Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

"Listen up, little devils! We are from the Eighth Route Army's Heilongjiang-Jilin-Liaoning-Chahar Military Region. Our commander says we can spare your lives if you're willing to lay down your arms and surrender. We'll give you five minutes to think it over. After five minutes, those who are willing to surrender must lie on the ground. Otherwise, we'll kill you without mercy!"

"Submit it, kill it!"

"Submit it, kill it!"

Soldiers from all three directions were shouting at the enemy positions with loud speakers. The sound was loud and wide, and all the enemy soldiers could hear it.

"Listen up, puppet Manchurian troops! Lay down your weapons now, lie on the ground, and surrender! If you refuse to repent and continue to resist, you will face only death!"

"Listen up, little devils! We've surrounded you. Surrender and we'll spare your life..."

While the Japanese were still hesitating whether to surrender, the puppet soldiers had already thrown their weapons to the ground and then lay down on the ground.

"We surrender, we surrender, don't kill us!"

"We surrender!"

"..."

It was not that the attacking force was merciful and gave the Japanese five minutes to prepare, but that the attacking force rushed too fast and the troops were disconnected. These five minutes were also the time for the pursuing force to gather.

At the same time, some easy-to-carry grenade launchers, mortars and other artillery barrels have been set up in the rear, ready to bombard the densely populated areas of the Japanese in the encirclement at any time.

"Commander, we..." A staff officer next to Kamimura Toshimichi asked again.

"Baga, there is no commander in the Empire who surrenders..."

Uemura Toshimichi drew his samurai sword and roared, "Warriors of the Empire, we are now in a desperate situation. Even if we surrender, the Eighth Route Army will not let us go. Li Yunlong has never left anyone alive! You are warriors of the Empire. Do you want to surrender to the Chinese? Take up your weapons and fight the Chinese to the last moment. Even if you die, you must kill one or two Chinese! The Empire will not forget your contributions and will remember you. You will be enshrined in the shrine, and your families will be treated with favor by the Empire!"

Kamimura Toshimichi's words did make some hesitant Japanese soldiers determined to continue fighting, but more Japanese soldiers still looked around in panic.

"Little devils, don't believe what those officers say. If you die in battle, your families will be left without support. The men will be used as cannon fodder, and the women will be sent to comfort stations. Our commander is merciful and will spare your lives. Surrender now. You have four minutes!"

"Little Japs..."

Time slipped by, and the puppet troops had mostly dropped their weapons, lying prone on the ground, and wriggling towards Li Yunlong's troops. Some of the more timid Japanese soldiers, or those on the outermost perimeter, also secretly dropped their weapons and lay prone on the ground. But many more Japanese soldiers remained on the sidelines, watching.

"Send a telegram to the Kwantung Army Headquarters... The remaining nearly 100,000 men of our four divisions have been trapped by Li Yunlong's main force on the banks of the Songhua River. I accept full responsibility for the failure of this battle. Li Yunlong's troops possess fierce firepower, are well-equipped, and employ cunning tactics. They are undoubtedly a grave threat to the Empire. I hope the Commander can eliminate Li Yunlong as soon as possible! Our troops have no way out. I am willing to lead the Empire's last warriors in a decisive battle with Li Yunlong's main force, annihilating it to the greatest extent possible and relieving the pressure on Manchuria!... I feel guilty towards His Majesty the Emperor, I feel guilty towards the Commander's earnest teachings, and I feel guilty towards... the final words of Fifth Army Commander Kamimura Toshimichi!"

In the Kwantung Army Headquarters, Mei Jing Meijiro listened to the staff officer reading out Kamimura Toshimichi's telegram word by word, and the veins on his head bulged!

"Baga, that bastard Kamimura Toshimichi! I've already warned him not to leave the city, to defend Xinjing, and to hold on until help arrives. But this bastard still went out to fight in the field! Baga Yalu! He's a sinner of the empire, a disgrace!"

Only now did Meijing Meijiro receive the news and know about Kamimura Toshimichi's deployment, but it was too late. The main force led by Kamimura Toshimichi had been surrounded on the banks of the Songhua River, and it was only a matter of time before it was destroyed.

"Commander, we should immediately order the troops departing from Harbin to return to Harbin. If they are surrounded again, the situation in Manchukuo will be..."

"Where are they now?"

“No call back yet!”

"Immediately order them to retreat, return to Harbin, and await support from the Far Eastern Front!"

"Hai!"

"Then Uemura Toshimichi..."

Mei Jing Meijiro sighed and said, "Let him break out! Tell this bastard to lead his troops out immediately. No matter how many people he can get out, it counts. These are nearly 100,000 Imperial warriors. The Empire can't afford such a loss!"

"Hai!"

At this time, the total number of soldiers recruited by the Japanese nationwide had reached about six million, but most of these six million soldiers were untrained recruits who were still receiving training on the peninsula or in the mainland, and it would take some time for them to form combat effectiveness.

This force of nearly 100,000 might seem small in number, but they were all well-trained soldiers, and they also included the 71st and 74th Divisions, two main divisions. If all 100,000 of them were to be "destroyed" on the banks of the Songhua River, it would be a huge blow to the situation and morale of Manchukuo.

Just as Meijing Meijiro sent a telegram to Kamimura Toshimichi, the five minutes were up.

"The time has come, prepare for the general attack. If they don't surrender, send them to see Amaterasu!" The deputy division commander looked at the time, glanced at the Japanese in the distance and spoke slowly.

"Yes!"

Outside the encirclement, mortars, Type 107 infantry guns, mountain guns, and rocket launchers were all ready and aimed at the surrounded Japanese crowd.

"beat!"

"put!"

"put!"

Chapter 604 Blood Flowing Pestle

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

The explosions of grenade launchers, mortars, Type 155 infantry guns, mountain guns, 107mm howitzers, and mm rocket launchers rang out one after another in this area less than ten kilometers long and five kilometers wide.

Every time a shell landed, a group of Japanese soldiers were killed. The bodies of Japanese soldiers killed by grenade launchers and mortars were still relatively intact; under the bombardment of the Type 92 infantry gun, the general shape of the victims could still be discerned.

But around the landing points of mountain artillery, large-caliber howitzers and 107 rocket launchers, it was impossible to make out a complete human figure. The devils here were mixed together, with you in me and me in you.

A large number of Japanese soldiers were blown to pieces, unable to be pieced together into a complete shape. Many more turned directly into nutrients for the land, nourishing the earth. In addition to the shells falling from the sky, there was also red and moist soil, and occasionally various other things fell.

The artillery fire began at the outermost level and spread into the inner ring. The Japanese soldiers behind them, watching their comrades being blown to pieces, completely lost their resolve. They now had only one thought: run, run without stopping.

However, Li Yunlong's troops were on three sides, and they could only retreat backwards.

More and more Japanese soldiers crowded together, trying to squeeze out a way to survive. Some Japanese soldiers, in order to survive a little longer, ignored others and forced their way out; some Japanese soldiers fell to the ground and could only retreat with the footsteps of others under the trampling of the crowd.

"I want to go home!"

"I want to go home!"

"help me!"

"I don't want to die..."

"I surrender!"

"Mama-san..."

"..."

Panic continued to spread among the Japanese soldiers, and more and more of them began to drop their weapons and kneel on the ground.

The artillery bombardment stopped, but this did not give the Japanese time to breathe. The armored forces began to move out, and a large number of tanks charged towards the Japanese in the encirclement.

The tank gunners frantically rotated their turrets, looking for densely packed areas of enemy troops, and then fired a cannon. The machine gunners continued to fire bursts, killing the enemy troops charging towards the armored forces.

The armored troops drove through the area that had just been bombarded. The tank tracks ran over the injured but not dead Japanese soldiers, or ran over some broken limbs. The flesh and blood of these Japanese soldiers painted a new "camouflage" for the tanks.

The Japanese soldiers in the distance witnessed a horrific scene they would never forget. Even if they were lucky enough to live to be over sixty and released back to their homeland, they would still see it in their dreams. Tanks with red, white, and yellow hoods rushed towards them from a distance.

The battlefield was filled with nothing but the strong smell of gunpowder and blood. They saw the tanks' tracks crushing the Japanese soldiers one by one, heading towards them. As the tanks got closer and closer to the Japanese soldiers, their appearance became increasingly larger.

The Japanese were horrified to discover that these tanks were as tall as two or three stories. They were like ants in front of them. The red, white and yellow objects on the tracks turned into ferocious faces. They were very familiar with these faces. They were comrades who had fought side by side with them just a few moments ago.

The faces of these people were distorted, but the Japanese soldiers could recognize them and even call out their names. As the tanks got closer, some Japanese soldiers seemed to see these "comrades" reaching out their hands, trying to pull them under the tank tracks.

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

"Go away, go away, don't come over here!"

Some Japanese soldiers collapsed and ran back desperately, but they found that the people behind them were no longer their own people, but "evil ghosts" who stretched out their hands as if they wanted to kill them.

"Baga, I'm going to fight you!"

The Japanese soldier roared and pulled the trigger at the person in front of him. Another Japanese soldier took out a grenade, knocked it hard on his helmet, and then held the grenade high, laughing crazily.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded, and this Japanese soldier and several others around him were killed.

"Fight back, fight back!"

"No retreat!"

"Fight back!"

There were also Japanese officers holding samurai swords, constantly slashing to stop the soldiers from retreating, but it was of little use. These Japanese soldiers had already blown up the camp and only wanted to escape. Even though they knew there was a river behind them and there was no way to retreat, they still ran back, hoping to survive a little longer.

"Wow..."

Some Japanese soldiers were squeezed into the Songhua River. As more and more people crowded to the river, more and more Japanese soldiers fell into the river.

"To cross the river, just swim across it!"

"There are no enemies on the other side of the river!"

"..."

A Japanese soldier suddenly shouted, which reminded many Japanese soldiers, and then a group of them jumped into the Songhua River.

However, many Japanese soldiers only realized after jumping into the Songhua River that they could not swim at all. At that time, these Japanese soldiers only thought about survival and forgot that they were landlubbers.

"help me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Save me! Gulu gurgle, save..."

"..."

After falling into the water, some Japanese soldiers struggled desperately, but the turbulent Songhua River swallowed up those Japanese soldiers who jumped into the water, and they were swept downstream by the turbulent river.

Some of the Japanese soldiers could swim, and after jumping into the river, they began to swim towards the other side of the river. But after swimming for just two strokes, they suddenly felt dizzy and then were knocked unconscious.

There were so many Japanese soldiers jumping into the river, some jumping far away, some jumping close. The east bank of the Songhua River was soon crowded with Japanese soldiers trying to swim across. Many Japanese soldiers who couldn't swim were also swept into the river. After falling into the water, these Japanese soldiers struggled frantically, trying to grab anything that could save their lives.

"Baga, let me go, let me go!"

A Japanese soldier who could swim was grabbed by another Japanese soldier who couldn't swim and couldn't swim forward at all. He tried everything to break free from the man, but the Japanese soldier who couldn't swim held him tightly and refused to let go.

"idiot!"

The Japanese soldier who could swim picked up the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the body of the Japanese soldier who was pulling him. The surrounding river water instantly turned red, but even after being stabbed, the Japanese soldier refused to let go: "I don't want to die, save me... Please, save me..."

"I don't want to die either!"

"Please, save me!"

"I don't want to die!"