Chapter 49: The Great Battle of Mianhu (8)

  On March 13, 1925, at 5:00 pm, due to the mistakes of the left and right wing troops, the troops of the First Division faced an attack by Lin Hu's more than 20,000-strong army, constantly suffering from strong enemy attacks and encirclement, falling into a bitter battle.

  The village outskirts, Chen Jun's attack unfolded once again.

  This time, Wang Dinghua personally went to the front line to command and decided to solve the battle here once and for all. In this attack, Wang Dinghua invested 5,000 troops, with 2,000 on the main front and 1,000 on each of the other three sides.

  Chen Jun's troops swarmed into the village, and the machine guns of the three battalion officers and soldiers fired continuously. One by one, Chen Jun's soldiers fell to the ground.

  But Chen Jun's troops were like they had taken stimulants, the soldiers in front fell down, and the soldiers behind quickly trampled on the bodies of the soldiers in front to continue charging forward. No matter how fiercely the defenders fired, they recklessly charged towards the village, regardless of casualties.

  Zhang Ming is a machine gunner in the third company, and at this moment he is inside the bunker, waiting for the arrival of Chen's troops. Inside the bunker, besides Zhang Ming, there is also a spotter, an ammunition handler, and 2,500 rounds of ammunition.

  "Watch out, Chen Jun is coming over quickly." Zhang Ming stopped upon hearing the gunfire cease in front of him and immediately made preparations to shoot, issuing orders.

  The radiologist looked at the situation outside and his face became tense.

  The ammunition handler hastily waved a small flag to give a hint to the nearby light machine gun firing point.

  More than 400 people swarmed towards the street, they had just broken through the defender's defense line, now what they need to do is to directly act towards the center of the village and attack the command post.

  "Boom boom" With the sound of artillery fire, two shells landed in the midst of the troops, exploding into a bloody mist.

  The soldiers didn't stop their footsteps due to the artillery fire, they held their rifles and quickly ran forward along the street.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat." The heavy machine gun inside the bunker unfolded its shooting, spewing out bright red flames.

  Bullets shot towards Chen Jun's troops one after another.

  Two hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition provided sustained firepower.

  Chen Jun's troops fell to the ground like wheat, row by row, and in a short while, blood congealed together and flowed down the streets.

  After about five minutes, the heavy machine gun stopped firing. In front of the bunker, more than 100 Chen's soldiers were lying down. The remaining two hundred or so people hid around and did not dare to take any action.

  The light machine gun position next to the bunker started firing and hit all of Chen Jun's soldiers who were retreating into the dead angle of the heavy machine gun fire.

  Chen Jun's soldiers hastily retreated, once again exposing themselves to the heavy machine gun fire.

  Facing the defenders' counterattack, Chen's troops had no chance to react. The rifles in their hands could not suppress the firepower of the machine guns. Some of Chen's soldiers, relying on their accurate marksmanship, wanted to shoot at the machine gunners, but as soon as they raised their rifles, they were hit by the defenders' rifle fire.

  "Assault team, follow me!" The squad leader of the second company's fifth row shouted loudly.

  Two assault groups, six soldiers armed with Thompson submachine guns, immediately followed the five rows of troops and launched an attack on the remaining Chen Jun's soldiers.

  With a "crack", a bullet hit the heart of the fifth row of soldiers.

  Five rows of soldiers fell to the ground, and the remaining six soldiers began to fire. The powerful firepower of Tomson made Chen's soldiers fall one by one.

  After a half-hour battle, more than 400 Chen troops who broke into the village were all annihilated by the defenders, but the defenders also suffered casualties, with five people from lieutenant to squad leader sacrificing their lives.

  Chen Jun's crazy attack still hasn't stopped, with intense gunfire ringing out everywhere.

  The garrison relied on its own solid position and continuously fired at Chen Jun's troops.

  By seven o'clock in the evening, the ground in the village was all stained with blood, and the streets in the village were all filled with corpses.

  Machine guns of various firepower points have no bullets at all.

  Each row sent a team of personnel to transport bullets to the firepower point, while organizing a strike team to counterattack Chen's officers and soldiers.

  "Comrades, charge with me!" Three rows of men led by Luo Dong held up their Colt pistols and shouted loudly.

  Six soldiers carrying Thompson submachine guns followed behind Captain Luo Dong, launching an attack on Chen Jun's troops. Under the impact of the Thompson submachine guns, Chen Jun's soldiers fell to the ground one by one.

  Just then, when Thompson was reloading his submachine gun, Chen's troops opened fire and a bullet hit Lieutenant Colonel Yu Rongdong in the chest, killing him instantly.

  10 o'clock at night, the 3rd Battalion Command Post.

  The village was in a state of intense battle, and at 9:00, Sun Xinghua received reports from each company. According to the statistics, by 9:00, four out of twelve platoon leaders in the third battalion had been injured, and three had died in action.

  The soldiers lost more than thirty men and over a hundred were wounded.

  The village has quieted down again by now.

  The fierce battle has stopped, and Chen Jun's soldiers can no longer withstand such heavy casualties and begin to retreat.

  "All bullets are transported to the front line, troops must hold on." Sun Xinghua gave orders again.

  The officers charged forward, which is the root cause of casualties.

  The students who graduated from Huangpu's first class were all with pure faith, and since they stepped onto the battlefield, they had already made preparations for sacrifice.

  "Organize a shock troop to launch a counterattack against Chen Jun's troops." Sun Xinghua, holding a Thompson submachine gun, gave the order to Deputy Regimental Commander Yang Houqin beside him.

  Yang Houqing was in Mianhu Lake at the time and was transferred to Sanying above.

  "Captain, our troops have just gone through a big battle and each company has suffered casualties. Is it..." Yang Houqing hastily said.

  "Deputy battalion commander, if we don't organize a counterattack, Chen's troops will still break into the village. The bullets are being transported now, and each company's fortifications need to be reinforced again. We must launch a counterattack and cannot let them enter the village." Sun Xinghua said, walking out towards the outside.

  Yang Houqing hastily grabbed Sun Xinghua and said seriously: "You are the battalion commander, this is where you should fight, leading the assault team to counterattack, I will go organize."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Houqing snatched the Thompson submachine gun from Sun Xinghua's hand and ran out towards the outside.

  By 10 o'clock, the troops had organized ten assault groups with thirty assault team members under the leadership of Deputy Regimental Commander Yang Houqing to prepare for a counterattack against Chen Jun's forces.

  In fact, Yang Houqing was clear that this time the raiders had no hope of survival, after all, the enemy had several thousand men.

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