Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 264
"I am Tantai Mingyue!"

"I'm on the front line in Songjiang!"

This is the title of the headlines on the front page of the morning papers that were sold at 26:8 a.m. on the morning of November [-]th, [-]th year of the Republic of China.

Tantai Mingyue's Battlefield Diary, which has been silent for almost a week! 'After the Battle of the Four Lines Warehouse, it once again captured the attention of the people in major cities in China.

Songjiang is a little-known place on the Chinese map. Except for the locals in Jiangnan, few people from other provinces know that such a place exists.

But the word "front line" is very clear to let people know that there is still a battlefield, and it is about Songhu.

"Many people may want to ask me why Songjiang is there, why this strange place name never appeared in the previous battlefield reports.

Yes, this small town located in the southwest of Songhu has been unknown since the rise of the prosperous city of Songhu. Normal thing.

But I believe that from today, no, maybe from yesterday, Songjiang City is destined to become an unforgettable symbol of our country in this war.

One hundred thousand Japanese troops landed from Jinshanwei Beach at this time two days ago. As long as they break through the barriers of Jinshan County and Songjiang City, there will be a flat plain in front of them. Will be opened by them. "

Tantai Mingyue's battle report frankly and cruelly showed the plight of the main force of the Songhu army to the public.

At this time, there was nothing to shake the morale of the army. Since the Japanese army began to land in Jinshanwei on November 11, the infantry divisions on the front line have entered a state of retreat one after another. The chief officer is still secretive, but in fact, word of mouth is no longer a military secret.

Ordinary people may not have any idea about this move played by the Japanese army. Huxi still has 500,000 troops. Even if there are an extra [-] Japanese troops, it will not collapse!

But in the eyes of those who have read some books and have some knowledge, the Japanese tactic is too poisonous. In any position, the main defensive force will be placed on the front, no matter in terms of military strength or fortifications. weakness.

And those trench systems intertwined like spider webs are absolutely impossible to build in a few days. Therefore, if the Japanese army that landed from Jinshanwei crosses Songjiang, they will face defenders without much flank defense system. , with their superior artillery fire, it is only a matter of time before they penetrate the flank positions.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of troops will be attacked on both sides, and it is strange to be undefeated.

In all the big cities in China, I don't know how many people read the frank and cruel news in the newspaper, and their faces turned pale.

The hundreds of thousands of troops are the elites of the provinces. Perhaps those who are reading the newspapers have close relatives and friends on the battlefield where the entire army is about to be wiped out. How can they not worry?

The streets of the capital of Shonan province.

An old woman with quite old clothes but very clean starched hair and a very neat combed hair grabbed a young student who was rushing with a newspaper and a paint bucket: "Children, they all said that the newspapers It's about the war at the front, can you read it to me?"

"Woman! I'm busy right now! Look what I'm holding in my hand? I want to write a slogan calling on young people with aspirations to join the army to defend their homes and the country! Can you find someone else?" The young man showed a little impatient , but considering that the old lady is more than 60 years old, her words are still polite.

"Besides, it's useless for you to hear about the battle on the front line, and you're more worried for no reason. It's better not to know than to know. You'd better go home!"

"I know you're busy!" Hearing what the young man said, the old woman showed disappointment in her eyes, but she didn't continue to pester the young man. He muttered: "But my Man Yazi is also fighting over there, can I not worry?"

"Wait, Mistress!" The young man who was about to leave was taken aback for a moment, and quickly took a few strides to catch up. "You say someone of yours is fighting there too?"

"My little boy!" The old woman took out a black and white photo from her bosom. "He asked someone to bring it back years ago."

In the photo, a middle-aged soldier with an honest face is sitting upright with a serious face. The three gold stars on the collar badge remind young people that this is an army colonel.

Young people are in awe!
It's not just the army colonel in the photo, but the plainly dressed old woman in front of her doesn't look like the mother of a regiment leader at all.

"Your son is the leader!"

"I don't know if it's the head of the regiment. I just heard that he sent a message back saying that he was going to fight some 'tiger'! Said that the Japanese devils came, and he was going to drive them back."

"Songhu!"

"Yes, it's that Songhu!"

"Okay, then I'll read today's newspaper to you. What's your son's name? Is he the head of that unit of our Hunan Army?"

The so-called Hunan Army is naturally the children of the southern Hunan Province. This is the result of more than ten years of warlords in China. As long as the army is preceded by the name of the province, 90.00% of its grassroots officers and soldiers are children of the province.

The old woman lived in the capital of Hunan province, and it was only natural that her son was in the Hunan Army.

"I don't know about that army. My son's name is Zhang Yi!" The old woman's eyes showed hope when she heard that the young man wanted to read the newspaper to herself.

Since the youngest son went to the battlefield, the two sons in the family never mentioned anything about the battlefield, and the youngest daughter-in-law didn't tell anyone, but she knew that she often shed tears behind her back. She knew that they were all afraid of her worries.

However, the mother was worried when her son traveled thousands of miles, not to mention going to war with others, even if her son led the army to garrison outside, she would often wake up in the middle of the night because of worry because she could not see him for several months.

Even if no one mentioned it, as a mother, how could she not be worried?
Sitting at home, she couldn't hear any news about the battlefield. She wandered around the street without incident. The neighbors who were familiar with his family's situation probably had to be told to only say good things and not bad things, but she didn't believe it. Immortal!

The child in front of me was caught on the street, so she probably wouldn't lie to her!

The old woman has her logic of judgment.

"Tantai Mingyue was fortunate to meet the 67th Army who had transferred from the North China battlefield at the station. They will rush to Songjiang to block the peak of the [-] Japanese soldiers and buy enough time for us to re-arm the Shanghai West battlefield.

Yes, their entire army is the hope of our Songhu army. We can understand this, and so do the Japanese.

Anyone with a little military knowledge would understand what kind of battlefield Songjiang would face.

However, the entire army of the 67th Army did not hesitate to swear an oath in the wilderness in front of the station, and the entire army rushed to Songjiang City to meet the Japanese army that had already entered the beach for landing operations.

Here, I must not mention those Chinese soldiers stationed at Jinshanwei. It was they who gave up their lives and won the rare twelve hours for Songjiang City, Huxi and the whole of China.

Among them, the colonel and head of the 62th Regiment of the 377nd Division of the Hunan Army led the whole regiment to defend Jinshan County until the evening of November 11th. In the end, only one communications soldier was ordered to go to Songjiang to report the battle situation, and the rest of the regiment were all loyal to the country! "

After reading this, the young man choked up.

Because the name of the colonel's head is Zhang Yi, and he belongs to the 62nd Army of the Hunan Army.

If nothing else happened, the old woman in front of her who was worried about her young son would never see him again in this life.

"Baby, why are you crying?" The old woman clenched her hands tightly when she heard that all the infantry regiments were killed in battle, and her heart rose to her throat. "What's their leader's name?"

"Sister! A regiment of our Hunan Army was killed in battle. As a native of Hunan, do you think I can stop crying? The name of the regiment leader is not listed in the newspaper, so it must be a military secret!" The young man held the back of his hand hard Wiping away the tears welling up in his eyes, he hurriedly explained.

"Oh!" the old woman believed.

Although it is very sad that a regiment of the Hunan Army died in battle, for the old mother who is extremely worried about her son at the moment, nothing is more important than hearing the news of her son.

Perhaps, for her, no news is good news.

"On the morning of November 11, the Songjiang Command sent artillery teams to ambush on the banks of the Huangpu River, wounding three Japanese gunboats, and wiped out more than 6 Japanese troops who landed from the gunboats!
At 11:6 noon on November 1, our Songjiang Cavalry Battalion encountered a cavalry reconnaissance squadron of the Japanese Army along the Huangpu River. After a fierce battle, we wiped out 98 of its major officers and below!
On the evening and evening of November 11, the Japanese army arrived and bombarded the surrounding positions of our Songjiang City. Our Songjiang defenders fought back vigorously and repelled several rounds of Japanese attacks.

At 300 o'clock in the morning, one of our defenders came out from the south gate, sneaked into the Japanese army's position and attacked at night, wiped out more than [-] Japanese invaders, and retreated completely. It can be described as a complete victory! "

The young man with tears in his eyes read the following battle report, but his voice became more and more passionate because of the consecutive victories in the future!
Listening to his almost roaring roar for victory, more and more people surrounded him, and the crowd cheered involuntarily.

Even the old woman, who was holding the photo of her son tightly in her hand, couldn't help but smile on her face.

For her, the more Japanese she killed, the safer her son would be.

At this moment, she may be a little selfish, but she is a mother!
(End of this chapter)