Chapter 685: Failure
The Miluo River, which has been flowing for thousands of years, drowned thousands of extremely evil devils.
The Chinese soldiers rushed forward and fired fiercely at the Japanese on the shore in the water.
Officers and soldiers from the 71st and 81st Armies also followed like the wind.
They were convinced that the 34th Army had laid mines on the pontoon bridge and annihilated the enemy.
When I saw the scene of the Japanese being drowned, I was filled with admiration.
Wang Lin and Liu Zhandong met unexpectedly on a high slope on the south bank of the Miluo River.
The two were classmates at the Whampoa Military Academy and were very happy to meet on the battlefield.
Liu Zhandong said with emotion: "Old classmate! It feels so good to fight with Commander Chu of the 34th Army."
Wang Lin nodded and said, "That's right! Commander Chu didn't fight a desperate battle around the city, but annihilated the enemy in mobile warfare, which greatly avoided casualties on our side. He is indeed different."
Liu Zhandong smiled bitterly and said, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I'm afraid someone will blame him for this, asking why he didn't surround the city and annihilate the Kagoshima Division. Then we must testify for him. This battle can only be fought this way."
Wang Lin nodded and said, "Of course! In fact, the 34th Army has gone through several battles and has run out of ammunition."
At this time, Zhang Fei ran over and said with a smile:
"You two! Our commander has divided the Japanese Kagoshima Division into three and is about to sound the charge and begin a full-scale pursuit. Our 1st Division will cross the river in pursuit, and your two armies will stay on the south bank of the Miluo River."
"No! Let's cross the river together and kill the devils."
Wang Lin and Liu Zhandong said this in a decisive tone.
"Tick-tick...tick-tick! Tick-tick...tick-tick!"
Buglers from seven divisions of the 34th Army blew the charge at the same time.
"Kill! Kill the devils!"
The shouts of the soldiers burst out like a gushing out, and the flames of revenge burned fiercely in their hearts.
They rushed towards the chaotic Japanese soldiers on the river bank with overwhelming force and without hesitation.
Zhang Fei, Wang Lin and Liu Zhandong smiled at each other, picked up their submachine guns and joined the charge.
In the face of national crisis, all matters concerning one's future, life and death were forgotten.
At the 34th Army Command Post, Xiang Chu also instinctively picked up the submachine gun.
Kong Ling pulled him back and said with a smile:
"Fifty thousand! By the time you rush over, the battle will be over."
Xiang Chu put down his gun and said with an awkward smile: "As soon as I heard the charge, I wanted to charge!"
Yu Xiaowan said angrily: "Your battle position is the command post. Who will take charge if you leave?"
Xiang Chu was startled, then nodded and said, "You are right! A strategic plan is the key to victory."
He sat in front of the radio and listened carefully to the command communications of the Japanese Kagoshima Division.
Gu Shou the butcher was shouting incoherently: "Baga! Evil Chu Xi. Quick! Save the people in the water. Commander Ku Mu! Launch a pig-like charge towards the 34th Chinese Army. May the imperial warriors be reborn at the Yasukuni Shrine."
Brigade Commander Kumu responded loudly: "Your Excellency the Division Commander! Kumu will personally lead the team to launch a death charge against the Chinese 34th Army. See you at the Yasukuni Shrine!"
"See you at the Yasukuni Shrine!"
The Japanese soldiers around him roared at the top of their lungs.
Needless to say, the Japanese soldiers were going to fight to the death.
At this point in the war, Xiang Chu was no longer afraid of the Japanese eavesdropping.
He picked up a nearby radio and shouted, "Hongguang! Light artillery regiment fires at the Japanese on the south bank of Liyu Beach. Use up all the thousand rounds of artillery shells to cover the main force's charge."
"Yes!"
Hongguang hurriedly accepted the order.
Xiang Chu continued to order: "Li Tong! The cavalry on the north bank of the river will rush to Liyu Beach immediately and harass the Japanese troops that have already crossed the river."
Li Tong responded: "Master Junior! The cavalry is heading to Liyu Beach."
Xiang Chu asked, "Lu Xiong! How is your floating bridge going?"
Lu Xiong responded, "Commander! Half an hour is almost enough."
Xiang Chu ordered: "Okay! Hurry up."
He knew that Lu Xiong had led his troops to do their best. After all, it was not an easy task to get those ships hidden in the river back up.
Yu Xiaowan copied and translated a telegram and said anxiously, "Brother Chu! The Japanese Kumamoto Division reported to Okamura Ningchi that the transport ship they were on was about to reach the south bank of Dongting Lake."
Xiang Chu sneered and said, "Don't worry! The Kumamoto Division is late, and the Hongyi Heavy Artillery Regiment has already arrived. If a few transport ships are sunk, and the Kagoshima Division is basically annihilated, the Kumamoto Division will definitely withdraw."
Miluo River, south bank of Liyu Beach.
The Japanese brigade commander took off his shirt, revealing his fat body.
He wrapped a white cloth around his forehead, drew out his command knife and roared:
"Baga! Let's fight the Chinese 34th Army. Give me peaches! Kill them!"
"kill!"
The Japanese soldiers roared in unison.
They fought a desperate battle and unleashed the spirit of Bushido.
The Japs did not charge forward mindlessly. They advanced in squads or groups, and their coordination was very tacit.
In addition, they are fearless and have sufficient ammunition, which will definitely cause heavy casualties to the Chinese soldiers.
"Boom! Boom!"
Hundreds of shells fell on the Japanese army, killing and wounding countless people instantly.
"Amitabha!"
Hongyi put his hands together, waved his hands, and roared like a lion:
"Nine rounds of a hundred guns!"
Nine hundred artillery shells flew out like raindrops, hitting the pile of Japanese troops at Liyu Beach.
"Bah-ga!"
The commander of the Japanese Ku Mu Brigade was hit by a shell. He uttered a curse with difficulty and fell to the ground and died.
Under the ruthless artillery fire, groups of Japanese soldiers were blown beyond recognition, and the Bushido spirit that they were proud of disappeared along with the end of their sinful lives.
The artillery fire stopped and the sound of gunfire increased.
There were still thousands of Japanese soldiers who were still alive, and they were fighting stubbornly in the makeshift trenches. Not a single one of them raised his hand to surrender.
If everyone rushed forward at this time, it would still cause great casualties.
Xiang Chu picked up the loudspeaker and ordered, "Captain Liu! Go up with the tanks, infantry and tanks, and wipe out the Japanese soldiers on the south bank of the Miluo River."
Liu Zhengxiong responded with a smile: "Commander! We have picked up more than 200 poison gas bombs. Can we use them?"
Xiang Chu shouted, "You still dare to hide? Fire all the weapons, and then the tanks will rush forward to kill the devils."
"Yes!"
Liu Zhengxiong accepted the order with firmness.
One after another, poison gas bombs flew into the Japanese trenches by the river.
When the Japanese soldiers broke through Miluo City and came here, they never thought that the 34th Army would also use poison gas bombs.
The vast majority of the Japanese did not wear gas masks and became victims of homemade poison gas bombs.
Soon, 20 tanks and thousands of elite soldiers wearing gas masks came up.
After a frenzy of fighting, the gunfire on the south bank of the Miluo River gradually subsided.
The wind stopped, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sunset glow in the sky was like fire.
The Japanese soldiers on the south bank of the Miluo River were lying in a sea of corpses that stretched for miles, with corpses piling up like mountains, before they were finally defeated.
Liu Zhengxiong reported loudly: "Commander! We have wiped out all the Japanese troops on the south bank of the Miluo River."
Xiang Chu said happily: "Very good! In order to save fuel, you and your chariot should not pursue northward, but come back."
Liu Zhengxiong shouted, "No! Tanks consume fuel, but I don't. I want to lead the 2nd Division all the way north to attack Yueyang City."
Xiang Chu shouted, "Stop! The Japanese Kumamoto Division is about to land at the Xiangyin section of the southern shore of Dongting Lake. You take the 2nd Division and go over there quickly. Stop them with the strength of one division."
"Yes! But I can't stop it."
Liu Zhengxiong accepted the order tearfully.
Xiang Chu ordered loudly: "2nd Division, 4th Division, Elite Assault Division, Special Mixed Division! Follow me to intercept the Kumamoto Division. The other divisions will be commanded by Zhang Fei, and they will go north via the floating bridge in the lower reaches of the Miluo River to pursue the remnants of the Japanese Kagoshima Division."
"Yes!"
The division commanders accepted the order with firm determination.
Liu Zhengxiong laughed inwardly: "This kid is really a weirdo!"
In such a short time, a floating bridge was built.
The division commanders were in disbelief and turned their eyes to the lower reaches of the Miluo River.
A floating bridge has been built on the lower reaches of the Miluo River, connecting the north and the south.