Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 366 Black Question Mark Face

"Squadron Captain Xichuan, when can we act?" The man looked around vigilantly, and continued to ask in a low voice.

"Soon, the Chinese soldiers will soon be overwhelmed by the pressure and speed up their release. That's our chance." The man with eyes full of arrogance looked at the scene in front of him, full of cries and shouts, with confidence in his chest.

Because it was almost dusk at this time, and they would have to wait another night if they crossed the river. These Chinese refugees who were eager to escape could not predict when the imperial army would come. This kind of fear of the unknown could only make them more panic and anxious.

Yes, the high-achieving student who graduated from the Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy is the Major Deputy Captain of the brigade directly under the Ushishima Sadao Division Headquarters of the [-]th Division, and Major Nishikawa Nagataka who was personally named by Yanagawa Heisuke as the task force leader this time has a great reputation. vulgar mind and judgment of the situation.

As the Chinese general expected, Yanagawa Hirasuke didn't have the guts to send light infantry across the Huangpu River to attack the Baihegang Bridge, so he racked his brains to come up with such a tactic, sending a small-scale special attack team.

It's just that this time it was different from the Japanese army's detour of more than ten miles into the rear of the opponent's position to attack and harass. Instead, it detoured for nearly [-] kilometers and completely lost contact with the main force. It was already very similar to the future special forces.

The military order Xichuan Changlong received was to occupy the bridge as much as possible, and if nothing could be done, he would blow up the bridge and cut off the way for the Songjiang defenders.

The two infantry squadrons led by Xichuan Changlong arrived in the area near the bridge as early as yesterday, and they also witnessed the thrilling ground-to-air combat. What almost caught his eyeballs was that the Chinese won the final victory, and six Imperial fighter planes fell.

He knew at that time that the storm attack that he wanted to catch would not work, and the dark night attack plan he originally envisioned would basically not work. The Chinese with anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns could easily kill him and his subordinates who were not equipped with heavy weapons in the wilderness middle.

Fortunately, in order not to attract the attention of the Chinese, Xichuan Changlong had already made tactical arrangements before leaving the formation.He wasn't going to fight the Chinese hard, so one infantry squadron was dressed up, and the military uniform was not worn like the various long and short imperial weapons.

Half of the contingent's troops wore Chinese civilian clothing, equipped with shell guns captured from the Chinese and melon-style grenades that were easier to conceal.

This originally sharp firearm can only be supplemented by seizure because of the bullet itself, and the imperial infantry has long been accustomed to the [-]-type rifle. Obviously a perfect fit.

A task force with more than 100 shell guns may suffer in field battles, but in such short-range attacks, the firepower will be so powerful that the Chinese who are only equipped with rifles and light machine guns will despair.

Therefore, after thinking about the whole night, Xichuan Changlong decided to change the attack method. He wanted to lead a part of the task force to mix with the crowd of Chinese refugees, and take advantage of the opportunity of crossing the bridge to sneak attack on the Chinese bridge guards. Seizing the control of the bridge by concealing the situation, and then relying on the Chinese fortifications to hold on, another infantry squadron is contained on the periphery, waiting for the arrival of the main force.

Perhaps it is difficult for his nearly 400 people to attack the Chinese who have fortifications and machine guns, but if it is just defense, Xichuan Changlong is confident that he will stick to it all day and night.

It's just that the Chinese are more cunning than he imagined. They actually inspected the refugees so carefully. In one day, they killed more than a dozen people who were carrying weapons and refused to surrender them. Two of them were sent over by him tentatively. under the command of

Seeing two warriors who had killed at least seven or eight Chinese soldiers on the North China battlefield were kicked to the ground and shot dead by the Chinese like chickens, Xichuan Changlong's heart was bleeding.

He vowed to make the Chinese pay the price. Once he occupied the bridge, he would kill all the captives one by one in front of the Chinese, so that they could also experience the pain of seeing their colleagues being killed without any resistance.

Those who can enter the task force are all the elites selected by Changlong Xichuan from the brigade directly under the division, and 60.00% of them have stayed in Northeast China.

For example, he also stayed in Northeast China for four years. He can speak Northeast dialect fluently and has a good understanding of the habits of Chinese people.

Therefore, extremes lead to opposites, and the more detailed the Chinese defenders inspect, the more likely there will be loopholes, such as public sentiment.

The reason why the people started to riot in the afternoon was naturally the result of him sending his subordinates to spread rumors and fan the flames at the crowd gathering place.

It won't be long before those Chinese who are crying and begging or even yelling loudly will push away the simple barbed wire and refuse horses. As long as the Chinese defenders can't shoot at ordinary people frantically, at that time, his chance will be great. coming.

Sure enough, as he expected, the Chinese defenders began to be unable to bear the pressure of the violent commotion of the refugees.

Xichuan Changlong saw from a distance that the Chinese refugees in front of them began to cheer, and they lined up in two rows on their own initiative, and their forward speed suddenly increased.

"Mr. Changgu, our opportunity is coming, let the others know and get ready to enter the queue!" Xichuan Changlong licked his lips and ordered decisively.

A group of young men in ragged clothes mixed with Chinese refugees from various parts of the wilderness and marched towards the checkpoint.

Yes, the speed of passage has suddenly accelerated. It is the Chinese soldiers at the checkpoint who have simplified the inspection procedures and are no longer required to check the luggage and persons of the refugees.

However, there is a rather strange requirement. Except for women and children, other adult men must pass through the checkpoint barefoot.

That was Lei Xiong's order that Erya rushed over to convey to Li Jiujin.

Li Jiujin, who was in a state of desperation, immediately ordered the soldiers to carry out the order as if he had received an amnesty.

Don't look at anything, just look at your feet, what's the point?

Besides, as for the pair of rag shoes and hole socks on the refugees' feet, wouldn't it be a minute to take them off?If the speed is not fast, there is a ghost.

It is also simple to divide into two columns, men in one column, women and children in one column, a wave of more than 300 people, wait for the women and children to pass a wave, then put a wave of men, and so on.

This is also easy to understand. It is to prevent crowding and trampling caused by too many people. Even if a family is separated because of this, can't they get together after crossing the bridge?

Crossing the bridge at this speed is enough to ensure that thousands of refugees will be let off the bridge before it is completely dark.

Seeing that the defenders have made such concessions, the refugees will of course not make any more noise. After all, the black hole muzzle protruding from the checkpoint and the bridgehead [-] meters ahead is not just for fun. It annoys the soldiers. When will the bullets be fired.

Since ancient times, the thinking of people not fighting with officials has been deeply rooted in the consciousness of the Chinese people.

Xi Chuan Changlong, who got into the refugee queue, frowned.

The inspection conditions created by the Chinese always made him feel a little weird, but as for where the weirdness was, he couldn't tell.

After all, what could be different about big feet?
Do you want to see whose feet are whiter and tenderer?
It must be so, the Chinese wear cloth shoes, and the imperial people wear leather shoes
All the members of the Japanese contingent who got into the queue took off their shoes and socks on their own initiative under the command of the chief, and quietly rubbed their feet in the dust with the attitude of "I am a good boy and a good citizen".

Those feet have become the feet of the working people in China, and they are so dirty.

I don't know if this is a pastoral area and there is no dust to rub against, will these guys stuff their feet in cow dung.

Probably will!
After all, these guys are all elites. In order to complete the military order, let alone step on shit, just let them eat, maybe they can swallow a few big mouthfuls with their eyes closed.

What Xichuan Changlong didn't know was that in the distance, a pair of eyes were watching the refugee group closely through a telescope.

That's Lei Xiong.

Contrary to what Li Jiujin thought, Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, who had scolded him angrily at that time, was not furious, but on the other end of the phone smiling all over his face.

Because, the fish he had been waiting for finally came.

Before leaving, Tang Dao told him that the Japanese would definitely come and attack the bridge by mixing in with the refugee team.

Lei Xiong didn't know why Tang Dao was so sure, because he was not a little butterfly from the future, and historical records recorded the tragedy that happened on the Baihegang Bridge.

In that time and space, a contingent of more than 200 Japanese soldiers was mixed in with the refugee team and suddenly attacked the bridge guards. An infantry company that was caught off guard killed more than half of them and eventually lost control of the bridge.

The final tragedy was that when more than 67 people from the 67th Army, who had been defending Songjiang for three days and nights and were ordered to retreat, swarmed in, they found that the bridge had changed hands. cross the river.

At this time, the small-scale Japanese troops hiding on the river bank attacked the Chinese soldiers in the center of the river, causing several generals of the 67th Army to be shot and sacrificed.

The 67th Army suffered more than 10,000 casualties during the three-day battle with the Japanese in Songjiang City, but on this not-so-wide Suzhou River, the losses were close to [-]. Even the lieutenant general, major general and chief of staff were all killed. , There are only [-] officers and soldiers who can cross the river.

The floating corpses of Chinese soldiers and civilians were scattered all over the river.

In the end, the big guy who had a grudge against the 67th Army directly canceled the establishment of the 67th Army, and only kept the designation of the 108th Division. Under multiple blows, the 108th Division, which had less than [-] people, remained inactive in the subsequent war.

A powerful army that could have played a major role in the Great Patriotic War just disappeared.

And the epic achievements they created in Songjiang have also been lost in the long river of history, and no one remembers the great struggle that more than [-] lives have done.

Tang Dao will never let history repeat itself.

As for when this group of Japanese soldiers came and how many people there were, there are not many records in the history books, so it needs to be judged by Lei Xiong.

However, with Tang Dao's reminder of the Japanese attack and the way to judge them, it was enough for Lei Xiong.

From the moment he entered the bridge, Lei Xiong conducted strict inspections on the refugees who were eager to cross the river, and the inspections were meticulous and strict.

His action, of course, is not to prevent the Japanese from coming with makeup.

Only if you are a thief for a thousand days, there is a reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. If you can't prevent them, then bring them in and kill them.

When the refugees start to riot, it means that the Japanese have come.

Therefore, he asked Erya to tell Li Jiujin that the refugees could pass through faster without too detailed inspections. Otherwise, the Japanese are not fools, why would they hide their weapons and hit the muzzle of their guns?
He had to create an opportunity for them to attack.

Xichuan Changlong was anxious, waiting for him to enter the checkpoint.

The previous wave consisted of Chinese women and children, and now it was the men's turn. In front of him, there were already more than [-] task force members who had successfully passed the inspection with bare feet and stood waiting more than ten meters away.

Xichuan Chimelong, who originally thought this matter was a bit weird, hadn't thought of attacking the checkpoint first, and then attacking the bridgehead fortification a hundred meters away, after all, it was also within the range of the shell gun.

Although there are only a dozen or so Chinese in an infantry squad at the checkpoint, they are very careful. Two light machine guns are mounted on the fortifications of the checkpoint, one on the left and one on the right, and there are at least four submachine guns facing the simple passageway. There was also a barbed wire fence erected in front of them. Anyone who tried to attack them would probably have to pay a sufficient price. This was the reason why thousands of refugees did not dare to attack the fortifications even though they were outraged.

Two soldiers with guns stood in the sandbag fortification, glanced at Xichuan Changlong's dusty feet, waved the muzzle of their guns, and shouted angrily in their impatience: "Hurry up, what are you looking at?"

Men have a natural dislike for men, especially their stinky feet.

"Yes, yes, sir!" Xi Chuan Changlong nodded and bowed in response, stopped quietly observing, and quickly joined his subordinates.

More and more team members were released one after another, and the number was increasing, but from time to time, some men were picked out by the soldiers and ordered to stand aside and wait for inspection.

There were Chinese civilians with mournful faces, and some members of the contingent whose hearts were about to jump out, but there were not many of them, only a dozen or so.

Although I don't know if the Chinese people noticed something abnormal, maybe it's because the feet are still too white and tender?But it’s nothing. In less than 5 minutes, they will launch an attack on the bridgehead fortifications where more troops are stationed. The dozen or so people who are still at the checkpoint can use Chinese civilians as cover to attack the checkpoint, which is actually a good thing.

Perhaps it was because there were a lot of people singled out, up to dozens of people, and less than 200 people were let go of the checkpoint to cross the bridge. The Chinese defenders yelled at them to cross the bridge.

Outside the checkpoint, more Chinese people were ordered to back off.

It's a bit weird, but Xi Chuan Changlong, who is full of doubts in his heart, is a little too late even if he wants to repent at this time.

How about an old Chinese saying?The arrow is on the string and has to be fired, or is the duck on the shelf?

Anyway, Xi Chuan Changlong, who led most of his task force to the bridge quickly, had a hard scalp at the time.

It wasn't until he reached the area about 50 meters away from the bridgehead fortifications that his nervous mind relaxed a little.

As long as they move forward 10 meters, their grenades can be thrown into the fortifications. Even if the Chinese are prepared and conspired, it will be useless unless they deploy heavy troops here.

But obviously, that is impossible. For air defense, the Chinese deployed the main force on the periphery.

Victory is within reach!
"Puff puff puff!" The terrifying sound of cloth cracking suddenly sounded.

Without warning, the muzzle flashing flames of a hidden gun inside the bridgehead spit out deadly streams of metal bullets.

In just two seconds, more than ten people fell down like harvested ears of wheat.

idiot!be cheated!

The Chinese already knew they were coming.

But how did they find themselves?Is it just looking at the feet?Also, what kind of machine gun is this, and why is it firing so fast?

The moment Lieutenant Xichuan Changlong fell to the ground with so much heart and gallbladder, his mind was full of black question marks!

Every Japanese who was killed by MG34 will basically think what kind of gun this Baga is!This is basically a common doubt.

As for how the Chinese discovered them, I'm afraid Lei Xiong and Li Jiujin are not interested in explaining Xichuan Changlong's doubts.

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PS: The students officially started school today, and Fengyue had a morning class, so I simply updated the two chapters together, about 4500 words, brothers with monthly tickets continue to vote, thank you.

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