Lingguandu Yellow River Ferry in Shanxi Province is the last line of defense for the Chinese army in Shanxi. Crossing the Yellow River from here is the boundary of Shaanxi!
The 117th Regiment of the Jinsui Army is stationed here. They are the direct troops of Yan Laoxi and the well-known ace unit of the Jinsui Army.
But today, the 117th Regiment has only more than 700 people left. Almost half of the troops were killed or injured in the fight with the Japanese, and the loss continues to increase at the rate of dozens of people every day.
Three months ago, the 117th Regiment was ordered to deploy here and started fighting with the Japanese army. Although it was the Mitani Regiment, the elite force of the Japanese army, that launched the attack, the two sides still fought equally. The war has always been in a stalemate, and the Japanese army
After suffering several losses at the beginning, I became more cautious in attacking.
However, from a week ago, the Sangu United Team seemed to have changed its members. Each one of them seemed to be on fire, and they were extremely crazy and stormed the 117th Regiment's position regardless of sacrifice.
One squadron suffered all casualties, and the squadron behind them immediately attacked, as if the Japanese were determined to take over this position. That determination made Jiang Yunlong, the commander of the 117th Regiment, feel a little chilly in his heart.
There seemed to be something wrong with the Japs. Jiang Yunlong came to this conclusion based on his observations over the past few days.
But this conclusion is useless, because he still has to command his troops every day to withstand the Japanese attacks and prevent the position from falling.
I don’t know how many calls for help have been made, but the response from the Shanxi-Sui Army General Headquarters was just one sentence, "There is no one. The calls on all fronts are very tense right now, and we can’t spare anyone at all."
Jiang Yunlong didn't believe it. He knew that there should be a reserve team at the Shanxi-Sui Army General Headquarters, so he sent his deputy commander there to find ways to recruit people to supplement the troops.
The fighting here was so painful. I watched the soldiers fall under the guns of the Japanese, but I had no choice but to grit my teeth and hold on, fighting the Japanese with bayonets again and again.
In the early morning, before dawn, Jiang Yunlong was awakened by the piercing sound of gunfire. He stood up from several chairs that were pushed together, and stretched out his hands to rub his numb face.
The lights were always on in the regiment headquarters. Several clerks were probably very sleepy. At this time, they all fell asleep on the table, and one of them was snoring softly.
Covering several soldiers with coats and quilts, Jiang Yunlong left the regiment headquarters.
The guard ran over from a distance, came to us, and said, "Captain, the Japanese are here again."
Well——, Jiang Yunlong looked very calm. This was already an old rule of the Japanese. They had long been accustomed to it, so they were very calm.
However, the guard continued, which startled him, "The Japs have increased their troops. They seem to have more than doubled, and there are several tanks."
"What?"
Jiang Yunlong frowned. He knew that this was not a good sign, and he was afraid that his position would not be able to be defended.
Originally, the 117th Regiment was almost out of ammunition and food, and its personnel were severely reduced. Now, the other side actually increased its troops, which is really embarrassing.
With this in mind, Jiang Yunlong turned around and walked towards the outside of the regiment headquarters, "Let's go and have a look in front."
The Japs had indeed increased their troops. Through the telescope, Jiang Yunlong could clearly see the flags of the Japs' reinforcements, with new numbers on them. Moreover, the weapons used by these Japs were also very special. It looked like they were holding a bunch of -
shit.
Yes, that kind of look makes people unable to stop thinking about it. Jiang Yunlong had the urge to laugh when he looked at it, but the next scene made him unable to laugh.
As soon as those Japanese soldiers carrying strange-looking weapons rushed up, they gave them a showdown. Those ugly-looking weapons were surprisingly powerful. Strings of bullets roared out, and the 117th Regiment's position was filled with blood and flesh.
A large number of soldiers fell.
In just a short time, the 117th Regiment suffered more than thirty casualties, which was almost as much as the usual casualties of more than half a day.
"His grandma's, what kind of weapon is this, and why is it so powerful?" Jiang Yunlong was so frightened that he broke into a sweat and muttered to himself.
Looking at the tongues of fire sprayed by the ugly weapons that continued to approach, Jiang Yunlong knew that the position here was probably going to be over.
At this moment, the deputy captain behind him rolled over and rushed to his side, shouting, "Captain, I'm back!"
"How's it going? When will the reinforcements arrive?" Seeing that he was back, Jiang Yunlong grabbed him and asked anxiously. This was his last life-saving straw.
The deputy commander shook his head with a sad face and said, "Captain, there is no one at the general headquarters. The reserve team has been sent out long ago. There are still dozens of troops waiting for someone to come."
Jiang Yunlong was stunned, he didn't know what was going on.
The deputy commander took a breath and continued, "The little devil didn't know what was wrong. He was increasing troops like crazy. Many people were added to almost every front. Other troops were also under great pressure and asked for help."
When Jiang Yunlong heard this, he knew that there was no chance of reinforcements. He raised his head and looked at the charging Japanese soldiers on the opposite side. He turned around, grabbed a rifle with a bayonet, and shouted, "Brothers, we have no reinforcements, but even if they are
Even if you die, you have to fight with the Japanese. If you kill one, you can kill two and earn one."
"Yes, the regiment leader is right." Many people also shouted, picked up their rifles, and were ready for hand-to-hand combat.
The Japanese soldiers holding those ugly weapons on the opposite side were almost rushing out of the position. Jiang Yunlong and the others clenched their rifles and waited with bated breath.
Suddenly, three red flares rose in the eastern sky, illuminating most of the sky in an instant, followed by a group of black figures on the horizon that had begun to turn white, approaching at an alarming speed, and in the ears
What was heard was a rumbling low roar.
"What is that?" Not only Jiang Yunlong's attention was attracted, but also the attention of the Japanese soldiers.
Under people's gaze, those black shadows were getting closer and closer, revealing their majestic figures covered with brighter and brighter morning glow.
"It's a plane!" Jiang Yunlong finally saw it clearly. It turned out to be a group of bombers flying in. "It doesn't seem to be a Japanese bomber."
The fuselages of these bombers were spray-painted with a badge, which was the symbol of a sword pointing to the sky. Jiang Yunlong thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
The Zhejiang West bomber flew towards this side unhurriedly. This sudden uninvited guest made both sides feel anxious, because they did not know whose plane it was.
In a few breaths, these bombers arrived in the sky above people's heads, then turned their noses and flew towards the Japanese camp.
The Japanese were all panicked. They already felt that the bomber was targeting them.
"Fight, fight quickly, shoot them down!" the commander on the Japanese machine gun position howled, while directing the machine gun to start masturbating.
However, these planes didn't even have the intention to dodge, but continued to fly over, letting the bullets hit the alloy armor, causing clusters of sparks to appear.
It didn’t work, the devils were all stupid!
Whoosh!
The bomber began to show off its power. The magazine under the belly of the aircraft bounced open silently. High-explosive bombs began to slide down one after another. The sky was filled with the scream of flying bombs.
The Japanese position turned into a sea of fire in an instant. These high-explosive bombs shook the earth. Large craters appeared one after another on the ground, and then half of them were buried by the exploding soil.
Jiang Yunlong's breathing was a little short. This was the first time he saw his planes bombing the Japanese. This situation was as if he drank half a kilogram of the best vinegar in one breath. It was so refreshing.
More than twenty bombers came, every three in one wave, raining bullets on the Japanese soldiers, allowing them to taste the feeling of being bombed indiscriminately.
Just when Jiang Yunlong was in awe, a new figure appeared on the horizon, but this time it was not a bomber, but infantry armed with automatic weapons. At this time, under the cover of dozens of tanks, they came forward.
These soldiers who emerged are all wearing camouflage combat uniforms, Kevlar helmets on their heads, automatic rifles in their hands, and special combat boots on their feet. It can be seen from their movements that they are veterans who have been trained for a long time and are skilled in techniques and tactics.
, the cooperation is very tacit.
Moreover, those tanks surrounded by infantry are also particularly attractive, because these tanks have a very sturdy appearance, are painted silver white, and look very arrogant.
Of course, they also have the capital to be arrogant. These big guys are extremely fast, and they can still maintain extremely high accuracy at this high speed. Every time they fire a gun, a group of Japs will be blown away, and the two guns mounted on the turret
The automatic machine guns brought more Japanese soldiers to the ground.
This team is like an indestructible machete. As long as it is blocking anything in front of it, it can chop it open with one slash, and then rush past unimpeded.
Compared with the automatic weapons in their hands, the ugly weapons in the hands of the Japanese reinforcements were like garbage. They were not of the same level at all and had no qualifications to compete.
Jiang Yunlong looked at the extremely tough troops and wanted to jump up and cheer, but he suppressed the excitement in his heart and shouted a super classic sentence over there, "For the sake of the party and the country,
Give me a brother's hand."
In the team that came, Tang Shaofeng and Nangong Wentian looked at each other with strange expressions, "Haha, why does it feel like the lines in the movie?"
Although they were not sent by any party-state, some of the troops still separated and rushed towards Jiang Yunlong's position to volunteer against them.
With the support of these troops, Jiang Yunlong felt that the pressure on the position was greatly reduced, and the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.
Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from the fright on his forehead, Jiang Yunlong reached out and grabbed the rifle, stood up from the trench, and jumped out of the position, "Brothers, the time has come to kill the Japanese. Don't be afraid of death."
Come with me."
Behind him, the surviving soldiers of the 117th Regiment rushed out of the position screaming and started to kill the Japanese in front of the position.
For a time, a fierce battle broke out in front of the position.