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Chapter 1079 Battle of Chaodao ()

Time: October 10th, early in the morning.

Location: Yalu River defense line, Anping River mouth on the right.

Although during the day today, the intensity of the attacks faced by the little devils on the entire front suddenly decreased a lot.

It seemed that by now, the little devils were exhausted and had to stop the attack.

However, the soldiers of the 1st Division, 2nd Regiment and 3rd Battalion of Xuange Battalion who were guarding the position at the mouth of the Anping River still did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

So much so that throughout the day, they tightened their nerves and were ready to fight at any time.

At the end of the day, most of the soldiers on the position were already exhausted because they were too nervous.

Now they are all lying in the trenches, wrapped in thick coats and covered with a blanket, and have fallen asleep.

The snoring one after another seems to be louder than the "squeaking" sound of the water flowing in the Yalu River.

Even if it happens once in a while, it is still a small-scale act of diversion.

Instead, he cheered up and began patrolling the position.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, everyone prepare to fight immediately~"

Even since the war started, not only have the Japs not made any sneak attacks at night, but compared to other areas of the defense line, the Anping River Estuary has never been attacked.

Suddenly, there was a scream of a large number of artillery shells piercing the air, but a few seconds later, at least thirty or forty artillery shells landed on the position and surrounding locations, and a series of violent explosions occurred.

He picked up an iron loudspeaker that fell on the left waist pole, which was regarded as the standard equipment of the Xuange Camp Securities Committee, and shouted with the greatest strength in his mouth:

All troops, including civilian personnel, grooms, and cooks, were mobilized to attack the Yalu River defense line.

But in Huang Yaozong's memory, this soldier should be called 'Zhou Yuan', and his greatest wish was to return to his hometown in Lianyungang to marry a wife, so he was still very energetic.

A dozen soldiers were all overturned by the shells.

Faced with such a terrible scene, Huang Yaozong ran towards the back like a frightened rabbit.

Instinctively, Huang Yaozong turned his head and looked in the direction of the river; he could immediately see that under the light of the searchlight, they were full of little Japanese with sharp bayonets in their hands.

It was he who reacted keenly: the Japanese's carefully prepared attack this time, whether it was the terrifying force invested or the desperate madness, their battalion's strength would definitely not be able to withstand it.

The little devils immediately began to slide their boats and rafts with all their strength. With the current width of the river section being about one kilometer, it wouldn't take long for them to cross.

First, he checked to see if the sleeping soldiers were covered with blankets, and then put their arms inside the blankets.

Anyway, the number of people must be astonishingly large.

With the help of the tin speaker, Huang Yaozong's shrill shouts spread far away, causing every soldier who was sleeping one second to quickly stand up with the rifles placed beside them the next second.

However, he found that the other party not only stopped moving the searchlight in his hand, but also had a huge look of fear on his face.

The reason for this is that after a lapse of a year, this young man has become the chief of the Third Battalion of the Second Regiment of the First Division of Xuan Ge Camp with the rank of major due to his excellent performance.

During the whole process, the sentry looked very focused.

Lao Ma also reacted: These little devils are really fucking thieves.

He is responsible for the ideological trends of the entire camp. Even now, he is still sleepy and tired, but he still insists on not sleeping.

According to post-war statistics, it was the Ye Xiaojiao side who arrived not long ago. Due to their desperate forced march, they lost 40% of the Guards Mission.

I pushed the searchlight with my backhand, and the bright beam of light moved.

And after realizing that his sneak attack had been completely exposed.

The defenders repelled such a diversionary attack very easily.

Seeing this, Huang Yaozong just wanted to praise the other party.

Against this background, Huang Yaozong, a young man who faced the oppression of the Dutch and natives in a hotel in Surabaya City in the past, was full of grief and anger and asked the teacher "why" loudly.

As a result, all I could see in the bright lampposts were all kinds of boats and rafts; God knows how many little devils were heading this way.

Based on the practices learned from the training classes held by Teacher Zhengzhi from the modern dimension, Lao Ma.

In the past, when they didn't attack their defense line, they originally planned to paralyze them; now, they finally showed their huge fangs.

This situation continued until Huang Yaozong walked to the side of the position and found a searchlight powered by a generator with high power and brightness.

During this process, I would also chat with the sentries for a few words, telling them to cheer up, and asking them whether they were cold and whether they had encountered any difficulties in life.
It was these simple words that made the sentinels' hearts feel a little warmer in this sub-zero night.

Then, check the sentry post currently on duty.

Almost at the same time, Huang Yaozong also reacted.

The shout in Huang Yaozong's mouth was repeated three times.

Here, the sentry is slowly turning the searchlight and moving continuously on the river to prevent the little devils from sneak attacks at night.

But after he slowed down his steps, he walked slowly in the trench under the moonlight.

It was not this young boy who was frightened by the current crazy attacks of the Japanese.

If, like a normal battle, you find that the situation is not good after fighting for a while and then apply for support, the day lily may be cold...

So now he is going to call and ask for immediate support from behind. The more troops to support, the better.

At the same time, they also need artillery fire, rescue forces, ammunition and other support here. In short, they need everything.

In addition to using 30% of the troops to conduct diversionary attacks in other areas.

The other 70% of the troops were all invested in the Anping River mouth. They deliberately pretended to be an area that they were not interested in at all.

In the battle at the Anping River Estuary, a total of 89 artillery pieces of various calibers and 3098 artillery shells were used.

This number of artillery shells is also the number of artillery shells they currently have in stock.

There were 11627 infantrymen who directly launched the attack. Among them, the one with the highest official position was Shanxian Youpeng. There were also three division commanders, eight regiment captains, and battalion captains.

There are hundreds of other little Japanese officers such as squadron leaders and squad leaders in total.

On this cold night, these Japanese officers were only wearing a thin shirt, or even shirtless, but they all tied a belt called a "one-word scarf" or a "jade broken belt" around their heads. .

Then, like a beast on the verge of death, he took the lead or drove a group of Japanese soldiers and launched an attack on Xuange Camp's defense line.

Because today, after eating the last bit of food, they even killed many war horses to eat. They knew that they had no other choice except victory or death...

*******
"What the hell! I might die here today."

The above is the most realistic thought that has come to Lao Ma, a newbie, in his mind for an unknown number of times today.

In fact, when I heard the dense artillery shells, raindrops fell on the position at the mouth of the Anping River.

He didn't even wait for Huang Yaozong, a young boy, to call the division headquarters for help; then, under Fengrui's order, he moved over there for support.

At that time, a logistics camp was only two or three miles away in the rear.

Specifically, after a group of Huai Army soldiers took the initiative to apply to join Xuange Camp, they began to arrange these prisoners while the iron was hot.

One of the artillerymen was naturally added to the independent artillery brigade.

With the addition of these artillery, the Japanese artillery, which lacked shells, was immediately suppressed in daily battles.

The remaining infantry, some of which were elite, were selected and directly replenished into the 1st and 2nd Divisions to replace those who were lost in the battle.

Even so, there are still more than 4,000 people left.

So these more than 4,000 people were built into the fourth division of Xuan Ge Camp with Nie Shi as the division commander.

But Fengrui and Lao Ma also knew that the newly formed Fourth Division, which had not been trained by them, could not have high expectations in battle.

So after being dispersed, they were placed a little behind and used as logistical support personnel. And tonight, Lao Ma happened to be doing his daily ideological work in one of the camps with only more than 200 people.

When the intensive gunfire sounded, the newbie who had just joined this mission already reacted with a huge shock:

As expected, the relative calm of the Japs today was just an illusion, and everything was for the night's attack.

The location they chose to break through the Yalu River defense line was still the same as in history, at the mouth of the Anping River.

But what was different from what was expected was that according to the news coming from the front, the amount of troops invested by the Japanese this time was far more crazy than in history.

Even if they strengthened their defenses in advance, it would probably be worse.

Immediately making a decision, he held the metal trumpet to his mouth with his left hand, pulled out an M1911 pistol with his right hand, raised it high, and twisted his upper body back hard.

He shouted at the top of his lungs to the people of the 2nd Regiment of the 4th Division Commander:
"Brothers, the battle at the Anping River Estuary is extremely urgent, and the little devil seems to be working hard; for the sake of the flower growers and the Xuange camp, any old man who can breathe will follow me to support.

Even with my life on my side, I still have to stop the devils. "

Coincidentally, a reporter from the Northern Times arrived just a few days ago, and a reporter accompanying the army captured such a scene with a "click" and the flash of a flash.

Not to mention that such a photo became widely circulated in the future and became a classic.

After discovering such a small situation, Lao Ma immediately felt something in his heart.

Because during World War II in the modern dimension, Mao Zi's family had a very famous colleague of his. He also left a photo of him with such a look, and then he died soon after.

For the first time, the thought of 'I am going to die here today' came to my mind.

However, such a bad premonition still did not affect Lao Ma and his guard platoon, as well as more than 260 Huai Army soldiers who surrendered.

After letting go of his feet, he rushed towards the mouth of the Anping River.

It is said that Lao Ma's reaction was very timely and decisive.

But when he led the three hundred people behind him and rushed to the mouth of the Anping River, he felt a breath of cold air in his heart.

Because there were only seven or eight minutes between the sound of the cannon and the moment when we stood in such a sky.

All the front lines and first-line positions of the Anping Hekou defense line have been lost.

Guards are here, a full battalion that originally had five to six hundred people, but now only at most half of the people are left; on the second-line reserve position, they are firing wildly against the bombardment of intensive artillery shells.

Because shells rained down, people died almost every second.

The reason for this is not only that the artillery near Xuange Camp's main area has opened fire on the Japanese artillery on the other side.

However, those little Japanese artillerymen did not engage in an artillery battle with the artillerymen of Xuange Battalion as before, where they fired one shot at the opponent and then urgently moved the gun position.

Instead, they stayed in place and continued to pour artillery shells on the position at the risk of being blown up by counterattack fire.

So in a short period of time, the position here at the mouth of the Anping River probably received seven or eight hundred or even more artillery shells, and the defenders above suffered horrific casualties.

The more critical point is that it is illuminated by a crescent moon above the head and the fire of the explosion.

Lao Ma could clearly see that there was a numbing crowd of little devils in front of him, seemingly endless, rushing towards the position.

Under such a tidal wave of impact, the front lines and first-line positions that were originally planned to be able to block the opponent for at least one or two hours were actually not able to withstand even ten minutes.

The barbed wire fences, trenches, bunkers, and various firepower points they had deployed were of little use against the Japanese charge regardless of casualties.

Now they are rushing towards the second line of preliminary positions and the last line of defense.

The only thing that can be a little bit fortunate is that although the artillery on the Japanese side is relatively elite, compared to the artillery in the modern plane, the level is still much lower.

There is no way to do the later operation of slowly advancing thirty meters before the infantry line.

Soon after, when these little Japs rushed to a distance of fifty meters in front of the second-line reserve position, the Japs finally stopped shelling in order not to cause too much accidental damage.

However, just the shocking number of Japanese soldiers charging was still disappointing.

In such a situation, Lao Ma, who kept going all the way, finally led people to the position.

With a burst of fire, he fired all the bullets from the M1911 pistol in his hand and pointed it at the second lieutenant next to him who seemed to be the highest commander on the battlefield.

He shouted at the top of his lungs:
"What's going on? Your battalion commander, security committee, and company commander are gone?"

When he asked this question, Lao Ma's mouth was full of murderous intent. This was because he was preparing to hear the news that the battalion and company commanders had run away.

After the war, these grandsons will definitely be shot. No one can plead for mercy, not even Hu Biao who rushes to the street.

But after hearing this, the second lieutenant platoon leader replied with a cry:
"Director Ma, in addition to Huang Zhengwei and the second company commander of our battalion who were seriously injured and on the verge of death, the other officers and some of their brothers were behind the front line to buy time for us to organize our defense line. They all died in the battle."

After hearing such a sentence, all the subsequent curses in Lao Ma's mouth were suppressed.

Instead, there was a shout: "Throw the grenade..."

Two or three minutes later, Lao Ma, who was shot in the chest and was in severe pain whenever he breathed, held a bundle of explosives in his arms with a wry smile.

Damn it! He doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky now.

Because compared to the Maozi in the future, these people enjoyed the little devil's "pig attack tactics" ten years earlier.

Specifically, the little devils lined up in a tight formation, with sharp bayonets sticking out, and charged towards the position crazily.

After the Japanese in the front row were defeated by the fierce firepower, the remaining personnel retreated a little from both sides and then rejoined the charging team from the side.

For a moment, in the eyes of Lao Ma and others, only these opponents with bayonets were left, charging endlessly like a tide.

The sharpshooters, who were joined by many Japs in the rear, kept firing at targets such as the Maxim heavy machine gun shooters, mortar operators, and commanders like him who were the core of the firepower on the position.

As a result, they were getting closer and closer to the position, and now they were within 20 meters in front of the position.

Seeing that if this continues, they will be able to enter the position in a minute or two at most.

Once the hand-to-hand fighting started, their support force was included in the position, but due to the rapid death of a large number of people, there were only less than 200 troops left, and they would definitely be overwhelmed in the blink of an eye.

He instinctively glanced towards the rear of the position, but found that there was no trace of any reinforcements.

Lao Ma couldn't help but curse again: "The veterans of these teams usually have their nostrils in the sky, as if they are so awesome that they are going to the sky.

No one can be seen at the critical moment. If reinforcements don't come, this place will be doomed. "

After cursing, the guy suddenly jumped out of the position, rushed a few steps, and then pulled away a five-kilogram explosive bag from his body.

According to later historical records, it was around 10:10 on October 21.

Comrade Lao Ma, the great martyr and thinker of the flower growers and the director of the ideological department of Xuange Camp at the time, died gloriously in battle with his body broken to pieces...

And then I saw the old horse die together with a large number of little devils in a loud noise.

The little devil's crazy charge suddenly stopped and slowed down.

The soldiers on the battlefield did not have the scene with red eyes shouting "Revenge for Director Ma" as seen in later movies with related themes.

Just one soldier after another silently picked up a packet of explosives, or hung one grenade after another on his body.

Prepare to learn the same way as Lao Ma and use your own flesh and blood to block the charge of the little devil.

Then, loud explosions sounded one after another in front of the position.

But in the face of the little devil's madness, such a tragic approach could only slightly slow down the time for the devil to rush into the position.

Because the number of defenders on the position is decreasing at an alarming rate.

It won't take too long before everyone on the position will be dead. Even the people who rushed out with explosive packs and grenades may not be found.

In the position behind them, our personnel still have not arrived.

(End of this chapter)