Yes, even if all the Chinese are killed, there must be something left behind!
Just based on the few corpses of the assassins in sight?
This is impossible.
Not counting yesterday's attack on the 114th Division, just talking about today, the two infantry brigades took turns to attack. So far, the two infantry brigades combined are not enough to fully support one.
The Imperial Japanese Army lost thousands of lives, but the number of Chinese corpses would never exceed a hundred.
Are you kidding me? No matter how stupid you are, you know that the Chinese will never be able to fight with just this amount of troops.
Even if it is just for the pride of the Imperial Japanese Army, the Chinese cannot only have this.
It was absolutely impossible for Sayazi to run away. Cangcheng was surrounded on three sides, leaving only one side, but on that side, there was also an infantry squadron and a heavy machine gun squad monitoring them on the flanks. As long as they dared to step out of the position, they would definitely die.
It was impossible to fly, so they could only hide on the ground, just like they had escaped several rounds of heavy artillery. This was a conclusion that Japanese commanders at all levels had already concluded.
The Chinese must have relatively complete underground fortifications.
"Baga! Dig, dig for me, the hateful Chinese must be hiding underground! Whether they are alive or their corpses, dig them out for me." Major Sakio, who had come to his senses, almost roared and gave the order.
A fairly sensible order.
Even if he couldn't find the living ones, he still had to find the bodies. Otherwise, how could he report to the detachment leader? His own side suffered more than a thousand casualties in the battle, while the Chinese only left dozens of corpses behind. The battle loss ratio was as high as dozens to one.
?
If this is really the case, let alone the major general detachment leader, I am afraid that even he himself will not be able to forgive himself!
Hundreds of Japanese troops walked down the city and marched into the interior of Cangcheng, which had been bombarded into ruins.
As expected of the Fifth Division, which is known as the 'Steel Army', it has extremely high combat literacy. Even during this huge victory, it still maintained a high degree of vigilance. The infantry maintained combat formations, light machine guns and grenades.
The cannon has already occupied favorable terrain and can provide fire support to the infantry at any time.
If the Chinese jump out from underground and want to resist, the firepower points occupying high and advantageous terrain will give them a devastating blow.
The Japanese army thought of all possibilities, but they did not expect that the Chinese were more cowardly than they thought. At this time, no one came out of the ground.
He's quite classy, and you won't come out even if you beat me to death.
It's not that the Chinese defenders are not stingy.
Instead, five minutes ago, Tang Dao used the field radio to report to the Songjiang headquarters: "I request that all artillery in the entire army, based on our department's signal, fire at our Cangcheng position!"
All the combat staff in the Songjiang City headquarters raised their heads in horror, but no one spoke, and the air was almost solid.
Shooting at me, what a terrible fighting spirit does the person who said this have to have?
That means that when the Cangcheng defenders are fighting fiercely with the Japanese army on their positions, they will also be blasted into the sky by their own artillery.
This means dragging the Japanese with me even if I die.
Everyone's eyes turned to Lieutenant General Wu, who had his back turned to them and his eyes fixed on the Songjiang city defense map.
Since receiving this telegram from the Cangcheng front line, the appearance of the lieutenant general commander has not changed.
The staff members understood that the commander who had already sent his soldiers into a desperate situation had to personally order them to be sent into the abyss of death with his own artillery. This order was really too cruel for this top commander.
After being silent for a while, Lieutenant General Guo first expressed his objection: "Is Tang Dao crazy? He uses this suicidal style of killing a thousand enemies and damaging himself a thousand! No, I object, I would rather the entire army's artillery exposes the target and bombards
The Japanese invaders outside Cang City, let Tang Dao and the others fight to the death against the Japanese invaders who invaded Cang City, then there is still some chance of survival."
Lieutenant General Wu still did not look back.
After a long time, he finally turned around, with extremely determined eyes, and slapped his hand on the table, "No, listen to Tang Dao, he is the front-line commander, and he has the most say on the battlefield.
I ordered all artillery positions in the army to fire 15 shells per gun inside Cangcang City. The bombardment was not allowed to stop until it was empty. I told all artillery battalion commanders that even if the Japanese shells fell on the heads of their artillerymen,
, and you are not allowed to let me go, you must empty the number of shells specified by me.
Damn it, I want to show the Japanese, I also have artillery in Songjiang City, and there are quite a lot of them, if I get annoyed, I can still give them a stupid meal of Northeastern stew."
"Yes! Promise to execute the order!" The artillery commanders who received the order made a firm decision to implement the command's military order.
The muzzles of the guns rotated one after another, aiming at the coordinates that had been measured and recorded.
On the Cangcheng position, the heavy footsteps of the Japanese army had already reached the cochlea of the Japanese in the bomb shelter.
There was cold sweat on Peng Chong's forehead at the entrance of the cave.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on his shell gun.
Once the Japanese army found the exit, he would have to fight them first.
The Japanese army is still searching.
In fact, if the Japanese army did not see a single living Japanese soldier, it means that their eyesight is indeed not very good.
Under a low wall in Cangcheng, a Chinese soldier was half-lying against the wall.
However, his legs were blown off by artillery shells and almost only half of his body was left, which made it easier for him to hide than usual. In addition, his whole body was covered in dust, so the Japanese army naturally couldn't see him from a distance of one to two hundred meters.
The horrific wound that was originally bloody and bloody, exposing the bones and stubble, was wrapped in two dirty white shirts. Because the first aid kit and bandages had been used up in the second round of Japanese attacks, the two white shirts were from brothers who died in the battle.
Take it off the body and use it as a temporary hemostatic cloth.
This hemostatic effect is obviously self-consolation. The face that was darkened by gunpowder smoke was strangely pale, and even the lips had no color at all.
Heipi knew that he was about to die. He knew it the moment he saw shrapnel from a shell cut off one of his legs at the knees.
In other words, even if there is a one in 10,000 chance of surviving, Black Pi would not want to live.
He had seen soldiers disabled by the war lying down and begging on the streets of Shengjing.
When Heipi looked at the fawning smile on the beggar's face as he struggled to pick up a copper coin dropped by the rich man on the streets of Shengjing, causing the rich man to burst into laughter, he couldn't believe it. That was the same infantry battalion he once had.
The best gunner in the country, a once high-spirited sergeant, had his legs blown off by a cannonball in a battle. He was lucky enough to be saved, and it is said that he went home with a severance pay of 20 silver dollars.
However, it turned out like this.
Like a wild dog struggling to survive.
Heipi was sure that he knew himself who screamed in surprise, but he still had a numb face and continued to smile ingratiatingly at the laughing rich man while holding the copper dollar.
In the end, Heipi chose not to disturb him. He knew that the soldier just wanted to live, no matter what method he used.
However, he doesn't want to live like that.
So, he decided to die, especially when he heard that Tang Dao needed a volunteer to observe the movements of the Japanese troops on the ground and fire the signal gun.
That way, death would at least have meaning.
He pushed aside his brothers in the class and raised his hand to accept the task.
It's not for money and military glory, he simply doesn't want to live anymore.
A soldier, if he loses his legs, he might as well die.
Turning his head to look at the Japanese troops who were constantly searching and approaching, and then looking up at the few Japanese troops in the dilapidated positions on the wall, Heipi grinned.
He was very close to the death he wanted, but this time, there were many, many devils accompanying him on the road.
This time, he didn't want to go to the Western Paradise. He wanted to go to the underworld of King Yama, drag these devils with him, and then join forces with his brothers in the underworld to continue beating the hell out of them.
Just thinking about it is a very happy thing!
"There are still living Chinese here." The Japanese infantry finally saw the Chinese soldiers half lying behind the low wall.
Because, they saw him smiling.
Corpses cannot laugh, only living people can.
"Nani? Don't shoot him, I want to live!" Major Sakio was overjoyed.
As long as he is alive, he can vent his anger on the angry detachment leader, so that he will not become the victim.
The Japanese infantrymen holding guns were very cautious. They were afraid that the Chinese whose legs were blown off would play the old trick of dying together. They had experienced such a thing more than once.
But this time, there is obviously something different.
In the horrified eyes of the Japanese soldiers, they only saw the Chinese soldier holding a short gun and shooting into the sky.
A red signal flare rose in the hazy sky.
What does that mean? Are there any Chinese ambush around?
Most of the Japanese soldiers looked around subconsciously. It seemed that everyone except their own people was their own people.
Perhaps only the smarter Japanese infantrymen sensed the danger, because the Chinese soldier, whose legs had been blown off and surrounded by dozens of people, was still laughing.
Very satisfied smile.
Then, close your eyes comfortably.
"call out......."
A sharp howling sound came.
"Avoid the gun!" At that moment, Major Sakio's little face was definitely much whiter than his butt that rarely saw the wind, frost, rain and dew.
But obviously, it's too late.
Bomb flowers exploded inside Cangcheng.
The whole Cangcheng seemed to be trembling.
The seemingly calm, but actually extremely angry, top commander of Songjiang mobilized all the artillery in the army this time.
There are definitely more than 60 mountain guns, field guns, and mortars.
