The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 16: Position No.
...Many Chinese people today often laugh at the poor strategy and rigid tactics of the Japanese invaders during World War II.

There is nothing wrong with such a joke, as it does not misrepresent the nature of the Japanese. However, in the early stages of the war, before we understood the Japanese's three main tactics, we suffered a lot.

For example, the Japanese's small-scale infiltration and penetration tactics were very powerful. If we were not careful, they would surround us with small units, and then we would be defeated in a confused manner.

I don’t know how many times I suffered losses before the situation got better.

...Excerpt from Hu Biao's diary collection "Hu Shuo"...

During the brief preparation period before departure, Young Master Feng, with a sullen face, kept shouting at the top of his voice, "Hurry up, hurry up", "We don't want those anymore", "If you keep wasting time, I'll shoot you", etc.

As the atmosphere became increasingly tense, Hu Biao and others were also extremely busy.

It was also for this reason that they did not notice a line of words flashing across the surface of the water in the large water tank that the old squad leader had decided to abandon:

Position No. 29 on the left wing of Luodian must be controlled by the National Army before 2 p.m. on the th.

If this requirement is not met, all personnel will be eliminated.

Friendly reminder: any historical events that have not yet occurred, as well as some related content, must not be disclosed to any non-modern personnel.

Violators will be severely punished based on the laws of space correction.

The above words only lasted for five or six seconds from the time they appeared to the time they completely disappeared. The color of the words was not obvious, so it can be said that it was difficult for people to notice them.

Just when these words that no one saw had completely disappeared.

Young Master Feng glanced at his wrist and saw that it was already 12 o'clock. With only three hours left for the march, he issued a new order:

"All members of the special forces company assemble and set off immediately..."

Then, just twenty minutes later, I felt like an old cow that was about to die, gasping for breath with difficulty.

Hu Biao cursed silently in his heart:

"Fuck! If I could go back a few years, I would definitely eat and sleep on time every day, go to bed early and get up early, and exercise regularly.

I resolutely don’t stay up late, don’t eat junk food, and soak wolfberries in a thermos early in the morning.

No, I'm going to die, just shoot me."

From the temporary base of the special forces company outside Nanxiang Town, to the small hall outside Luodian, where the regiment's emergency order stipulated that they must arrive before 3:00 p.m.

The straight-line distance between the two places is 14 kilometers. The actual road cannot be a straight line, so the distance between the two places is about 18 kilometers.

If it were in the modern Magic City, it would have a well-connected road network.

It only takes about ten minutes to drive there, so you can get there easily.

However, in the 26th year of the Republic of China, it was really a big challenge for the special forces company to arrive within three hours with their equipment.

Look! Hu Biao had only been jogging for twenty minutes when he realized he couldn't hold on any longer.

He was already sweating profusely after running this short distance, his breathing was rapid, his mouth was dry, and his legs felt heavy; he even had a stomachache and wanted to find a place to squat.

This meant that he was already a little overwhelmed at the very beginning of this forced march.

There's nothing I can do! I can only say that when I was in the modern dimension, I hadn't felt the harm of long-term irregular diet, staying up late, smoking and drinking.

As a result, after arriving at the Battle of Shanghai, his true colors were immediately exposed.

As for the other three people, Zhang Wei, Zhou Kun, Gao Yi, etc., their situation was not much better than Hu Biao's. Now they all looked like they were about to run to death.

Only PLA veteran Wang Peng's condition seems to be better.

What Hu Biao and the others didn’t know was that Wang Peng was now regretting his decision to the core.

You have to know that when he was in the army, his performance in armed cross-country was always quite good; but it has only been a few years since he retired, and his performance is not even 30% to 40% of his previous level.

But during this process, Young Master Feng was still yelling:

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, run! As long as you don't die, run to your death. Anyone who falls behind will be immediately subject to military law." While shouting, he waved the loaded pistol in his hand, as if he was ready to fire at any time.

Under such circumstances, Hu Biao and the other five people had no choice but to continue running.

Although they complained that they would not run away and would rather be shot to death by Young Master Feng, they were just complaining and did not want to be shot at all.

Fortunately, there is some truth to the saying that men should be harder on themselves.

After running for a few more kilometers, I didn't know if I had endured the most difficult period or if my body was completely numb.

Hu Biao was surprised to find that his body seemed to be a little more relaxed.

In short, after arriving at the small hall several miles away from Luodian, even Hu Biao himself was a little surprised. How did he manage to endure this long march?

After arriving at the place, Young Master Feng immediately reported to the headquarters of the 398th Regiment.

Hu Biao and others lay on the ground like mud, regardless of everything; they listened to the clear explosions and faint gunshots coming from time to time, and looked at the sky above their heads where dark clouds gathered.

Hu Biao, whose chest was still heaving violently, inexplicably thought of this:
"I ran about 18 kilometers in three hours, during the day and on flat ground, and I almost died from running.

But on the battlefield on the peninsula, the ZY army soldiers ran 14 kilometers in 70 hours at night in the mountains and in extremely cold conditions, and launched a surprise attack on Sansoli.

How did they do it? Are people made of iron?..."

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After lying on the ground for five minutes and feeling a little better, Young Master Feng came back with a sullen face.

God knows why? As he passed by Hu Biao, he kicked him, causing him pain, and issued a new command:
"All members of the Special Forces Company muster. Regimental headquarters has issued the latest order. Follow me immediately to position number seven to deploy defenses."

Hu Biao, who was kicked to his feet by Young Master Feng's sharp military boots, had no idea why such a young company commander was in such a manic mood.

Because he knew more of the latest news on the battlefield through some personal connections.

For example: Under the strict order from the superiors, the 67st Regiment of the 401th Division, together with part of their 398th Regiment, are currently launching an attack from the southern position of Luodian towards the Japanese troops entrenched there.

We must take this strategic point back from the Japanese.

The so-called No. 7 position is actually one of the multiple positions on the left wing outside Luodian. Only after defending these positions can we prevent the Japanese troops from infiltrating and affecting the main force's operations.

After fighting for these days, many troops have suffered losses at the hands of the Japanese infiltrating troops.

Many positions that were originally well defended, or offensive troops that fought well, were suddenly surrounded by the Japanese from behind, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

It is said that the bald principal has been paying close attention to the battlefield in Luodian and has issued strict orders that this place must be recaptured.

Therefore, in order to ensure that the large force could capture Luodian, Young Master Feng had just received an order: before receiving the order to retreat, the special forces company must hold on to position No. 7.

Anyone who retreats privately will be subject to military law...

After jogging forward for another two kilometers, Position No. 7 appeared in front of Hu Biao and others. It was a piece of wasteland on the left wing of Luodian with two trenches hastily dug.

An infantry company originally stationed there has lost less than half of its troops after more than a day of fighting.

When it was finally time to change shifts, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The company commander, whose head was wrapped in gauze, hurriedly handed over the task to Young Master Feng and quickly evacuated with his men.

After taking a deep breath, Young Master Feng began to make arrangements:

"The second platoon goes to the left, the third platoon goes to the right, and the first platoon stays in the middle. Before the Japanese come up, quickly reinforce the fortifications and build firepower points.

Squad Leader Zhou, go find a safe place behind the position and quickly cook a meal so the brothers can have a good meal."

"Yes~" the old squad leader agreed immediately and looked back.

Half a minute later, he pointed to a small walled courtyard about five or six hundred meters behind and called out to Hu Biao and the others, "Follow me, we're going to cook there.

If there were a well there, it would save us a lot of trouble."

Without saying a word, Hu Biao and the others followed the old squad leader and started running again. By this time, he no longer had the strength to speak...

(End of this chapter)