Age of Conquest Reborn

Lieutenant General Shinyuemon, the commander of the 107th Division of the Japanese Army, forced himself to calm down, but the panic in his heart lingered. It was not the sunset, but he saw a blood-red light. Is it a sign of foreshadowing?

What?

"Division Commander, the troops are waiting for your orders!" the division chief of staff reminded.

Lieutenant General Shin Yuuemon exhaled and said: "Order the 21st Brigade and the 23rd Brigade to cross the river from both directions of Wulu Town and Xuling Town. The troops will be organized into regiments.

At a distance of three kilometers, we followed up one after another, and the leading unit entered Zhuanghe County as quickly as possible!"

The chief of staff of the division major general was somewhat disapproving and said: "Division commander, are you being too cautious? The distance between the regiments is three kilometers, and it is easy for them to be defeated by independent divisions. Since the commander-in-chief is giving the order

Here, it has been emphasized that the independent division troops on the Zhuanghe front line were hit by the imperial army's poison gas bombs, why don't we launch an all-out advance?"

Lieutenant General Shin Yuuemon's face darkened, "Be careful and you won't make a big mistake!" He said coldly. The lingering ominous omen in his heart prompted him to make such a deployment. If there is an ambush, then,

Only the troops in front were lost, and the troops following behind still had a chance to escape. The 107th Division would not be in a desperate situation. However, these could not be told to the Chief of Staff.

Meng Jianzhu put down the telescope, frowned, and picked up the phone, "Heavy artillery group? I am Meng Jianzhu. The Japanese troops coming from the north bank of the river seem to be alert and will increase their marching distance. I order your heavy artillery group to attack

Expand the distance to the maximum, and be sure to keep all the little devils within the coverage of the artillery fire!"

Then, Meng Jianzhu grabbed another phone. "Forward mortar unit? When you start shelling, you have to wait for the command from the headquarters. Yes, even if the Japanese army is already under your nose, what? The little devil rushes to the position.

What to do? What are so many light and heavy machine guns used for? Intense firepower interception, after the order to fire is given, the shells must be fired as quickly as possible!"

A regiment of Japanese soldiers appeared on the north bank of the river and began to cross the river. Until the first Japanese soldier landed on the muddy beach on the south bank of the river, the wilderness blown by the afternoon wind was still silent. Soon, more Japanese soldiers

The soldiers waded across the river, climbed onto the south bank, began to organize their troops, and headed towards Wulu Town.

Lieutenant General Shin Yuuemon, who had been observing the movement, put down his telescope and couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Perhaps I am too cautious and careful. It seems that the gas bombs have worked. Otherwise, let the natural gas bombs work."

There is no reason for the independent division troops not to block the river that is a barrier! The first regiment to cross the river has a tentative nature."

In the headquarters, which was on a high ground overlooking the entire battlefield, Meng Jianzhu never took his eyes off the telescope, mentally calculating the advancing speed of the Japanese army. In order to maximize the advantage of artillery fire, he moved all the troops on the front line of the bridgehead on the south bank of the river.

Withdrawing back to the vicinity of Wulu Town, the beachhead position on the river where the firepower was originally intensive is now empty. Now it seems that the decision is correct. Otherwise, if the fight starts on the river bank, the little Japs behind will

Run away!

The tired faces of the Japanese soldiers could be clearly seen in the telescope. Meng Jianzhu stared in the direction of the river and said without looking back: "Order, the heavy artillery group starts shelling!"

The troops of three regiments crossed the river without any danger. The commander of the Shinyuemon Division, with the division headquarters, was approaching the river bank. Suddenly, "His...

.! In the sky where the sun had already set to the west, there was a piercing scream, sounding from the direction of Wulu Town on the south bank of the river. A burst of light blue smoke rose, and then there was a loud thunder-like sound and suddenly exploded.

In the wilderness that was silent just now.

The head of the commander of the Shinyuemon Division roared with a "boom!" accompanied by the loud explosion of the artillery shells. Lieutenant General Shinyuemon, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, can naturally hear that it is the sound of hundreds of people.

caliber artillery, the sound of volleys, the scream of shells tearing through the air.

"Boom! Boom! - Boom!" The fire flashed and shrapnel flew across the field. Hundreds of rounds of the first round of a brigade's heavy artillery group landed behind the 107th Division, exploding a cloud of smoke and dust that was already heading towards

The Japanese troops approaching from the direction of Wulu Town unexpectedly did not receive a single artillery shell. The explosions coming from behind made these Japanese soldiers panic, and they quickly fell down, causing confusion in their formation.

The commander of the Shin-Yoemon Division instantly understood that the combat effectiveness of the independent division troops had not been lost at all. The poison gas bombs of the imperial army were not effective at all. These cunning Chinese people were digging traps and waiting for them to shell the rearguard with heavy artillery.

The purpose of the troops is to cut off the retreat of the 107th Division, and the firepower blocking the front will be even more fierce!

"Order the vanguard troops to immediately start attacking Wulu Town and destroy the artillery positions of the independent division at all costs! The other troops retreat immediately! Hurry!" Lieutenant General Shin Yuuemon shouted loudly. Although he was shocked and panicked, he still issued the correct order

According to the order, the troops that have crossed the river obviously cannot be withdrawn, so let's carry out a desperate attack!

Artillery shells, countless artillery shells, came overwhelmingly. Meng Jianzhu, who was waiting for him, would not allow the Japanese army to retreat as desired. The heavy artillery formed a three-dimensional wall of fire behind the Japanese army. The medium-caliber artillery blasted that

There were fireworks on both sides of the river, and after a fierce roar of light and heavy machine guns, mortar shells fell like locusts, shrouding the Japanese troops desperately attacking Wulu Town in a bloody wind of whirling shrapnel.

middle!

The battle still started in the direction of Zhuanghe on the eastern front. Later, from east to west, running through the center of the Liaodong Peninsula from Zhuanghe to Bayuquan, a front of more than 180 kilometers long, thousands of artillery pieces were fired by the independent division.

The volley of shells, howling and falling, shrouded the Japanese army in deathly artillery fire!

A large-scale bombardment began, and within thirty minutes, the bombers of the Independent Division Aviation joined the attack on the Japanese army. On the ground, the artillery shells were as dense as locusts, and in the sky, heavy aviation bombs fell like raindrops.

The broken corpses of Japanese soldiers, mixed with soil and gunpowder smoke, were scattered in the air. The intensity of the firepower was so high that it was rare in the previous battles of the Independent Division!

With shells all over the sky and bombs falling from the sky, the 107th Division seemed to be on the bottom of a red-hot pot. The commander of the Shinyuemon Division, under the protection of the guards, had just hid under a rock and fired a few large-caliber artillery shells.

It whizzed over, "Boom!" There were several loud noises, and where the smoke rose, shrapnel flew, the stirred up soil fell, a cloud of black smoke rose, and several almost overlapping craters appeared on the ground.

The Major General Chief of Staff of the 107th Division was lucky. When the artillery shells came, he was at the radio station and was busy giving orders to the commander of the Shinyuemon Division. He escaped the bad luck of the artillery shells exploding around him, but he was also hit by a huge

Did the shock wave make him semi-conscious? He crawled out from the soil where he was half-buried. He shook his dazed head and hurriedly looked for the place where the division commander was hiding just now. Now there are several huge ones.

crater.

All the officers at the division headquarters and the division commander were missing. The few officers who were still alive crawled over despite the gunfire. The chief of staff stumbled to the crater, where there were pools of blood and wisps of rags.

A few stumps of limbs and broken arms, a collar badge with two gold stars on it, were half-hidden in the mud, and the rest could not be seen.

The Major General Chief of Staff of the 107th Division, his face turned sallow at that time. Everything at the scene showed a cruel fact. The commander of the 107th Division, the brave and capable Lieutenant General Shin Yuuemon, had already come into contact with the soil of the Liaodong Peninsula.

, mixed together, the soul returned to the Yasukuni Shrine, without even a trace of its existence!

Under the protection of several guards, he crawled to the radio station, grabbed the communications soldier who was almost fainted from fright, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Quick! Send a telegram to Commander-in-Chief Umezu Yoshijiro, our 107th Division,

In Wulu Town, north of Zhuanghe River

The line was violently attacked by the independent division's artillery and aviation. The density and intensity of the artillery fire and bombing were unprecedented. The division commander, Lieutenant General Shinyuemon Tamaki, was blocked by the enemy's artillery fire. The retreat route was blocked, and the troops were no longer able to

Evacuate the battlefield!"

From Zhuanghe to Bayuquan, the front line spreads for more than 180 kilometers. Everywhere is the thunderous sound of artillery, the roar of bombers diving to drop bombs, the setting sun, the sky full of artillery fire, bombs falling from the sky, and the explosion of fire.

It is redder than the sunset, half of the sky is as red as blood, and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air cannot be dispersed even by the evening wind!

It was not just the 107th Division that suffered such a misfortune. The brigade commanders on the front lines of the Independent Division, who were determined to deal a fatal blow to the Japanese army, spent all their money to fight with great joy. The artillerymen

Showing off their skills, the infantrymen on the forward positions had nothing to do. They simply leaned on the trenches, watching the artillery shells screaming overhead and the bombers circling and dropping bombs. They felt so happy!

The shelling and bombing were so ferocious and intensive that explosions exploded on every inch of the land. Between the sky and the earth, only the loud explosions that shook the earth could be heard. More than half of the Japanese Third Army, which was originally a tired soldier, had been damaged.

The division and the two detachments of the Kwantung Army could no longer withstand the joint attack of ground and air firepower. They left corpses everywhere, countless stumps and broken arms, and retreated across the board. They lost their organizational structure and command system. There were no more Japanese troops in retreat.

Any fighting spirit.

Under the sudden artillery fire and bombing, not only ordinary Japanese soldiers suffered heavy casualties, but also some senior officers were killed. Troops that had lost their command system could no longer be called troops.

The rout quickly turned into an escape.

"Division commander, the brigade commanders on the front line sent telegrams. Under the fierce artillery fire and bombing of our army, the Japanese army suffered heavy casualties. Now, they have retreated across the board. According to the descriptions of the brigade commanders, the Japanese soldiers at this moment are already trying to escape. Are they?

Order the troops to pursue immediately?" Ge Zhenzhuang, director of the General Staff Department, with a red face, holding several telegrams, said to Tang Qiuli excitedly.

(To be continued) (To be continued..)