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Volume 1: On the Songhua River Chapter 401: On the Marco Polo Bridge on July 7

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    Chapter 401: On the Marco Polo Bridge on July 7th

    At around 23:00 in the evening, the on-duty staff of the Hebei-Cha Political Affairs Committee forwarded the phone records of Matsui Tataro, the head of the Japanese secret service in Peiping, to Tang Qiuli, the chairman of the committee. At this time, Tang Qiuli had already ordered all units to prepare for an attack.  In preparation, the combat staff stood in front of the unit liaison radio station they were responsible for, holding their breath and looking at the division commander intently, waiting for his order.

    Matsui said on the phone: The Japanese army was conducting an exercise outside Marco Polo Bridge yesterday. Suddenly, they heard the sound of gunfire. They immediately called the troops and found that one soldier was missing. They suspected that the shooter was the Chinese army stationed in Marco Polo Bridge, and believed that the soldier who fired the gun had been shot.  The Japanese team robbed the city and demanded an immediate search.

    Tang Qiuli ordered the person on duty of the Hebei-Cha Government Affairs Committee to reply: "It is late at night, and the Japanese soldiers entering the city may cause local unrest, and our officers and soldiers are sleeping soundly, so there is a fear of misunderstanding," and they refused on the spot.

    Around 23:20 p.m., Matsui called the duty room of the Hebei-Cha Government Affairs Committee and claimed that if China did not allow it, the Japanese army would forcefully enter the city to search, and that all consequences arising therefrom would be borne by China.

    At this time, the Japanese Qingshui Brigade was ready to attack, the Japanese artillery had set up artillery positions, and the infantry had moved to the moat, ready to attack the city at any time.

    Ji Xingwen, commander of the 219th Regiment of the garrison, asked Commander Tang Qiuli if he could fight back. The Japanese division encircled the troops of the Japanese Qingshui Brigade and had reached the designated position. The Japanese artillery began shelling Wanping City.

    The first artillery shell roared and landed on the Wanping city wall. In the night, a ball of dark red sparks exploded. Several city bricks flew up, and dust splashed onto the soldiers who were waiting on the city wall.

    The ** Division Headquarters learned that the Japanese army was shelling Wanping. Tang Qiuli ordered the Ji Xingwen Regiment to fight back immediately, attracting Japanese firepower to Wanping. The ** Division surrounded the troops and quickly annihilated the Japanese Qingshui Brigade, and then rushed to the direction of Marco Polo Bridge to block the Japanese army.  Reinforcements.

    The first gunshot under Wanping City was fired as scheduled. History was truly irreversible. This was the gunshot that Tang Qiuli and the top commander of the Japanese army in North China were looking forward to.

    He turned his head, his heart beating uncontrollably. The historical event happened as scheduled, but the result was changed because of him. This touching feeling of making history made him almost unable to control himself. He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.  .

    "Order that all troops start a full-scale attack in accordance with the original combat plan, telling commanders at all levels that the history of the Chinese nation will open a new chapter in their hands!"

    The combat staff conveyed the division commander¡¯s words word for word. In the command headquarters, voices rang one after another: ¡°The division commander ordered the attack to begin!¡±

    After giving the order, Tang Qiuli suddenly felt weak and his body shook a few times. This may be due to collapse after excessive excitement. Mei Ting, who was waiting by her side, quickly helped him sit on a chair. Tang Qiuli looked tiredly at him.  He smiled at his beloved wife.

    Under Wanping City, Qingshui Jielang was extremely excited. He directed the artillery to fire the first cannonball and watched the cannonball accurately hit the Wanping City Wall. In the night, the gorgeous flames were more beautiful than the fireworks blooming during the Bon Festival.  Ten million times more, a new chapter in the history of the Japanese Empire will be opened by me, Setsuro Shimizu.

    I was the first to start the Holy War in North China. My name will be recorded in the annals of Japanese history. Setsuro Shimizu even thought about how it would be in his later years to talk about his original achievements in front of a house full of children and grandchildren.  Pride and glory, the Japanese Empire expands its overseas territories, I fired the first shot at the North China Army!

    At the top of Wanping City, suddenly, like an awakened lion, the roar of various guns rang out. Among them, the sound of the Maxin heavy machine gun was particularly harsh. A dense rain of bullets shot from the city wall. The communications soldiers beside Qingshui fell down.  On the ground, there was a fist-sized hole in his chest.

    This may be the first Japanese soldier killed in the all-out war between China and Japan, and the first among nearly one million Japanese dead. Unfortunately, history has not left his name. Otherwise, as an invader, he might be able to  Leave a name in history?

    Setsuro Shimizu was stunned for a moment, then became furious. The Chinese army dared to fight back and even killed imperial soldiers?  It's so abominable. This is fucking gangster logic. Japanese people are born with brains and idiots. You hit someone and they don't let you fight back. If you fight back, you're still angry?

    He pointed his sword at Wanping City, ordered the artillery to bombard Wanping City with all their strength, kill these Chinese pigs, and the troops attacked!

    However, there is no chance, including the descendants he fantasizes about, the glory of fighting for the Japanese Empire, and the lives of more than 1,700 soldiers he led, will be destined to be shattered on July 7th, in the vast land of North China.  Under Pingcheng.

    Countless mortar shells suddenly flew over from the rear of Qingshui Battalion. The "clang" sound of the shells being ejected caused goosebumps all over the body. In comparison, Qingshui's artillerymen?The few shells fired were similar to the humming of mosquitoes.

    A mortar regiment, nearly 600 mortars, fired a salvo. What a spectacular scene. Fireworks filled the sky, trailing dark red tail flames, blooming above the heads of the Japanese troops. However, what was sprinkled down was deadly steel.  fragments.

    This is the Special Equipment Research Institute of Huangyadong Base. It is a newly developed mortar air-explosive bomb. It is equipped with a self-destruct fuze. The warhead can explode in the air without touching an object. It is specially developed for killing infantry in large areas. What is important is that it is not safe.  There is no place to hide in a blind corner.

    More than six hundred mortars fired a salvo, covering the Japanese positions. Under the blooming fireworks, the heads of Japanese soldiers were shattered. Even with helmets, they were penetrated by shrapnel. The ** who acted in coordination  The infantrymen of the Fourth Brigade were so angry that they were itching their teeth. These artillerymen were so greedy that they didn¡¯t even leave any Japanese alive. Are we here to clean up the battlefield?

    The soldiers of the 219th Regiment on the Wanping City Wall stopped shooting and stared at the strange sight they had never seen before. The one who had seen thousands of mortar shells exploding in mid-air, especially from a high position, compared  The fireworks on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month are much more spectacular. Oh my God, the Japanese devils below may have exploded into something.

    Setsuro Shimizu's head had turned into a rotten watermelon with brains mixed with broken bones. In order to highlight his command position, he stood on a high ground to let the soldiers see his heroic appearance and boost their morale.  , therefore, he received extra care from air-burst bombs, especially because he disdained wearing a helmet, thinking it was the work of a coward.

    In addition to his head, Setsuro Kiyomizu's chest was scratched with seven or eight sharp shrapnel. Only two legs were intact. The soldiers of the 4th Brigade of the Japanese Army cleaning the battlefield also identified him from the command knife.  identity of.

    For more than an hour, the Japanese Qingshui Brigade, with more than 1,700 soldiers, and officers at all levels, were all killed under the shelling. The sudden attack, coupled with the fierce artillery fire, was surprisingly effective. The infantry suddenly  Before the guns were released, they really became the troops cleaning the battlefield.

    After receiving the report of the complete annihilation of more than 1,700 Japanese troops in the Qingshui Brigade at Yu Wanping City, Yu Guanghan, the new Chief of Staff of the ** Division, hesitated to look at the sleeping division commander, undecided whether he should wake him up.  he?

    Tang Qiuli's sleeping position was rather sweet, resting on Mei Ting's strong thighs and smelling her charming body fragrance. The phone rings in the headquarters were ringing one after another, the "tick-tock" sound of the alarm was heard, and the footsteps of the staff members were hurriedly coming and going.  , the whispering sound seems to be a lullaby.

    Mei Ting smiled apologetically at Yu Guanghan, took the telegram in her hand, and placed it gently on the table next to her. Yu Guanghan turned around and went away. Mei Ting gently stroked his hair, outside  , is the "rumbling" sound of artillery coming from far away.

    She knew that her husband had put in a lot of effort for this battle, spent countless sleepless nights, and racked his brains to think. His physical strength had been exhausted. Now, all the plans were going smoothly, and Mei Ting couldn't bear to wake him up.

    On the outskirts of Peiping, hundreds of thousands of troops were fighting each other, but the supreme commander of one side slept so soundly and snored happily, which can be regarded as a miracle on the battlefield.

    During this period, the Japanese army mobilized nearly 200,000 troops to carry out indiscriminate attacks on various key points guarded by the 29th Peking Army from four directions. Because the defenders had already taken precautions, the Japanese army could not succeed anywhere, and the battlefield was in a stalemate.

    Subsequently, the Japanese army adjusted its deployment and prepared to concentrate its forces to attack several important targets. At this time, the three attack corps of the ** Division launched a sudden attack on the Japanese army who were adjusting their strength, like three sharp swords, stabbing the Japanese army.  .

    The Japanese army, which was adjusting, immediately fell into chaos. In the dark night, they did not know how many Chinese troops were attacking them. They only knew that the shells falling on their heads were endless and filled the sky like hail.

    The strategic layout of the Japanese army was instantly shattered by this sudden attack, and was completely disorganized. The commander-in-chief of the attack on Peiping, the chief of staff of the Japanese North China Garrison Army, Lieutenant General Nishimura Masahashi, also had his headquarters  Several large-caliber shells fell.

    Fortunately, the guards risked their lives to rescue and were spared death. Otherwise, the Japanese army would have killed its highest-ranking general in the first battle of Pingjin, and it would have gone down in history. The headquarters was simply a slaughterhouse, with the bloody corpses of staff officers and guards.  Lying on the ground, the room was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

    Nishimura Masahashi, who was stunned by the shell and just woke up, pushed away the body of the guard who was pressing on him. There was a piece of shrapnel stuck deep in the guard's back. Fortunately, this guy jumped on him, otherwise, this piece of shrapnel would have been  The part hit was the Lieutenant General's heart.

    Nishimura Masahashi couldn't figure out where so many troops appeared without any warning in advance, and the firepower was so fierce. However, one thing he could conclude was that these troops attacking him, must be the direct troops of the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli, the North China Army.

    Other squadrons did not have such a fierce and vicious fighting style. They started with the most violent shelling, and judging from the sound of artillery everywhere, the shelling had not stopped yet.

    Nishimura Masahashi gritted his teeth and ordered the surviving staff officers to immediately call all the troops to inquire about the battle situation. Soon, the troops who could continue to advance all called back saying that they were fiercely attacked by the Chinese army with superior strength and firepower, and  Falling into a situation of being surrounded, I request the Chief of Staff to immediately send troops for reinforcements, otherwise, our entire unit will be in danger of being shattered.

    Nishimura Masahashi was stunned. He couldn't believe that 200,000 elite Imperial Japanese soldiers, who had rehearsed countless plans and carefully prepared the Battle of North China for several years, could end up like this in less than three hours after it started.  situation, why?  where is the problem?

    (To be continued)
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