The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 24 Heavy Rain
...On the evening of the 28th, the Oguri Battalion failed to break through the left wing position of Luodian and outflank the Kuomintang attacking forces. The key reason was the sudden heavy rain.

At the same time, the defense was also carried out by an unknown Kuomintang army unit, whose military technology was very amateur.

Even from the perspective of their marksmanship, they were basically just farmers who had just picked up a gun; but their fighting spirit was very determined, and they adopted some crazy tactics that even the imperial warriors feared...

…Excerpt from "Detailed Report of the Luodian Battle of the 8nd Infantry Regiment, August 28-29, 22"…

For some unknown reason, in the following period of time, the Japanese attacking forces did not continue to bombard position No. 7 after they retreated.

Perhaps it was the Japanese's large-caliber artillery that shifted the bombing target to Luodian, the most important battlefield.

If you think about it carefully, it is a good thing for Hu Biao and the others. It allows them to bandage the wounded, repair fortifications, and clean up the battlefield, all of which are going relatively smoothly.

Especially when Wang Peng and other people who were cleaning the battlefield secretly returned from the front of the position after a busy work.

With the help of some moonlight penetrating through the dark clouds, we can see the five people going out. It’s a pretty good harvest.

A rough count showed that they brought back a total of eight Type 38 rifles, more than twenty bullet boxes, more than sixty small melon grenades, and even three pistols.

These three pistols are a Browning M1900 belonging to Young Master Feng and two Mauser pistols that were imitated from an unknown source.

Although these pistols have limited magazines and bullets, they provide Hu Biao, Wang Peng, and Zhou Kun with an additional secondary close-combat weapon.

Oh, right! Originally, there was also a bastard pistol, but Wang Peng threw it away right after he got it. He didn't even think much of it.

As the platoon leader, Hu Biao naturally took the initiative to requisition Young Master Feng's pistol.

In addition to the weapons mentioned above, there are also some French currency, ocean currency, island currency, gold and silver jewelry, and watches, which is also a pleasant surprise.

After putting the small pistol on his waist, Hu Biao suddenly felt a rumbling sound in his stomach, and then he reacted.

At the end of the day, they drank some porridge in the morning. Now it has been almost ten hours and it has been completely digested.

What to do? Of course, eat their homemade oil-splashed noodles and roujiamo.

So, he lit three cigarettes and used the food to offer to the brothers of the special forces company who died in the battle.

Hu Biao and his men squatted in the trenches, or in the narrow, unpleasantly cold small tanks, with a bowl of oil-free noodles in their left hands and a cold roujiamo in their right hands, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

Perhaps it was because the flesh and blood of the devils could be used as the best condiment, Hu Biao and his friends ate it with great relish.

As Hu Biao was eating, his big tears silently flowed into the big bowl in his hand.

Those brothers from the special forces company still set out on their journey on an empty stomach...

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At the same time, when Hu Biao was eating silently, he didn't know what was happening on the Japanese position just a few miles opposite them.

Otherwise, let Zhang Wei quickly take control of the heavy machine gun and fire a burst of bullets at that side.

Maybe with a burst of luck, there will be another huge surprise.

With a shout of "Baga", Lieutenant Colonel Oguri Sasaki, the commander of the Oguri Battalion of the 11nd Infantry Regiment of the 22th Division of the Japanese army,

He slapped one of his squadron leaders, Captain Hisaki, hard, knocking him to the ground.

The next second, Jiu Mu, whose face was obviously swollen, quickly got up from the ground.

He stood in impeccable military posture before Oguri Sasaki, with his head lowered, waiting for him to continue whipping and scolding, and his attitude could be described as extremely respectful.

But even so, Oguri Sasaki did not feel any relief in his heart, but instead felt indescribably annoyed.

Because the warriors of the empire had already proved one thing with their glorious past battle records: they could defeat a regiment of the national army with just one squadron.

A battalion of troops dared to directly attack a division of the National Army and won.

Just at the front, there was a small position that should have been guarded by only one company of the National Army, but it had been blocking them for such a long time.

This prevented the Oguri Battalion from passing through here and infiltrating the rear of the Kuomintang army in Luodian to deal them a severe blow.

As a result, the defensive forces led by Captain Morita stationed in Luodian were under great pressure under the almost crazy attack of the National Army.

Just now, I received an extremely harsh order via the radio.

The order stated that if the Oguri Battalion failed to capture this damn position within two hours, it would infiltrate the rear of the Kuomintang troops.

Then the 22nd Infantry Regiment, another island and mountain battalion under its command, will replace the attack and return to Luodian for defense.

Please ask the great god Tianzhao to bring down divine punishment and kill Morita, the captain of the brigade whose head is full of shit and is as stupid as a pig.

Could it be that Shimayama, the Hokkaido farmer's son, knew how to command the Empire's warriors in battle better than he, the eldest son of a samurai family? For Captain Morita to have such a thought was the ultimate insult to him.

In short, Oguri Sasaki is now filled with anger, and it is definitely not something that can be completely calmed down by slapping the idiot Hisaki a few times.

But we can't just beat this idiot to death, can we let him lead the charge?
After trying hard to control his emotions, he looked at his watch and issued an ultimatum to Captain Hisaki:

"The current time is 7:15 in the evening. I will give you another hour and also hand over the artillery squadron to you for command.

If you and your squadron still haven't taken this damn position by 8:15, Jiumu, you should just commit seppuku and wash away the shame in the samurai way.

Then, I will personally lead the attack here with the warriors of the Black Mouth Squadron."

With a cry of "Hi", Jiu Mu bent down almost ninety degrees to his captain and agreed to the order.

Because when he was being beaten, he had already clearly realized the failure of his previous attack.

The tactics they used before were correct. As long as they destroyed the small tank that was the core of the defense, they could charge forward and capture the position guarded by the opposing Kuomintang army.

The key to the problem is that the warriors under his command need to have enough courage to withstand the huge losses in this process.

With this in mind, Jiumu wiped the blood from his nose and walked to the side, ready to give his men enough courage.

There, the remaining members of the Jiumu Company, plus the artillery squadron directly under the battalion, nearly two hundred people, stood there upright.

After reaching there, Jiu Mu uttered a loud "Baga" sound.

While shouting and cursing, he started slapping several of his team leaders, as if he was standing in front of the captain just now.

Lieutenant Yamashita was particularly ferocious in beating the squad leader of the artillery squad directly under the brigade.

After just a few slaps, two of Lieutenant Yamashita's big teeth were knocked out.

What made Captain Hisagi act so cruelly was that in the previous battle, Zhang Wei's volley of bullets did not actually hit a Type 92 artillery team of the Japanese.

It was just that the bullets landed a little too close, and these cowards were afraid of death and ran away.

If they had insisted on firing, they might have blown up that little tank and taken down that damn position.

After Jiu Mu finished beating his officers, the squad leader and other officers did the same to the sergeant, who was also the squad leader. Finally, the sergeant attacked the Japanese soldiers.

Anyway, it's just one level fighting another, and each level fights more fiercely than the previous one.

Oguri Sasaki, who was standing by and watching, had no reaction to this, because this was the tradition of their imperial army.

In this way, more courage can be given to the soldiers.

Look! After the sound of a series of slaps, even though the faces of these little devils were swollen and blood was clearly visible on their nostrils and mouths, their eyes became fierce.

Under such circumstances, Jiu Mu took the time to emphasize the next tactics.

For example, in the next attack, how will the machine guns suppress the firepower on the position, and how will the grenade launcher team and Type 92 infantry gun operate?

Anyway, the main goal is to blow up the tank that originally belonged to them as soon as possible after the war starts.

After some arrangements, the Jiumu Squadron's attack was about to begin, and at this moment a loud thunder sounded in the sky.

Then, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, hitting the neck and the back of the hands that were not covered by clothes, causing a dull pain.

The heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time on the Songhu battlefield finally began to fall.

Attacking under such circumstances would undoubtedly be more difficult; because in the rain, the grenade launcher team could not lock onto the target at all due to line of sight.

After wiping the rain off his face, a second lieutenant looked at the squadron leader Jiu Mu, his eyes full of questions as to whether he should continue the attack.

Thinking of the captain's death order just now, Jiu Mu suddenly got angry and rushed forward and slapped Jiu Mu to the ground again, shouting:

"Continue the attack. The warriors of the empire will never be afraid of such a small difficulty.

Sign up now, I need some people to blow up that tank."

Under such circumstances, half a squadron of Japanese soldiers launched an attack on Position No. 7, which was guarded by only twenty or so people, in the dark and heavy rain.

On the main battlefield of Luodian not far away, the sound of gunfire had not subsided, but became more intense.

It was also from this moment that Hu Biao and his men entered a fierce battle like hell, because of the death order of the Japanese commander on the scene...

(End of this chapter)