Just as the First Division of the Hainan Army and the Japanese Army were fighting fiercely under the walls of Guangzhou, the Nationalist Government as far away as Nanjing also learned the news.
"The First Division of the Hainan Army! Defending Guangzhou is so difficult!" He Yingqin from the President's Office sighed, combining the forces of both sides.
In his heart, he was not very optimistic about the Hainan Army's side. Although the combat effectiveness of the main force of the Hainan Army was obvious to all, and the First and Second Divisions were among the best, the number of Hainan Army's side was ultimately smaller than that of the Japanese army.
"Respect! Don't underestimate that cunning boy. He is a tiger cub and will bite when cornered. That Japanese division will suffer a lot!" Chiang Kai-shek, who was opposite He Yingqin, put down the documents and said with a sigh.
"Let's not talk about the Hainan Army. We are now facing a problem. Jingzhi, what do you see from this information?"
Chiang Kai-shek's face was solemn. What he was most concerned about was not the Hainan Army, because the total number of the Hainan Army was only about 50,000, and it was not worthy of the National Government's all-out treatment. In fact, what he was most worried about was the movements of the Japanese army.
As a result, He Yingqin read several documents handed over by Chiang Kai-shek, and after a long time he exclaimed: "Chairman! This is..., the Japanese army is going to attack us?!"
"That's right! Nanjing is the capital, and the Japanese army will not let it go. If Nanjing is captured, the country's anti-Japanese war will be severely affected!" Chiang Kai-shek's face was as gloomy as a drop of ink. He has been hesitating whether to defend or not.
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Taking a secret look at Chiang Kai-shek's face, He Yingqin couldn't make up his mind. Say "defend"! This is bound to be a protracted and bloody battle. The central government has wiped out all its direct troops, so what else can it do to suppress the local troops? Say "no"! Move the capital.
He didn't dare to say it, and he couldn't bear the responsibility.
But it is difficult to defend Nanjing City. The war situation in North China is eroding. The Japanese army has captured Shandong and is gearing up to march south to Huainan and is about to attack the north bank of the Yangtze River.
The long Yangtze River defense line is full of loopholes, and even a small Shantou board can be crossed in some places where the water flow is gentle. The Japanese army in South China turns back to the Japanese army in North China. Under attack from three sides, the city of Nanjing will be in danger.
After a long time, Chiang Kai-shek suddenly said: "Call Bai Chongxi and ask him to lead the troops to build the Nanjing defense line!"
Chiang Kai-shek knew in his heart that although he intended to retreat to the southwest, it could not always be obvious. Nanjing still had to resist. Escape before fighting and strategic retreat were not concepts in the eyes of the Chinese people.
At the same time, the fighting between the two sides outside the city of Guangzhou gradually heated up. As the sun set and the red clouds reflected at dusk, the Hainan Army and the Japanese division began their first trial encounter.
Whether it is Jiang Tao or Inoue Harano, both of them behaved more cautiously. With their reputation as a true warrior, both of them regarded the other as their biggest rival.
"Bang!" With a crisp gunshot, a blood flower burst out from the head of an officer named Cao in the Japanese charging column, and he fell to the ground randomly.
On the chaotic battlefield, there was a reflection on the edge of an inconspicuous trench. It was the reflection of the sight, and a short Hainan Army soldier shrank into the trench.
Ameng is a young man from the Li ethnic group. He used to hunt with the hunters in the village, and he also learned good marksmanship. He is a famous sharpshooter in the nearby village.
Later, the Hainan Army recruited soldiers from various places, and he was selected to become a sniper because of his excellent marksmanship. To this day, he still remembers the first words of the instructor when he taught them: As a gunner, there is a moment of hesitation when shooting.
, will only make you die faster.
So up to now, he has been implementing the instructor's teachings very well, like a ghost wandering on the battlefield, and every bright red flower will take the life of a Japanese officer.
Quietly, Amen moved the sniper position along the trench. No sniper would stay in one place and shoot continuously, because that was the rhythm of seeking death.
"Bang!" There was another cruel gunshot, and the bullet that was released instantly shot into the mouth of a Japanese major who was screaming, and then the huge kinetic energy generated by the bullet tore the back of his head.
Although the major was hidden among the charging Japanese soldiers, the polished gun shining brightly in the setting sun exposed his position, and Ameng accurately seized the opportunity.
And just when Amen was about to continue hunting the Japanese officers, he suddenly felt a chill rushing to his spinal cord. Without thinking, he immediately fell to the ground.
At that moment, he even consciously felt a bullet grazing his head. If he hadn't been wearing a steel helmet, Amen felt that the bullet just now would have been enough to tear off his scalp.
"Bah! Bah!" He spat out the mud that fell into his mouth. The mud with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke was very bitter. Now he was not going to show his face because he knew that he had met his colleagues and the Japanese snipers were targeting him.
About two minutes later, Ameng took off the helmet on his head and slowly exposed the edge of the trench with the butt of his gun. However, there was still no movement for a long time. It seemed that he had encountered a tough situation.
Being suppressed in this blind corner, Ameng had no choice but to take out a piece of chewing gum and chew it in his mouth. Then he took out a small mirror from his coat pocket. Soon, he stuck the chewed gum on the tip of his dagger.
, and then glued the small mirror to the dagger.
This is a battlefield trick taught by instructors. If you cannot show your head, you can use this trick to observe the opponent's position safely and effectively.
"Crack!" When the lens extended out of the trench, it was shattered by a bullet within a few seconds. Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough for Amen to determine the approximate location of the opponent.
Little devil, it's your grandpa's turn to fight back! Ameng cursed in his heart, suddenly pulled out a grenade, threw it not far in front of the trench, and immediately fell down holding his head.
"Boom!" The grenade exploded, raising dust and gunpowder smoke. Taking advantage of the cover of the smoke, Amen escaped from the blind spot and hid himself.
Now, through Ameng's efforts, the two sides have finally equalized their superior positions. Now it depends on who can lose composure first and expose their position first.
As time passed by, Ameng tried his best to make his breathing more rhythmic and steady, enduring the smoke that choked his throat, and stared at the opposite side closely.
This was a competition of endurance and endurance. The ground that had just rained was cold and damp, and the chill penetrated into the lungs. Flames, explosions, and screams were all torturing their tense nerves.
Just when A Meng felt that his body had stiffened, his eyes suddenly froze and he did not hesitate to seize a golden opportunity. This slight laxity of the Japanese sniper cost him a fatal price.
"Bang~!"
This inconspicuous gunshot on the battlefield ended the life of an outstanding Japanese sniper. Of course, Amen now does not know that what he killed was the famous Japanese ace sniper Ta Fujioka.
He just recalled what the instructor said: As a gunner, a moment's hesitation when shooting will only make you die faster.