Chapter 22 Seizing the Bridge

Dawn, surprisingly quiet! And the darkness before dawn is often surprisingly dark.

Shenyang under the moonlight is also surprisingly quiet. Shenyang City is still a Chinese city. The Japanese army did not enter the city. However, outside the city, along the old station of Shenyang and the new station of Shenyang, tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers who were being repaired nestled around the city. In the Shenyang campaign two days ago, the Russian army suddenly counterattacked and attacked the Japanese army. The Third Army was caught off guard. The losses of the Third Army, which was originally a fierce rush, were quite heavy, which further aggravated his losses.

After the 1st and 2nd armies led by Admiral Weizhen and General Ao Baogong arrived at Tieling one after another and pursued the Russian army, the 1st, 7th and 9th Infantry Divisions and the 2nd Cavalry Brigades of the Third Army, which were heavily lost, were withdrawn to Shenyang to repair and replenish. Although the Japanese army failed to proceed as expected, Shenyang was in China. The Chengyi Army is in the logistics stations of five armies in Manchuria, and although the Third Army is resting, but at the same time, it needs to "defense" Shenyang to prevent any "accidents".

Accident? What will happen?

After Japan explicitly refused to negotiate the "New Tariff Treaty" with China, in the face of the middle [***] team, which is not friendly, and it is the middle [***] people separated by a river, perhaps Japan also feels that it needs to take some precautions.

On both sides of the Liao River, the west coast is the defense line of the middle [***] team after months of painstaking management. Although it later gave up most of the area, on the front line of Shenyang, the guards have been stationed here, and on the east coast, from the 9th, the Japanese army has reconstructed the defense line of the Russian army and built its own front, regardless of Whether the Chinese will launch an attack or not, but out of caution, it is always necessary to make some preparations to build defensive positions or guard positions.

In the darkness before dawn, both east and west seem to be shrouded in a silence, but in the west coast is also shrouded in a dark trench. A steel helmet with the latest equipment blinks in the moonlight, the bayonet of the rifle head reflects the moonlight, and under the helmet are excited and nervous faces.

When the war broke out, some people were excited and some people were nervous. Everyone had a completely different performance. Zhang Bo added his lips, and his gloved left hand couldn't help touching the gun. Then his eyes stared at the company commander on the other side of the attack position. At this time, the company commander was holding a whistle.

And in front of them, every 50 centimeters, there is a simple ladder, which is the ladder to attack.

"Check the ammunition!"

The squad leader and the commanders repeated the orders that had been repeated several times from time to time to check whether the ammunition was available, 120 bullets and 4 grenades per person.

Check the first aid kit, four bandages, two pieces of gauze, and what else, dry food bags and kettles full of fried noodles. As soon as they receive the order to attack, they will not have a chance to eat hot rice again.

In this anxious waiting, the head soldiers of the cooking class raised a hot bamboo basket, which was full of big steamed buns the size of two fists, and they were white-faced, and the fragrance of steamed buns was permeated in the trenches.

"Hurry up, hurry up the steamed buns with big meat stuffing. Each person takes two first, and you can make it as much as possible! That's enough!"

Like grabbing food, the soldiers who were waiting to attack immediately began to grab the steamed buns. Whether they were nervous or not, everyone devoured them like a starving ghost.

"Damn it, it's the last bite of hot rice!"

Li Tianfeng ate the steamed buns and swallowed it with boiling water. He scolded and bit the steamed buns, but tears could not stop flowing. No one knew whether this battle was dead or alive.

"The big meat stuffed buns said by the dog,... If only there was a bowl of mutton noodles!"

Before the war, there was no longer the expectation or anxiety of the past, but all kinds of people in the trenches, perhaps normal or abnormal reactions.

"I'm dead, just a big meat stuffed bun!"

Tie Guoliang scolded. Maybe he felt that the steel hat he had just received a few days ago was too heavy on his head. He took off his helmet. After eating two fragrant big meat buns, he could eat at least eight of them, but now he couldn't eat any more.

" monitor, are you afraid!"

Ma Guozhong, who was holding a light machine gun next to him, asked in a doze. In the past, he shouted the egg of the little devil, but now his legs couldn't help trembling. This was the first time he went to the battlefield. For the soldiers of the 52nd Division, this was not the first time he went to the real battlefield. They killed with the Hezhou Brigade, but It was a war of two eras, and now what they need to face is the army of will and equipment that is by no means inferior to their powers.

"Afraid, afraid of a bird, the little one is not three heads and six arms, bullets can still be killed, and cannonballs can also be killed!"

He muttered.

"Your boy aimed at me at that time. Whether the brothers in the class can survive or not depends on your machine gun!"

He muttered. He raised his head to the national flag on the trench. The national flag was flying to the northwest. They wanted to insert the national flag in Fengtian New Station, with a straight distance of 50 kilometers!

Time...the whistle is ringing!

"Wo!"

With the sound of the bolt closing, the 48 152mm long-range cannons of the First Heavy Artillery Brigade of the First Army were shut down, and the slender barrel of the cannon, which was removed from the gun jacket and camouflage net, pointed straight to the sky. This is a long-range heavy cannon designed with a ship's body barrel, with a range of more than 20 kilometers, almost the longest range in the world. Far ground artillery.

The gunner pulling the gun rope tied the gun rope in his hand with his right hand. Everyone's eyes stared at the small flag over there, waiting for the order to fire the gun. The officers who walked back and forth would open their pocket watches from time to time. The solemn air at the last moment made people suffocate. At the same time, it was a temporary road from more than a dozen roads in the Liaohe River. On the paved railway branch line, a huge cannon spans the cross-shaped railway line. Under the adjustment of the motor, the cannon on the hinged compartment adjusted the shooting angle, "Oh!"

The 800-pound shell was loaded into the gun under the push of the electric pusher, followed by another launcher. While the artillery was loaded, Xue Tian, who was standing on the charging platform, kept giving orders to adjust the angle of fire to complete the 52 times the slender body of the loaded train gun of the 305mm gun. Start slowly pointing straight to the sky at a 45-degree angle of fire.

Du... Just as Xue Tian was adjusting the corner of the railway cannon, accompanied by the whistle in the night sky, a train spewed smoke and roared towards the Liaohe Railway Bridge. It was the only bridge on the Liaohe River. There was a large group of soldiers stationed on the west bank of the bridge. This train was like a train passing from here in the past. There is no difference. It is nothing more than a train carrying goods such as flour or wire and rails. Whether it is the Japanese army or the Russian army, it needs these goods.

Ten minutes later, when the train was still one or two kilometers away from the railway bridge, the train began to slow down. Soldiers with live ammunition in the carriage could tell that the train had slowed down from the trees and buildings on both sides of the railway through the small windows of the doors of the muffled tanker.

"Brothers, put the gun in!"

Pushing the submachine gun forward from under his shoulder, Wang Yi's eyes looked directly at the outside of the carriage, and the sound of the hoarse in the carriage echoed.

"The bayonet!"

Then there was a series of clicked bayonet sounds. In the stuffy tank car along the way, there seemed to be no more rattling sound. It was surprisingly quiet, leaving only the nervous and rapid voice of the soldiers.

Next to the door of the carriage, a soldier was ready to open the door at any time, and then inward, six soldiers with submachine guns and light machine guns aimed at the outside of the carriage. The moment the door was opened, they fired.

In this tense solemn, the train entered the iron bridge, and the train rolled up a gust of wind on the iron bridge. The wind roar became smaller and smaller, and the speed of the train became slower and slower.

On the sentry post surrounded by sandbags on the west of the bridge, the soldier with a gun squinted at the train with electric lights. He felt that today's train seemed to be different from usual. It was not until the train was about to leave the bridge that he realized that the train today did not seem to play the whistle, and the speed was also very slow, and it was getting slower and slower. In a stunned time, he saw that the door of the carriage was suddenly pulled open. Before he could see clearly from the darkness, he felt that more than a dozen shadows jumped out one after another. The shadows fell on the snow but rushed to the sentry.

"Enemy attack!"

This idea just came out. He didn't even wait for him to pull the bolt and open the insurance. He saw a man rushing over the sandbag. The man waved the engineer's shovel in his hand and raised it high. In a moment, he only felt a numbness on his face, and his whole body fell down. The splashed blood stained the snow on the ground. No one shot the soldiers who rushed into the sentry post, and in the same way, the soldiers in the sentry did not have a chance to shoot.

After a short and short soldier meet, three out-shaped bodies were left on the sentry that were cut by the engineers' shovels. At this time, there were rapid gunfire in the distance.

"Jump..."

On the train that had not yet stopped, Wang Yi kept howling. Soldiers jumped off the train one by one, rushed to the military camp with guns, and the rapid sound of gunfire echoed in the air.

"Grenade!"

Almost when they rushed outside the military camp, their counterattack was fierce, but now hundreds of grenades had been thrown into the military camp. In the continuous explosions, when the screams and panicked shouts sounded in the military camp of the military bridge guard, Wang Yi had led his subordinates to attack the barracks from the main gate.

"Chinese!"

When the two sides were torn up, the Japanese soldiers who were not in a hurry to put on cotton-padded clothes and boots could see clearly the enemies who rushed in through the firelight, mostly with a surprise shout. They never dreamed that they would attack them were Chinese, and they were Chinese officers and soldiers. When they discovered this fact, the railway bridge The battle is coming to an end.

"Kill them all! Don't leave a prisoner!"

After emptying a shuttle of bullets, Wang Yi took advantage of changing the magazine and ordered loudly to the people around him. At this time, the strange sound in the air attracted his attention. He looked up at the sky and couldn't see anything, but the sound... was the sound of cannons.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was 4:15 a.m. on March 13.

(to be continued)