"Captain Nishikawa, when can we take action?" The man scanned the surroundings vigilantly and continued to ask in a low voice.
"Soon, the Chinese soldiers will soon be unable to withstand the pressure and speed up the release. That will be our chance." The man with arrogant eyes looked at the scene in front of him that was already filled with cries and shouts, and he felt confident.
Because it was almost dusk, and they would have to wait another night to cross the river. These Chinese refugees who were eager to escape had no way of predicting when the imperial army would come over. This fear of the unknown could only make them more panicked and anxious.
Yes, a top student who graduated from the Army Academy is the deputy captain of the brigade directly under the headquarters of Ushijima Sadao of the 18th Division. Major Nagataka Nishikawa, who was personally named by Yanagawa Heisuke to be the leader of this task force, has many unique abilities.
A secular mind and judgment of the situation.
As the Chinese generals expected, Yanagawa Heisuke did not have the courage to send light infantry to bypass the Huangpu River and attack the Shirakawa Bridge, so he racked his brains to come up with such a move and sent a small special attack team.
It's just that this time it was different from the Japanese army's previous detours of more than ten miles to enter the rear of the opponent's position to attack and harass. Instead, they detoured for almost fifty kilometers and completely lost contact with the main force. It was very similar to the special forces of the future.
The military order Nishikawa Changlong received was to occupy the bridge as much as possible. If nothing could be done, the bridge would be blown up and the Songjiang defenders would be cut off.
The two infantry squadrons led by Nishikawa Shigaraka arrived at the area near the bridge as early as yesterday and witnessed the thrilling ground-to-air battle. They originally wanted to take advantage of the fierce battle between the imperial military planes and the Chinese to launch an attack, but
What almost shocked his eyes was that the Chinese actually won the final victory, and six Imperial fighter planes fell.
He knew at that time that a strong attack to pick up the slack would not work, and the dark night attack plan he originally envisioned would basically not work. The Chinese with anti-aircraft cannons and anti-aircraft machine guns could easily kill him and his subordinates who were not equipped with heavy weapons in the wilderness.
middle.
Fortunately, in order not to attract the attention of the Chinese, Nishikawa Changtaka had already made tactical arrangements before leaving the main formation. He was not going to fight the Chinese head-on, so an infantry squadron was dressed in makeup, military uniforms and various imperial uniforms.
Neither long nor short standard weapons were carried.
Half of the task force was wearing Chinese civilian clothing and was equipped with rifles captured from the Chinese and melon-style grenades that were easier to conceal.
This originally sharp firearm can only be replenished because the bullets themselves are captured, and the imperial infantry have long been accustomed to the 38-type rifles. No one uses the powerful trophies, and they have always been left in the boxes of the baggage troops. But at a time like this
Obviously very suitable.
The task force with more than 100 shell guns may suffer in a field attack, but in such a short-range attack, the firepower will be so powerful that the Chinese, who are only equipped with rifles and light machine guns, will despair.
Therefore, after thinking about it all night, Nishikawa Changtaka decided to change the attack method. He would lead a part of the task force to blend in with the crowd of Chinese refugees, and take advantage of the opportunity to cross the bridge to sneak attack on the Chinese bridge defenders with lightning speed.
They seized control of the bridge and relied on the Chinese fortifications to hold on. Another infantry squadron was on the periphery to contain the enemy, waiting for the arrival of the main force.
Perhaps, it would be difficult for his nearly 400 people to attack the Chinese who have fortifications and machine guns, but if it is just defense, Nishikawa Shimelong is confident to hold on for a whole day and night.
However, the Chinese were more cunning than he thought. They actually checked the refugees so carefully. In one day, they killed more than a dozen people who carried weapons but did not voluntarily hand them over. Two of them were sent over tentatively.
under his command.
Just watching these two warriors who had killed at least seven or eight Chinese soldiers on the North China battlefield being kicked to the ground like little chickens by the Chinese and shot to death, Nishikawa Chimelong's heart was bleeding.
He vowed to make the Chinese pay a price. Once he captured the bridge, he would kill all the prisoners one by one in front of the Chinese, letting them experience the pain of watching their colleagues being killed without any resistance.
Those who can join the task force are all elites selected by Nishikawa Chimelong from the brigade directly under the division, and 60% of them have spent time in Northeast China.
For example, he has also stayed in Northeast China for four years, can speak Northeastern dialect fluently, and has a good understanding of Chinese people's habits.
Therefore, things must be reversed at their extremes. The more meticulous the Chinese garrison's inspections, the more likely it is that loopholes will appear, such as people's emotions.
The reason why the people started to riot in the afternoon was naturally the result of his sending his subordinates to the crowd gathering place to spread rumors and fan the flames.
It won't be long before those Chinese people who are crying, pleading or even yelling will push away the simple barbed wire fence and resist the horses. As long as the Chinese defenders can't go crazy and shoot at ordinary people, then his chance will be
coming.
Sure enough, as he expected, the Chinese defenders began to be unable to withstand the pressure of the violent commotion from the refugees.
Nishikawa Changlong saw from a distance that the Chinese refugees in front began to cheer, took the initiative to line up in two rows, and their forward speed suddenly increased.
"Mr. Hase, when our opportunity comes, notify others and prepare to join the queue!" Nishikawa Changlong licked his lips and gave the decisive order.
A group of young men in ragged clothes mixed with Chinese refugees from various parts of the wilderness and headed towards the checkpoint.
Yes, the traffic speed suddenly accelerated. It was because the Chinese soldiers at the checkpoint simplified the inspection procedures and no longer required to check the refugees' luggage and bodies.
However, there is a rather strange requirement: except for women and children, all adult men must pass through the checkpoint barefoot.
That was Lei Xiong's order that Erya rushed over to convey to Li Jijin.
Li Jijin, who was in a state of panic, immediately ordered the soldiers to carry out the order as if he had been granted amnesty.
Don't look at anything, just look at the feet. What's the point?
Besides, as for the rag shoes and socks with holes on the refugees' feet, couldn't they be taken off in a minute? If they were not fast, something was wrong.
It is also simple to divide it into two rows, with men in one row and women and children in another row. There will be 300 people in one wave. After the women and children have passed, another wave of men will be released, and so on.
This is also easy to understand. It is to prevent crowding and stampeding caused by too many people. Even if a family is separated because of this, can't they get together after crossing the bridge?
Crossing the bridge at this speed is enough to ensure that all the thousands of refugees are allowed to cross the bridge before it becomes completely dark.
Seeing that the defenders had given in like this, of course the refugees would not make any more noise. After all, the black holes of gun muzzles protruding from the checkpoint and the bridgehead fortifications a hundred meters ahead were no joke. They might have angered the soldiers.
When did the bullet come?
Since ancient times, the idea that people should not fight against officials has been deeply rooted in the consciousness of the Chinese people.
Nishikawa Changtaka, who had slipped into the refugee queue, frowned.
The inspection conditions created by the Chinese always made him feel a little strange, but as for what was strange, he couldn't tell.
After all, what difference could Bigfoot have?
Do you want to see whose feet are whiter and tenderer?
It must be like this. Chinese people wear cloth shoes, while imperial people wear leather shoes.
All members of the Japanese task force who sneaked into the queue took off their shoes and socks on their own initiative under the instructions of their superiors. They had the attitude of being a good boy and a good citizen, and quietly rubbed their feet in the dust.
Those feet have become the feet of the Chinese working people, and they are extremely dirty.
I don’t know if this was a pastoral area and there was no dust to rub against. Would these guys stick their feet in cow shit?
Probably so!
After all, these guys are elites. In order to fulfill the military orders, not to mention stepping on shit on their feet, even if they are allowed to eat, they may be able to swallow a few big mouthfuls as soon as they close their eyes.
What Nishikawa Chimelong didn't know was that in the distance, a pair of eyes were watching the refugees closely through binoculars.
That's Lei Xiong.
Contrary to what Li Jijin thought, Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, who had scolded him angrily, was not furious. Instead, he was smiling broadly on the other end of the phone.
Because the fish he had been waiting for finally came.
Before leaving, Tang Dao told him that the Japanese would definitely come and attack the bridge by sneaking into the ranks of refugees.
Lei Xiong didn't know why Tang Dao was so sure, because he was not a little butterfly from the future. Historical records recorded the tragedy that had happened at Baihegang Bridge.
At that time, a Japanese task force of more than 200 people was mixed in with the refugee group and suddenly attacked the bridge defenders. An infantry company that was caught off guard killed more than half of the troops and eventually lost control of the bridge.
The tragedy that ultimately resulted was that when more than 10,000 troops of the 67th Army, who had been defending Songjiang for three days and nights and were ordered to retreat, swarmed in, they found that the bridge had changed owners. The 67th Army, which was blocked in front and pursued by soldiers, could only abandon all its heavy equipment and light its equipment.
Cross the river.
At this time, a small Japanese force hiding on the river bank launched an attack on the Chinese soldiers in the center of the river. As a result, several generals of the 67th Army were shot and sacrificed. Without a leader, the 67th Army, which originally retained its intact organization, collapsed.
The 67th Army suffered more than 10,000 casualties in the three-day and night battle with the Japanese in Songjiang City. However, on this Suzhou River, which is not too wide, the losses were close to 10,000. Even the lieutenant general, major general, chief of staff and other leaders were killed in the battle.
, there were only six thousand officers and soldiers who could cross the river.
The river was strewn with floating corpses of Chinese soldiers and civilians.
In the end, the big boss who had a grudge against the 67th Army directly canceled the establishment of the 67th Army and only retained the designation of the 108th Division. Under multiple blows, the 108th Division, with less than 10,000 people, remained inactive in the subsequent war.
A strong army that could have played a major role in the Great Patriotic War simply disappeared.
And the commendable achievements they once created in Songjiang have also been lost in the long river of history. The great struggle of more than 20,000 lives has never been remembered again.
Tang Dao will never let history repeat itself.
As for when this group of Japanese troops came and how many there were, there is no record in the history books, so Lei Xiong needs to judge.
However, Tang Dao's reminder of the Japanese attack and the way to identify them were enough for Lei Xiong.
From the moment he entered the bridge, Lei Xiong conducted strict inspections on the refugees who were rushing to cross the river. The inspection was meticulous and rigorous.
Naturally, his action was not to prevent the Japanese from coming wearing makeup.
If you can only be a thief for a thousand days, then you can guard against a thief for a thousand days. If you can't guard against a thief, then bring them in and kill them.
Whenever refugees start rioting, it means the Japanese have arrived.
Therefore, he asked Erya to tell Li Jiujin that the refugees could speed up the passage without too much detailed inspection. Otherwise, the Japanese were not fools. Why would they hide their weapons and still hit the muzzle of their guns?
He must create an opportunity for them to attack.
Nishikawa Changtaka was anxious and waiting for the time when he entered the checkpoint.
The previous wave was Chinese women and children, and now it was the men's turn. In front of him, there were already more than forty special forces members with big bare feet who had successfully passed the inspection and were waiting more than ten meters away.
Nishikawa Changtaka, who originally thought this incident was a bit strange, had not thought of attacking the checkpoint first, and then launching an attack on the bridgehead fortifications a hundred meters away. After all, that was also within the range of the shell gun.
Although there was only an infantry squad of a dozen Chinese at the checkpoint, they were very careful. Two light machine guns were set up on the checkpoint's fortifications, one on the left and one on the right. There were also at least four submachine guns pointed at the simple passage and the fortifications.
There is also a barbed wire fence erected in front. Anyone who attempts to attack them will probably have to pay a sufficient price. This is why thousands of refugees still dare not attack the fortifications despite the strong public sentiment.
Two soldiers with guns stood in the sandbag fortification, glanced at Nishikawa Changlong's dusty feet, pointed their guns, and shouted angrily with impatience: "Hurry up, what are you looking at?"
Men have a natural dislike for men, especially their stinky feet.
"Yes, yes, sir!" Nishikawa Changlong nodded in response, stopped quietly observing, and quickly joined his subordinates.
More team members were released one after another, and the number increased, but from time to time, some men among them were singled out by the soldiers and ordered to stand aside and wait for inspection.
There were Chinese civilians with sad faces, and there were also members of the task force whose hearts almost jumped out of their chests, but the number was not large, only a dozen or so.
Although I don’t know if the Chinese discovered anything unusual, maybe it’s because their feet are still too white and tender? But it’s nothing. In less than five minutes, they will launch an attack on the bridgehead fortifications where more troops are stationed, and those who are still at the checkpoint will
A dozen people can use Chinese civilians as cover to attack the checkpoint, which is actually a good thing.
Perhaps it was because there were so many people singled out, as many as dozens, and less than 200 people were allowed to pass the checkpoint to cross the bridge. The Chinese defenders yelled at them to cross the bridge.
Outside the checkpoint, more Chinese people were ordered to move back.
It was a bit strange, but Nishikawa Shitaka was filled with doubts. Even if he wanted to regret it, it was too late.
What does the old Chinese proverb say? You have to shoot an arrow when it is on the string, or do you have to drive a duck into flight?
Anyway, Nishikawa Changlong, who led most of his task force to the bridge quickly, felt his scalp was extremely hard at that moment.
It wasn't until he reached the area about 50 meters away from the bridgehead fortifications that he relaxed a little from his nervousness.
As long as they move forward 10 meters, their grenades can be thrown into the fortifications. Even if the Chinese are prepared and have a conspiracy, it will be useless unless they deploy heavy troops here.
But obviously, that is impossible. The Chinese have deployed their main forces on the periphery for air defense.
Victory is close at hand!
"Puff puff!" The terrifying sound of tearing cloth suddenly sounded.
Without warning, a muzzle hidden within the bridgehead flashed with flames and spewed out a deadly stream of metal bullets.
In just two seconds, more than ten people fell down like ears of wheat being harvested.
Baga! I was fooled!
The Chinese knew they were coming.
But how did they discover themselves? Did they just look at their feet? Also, what kind of machine gun is this, and why is its rate of fire so fast?
The moment Captain Nishikawa Chimelong fell to the ground with his heart broken, all he could think about was the black question mark face!
Every Japanese who is killed by an MG34 will basically think about what kind of gun this Baga is! This is basically a common question.
As for how the Chinese discovered them, I'm afraid Lei Xiong and Li Jijin are not interested in explaining to Nishikawa Changlong...
PS: Students officially started school today. Fengyue attended class all morning, so I simply put the two chapters together and updated them. It is about 4,500 words. Brothers who have monthly votes continue to vote. Thank you.
