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Chapter 31: The Bloody Lonely City


The tank column that was marching on the iron bridge was completely wiped out.

A squadron of infantrymen also met the King of Hell in the explosion.

Their broken limbs were thrown into the air, and the sky was filled with blood rain.

Four 105 howitzers began bombarding, firing out all the remaining shells as quickly as possible.

The Japanese troops gathering on the other side suffered a devastating blow.

More than a hundred people were killed immediately.

The Japanese artillery fired back immediately, and the artillery positions on the north bank were in chaos.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, all four guns were disabled.

The infantry squadron that had crossed the bridge earlier was bombarded by mortars.

The light infantry had no cover, and more than half of them were killed or injured in an instant.

Tanks rumbled up in the smoke, crushing the surviving Japanese soldiers into a pulp.

The bridge was broken, and the Japanese troops on the south bank were unable to cross the river and had to retreat temporarily.

The heavy artillery roared again.

The battle entered the second stage, an arduous defensive battle.

The citizens of Northern Thailand felt that danger was coming, and many people fled to Southern Thailand with their children and their daughters.

It was rumored that there were ships there that could go to Wuhan.

The city hall did not stop the people from fleeing, because fierce resistance would trigger a massacre by the Japanese army, so there was no need to hold everyone back.

Of course, there are still many young men who resolutely stay and join the army.

There are tens of thousands of military uniforms and thousands of rifles stored in the warehouse of Beitai City Hall, just to arm them.

Xia Jingqi in the refugee camp also got a khaki military uniform, a canvas belt and a 38-meter cover.

Because he was literate and could handle firearms, he became the squad leader of the militia, with twelve soldiers under his command.

These twelve soldiers are all brothers he brought from Henan.

At dawn, on the river bank outside Nantai City, Meng Xianguo, a member of the county security regiment, squatted in the grass to defecate, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Yesterday, he came to the peak for an inspection and was given a meal of braised elbow.

He was used to the days of clear soup and little water.

I'm really not used to eating a lot of fat.

I've had diarrhea five times since night.

Suddenly, a sudden sound came from the misty river surface.

Meng Xianguo pulled out the leaves and took a look.

He was so scared that he sat on the ground and almost sat back on the shit he had just pooped out.

The Japanese crossed the river.

He hurriedly picked up his pants, fastened them haphazardly, ran back to the position with his Hanyang made, and shook the captain awake: "Captain, the Japs are coming."

The captain, who was born in the Lian family, jumped up like a carp and pulled out the cannon: "Where is it, where is it?"

"On the river, they're coming over in a rubber boat."

"Brothers, come on, copycats."

The captain woke up the sleeping group members, and everyone entered the preset position carrying big guns.

On the open river, dozens of rubber boats were approaching.

Japanese soldiers were densely packed on the boats.

The matte 90-inch iron caps were like the shell of a dung beetle.

"Stay still."

The captain whispered.

In the early years, Nantai County was a place infested with bandits, and there were many people who knew how to use guns.

In terms of quality, the militia was better than some regular troops of the national army.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers had entered the effective shooting range, the captain gave the order: "Hit" More than a hundred long and short guns fired at the same time, and water pillars rose in the river.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the Japanese changed to a violent attack, and started fighting crookedly.

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However, there was no cover in the river, and they were simply targets for guns.

They were beaten hard by the militia.

They suffered heavy losses and had to retreat to the south bank.

The security team won a great victory, and everyone cheered.

The captain said: "The Japs will definitely come again, and we may not be able to hold on.

Meng Xianguo, please go to Beitai to report the news and ask Commander-in-Chief Chen to send us reinforcements."

Meng Xianguo rode on a mule and drove to Northern Thailand.

The distance between Southern and Northern Thailand was eighty miles.

If the Japanese crossed the river here and threatened Northern Thailand's retreat, Commander-in-Chief Chen would be captured and blinded.

After walking for more than ten miles, a carriage suddenly came from the opposite direction.

There were more than a dozen soldiers in khaki uniforms sitting in the carriage.

A man in the lead stopped him: "Brother, which department do you belong to?"

Meng Xianguo said: "People from the Nantai Security Group, go to the city to report the news."

"What's the news?

Did Little Japan cross the river?"

"Yeah, we beat him back."

"Don't go, we are reinforcements."

The man's accent was very familiar, like a native of his hometown.

"It's just you, I'm afraid I won't hit the mark."

Meng Xianguo looked at these dozen soldiers suspiciously.

They were all big and round, like a practicing soldier, but after all, there were too few in number.

The man said: "Regardless of the small number of people, we have heavy weapons."

Lifting the tarpaulin on the car revealed a Maxim heavy machine gun.

Meng Xianguo said: "Just a heavy machine gun won't do anything.

No, I have to go into the city."

There was a guy in the car who quietly pulled out a dagger from his boot.

The leading man smiled and said: "Brother, are you going to the city to get to know the southeast and northwest?

Commander-in-Chief Chen is so busy, how can he see you?

Besides, the Japs in Beitai are attacking in a hurry, but here in Nantai it's just a feint attack, a feint attack, you understand, I One class is enough for us.”

Meng Xianguo thought about it and said, "Okay, let's go back together."

The man smiled and said, "You lead the way."

After walking for half an hour, when I returned to the position, the man took out his ID and claimed that he was the captain of the North Thai Civil Defense Regiment and was here to guide the Nantai River Defense Affairs.

The captain did not suspect that there was a trick, so he invited him into the tent to discuss the strategy against the enemy.

After a while, the captain sent someone out to give an order for everyone to assemble.

Brother No. 120 of the security team came slowly and stood in four rows, laughing and joking in an awkward manner.

Meng Xianguo was also in the queue, looking around, and suddenly realized that these people from the city were unaware of their presence.

He felt that he had occupied a favorable terrain, and the machine gun seemed to be aimed at this side.

He suddenly thought of the story of Journey to the West that he had heard.

The little demon patrolling the mountains met the demon pretended to be Sun Wukong.

The heavy machine gun suddenly fired, and the regiment fell down like wheat.

Some wanted to resist, but were knocked down by men in khaki uniforms with portable machine guns.

More than 100 people were knocked down on the spot, more than 60 of them were left, and 30 were left.

Many people fled in panic, and people from the city came behind with rifles and shot them to death one by one in the fields like a target practice.

Xia Jingqi wiped the bloody dagger on his sleeve, walked out of the tent, and said dissatisfied: "You idiot, hurry up and send the signal."

Behind him, the captain was staring blankly, with a cigarette in his mouth.

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Just taking the opportunity to light up his cigarette, Xia Jingqi stabbed him to death.

A red signal flare rose into the sky, and the Japanese troops on the other side once again forcibly crossed the Huaijiang River.

This time they did not encounter any obstruction and successfully set foot on the north bank.

Xia Jingqi and others all had white towels wrapped around their left arms.

They stood on the roadside nodding and bowing.

The imperial troops passed by in a file without looking at them.

A guy wearing a captain's collar came over and stretched out his hand politely: "Xia Sang, you Thank you very much for your hard work.”

"No, I don't have to work hard.

It's my duty to serve the imperial army."

Xia Jingqi smiled humbly.

A large group of Japanese troops drove towards Beitai.

As the sky grew dark, Meng Xianguo crawled out from the pile of corpses and ran home stumblingly.

Chen Zikun was not surprised when the news that the southern and Tai sections of the Huai River were breached reached the headquarters.

The Huai River was so long that the Japanese would always find a place to cross the river.

However, their choice to cross the river in the western part of the North and Tai areas was equivalent to cutting off their retreat.

The Japanese I have always done a good job in tactics, but this time I was careless.

However, there was still a chance to make amends.

Chen Zikun immediately ordered a battle convoy to attack and drive the landing enemies into the water.

Fifteen Christie tanks quickly attacked under the cover of armored vehicles and started a fierce battle with the enemies in southwestern North Thailand.

Although the troops crossing the river were all light-armed troops, they were extremely tenacious and fought against the tanks of the North Thai Army with their flesh and blood.

With the continuous arrival of follow-up troops, the advantage gradually increased.

The tank troops received the order to retreat, leaving four tanks destroyed by suicide bombings.

The tanks are back.

The hasty retreat was because a large group of Japanese troops landed in the east again.

The Japanese Army Engineers set up a pontoon bridge on the narrow water east of Beitai.

The cavalry, infantry and artillery continued to cross the Huai River, and the advantage of natural danger no longer existed.

But it was too early to give up at this time.

Jiangbei is a huge area, accounting for one-fifth of Jiangdong Province.

Although Huaijiang was broken through, the main force of Beitai was still strong, and a fierce battle was still to come.

After the Japanese army crossed the Huaijiang River, they seemed less impatient.

They did not launch an attack immediately.

Instead, they continued to transport troops across the river and deployed calmly.

They also knew that Beitai was a tough nut to crack.

The commander of the Central China Expeditionary Force, His Excellency Shunroku Hata, personally wrote a letter and sent it to Chen Zikun, urging him to put the people of Northern Thailand first and choose to cooperate with the Empire of Japan, so that past grudges can be forgotten.

Chen Zikun responded with a letter, urging Shunroku Hata to surrender in order to avoid ending up as a stranger in a foreign land.

It is said that after reading the letter, Shunroku Hata praised Chen Zikun as a gentleman and immediately ordered a general attack.

The battle to defend Beitai officially started.

Three days later, the Japanese army completed the encirclement of Beitai.

They began artillery bombing and infantry attacks in turns.

The defenders had seen these methods of the Japanese army on the Songhu battlefield.

China and Japan were very familiar with each other.

The fight was extremely intense.

The airport is the only channel for Beitai to communicate with the outside world, so Chen Zikun sent heavy troops to guard it.

The Japanese army also regarded it as the focus of the attack.

The two sides went back and forth.

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Almost all the tanks of the Jiangdong Army were lost here.

In the end, the 88 anti-aircraft guns imported from Germany were leveled.

With the use of cannons, the Japanese troops were repelled and the airport was defended.

The Huaijiang Newspaper is still insisting on printing.

The supplies in the city are getting less and less.

Even white newspapers and ink are not enough.

It is not that there is not enough storage, but the Japanese army's fierce artillery fire has burned many supplies.

This is due to the large-scale infiltration of Japanese spies.

It also had something to do with the fact that every night there were spies who fired signal flares into the sky to guide the Japanese army to carry out precise bombing of grain depots, barracks and positions.

The police station was busy catching spies all day long, and the troops were in chaos.

Everyone looked suspicious.

Dozens of them were shot every day, and flares were still flying all over the sky at night.

Wang Degui couldn't help but sigh: "There are not many other things these days, but traitors are the most lacking."

The editor-in-chief of the newspaper Ruan Mingchuan came to the city hall to interview Commander-in-Chief Chen.

After chatting for a while, he asked: "We have been friends for more than ten years.

If you give me an accurate word, how long can we last?"

Chen Zikun said: "If there are enough ammunition, ordnance, gasoline, and food, we can defend it for three months to half a year."

Ruan Mingchuan said: "We have run out of ammunition and food and have no help.

We can only sit back and wait for death.

I think it is better to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible."

Chen Zikun said: "It's too early to break out now.

I just want to fight until the last moment.

I want the Japanese to know how difficult it is for them to conquer a city.

If China has 300 Beitai, they will never be able to conquer China. " Ruan Mingchuan said: "Okay, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman.

If you hold on for one day, my Huaijiang Newspaper will be published for one day.

By the way, my wife and children are all right."

Chen Zikun said: "It's all good, but I'm complaining about being in the air-raid shelter all day long without seeing the sun

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