The silence of thousands of years has been completely broken, the sound of cannons, gunfires, and shouts of killing are mixed together, and blood is flowing wantonly, and all obstacles that stand in front of them will be swept away in order to regain the lost land.
At 2 o'clock in the morning on November 31, Lieutenant General Xiong Changbang from the Supreme Military Commission came to Song Yuhang's side and said to Song Yuhang with a smile: "Commander Song, congratulations, congratulations, your department can be called the first heroic division, and the Songshan Fortress has been conquered day by day, sweeping away the stronghold of the Japanese army in western Yunnan.
Song Yuhang was embarrassed and secretly warned himself not to be carried away by the victory, and Song Yuhang could only smile bitterly at the ode, it seems that everyone is willing to listen to these good words, especially those very skillful "good words", the so-called sycophants turn three times, and the gods are also enlightened.
For Xiong Changbang Song Yuhang had to smile to deal with it, the right-hand man in front of the chairman, Song Yuhang naturally would not be stupid enough to dismantle the other party's platform, and Xiong Changbang would not do those stupid things to compete for favor, people who are really mixed in this understand that thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, the sedan chair needs to be carried by everyone to be safe, people rely on everyone to hold the taste, mutual help is the truth, and the maintenance is only for their own people within the faction, who is his own person, Xiong Chang's own person.
After chatting with Song Yuhang for a few words, Xiong Changbang pulled a telegram out of the folder and said with a smile on his face: "If Commander Song agrees, I will send the battle report on the capture of Songshan to Chongqing, I believe that the chairman has been waiting for a long time."
Song Yuhang glanced at Songshan, which was shrouded in darkness, the fierce firefight and the muffled sound of explosives packing.
From time to time, flamethrowers erupt from time to time.
So he said slowly with an apologetic smile: "Deputy Chief Xiong, let's wait until dawn, it's more convincing to clean up the results and report them together."
Xiong Changbang was stunned for a moment and then readily agreed, Xiong Changbang knew why Song Yuhang was so cautious, after all, Song Xilian had already made trouble in the matter of Longling Fuke before, so that the committee members were angry, and Xiong Changbang was sincerely amazed by Song Yuhang's steadiness in his heart Sure enough, when the battle reached the mountainside, some Japanese firepower points and bunkers at the foot of Matsuyama that had not been affected by the flames began to shoot one after another.
Although the main fortifications of the Japanese army's Matsuyama defense system were devastated, this did not mean that Matsuyama would be at your fingertips.
The battle at the foot of Matsuyama was extremely fierce, and the Japanese bunkers were built according to the situation, and they did everything possible to take advantage of the terrain and terrain, and 12 demolition teams had to be sacrificed for every Japanese firepower point removed.
When the dawn of dawn had appeared, the only remaining Japanese 180-degree fan-shaped bunker blocked the way to the mountainside, and all the Taoist regiments were suppressed at the foot of the mountain, and the corpses of dozens of Chinese soldiers armed with explosive packs or blasting canisters were scattered in front of the Japanese bunker And half of the rock is buried in the ground.
Lacking an effective blasting point, more than a dozen Chinese soldiers from 2 blasting groups fell on the way forward, suddenly.
A sturdy figure leaped out "The company commander is not good, the company commander has gone up on his own," a senior soldier cried, looking in vain at the figure that disappeared into the dust raised by the Japanese machine guns.
A lieutenant colonel who rushed to hear the sound hurriedly shouted: "Drag 50 machine guns to Lao Tzu."
Cover Xu Peng" Xu Peng, the commander of the first battalion and one company of the engineer regiment directly under the army, is an authentic Guangxi man.
He was one of the few remaining officers of the 200th Division.
He's not tall, though.
But the character is very tough.
The Japanese army finally blocked the roadblock, and he was less than half a company.
As a company commander, he couldn't sit still.
Carrying this blaster, he spun around.
Under the fire of the Japanese ground machine guns, they frequently advanced in a roundabout way.
Much to his dismay, the Japanese had already concentrated two of the three Type 92 heavy machine guns to deal with him.
Xu Peng, who is very familiar with the performance of the Type 92 heavy machine gun, knows it.
The Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun used a 25-round ground ammunition platoon.
What appeared to be a continuous burst of fire actually paused for about two seconds.
He took advantage of this so-called feeling to pause and wander around him, and behind him were several 050-inch heavy machine guns, although the Japanese bunker was littered.
However, due to the Japanese army's ground firing port, it was built with a tightened layout in the inner figure.
Therefore, it was almost impossible to pose a threat to the Japanese shooters operating machine guns in the bunker.
Finally.
Xu Peng rushed to the dead corner of the Japanese machine gun under the side of the dark fort.
Panting, he glanced at the brothers who had fallen under Japanese fire.
Gritted his teeth, he unscrewed the tail cover of the blaster.
Pounce in depth.
Stuffed into the bunker along the narrow hole of the Japanese army.
The unprepared Japanese machine gun shooter in the bunker was stabbed in the head by the sudden blasting canister, and the machine gun was also stuck aside.
Xu Peng, who was about to pull the ring of fire, suddenly found that the blaster was pushed out, and in a hurry, he had to resist it desperately.
Xu Peng knows that such a stalemate is very unfavorable to him, he can be regarded as riding on the back of a tiger today, a dilemma of life and death Since the bloody battle with Gu, Xu Peng, the deputy platoon commander of the year, has seen life and death very thoroughly, either you die or I live Xu Peng snorted and ignited the fire ring, the detonation time of the blaster was eight seconds, Xu Peng knew, the Japanese also knew, the swooping green smoke was called by death, if that thing exploded in his hand, there would be no bones left, and the earth was pushed out, Xu Peng used his body to hold the blaster to death, and yelled with his broken gong-like voice: "The little devil grandpa has sounded the death knell for you, a southern pistol is fired continuously along the blaster, bang bang, Xu Peng's chest was beaten into a hornet's nest, Blood instantly and then ground military clothes.
Xu Pengyuan opened his eyes and used up his last strength.
Hands dug deep into the dirt.
Xu Peng's head finally hung down weakly, and at that moment his body seemed to have become a part of Songshan, firmly stuck in front of the Japanese machine gun firing, and the blood flowing out stained the soil red.
The Japanese soldiers in the bunker let out a desperate wail With an earth-shattering loud bang, the Japanese pillbox collapsed in an instant, forming a large pit of dozens of square meters.
The hero's feat is no longer in his slogan, but in his actions, Xu Peng's flesh and blood have been closely connected with Songshan, and the golden sun in the east has dispersed all the earth's yin and hard in the moment it shines on the earth.
Dozens of battle flags were erected almost at the same time, and half of the Chinese soldiers in the tide were moving forward When the blue sky and the white sun are full of red land, the military flag flutters on the main peak of Songshan.
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Long live the shouts of the sky, the victory of the surviving Chinese soldiers jumped and jumped and cheered, this is their honor, this hard-won victory is in exchange for their blood and lives, they are the most qualified to celebrate and enjoy the glory of the Allied more than a dozen reporters and dozens of reporters in the country at this moment did not hesitate to raise their cameras at this moment, recording the moment of this victory, since May 1942, one year and six months after the fall of western Yunnan, the squadron regained the lost land and recovered the country.
In the sound of celebration, Song Yuhang felt a burst of fatigue, and he said to Xiong Changbang: "You are busy first, I am a little tired."
Xiong Changbang knew that in order to conquer Songshan these days, Song Yuhang was running around under great pressure.
Contact the required materials and coordinate ground-air coordination, and finally sit in command.
The Battle of Matsuyama can be described as a blow down, what a great glory Song Yuhang was really tired, and after instructing Xu Tu'an to summarize the battle report and casualties and send it to him, he returned to the tent in the mountain col, and now he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he urgently needed to sleep well.
But after lying down, Song Yuhang couldn't sleep again What worries Song Yuhang is the grim international situation, and 1943 can be described as extremely difficult and difficult.
The squadron fought bloody battles with the Japanese army in Changsha, Changde, and Burma, and the troops suffered huge losses in terms of weapons and equipment and personnel.
The supplies from the Hump route barely meet the low-intensity combat needs, and almost all war zones are stockpiling weapons and ammunition all year round.
Accumulate strength in training recruits.
Because the Soviet-German battlefield has deviated from the track of history, the Soviet army, which has not yet entered the strategic counteroffensive, is simply unable to invade the German mainland in the winter of 1944, and it is likely that the Second World War will be extended.
Since he was promoted to army commander, he realized that as the main commander of the campaign, a small mistake on his part, or a trace of hesitation and bias in judgment, could lead to a battle, or even the defeat of a campaign, which would affect the overall situation and lead to passivity in the general direction.
The possibilities of a campaign defeat are so numerous that they cannot be counted, and all Song Yuhang can do is fight as much as he can, until the last drop of blood is shed for this suffering nation and country.
At present, although the victory of the Battle of Longling and the Battle of Songshan was achieved, and the troops of the Expeditionary Force to contain the Japanese attack on Imphal were also completed, but the primary task of the Chinese Expeditionary Force to open up the Yunnan-Burma and India-Burma highways could not be completed, and in the face of the total number of more than 240,000 people, and the Japanese Burma Front supported by the Navy and Air Force, Song Yuhang was also powerless, as the core of the composition of the Japanese Southern Army, the Japanese Burma Front shouldered the strategic mission of occupying India and opening up the Middle East Corridor to join the German army.
And the widely discussed Song Yuhang has also been trying to contribute to his first mechanized army, even if he only has a dozen heavy tanks, he has to set up the shelf of the heavy tank regiment first, he also knows that the mechanized troops are very limited in the tropical mountains of Burma, and heavy tanks can rarely even be used.
But the indisputable fact is that armored units consume several times, if not a dozen times, more than ordinary infantry units.
However, if the expeditionary force only limits its goal to Burma, then Song Yuhang's behavior of concentrating on forming a tank force can be described as a misguided country and a misguided army, but if he sets his sights on the vast land of India, Japan, and the great plains of Europe, Song Yuhang believes that what he has done today will be rewarded enough.
Gradually, Song Yuhang found that his eyelids began to grow heavier: