Chapter 10: The Ambush at Piyu River

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  The sound of the motorcycle engines of the Japanese search party was the signal for battle!

  Song Yuanhang and Huang Xianxiao almost simultaneously put down their binoculars, Huang Xianxiao took a cold breath, he estimated that this group of Japanese devils had at least 500 people, while the second battalion he brought today was actually short of four companies, neither in terms of manpower nor firepower did they have the upper hand.

  Song Yuanhang patted Huang Xianxiao's shoulder and smiled slightly: "Since I've met my brother, this good thing can't be taken by you alone! Let's take down the little devils together!"

  Huang Xianxian cast a grateful glance at Song Yuanhang, and the two immediately formulated a simple battle plan. Coincidentally, three M3 light tanks of the Constabulary Regiment happened to be nearby. Therefore, Song Yuanhang decided to lure the Japanese troops to the front line of the Constabulary Regiment's position, with the tanks launching a surprise attack first, while the 599th Regiment cut off the Japanese army's retreat route, striving to deliver a crushing blow to this Japanese force.

  Song Yuanhang and Huang Xianxiao returned to their respective command positions, waiting for the Japanese army to enter the ambush area!

  The ambitious Song Yuanghai climbed into the M3 light tank, for the later precision advanced tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, the M3 was more like a bulldozer with a turret fire control system!

  The tank's hull front and side armor plates are vertical, the main armament is 1 x 37mm cannon, secondary armaments are 5 x 7.62mm machine guns, 1 mounted on the right side of the gun, 1 mounted on the right front of the hull, 2 mounted in the machine gun mounts on both sides of the hull, and 1 mounted on the small command turret on top of the turret.

  Compared to the famous M4 Sherman, Song Yuanghai is more inclined towards the latter! Although the 37mm cannon has a serious lack of power, it can still deal with most Japanese tank models.

  Song Yuanhang personally took control of the vehicle and drove the commander out, sitting in front of the sighting telescope himself. "Left 21! Elevation three degrees! Grenade ready!"

  The motorized units of the Japanese army acted very quickly, and recklessly they neither sent out vanguards to occupy the high ground at the bridgehead nor did they conduct firepower reconnaissance, but instead sat calmly in their vehicles as if on a tour.

  200 meters/100 meters/50 meters, the Japanese are getting closer and closer. If they get close, they can easily discover the temporary blocking positions of Chinese soldiers, especially snipers. In their scopes, the huge heads of the Japanese are swaying back and forth, almost filling the entire field of view.

  Japanese soldiers sitting in the car are singing military songs loudly, smiles blooming on everyone's face, as if the war had already ended, and the search team turned into a travel group?

  The Chinese soldier lying in ambush began to sweat as he gripped his gun, his finger on the trigger seeming no longer his own.

  This is Song Yuanghai testing his troops, facing the Japanese infantry with excellent personal tactical skills and ferocity. There were not many Chinese troops that dared to let the Japanese army approach within 50 meters before opening fire, and Huang Xianchang on the other side of the forest was even more worried for Song Yuanghai.

  After all, Huang Xianxun did not understand the combat effectiveness of the Military Censorship Corps. He only knew that if the Japanese army broke through his warning line today, he would be killed by the division commander before being tried in a military court.

  Finally, in the sight of the telescope, at a distance where the Japanese officer's small mustache and the floral pattern on the hilt of his samurai sword could be clearly seen as he sat on the motorcycle, Song Yuanhang let out a loud shout and fired!

  After three tanks finished shooting, they quickly accelerated and rushed out of the forest in a pincher formation, charging straight onto the bridge.

  Ishibe Ichiro's motorcycle, although running at the front of the group, unexpectedly got flipped over by the shockwave from a truck explosion and crashed into the Piyu River with a loud roar, narrowly escaping disaster!

  The cannon fire was the order, and with a few loud explosions, the last two trucks of the Japanese army convoy almost simultaneously burst into rolling black smoke and flames. In the falling limbs and broken arms, several Japanese soldiers covered in blood and flames jumped out of the truck, and were immediately hit by dense gunfire, twitching and falling on the dusty road.

  The snipers trained by Song Yuanhang began to show their skills, this was the best opportunity for them to put what they had learned into actual combat. The sniper positions were mostly set up on small hills about 100 meters behind the blocking position, with a wide field of view, making the Mauser sniper rifle have an almost terrifying accuracy at a distance of 100 meters, and it was not a problem to hit the target every time. The snipers immediately locked onto the Japanese officers, sergeant majors and other targets wearing military swords as their shooting targets.

  Due to the loss of Commander Isobe Ichiro from the beginning, the grassroots officers were also enthusiastically focused on by snipers, and the Japanese search team fell into chaos. However, the experienced and well-trained Japanese army soon discovered that almost all the bullets came from the north side, and the south side of the car was relatively safer. The Japanese army, which had lost its command, spontaneously gathered in groups of three or five, slowly approaching each other.

  Even several Japanese soldiers under the command of a sergeant had already started counterattacking with grenade launchers!

  In the dust raised by the grenade explosion, Song Yuanhang's blocking troops began to suffer casualties. The firing rate of the Japanese Type 38 rifle was not as fast as the submachine gun used by the Chinese constabulary.

  In the initial stages of the battle, automatic weapons inflicted heavier casualties on the Japanese troops. However, when they retreated to a distance of 100 meters, the accuracy of the submachine guns significantly decreased, and at this time, the power of the individual shooting accuracy of the Japanese soldiers gradually emerged.

  More than 300 Japanese soldiers have occupied a mound on the opposite side of the highway, relying on the firepower supported by two Type 92 heavy machine guns and several Type 11 light machine guns to fight a stalemate with Huang Xianxuan's troops responsible for cutting off the retreat route. Especially the position of the two Type 92 heavy machine guns was in a small depression, and the 37mm cannon on the tank was naturally out of reach.

  The counterattack launched by Huang Xianxian quickly collapsed under the dense, accurate and effective suppressive fire of the Japanese army, with dozens of Chinese soldiers' corpses scattered in front of the position, and even Huang Xianxian himself was hit in the right arm.

  It was clear that Song Yuanghai had overlooked one thing, that is, the search team of any country's military force, undoubtedly without exception, were all composed of the most powerful elite troops. The 112th Search Team they encountered was the most elite combat unit of the 55th Division.

  Song Yuanhang inside the tank apparently did not anticipate the occurrence of such a stalemate. Although three tanks were continuously firing and using their coaxial machine guns to suppress the Japanese firepower, they were ultimately unable to inflict effective casualties on the Japanese.

  Song Yuanhang finally calmed down, recalling the few lines recorded in his war diary. On March 19th, the Japanese enemy's 112th Regiment search team broke through the second hundred division 599th regiment's warning detachment ambush circle. His unit coordinated with light armored vehicles to bravely fight and kill the enemy, killing over 300 Japanese soldiers and capturing countless spoils!

  Song Yuanhang couldn't help but smile wryly, his previous life was about precision shooting, also known as a sniper, and he didn't have any actual experience commanding troops in battle. The only few times of combat experience were against ordinary bandits, and the real combat experience was only that one time when he single-handedly fought off an unnamed small town.

  As casualties mounted, Song Yuanhang, who had originally planned to fight a decisive battle, grew so angry that his teeth itched: "Heaven has a road you don't take, hell has no gate you open by yourself."

  After a brief coordination, Song Yuanhang informed the remaining six war cars to encircle the Japanese army from behind, where a large area of riverbank was exposed due to the dry season, and he himself led a platoon of constabulary soldiers following three war cars to launch an attack on the flank of the Japanese army's position.

  After Huang Xianxian discovered Song Yuanhang's action of attacking the Japanese army's flank, he waved his hand and brought the mortar forward to suppress the enemy's firepower. Under the cover of three 60mm mortars, he immediately reorganized the troops and launched a fierce attack on the Japanese army in three routes!

  Three 60mm mortars brought huge casualties to the Japanese army, which had no fortifications and could only rely on terrain. Song Yuanhang's three tanks also played a crucial role at this time, frequently firing after approaching the Japanese position, destroying all the Type 92 machine guns that supported the Japanese firepower.

  "Charge!" Song Yuanhang jumped out of the tank and waved his hand, taking the lead with a submachine gun, rushing towards the Japanese position!

  Before Song Yuanghai could pull the trigger, someone suddenly knocked him to the ground. A burst of dense gunfire followed, causing the war chariot to clang loudly. Several soldiers who had charged out with Song Yuanghai were all hit and fell to the ground.

  Song Yuanhang, who was lying on the ground, felt that his neck was sticky and hot. He touched it and found that it was blood. Was he injured? At this time, Song Yuanhang, along with the guard who was lying next to him, had already been dragged behind the war chariot. The guard, Xiao Nanjing, who had knocked down Song Yuanhang, was now rolling his eyes, with foamy blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the fresh blood flowing out of several bullet holes on his chest had soaked through his clothes.

  Song Yuanhang knew that those bullets were originally meant to be shot at himself, and he still remembered that Xiao Nanjing often wrote letters alone in his room, and his allowance was sent away every month, as if he needed the money very much!

  At that time, the selection of bodyguards was not like later generations who chose thin-skinned and delicate-looking men similar to women. Bodyguards had to be robust and strong, with a good mastery of martial arts and marksmanship, able to wield a light machine gun as easily as an ordinary person handled a rifle. They were loyal and fearless, able to carry their superiors on their backs for tens of miles without issue in critical moments. Xiaonanjing was a special case among Song Weihang's bodyguards, although he was slender and small in stature, but relatively agile, with good eyesight. His purpose for becoming a bodyguard was for the extra half-month's pay and the occasional reward money.

  "What do you want to say?" Song Yuanhang almost stuck his ear to Xiaonanjing's mouth, but the deafening loud shooting rumble from the tank only let him hear his sister... Jinling Women's College...

  Xiao Nanjing's head was heavily tilted to one side!

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