Rise From Eight Hundred

On November 8, Lei Xiong's troops shot down a total of 8 Japanese planes, and the bodies or body parts of 8 Japanese pilots were found.

And 8 people were killed, 3 trucks and 1 heavy machine gun were damaged, and the loss ratio was almost 1:1.

The bodies and body parts of the Japanese pilots were buried together in a big pit. It was not that there was any kindness to let them rest in peace, but the aroma of being roasted by fire drifted in the wilderness, which was too stimulating to human sense of smell. Once you smell it, you can't eat.

The graves of the 8 soldiers who died were also a joint grave, located above the Japanese graves. Even if they died, they would be stepped on.

Because the refugees who died in the bombing of the Japanese army reached more than 100 people, the soldiers also organized the refugees to dig out a large grave and buried them.

That night, Lei Xiong sent the results of the battle to the Songjiang Command.

The two highest commanders were almost shocked.

If the result of 8 Japanese planes was enough to make people laugh, then Lei Xiong's so-called 1:1 loss ratio turned the joy into shock.

They knew that the Sihangying was awesome, otherwise they would not have sent such an elite force to guard the bridge at such a critical moment in Songjiang, but they never thought it would be so awesome, so awesome that they exchanged infantry and aviation for one.

So much so that they couldn't believe it.

But they also knew that Lei Xiong didn't need to lie about it.

However, after discussing it, they chose to conceal this amazing result, not to mention an announcement to the whole army and the whole country, even Tan Tai Mingyue and the returning Tang Dao were not mentioned.

It's not that they are afraid that the superiors will question such an incredible result, but if the major newspapers report it so happily tomorrow, it will definitely stimulate the already injured Japanese Navy.

If one squadron is not enough, what about sending two or even three? Even ignoring the offensive route required by the Japanese Army and directly bombing the bridge, no matter how tactical and brave Lei Xiong's troops are, I am afraid they can only die on the battlefield.

It is better to just pretend that nothing happened, so that the senior officers of the Japanese fleet who are still on the sea can have time to think about how to clean up this mess.

Losing 8 fighter planes in one battle is not dispensable for the Japanese fleet with nearly 100 fighter planes. They will definitely find a way to erase this loss, and at the very least, they will ask the Japanese Army to take the blame for them.

For example, the main battle area in Songjiang, or the main battlefield in the west of Shanghai, will never be in the small Baihe Port.

A general is a general, and the height he stands at is different, and his vision and pattern are also different.

They guessed the thoughts of Hasegawa Kiyoshi, the commander of the Third Fleet of the Japanese Navy.

This kind of shame, similar to walking on the street in the emperor's new clothes, is difficult to erase even if the entire Baihe Port Bridge area is razed to the ground. The headquarters will definitely blame it, and the army will even add fuel to the ridicule.

Hasegawa Kiyoshi can think of this with his heels.

Because China had no navy at all, the Japanese naval fleet, which had deployed three aircraft carriers and dozens of ships of various types, could only blow the wind on the sea most of the time, except for using planes and naval guns to prove its bravery to the land.

To put it bluntly, in the Battle of Songhu, the Japanese navy was just a supporting role, and the army was the main attacker.

It would be strange if the proud main attacker did not seize the mistakes of the auxiliary and ridiculed them.

The only way to avoid being humiliated by one's own people is to calm down and pretend that nothing happened. Tomorrow, continue to send planes to participate in the battle in Huxi and Songjiang City.

It was a fierce battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops. The losses accumulated little by little until 8 planes were gathered.

As for the Baihegang Bridge, the army can do whatever they want. At most, they can swim across the river by themselves. Anyway, it's just a matter of stepping on the accelerator for their naval planes to cross the river.

As for revenge, for the admirals who are more proficient in politics than military affairs, it is useless emotion. As long as the Tenth Army conquers Songjiang, the Chinese on the Baihegang side will also be wiped out.

The only thing the admiral was worried about was the Chinese side. He hoped that the whole of China would know about this matter. Even if he wanted to swallow this battle like shit, he could only respond.

Fortunately, the Chinese were not stupid! This was what the Japanese admiral, who had been frustrated all night, wanted to see.

The Chinese Army Lieutenant General and the Japanese Navy Admiral had enough tacit understanding, but Commander Yanagawa Heisuke of the Japanese Tenth Army could not.

He was determined to get the Baihegang Bridge, the only way to Kunshan in the Songjiang area.

Especially after Tani Hisao died unexpectedly in Songjiang.

Even if one of the Chinese defenders escaped, he felt sorry for Tani Jun, whose body was still hard.

The navy Malu had not responded yet, so he could only rely on himself.

Throughout the day on November 9, the number of refugees going north to Kunshan through the Baihegang Bridge to Jinling continued to increase.

Many of them were residents of Songjiang City. They originally thought that they could return home after hiding from the war with their relatives in the countryside, but they did not expect the Japanese to be so fierce.

For several days in a row, the news that reached these people was either that the Japanese massacred that village or how many civilians the Japanese killed.

It seems that they can no longer stay in their hometown, and they can only escape as far as possible before the Japanese occupy Songjiang City.

Only by staying alive can they have the opportunity to go home.

It is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid danger.

However, it is not an easy thing to cross the bridge.

In order to prevent the bridge from being damaged by the Japanese spies, Lei Xiong issued a military order after arriving at Baihe Port, and all people were not allowed to cross the bridge at night.

Moreover, a checkpoint was set up on the main road more than 100 meters away from the bridge to check refugees.

The refugees who kept pouring in from the main road and the battle yesterday, the number of people stranded on the south bank of the bridge was nearly 10,000.

Everyone had to check their household registration and open their belongings one by one to avoid weapons or explosives.

There were such people. In the past two days, more than a dozen people were found to be carrying pistols and grenades.

Among them, there may be some armed guards of merchants and defeated soldiers who retreated from other places, but after entering the inspection area, everyone was reminded that they could voluntarily hand them in and return them after leaving the bridge.

Those who did not voluntarily hand them in and still kept their weapons were naturally those with ulterior motives. Regardless of whether they had any relationship with the Japanese, the soldiers pushed them to the roadside and shot them without mercy.

In this way, it took a long time.

From early morning to afternoon, only five or six thousand people passed through the bridge, and thousands of people were stranded in the wilderness waiting.

For those who are fleeing, every minute and every second may be an extra chance to survive. If they wait too long, the refugees will inevitably complain. With the help of some people with ulterior motives, the refugees will continue to rush through the checkpoints.

Although the Chinese soldiers have military orders, they cannot point bayonets at the ragged and gray-haired old people or women carrying quilts and holding children. They can only persuade them with words.

But obviously, this is not a good effect for the people who are eager to leave this place.

As the commander of the bridgehead, Li Jiujin, the second platoon leader, is experienced, but facing thousands of people who are about to get out of control, he can only sweat profusely, but he can't come up with an effective solution for a while.

He asked Lei Xiong, the highest commander of the entire defense circle, for support, but Lei Xiong only replied: "Damn it, you can't even deal with the common people, how can I expect you to deal with the Japanese? Otherwise, I will send a telegram to ask the battalion commander how to do it?"

It's not that Lei Xiong didn't want to spare some manpower to help him, but the Japanese aircraft formation suffered a loss yesterday, and who knows how they will retaliate today. The positions of the three air defense positions have been exposed, and new positions have been built since last night.

He, the highest commander, has to worry about redeploying firepower and arranging personnel. How can he have time to take care of these trivial matters of Li Jiujin checking refugees crossing the river?

Whether to use force to suppress or try to appease and maintain order depends on Li Jiujin's ability to respond on the spot.

Two light machine guns and more than 20 guns protruding from the fortifications have been aimed at the people who are constantly attacking the defense line. Li Jiujin's face is sweating.

He didn't expect that the harmonious situation of the military and civilians yesterday, which was brilliant because of their resolute counterattack, would evolve into this.

But he knew better that shooting and killing one to warn the rest was the simplest way, but once the refugees spread the news that "soldiers shot and killed refugees", not to mention him, a second lieutenant in the army, even Lei Xiong and Tang Dao could not bear this reputation.

Maybe the Four-Line Camp, which had just won the name of glory and was famous all over the world, would become famous again because of this incident, but this time it would be infamous.

In the five thousand years of China, anyone who killed civilians would basically be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

And in a wilderness 300 meters away from the bridge, hundreds of people gathered.

There were women and children, old people, and more adult men.

Women and children were the lowest class in the war, and it was normal for their number to be slightly smaller. ,

A middle-aged man in tattered clothes and dirty face looked at the chaotic scene in the distance, with a smug look on his face.

"Captain Xichuan, the Chinese are already panicking! Your strategy is still brilliant." A man squatting beside him, who was not much older than him, looked around and sang praises to the smug man in a low voice.

"Hase-kun, my teacher once told me that crazy slogans are more contagious than careful logic, and extreme emotions are more contagious than complex reality." The man's eyes were full of pride.

"Look, those stupid Chinese people ignored the soldiers who fought for them for their own sake. The reason why rationality was annihilated so quickly was just that we helped them to increase their anxiety a little bit."

"I've learned a lesson!" The man's face was full of admiration and he nodded vigorously.

This is the typical attitude of subordinates towards their superiors. No matter whether they understand or not, they just act like they have learned a lot.