Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 103 The End of the Heavy Artillery Regiment

Colonel Yoneda himself did not dare to expect too much from what he said. The heavy artillery regiment could not be relocated just because it could. He had already prepared himself mentally for committing seppuku.

Japan has always lacked resources, and most of them were occupied by the navy. The army was allocated limited resources, and there were only six heavy artillery brigades in the whole of Japan. His death would not be enough to preserve the honor of his family.

When the second round of shells whizzed towards the position of the Second Battalion, Colonel Yoneda had completely given up hope, and even the expression of anger disappeared from his face;

You can understand it as "there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart", or "I don't care what happens after I die", anyway, he drove everyone out of the regiment's field command post, then took off his shirt, pulled out a dagger specially used for seppuku, gestured for a moment, and then fiercely cut into his lower abdomen.

A piercing pain spread through every nerve ending in his body, causing his facial muscles to become deformed;

He endured the pain and twisted the knife handle with force, then pulled it down and cut out a beautiful cross. Unfortunately, to his disappointment, he was not dead yet.

In fact, the short sword was not long enough to kill him. Since he had no experience in seppuku, he not only failed to die "dignified", but was unable to live or die. He was too pretentious.
He was too exhausted to draw out his dagger, and everyone else had been rushed to the battlefield to rescue the artillery. He could only lie on the ground, twitching in pain, his body shrinking into a red shrimp-like shape due to the pain.

Outside the headquarters, the positions of the three battalions were all under fire. As they were in the process of shelling, the surrounding area was filled with shells that had been fuzed, like a powder keg that could catch fire at any time.

Yue Qianli discovered this problem later, so he only used 6 rockets in the third round, saving 6 for emergency use.

The detonation of heavy artillery shells could only be described as horrific. The shock waves produced by the explosion of hundreds of heavy artillery shells blew dozens of heavy artillery pieces into pieces, and the artillerymen were torn into pieces, resulting in countless casualties.

Yue Qianli didn't have the time to count the number of enemies he killed. He didn't kill enemies for the sake of getting recognition. He just hated the devils and wanted to destroy them.

The Japanese soldiers on guard outside have recovered from their shock. The battalion commander, Major Takeda, has already discovered the location of Yue Qianli and his men. The main reason is that the noise made when the rocket launcher was fired was too loud, so they could not hide even if they wanted to.

If anger could kill, the anger in Takeda's eyes would be comparable to Uncle Five's Cyclops. The destruction of the heavy artillery regiment has sentenced him to death. He now only wants to capture Yue Qianli and other sneak attackers, and only by crushing their bones and scattering them to ashes can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

He commanded the Japanese soldiers of Takeda Battalion to surround them from multiple directions. Yue Qianli was too lazy to play with them, so he turned around and left in a leisurely manner. He waved his hand without taking away a cloud, but only left a pile of damage on the ground.

Now they only have 6 rockets left, and the rocket launchers are carried by the artillery squad. Most of the fighters are freed up, and he can go anywhere he wants in the huge Shanghai.

When the Takeda Battalion arrived at the Unnamed Hill, they only found a dozen bodies of the guard squad. Major Takeda was completely desperate. After handing over the troops to Captain Matsuura, he chose to apologize to their crappy emperor. Captain Matsuura sent him off with a look of disdain.

The heavy artillery regiment they were guarding was destroyed by the Chinese. The captain must take responsibility, but the others are safe, at least they don't have to be buried with the heavy artillery regiment.

Captain Matsuura led his troops to continue searching for the attackers, but the area north of Yunzaobang was too large, and trying to catch dozens of attackers was like looking for a needle in a haystack, so he was just pretending.

Yunzaobang, Ninth Division Headquarters

Yoshika Ryosuke was watching intently when the artillery preparation was over and he could faintly hear explosions. He didn't know what had happened, but a shadow was cast over his heart.

The troops had already deployed, and the arrows were on the string and had to be fired. Although the effect of the artillery bombardment was not satisfactory, several rounds had been fired. In order not to affect morale, he had to bite the bullet and issue a general attack order. Nearly 10,000 Japanese soldiers screamed and rushed into the river, and began to wade and attack. They didn't know whether the artillery preparation was in place. The previous rounds of artillery bombardment had already made his blood boil, and his morale was high. He wanted to rush across the river immediately to collect the bodies of the Chinese.

Huang Jie, the chief of the tax police, saw that the Japanese had invested a lot of money, so he stopped hiding it and ordered his artillery battalion to fire at the Japanese attack group. At one time, more than 30 artillery pieces of various sizes made the Japanese taste the pain of being bombed.
As the heavy artillery regiment's artillery preparations were anticlimactic, the defenders' losses in manpower and firepower were not too great and were still within the tolerable range. Therefore, facing the Japanese general attack, the 88 soldiers of the Tax Police Corps and the 264th Brigade of the th Division, who were deployed on the front line, opened fire at full power, killing the Japanese and leaving corpses all over the ground, almost blocking the river.

Sun Liren was also a little surprised that the Japanese artillery preparation only fired a few rounds, which was not in line with the norm. He didn't know what happened, but it was beneficial to the defenders, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, but excitedly commanded his troops to block the Japanese attack with all their strength and turned groups of beasts into corpses.

Only Liao Jianping of the Second Battalion knew what had happened. It must be that Old Yue succeeded. Without the harm of heavy artillery, the Second Battalion could fight the Japanese much more easily.
Although the 7th Regiment's attack was still fierce, the 2nd Battalion, which had the advantage of terrain, was still able to barely block the Japanese attack.

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

"Itaya!"

After paying a heavy price in casualties, the densely packed Japanese troops still rushed up the river bank. Before they could rejoice, the six flying thunder cannons that were used in a concentrated manner gave them a great gift;
Each explosive pack was a huge surprise. There was no one alive within a 20-meter radius of the explosion center. All of them died from their internal organs being shattered.

The hundreds of iron pieces thrown out by the explosion became the nightmare of the Japanese. They killed and injured people within 50 meters. Those who were touched would die, and those who were touched would be disabled. The Japanese left a large number of wounded soldiers.

These flying thunder cannons were buried on the front line, with only half of the thick gun barrel exposed. They were exactly a hundred meters away from the river bank. The Japanese formation was very dense, so they only needed to be thrown out. There were Japanese everywhere, just like opening a blind box, there were always surprises.

Isa Kazuo's hands were shaking as he held the telescope. The 7th Regiment had never suffered such heavy casualties. They were all killed in groups and had almost no ability to fight back.

If they rushed forward in large numbers, they would all die in large numbers. This was not a battle, this was suicide. Isa Kazuo, who had never known fear before, was now terrified...

"Let them retreat and fight again after they have adjusted themselves!"

After giving the order to move in, Isa Kazuo was completely exhausted and sat heavily on a chair made of ammunition boxes.

The Japanese troops of the 35th Regiment retreated like a tide, and the th Regiment was next. Not only did they fail to complete the "corpse collection" mission, they also left behind thousands of corpses.

"Bagayalu, what a bunch of cowards!"

Seeing the defeat of the 7th and 35th Regiments, which were highly expected, Yoshika Ryosuke could only curse angrily. The law does not punish the masses, so he could only hold the devils accountable and said to the chief of staff with a cold face:
"Nakagawa-kun, go check what happened. Why did the artillery preparation suddenly stop? And there was an explosion."

Colonel Nakagawa Hiroshi had deep connections in the headquarters, and he also wanted to know the reason, so he bowed and turned away.

"Bagaya road!"

With no outsiders present, Yoshika Ryosuke finally no longer had to suppress his anger. He pulled out his ancestral sword and smashed an ammunition box into pieces.

(End of this chapter)