Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2865 Japanese troops set out in Fuyang County!
Xiao Nanchuan, the supreme commander of the Lingnan granary, had already panicked in the face of the fierce attack of the Anti-Japanese United Army.

He no longer cared about his dignity as an officer, and stumbled to the radio station, snatched the microphone from the operator, and cried into the microphone at the top of his lungs:

"Chuncheng Headquarters, Chuncheng Headquarters! Lingnan granary was attacked by unknown armed forces. The enemy is numerous and their firepower is extremely fierce. Our imperial army can hardly hold on. Request support, quick support!"

The Japanese language, spoken with a crying tone, sounded particularly mournful amid the noisy radio waves.

The radio operator's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers were moving frantically on the transmitter as he sent out this urgent and desperate distress signal again and again, as if by repeating it one more time, support would come faster.

Commander Ito, who was far away in Chuncheng, was immersed in his sleep when he was suddenly awakened by a rapid phone call.

He turned over in annoyance and wanted to ignore it, but the ringing was like a death warrant.

He cursed, sat up from the bed, put on his coat, walked angrily to the phone and grabbed the receiver.

"Baka! What's so important that you have to wake me up in the middle of the night? I haven't had a good night's sleep in a few days. Do you understand?"

Commander Ito roared loudly at the other end of the phone.

The trembling voice of the duty staff came from the other end of the phone: "Commander, the Lingnan granary was attacked. The enemy's firepower is strong. The imperial army is unable to hold on. Request for emergency support!"

When Commander Ito heard this, his eyes widened and his anger was instantly replaced by shock.

He couldn't believe his ears. The Lingnan granary stored food for the winter for most of the imperial army in the defense zone south of Chuncheng. How could it be suddenly attacked?

Didn't the tribal alliance head for the arsenal in Fuyang County? Why did they go to the granary in Lingnan?

So he confirmed again: "Are you sure that you are not talking about the Fuyang County Armory, but the Lingnan Granary?"

Commander Ito's voice changed and he questioned the other party loudly.

"Commander, it is indeed the granary of Lingnan. Moreover, the enemy has a large number of troops and extremely fierce firepower. When Xiao Nanchuan asked for help, he said that most of the fortifications had been destroyed and the imperial army suffered heavy casualties. If no support is provided, the granary will probably be lost!"

"How is this possible? I have personally visited the fortifications of the Lingnan granary and they are very strong. How could it be destroyed?"

Commander Ito couldn't believe it, and his hand holding the telephone receiver was shaking slightly.

He also knew well the importance of the Lingnan granary. Once it was lost, more than 10,000 garrison troops would have no food to eat in the winter.

So he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then ordered loudly: "Immediately mobilize the troops in Fuyang County to quickly support the Lingnan granary. Make sure to save the granary! If the granary is lost, let them be beheaded!"

At this point, he couldn't care less about anything else. If the granary was lost, he would be in big trouble.

He also felt that if the enemy's target was the Lingnan granary, then the arsenal would not be the enemy's target, so he boldly ordered the Fuyang County arsenal, which was closest to the Lingnan granary, to send troops for support.

After hanging up the phone, Commander Ito paced back and forth in the room, his heart full of anxiety.

Because things have been happening one after another recently, he has been a little overwhelmed and exhausted.

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At the same time, in the Fuyang County arsenal, after receiving an emergency order from the Chuncheng headquarters, the Japanese captain Ichiro Yamada frowned and showed hesitation on his face.

He knew clearly that the arsenal was the top priority of defense. If troops were withdrawn to support the Lingnan granary, the defense of the arsenal would be much weaker.

But they dared not disobey the commander's orders, otherwise they would lose their heads.

Ichiro Yamada paced back and forth in the operations room, his command knife creaking in his hand. The adjutant beside him spoke cautiously: "Captain, if we withdraw too many troops and something happens to the arsenal, we will be blamed for our deaths." Ichiro Yamada stopped, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Execute the order! Since the commander has issued a death order, we can only take a gamble. And from the intelligence, the enemy seems to be mainly targeting the Lingnan granary, and the arsenal should not be in danger so soon."

After that, he directly ordered the mobilization of nearly an infantry battalion of Japanese soldiers and a local security regiment, totaling nearly 1,500 people, and marched towards the Lingnan granary in a mighty manner.

The terrain from Fuyang County to Lingnan is flat, which is very conducive to marching.

The Japanese trucks were leading the way, and behind them were more than 600 puppet soldiers following behind the trucks.

The puppet soldiers cursed and swore. They hated following the Japanese trucks the most.

But the Japs not only asked them to follow closely, but also asked them to run as fast as trucks. They had already cursed the Japs' ancestors for eighteen generations!

But despite the scolding, they still had to follow the Japanese trucks and run for their lives.

They ran about five kilometers, and the puppet soldiers were so tired that they were out of breath.

The Japs sat on the truck, still urging us on.

However, unexpectedly at this moment, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and shells hit the moving Japanese convoy like raindrops.

The Japanese truck in the front was the first to be hit by the shells. With a loud bang, the truck instantly turned into a hot fireball. Flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke mixed with a pungent burnt smell rose straight into the sky.

The Japanese soldiers in the car didn't even have time to scream before they were swallowed up by the sudden explosion.

Broken metal debris flew in all directions like raindrops, some of which were directly inserted into the truck compartment behind, while others were deeply embedded in the mud on the side of the road.

The broken limbs and arms of the Japanese soldiers, along with splattered blood, were scattered several meters away under the blast wave, it was a horrific sight.

The trucks behind had no time to brake and crashed into the sea of ​​fire one after another.

Every collision was accompanied by a new explosion. Flames instantly swept through the entire convoy, and the raging fire illuminated half of the sky red.

The Japanese soldiers sitting on the trucks were knocked to the ground by the blast, their uniforms instantly ignited. They rolled on the ground in pain, screaming, trying to put out the flames on their bodies.

But it was all in vain. The raging flames licked their bodies mercilessly, devouring their flesh and blood bit by bit, leaving only charred corpses emitting a disgusting smell.

The puppet soldiers following the truck were in an even more miserable state.

They were already exhausted and out of breath, their steps were unsteady, and when the shells fell, they had no time to dodge.

The shells exploded among the crowd of puppet soldiers, and the huge impact force blew the surrounding puppet soldiers away like pieces of paper.

Some puppet soldiers were blown to pieces, their bodies torn into pieces; others had their internal organs ruptured by the air waves, blood spurting out of their mouths, and they died before they even hit the ground.

The surviving puppet soldiers widened their eyes in horror and let out shrill screams.

Some puppet soldiers tried to turn around and flee, but after a few steps, they were hit by another artillery shell and were instantly blown to pieces, leaving only a pool of blood and some tattered clothes.

Some puppet soldiers lay on the ground like pheasants, praying with trembling voices that the shells would not fall on them.

But everything will be in vain, because after the bombardment, the ground began to tremble, it was the endless galloping of war horses, like a tide rushing in! .