Nanjing is no better than Northeast China, and Chairman Chiang Kai-shek is no better than Marshal Zhang.
If Jiang Li is like the commander and has a family, and he will die if he disobeys military orders, and his family will continue to suffer, I am afraid Jiang Li will have to think twice and delay.
Jiang Li came from a later generation, but this commander had the limitations of this era and still adhered to the bounden duty of soldiers to obey orders.
However, these soldiers who were bombarded by Japanese naval guns and aircraft did not know that they had been abandoned by their commander.
The commander who usually has his nose pointed towards the sky has abandoned his troops and fled in fear of the battle with his soft clothes.
It is a misfortune for the defenders to have a commander like Deng Zhenquan.
The only consolation is that compared with the procrastination in doing things in Nanjing before, this time the response was surprisingly quick.
After the 19th Route Army headquarters responded to the situation of Deng Zhenquan's escape, Nanjing immediately Tan Qixiu was recently appointed as the temporary commander of Wusong Fortress and was fully responsible for commanding the Wusong war.
Tan Qixiu immediately called the fortress artillery command post and ordered it to fight back the Japanese ship's bombardment with all its strength.
The commander and all the fortress artillery defenders cried with joy after receiving the order to counterattack.
All the artillerymen rushed out of their bunkers under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Japanese army.
With a huge explosion, another fortress cannon was lifted into the air.
Among the dead were more than ten artillerymen nearby.
One infantryman died, and a whole group of artillerymen died.
This is a true portrayal of what is happening before our eyes.
But these soldiers were fearless, and no one flinched in the face of death that could come at any time.
The soldiers loaded the artillery shells as quickly as possible to compete with the Japanese army for time to see if the Japanese ship would hit the fortress cannon first.
It was the shells from the fortress guns that tore apart the steel fortresses on the river.
"Fire the gun!"
The commander's voice was more sonorous than the sound of the Japanese naval gun.
The muzzle of the cannon was spitting out tongues of fire.
The blazing shells roared and hit the Japanese ships on the river. boom.
The bomb missed, and the shell fell into the river.
It exploded several meters, and sprayed water for more than ten meters.
The water fell from the sky like rain.
Although they missed the hit, the Japanese soldiers on the warship were also feeling a little nervous from now on.
They are no longer carefree hunters.
The opponent's shells can also tear apart the steel bodies of these warships.
The Japanese sailors who participated in the Russo-Japanese naval battle have all been promoted to officers.
Most of the soldiers on these destroyers and light cruisers on the river are also soldiers who have not experienced actual combat.
Even if they were shrouded in the glory of the Emperor, some Japanese artillerymen still couldn't help but feel a little scared.
However, under the scolding of the officers, they quickly extinguished this fear with shame.
Now all they have to do is aim and reload.
Cannonballs.
Destroy the Chinese army in front of you.
There was thick smoke near the fortress cannon, and water pillars also appeared on the rolling river.
A heartbreaking sound shocked all the Japanese soldiers.
"Hit.
Hit."
The officers and soldiers of the fortress artillery cheered.
There was a Japanese ship in sight that began to tilt to a certain angle, but what was disappointing was that the Japanese ship was not sunk, but slowly withdrew from the battle sequence dragging its injured body.
The remaining ten or so Japanese ships are still doing their best to destroy the defensive firepower of Wusong Fortress. boom Another ship was hit, but the steel-structured ship was not so easily sunk, but the artillery on it was baptized.
At the same time, three of the fortress guns on the shore were destroyed again by the Japanese army.
"Open!"
The commander only shouted one word, and in his original position there was only a rising flame and half of a bloody calf flying down from the air.
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"Group seating" "Group seating" There were sounds of joy and sorrow all around.
"Fight with these idiots and avenge Tuanzuo" "Avenge the regiment!"
the artillerymen roared in grief and anger.
At this time, the fortress artillery had been suppressed by the Japanese army, but no soldier retreated at this time.
Try your best to kill the Japanese ships as much as possible.
Dull crashing sounds came one after another.
Weng Zhaoyuan was not idle here either.
Taking advantage of the Japanese ship being restrained by the fortress guns, Weng Zhaoyuan revealed the only anti-aircraft gun and fired a barrage of shells at the unscrupulous fleet of aircraft in the sky.
This anti-aircraft gun was sent by Commander Zhang Zhizhong of the Central Fifth Army.
Although the 19th Route Army has several divisions, it does not have anti-aircraft firepower.
Therefore, this anti-aircraft gun, which was the only one that could threaten the Japanese army, was even more precious to Weng Zhaoyuan.
A brilliant spark lit up in the sky.
Even though these soldiers had not received strict air defense training, and they were not considered ahead of schedule, there were more than 20 planes in the sky, and a blind cat would always hit a dead mouse.
A plane was actually blown up.
While the Japanese pilots were frightened and angry, the battle on the ground also entered a fierce stage.
Large groups of Japanese troops attacked the defenders' positions with the help of aircraft and artillery.
"Don't fight indiscriminately, bring the Japanese troops closer."
The war situation is urgent.
Weng Zhaoyuan went to the front line in person.
The 156th Brigade's financial resources are not as good as those of the Japanese troops.
The firepower of the division's artillery regiment must be maintained elsewhere.
Now Weng Zhaoyuan only has the firepower sent by Yan Xishan.
Six mortars and less than a thousand rounds of artillery shells, plus the brigade's own small number of mortars.
Naturally, there are too few trump cards to fight the Japanese army head-on.
Boom, boom, a battalion of soldiers endured the bombardment of small steel weapons from the Japanese army.
They lay on the ground one by one, their heads and bodies covered with a fine layer of sand.
As the Japanese brigade approached and entered what Weng Zhaoyuan considered to be the most effective firing range, the hidden mortars scattered dozens of shells, and the Japanese troops within sight collapsed.
The gunshots, which sounded like fried beans, pushed back the swarming Japanese troops.
Under the cover of their comrades, several soldiers climbed out of the trench and crawled close to the ground, collecting guns, ammunition, grenades and the like on the ground.
How could the heavy machine guns of the Japanese army on the opposite side allow the enemy to succeed?
The roaring bullets killed two people immediately, and another person was shot in the thigh.
He was carrying several guns and crawling back with a lot of bullets.
His thigh dragged a trail of blood on the muddy ground.
One step, two steps, we are getting closer and closer to our own trench, but the distance of a few meters, which usually only takes a blink of an eye, now seems to be miles apart.
"Artillery, retreat."
Weng Zhaoyuan watched this scene with a stone heart and gave this order while the Japanese troops retreated.
The artillery support of the 156th Brigade was greatly different from that of the Japanese army.
Weng Zhaoyuan had to be careful.
In order to use the precious ammunition as much as possible without wasting it, he only asked the soldiers to risk their lives to put the Japanese army at a very close distance before fighting. , and the soldiers in front of them who went to pick up Japanese guns and ammunition were also helpless.
No matter how many casualties there were, the war of resistance would continue
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