Yoshida Shoichi watched from a distance as the Chinese army's mortars bombarded the firepower points of the ferry guards so accurately, and a sense of self-blame for failing Tianhuang arose spontaneously. Yoshida put down the telescope and did not dare to continue watching.
It was all because of his own incompetence that he led more than a hundred imperial warriors to pursue the Chinese reconnaissance team. As a result, three young second lieutenants died tragically, and only the last forty or so of the hundred or so imperial warriors were left.
"Ah--" Yoshida drew out his samurai sword and chopped off a branch with a single blow. "Wow--" He chopped down the branches in front of him indiscriminately like a rabid dog.
The morale of Yoshida's soldiers was also low. They all sat on the ground with their heads drooping and feeling stupid.
Lengren followed Commander Liu to the front of the position. One hundred light and heavy machine guns were placed in a straight line on the position. The machine gunners and loaders were all in full position, waiting for Commander Liu's order.
Commander Liu stood on a slope, raised his telescope to observe, and said to the staff beside him: "Start fighting!"
The staff officer received the order and said to the flag bearer beside him: "Fire."
The flag-bearer raised the small red flag high, waved it left and right, and then waved it down sharply.
The commanders of each battalion and company looked at the flag and shouted almost simultaneously: "Fire."
The sound of machine gun "da da da da da da da" is a hundred times louder than the firecrackers set off by landlords and old wealthy people on the 30th night of the twelfth lunar month to welcome the new year and pray for blessings.
Lengrenren had never seen any army attack like this. Not only was it so shocking, but it was so shocking that it almost made people deaf. Lengrenren covered his ears with his hands and stared at the Japanese position in the distance. The sudden attack
Large-scale machine gun fire knocked down some of the Japs in an instant. More Japs were so frightened that their legs weakened and they all hid in bunkers, unable to move, let alone fight back.
Mr. Ishiheira Jiro looked at the formation of the Chinese army, running back and forth in the trenches, yelling, asking the soldiers to prepare for a large-scale enemy charge.
Harada stood at a high place from a distance, holding a telescope and watching a fire dragon dancing briskly. He immediately called the division commander Sakurai Shozo to report that indeed a division of Chinese troops had arrived on the other side of the river.
Machine gun fire suppressed the attack, and a large-scale charge was expected soon.
Sakurai Shosan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He circled around the command table. After much deliberation, he decided to send a squadron from each wing on the east and west sides to reinforce. So he picked up the phone and called the two wing commanders in person.
The phone call was made and the death order was given.
"Stop." Just like firing a magazine, Captain Liu suddenly ordered to stop shooting.
In the blink of an eye, all the machine guns stopped firing, and the noisy position suddenly became quiet, with only the echo of the machine guns lingering in the ears.
"Order the troops to quickly put away all the machine guns, dig trenches quickly, and prepare for Japanese artillery fire." Commander Liu told the staff.
"Yes." The staff officer immediately arranged for messengers to convey orders to each battalion.
"Captain Liu, are you withdrawing your troops now?" Lengrenren didn't understand.
"I didn't see the Japanese hiding. If nothing goes wrong, the Japanese heavy artillery will be mobilized in half an hour. If they attack again, they will not only waste bullets, but also attract artillery fire, which will cause heavy losses." Liu Tuan
The commander handed the binoculars to the guard beside him.
"Then if you continue to shoot like this for a while, are you giving the Japanese a warning, or are you just trying to scare off the enemy?" Leng Renren was still unwilling to give up.
Commander Liu took off his helmet and walked to the command post, saying: "It's a show of force, it's also a warning. Soldiers never tire of deceit. Believe it or not, the Japanese army's radio stations and phone calls are all saying that a division of our Chinese army is coming."
Attacking Pingqiang River Ferry."
"I believe this. As for this machine gun formation, this is the first time I have seen it after so many years as a soldier."
"Okay, let's rest tonight." Captain Liu put his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and comfortable.
"Have a rest tonight? The night attack Luo Yuesong mentioned is actually a good idea."
"Night attack? After the machine gun array, night attack is no longer suitable. Besides, the national army is not good at night attack." Commander Liu turned back and looked at Lengren strangely.
"Oh, oh, that's right." Leng Ren still didn't fully understand how Captain Liu fought.
However, Scott, the commander of the First Division of the British-Burmese Army, was really dancing for joy. With such a big news, the First Division was saved.
Although the British soldiers of the First Division were tortured by thirst, the gunfire and explosions last night gave them a little hope. The deafening machine gunfire this evening boosted their morale.
Encouraged by officers at all levels, the British soldiers began to gear up, prepare guns and ammunition, and prepare for a breakout.