Chapter 42 City Break

The city is broken!

In the yellow rammed earth and dust, thousands of guard soldiers burst out from their voices in the shocking shouts. The earth outside the city was burned by shells, but it was quiet. The corpses were connected one by one. The snow was white, the blood was red, and the land was black.

For the sake of this black land, soldiers are willing to sprinkle their lives and blood, whether they are middle-aged people or Japanese soldiers.

When the troops suddenly broke through the wall, the soldiers of the gun company carrying 37mm cannons and heavy machine guns were desperate, either carrying barrels, or carrying a footrests, or carrying water-cooled heavy machine guns, carrying scaffolds, carrying ammunition. When the assault forces used machine guns and submachine guns to shoot the remnant enemies on the wall, they Infantry guns and heavy machine guns are carried to the head of the city.

The stacking surface of the city wall is too high for firepower!

It's just that as soon as I shouted out, a combat engineer took out a long can box from the backpack. It was a kilogram of explosive strip, 100% of the TNT explosives imported from Germany. With water and mud, I put a bag of explosives in the explosive box. With a bang, the explosive strips were pressed against the wall, and then a ten centimeter-long fuse was inserted to start the explosion. So.

One, two, three... Ten seconds later, there were continuous violent explosions on the city wall. The infantry cannons and heavy machine guns carried to the head of the city were quickly reassembled. The gunners almost couldn't wait to fire a one-kilogram of small shells at the explosion at the mouth of the bomb.

The range of the 37 infantry gun is not far away, and the maximum is only 1.5 kilometers, but it is enough here. In the condescending shelling, the kilograms of small shells continue to bombard the Japanese army's defense line, while the heavy machine gunners hold the machine gun and aim at any Tibetan blue people in the city to sweep the body. The trajectory of the tray bomb is not in Bai Yu. Obviously, when the occasional ejection hit the grass house, the tow bomb ignited the roof, and the fireworks spread in the city, but more often, they shot bullets at the city where the government office was located, although they could only see the roof of the government office.

The green and red traying ballistics are waving over Fushun. The ballistics and the flow of people charging are all aimed at a target. Fushun Office, which is the headquarters of the Japanese Yalu River Army. At least the information they got before the war, that's right.

In the back flower circle of the Zheng family compound in Fushun, dozens of officers and soldiers were burning password books and other secret documents in front of more than a dozen fires, while the engineers were pressing explosives on the telegraph machine. The sound of gunfire and explosions was getting closer and closer. The Zheng family compound became the headquarters of the Yalu River Army yesterday, and even Yu Lian The cannon hole and so on will be built in time in the future.

"Boom!"

The roof of the living room of the Zheng family's compound, which was close to the bomb, shook off some dust.

Gently flicked off the dust on his shoulder with his fingers. Kawamura Jingming turned his head and looked at Uehara Yongsaku beside him. This engineering expert who had made great contributions to the capture of Lushun. He was originally from the Fourth Army and came to guide the Yalu River Army to carry out operations. As a result... However, at this time, Uehara Yongsaku was wiping himself there. His own saber was the saber given by the emperor after the attack of Lushun.

"Your Excellency Commander, all the military flags have been burned!"

A staff officer quickly ran into the living room with a shell that fell in the yard.

"I know!"

Kawamura Jingming nodded his head. He listened to the gunfire that seemed to be getting closer and closer in the air and knew that time was running out.

"Mr. Uehara, it seems that we can't wait for the "good news" from President Ito!"

There was a trace of sarcasm in his words, and then he sighed heavily.

"In fact, we were defeated from the beginning. Starting from limiting the scale of the war, I hope we can learn from the lessons of the Yalu River Army in the future!"

"Experience?"

Uehara smiled and looked at the sky shrouded in gunpowder smoke outside the door. What kind of experience did he learn from?

"Commander Kawamura, you know, this has nothing to do with experience. If it was last year, we would not be in such a situation where we can't fight. Military strength is determined by the economy. We have fought with the Lu people for a year. We have exhausted the last piece of copper. Between China and Russia, we only You can make a choice."

Kawamura Jingming was silent for a moment. He knew that it was difficult to make such a choice.

"China's threat is the future, but Lucia's threat is in front of him. Tokyo can only choose the latter. Maybe we will humiliate the choice to make a truce with the Chinese, but maybe in a few years, maybe ten years, when the strength of Japan is restored, then the Chinese people will pay their price!"

When Yongzuo Uehara said this sentence, he looked at the headquarters staff and servicemen who had gathered in the hospital. There were only a few hundred officers and soldiers that the headquarters could now mobilize.

"Commander Kawamura, should you say something to everyone?"

Under the reminder of Uehara, Kawamura straightened his military uniform, walked to the corridor in front of the living room, and then held the Meiji Type 3D saber taught by the emperor.

"You have overcome many difficulties, obey orders, be loyal to the country, and fight bravely against enemies with overwhelming troops and equipment. The battle of this legion today means that the whole army of the army has appeared for the first time in the Imperial Army. However, if you are a warrior, you must not be in a hurry to die. Kill the enemy as much as possible and use the blood of the Chinese army! Clean up the shame on our bodies! Please!" Thank you!

As soon as the words fell, Jingming Kawamura bowed to the personnel of the Yalu River Army headquarters in front of him. The staff officers with guns in the courtyard replied at the same time. After the city was broken, they had already known their fate, and now it was only the last moment.

At 8:45 a.m., the radioman ordered by Jingming Kawamura sent another farewell telegram to Tokyo that he thought was his own. As early as Puland, he had sent a similar telegram.

"... The war has reached the last minute. Since the Chinese army launched the attack, with the help of poison gas, although the bravery of our Yalu River officers and soldiers made the ghosts cry and howl, the body could not resist the poisonous power of the poison gas. Even so, our Yalu River officers and soldiers were loyal to the emperor, but they have not changed... However, our officers and soldiers have died one after another. It is deeply regrettable that since China was involved in this war, Tokyo has been unable to compete for the war and many issues. The Chinese army's poison gas is not feared by the officers and soldiers on the front line, but the empire and the indecisive war are a big problem for the imperial generals. If this problem cannot be solved, I am afraid that the future imperial army will repeat the same as the mistakes of the Yalu River Army... At present, the Yalu River The defense line composed of flesh and blood of officers and soldiers was defeated, and all the remaining officers and soldiers will participate in the general attack. I have carried out the flag burning ceremony... I remember that the empire is as generous as a mountain, and I have no regrets. However, today, Kawamura has a word that I have to tell you. Although Lucia is the enemy of Japan, if China rises, there will never be peace. I sincerely hope that more than 70,000 loyal souls of the Yalu River Army can wake up... The commander of the Yalu River Army, Chuancun Jingming, March 22, 38th year of Meiji"

After confirming the telegram, Jingming Kawamura, who was carrying a Western-style Type 3 and 2 command knife, immediately gathered more than 600 staff officers and guards from the headquarters of the 5th Division, the last reserve team of the 5th Division, in the Jinzhou Railway Station, which had been blown up into half ruins. And the messengers.

Although the flying bullets kept passing over his head, Jingming Kawamura, who was holding a command knife, still stood upright on the rubble, looking around at the veils in front of him, officers and soldiers with command knives or rifles.

"Gentlemen, the last moment has come. It's the class of this empire! The emperor's class!"

"It's the class of this empire! The emperor's class! Banzai!"

The desperate staff officers and soldiers shouted crazily with their division commanders, and the wounded who leaned against the wall also waved their arms and shouted. They had received a bayonet for suicide.

"Wo..."

The bullets passing against his neck made Chen Guobang, who personally led the troops to charge, only feel a hot tingling pain in his neck. With a glance, his comrades-in-arms behind him were hit on the forehead. The thrill of walking around the ghost door did not stop Chen Guobang.

On the streets of the city, there are dead bodies on the ground at this time. On the walls and door panels on both sides of the road, the flesh and blood of grenades can be seen everywhere. In a piece of flesh and blood blur, you can even see some broken limbs twisting and moaning in the pool of blood... After the pillar on the roadside, the machine gunner with a light machine gun from time to time to time. With a short shot with a target, someone was knocked to the ground from time to time after the sand bar of the Japanese army.

"Military... Military master, I said that my headquarters is in the yard in front of me. Go to the west alley, open two walls... and you can fight over!"

A middle-aged man lying on the ground with a melon-skin hat and a dog-skin collar stammered. The group of big-headed soldiers broke into his store. What he thought in his mind was to send these plague gods out, so as not to blow up his home.

"Commander? Isn't their headquarters in the government office?

"Military... Lord Jun, you have changed places for a long time. As soon as you fight, you will move your nest. You always go through the alley in the west, catch someone and ask the Zheng family compound. Master Jun, Master Jun, you... You can fight in another place!"

As soon as he heard that the military headquarters had moved his nest and added his dry lips with his tongue, he looked back at more than a dozen wounded in the room, and then looked at the dozens of angry brothers on the street. This little man wanted to eat the headquarters with a small nose, afraid that he would clam his teeth!

But looking at those fat meat can't eat two bites, I'm afraid that I can't close my eyes even if I die.

"Da Genzi, take more than a dozen brothers to explore the road. If it's their nest, hit a red and green signal bomb, understand?"

"Quick hooves, can you still run?"

With a shout, a small first-class soldier who had just finished dressing the wound immediately ran over.

"Your Sir, you can run!"

"You go to contact the camp now, and say that the little nose has moved and asked the camp to send reinforcements to me. Today, we are going to catch Jingming Chuancun alive!"

(to be continued)