The third part of the bloody war of resistance, Chapter 8 of the devilish way, Section 9 of the horn (Five)

In Hankou City, there was a rumbling sound of cannons. Wang Guobin did not place all his troops behind the tank regiment. While waiting for the engineers to build a bridge, he quietly moved the 102nd Division south to the Panlong City area of ​​Henan section of the Mansion. When launching a frontal attack, the 102nd Division forced his crossing of the Hanbei River. The puppet troops guarding this section of the river ran back regardless of the threat of Japanese consultants.

Wuhan garrison commander Junsabu Shimoura asked Anan Weiji for emergency help, while quickly adjusting the deployment, placing the puppet army on the front line and the Japanese army on the second line, and it is strictly forbidden to retreat. The Japanese army on the second line is responsible for supervising the war.

Two Chinese soldiers rushed into Hankou like mercury. In the narrow streets, they crossed houses, rushed towards the Yangtze River, and rushed towards the Han River. The puppet troops blocking the front line quickly collapsed. They had squadrons in front and Japanese troops supervising the battle behind, and they had no choice but to escape, so they simply threw away their guns and knelt on the side to surrender.

The attack was smooth and Wuhan was in sight. The morale of Chinese soldiers was high and they rushed to the railway station. The fierce battle immediately started on the front line of Hankou Railway Station. Shirapu's small troops drew 500 people here, and the entire railway station was filled with firepower points.

Bullets burned in the air, drawing shiny trajectories; shells, with whistling sounds, tear the ground apart.

Between the broken walls, figures leaped, and groups of Chinese soldiers rushed into the railway station under the cover of tanks; the Japanese army fought to the death, and Shimoura personally led more than a hundred reinforcements to roar and fight back to death. But there were too many squadrons, and the tide-like attacks, one wave higher than the other, and the Japanese defense line was shaking.

"Boom" "Boom"

At the critical moment, a group of shells fell from the sky and exploded behind the squadron, cutting the continuous impact waves into two sections. On the Yangtze River, eight warships were like eight fire-breathing volcanoes, with muzzles aimed at Hankou and firing fiercely.

"His" Wang Guobin had already followed him outside Hankou City. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but patting the jeep and cursing: "What are the Air Force doing so many warships on the Yangtze River, but I didn't find what they were doing to eat."

There is no need to watch it at all. Just listening to the whistle of shells, Wang Guobin knew that this was definitely not something that the army artillery could fire. According to the information from the war zone, there were no Japanese warships at the Wuhan Wharf.

"Immediately, telegraph the War Zone Command that there are a large number of Japanese warships at Wuhan Wharf and we are being bombed by them." After getting angry, Wang Guobin turned his head to the radio operator and told the radio operator immediately.

"Order the troops to retreat first." Wang Guobin felt that the attack was too much casualties if he did not solve the Japanese fleet on the Yangtze River first.

The troops retreated one after another, and the regiment commander Du Zhenkui, who led the troops to attack, hurriedly ran to Wang Guobin.

"The commander asked me to lead the troops to rush again." Du Zhenkui was sweating profusely and rushed to Wang Guobin with a 39-style semi-automatic rifle and asked.

"Stop talking nonsense and don't forget the Battle of Shanghai." Wang Guobin was also very angry. The honor of being the first to rush into Wuhan was almost a little bit. The entire Fifth War Zone fought hard for more than a month, and he was holding his breath, not wanting to give this honor to the Ninth War Zone.

The most important thing in the three towns in Wuhan is Wuchang. During the Northern Expedition, the Northern Expedition Army first captured Hankou and Hanyang, and then besieged Wuchang for more than 40 geniuses before finally conquering Wuchang. Conquering Wuchang was the ultimate sign of occupying Wuhan.

"Pull up the 105th heavy artillery for me." Wang Guobin shouted angrily. According to Zhuang Jihua's order, when attacking Hankou and Hanyang, artillery and tanks with a caliber exceeding 105 are not allowed. In addition, the troops made too fast after crossing the Fu River, so that the 105 howitzers landed behind.

Just at this moment, a violent sound of cannons came from the west bank of the Han River. Wang Guobin quickly climbed up a broken wall and looked over there. He saw thick smoke rolling in the direction of Hanyang and fires soaring into the sky.

"Wang Jingjiu's movements are not slow." Wang Guobin thought to himself. He jumped off the broken wall and shouted loudly: "Let the heavy artillery regiment come up quickly and transfer the heavy artillery brigade of the group army."

Wang Guobin and Wang Jingjiu rushed into Hanyang, Hankou, which greatly stimulated Chen Cheng and Xue Yue. Chen Cheng personally flew over the battlefield to supervise the battle. Xue Yue and the commander of the army and the commander of the army were all on the front line.

Rocket launchers, 150 heavy artillery, bombed the Japanese positions one after another. The smoke of gunpowdered the sun and dyed the day into the night; the flames turned the night into the day. Just as the artillery fire passed, a large number of planes flew over the Japanese positions again, and raindrop-like bombs fell from the sky, turning those days into the night again.

On the ground, the commanders and commanders of the army came to the front to supervise the battle, and the squadron launched an attack that was higher and higher. The crumbling defense line finally collapsed. Xue Yue finally broke out a bloody path among the hills of Hesheng Bridge. Takeuchi Shunjiro fought and walked, quickly retreated. After retreating across Jiangxia District, he did not retreat directly to Wuchang, but turned to Jiufeng Mountain in the northeast.

Xue Yue did not speculate why Takeuchi Shunjiro retreated to the northeast. He sent the 30th Army to pursue Takeuchi, and rushed towards Wuchang with the 18th Army as the vanguard.

Squadrons around Wuhan came to Wuhan one after another. The three towns of Wuhan were about to set fire to the sky, and the sound of killing was everywhere.

On the dock, the expatriates listened in fear to the sound of cannons coming from all directions. A group of soldiers passed by them and rushed onto the ship waiting at the dock. They left immediately as soon as the ship was full. The waiting for the last two days made the expatriates exhausted, and the sudden intensified sound of cannons made them even more frightened. They knew very well that once the army evacuated, the angry Chinese would tear them to pieces.

Another group of soldiers covered in smoke and blood rushed from the city. The leader saluted a major general standing at the dock, and then waited by the side with the soldiers. The ship full of soldiers had just left the dock, and another boat was leaning over. At another berth, another group of soldiers was getting on the boat.

"General, when will we get on the boat?" A gray-haired old man approached the major general who was commanding the pier and asked.

"Don't worry," the major general replied with a happy look: "Look, the commander is still there, and he is not on the ship either."

Anan Weiji stood in the most conspicuous place on the pier. Until now, he had rejected the suggestion of letting him get on the boat three times, and silently looked at the city where he had stepped under the horse's hooves. At that time, the city was so obedient, but now he felt that the city was on the eve of the eruption.

The sky gradually darkened, and Anan Weiji breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the sky darkened, the threat from the sky disappeared. The Chinese Air Force rarely dispatched at night, so that at least one whole night could retreat.

"Boom" "Boom" Several huge water columns rose from the river surface, and three fighter jets rushed down from the clouds. Several fire chains scraped across the ground, and the bluestone slabs shattered. On the dock, the crowd dodged to both sides. The adjutant rushed up to pull Anan Weiji away, but Anan Weiji pushed away angrily.

Anan Weiji was very eager for those bullets to pierce his body. Hubei was defeated in northern Hubei and Wuhan was lost. Now the dispatched army headquarters and the military headquarters have not settled the score with him. However, after evacuating Wuhan, they must settle the score with him. Even if they don’t settle the score, he himself cannot forgive himself. In the past two months, he has ruined 100,000 soldiers of the imperial army, and to some extent, the war has also been ruined.

Since the Chinese army began to counterattack in Dahongshan, pain has been biting his heart, just like a knife slowly cutting his heart, making it extremely painful.

The plane continued to rage, but the sunset gradually dominated the sky, and the horizon became as bloody as red, stacked layers.

The gunshots and cannons were still rumbling, and the squadron's attack did not slow down due to time at all. What's even more dangerous is that fierce gunfire also came from Wuchang City.

From the end of the road, a group of people came. They were not like soldiers, wearing all kinds of clothes. They stumbled towards the docks, and the diaspora was quiet at first, but then they started to stir. As an old man came up, many elderly people and children came up, and the crying gradually came and gradually increased.

"Where is Mom?" A child asked, pulling the corner of a middle-aged man's clothes. Big tears slid across the middle-aged man's face, and he picked up the child silently, and more people hugged him silently.

There were also hundreds of elderly people and children looking for each other in a daze in the crowd, father, son, and daughter. More than ten days ago, they left home, picked up their weapons, and walked onto the battlefield, but now, they have not come back.

The crying became louder and louder, the old man cried silently, and the child began to scream, crying on the dock.

The soldiers waiting to board the boat were looking at them silently, with sadness in their eyes.

When the major general saw this scene, he sighed slightly in his heart. The group of soldiers in the village could still come back alive. There is no doubt that the front-line commanders were kind-hearted and did not let them launch a death counterattack.

Just as he didn't know whether he should go up to interrupt them, he saw Anan Wei walking up to them as soldiers, bowing deeply at them, and then keeping his posture unmoved, the crying expatriates reacted, held back their tears, and saluted him collectively. Several old men walked up to him and gave him a deep greeting.

"I'm sorry, sorry, please forgive me, General."

"I'm sorry, it's my responsibility." Anan Weiji got up after he finished speaking, and turned around and left before the old man could reply.

The major general hurriedly walked to the expatriates and called them to board the boat. The expatriates carried boxes and walked towards the boat with their children crying and grief. There were more than 3,000 expatriates at this pier, and they quickly filled four wooden sailboats. The sailboat drifted deep and slowly drove away from the pier.

In the dark night, the last boat left the dock. This one had just left the dock. A blue sky and white sun flag rushed to the dock in the flames. The remaining small group of soldiers were still fighting to the death at the dock, and they had no chance of rebirth.

When the sun penetrated the clouds and dawn returned to the earth, gunfire subsided, cannons disappeared, blue sky and white sun flags fluttered high in the Wuhan Municipal Government Building, and soldiers fell tiredly into the rubble and fell asleep deeply.

Citizens rushed out of every corner, rushed to the streets, to the rebellion gate, and cheering crowds were everywhere, and excited citizens were everywhere. Jeeps were covered with red ribbons and cannons were wrapped in colorful silk. Countless people rushed into the grocery store, threw down money, picked up wine, ran away, and delivered to the hands of tired soldiers.

Wuhan has become a sea of ​​joy

It's a little late today, please forgive me

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