Chapter 143: Battle of Songjiang: Battle of Songhu (8)

Tan Shoufu knew very well that although the commander's call was very polite, the meaning between the lines clearly told him that Songjiang was very important and that Songjiang must be captured before tomorrow evening.

"The division commander, according to the artillery gang report, they will arrive at 8 o'clock tonight. In addition, the 45th Regiment has collected more than 20 wooden ships in the surrounding waters." The Sixth Division Shimo Kazuo Ikawa walked into the temporary command center and reported to Tanisuo.

"Yoxi. There are four hours left to arrive in the artillery corps." Tanisuo raised his hand and looked at his watch and nodded.

Then he looked up at the gray Huangpu River in the distance, and said with a grim look on his face: "Order the troops to prepare and launch an attack on time at 10 o'clock tonight. I will use heavy artillery to bombard the defensive positions of the Chinese army on the other side, especially those damn machine gun fire points."

The defensive position of the Chinese national team on the other side was solid, and the firepower of the 92 infantry artillery belonging to the 45th Regiment was limited and could not be completely destroyed. Especially the six heavy machine gun bunkers hidden in the embankment that caused major casualties to the Neon Army's crossing forces were not threatened at all. However, the artillery corps that were rushing to not only be equipped with two brigades of Qiwu Mountain cannons, but also had six 105mm heavy artillery. Tani Shouo wanted to use heavy artillery to completely destroy the Chinese national team's defensive position and carry out forced transit again.

When night fell, drizzled in the sky. The temperature difference between day and night made a layer of fog rise on the river surface, and the visibility on the river surface less than 400 meters suddenly became very low. The advance achieved by the artillery, which made Tani Shouo unable to help but be glad: "It's God who helped me."

After Wu Keren arrived in Songjiang, he set up the temporary command of 67 in the county government. Shen Xiuwen could see that Wu Keren did not seem to trust him very much, and it was largely due to Huang Qixiang's face. In fact, Shen Xiuwen also knew in his heart that since the young marshal Zhang who had misjudged the situation twice in the Xi'an Incident was not only reduced, but also excluded everywhere. Just say that the 67th Army in front of him was the most elite unit in the Northeast Army, with six divisions of 50,000, but now it has been reduced to two B divisions of the 107th Division and the 108th Division, with less than 20,000 people. It is no wonder that Wu Keren has a grudge against his direct lineage of the Central Army.

According to the pre-planned defensive plan, the 67th Army defended the periphery of the western and eastern fronts of Songjiang, and the 20th Brigade defended the county town. To be honest, due to the September 18th and the Xi'an Incident, Shen Xiuwen did not have much affection for the Northeast Army. In his opinion, although there was the order that Young Master Zhang was not allowed to resist at that time, facing the troops that the Japanese occupied their homes without firing a single shot, it was a boneless army. Therefore, although Wu Keren showed distrust of him, Shen Xiuwen didn't care.

The most important thing at the moment is to defend the outer position for the last few hours. Before 5 a.m. tomorrow, the main force of the 67th Army arrived and then handed over the position, and then devoted himself to building the last line of defense. To be honest, not to mention that Wu Keren did not trust him, he would not be quite satisfied with how long the 67th Division could block the 6th Division. At this time, Shen Xiuwen felt that perhaps the last few hours were the most difficult.

On the evening of April 6, more than 20 wooden boats collected from the surrounding area followed the foggy cover on the river and gathered quietly, with five or six rubber boats tied behind each wooden boat. This time, Tani Shoufu invested a whole brigade of troops, and the twenty-four seven-five mountain cannons and six 105mm heavy howitzers from the artillery corps belonging to the division had aimed at the defensive positions of the 40th Regiment on the other side.

At ten o'clock, Tanisuo said with confidence: "Start attack."

The heavy artillery of the artillery gang began to roar, and there was no need to test the fire. It was five rapid fires from the way up.

When the first shell fell to the ground and exploded, the huge roar shocked Teng Donglin, who was in the command post cover: "No, it's the Japanese heavy artillery. The heavy machine gun position is transferred immediately."

Although the Japanese heavy artillery was not enough to explode the dam along the river, it was enough to collapse the machine gun fire point hidden in the dam. The firepower of the 75 Mountain Cannon was far beyond the reach of the 92 Infantry Cannon, and the shells of the 105mm heavy artillery were even more powerful. The defensive position of the 40th Regiment suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire.

When the Neon Army stopped shelling, huge craters and broken arms were everywhere on the positions.

"Second post, deputy post." Several soldiers from the guard platoon were anxiously digging the ruins of the command post that had been blown up and searching for the figure of the regiment commander Teng Donglin.

"The Japanese crossed the river." At this moment, the desperate roar of observation whistle sounded on the position.

The surviving soldiers crawled out of the soil and quickly entered the position. Several soldiers who were temporarily deaf due to the explosion of shells stood up and looked around blankly. Suddenly, the sound of heavy machine guns fired on the other side. A soldier standing on the position suddenly splashed blood. Several bullets of powerful Type 92 heavy machine guns penetrated his body and directly knocked him down in the shell crater behind him.

"Secret, be careful to be concealed. Don't be like a dumb geese." A young platoon leader called his soldiers into the position while loudly reminding him.

Zhang Zhengjie, who was stunned by the shells, was finally dug out of the ruins by several soldiers from the guard platoon.

"Deputy, Deputy" Amidst a shaking and shouting, Teng Donglin finally opened his eyes and woke up. He only remembered that the moment the shell exploded, the adjutant pushed himself on and pressed him. When he saw the bloody adjutant lying beside him, Teng Donglin's nose felt sour. His adjutant had crawled out of the dead people on the Bazi Bridge with him. However, the dense gunshots told him that the Neon Army was forcing the Huangpu River, and quickly supported him to stand up and shouted loudly: "Mortar, knock off the heavy machine gun of the Japanese on the other side of the shore."

Although the guns and cannons in the direction of Li Tahui have never stopped, the violent shelling sounds from the direction of Mishidu made everyone in the Songjiang County Command realize that this was a heavy artillery of the Neon Army.

"Catch me forty regiments right away." Shen Xiuwen ordered with an extremely serious expression while checking the map.

Long before, Shen Xiuwen had received a report from the reconnaissance team in the front that the artillery corps of the 6th Division and the reinforcements of the 11th Brigade had arrived on the other side of Mishidu. Zhang Zhengjie had previously reported that the river had foggy and the visibility was very low. At this time, the Neon Army launched an attack to cross the Huangpu River, which indicated that they had made sufficient preparations.

"Report to the brigade, the phone number of the 40th Regiment cannot be connected." The communications officer kept calling the 40th Regiment at the phone, but there was only rustling sound on the phone.

"Click it, continue to pick it up until it is connected."

"Brig Commander, I'll go up and take a look." Qiao Zhen said worriedly from the side.

"No need, they probably had a phone line where they were blown off by the Japanese artillery fire. I believe Teng Changqing will definitely be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrive." Shen Xiuwen waved his hand and said. However, there was still a hint of worry in his seemingly firm expression.

On the Mishidu defense position, Teng Donglin held a microphone without any sound and ordered loudly: "The communications company immediately checks the line and connects the phone number to me immediately."

At the forefront of the defensive position was the position of the 1st Battalion of the Forty Regiment. The battalion commander Dong Tie personally held a Czech-style wooden boat that had already crossed the middle of the river and could be seen clearly.

The Japanese were bombarded violently just now, and the fortifications at the fortifications at the fortifications on the front were completely destroyed. Only half of the heavy machine gun fire points that were originally ambushed in the dam castle were withdrawn. The only two mortars and three heavy machine guns left in the battalion's machine gun platoon were soon destroyed by the Japanese artillery fire when suppressing the firepower of the Japanese on the other side.

Without the suppression of heavy machine guns and mortars, the firepower of the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenade launchers on the other side was very strong. The soldiers who were lying in the broken trenches and firing at the Japanese fleet were constantly being shot by bullets from heavy machine guns on the other side. The grenade launchers that kept falling into the trenches and exploded also brought great casualties to the defenders.

Although Japanese men were constantly shot and fell into the water on the ship, and several rubber boats dragged behind were sunk, the Japanese fleet was getting closer and closer, especially several heavy machine guns that were mounted on the bow. The larger wooden guns had begun to approach the beachheads on the shore.

"Hold on, brothers." Dong Tie shouted loudly while changing the magazine.

At this time, the communication battalion of the battalion ran to Dong Tie with a phone in his arms and shouted loudly: "Battery Commander, Deputy Director."

Just as he was worried that he could not contact the regiment headquarters, Dong Tie, who had no firepower support, quickly grabbed the phone and shouted loudly: "Second seat, my machine cannons have been exhausted. Mortars, I need mortar reinforcements, and machine cannons are fine."

The regiment mortar company and small cannon company in Teng Donglin's hands were suppressed by the Japanese artillery fire when suppressing the firepower points of the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenade launchers on the other side, and most of the losses were already lost. Now the Japanese's attack has just begun, and Teng Donglin received the order to hold on until five in the morning. At this time, he did not want to throw all his belongings into it.

"There is no artillery. I'll ask the Second Battalion to reinforce your company and add two heavy machine guns to you. You must stab me on the beachhead and never let the Japanese rush in."

"Yes, people are in the position." Dong Tie was not vague, gritted his teeth and responded loudly.

At this time, the wooden guns that rushed in the front had already rushed to the mudflats. The Japanese on the boat jumped out of the waist-length river under the cover of the heavy machine guns on the bow, and rushed up with the 38 rifle and wanted to rush up on the front beachhead position.

"Brothers, fight with the Japanese." Dong Tie threw away the phone and held the machine gun and fired the Japanese on the mudflat.
Chapter completed!