War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 415: Bombarding Dongjuzi! (Happy Holidays!)

According to historical facts, when the July 7 Incident broke out, Song Zheyuan should have been in his hometown to worship his ancestors, but he rushed back in a hurry. After returning, Song Zheyuan did not return to Peiping immediately, but stayed in Tianjin.

But in this time and space belonging to Xu Chaoyang, Song Zheyuan was not in Tianjin, but in Beijing.

"what happened!"

In Peking, at the Hebei-Chahar Political Affairs Committee, Song Zheyuan gave Ji Xingwen three orders to "defend on the spot and never allow the Japanese army to advance a single step". On the other hand, he asked Qin Dechun to investigate how this incident happened. Until this moment, Song Zheyuan did not feel that the world was going to be in chaos. He even thought that it was nothing more than another "Longmenso" incident.

In the office, Qin Dechun was not in a hurry. After all, he was not the one who would fight for his life on the front line. Instead, he smiled and responded, "Old Ding, my old Ding, I don't think this matter is that serious."

"We defeated the Japanese at Longmen, but it didn't lead to a bigger war. I think it was just a minor friction."

"I have already investigated the matter. It is said that the Japanese lost a person... They wanted to enter the city to search, but Ji Xingwen started arguing with them. The Japanese got anxious and bombarded Wanping..."

To be honest, this has happened many times. In Longmen, Zhangbei, Tongxian, and Fengtai, the Japanese have done something every year. But this kind of painless erosion is like the latent cancer cells in the early stage. Even if there is no obvious lesion, it is almost too late when you find it.

Song Zheyuan looked back at Qin Dechun and asked, "What's the situation in other places?"

Qin Dechun smiled and replied: "Everything is normal."

Song Zheyuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Qin Dechun grabbed his arm and said, "Old Ding, I think this is an opportunity the devils have created for us."

Song Zheyuan turned around and immediately understood what he meant. He grabbed the phone and said, "Hello, this is Song Zheyuan, I want to call the office of the chairman of the National Government!"

"urgent telegram!"

"Urgent war report!"

Song Zheyuan made the call, but his expression was smiling at Qin Dechun. When the call was connected, he said, "Chairman, the Japanese army in Wanping has launched an attack on Lugou Bridge and is currently shelling Wanping City!"

"Yes!"

"I will definitely hold on!"

"There are difficulties, Chairman!"

"Beijing is short of troops, outdated equipment, and lacks food and money. It is unable to boost the morale of soldiers on the battlefield and urgently needs support from the government."

"Yes, I will definitely fulfill your mission!"

Today, when the country is in danger, these old bureaucrats are still playing tricks. They are still playing tricks!
……

boom! boom! boom!
boom! boom! boom!
Six explosions were heard, and three Japanese trucks on the bank of the Haihe River were hit by six rifle grenades at the same time. The people in the trucks were torn to pieces in the explosion and burned in the flames. One of the trucks was pushed down the bank of the Haihe River by the airflow of the explosion, and as the tail of the truck fell into the water little by little, the whole truck was submerged in the water with bubbles.

"The entire company retreats!"

"Reinforce the Second Battalion's defense line!"

"Everyone listen up, run!!!"

The company commander used a rifle grenade on the roof to blow up the Japanese military vehicle and turned around and ran away, leading the company to quickly return to the direction of the second battalion and quickly integrate into the defense line.

At that moment, the road leading to the garrison headquarters on the bank of the Haihe River was completely blocked. The entire Second Battalion had more than a dozen machine gun positions set up. This was a posture of fighting to the death. They would rather fight the entire battalion to the death than delay the time for the Haihe Garrison to reinforce the headquarters.

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At this moment, three artillery fires were heard, and the house where the vehicle had just been blown up was also bombarded. Suddenly, explosions were heard from the houses that had been silent at night, and the streets were filled with flying wood chips and smoke and dust from the collapsed houses after the explosion.

The company commander came close to Yu Minghao and said in a very mean voice: "I feel so sorry for them. This is the Japanese Concession! Those who died are all devils!"

Yu Minghao immediately turned around and corrected him: "This is China!"

Yu Minghao, who is usually quiet, is an active participant in Yang Jingyu's small classroom. He likes what the teachers talk about, likes the words "ideal" and "freedom", and even more so what the teachers say about "working together to make this country a better place".

Perhaps this is the cultural difference. Yu Minghao, who has been literate since childhood, is more likely to accept these new things. He soon became the backbone of this group of people, going to the "assistance association" to help and to the "trade union" to unite his fellow workers. What he saw in his eyes was a completely different world from Xu Chaoyang.

Here, they talk about "respect" instead of "status"; here, this group of people, everyone faces the sun, and it seems that there is always a smile on their face.

They can give without regard to the cost, instead of being like others who always ask, "How much do you want me to pay for this and that?"

They also called each other "comrades", like-minded "comrades". Yu Minghao also changed, but he became more subdued and whispered, so no one noticed.

Not everyone's changes will be earth-shattering, but when they are shown, they will definitely make people around them notice the difference.

Now the entire Second Battalion feels that Yu Minghao has changed. Their 217th Regiment rarely speaks based on the word "country", but rather "squad", "platoon", "company" and "battalion". It seems that the word "country" is too big, and even the regiment commander rarely mentions it.

But when Yu Minghao said it at this moment, everyone around him felt that this word was right. His square face with a serious expression showed that he was capable of saying this word.

Yes, the 217th Regiment’s understanding of the word “country” only exists in whether the person who says the word says it in that way, and that’s all.

"Everyone, be alert. The next batch of Japanese reinforcements will arrive soon. We won't be able to launch a surprise attack this time. Get ready for a positional battle."

Sure enough, within the next half hour, there was no longer a single Japanese truck on the street. At this moment, the sky outside the city suddenly lit up...

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
There were beams of fluorescent light flashing in the sky, and no one could tell how strong the firepower was. At this moment, the artillery platoon, no, it should not be called an artillery platoon, it should be called an artillery company, even though it was still a platoon in terms of organization.

Two rows of IG18 cannons were placed on the plain at intervals of fifty meters, totaling twenty guns!
Why is it arranged like this? Because the first row is not up to standard and it is easy to get into trouble.

Further back, there were French towed artillery and anti-tank guns, and finally more than twenty trucks parked there. In other words, with this move by Xu Chaoyang, he occupied all the trucks in Dagu, and used them in batches to transport troops and escort equipment.

"Load!"

"Target: Dongjuzi Airport runway 2500 meters ahead!"

"Three volleys!"

"preparation!"

"put!"

Mancangzi didn't need to know where the runway in the airport was. He only needed to use the center point of Dongjuzi Airport as a benchmark to set the artillery target. The error after the shells fell would automatically create a full fire coverage effect, especially since he had already completed the first two rounds of three-round salvos here. Man Guangzhi didn't believe that, with his current scale, with nine shells per gun bombarding Dongjuzi Airport, he could not destroy this broken airport with only one runway!

boom! boom! boom!
Tianjin, headquarters of the 38th Division.

Xu Chaoyang stood at the window and counted on his fingers. Every time the fluorescent light in the sky outside the window flickered, he deducted a finger. When he counted to nine, Xu Chaoyang turned around.

"Chaoyang, what are you doing!"

Li Zhiyuan didn't understand Xu Chaoyang's actions, but he saw Xu Chaoyang take out the pistol!
Xu Chaoyang pointed his pistol at the two men in the room and said, "Two elder brothers, let me absolve you of all guilt. Today, the shelling of Dongjuzi and the approach to Haiguang Temple were all done by me, Xu Chaoyang. You mobilized the 38th Division because I forced you to do it at gunpoint..."

"Besides, there is one more thing I need to trouble you two. Call the defenders on the city wall and ask them to open the city gate when my 217th Regiment's artillery platoon comes back. Otherwise, we will attack the Haiguang Temple garrison headquarters. I don't have heavy weapons." While speaking, Xu Chaoyang picked up the phone, raised his gun, and looked at the deputy commander of the th Division and the commander of the independent brigade with a smile.

Li Wentian stared at Xu Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, you're going to get into big trouble by doing this!"

"What disaster?"

"They didn't call it a disaster when they bombarded Jixingwen in Wanping, but I called it a disaster when I attacked Haiguang Temple?"

"It's not a disaster if they invade Northeast China, but it's a disaster if I'm forced to fight back and it might trigger the next war?"

"Is that what you think?"

"I definitely think so!"

"That's why I pointed my gun and said I would help you get away with it!"

"You are afraid of getting into trouble, but I am not! If you open the city gate today, you are still my elder brother. If you don't open it!"

"Blast me and blow it up too!"

"I don't fucking believe that the gates of Tianjin are much stronger than those of Tong County!"

　I wish all my friends a happy holiday, good health to the whole family, and a happy Mooncake Festival. Spend two dollars tomorrow and win five million!!!

　　Also, will update later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)