not to mention two to one, is one to two, Zhao Xueliang is also sure.

With a dense burst of gunfire, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, whether they were dead or alive. Just as Zhao Xueliang was about to charge, from the lying Japanese army, there was a burst of gunshots, and with the gunshots, Liu Qinglong let out a "Ouch!" Turning his head, he saw that the guard next to him had been shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground.

Zhao Xueliang was furious and howled: shoot, shoot, kill the Japanese.

The rifle fire between the two sides began, and the bullets were coming and going in the air. After a while, the grenadiers of both sides also joined in, and the performance of the Japanese army's Type 89 grenadiers and the National Army's Type 27 grenadiers was equal.

Zhao Xueliang left one battalion to attack the Japanese army in the same place, and the other battalion outflanked from the end of the pond, but the result was also ineffective, and the Japanese troops who were killed and wounded in one place were also divided into two ways to meet the battle. Although the Japanese army was in a passive position, its defeat was not obvious.

The strength of the Japanese army's fighting power and tenacious spirit far exceeded Zhao Xueliang's expectations. When he saw the bloodied and wounded Japanese soldiers still rushing bravely towards his position, Zhao Xueliang's heart collapsed!

The reason why the Japanese army ran so badly was because there was too much load, and the Japanese troops who returned to the reinforcements knew that they would definitely fall into the situation of fighting alone, so they increased the carrying of ammunition to the greatest extent, in order to carry ammunition, the Japanese troops of these two squadrons took out all the daily necessities such as lunch boxes and blankets, and the backpacks were full of ammunition. The Japanese army had an infantry brigade with a squadron of transporting baggage, mainly carts and mules and horses, which could carry the whole brigade for three days of food and ammunition for a small campaign. These two squadrons that have returned to support have no restrictions on carrying ammunition, and they can bring as much as they can, and it is precisely because of this that they dare to let go of the consumption of their hands and feet. Relatively speaking, Zhao Xueliang's numbers are superior, but ammunition is not necessarily superior.

Zhao Xueliang thought about retreating, but the two sides had already entered a state of entanglement and could not withdraw, because in this state, the withdrawing side would have to bear great losses.

The battle between the two sides had been going on for an hour, and at about the same time, both sides sent telegrams to the headquarters asking for help. Almost at the same time, the Japanese puppet army in Qifengling, which was on standby, decided to send another squadron to the rescue, and Liu Qinglong, who was venting the fire in the Shengqiao Japanese military hospital, also gave an order and opened all of them.

The harassment war turned into an oil war, and on the streets of the mud bridge, Mo Di, who tasted the local specialty snacks with Shi Chong, smiled bitterly and said to Shi Chong: "Don't tell anyone Zhao Xueliang in the future, he used to mix with us!" ”

Shi Da smiled, looked at the delicate little snack with golden color in front of him, sandwiched one, and threw it into his mouth, the oil and sugar were moisturizing, sweet and crispy, delicate and slag-free, and nodded appreciatively, this thing is good, after the war, you can take some back, and sell it to Jin Tongxuan at a high price, his pregnant mother-in-law, it is best to take this bite.