265 thin drag on

264 thin dragging to death (Part 1)

Twilight.

Yang Fan boarded the deck of the Chuyu and looked around. On the water of the Yangtze River, the smoke and rain were picturesque, and all kinds of ships shuttled back and forth. Guo Jing's brigade had lined up to board the ship in a bustling manner.

The Jiujiang attack that began in the early morning of the next day was being prepared in an orderly manner.

Yang Fan felt that the battle plan of the General Staff was very carefully considered. He chose such weather to land and fight at an extraordinary time.

The weather forecast made by Li Dashuai throwing a lot of money turned out to be a boring trick.

That night, when Wang Zhanyuan couldn't sleep in Jiujiang City, Yang Fan fell asleep.

At night, the wind is stronger. On the surface of Poyang Lake, the strong wind swept by, setting off waves.

The whistling of the strong wind and the beating of the lake drowned the motor sound of dozens of Jiangzi submarines that were rushing towards Gutang.

Three transport ships and dozens of landing boats have entered more than 1,000 meters away from the landing site of Gutang in a blink of an eye.

On the Beiyang Army position in Gutang, an officer-like man yawned out of the guard headquarters.

" Cheer up! Adults have a destiny: Strengthen your vigilance and never neglect.

He kicked the dozed soldier.

The Beiyang soldier picked up the hat strap that fell on the ground and got up. He was fascinated by a pile of eye excrement at the corners of his eyes. He nodded and bowed and smiled, "Your officer, it's all right. It's going to be fine. The bandits also want to sleep..."

"What's the sound?" The officer pricked up his ears and asked.

The Beiyang soldier also pricked up his ears to listen, like the sound of the motor of a ship. The officer and the soldier rushed to the trench and looked at the river. It was dark, and there was drizzle and strong wind. It was dark. There were more than a dozen big things rushing to the sinking and floating river. In addition, the sound of the motor through the wind and rain, the sound of the river became clearer and clearer and it was stupid. Everyone knows what's going on.

"Enemy attack! ～～～”

The two unlucky guys opened their voices and the wolves howled, but they shouted, and their voices were covered by the sharper roar.

The artillery fire of the National Revolutionary Army on the island of Shoe Mountain in the lake flew overwhelmingly to the position of the Gutang garrison, making a sharp sound of breaking the air. The fireballs reflected the dark night sky in Gutang.

Booming, a series of explosions woke the chief battalion commander of the Gutang garrison from his sleep. The deafening loud noise almost pulled him up from the march. The earth seemed to tremble in this loud noise, and the roof shook down, leaving the battalion commander all over his body.

"Shir, the bandits are attacking."

Not waiting for the battalion commander to wake up, a Beiyang soldier rushed in in panic.

"Fuck mud horse!" The battalion commander scolded angrily, "Are you still a little calm as a soldier?"

With that, the battalion commander grabbed the saber hanging on the wall and hurried out.

The night sky outside has been reflected by the firelight, and the heat wave swept over from the distance. In the south in early July, it was hot and unbearable, coupled with such a firelight rendering, it was even more enthusiastic. And when the sprinkled blood was added to it, it was like boiling water in a pot, rolling up the heat wave.

The landing craft of the National Revolutionary Army, like a prehistoric monster in the Yangtze River, rushed to the shore fiercely and fearlessly.

The head of the Beiyang battalion commander, who commanded the saber, flowed like a cold sweat waterfall on his forehead, staring at the cannon fire that hit the front of his position. He once fought with Wang Zhanyuan with the Hubei army in Hubei. He is familiar with the fighting style of this army. "Night attack" is a standard for this fierce army.

"Hear it!" The battalion commander opened his throat and shouted crazily.

"Sailiff, the position of the 1st Infantry Company was fiercely attacked by the bandits." The adjutant next to him came over in a hurry.

"Tell Zhao Bailao, the commander of the 1st company, that I must completely contain the bandit army in front of their front." The battalion commander waved his hand manicly and said, "Order, the 2nd and 3rd companies form an assault from the left and right wings to annihilate the bandit army before the front line."

"Yes." The adjutant didn't care how ridiculous the order was. He ran to pass the order in a panic.

"Crazy guy!" Looking at the artillery-fire front in the distance, the battalion commander's waterfall sweated more happily.

Do these crazy Hubei troops have no other way to attack than the night attack? It's crazy! Is this how these bandits like the night?

Looking at the dark shadows in the night reflected by the fire, the battalion commander of the Beiyang Army really couldn't figure out why the "bandit army" was so crazy.

An officer of the National Revolutionary Army stood in the bow of the stranded landing ship and shouted at the soldiers who jumped off the ship one after another: "Comrades! After the land revolution, families were divided into fields and lived a good life, but the Beiyang government wanted to shoot away our fields and prevent us from living a good life. What do you think we should do?

"Down with the Beiyang government!" The soldiers roared!

"What else did you say! Come with me and kill Beiyang!"

A group of people charged like chicken blood!

Seeing the two brigades of the "bandit army" infantry pressing up from the left and right wings respectively, not only the battalion commander of the Beiyang Army pinched the waterfall sweat one after another, but also tightened his heart.

"Tell them that you must hold on to me. Even if you are dead, you have to hold on to me." The battalion commander of the Beiyang Army said mercilessly to the adjutant beside him, "There are a lot of people killed in Jiangxi. They will be captured by these poor ghosts. They are worse than death!" No one wants to dream of being spared."

"Yes!" The adjutant's cold sweat kept flowing.

The officers and soldiers of a battalion of the Beiyang Army guarding Gutang fought hard under the threat of death and fought fiercely with the National Revolutionary Army.

The Beiyang position in Gutang has become the target of the artillery fire of the National Revolutionary Army. The shells almost fell down in piles. Those 75mm mountain cannons almost turned over the whole position. The place where the shells fell were almost a huge crater, and the trenches were also ploughed.

It was under such gunfire that the officers and soldiers of the Beiyang Army were blown up in pieces, almost into a broken ditch-like trench, and the Beiyang Army also opened the prelude to the tenacious resistance. The roar of Maxim's heavy machine gun and the sound of Mauser 79 emission have never stopped.

The officer of the National Revolutionary Army held the saber in his hand and waved his right hand gracefully behind his back. Hundreds of National Revolutionary Army soldiers slanted their rifles with bayonets and slowly pressed on the battlefield surrounded by fireworks.

The flag bearer stood beside the officer with a bloody five-star red flag. The soldiers in the beginning of the People's Republic of China not only dressed up like Japan, but also many non-commissioned officers studying in Japan always like to command his troops and launch an attack with such a very Japanese demeanor. Of course, the Japanese army in the early civil era still had the style of the German army, and it still wore a big-brimmed hat on its head. However, now the regular army of the National Revolutionary Army has upgraded the big-brimmed hat without any protective effect to a steel helmet.

When the roar of artillery finally stopped, the National Revolutionary Officer took the lead in pulling out his saber, led his central breakthrough force, and launched an attack on Gutang.

The officers of the National Revolutionary Army have always been the first soldiers!

The figures of the National Revolutionary Army soldiers in the distance have been faintly visible. The formations of these National Revolutionary Army troops wearing cold green military uniforms and "pot covers" are very open or even loose. This is the reason to prevent the dense formation from being suppressed by the artillery of the Beiyang Army.

"I'm ready, wait, wait... The bandits are close and fight~~" The battalion commander of the Beiyang Army wiped a cold sweat, and his voice floated from not far away, dragging a long trill.

The Beiyang soldiers lying on the wall of the trench silently pulled out the rope of the grenade at hand, and at the same time pinched a cold sweat, waiting for the National Revolutionary Army to come up. These are also veterans of a hundred battles. At this time, they also show their due calmness.

The machine gunner not far away was busy hanging the bullet chain with the help of his deputy. Don't think about it. After a while, their Maxim must be the nightmare of the "bandit army". After all, under the rain of bullets, death is ubiquitous.

"200 meters, the enemy is about to come up." One after another, there were continuous shouts.

"100 meters, get ready!"

The National Revolutionary Army is also silently calculating the distance of the charge.

The barbed wire in front of the line of defense has long been blown up by dense artillery fire, and the blocked wooden piles and deer fortresses that are obliquely inserted in the soil have also been burned black. Except for the large and small craters all over the position, they have long been blown into half trenches. Many fixed fire points have long been directly blown up by large-caliber shells.

"Forward!"

In the passionate shouts, groups of soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army, under the leadership of officers at all levels wielding sabers, launched the last distance to the position of the Beiyang Army at a distance of less than 100 meters.

"All ready!" The battalion commander of the Beiyang Army shouted to the soldiers on both sides, "Go up the bayonet!"

At least two waves of the National Revolutionary Army rushed out of the night. If there is no accident, there will be at least one wave in the future. He has a fight with the National Revolutionary Army in Hubei Province. He is familiar with the use of wave shocks, which is the most significant feature of the National Revolutionary Army's combat. In this way, he can maintain a non-stop charge, so that the other party does not have enough strength to form resistance. According to a impact distance of 100 meters, the frontal depth of the National Revolutionary Army's attack is at least 300 meters.

The commander of the Beiyang barracks frowned and frowned, and the waterfall was sweating coldly. The cold sweat of his whole life was over tonight.

"It seems that there is a big trouble this time."

He clearly knew the troops in his hand, and now he is smoked on the stove. After only a burst of shelling, the casualties of the Beiyang troops were too large, and more than half of the casualties were in each battalion in the Gutang position. He is not optimistic that Wang Zhanyuan can defend Jiujiang City at all.

"Forward!" The National Revolutionary Army, wielding sabers, commanded their respective troops to launch rounds of attacks on the positions of the Beiyang Army.

At the same time as the infantry launched the attack, at the landing site, more large and small landing ships and transport ships were forcibly rushing to the beach at night, sending a large number of National Revolutionary Army troops to Gutang and unloading the loaded materials at the same time. The soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army who waded and landed jumped off the string of the ship like wolves and tigers, wildly straddled the turbid beach head of the river, rushing ashore like a tide. There are people's heads and scolding everywhere.

The surface of the river is full of moored warships. On the mast, the bloody five-star red flag stretched in the night and was cracked by the river wind.

Large-caliber naval guns flashed bursts of orange fire from time to time. The gunpowder smoke was soon torn apart by the night wind. Groups of shells were like bombed wasps, buzzing across the sky and blowing up rows of fire in the distance.

The wave attack of the National Revolutionary Army is like a turbid river, rushing to the position of the Beiyang Army. Groups of figures are surging under the night, and countless steel helmets are fluttering under the firelight.

"Forward!"

Everyone is fighting frantically.

"Damn mud horse, take me to say hello to your ancestors."

Someone shouted rudely and threw out the grenade in his hand.

Boom!! Between the broken earth, several Beiyang soldiers were immediately blown down and howled.

"Attack!" The National Revolutionary Army, waving its saber, rushed forward step by step, commanding their respective troops to attack the positions of the Beiyang Army one after another.

The Mark Qin heavy machine gun of the machine gun squadron squadron was also quickly set up in the charging queue, splashing bullets on the defense line of the Beiyang Army.

The soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army crawling forward on the ground crawled forward under the cover of the fierce rain of machine gun bullets, while hitting the wild firepower of the Beiyang Army. On the whole front, bullets flew across the battlefield for a while.

Several brothers next to the National Revolutionary Army officer who rushed to the front were knocked down by flying bullets one after another. The firepower of Mark Qin's heavy machine gun of the Beiyang Army was so fierce that it almost swept over close to the ground, and many of the charging brothers were killed.

If you don't have a lot of charging experience and a lot of systematic training, it is estimated that the deaths and injuries will be more serious. However, in terms of firepower, the firepower intensity of the National Revolutionary Army is far higher than that of the Beiyang Army. This is also the smoothness of their charge after all, and he can't understand it any more.

"For the new China, move forward!"

The general who knelt on one knee waved his saber forward.

A short distance away, another general suddenly jumped up and shouted, "For the new China, move forward!"

"Forward!"

Perhaps it was the reason why they were infected by the brave actions of the two officers. The soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army, who had just been suppressed, howled strangely, got up, and launched a new round of attack in the frenzied shouts.

"Shoot!"

The saber of the National Revolutionary Army officer on his shoulder suddenly waved forward, and his machine gun squadron was the most direct fire support in the whole central position.

Without the fire support of those light and heavy machine guns, the army may be suppressed by the firepower of the Beiyang Army.

The rain of bullets was everywhere, and the sound of grenades exploded one after another, and the ship-borne guns of the National Revolutionary Army rushed to hit the shells. Booming, the explosive smoke clouds rose one after another, the broken earth splashed around, and the air waves and fire light mixed with fragments of shells were flying everywhere.

Under the fierce fire of the National Revolutionary Army, Beiyang soldiers continued to fall, and the whole Gutang front was torn open by the National Revolutionary Army.