Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 244
As far as the field of vision was concerned, there was a huge breach in the city wall 100 meters away.

The rammed earth, which is as strong as a stone and has stood proudly after hundreds of years of wind and rain, is extremely fragile in the face of the power of the 105 howitzer. The collapsed loess and blue bricks formed a huge gentle slope inside and outside the city wall!

The Japanese infantry may be able to attack the city on this gentle slope with bayonets in hand.

However, this was not the reason why his heart was tightly clenched.

The gap will become a breakthrough point for the Japanese army, and perhaps it can also become a sad place for the Japanese army.If there is no threat of artillery, the crossfire formed by various light and heavy machine guns erected inside Cangcheng can definitely turn the extremely obvious gap in the target into a Japanese cemetery.

The autumn wind from the south of the Yangtze River blew over, further blowing away the gunpowder smoke. The two signal soldiers who got out looked around with dull eyes. Liushui’s house was no longer seen, leaving only clumps of darkness and dilapidated walls.

The residential area outside Cangcheng is not much better, many residential buildings have been reduced to rubble, and more residential buildings have been burned and billowing black smoke.

In fact, the artillery fire of the Japanese army did not stop completely, but after the violent bombardment of Cangcheng and the raging of the houses outside the city wall, the artillery fire continued to extend forward, all the way to the inside of Songjiang City, and there were groups of terrible fireballs in Songjiang City. , The rumbling explosion sound was still deafening.

But these are not the reasons for the young deputy squad leader to worry.

He remembered that the observation post of the 150th Army was more than 67 meters away from him. They also sent three observation posts. When six soldiers were assigned to their posts, they met each other across a small river flowing inside Cangcheng. , both sides know what the other is going to do.

Therefore, six soldiers who belonged to the two infantry armies and had never met before saluted each other, which was not only a tribute to each other's bravery, but also a different kind of farewell.

No one knows whether they can return when they set foot on the top of the city.

Now, the three observation posts of the 43rd Army were lucky and survived.

But what about the comrades-in-arms of the 67th Army who raised their right hands with them?Why is none of them missing?
It's just that he doesn't care about these for the time being, and looks in the direction of the Japanese army's position 500 meters away.

Faintly feces-yellow figures are moving, obviously, they are preparing for the attack.

Farther away, several black figures were moving here with rumbling black smoke.

It was a Japanese tank.

The artillery fire has not stopped, and the Japanese army is about to attack. Their determination is much stronger than imagined.

"Go and inform the battalion commander!" Without hesitation, the young deputy squad leader yelled at his two soldiers who hadn't recovered from the heavy shelling.

He himself picked up the rifle and pointed "bang! bang! bang!" into the distance, and emptied the magazine full of five bullets in one go.

That was shooting, but not an attack in the true sense. The main purpose of the young deputy squad leader was to use the gunshots to warn his comrades in the bullet hole that could be heard, although he also knew that the same Comrades whose ears were buzzing from the shock may not be able to hear.

But this is his job.

In line with the principle of not wasting bullets, he aimed his gun at the Japanese army that he could barely see in the distance, what if!If you're lucky, a blind cat can run into a dead mouse, right?

After firing five bullets, the young deputy squad leader ran along the wall to the other wall, shouting loudly while running: "Brothers of the 67th Army, come out quickly, the devil is coming up."

Although the location where the howitzer exploded was at the top of the city wall in charge of the 43rd Company of the 3rd Army, it was actually at the corner of the wall over there, and it was closer to the observation post of the 67th Army.

If one is not good, it is not impossible to be stunned alive in the fortifications.

However, no one responded.

Until he ran to the gap, which belonged to the defense of the 67th Army, no one could come out and respond to him.

There was a look of misery on his face at first, and then he suddenly realized that he took out the cotton in his ear, and continued to shout hopefully: "I almost forgot to plug my ears, brother of the 67th Army, come out!"

However, apart from the sound of crackling wood burning and the sound of rumbling guns from afar, there was still no one answering.

The voice of the young deputy squad leader seemed to be swallowed up at once.

The clear sight in front of him told him that no one could respond to him.

A fortification point built of sandbags and roof beams to withstand infantry artillery collapsed not far from him.

Although the howitzer didn't hit the fortification head-on, they were too close after all. The huge shock wave actually collapsed such a strong fortification. It was covered with sandbags weighing more than a thousand catties. The fate of the soldiers hiding inside was terrible One can imagine.

A fortification farther away was directly turned into a piece of scorched black and ruins together with the wall stack. It seemed that it should have been hit by a 75-caliber field artillery.

The main attack coordinate of the Japanese artillery was Cangcheng. At least for now, the concentrated fire of dozens of artillery pieces was not useless, and even the fortifications on the top of the city wall were destroyed.

The tears of the young deputy squad leader came down with a "shua", turning his face that had been blackened by gunpowder smoke into a big painted face.

He didn't know the three soldiers of the Northeast Army who saluted each other and turned to leave. Even, because the big guys participated in the construction of fortifications as soon as they came here, their heads and faces were covered with dust and sweat, making it impossible to see their eyebrows clearly.

He doesn't know whether the other party is the big brother or the younger brother, the only one who can tell the identity, the other party is blue, they are black, and the common enemy is yellow shit.

But here, whether it is the Northeast Army or the Sichuan Army, the 750 of them are Pao Ze.Just like what his battalion commander Liu, who was afraid of death, said at the oath meeting of all the garrisons in Cangcheng at noon: "You son of a bitch, this time old Liu's wife is really going to remarry with her baby! Brothers present , I don’t care if you are from the 67th Army or our 43rd Army, as long as you can leave this place alive, remember to help me send a message to my wife, saying that I am sorry for her and my baby.

If Lao Tzu's pension is paid out, half of it will be given to her as a gift for her remarriage, and the other half will be sent back to my hometown by her. As a son, I have to support the old man.That's it. "

The young deputy squad leader saw that most of the blue and black people who were present at the time had red eyes, but when they sat together, they looked at each other with not only firmness but also approval in their eyes.

They are the 67th Army transferred from the battlefield in North China, the 43rd Army who returned from the battle of Dachang Town, and the Songjiang Army who stationed together in Cangcheng.

They are one.

But now, no more.

A few minutes later, when a major of the Northeast Army rushed to the top of the city with his soldiers, he saw a young Sichuan army digging frantically among the ruins on the top of the city, trying to dig out his unknown name. , hands, already dripping with blood.

My heart suddenly felt miserable.

Everyone knows that once buried in the fortifications, the possibility of surviving is almost zero, let alone several other fortifications destroyed by artillery fire.

However, even though he knew that the Sichuan army was doing useless work, the Northeast army who rushed forward were all extremely grateful. Perhaps, it was because of his efforts that he gave his brother a chance.

This scene may forever be engraved in the hearts of soldiers of the Northeast Army who survived the extremely cruel Battle of Cangcheng.

Cangcheng garrison, regardless of each other, truly become one.

Just before the outbreak of the war.

(End of this chapter)