The Republic of Heroes

The short distance of 200 meters from the landing point to the beachhead is full of charging Japanese troops. The firepower of the Chinese defenders is sparse, and the heavy machine guns are all misfired. Nose, the Japanese soldiers were making the final charge. They stepped on the corpses of their fallen comrades with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and they approached the Chinese defenders bit by bit.

It was almost dusk, the blood-red setting sun and the blood dyed the whole beach red, and there were countless corpses entangled together, and it was hard to tell which one was Chinese and which one was Japanese.

A battalion commander's head was wrapped with a thick circle of white gauze, the blood oozing from the wound was mixed with mud and smoke and had turned black, his face was so smudged by the gunfire that he couldn't see his true color, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable turmoil. anger.He looked back at the side, the guard squad leader was struggling to pull the bolt of the Mauser rifle, and the few remaining soldiers slowly aimed and fired, reloaded, aimed and fired... The entire reinforced battalion was defeated in just one hour of defensive battle. Get beaten up.

This situation made the first battalion commander want to cry without tears. The Japanese soldiers like locusts had rushed up. They rushed for an hour in a short distance of 200 meters, but the first battalion commander felt that this short hour seemed to be too long. More than 20 years in the first half of my life.

The two soldiers closest to him supported each other, their tattered military uniforms were stained with red and black, they looked at the battalion commander expectantly, waiting for orders.

A battalion commander raised the box cannon in his hand and "dangdang" two shots and killed the two devils who rushed to the front. He rushed to the remaining dozen soldiers in the trench and shouted: "Revenge for the dead compatriots, brothers and sisters! I rush!"

The squad leader, who had been slow before, held the Mauser rifle with the bayonet inserted in his chest, jumped out of the trench first, and responded: "We will fight the devils and avenge the dead brothers..." The squad leader's words are in " After the word "revenge" came to an abrupt end, a stray bullet shot into his chest with a "poof", and his body, which seemed to be exhausted in an instant, slowly fell backwards.Seeing this, the first battalion commander's eyes were cracked, he picked up the big knife he had been carrying behind his back, and rushed towards the tide of Japanese troops without hesitation, followed by a dozen or so sparse Chinese soldiers.

The whole army of the first battalion of the Ninth Regiment was wiped out, and at the moment when the first battalion commander lost consciousness, he saw a squadron of squadrons rush down like a tsunami on the position where the first battalion had been defending for an entire hour.The reinforcements finally came up, and the last charge of the Japanese army was like the end of a crossbow.

While the southern section of the shoal was under attack, the northern section of the shoal suffered an attack several times stronger than this, and the Japanese army first stormed the southern section, giving Yu Sanhe the illusion that the southern section was their main attack direction.But thanks to the fact that the river fog in the northern section has almost dissipated, a large number of Japanese troops landing in ambushes in the northern section were discovered in time, so the devil's trick of attacking the west was missed.

Yu Sanhe sent almost all the elites of the Ninth Regiment up one after the other. Taking advantage of the superior terrain, the little devils forced them to leave more than 2000 corpses in front of the beach in just one hour.But the calls for help from the southern section almost blew up the phone of the headquarters. He had no soldiers to transfer, so he could only keep encouraging him to fight bravely.At the last moment, the former fortress defenders who were still serving as a reserve team volunteered, and Yu Sanhe ordered them to reinforce the southern section. This also played out the scene where the first battalion commander lost consciousness before the stone wall blocked the torrent.

The reason why Yu Sanhe used the former Deng Zhenquan's soldiers as a reserve team and did not easily send them to the battlefield was because they were afraid that they would not be able to help if they were sent hastily.

However, every move of the First Battalion was in Sanhe's eyes. This was the sharp knife of his Ninth Regiment's elite. Seeing that it was being wiped out bit by bit, his heart was bleeding.

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At the Changshu Frontline Headquarters, snowflakes of battle reports piled up on Wu Xiaoliang's desk. In just half a day, the No. 14 Division of the Japanese Army advanced [-] li to the west and reached the edge of Changshu. He could hear faint voices in the headquarters. There was a cannon.

Yang Xiaoou rushed into the room anxiously, saw that Wu Xiaoliang was still dealing with official documents, and shouted anxiously: "The Japanese forward has arrived in Changshu, and I'm afraid it won't last long. It's not safe here anymore. The commander has a heavy responsibility and should focus on the overall situation. Please move to the rear quickly."

Wu Xiaoliang put down the documents in his hand, and just about to speak, the adjutant took the telegram and turned out from the back room. In order to facilitate receiving news from all over the world, he deliberately set up the telegram room in the bedroom that should be used for rest.

"I received a telegram asking for help from Shanghai, which should be sent to Mr. Li."

When Wu Xiaoliang heard the telegram about Shanghai, his heart tightened, and he urged: "Read!"

"The Wusong Fortress is really an important point. The Ninth Regiment is determined to defend it to the death. The three armies of the sun, sea, land and air are attacking. It is extremely critical. Please send reinforcements as soon as possible... Regiment Commander Yu Sanhe..."

This news surprised him too much. If the Wusong Fortress was still in the hands of China, the Japanese troops who landed from Qiyakou would be in an embarrassing situation with a difficult retreat.In order to avoid this situation, the Japanese army must attack Wusong Fortress with all its strength, so that a large number of Japanese troops can be contained.The pressure on Zhang Zhizhong's Fifth Army may be reduced a lot, and even the battlefield around Changshu will not develop in the worst direction.

Yang Xiaoou sighed again and again, "It's a pity that brother Qianting has been entangled by the Seventh Division of Little Japan. Zhang Wenbai will definitely not send troops to rescue him. I'm afraid the regiment commander will be in danger."

Wu Xiaoliang also sighed heavily in his chest. Yang Xiaoou's words were true. It was reported that the No.13 Division of the Japanese Army had arrived in Shanghai. With more than 20 people, Zhang Zhizhong's Fifth Army is also unable to protect itself in front of him. Of course, there is no spare power to divide the troops, but how long can he last as a regiment?

Thinking of this, Wu Xiaoliang felt like a knife was twisting his heart. These are hot-blooded men who are bent on beating devils. Watching them step into the gate of hell but helpless, there is nothing more tormenting than this.

The headquarters suddenly fell into a terrible silence, and a medium-sized colonel officer rushed in like Yang Xiaoou before.

"The forward of the Japanese army has rushed to Hejiabang, and Changshu is no longer safe. Please, the commander immediately withdraw to Jiangyin with me!"

The person who came was Song Xilian from the Teaching Corps of the Central Military Academy. Song Xilian's teaching team was defeated, and after collecting the remnants in Taicang, they were transferred to Changshu for rest. In just a few days, not only did the establishment look like the old one, but the number of them almost surpassed a brigade.Of course, he also knew that the combat effectiveness of the teaching group supplemented by this large-scale exchange of blood was no longer the same as before. I was afraid that it would be difficult to fight head-to-head with the devils, so he had to move to the rear to wait for the opportunity.