Chapter 140: The Battle of Songjiang Defense of the Battle of Shanghai (V)

Six rubber boats hidden in the embankment and on the river surface were basically level Maxim heavy machine guns firing about 100 rubber boats and two squadrons of soldiers on the boat, killing innocent people indiscriminately, completely one-sidedly.

With screams, the Japanese were shot and turned over and fell into the river, and the river water was dyed red. Rubber boats were broken through and leaked and sank into the bottom of the river.

"Architecture, artillery brigade, order the artillery brigade to destroy the firepower points of the Chinese army." Fujita, stunned, finally howled at this moment, no longer caring about the fear of accidentally hurting the soldiers who were forcing the crossing.

The 92-type infantry cannons were 72 mm, and 3.8 kilograms of artillery shells flew towards the position of the Chinese national team on the other side. The mortar positions had long been transferred, and the heavy machine guns in the Tibetan embankment were still spitting out flames. The shells could not pose a threat to them at all. Fujita and Tani Shouo, who were watching the battle behind, could only watch the two squadrons that had already passed the middle of the river and lost all their losses in the roar of the heavy machine guns.

Surprise was indeed a surprise. Chen Xiuwen never expected that Teng Donglin would hollow out the upper part of the river embankment and build such several heavy machine gun castles, which not only effectively blocked the river surface, but also had no way to deal with these castles with shells less than 100 mm.

In just less than ten minutes, nearly 500 Japanese devils in the two squadrons, along with about 100 rubber boats, were all destroyed. Seeing the bodies of Japanese devils floating on the river and the wreckage of rubber boats, Chen Xiuwen felt happy in his heart. If these Japanese devils were allowed to go to Nanjing alive, they would be the culprits of killing innocent Chinese people indiscriminately.

"Happy, Brother Changqing fights well, it's such a secret weapon. Haha, happy." Because it was the Sixth Division, Chen Xiuwen seemed particularly happy.

At this time, Teng Donglin looked at the corpse of the Japanese floating on the river, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were filled with tears, and murmured in his mouth: "I have taken revenge, and finally I have avenged the brothers who died in the past."

Seeing this, Chen Xiuwen's original ecstasy expression became heavier. The 1st Battalion of the 528th Regiment of the 246th Brigade of the 88th Division, where Teng Donglin was located, was almost completely defeated in the battle of Bazi Bridge, and Teng Donglin himself was seriously injured. He understood Teng Donglin's mood at this moment.

"Brother Changqing, there are still some Japanese devils in the future. We will get back ten times the blood debt they owe, a hundred times the amount." Chen Xiuwen comforted.

The Japanese artillery attack lasted a long time, and it seemed that all the shells were poured onto the positions on the south bank. The fortifications of the Fortresses of the Fortieth Regiment were very strong. In addition to implementing the idea of ​​the Shen Xiuwen curved trenches, the anti-aircraft artillery holes were particularly reinforced. Unless the shells hit directly, they could not cause harm to the soldiers hiding inside. Moreover, the mortar position hidden behind the embankment could launch a surprise attack on the fire point on the other side at any time.

"Your Excellency, you are incompetent, please punish the division commander." Fujita stood in front of Tanisuo with a shame.

Tani Shoufu also saw the scene just now clearly. As an experienced commander, although Tani Shoufu was very annoyed, he did not blame Fujita too much. Instead, he sighed and said, "Fujita, you can't blame you all, we underestimate the enemy too much. The Chinese army on the other side is very cunning, and they are well prepared. Judging from the firepower just now, they not only have heavy machine guns, but also mortars, and they should have a regiment of troops, and they are also the direct troops of the Chinese government." As he said, Tani Shoufu's expression became ferocious again: "Order the artillery brigade to continue shelling to completely destroy the defensive will of the Chinese defenders."

Tani Shouo always believed that the only independent brigade of the Chinese army was the only independent brigade to defend the Songjiang area. Even if this independent brigade is the direct unit of the Chinese government, judging from the firepower just now, it was obvious that the Chinese army focused its defense on Mishidu on the south bank of the Huangpu River. In this way, the other detour attack would be much smoother. As long as Niudaoman can advance to the Xiguan of Songjiang, the Chinese army will definitely be disrupted. Now, maintain the firepower suppression on the other side, wait for Niudaoman to make good news, and then you can cross the river while the chaos is in the chaos and conquer Songjiang before the evening.

At the same time, as Gu Suofu imagined, the major general brigade commander of the 36th Brigade of the 6th Division, Niu Daoman, led the 23rd Regiment, had already detoured to Songjiang's right wing and directly entered the No. 30th Railway Bridge of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway, attempting to cross the Li River in the upper reaches of the Huangpu River, occupy Shihudang and Li Tahui, and advance to Songjiang Xiguan.

The roar of artillery fire came from the direction of Mishidu. Niudaoman knew that it must be the commander of the division that had begun to cross the Huangpu River in Mishidu.

"Warriors, speed up, seize Bridge No. 30, and cooperate with the division commander to attack Songjiang." Niu Daoman sat high and encouraged the soldiers who had been marching overnight.

The soldiers of the 6th Division have always regarded themselves as trump cards. These soldiers recruited from Kumamoto, Oita, Miyazaki, Kagoshima and other southern Kyushu have always been known as "black skin and bright red blood" in Japan. Inspired by Bushido and militarism, these soldiers who had just stepped onto China's land, rushed towards the No. 30 Bridge of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway, as if they were injected with chicken blood.

After receiving the order from the brigade in the middle of the night yesterday, Zhang Zhengjie, the commander of the 42nd Regiment, personally led the first battalion to Bridge No. 30 overnight and established a bridgehead position.

"Hurry, hurry, brothers, work harder, the Japanese are coming soon. We must not let the Japanese break through the position of our 42nd Regiment." Zhang Zhengjie personally joined the team building the fortifications. The cannon sound from the direction of Mishidu reminded him that the attacking troops of the Neon Army were coming soon.

"Dede" a sound of horse hooves came to the opposite side of the No. 30 Railway Bridge. The soldiers who were scouting forward ran across the railway bridge and reported: "Captain, the Japanese vanguard's vanguard's vanguard are about four or five hundred people and two kilometers away from us."

The Japanese vanguard had four or five hundred troops, which was the strength of two squadrons. This showed that the large troops behind had at least two squadrons of troops, and if they were not properly done, they would be a corps.

"The Japanese are all coming for us and ordering their brothers to hide."

Although Zhang Zhengjie only has one battalion of troops, he was not worried. The terrain here is far from comparable to the terrain of Luodian East Line a few days ago. Moreover, the 42nd Regiment now all imitates German weapons. The first battalion has six heavy machine guns, and they are all arranged on both sides of the bridgehead position. The crossfire can tightly block the bridge deck of more than 100 meters. In addition, the two 82 mortars of the mortar platoon are also ambushed in a cornfield behind the position. What's more, nearly 500 kilograms of strong explosives have been placed under the No. 30 Railway Bridge. The brigade commander was very clear in the order that if he couldn't defend it, he would blow up the bridge. So Zhang Zhengjie is very sure now.

Captain Yamamoto Ichiki led two brigades of the headquarters as the vanguard of the entire regiment. He set off from Kinshanwei very smoothly. Apart from a few places where the armed forces fled, there was no Chinese army at all. The progress was very smooth. After dawn, when Yamamoto Ichiki passed by several villages, he found that Hua Hua's flower girl was far more beautiful than Japanese girls, which made Yamamoto's evil spirit it was itchy. If it weren't for the urgent military situation, Yamamoto really wanted to taste the charming Chinese flower girl immediately.

"As long as you can capture Songjiang today, the division commander promised to let everyone have a night of fun before setting off again. Hehe." Yamamoto was hoping in his heart while constantly urging the troops to move forward. He seemed to see countless seductive flower girls waving to him in Songjiang City not far away.

In front of you is the No. 30 Bridge of the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway. From the map, as long as you pass this bridge, Songjiang City, seven kilometers away, will be smooth.

In the telescope, the No. 30 Railway Bridge was quiet and there was no Chinese troops stationed. However, the terrain of the west bank was higher than that of the east bank, and the entire situation on the west bank was not visible. Yamamoto was anxious, but his duty told him that the terrain of the west bank of the bridge was very convenient for defense. Will the Chinese army have ambush on the west bank?

Yamamoto did not dare to be careless and did not rush to cross the bridge all, but sent a small team to cross the bridge first.

Eighty Japanese carefully touched the east side of the bridge, without any movement. Standing at the bridge, looking up at the bridge, the railway bridge was more than 100 meters long and five or six meters wide, and there was silence.

"Kill and give it to you." The captain was the first to step onto the bridge deck, pulled out his command knife, slashed twice in the air, and ordered to rush towards the opposite shore.

"Onboard." The soldiers suddenly burst out with roars, two crooked machine guns and two grenade launchers were placed on the bridge head to cover. The other soldiers held the 38th cover in their hands and shouted and rushed towards the opposite shore. The soldiers of the 6th Division were veterans with rich combat experience. They ran very quickly on the bridge. Although they had not discovered the Chinese army, this place was the defense zone of the Chinese army after all, and it was very dangerous to stay on the open bridge deck for too long. The faster they ran, the lower the probability of being hit by bullets.

"These Japanese are a bit famous. They only sent one team. Will the regiment commander fight?" The first battalion commander stood in the command post on the bridgehead high ground and looked at the Neon Army rushing to the bridge deck, and asked Zhang Zhengjie next to him.

"Barring, don't you let them rush to us if you don't fight?" Zhang Zhengjie said with a glaring at the first battalion commander who had just been promoted from the company commander.

"However, order heavy machine guns not to be busy firing first and not to expose the target, and put these Japanese closer before firing them."

"yes."

One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters. Yamamoto saw the team leading the way in the telescope about to rush across the bridge, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. It seemed that there was no defense of the Chinese army here, or just like when he came along the way, the Chinese army found that the imperial army was approaching and had already fled.

At this time, the Neon Army soldiers who were about to rush across the bridge continued to approach the bridge head of the other side, and even cheered the victor. Victory was in sight, and the chargers were filled with shouts and the sound of cross-fed shoes stepping on the iron bridge deck, one by one, rushing to step onto the land on the other side as soon as possible.

The squad leader waving the commander's knife rushed to the first place to step onto the land on the other side. He was so ecstatic that he had not opened his mouth to cheer, but suddenly he saw a row of black muzzles appearing less than 30 meters ahead. One by one, the Chinese soldiers were quietly ambushing in the trenches on the small highlands of the bridgehead.

Before he could finish calling, the fire flashed at the muzzle. The captain suddenly felt several hot objects in his body penetrated. The powerful bullet kinetic energy suddenly tilted his body, which was leaning forward and charging, and fell back on the bridge.

The gunshots were heard, and the soldiers who had just rushed to the bridge fell one after another. At the same time, the strafing of several light machine guns on the position caused the two crooked handles that had not been fired on the bridgehead of the east coast and the grenade launcher that was about to load grenades were instantly silenced.

The bridgehead position was two or three meters above the bridgehead. In front was a gentle slope of only 30 meters. The battalion was at a height, with nearly four hundred rifles, dozens of flower machinery and Thomson submachine guns, and more than a dozen Czech-style guns opened fire at the Japanese who were less than fifty meters ahead. Grenades exploded one by one at a time.

More than a dozen Japanese who rushed to the west coast were instantly bombed and flew all over the sky. Other Japanese were unable to avoid the open iron bridge, and they did not even have the chance to shoot and counterattack, and they were directly reached as a hornet's nest.

It was only five minutes, only five minutes, and a small team that was about to rush to the west bank was broken like this. Yamamoto Ichiki, who was holding a telescope, had not closed his mouth for a long time.

"Bageya Road, heavy machine guns, and grenade launchers quickly suppressed the firepower of the Chinese army." Yamamoto, who had completely gone wild, howled hysterically.

"Dong, dong, dong." As the sound of the grenade launcher fired, four 92 heavy machine guns also began to roar. Due to the high terrain on the west bank, the heavy machine guns could not threaten the Chinese soldiers hiding in the trenches, but the Japanese grenade launchers were quite accurate. Two shots fell directly into the trenches, causing casualties to more than a dozen brothers in the first battalion.

"Order the mortar to knock off the Japanese grenade launcher and heavy machine gun." Zhang Zhengjie suddenly became angry and didn't care about hiding his firepower anymore.

"Dongdong." Two mortar shells fell from the sky. After two explosions, half of the grenade launchers on the Japanese grenade launchers were immediately blown into parts, and more than a dozen grenade launchers were blown away.

"Secret, conceal." The sudden artillery fire made the Japanese not have time to react. When they started shouting about concealment, two more shells flew over and overturned the 92-style.

"Report to the corps captain immediately. The No. 30 Railway Bridge is defended by the Chinese army and request tactical guidance." Yamamoto, who was lying on the ground, turned around and ordered the messenger behind him.

In fact, before the Yamamoto report was heard, the brigade of the 23rd Regiment, two kilometers behind Yamamoto's vanguard's troops, could be heard clearly. The gunshots were very dense, with the explosion of grenades and the explosion of grenades on its own grenade launchers. Then several more loud explosions shocked Niushima and Colonel Kawashima, the captain of the 23rd Regiment, at the same time, and the Chinese army also had mortars.
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