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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 694 Prelude to the Battle

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    Chapter 694: Prelude to the War

    After a few days, there was no news about Mei Ling and the others. Tang Qiuli could not help but feel anxious. In front of Mei Ting and Mei Xue, he did not dare to reveal anything. What he was afraid of was that they were worried that after receiving the telegram from Qiuquan, he had already  He personally led four special operations units into the Cang'erhui area and saw many traces of battles along the way. He has ordered each special operations unit to expand the search area and there will be news in the near future.

    Qiuquan's telegram reassured Tang Qiuli. At least it showed that Meiling and the others were still alive and had not been annihilated by the Japanese army. Sometimes, Tang Qiuli found it strange to think about it. After more than 20 companies were released, Meiling alone  Something happened to his company, as if God wanted to make him worry. He forced himself to put aside his worries and devote all his energy to the battle that was about to begin.

    If this battle goes well, the day when the problem of North China will be completely solved is not far away. The main force of Neji Okamura's army in Shanxi will be completely annihilated. Compared with the strength of the Japanese army in North China, there will be a fundamental change. He carefully  Commanding all the troops, the seven newly formed field brigades based on Sun Zhenbang's Corps on the bank of the Yellow River are being combined and organized, and the required heavy equipment has also been gradually delivered to the troops for installation.

    There was no new news in other aspects, but a telegram came from Yan Xishan. In addition to thanking Vice Chairman Tang for helping him and taking him in during the most critical moment, there were a lot of words of gratitude that made people feel numb, and there was another message.  With a small request, he was allowed to recruit 5,000 soldiers in Dingbian to enrich his security force and lay the foundation for the recovery of Shanxi. As for the funds required, Tang Qiuli was asked to generously donate his money for a temporary loan. After he recovers Shanxi, he will definitely repay it double.  .

    After reading Yan Xishan's telegram, Tang Qiuli couldn't laugh or cry. This officer, Yan, was still dreaming of returning to Shanxi to become the local emperor. He wanted to cultivate his own private power in Dingbian and pay for it himself. He came to recruit troops. It was a good idea.  , He is also very good at abacus. He also knows the dilemma Yan Xishan is facing. He fled Taiyuan in a panic. He did not have time to bring out much of his huge family. It is already stretched to feed the thousands of remaining soldiers. If he wants to recruit more troops, he can only  He shamelessly reached out to himself.

    After carefully weighing the pros and cons, Tang Qiuli generously agreed to do everything as Yan Xishan said, and the funds were immediately sent to him. Compared with the huge Shanxi, this small amount of money was nothing. Besides, Tang Qiuli  Li was not afraid at all that Yan Xishan would cause trouble in Dingbian. This was a territory he had managed for many years. In the hearts and eyes of the people in Dingbian, Tang Qiuli was the only one who could not be used by Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, let alone Yan.  Xishan, let him plant the recruiting flag, and ensure that no one will vote for him. Rebuilding the Jin army is just a sweet dream.

    This was an open matter. Tang Qiuli also issued secret instructions to Shen Jun's Investigation Department and Gao Chuangshan, director of the Dingbian Secret Service Bureau, to deploy agents and police forces to closely monitor all the actions of Yan Xishan and his subordinates. If any abnormalities were found,  The situation must be reported to him and he must not act without authorization. It is not a big deal if this Bodhisattva is placed by Dingbian. Tang Qiuli is already thinking about finding a good place for Yan Xishan.

    The bait that Tang Qiuli put for Okamura Neiji at Yonghe Pass has already shown results. The Japanese troops opposite the Wubao Ferry were secretly transferred to the direction of Yonghe Pass. Although they did so secretly at night, they could not escape the trap set by Tang Qiuli.  Eyes, the 40,000 Japanese troops who had arrived at Fenglingdu for a few days were not allowed to launch an order to cross the river to attack Xi'an because of Okamura Neiji's strict order. They had nothing to do all day long and simply set up artillery to bombard the beachhead on the other side.

    Not to be outdone, the river defense troops of the ** Division fired back with artillery. In the first few days, because it was a newly formed artillery regiment, it was no match for the well-trained Japanese artillery in terms of tactics and tactics. It suffered several small losses.  Everyone held their breath. When the incident was reported to Tang Qiuli, he only gave instructions with a few words: "Look for opportunities to wipe out the Japanese artillery and clear the way for subsequent battles." Sun Zhenbang thought about it and understood what the division commander meant.

    Then they started getting busy, mobilizing artillery from several other secondary defense areas, and secretly transporting Dingbian's newly equipped large-caliber howitzers to Fenglingdu. Then, they found General Jiang Baili, the dean of Dingbian Military Academy, and he didn't know  After muttering about what deal the two had made in private for a long time, all the students from the artillery department of Dingbian Military Academy formed a full artillery regiment and headed for the Fenglingdu position.

    Sun Zhenbang was busy for two days, and the artillery troops gathered at Fenglingdu actually reached six regiments, including a heavy artillery regiment with a range of 15 kilometers and a caliber of 155 mm. As usual, at 8 a.m.  After a few minutes, the Japanese artillerymen, who were tired of having enough to eat and had nothing to do, began a routine bombardment.

    The artillery of the ** Division on the other side of the river also immediately launched a counterattack. What was different from the past was that the artillery fire this time was much denser and more violent. The Japanese artillery, which had had the upper hand for several days, was furious and was beaten like a sheep.  The artillery dared to challenge the dignity of the Imperial Japanese Army's artillery. The Japanese artillery commander gave an order, and all Japanese artillery unitsA devastating bombardment began.

    All mountain artillery and field artillery were used. The Yellow River ferry on the other side of Fenglingdu was bombarded by intensive Japanese artillery shells. The ground was shaken, smoke and dust were everywhere, and fire was shining. The bombardment lasted for more than an hour, and the result was the same as usual.  China's artillery gradually became mute and lost its right to speak. It continued for more than half an hour before the Japanese artillery stopped triumphantly.

    The sound of artillery had just stopped, and the filled smoke had not been blown away by the spring breeze. The satisfied Japanese artillerymen were leisurely wiping the smelly sweat on their faces. On the other side of the river, there was a loud earthquake and the faces of the Japanese artillerymen were "swish".  All of a sudden, they turned pale. They were all experts. They could judge the caliber of the artillery just from the sound of the artillery. It was a salvo of countless large-caliber artillery.

    "Chinese artillery fire, evacuate the position," the Japanese artillery commander shouted hoarsely. The Japanese artillerymen hurriedly pushed the artillery. A scream tearing the air came from far and near. The air was filled with the scream of death and the black shells.  It fell from the sky and hit the Japanese artillery positions hard. The ground shook, smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the explosion points were connected in one piece. It was impossible to tell the number. The Japanese artillery positions were shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

    I don¡¯t know the outcome of this artillery battle, but from that day on, the Japanese troops on the other side never fired a shell across the river. Just after the artillery battle, Sun Zhenbang hurriedly climbed up the hill. He was eager to see his carefully planned artillery bombardment.  As a result, I saw from the telescope that on the Japanese artillery position covered by artillery fire, turned out loess, huge craters, bent gun barrels, scattered gun bodies, and gun wheels scattered everywhere.  , and there were trees emitting wisps of smoke. Sun Zhenbang grinned. Based on his experience, he judged that the Japanese artillery was finished.

    When Tang Qiuli saw the report, he gave instructions: "Very good, closely monitor the actions of the Japanese troops on the other side, and make all preparations for cross-river attacks." Okamura Neiji learned that the troops in the direction of Fenglingdu and all the artillery had been tricked by the Chinese.  Destroyed, he was so angry that he cursed the Japanese commander in the telegram. He had no choice but to join the troops in the direction of Wubao.  He transferred artillery from two regiments to the direction of Fenglingdu, although the artillery in his hands was not very generous.

    The artillerymen of the ** Division, who had taken advantage, really wanted to have another round of fun, but the Japanese artillerymen became more honest than rabbits. No matter how they called the formation, they would not show their heads, so they had to give up in frustration. The Japanese artillerymen were honest, and the infantry was not idle.  , leaving most of the troops behind to confront the ** Division troops across the river at Fenglingdu, waiting for an opportunity to cross the river to attack Xi'an.

    The remaining troops began to invade Ruicheng, Yongji, and Yuncheng in southern Shanxi, expanding the occupied area. The Japanese troops burned, killed, raped, and looted wantonly. Wherever they went, villages and towns were reduced to ruins, and unarmed people became targets for the Japanese soldiers to vent their anger.  The people in this area were suffering. Across the Yellow River, the soldiers saw fireworks everywhere in southern Shanxi. They knew that the Japs were harming the people again. They were so angry that they gritted their teeth and wanted to cross the river immediately.

    Meiling, who was seriously injured, did not know what was happening now and did not have the necessary medical conditions. His injuries did not improve. He could only lie on a stretcher and be carried by others during the march. Following the advice of his comrades, he immediately headed to the bank of the Yellow River.  While approaching, they took a shortcut back to Dingbian. Meiling's injury could not be delayed any longer. After several days of marching in the mountains, they did not encounter the Japanese army or other troops. Only then did everyone know that they were too far away from the main force.  Far away, basically out of the original combat area.

    In the evening, the troops camped in a valley. In Luliang Mountain in May, although the spring was warm during the day, at night, the chilly mountain wind blew people to the core. Fortunately, they found a cave to barely escape the cold mountain breeze.  In the wind, the soldiers gathered around several bonfires to rest. Everyone was frowning and worried about Mei Ling's injury. Mei Ling woke up from a coma, hearing the "cracking" sound of the bonfires burning in his ears, and he felt dry in the mouth.  My tongue was dry and my body was burning so badly that I couldn't help but moan softly.

    The voice was soft and did not alert other comrades. Mei Ling looked at the entrance of the cave. In the deep night sky, the stars were blinking indifferently. He didn't know if he could return to Dingbian, return to his parents, on the east bank of the Yellow River.  , there are Japanese troops everywhere, several major ferries, and even key areas for Japanese defense. The possibility of these comrades taking them across the river is extremely small. Up to now, Meiling's heart is full of attachment to life and fear of death.  .

    Thinking of this, Mei Ling shed tears silently. After all, he is only an eighteen-year-old boy. There is no need to be harsh. He has experienced the test of war for the first time in his life. When the blood in his heart cools down, his attachment to life and his longing for the future years  , will naturally hover in my heart, and I will become more aware of the preciousness of life.

    Mei Ling, who was distracted by his thoughts, suddenly heard a series of dense but extremely light footsteps. He turned his head in the direction of the sound. His heart tightened and his hair stood up. Under the dim starlight, groups of Japanese soldiers appeared.  On the surrounding hillsides, he had no time to shout, so he struggled to pick up the submachine gun that was always beside him and pulled the trigger. The sound of gunfire broke the night.In silence, a sudden encounter started like this.

    (To be continued)
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