Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 264

Chapter 264 Streets of Southern Hunan

“I am Tantai Mingyue!”

“I'm on the front line of Songjiang!”

This is the headline on the front page of the morning newspapers that China's largest newspaper groups such as Jinling Daily and Shenbao started selling at around 8 a.m. in the early morning of November 7, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China.

The 'Tantai Mingyue Battlefield Diary' has been silent for almost a week! ' After the Battle of Sihang Warehouse, it once again occupied the attention of people in major cities in China.

Songjiang is a little-known place on the Chinese map. Except for the locals in Jiangnan, few people from other provinces know that such a place exists.

But the word "frontline" makes it extremely clear that it is still a battlefield there, and Songhu is at stake.

“Many people may want to ask me where Songjiang is and why this strange place name has never appeared in previous battlefield reports.

Yes, this small town located in the southwest of Songhu has been unknown since the rise of the prosperous city of Songhu. If you have not read poetry or stayed in your hometown for a long time and have never heard of the name of this small town, then it is. Nothing but normal things.

But I believe that from today, no, maybe from yesterday, Songjiang City will be destined to become a symbol that our country cannot forget in this war.

One hundred thousand Japanese troops landed at Jinshanwei Beach two days ago. As long as they break through the obstacles of Jinshan County and Songjiang City, in front of them is a vast plain, and the flanks of the army that is confronting the main force of more than 200,000 Japanese troops will be Will be opened by them. "

Tantai Mingyue's battle report frankly and cruelly showed the plight of the main force of the Songhu army before the eyes of the people.

At this time, there was nothing that could shake the morale of the military. Since the Japanese troops began to land at Jinshanwei on November 5, the infantry divisions on the front line have successively entered a state of retreat. The Japanese army of 100,000 troops is fiercely attacking the flanks. Although all levels The chief officer is still secretive, but in fact, it is no longer a military secret under the word of mouth.

Ordinary people may have no idea about this move played by the Japanese army. After all, there are still 500,000 troops in the west of Shanghai. Even if there are 100,000 more Japanese troops, it will not collapse!

But in the eyes of those people who have read some books and have some knowledge, this move of the Japanese is too poisonous. In any position, the main defense force, whether in terms of troops or fortifications, will be placed on the front, and the flanks will often be weakness.

It is absolutely impossible to build those trench systems that are as intertwined as a spider web in a few days. Therefore, if the Japanese army landed by Jinshan Guards breaks through Songjiang, they will face the defenders without much flank defense system. , with their superior artillery fire, it was only a matter of time before they penetrated the flanking positions.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of troops will be attacked from both sides, and it would be strange to remain undefeated.

In various major cities in China, countless people looked at the frank and cruel news in newspapers and their faces turned pale.

Those hundreds of thousands of troops are the elite of each province. Perhaps those who are reading the newspaper have close relatives and friends on the battlefield where the entire army is about to be annihilated. How can they not worry?

The streets of the capital of Shonan Province.

An old woman in rather old clothes but with a well-starched bun and neatly combed hair grabbed a young student who was running hurriedly with a newspaper under his arm and a paint bucket: "Yo'er, they all said that in the newspaper I'm talking about the war on the front line, can you read it to me?”

"Oh! I'm busy right now! Look what I'm holding in my hand. I'm writing a slogan calling on aspiring young people to join the army and defend their country! Can you find someone else?" The young man's face showed a little impatience. , but considering that the old woman is over sixty years old, her words are still polite.

“Besides, it's not of much use to you to hear about the war on the front line. You're just a little more worried. It's better not to know than to know. You'd better go home quickly!”

"I know you are busy!" After hearing what the young man said, the old woman's eyes showed disappointment, but she did not continue to pester the young man. She loosened her hand that was tightly holding the young man's clothes, lowered her head forward, and mouthed He muttered: "But my Man Yazi is also fighting there, how can I not worry?"

“Wait a minute, Yao!” The young man who was about to leave was slightly startled, and quickly took a few steps to catch up. "You said you are also fighting there?"

“My man!” The old woman took out a black and white photo from her arms. "He asked someone to bring this back years ago."

In the photo, a middle-aged soldier with an honest face is sitting upright and unsmiling. The three gold stars on his collar badge remind the young man that he is an army colonel.

Young people are in awe!

It's not just the army colonel in the photo, but the plainly dressed old woman in front of her doesn't look like the mother of a regiment leader at all.

“Your son is the leader!”

"I don't know if he is the regiment leader or not. I only heard him ask someone to send a message back saying that he was going to fight with some "tiger"! He said that the Japanese devils were coming and he was going to drive them back."

“Songhu!”

"Yes, it's that Songhu!" "Okay, then I'll read you today's newspaper. What's your son's name? Is he the leader of our Hunan Army?"

The so-called Hunan Army is naturally the descendants of the Southern Hunan Province. This is the result of more than ten years of warlord wars in China. As long as the name of the province is in front of the army, 90% of its grassroots officers and soldiers are descendants of the province.

The old woman lives in the capital of Shonan Province, and it is natural that her son is a Hunan soldier.

"I don't know about that army. My son's name is Zhang Yi!" When the old woman heard that the young man was about to read the newspaper to her, there was some hope in her eyes.

Since the youngest son went to the battlefield, the two sons at home have never mentioned anything about what happened on the battlefield. The younger daughter-in-law doesn't say anything about it in front of others, but she knows that she often sheds tears behind her back. She knows that they are all afraid of worrying her.

However, the mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles away. Not to mention fighting with others, even if her son leads the army and is stationed abroad, she will not see him for several months in a row, and she will often wake up in the middle of the night because of worry.

Even if no one mentioned it, how could she not be worried as a mother?

Sitting at home, she couldn't hear any news about the battlefield. She wandered on the street when she had nothing to do. The neighbors who were familiar with her family's situation probably got the advice and only talked about the good and not the bad, but she didn't believe that there was any harm in the war. Not dead!

The Yi'er in front of me was caught casually on the street, so he shouldn't lie to her!

The old woman has her own logic of judgment.

“Tantai Mingyue was lucky enough to meet the 67th Army who had transferred from the North China battlefield at the station. They would rush to Songjiang to block the 100,000 Japanese troops and buy us enough time to re-arrange our defenses on the Western Shanghai battlefield.

Yes, their entire army is the hope of our Songhu army. We can understand this, and so do the Japanese.

Anyone with a little knowledge of military knowledge will understand what kind of battlefield Songjiang will face.

But all the officers and men of the 67th Army did not hesitate and swore an oath in the wilderness in front of the station, and rushed to Songjiang City to meet the Japanese army that had entered the beach landing operation.

Here, I must not mention the Chinese soldiers stationed at Jinshan Guard. It was their sacrifice of life that bought a rare twelve hours for Songjiang City, Huxi, and the entire China.

Among them, the colonel of the 377th Regiment of the 62nd Division of the Hunan Army led the entire regiment to defend Jinshan County until the dusk of November 5th. In the end, only one communications soldier was left in the regiment who was ordered to go to Songjiang to report the battle situation. The rest were all loyal to the country! "

The young man choked up after reading this.

Because, the name of the colonel leader is Zhang Yi, and he belongs to the 62nd Army of the Hunan Army.

If nothing else happens, the old woman in front of her who is worried about her little son will never see him again in this life.

“Yo'er, why are you crying?” When the old woman heard that an infantry regiment had all died in battle, she clenched her hands tightly and her heart rose to her throat. "What's the name of their leader?"

"娭毯! A regiment of our Hunan Army was killed in battle. As a native of southern Hunan, do you think I can stop crying? The name of the regiment leader was not written in the newspaper. It must be a military secret!" The young man slapped the back of his hand hard. He wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes and explained hurriedly.

“Oh!” the old woman believed it.

Although it is very sad that a regiment of the Hunan Army was killed in battle, for the old mother who was extremely worried about her son at the moment, nothing was more important than hearing the news about her son.

Perhaps, for her, no news is good news.

“On the morning of November 6, the Songjiang Command sent an artillery team to ambush the banks of the Huangpu River, damaging three Japanese gunboats and annihilating more than 400 Japanese troops who landed by gunboats!

At 1:00 noon on November 6, our Songjiang Cavalry Battalion encountered a Japanese cavalry reconnaissance squadron along the Huangpu River. After a fierce battle, 98 of its officers and below were wiped out!

On the evening and night of November 6, the arriving Japanese troops bombarded our positions around Songjiang City indiscriminately. Our Songjiang defenders fought back hard and repelled several rounds of Japanese attacks.

By three o'clock in the morning, a part of our garrison came out from the south gate, sneaked into the Japanese position and attacked at night, annihilating more than 300 Japanese invaders, and retreated completely. It can be said to be a great victory! "

The young man with tears still in his eyes read the subsequent battle report, but because of the subsequent consecutive victories, his voice became more and more passionate!

Listening to his almost roaring roar of victory, more and more people gathered around him, and the crowd cheered involuntarily.

Even the old woman, who was holding a photo of her son tightly in her hand, couldn't help but smile on her face.

For her, the more Japanese she kills, the safer her son will be.

At this moment, she may be a little selfish, but she is a mother!

(End of this chapter)

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