Chapter 122: Reinforcements in the Battle of Shanghai (I)

Another attack by the Japanese was repelled. The outer positions of Zhenbei were covered with shell craters of different sizes from the front to the second-line position one hundred meters deep. Soldiers in rags were restraining the bodies of the fallen brothers, and medical soldiers wearing red cross armbands on their sleeves were nervously treating the wounded.

The front of the position was lying everywhere and the bodies of the Neon Army were lying everywhere, and several destroyed chariots were still burning. Suddenly, a sharp whistling sounded in the air, and everyone suddenly hid in the anti-aircraft cannon or lie down. Several wounded soldiers who had not yet been transferred to the safe area, the ambulance soldiers simply used their bodies to lie on them to protect them.

Bombing, attacking, repelling, and then shelling. It has been four or five times since the morning and now. Two times the Neon Army even broke into the frontline positions. In order to intercept the Japanese behind and knocked out the Japanese who rushed into the positions, the Independent 20th Brigade lost half of the mortars. The Bufus Mountain Cannon of the Artillery Company in the subsequent several artillery bombardments were destroyed due to the rapid reaction of the Neon Army artillery fire.

First of all, the Second Battalion, which entered the frontier position, had been crippled. When more than 300 brothers retreated, less than a hundred people were still there, all of them were injured. The situation of the Third Battalion was not much better. Before the last time the Japanese attacked, Shen Xiuwen had already drawn a company to reinforce them with the 1st Battalion of the Forty-Second Regiment set up on the second-line position.

Today, Shen Xiuwen did not dare to put the Japanese into the street fighting in the town. According to the latest information he received, there were a whole brigade of the Japanese on the other side, and the Artillery Regiment and other directly affiliated forces of the 11th Division, with tens of thousands of people. Once the Japanese broke through the outer positions, they would collapse on the whole line. Fortunately, the 44th Regiment, which was attacking from the flank, was blocked by Zhang Zhengjie's two battalions and could not move forward. However, the 42nd Regiment was just a Japanese armed regiment after all, with limited firepower and large casualties.

Yamashiro Sowu sat in the temporary command center with a pale face. The 12th Regiment of the 10th Brigade attacked four times in a row. It has not opened its frontline positions yet, but has lost five chariots and nearly one brigade of troops. Although Yamashiro Sowu was mentally prepared, the 20th Independent Brigade on the opposite side was still tenacious than he expected.

"Your Excellency the division commander, let my troops rush again. This time I will definitely break through the Chinese army's position." Anda 23, the corps leader of the 12th Regiment, asked for battle with dissatisfaction.

"Andajun, you have attacked four times." Colonel Nagazubizu, who was next to the 22nd Regiment, looked at Anda 23 with disdain, and then took a step forward and shouted loudly to the Yamashimori Sobu: "Secretary Commander, please allow our 22nd Regiment to attack."

The war ahead was not going well, and the subordinates fought over each other again, and the face of Yamamoto Sobu suddenly became ugly. The commander of the 10th Brigade, Majiro, could no longer hold back his face, and quickly scolded the two team captains under his command: "Baga, what kind of style is there? Everything is decided by the division commander."

Anda 23 and Yongjin Zuobi had to shut up obediently. At this time, a staff officer hurried in with a telegram and reported: "The division commander, just received a telegram from the dispatching army headquarters. According to the reconnaissance plane's reconnaissance, there was a large Chinese army moving from Taicang to Jiading. It was estimated that two divisions of troops were reinforced by Luodian."

Hearing this information, all the senior officers of the 11th Division in the command center couldn't help but take a breath. If there were really two divisions of troops to reinforce Luodian, it would be almost impossible to conquer Luodian in a short period of time, which means that the strategic tasks undertaken by the 11th Division would be difficult to complete.

Yamashita Sowu no longer hesitated and immediately said: "Immediately ask the Navy Air Force for tactical guidance and bomb the Chinese reinforcements. Then the 12th Regiment all attacked. Before the Chinese reinforcements arrived, they must conquer Krodian in one fell swoop." After saying that, he looked at Anda Twenty-three of the 12th Regiment coldly and said: "Andajun, I hope you don't let me down again this time."

Anda, who was dissatisfied just now, felt a stern heart at this moment, and he quickly touched his feet and said loudly: "Hayi, I wish to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor."

The Japanese shelling lasted for more than ten minutes. The bodies of soldiers who had no time to collect the burial on the position were thrown up and fell down by a powerful impact force, and the entire frontier was bombed in chaos.

The artillery was finally over. Without the urging of the officers, the soldiers rushed to the anti-aircraft artillery holes, and emerged from the floating soil in the trenches and quickly entered the battle position. Because once the artillery stopped, it meant that the Japanese attack began. But this time the opposite side was quiet, with neither the roaring sound of chariot motors nor the howls of the Japanese "onboard, onboard." before every charge.

On the Neon Army Artillery Position, the captain of the 11th Division Artillery Regiment, Uchiyama Satoshi, saw the frontier position in the telescope. The Chinese soldiers were crowded with people, and couldn't help but laugh proudly, waved their hands and ordered: "Yuxi, the frontier position of the Chinese Army, open fire."

There was no need to test the fire at all. Thirty-six Seven Five Mountain Cannons on the position fired at the same time. The first round of thirty-six 75mm high-explosion grenades formed a line around the frontier positions, and thousands of shrapnel splattered. The soldiers who had just emerged from the anti-cannon hole had no time to hide. Many people were swept out of the trenches by the strong air waves of explosions and were instantly cut into pieces by dense shrapnel. Several grenades smashed directly into the trenches, and the violent shock waves and shrapnel raged in the trenches. Wherever they passed, blood rain mixed with mud fell down.

Blood flashed, and officers and soldiers fell down screaming, and blood arrows shot out from their bodies full of holes. The inner wall of the entire trench was painted with a dazzling scarlet red.

"Be careful." When a grenade roared into the trenches again, a sergeant roared and rushed to a young soldier who had just stood up and seemed at a loss. The "boom" grenade exploded, and the huge shock wave swept over two bloody corpses to their side.

"Ph, ph, ph." The soldier came out from under the sergeant, spit out the soil in his mouth, and quickly looked at the squad leader who pressed him under him.

The sergeant looked at the soldiers with a strange expression. The soldier who was nervous in his heart quickly looked up and down, and found that there was no fresh blood on the squad leader's body, so he let out a long sigh. He hurriedly said, "Squad leader, there is an anti-cannon hole over there, let's go there to hide."

The soldier was about to stand up, but was pulled by the squad leader. The squad leader opened his mouth with difficulty. He wanted to tell the soldier that he suddenly had no strength to stand up and could not move. But at this time he couldn't even say anything, and suddenly there was a severe pain. The squad leader groaned, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Squad Leader, what's wrong with you?" The soldier hurriedly helped the squad leader up in panic.

"Cough cough cough" The squad leader's throat was squirming, and blood gushed out from his mouth. The color of life in his eyes quickly dimmed, and finally he slowly stopped twitching in the wry soldier's arms.

The soldier then found a single piece that was inserted into the squad leader's heart.

When Chen Xiuwen saw a blood mist rising in the trench in the telescope, he could no longer help but hit the sandbag in the cover with a punch. Seeing his soldiers struggling in the flesh-and-blooded trench, Chen Xiuwen felt his heart struggling.

"When will the reinforcements arrive? How long will I stay? Who can tell me?" Chen Xiuwen roared at the staff in the cover, kicked away a steel helmet that fell to the ground.

It was already noon. According to Luo Zhuoying's promise to him, the 20th Independent Brigade only needed to guard until noon today, but it was noon. The 20th Independent Brigade was still holding on, and the reinforcements did not even have a shadow.

Everyone in the bunker, including the deputy chief of staff, was immersed in his heart, and they all lowered their heads silently and did not speak. Because half an hour ago, they received a telegram from the front command of the 15th Army Army. The 14th and 67th Divisions were still on the way, and it would take two hours to arrive.

Suddenly, a roar came from the distant sky. Chen Xiuwen, whose face changed drastically, quickly picked up the telescope, and eight black dots were approaching quickly from the northern sky.

"Order the troops to prepare for air defense quickly." The air strike that Chen Xiuwen was most worried about finally came. At this time, Chen Xiuwen quickly calmed down. He knew that his emotions would affect the morale of the entire army. At the same time, he secretly thanked that the four-stand m2 who arranged air defense did not withdraw at the most when the frontline was at its tightest.

When six Nakajima Type 92 fighter bombers flew past the Neon Army positions, the infantry of the 11th Division below cheered. The artillery positions were sent to the orders to waving small flags and order to stop the artillery bombardment.

"Boom, rumbling." The powerful bomb made the defensive position outside Luodian instantly turn into a sea of ​​fire. The soldiers who had no time to retreat temporarily hid in the anti-aircraft artillery hole were instantly shocked to death by the powerful shock wave.

"Andajun, under such ground and air firepower, I believe that your future attack will be very smooth. I congratulate you on conquering Crodian in advance." Nagazusa, who was standing on the position and watching the bombing effect with a telescope, said to Anda 23 sourly.

Anda Twenty-san was holding his breath at this time. He did not break through Luodian's outer positions for four consecutive attacks, which made him very embarrassed. Fortunately, the division commander gave him a chance to attack in the end.

"I will lead my troops to attack in person. Please rest assured that I will definitely stand on the land of Luodian in an hour."

But as soon as Anda Twenty-three finished speaking, he and Nagazusa and all the neon soldiers who were excitedly watching his plane bomb Luodian were very surprised. An incredible scene appeared.

After one round, Nakajima, the squadron leader who flew the aircraft, seemed not satisfied with the bombing effect. Nakajima, whose brand name was the same as the aircraft being piloted, knew that the following was the Independent 20th Brigade of the Navy that completely wiped out the Marine Corps in Shanghai. This was a unit that brought great shame to the Imperial Navy. Nakajima was deeply honored to have the opportunity to bomb and destroy this unit and wash away the shame of the Imperial Navy.

After a round of bombing, after flying over Luodian, Nakajima ordered other aircraft to follow themselves into formation through the radio on the plane, diving bombing the war-torn towns below to achieve better results.

After hovering in the air for a while, Nakajima took the lead in pressing down the nose of the aircraft and dived towards Luodian, which was emitting thick smoke. It was one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, and six hundred meters high. He could even see the soldiers Hua who were running desperately on the streets of the town. He couldn't help but smile and shouted, "Go to die."

Just as he opened the hatch door and was about to drop a bomb, two orange-red fires suddenly appeared on the tops of the two buildings and came straight for him.

"Anti-air machine gun." These four words flashed quickly in Nakajima's mind. There was no time to remind his companions who were following behind. He quickly turned the head and pulled up. Two crossed fires swept past the tail of Nakajima's landline. Nakajima, who escaped the ambush of the anti-air machine gun, couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat on his head. He knew that it was a complete luck just now. The Huakong-air machine gunner below did not shoot in advance when shooting, otherwise he would never have the possibility of avoiding it.

Although Nakajima avoided with his superb flight skills, the wingman following him was not so lucky. When the wingman pilot found that the long aircraft in front was attacked, it was too late to turn around. The 12.7mm bullets that m2 continued to fire easily passed through Nakajima's thin skin, and the cross firepower instantly smashed the pilot's upper body. With a loud "boom", the wingman exploded and disintegrated.

The other four planes following behind turned around when they saw that the situation was not good, and avoided the two sharp tongues of flames on the ground.

"Baga, destroy the air defense positions below and avenge Kobayashi." Nakajima pulled the plane and returned to the queue and ordered with gritted teeth.

This time, the five aircraft were lined up in a horizontal line, firmly locking the two hateful anti-aircraft fire points below and diving down. Two 12.7 mm machine guns installed at the nose opened fire at the same time.

At this time, the two fire points below also began to fire at them. Nakajima skillfully avoided the flying bullets, aimed at one of the fire points, pulled the trigger, and took the advantage of the condescending fire, instantly silenced the fire point. Nakajima could even see a Chinese machine gunner flying with flesh and blood being shot by his machine gun.

"Dadada" Another familiar sound of anti-aircraft machine guns sounded in Nakadao's ears, while his plane suddenly felt a bumpy. In the eyes, he noticed that two more flames were rushing up in another corner of the town. He instantly understood the two fire points that they had just destroyed, attracted the firepower of the five planes, and then these two fire points quickly launched an attack.

But although he had already understood, he could no longer control his plane at this time, and the plane was descent rapidly. "Passing." Nakajima, who was experienced, had only one idea at this time, so he quickly jumped. Just as he had just opened the hatch door above his head, he saw a fire spirit flying towards his plane.
Chapter completed!