"Why haven't the reinforcements from the 15th Route Army arrived yet?
Send another telegram to Jiang Wenhao and ask him when he will arrive on the battlefield."
Song Xilian, commander of the 261st Brigade of the 88th Division, looked at his pocket watch anxiously.
Due to the successful detour of the Japanese army and the establishment of a position in Maijiazhai and the cemetery on the south side, the 88th Division put all its reserves into the battle, but failed to repel the Japanese army.
The commander of the engineer battalion was killed, as well as the commander and deputy commander of the 264th Brigade.
He also went to the front line to command the battle and was injured and had to be withdrawn.
The intensity of the battlefield is evident.
"Report to the brigade, Jiang Wenhao called back.
In one hour, two battalions of troops will arrive on the battlefield first.
After four hours, a regiment will arrive.
The rest will arrive in three days."
"An hour is enough.
Instruct all the ministries to cross the river immediately.
We are still dragging on in fighting.
I really don't know how the Fengtian War was fought."
After giving the order, Song Xilian complained again.
This sentence was entirely because of the factions.
Different stereotypes.
Of course, it was also because of the tense battle situation that I felt unhappy.
When Song Xilian led his army to cross the river, he did not collect ships on the river bank in advance in order to prevent the Japanese army from discovering it in advance.
Some small fishing boats secretly collected were forced to cross the river with wooden planks and the contents of the barrels tied to the sides.
The disadvantage of this was that crossing the river was more troublesome.
The advantage was that the Japanese army could not detect Song Xilian's actions in advance.
There aren't many.
Da da da The Japanese machine guns swept over from along the river, and the tongues of fire ate up people.
One after another, people screamed and fell into the river.
The bright red blood disappeared into the river.
The soldiers who "fighted" to cross the river were not idle either.
Although it was inconvenient to fight back because they were floating on the river at this time, the soldiers also used all available resources to fight back against the Japanese army.
A Maxim was set up on the ship.
The sharp tongue of flames swept over, and the Japanese troops on the opposite side also howled like ghosts. boom Suddenly there was a burst of fire on the opposite side, followed by several louder explosions.
"What's going on?
Why did the artillery fire?"
Song Xilian asked with a frown.
All artillery pieces are very precious.
At this time, they were fighting across the river.
In order to ensure the safety of the artillery, Song Xilian issued an order not to fire at this time.
Krupp Mountain Gun Battalion.
Because there were no large ships to cross the river this time, the division was not assigned to Song Xilian.
There are no direct technical arms in the brigade.
Even the German weapon masters at this time had a far inferior firepower compared to the Japanese army.
Compared with the Beiyang Seven Towns during Yuan Shikai's period, the firepower of a 54-gun division-affiliated artillery regiment of the Beiyang Division can be considered a big step back.
Yuan Shikai's period was also the closest the Chinese Army came to the Japanese Army in modern times.
Arsenals in various places are also gradually being reorganized.
Unfortunately, the nation's faint hope of rejuvenation was interrupted by Yuan's proclaimed emperor.
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In the future, as civil war broke out, except for Yan Xishan's Taiyuan Arsenal and Zhang Zuolin's Fengtian Arsenal, which were making steady progress, the military industries in other places were going backwards.
At this time, Nanjing relied heavily on directly purchasing weapons from abroad. equipment.
The rectification and investment in arsenals were not as great as in the early years of the Republic of China.
And with the war in the Central Plains.
The Taiyuan Arsenal was greatly affected, and the Fengtian Arsenal was moved inland.
When the great powers, especially Japan, increased their military investment significantly.
The development of the military industry in the Republic of China has already experienced a certain setback.
This is also the reason why the war of resistance in history was so miserable.
"Brigade, our artillery did not fire."
Soon Song Xilian's regiment commander sent someone to report.
"There was no firing.
Could it be that there were reinforcements on the other side and ordered the ministries to cross the river quickly?
The reinforcements on the other side might not be able to support them for long."
Judging from the scale of the battle.
The opponent used a sneak attack method, and the number of people was definitely not large.
Song Xilian did not hesitate and immediately ordered that if this opportunity was missed and the Japanese army on the opposite side recovered, the troops crossing the river would suffer even greater losses, no matter for that heroic team.
Either for the sake of his subordinates, he must speed up the progress of crossing the river.
Boom boom boom Japanese grenades and mortars were shot down sparsely and fell into the river.
A raft and a small boat were sunk when hit, and dozens of soldiers screamed and fell into the cold river water.
While the troops crossing the river fought back heroically.
Cold sweat broke out on my back, and I had a stronger impression of the team that sneaked up on the Japanese army.
If the other party hadn't fought so hard to shoot down a Japanese artillery piece and pinned down some of the Japanese troops, the troops crossing the river would have suffered even more heavy losses.
"The enemy's small cannon is coming.
Big guy, retreat quickly.
Damn it, throw away the cannon.
It's important to save your life, but you also need a shitty cannon."
Cui Jianwu urged Zhang Chujiu as if urging him to die.
These mortars just now were made by the two of them.
"What are you afraid of?
There are still some of our people lying in ambush in front of us.
Let's give them a drink and chase after them.
Brigadier Song's large force will be able to cross the river more easily."
Zhang Chujiu grinned, but his men didn't show any concern at all.
Slow down, the small steel cannon weighing 50 to 60 kilograms was like a toy in his hand.
He lifted the small steel cannon and the sack in his other hand was a mortar shell.
Carrying these things on his back, he ducked back and withdrew more than a hundred people.
Mi, we went to a bush to rest.
Reposition the cannon.
Several shells had already been eaten at the original place, and one even landed more than 20 meters away.
Cui Jianwu, Zhang Chujiu and others secretly said they were lucky.
If the shells had been deflected any further, they might have to go to see the King of Hell. .
"Damn Chinese people, they are bastards who only know how to sneak attacks.
They dare not fight the Japanese Emperor in a samurai way.
I will cut open your stomach with a bayonet and pick out your intestines."
Squad leader Saga Nokiyo held a pistol and led his men in a relatively scattered formation to fumble over to the place where the mortars were fired.
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In normal times, he wouldn't have cared much about a team that only knew how to make sneak attacks, but at this time, it was extremely uncomfortable to have the Chinese army team cross the river and attack them in a sneak attack.
Annoyed despite being annoyed, Saga Nokiyoshi was also very careful.
The opponent was able to accurately shoot down one of their artillery pieces.
Such an ability was not something that a no-name team could achieve.
Saga Nokiyo had paid enough attention to his opponent.
A team of more than 40 Japanese soldiers spread out to search, but the eliteness of this team was beyond Saga Nokiyo's expectation.
There were two gunshots in the wilderness, and the two Japanese soldiers searching in front quickly fell to the ground.
Looking around, there are yellowish weeds and newly sprouted shrub branches everywhere.
But in this environment, two bullets suddenly flew out.
"There, the Chinese people must be in the highlands, that is the best shooting location."
The old Japanese in the early 1930s were indeed not blind.
A considerable number of Japanese soldiers were also proficient in shooting, and their accuracy was even lower than that of ordinary snipers.
Poor marksmen, it's just that the Japanese army still doesn't have a very intuitive understanding of sniping.
Except for a few freaks, no matter how accurate the Japanese army's shooting is, it can't be better than a sniper equipped with a scope and rigorously trained
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