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Chapter 106 The Doom of the Japanese River Defense Wing

When I heard that the river defense corps nested in the new county town could not hold back, I finally couldn't hold it out of the city. The officers and soldiers of the artillery division who had been ambushing the river from Baiyangdian to Tiangui for nearly half a month also began to get ready to go. This kind of waiting time is undoubtedly the most boring, but fortunately, their waiting has finally been rewarded.

Compared with Deng Chenggong, who had been in charge of commanding the siege outside Qing County, who had been driving the way with two icebreakers, he also did not want to miss this opportunity to deal with the killing of ordinary executioners by himself. He handed over the command of the siege to a local militia brigade commander, and he rode a fast horse to lead the Flying Eagle team members such as Wu Zhongyuan to advance to the ambush positions prepared for the siege Japanese in the morning.

When he arrived at a turning river channel from Qingxian to Baiyangdian entrance, he saw that the officers and soldiers of the artillery division were also on high alert. After taking over the command, he immediately ordered the Feiying Special Forces to cooperate with the Baiyangdian water surface troops to wait for the Japanese river defense corps to enter the ambush circle. From the fork on the river, block the Japanese retreat route. Even if some ships are lost, Deng Chenggong will have to pay a heavy price this time.

Knowing how many Japanese gunboats are, there is still a certain threat. In addition, their ambush is different from land ambush, and they rely more on long-range artillery fire strikes from the artillery division. Only by killing Japanese gunboats without temper can his water surface troops conduct close-to-board battles. To this end, he must ensure that these Japanese gunboats within the artillery range will be destroyed or even sunk before Japanese planes arrive for support.

As for the possible garrisons from nearby counties, the First Militia Division had already opened its pockets and waited for them. As long as these Japanese devils dared to mobilize troops to come out of the city to support, Deng Chenggong would not mind letting them feel again how powerful the militia column's "demolition brigade" is, and how true it is.

As the intelligence personnel tracked along the way reported the speed of the river defense corps at any time, the artillery division soon knew that the newly formed river defense corps of the Japanese army had already sailed to a river channel not far from the ambush circle.

It won’t take long to enter the buried place specially selected by the Artillery Division for them. Deng Chenggong called Situ Liang, the commander of the artillery division, and said, “Situ, how about it? The Japanese fleet is coming soon. Does your division have the ability to hit all the targets in the first round?”

Situ Liang said excitedly: "Commander, don't worry! During this period, our artillery division has been wandering around this river for no reason, and detailed parameters have been set up on all river surfaces. I can guarantee that as long as the Japanese fleet enters the ambush circle, I promise that if there is no five rounds of artillery attacks, they will lose the ability to counterattack."

Seeing that Situ Liang was so confident, Deng successfully patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "Okay, the key to victory or defeat in this battle depends on your artillery division. As long as your shells are accurate, we will be sure to wipe out the Japanese river defense force. But you have to remember to shoot for ten minutes in a row.

If the effect is significant, you will transfer your position as soon as possible and hand over the cleaning of the battlefield to the Baiyangdian Water Detachment. If there are still fish that escape in the Japanese fleet, you must also clear the opponent at a fixed point as quickly as possible. In short, Japanese will definitely guess our idea of ​​fighting the river defense corps. When the plane arrives, your artillery division will be in trouble.

For this reason, your artillery division only has half an hour to participate in the war. When half an hour comes, no matter what the battle conditions on the river surface, I must transfer to a safe place as soon as possible. Is it clear?"

Situ Liang knew that the artillery positions that only built simple anti-counterfeiting fortifications were built. Once they were bitten by the Japanese airplane, the fate of their artillery division was self-evident. For this reason, after receiving the order, he came to various artillery positions again, so that the commanders of these positions could adjust the shelling parameters as much as possible. In the first round of ten-minute artillery attacks, the Japanese in the river defense corps could be sent to the lake to feed the turtle.

Just as the artillery division began to adjust the shooting parameters to its best state, a large number of Japanese Japanese ships with thick smoke and plaster flags suddenly appeared in the river channel outside the ambush position. The leading one was two icebreakers wrapped in thick iron sheets, and a large number of Japanese Japanese gunships with live ammunition followed behind.

When the Japanese fleet passed the turn and officially entered the ambush position of the artillery division, the Baiyangdian Water Detachment, which was responsible for blocking the rear, quickly rowed out several wooden boats filled with explosives and mud, and blocked the lake where the Japanese passed. In this way, the Japanese River Defense Force, which had lost the icebreaker, would directly block this not-so-wide river channel.

The Chief of Staff of the River Defense Regiment, who accompanied the mission, saw that the river channel was obviously a bit narrow, and the second side of the river channel had exceeded their sight range, and he said with some concern: "People Captain of the Regiment, should we slow down the speed of the journey and let the boats be separated by some distance? If the Chinese troops ambush an artillery unit here, it would be better to wait for us. Therefore, I think it is necessary to distance our fleet from traveling."

The Chief of Staff, who was born in the Army, had been carried out for the most likely benefit of this transfer mission. The Colonel Shangcao, who was confused, said confidently: "Chief of Staff, have you never heard of the old Chinese saying that soldiers are more powerful than speed? Not to mention, they don't know that our fleet will set off suddenly today. Even if they know, how many cannons do you think they can organize to attack us? What's more, this is not far from Shijiazhuang Airport. Are they not afraid that the nearby garrisons will hear the sound of cannons and call for the plane to support it. At that time, do you think the Chinese artillery troops can run faster than the speed of the plane? So, your worries are unnecessary."

It seemed that God intended to not give him face this time. Just when he thought he was teaching the Chief of Staff, he learned that the Japanese retreat had been blocked.

Deng Chenggong suddenly said calmly: "Situ, let your artillery soldiers beat me hard."

With his order, the artillery soldiers who had already held the shells and were about to stuff them into the barrel, stuffing the shells into the barrel like chicken blood. When the flag bearer in charge of command swung the cannon flags down fiercely, rows of cannons with high muzzles suddenly spit out angry artillery fire.

Despite this trip, Deng Chenggong did not bring the artillery division from the 150-caliber howitzers seized by the 4th Division of the Japanese Army last time, which could have a total of forty-eight 105-caliber howitzers. In one round of artillery strikes, forty-eight heavy shells can be fired, not to mention the 75-caliber artillery and several other types of artillery, which can completely cover the river surface of different distances and distances.

When Colonel Shangcao suddenly burst out from behind the hillside, he was completely stunned. However, after seeing so many shells flying over, he was very clear that he would not be able to wait for the end of the River Defense Regiment. Compared with the Chief of Staff, he screamed: "Baga, shelling, the ships quickly spread out and wide a distance!"

The Shangcao, who committed the crime of massacre of two villages, seemed very calm. Perhaps he knew very well that in such a narrow river channel, his river defense corps could not withstand several rounds of saturated shelling covered by the other side. Even the maximum tonnage gunboat he was riding on was soon penetrated by two large holes and began to sink.

Compared to the chief of staff who was screaming and evading, he was directly blown into pieces by a shell. The wing captain was just a bit of his face by the blown fragments. Unfortunately, as the gunboat continued to sink and the shells that continued to attack quickly, Shangcao looked at the hundreds of ships in his wing, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back. The entire river was filled with the wailing and screams of his subordinates.

This scene was very similar to the last time he led his soldiers to massacre the common people's villages, but this time it was his turn to take care of the victims. Just as he was hit into pieces by another flying shell, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind. The ancient words he learned in China made him feel that perhaps this was right.

That is, 'The murderer will always kill him!'. He should have known that there will be such a day, but why did his awakening come so late?

After ten minutes of shelling, Deng Chenggong thought he would have missed some fish that had missed the net, but no complete ship survived the entire river. The entire river surface was in a mess, and the corpses of Japanese devils who were smashed and blown away by shells filled the entire river, and even the originally clear river water was dyed blood red.

Deng Chenggong felt that it was no big deal about the bloody scene after the shelling. After all, he spent so much effort to deal with this river defense corps. If he could not achieve certain results, wouldn’t he have been in vain for more than half a month of squatting!

Knowing that the artillery bombardment just ten minutes had already been heard by the Japanese nearby, Deng Chenggong, who saw that there were no ships on the river that could pose an effective threat to them, he immediately notified the artillery division to move quickly.

The artillery division began to evacuate, and the militiamen from the Baiyangdian Water Detachment, who were also full of anger, quickly approached the Japanese fleet that were bombarded on wooden boats. The Japanese who still survived were shot by the militias who were forced into the water. Even the Japanese who fell into the water, these militiamen from fishermen also shot them into the river without any mercy.

Even though these Japanese devils were not staying well in their hometown and came here to bully them, they would leave them at the bottom of the river to give the fish and shrimps from Baiyangdian as fertilizer. This is the first idea of ​​each militia, so when faced with those Japanese detachments who were shouting for help, they could also make up their minds to shoot at the other party.

Until there was no living Japanese in the entire river, their water troops began to drag some gunboats that had not yet completely sunk into the reed storm not far away by binding several wooden boats.

When winter passes, in the words of Deng Chenggong, the ships that were sunk will not be spared. They can be repaired and supplemented for use by the militia detachment, and those that cannot be repaired will be directly removed and dissolved into steel. In short, the Japanese fleet will not miss everything useful. Who said that the militia columns are not rich now!

What's more, the artillery division was so good that the round of artillery was fired, but the shells fired all needed to be made from a white ocean! The so-called cannon fire, tens of taels of gold have a reason to make. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat. This is the principle of plundering that Deng Chenggong believed in. Otherwise, the nickname of the demolition brigade would be wasted!
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