There was a problem with the network, and this is what happened. ********* On a dirt road about twenty kilometers away from Fengtian City, a Japanese artillery team was moving quickly. Twelve guns
, eight field guns, and boxes full of shells were also loaded on the car and were heading towards Fengtian City under the strict protection of the Japanese troops.
This is the first brigade of the Sichuan Artillery Regiment of the Second Division and one of the only two artillery brigades of the Second Division. Its predecessor once participated in the Russo-Japanese War and made outstanding military exploits.
This morning, they received an order from the Second Division, asking them to assemble and stand by, and then prepare to go to Fengtian to support the Japanese troops there.
The artillery brigade immediately entered a battle-ready state. All personnel were assembled and on standby, and the mountain artillery equipment was also packed and ready to set off at any time.
However, Captain Yamamoto of the artillery brigade did not think so. He knew the situation of Fengtian City very well. The city was high and the gates were thick, and the elite Kwantung Army troops were stationed there. It might not be that easy to capture it. This time he might
It's just a matter of tension, and there may not be a chance to fight in the end.
While ordering the soldiers to stand ready, Captain Yamamoto paid attention to the orders above. Even though they knew that it was unlikely to participate in the war, they still had to prepare.
Unexpectedly, I received an order from the division headquarters in the afternoon, saying that Fengtian had been captured and most of the Japanese troops in the city had been annihilated, with only a small number withdrawing.
After hearing the news, Yamamoto fell silent. He did not expect that the strength of the Yanhuang Army was so strong. The city gate was breached in an instant, and the defenders of Fengtian City were defeated with almost no power to fight back.
However, as a result, the offensive and defensive positions changed. The defenders became the Yanhuang Legion, and the attackers became the Japanese. The Japanese artillery also had the opportunity to participate in the battle.
Fifteen minutes after receiving the order, the artillery brigade, which had been prepared for a long time, set off. Yamamoto ordered the troops to rush outside Fengtian City as quickly as possible to assist other infantry units in taking Fengtian City.
At the same time, the cavalry regiment of the Second Division also sent a large group of cavalry to Fengtian to assist other troops in the attack. All Japanese forces quickly gathered towards Fengtian City.
Captain Yamamoto was riding on an Oriental horse, thinking about the problem as he walked. He always felt that this attack by the Yanhuang Army was not that simple, and he was afraid that there would be a bigger conspiracy later.
"I don't know what they are thinking, what do they want to do?" Yamamoto whispered to himself, but he had no clue.
A Japanese soldier hurried over and reported, "Captain, the road ahead has been dug up."
"Yeah?"
Yamamoto's brows furrowed, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's go over and have a look."
When he came to the front with a few Japanese soldiers, he saw that in front of the team, the road was blocked by people, and ravines two to three feet deep lay in front of them, and they were half filled with mud.
"What's going on? Who did this?" After seeing these ravines, Yamamoto suddenly felt his head grow bigger. These ravines are not a big problem for the infantry, but for artillerymen like them, they are troublesome.
.
Yamamoto's artillery unit has a total of twelve large trucks and twenty mules and horses, which are used to tow cannons and load artillery shells. It is easy for mules and horses to pass through these ravines, but those trucks cannot go through at all, let alone there are
Those heavy mountain field guns.
Yamamoto's livid face silenced all the other Japanese soldiers around him. No one dared to speak casually, and they really didn't know who dug these big holes and couldn't answer.
Yamamoto also knew that these people could not give him answers, so after he vented for a while, he did not continue to ask questions, but asked the troops to change their route and take a detour to another dirt road.
After giving the order, the troops had to retreat for more than a mile and turned onto another dirt road. This dirt road could also lead to Fengtian, but it was much farther. Originally, Yamamoto did not intend to choose it, but now there is no choice but to
Such a long detour.
But can we get there by taking a long detour?
The artillery unit turned onto the dirt road and walked west for about three or four miles. Then the dirt road turned north and began to advance towards Feng Fengtian. However, at this time, the Japanese soldiers found that the road ahead was cut off again.
Yamamoto was so angry that he roared angrily, and then ordered the team to continue changing to another path, hoping to bypass these ravines.
However, the people who dug the hole seemed to have no intention of letting them go. The road was also dug up, and it was also filled with ravines, making it impossible to cross.
"Baga, these cunning Chinese people." Yamamoto angrily pulled out his command knife and chopped a small tree on the roadside with one blow, then roared, "Go back and take the original road to see if there is any other way.
Walk."
The Japanese artillerymen all complained endlessly. Along the way, the road was very bumpy, and the snow on the ground began to melt, so it became muddy. Several artillery vehicles were stuck in the muddy water, and it took a lot of effort to get them out.
come out.
But there was nothing they could do. The captain issued another order. Besides, the team could not stop here without access to villages or shops, so the artillerymen cheered up and walked towards the original road.
While the Japs were going around in circles, on the road they walked for the first time, a group of people were busy nervously. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a sheep's belly handkerchief. His face was dark and oily, and his skin was damaged by years of hard work.
He was tanned, with thick hands and feet, and a body as strong as an ox. Behind him were all young men, some of whom were holding guns, and most of the remaining young men were carrying picks, shovels, tampers, and sledgehammers.
Brazing and so on, the whole demolition team of the old society.
There are probably more than a hundred people in this gang, and the clothes they wear show that they are all local people, or even people from nearby villages.
The middle-aged farmer was carrying a big guillotine in his hand, the blade was sharply sharpened, and there was a pistol in his waist. He shouted as he walked, "Hurry up, everyone, dig this road for the little devils too."
These bastards have nowhere to go."
"The captain is right, let's work harder." People agreed, and everyone looked very energetic.
Seeing that people were very energetic, Li Datie was very happy. As the captain of the militia and self-defense forces of the thirty-four villages outside Fengtian City, he was a righteous and heroic man, so he had a high prestige and was the backbone of the local armed forces of the Yanhuang Army.
strength.
This time the Yanhuang Legion gave their militia the task of destroying the Japs' road to Fengtian, preventing the Japs' artillery units from arriving outside Fengtian City in time, thereby buying more time for the troops in the city to deploy their defenses.
After receiving the order, Li Datie was elated. He had long wanted to do a decent mission. Since the establishment of the Militia and Self-Defense Forces, they have been in a state of training and repair. This is the first time they have carried out a mission independently.
Not bothering to have lunch, Li Datie sent people to each village and notified the militia company commanders of each village, asking them to lead the militiamen of each village to the Lijiazhuang Ancestral Hall before noon to discuss the matter of breaking the road.
There was still more than half an hour before the appointed time, and the leaders of each village gathered in the ancestral hall early. When they heard the news, they were all very happy, and they were all gearing up and shouting.
Li Datie assigned tasks to each village and asked them to be responsible for each area. The main task was to dig pits. The pits to be dug were densely packed with pits, pits within pits, so that the Japanese would not be able to pass through easily.
After the arrangements were made, the Lijiazhuang militia led by Li Datie was responsible for the main road from Liaoyang to Fengtian and the surrounding areas. He immediately led his people to get busy and dug up all the roads.
Although the road was dug up, Li Datie did not give up. He sent people to keep an eye on the Japanese troops. After they turned onto a side road, he led his men to rush over to dig out the road for the Japanese to come back.
Arriving at the chosen location with long strides, Li Datie waved his hand and shouted like thunder, "Dig it for me, dig it here and there. There were big pits dug there. The pits were filled with water and mud, which made the Japanese stare.
No way."
People laughed loudly, and then the militiamen with guns stood on high ground to guard against the arrival of the Japanese, while the rest of the people opened their pickaxes, shovels and other tools and began to dig the road.
In the early spring, the ground was still a bit frozen, so digging was not that easy. Many people had beads of sweat on their foreheads as they worked hard, but no one said a word and continued to work hard.
With the concerted efforts of people, large pits appeared in the middle of the road. Each pit was as deep as two people and as wide as two people lying hand in hand. The pits were filled with mud and dirty water.
There was not just one big hole like this, but they were densely packed, stretching as far as the eye could see. They also extended into the wild fields on both sides of the road and onto the river bank, making it impossible for the Japanese to get around them even if they wanted to.
While we were working vigorously, the militiamen on guard duty on the high slope suddenly shouted, "The devils are coming, the devils are coming."
As soon as Li Datie heard this, he ran up the slope in a few steps, looked into the distance, and saw the Japs more than a mile away. He smiled and shouted down the slope, "Work harder, Japs."
It’s coming.”
When people heard this, they all turned around like crazy and made a mess on the ground, which was beyond recognition.
The Japanese had already reached the position half a mile away, and there were still three pits that had not been dug. After hearing the news, Li Datie arrived. He looked at the pits, and then shouted, "Get a few grenades and blow them up for me."
Someone picked up a grenade, jumped into the pit and stuffed it into the hole made with a tamper, then pulled the fuse, turned around and ran out of the pit.
There were several loud bangs, soil flew up in the pit, and smoke rose. When the smoke and dust dissipated, a large layer was blown away from the bottom of the pit, making it obviously much deeper.
Li Datie looked over and immediately smiled, "It's done, guys, get out of here."
People rushed away and disappeared into the fields with Li Datie.