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Chapter 683: The Japanese attack, the collapse of the main force
"Kang Ya!"

"Come and help!"

Even amid the Japanese bombing, Wang Zhong's loud shout was still clearly heard by everyone.

Upon hearing this, Kang Ya immediately stood up and ran wildly towards Wang Zhong in the woods.

An anti-aircraft gun cannot be operated by one person alone. Just like a machine gunner, it also needs an assistant. At this time, Krupp, as the gunner, cannot move easily, so Kang Ya becomes the best candidate.

Wang Zhong rushed to the location of the anti-aircraft gun and immediately began to load ammunition. He moved the muzzle that had been concealed long ago and pointed it at the Japanese planes in the sky. However, before Wang Zhong could take aim, two Japanese fighter planes that dropped several bombs left without stopping for a moment, dragging long tail flames.

"Damn it!"

Wang Zhong slapped the anti-aircraft gun.

Kang Ya, who had not yet run to Wang Zhong, looked up at the gloomy sky above her head and murmured with emotion: "When did the Japanese planes become so sophisticated?"

Wang Zhong had already gotten down from the anti-aircraft gun and was using the branches and leaves he had just thrown aside to prepare to hide the gun again.

"What are you thinking about? Come over and help!" Wang Zhong said unhappily.

"Oh oh oh~~~Here it comes!" Kang Ya hurried to Wang Zhong and helped Wang Zhong hide the anti-aircraft gun again.

"What do we do now?"

"What should we do?"

"Of course we should stay here and wait. What if the Japanese planes come back?" Wang Zhong said unhappily, but his eyes were fixed on the horizon where the Japanese bombers had just flown away.

No matter how good Wang Zhong's eyesight was, he could not see the Japanese bombers that had long disappeared into the horizon. The reason he kept paying attention was just to see if the Japanese bombers would really come back.

Kang Ya nodded when she heard that, and she found a tree to use as a cover and hid herself there. She looked up at the sky, imitating Wang Zhong's behavior.

At the position along the river below, watching the plane fly away, Long Wenjian led his men out of the woods again, and once again entered the defensive position that was less than half dug, set up the machine gun, loaded bullets, and aimed at the area by the river.

But after waiting for a long time, not a single Japanese soldier came up from the riverside. Instead, in the area where the main force of the Yu Division was located, there seemed to be a faint black shadow looming above the river surface shrouded in clouds and mist.

Although the Japanese bombers had gone far away, the sound of artillery fire continued. One shell after another dragged a long parabola in the air, flying from Nantianmen on the opposite bank to the position where the main force of the Yu Division was located.

The hillsides that stretch for miles along the river had long been built with extremely solid defensive fortifications by Yu Xiaoqing, including trenches, sandbags, and anti-artillery holes.

The soldiers of the main force ran into the shelters in the trenches as soon as the Japanese artillery shells hit the positions.

But there were still some unlucky souls who were covered by Japanese artillery shells and died in the shock waves generated by the explosions. Their bodies were torn apart and their internal organs were pierced by countless flying shrapnel.

Long Wenjian didn't know that Yu Xiaoqing's headquarters had been accurately hit by Japanese bombers, leaving only a pile of ruins. His attention was completely attracted by the river surface shrouded in clouds and mist.

Holding a pair of binoculars, he lay on a cliff by the river with an excellent view, scanning the river surface shrouded in clouds and mist.

Narrator: Meng Fanle, who is now the regiment commander's personal messenger, is explaining the Japanese army's tactics to the new recruits next to him.

"These little devils have been using the same three tricks for so many years. There has been no change at all."

"Before each attack, they would always fire a round of artillery fire. As long as the artillery fires, it means the Japanese are about to attack. Their infantry must have been ready on the other side of the river, and they are probably already in the middle of the river by now."

"Since the Japanese have been using the same three tricks for so many years, why can't we defeat them?" A new soldier asked Meng Fanle a soul-searching question.

"Who said we can't win!" Meng Fanle immediately responded bluntly: "Have you forgotten how our Sichuan Army fought back to Zenda from Myanmar?"

"Although the Japs' three-axe tactics are powerful, we are no pushovers."

"Why are the Japanese's three axes so powerful?" another recruit asked.

The narrator Bu La interjected: "Because they walk steadily with their bow legs!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

After laughing, Meng Fanle pretended to be impatient and asked Bu La: "Did the young master say it or did you say it?"

"You tell me! You tell me!"

The person next to him bumped into him and asked curiously, "You son of a bitch, when will you make such a joke again?"

Bu La smiled and whispered back: "I learned this from Boss Wang! Boss Wang said: Fighting a war requires seriousness, but it can't be so serious all the time. It's necessary to liven up the atmosphere appropriately and let the brothers relax. This is called boosting the morale of the troops."

“Oh my, you’re really different from before!” It was a little unexpected. They had been together these days, but since his best friend followed Wang Zhong to the provincial capital and came back, some changes had happened to him that he didn’t know about.

"Damn it, you guys are doing nothing in the provincial capital?" he asked with both curiosity and confusion.

Bu La lowered his voice and said, "Can you still mess with Mo Zi? He follows Boss Wang to eat delicious food and fish every day, and he follows Boss Wang to tease that actor named Du."

"actor?"

Yao Ma immediately became interested: "Why didn't I hear you talk about this last night?"

"You didn't ask me!" Bu La said as a matter of course.

"Tell me quickly!" Yao Ma moved closer to Bula!
"What are you talking about? We're fighting. The Japanese will be coming soon! If you want to hear it, I'll tell you after we beat the Japanese back!"

Although Yao Ma felt itchy and itchy inside, he also knew what was the important thing. The most important thing at the moment was to repel the Japanese attack. There would be plenty of time for other things later.

However, they didn't continue talking, but they couldn't stop the talkative Meng Fanle from talking.

"Don't think that the Japanese usually only have two tricks when fighting. The artillery bombards and the infantry charges, and the infantry charges and then the artillery bombards. But when it comes to the rear battlefield, the Japanese are very smart!"

"When we were in Burma, the Japanese often gathered in groups of three or five, hiding in trees or behind slopes, using branches to cover their bodies and guns, and using bird calls and monkey cries as signals. If the visitors did not respond to their signals, the Japanese machine gunners would pull the trigger without hesitation."

"Have you ever seen the devil's pheasant neck?"

"The guy Cui Yong uses a heavy machine gun similar to the Maxim. He sets up his machine guns on the high ground on both sides of the road and fires at the same time. Even if you have hundreds or thousands of people, you can't stop him, let alone dozens of people."

"You can only watch the people in front of you falling down one after another, just like harvesting wheat..."

After about seven or eight minutes, the frequency of the Japanese artillery fire was not as high as at the beginning. Long Wenjian looked through the telescope and saw the Japanese troops crossing the river on rafts. They were only more than ten meters away from the river bank where the main force was.

"Messenger!" "Within three meters!"

Long Wenjian shouted loudly, interrupting Meng Fanle who was chattering and bragging. Meng Fanle quickly held the gun, dragged his lame leg, bent his body, and limped towards Long Wenjian.

"What's wrong?"

"The Japanese army is about to land. Go and notify Krupp to point the gun at the riverside. Aim and follow my orders." Long Wenjian ordered immediately.

Looking at the Japanese troops appearing on the river in the distance, Meng Fanle's face became serious. He immediately went to inform Krupp. Even though he was limping, he jogged all the way at a very fast speed.

"Everyone, get ready! Check your guns, load the bullets, aim at the river bank, and shoot the enemy as soon as they show their heads!"

Seeing the Japanese soldiers appearing on the river bank upstream, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army Corps at Jieqipo also became nervous and pointed their guns at the river bank.

Unfortunately, apart from the lingering clouds and mist, there was no sign of any Japanese soldiers on the river in front of them.

As the Japanese artillery fire fell, one bamboo raft after another loaded with cabinets docked at the riverside. The Japanese quickly landed, and gunshots were heard from the main position. Dense bullets poured towards the Japanese on the riverside like a rainstorm.

The Japanese, who had been prepared, immediately organized a defense on the riverside.

Long Wenjian called Meng Fan again.

"Commander!"

"Within three meters?"

"What's the matter, sir?" Although Meng Fanle was impatient, he still managed his temper.

Long Wenjian said: "Ask Krupp if our guns can aim at the Japanese soldiers who have landed in front of the main position..."

Before Long Wenjian could finish his words, he saw Meng Fanle staring straight at the direction of the main position upstream.

"Messenger, are you listening to me?" Long Wenjian turned his head and saw Meng Fanle staring at the upstream in a trance. He immediately frowned and was about to scold him.

Meng Fanle pointed at the position of the main force upstream and said to Long Wenjian: "Commander, why are those main forces running back just after the fight started?"

Long Wenjian was stunned by what Meng Fanle said. He immediately turned the telescope and looked towards the main position. He saw countless soldiers on the position rushing towards the rear of the position without any formation, which was no different from a rout.

Even Long Wenjian was stunned by what he saw!
Even if they were going to collapse at the first blow, they wouldn't collapse in this way. The Japanese vanguard had just landed, the two sides had just started fighting, and the war had just begun, and they were already collapsing?
Could it be that they were scared when they saw the Japanese and ran away?
"not good!"

"Messenger, go and inform Wang Zhong to take his men to the main position to check out the situation!" Long Wenjian made the decision immediately.

"No need, I'm coming!" As soon as Long Wenjian finished speaking, Wang Zhong ran up to him with a dark face and said to the veterans, "Bula, take the soldiers of the company, grab your guns and follow me!"

Then he said to Long Wenjian: "I'll leave this to you!"

Long Wenjian said with a serious face: "Go! I'm here!"

The First Company of the Third Battalion mentioned by Wang Zhong mainly consists of the brothers who ate pork, cabbage and vermicelli stew together in the shelter. The company commander is none other than Bu La, who has now been successfully promoted to lieutenant.

Bula immediately called upon the brothers in the company. Yao Ma, Kang Ya, Dou Bing, Mi Long and others all stood up and followed Wang Zhong with guns in their hands.

Wang Zhong got on the military jeep. Without any reminder, Milong and Doubing jumped onto the co-pilot and back seats immediately. Bula and Kangya got on the front and back seats of the truck at the back. The rest of the brothers got into the truck bed one after another. The car started up, and dozens of people headed towards the direction of the main position.

By the time Wang Zhong and his men arrived, the main position was in complete chaos, with soldiers scrambling to run to the rear.

Wang Zhong didn't care. He drove the car with the horn honking and rushed directly into the group of fleeing soldiers. The fleeing team was stopped immediately.

Wang Zhong drew out the Ma brand pistol from his waist and stood in front of the fleeing soldiers with a frosty face. Milong quickly lay on the ground and set up the machine gun. Bula also quickly led a car full of dozens of soldiers and ran behind Wang Zhong, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet into the chamber.

Wang Zhong raised his gun to the sky, pulled the trigger, and fired three shots in a row, which immediately shocked all the fleeing soldiers.

"Everyone, get back to your position!"

"The Japanese are right next to the river. Do you want to be chased by them like we did in Burma?"

"Or will your asses shoot and fight back?"

"what?"

Wang Zhong shouted loudly, and his aura shocked the fleeing soldiers.

"Yu Xiaoqing was blown to death by the Japanese. If you don't want to run, don't stop us!" A defeated soldier pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Wang Zhong. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gunshot. Before the smoke from the muzzle of Wang Zhong's pistol had dissipated, a bullet hole appeared on the forehead of the defeated soldier, and he fell on his back.

After being shot in the head, Wang Zhong raised his gun to the sky again and emptied the magazine.

The violent gunshots made the fleeing soldiers around tremble.

Wang Zhong's sharp gaze swept across the crowd, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

"This is the fate of deserters. I am Wang Zhong, deputy commander of the Sichuan Army. Half a month ago, I returned to Zenda from Burma with more than 400 brothers."

"Everyone said that the Japanese were powerful and we were no match for them. But more than a thousand of us killed nearly two battalions of Japanese in Burma, shot down their airport, and bombed their transport planes. We were afraid that the Japanese would delay their attack until now."

"Why can I and my brothers from the Sichuan Army defeat the Japanese? Because we are not afraid of death. The Japanese also have two arms and a head. If they are hit by gunshots, they will also feel pain and die!"

"What you have in your hands are guns, not fire sticks. I don't understand. We are all born by our parents, so why are you afraid of them? Are you all born to be eunuchs?"

"Now I am going to lead my brothers to fight against the landing Japanese troops. If you don't want to die at the hands of your own people, turn around and follow us. If you want to die at the hands of your own people, just keep running!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhong took the lead and trotted away from the huge group of fleeing soldiers towards the direction of the main force's position. Milong, Bula and others followed closely behind him with guns in their hands without saying a word, demonstrating their determination with their actions.

The defeated soldiers looked at the bodies on the ground, then looked at Wang Zhong and his comrades in the Sichuan Army, who were walking with great strides and showing no fear, and exchanged glances. Then someone took the lead in turning around, holding a gun and actively following the Sichuan Army, saying, "I am a man, not a eunuch without balls."

"I would rather die at the hands of the Japanese than be killed by my own people."

Once there is the first one, there will be the second and the third.

Most people were actually blindly obedient. They might have been afraid at first, but when they saw the people around them turning around without hesitation to fight the Japanese, the fear in their hearts gradually dissipated.

From stopping the fleeing soldiers to shooting the first bird to make an example of him, and then taking the lead in rushing towards the position, the whole process took no more than two minutes.