Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 295 How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain (it's the end of the month, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)

It's just that war is never based on people's will.

No matter how Tang Dao grows, and no matter how firm the will of the Cangcheng defenders is.

The fierce artillery fire of the Japanese army is the most critical factor in determining this offensive and defensive battle.

When he learned that the Chinese defenders in Cangcheng were still stubbornly defending, even Moji Suematsu, who wanted to watch the Kunizaki detachment make a fool of himself, couldn't sit still.

Kunisaki didn't pay much attention to him in a daze, he could get some small shoes for him to wear, but if he dragged his legs and didn't give him support, then things would change.

Especially Seishiro Itagaki, who is far away in North China, is not easy to mess with. If it is heard that the Kunisaki detachment suffered heavy losses because of his order by Shigeru Suematsu, then that guy may directly tear his face and go to the Army Headquarters.

In this kind of country-to-country battle, whether the Army Headquarters will favor Seishiro Itagaki, who is more capable in combat, or the lieutenant general of his special division, Moji Suematsu can know the final answer with his ass.

Without waiting for Kunizaki to ask him for help, he directly ordered all members of his artillery regiment to go into battle. That was 48 artillery pieces, plus 16 artillery pieces from the Kunisaki Detachment Artillery Brigade, plus the infantry regiment's own infantry artillery at the next level. Heshan artillery, before the Japanese infantry prepared for a new round of attack, the Japanese army in Xicheng went so far as to throw more than 6 artillery pieces of various types on the battlefield of less than 70 square meters in Cangcheng.

Even, in order to show its existence, the light destroyer staying on the Huangpu River took the initiative to join this small offensive and defensive battle that was not worth mentioning.

The addition of six 6mm naval guns became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Order all brothers to withdraw from the ground." Tang Dao saw with his own eyes that an infantry squad that had just rushed up was blown up by a naval gun, and after he gritted his back teeth, he issued the military order to withdraw.

If the fight continues like this, there will be few people in Cangcheng who can breathe without waiting for the Japanese infantry to arrive.

"But sir, we are all in the bomb shelter. When the Japanese army rushes in, we will die. It is better to die on the battlefield." Liu Zhenshan, who was originally most afraid of death, was a little anxious.

His considerations were not unreasonable. Losing ground positions, the soldiers hiding in the bullet holes would be easily blasted to death by the Japanese troops on the ground with grenades and explosives, and they had almost no ability to resist.

This is like in the autumn field, the farmer cuts off the voles in the field after harvesting the crops. No matter how many exits you have, just find an exit block, choose an exit, light the fire and smoke, and the voles who steal the crops Almost the entire litter was wiped out.

Otherwise, the voles with super reproductive ability have already made the farmers have no way out, and almost every year there will be such a rodent extermination operation.

"The Japanese attacked so resolutely, isn't it because they have a lot of guns?" Tang Dao looked sternly. "It's just that they are not the only ones who have cannons!"

"Sir, what do you mean?" Peng Chong's eyes moved slightly, as if he understood something.

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The frenzied bombardment for more than half an hour sprinkled a lot of salt on the Cangcheng position, which had already suffered heavy losses.

The city wall that could block infantry artillery and even mountain artillery may have been continuously shelled by large-caliber heavy artillery. Part of the city wall that was five meters high and two to three meters wide collapsed, leaving a large opening that was 30 meters wide.

The interior of Cangcheng itself was ravaged by various types of artillery from the Japanese army. The buildings inside were either blown up or burned. After being hit by such a terrible shock wave, there were almost no walls higher than two meters in Cangcheng, and they could be seen everywhere. The huge crater proved the horror of the 105 howitzers and naval guns,
Even the river channel leading from the moat into Cangcheng was cut off, and several huge potholes with a diameter of seven or eight meters remained in the middle of the river bed, and the small river that used to carry cargo boats flowed into it tick by tick. With a pitiful little current.

This time, the Japanese infantry did not follow the shells desperately to charge, but they all hid in the field trenches hundreds of meters away. They did not walk out of the trenches amidst the roar of the officers until the deafening explosions stopped completely, and attacked in formation. Cangcheng marched.

Major Sakio, who was wearing a menstrual band around his head, was standing at the forefront of the line, waving his command knife and shouting hoarsely over and over again: "On board!"

Seeing his subordinates plucked up the courage to charge forward with him shouting "onboard", the Japanese major then satisfactorily threw the command knife to the lieutenant staff officer beside him, took a [-]th bayonet with a bayonet mounted on it, and walked in the The middle of the queue rushed to Cangcheng.

He, the Major Commander of the Army, has already done enough to lead the Long Live charge. No matter how foolish he is to rush to the front of the team with a command knife, it is a foolish thing to do.

According to the previous casualty statistics, the Sergeant's death rate was as high as 80.00%, and the Japanese Major knew that it was the result of targeted shooting by the Chinese.

Even if not all Chinese are very calm, but as long as there are a few, his goal is very obvious to stand at the front of the line, which is to give the Chinese a head.

Although it was a deadly onboard charge, if possible, the Japanese commander with enough brains also hoped that he would be the last one to die.

He is not alone in the wise.

It was said to be an onboard charge, but the Japanese army was cautious, and none of them charged at full speed with a bayonet in their hands.

Because, with previous experience, including Major Sakio, no Japanese army would think that this round of artillery would wipe out all the Chinese.

In the previous two or three rounds of bombardment, they had expected so much, but the Chinese were like weeds in spring, always reemerging from the impossible to continue fighting.

God knows if they will miraculously emerge again this time?Little life comes first, you must not be careless.

The front line, which could have been reached within 3 minutes, was dragged on by the Japanese soldiers shouting "on board" for 5 minutes, which made the main force of the Japanese army behind them all have the urge to rush up and kick their asses. If you are afraid of death, don't call it 'onboard'!
Perhaps, prudence is the first element of victory.

Happiness came so suddenly.

Or, to use a more vulgar phrase: How can you see a rainbow if you don’t experience wind and rain?
What a dear mother!We won!
The terrified Major Sakio Naganobu just stood on the gap in the city wall scattered with countless broken bricks and wood, looked around, and then burst into tears.

No one would have thought that the once extremely stubborn Chinese would be killed just like that, and no Chinese would suddenly appear in front of them like weeds.

Except for the ruins, the gunpowder smoke, the corpses that the Chinese didn't come to take away, and the remains of the imperial soldiers who stayed here in the last round of battle but were blown into rag dolls by their own shells, there was nothing.

There was no counterattack, no gunfire, not even a living Chinese figure.

"victory!"

"Long live!"

The Japanese army gathered more and more. Under the leadership of their respective second lieutenant and lieutenant, they walked up to the dilapidated city wall and raised their guns and shouted.

Although it was only the occupation of a small position, it was also a victory, especially after paying the lives of at least 1000 imperial soldiers, the victory was even more precious.

At the head of Songjiang City 800 meters away, countless pairs of eyes looked at this side, and then lowered their heads.

They don't care about the roar and tsunami celebrating the victory from the Japanese army, but they care about the Chinese army that was once in the Cangcheng position.

Those brothers failed, they lost ground, but no one blamed them.

They have tried their best, the blazing artillery fire, not to mention Cangcheng, even they can feel the earth shaking slightly at a distance of 800 meters.

How are those brothers living in it?
Are they all dead?

That's thousands of people!
Liu Yuqing, who was staying at the head of the west city, had a livid face. He still hasn't waited for the signal flare from his security squad leader. Didn't that bastard see the battle in Cangcheng?
Cangcheng has really fallen?But why, Cangcheng didn't even send out a farewell telegram, did they surrender?
The terrible idea just flashed through the lieutenant general's mind and was denied by him. He didn't know the soldiers of the 67th Army, but he knew the soldiers of the 26th Division. If 8000 people could fight to 700 people without leaving the position, what would happen? Lose the face of the entire Sichuan Province in this small Xiaocang City.

What's more, there is Tang Dao there.

But, what about that outstanding young man?Is he dead too?Thinking of this, Lieutenant General's heart throbbed with pain.

The so-called Qianjun is easy to get and a general is hard to find. A rising star like Tang Dao who was born in the Sichuan Army and can make his own name is really important to Sichuan Army generals like Guo and Liu.

Is the Sichuan Army short of people?Sichuan Province, with a population of more than 6000 million, has no shortage of soldiers and equipment. It was lacking in the past, but since the Sichuan Army has proved itself with facts, there should be no shortage.

The Sichuan Army lacks a commander, a commander who can act alone. Guo and Liu have already determined Tang Dao as a person who can lead an army in their hearts. impossible.

Liu Yuqing had communicated with Lieutenant General Guo in private, and she was not very optimistic about the outcome of this national war. The war might last much longer than people imagined.

This is a disaster for the country and the nation, but for an outstanding soldier like Tang Dao, it is the most rare stage, and it may lead the Sichuan Army to a wider space.

Perhaps the vision of the two generals is still limited by the nature of warlords, but their predictions for war have surpassed most high-level officials of this era.

Except for Tang Dao, no one knows that this national war lasted for 8 years, surpassing 90.00% of people's imagination in this era.

You said, a seed player like Tang Dao, whom he had placed high hopes on, suddenly came to an end like this. Can the Lieutenant General be so impatient!
For the Chinese soldiers in Songjiang City, they were sad or anxious, but for the Japanese who broke through the defense of Cangcheng City, it was not all happiness.

Until then, the Japanese army major, who was hit by the great happiness and made his whole body go numb, suddenly woke up.

"Baga! Where are the Chinese? Where did they go?"

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