I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 115: Cannons are better than turrets

Finally, the Japanese Army Headquarters issued a very strange order.

All Japanese troops in China must immediately surrender all regimental flags.

All Japanese regimental flags were temporarily placed in the headquarters of the expeditionary force in central and north China and kept under strict supervision.

Anyone found carrying the regiment flag onto the battlefield will be severely punished!

As soon as this order was issued, all the Japanese invading troops in China felt deeply ashamed.

Song Wenwan is such a good guy that he actually made them not dare to even bring out the regiment flag?

What the Army Headquarters did not expect was that they had good intentions to prevent the loss of the regiment flag.

Unexpectedly, this action affected the morale of the entire Japanese invading army in China.

This actually slowed down the Japanese army's attack on Wuhan.

It was a week later when China and Japan went to war again.

In the end, the government had to privately acknowledge Song Wenwan's contribution.

Song Wenwan single-handedly annihilated more than 55,000 Japanese troops.

It effectively delayed the Japanese attack on Wuhan, which lasted for a week.

His greatest achievement was "letting go" of the Japanese Army's 4th Division.

This allowed the Chinese army, which had failed in the battle, to successfully break out of Wuhan.

Song Wenwan took advantage of the fact that Jiaozuo was still a vacuum of Japanese troops.

He ran into Red Stone Mountain and "requested" countless weapons and ammunition.

Most of these were used to supplement the Eighth Route Army in the Hebei area. There were 20,000 Type 38 rifles alone.

What Song Wenwan meant was that the Japanese blockade would be tighter in the future.

It is not easy to deliver replenishment of weapons and ammunition, so it is better to fight to support the war and ask the Japanese devils for bullets.

You know, when the Japanese were defeated, they would often destroy the guns that they couldn't take away.

The Type 38 rifle can be destroyed, but the bullets cannot be destroyed in time.

This will allow the Eighth Route Army to receive timely reinforcements.

He left a detachment's equipment to Wu Longcheng. Whether it could develop depended on his own luck.

Song Wenwan kept urging him to learn more about the guerrilla warfare of the Eighth Route Army.

After all, we are fighting behind enemy lines, and the consumption of ammunition is too great, and there is no way to replenish it, which will cause big trouble.

As a result, that afternoon, the first batch of cadres from the Eighth Route Army arrived to support Wu Longcheng.

The team leader was their old acquaintance, Political Commissar Ding!

Because this is the first base led by our party in Henan Province.

Therefore, the Eighth Route Army Headquarters still attached great importance to it, and Political Commissar Ding was also a cadre designated by Yan'an.

Song Wenwan silently put down the weapons and equipment of 30,000 people.

With this great man around, Wu Longcheng will be able to mobilize two columns of troops within a year.

Song Wenwan envied Wu Longcheng so much. If he followed the footsteps of Political Commissar Ding, he would definitely have great fortune in the future.

As a condition for the National Government to win over Qin Haichuan, this piece of land was given to his brother-in-law Wu Longcheng.

They were also given the designation of the Jiaozuo Guerrilla Column, and Wu Longcheng, the column commander, officially took office.

Song Wenwan bid farewell to Political Commissar Ding and Wu Longcheng, and led a large army to advance into Shanxi.

The 60,000-strong Chinese army had just entered the territory of Shanxi.

The Japanese First Army Headquarters in Taiyuan immediately announced a province-wide martial law order.

Although Song Wenwan is no longer the commander of this team in name.

But wherever Song Wenwan is, miracles will happen, and no one wants to be just his background.

Others hid in enemy-occupied areas during the day and moved carefully at night.

Song Wenwan did the opposite. He rested at night and during the day...

This Song Wenwan is really a troublemaker. He fires a shot from this artillery tower and a cannon from that stronghold.

From time to time, he helped the Eighth Route Army by taking down artillery towers or something, and he had a lot of fun.

The location of the Xiaojia Village artillery tower is very important, guarding both sides of the road.

The two artillery towers were more than 200 meters apart, making it impossible for all supplies to be delivered into the mountains.

Today, Captain Tong of the First Death Column was free and came out with one of his battalions.

There were also people from the county brigade and district squad, and they gathered outside the artillery tower in Xiaojia Village.

Captain Tong has led his men to charge three times, and more than twenty soldiers have fallen.

However, the explosive packs they prepared were still not delivered to the Japanese artillery tower.

Seeing that it was already dawn, Captain Tong sighed helplessly.

Alas, it seems that we still cannot take down these two Japanese artillery towers today.

Just as he was about to give the order to retreat, the sentry behind him came running over in a panic.

"Report to the battalion commander, there are a lot of trucks coming from behind, they must be the Japanese reinforcements!"

Captain Tong turned around and glanced at the convoy that seemed to have no end in sight.

He said, "Good man, is it necessary to send out so many Japs to deal with our battalion?" After saying that, he was about to lead the troops to retreat.

But the Japanese soldiers in the artillery tower saw that their reinforcements had arrived and the Eighth Route Army was about to retreat.

The Japanese were unable to do anything. They simply used several light machine guns to suppress the Eighth Route Army in the irrigation ditch on the ridge of the field, preventing them from retreating.

Seeing the convoy behind getting closer and closer, Captain Tong slapped the ground in anger.

"Notify the comrades in the county brigade and district squad to immediately destroy the documents on them."

The soldiers of the first battalion lying in the water diversion ditch all had looks of fortitude on their faces.

Captain Tong's words were passed to both sides one by one.

Soldiers with bayonets had already fixed their bayonets on their rifles, and soldiers with grenades had unscrewed the back caps of their grenades, ready to die together with the enemy.

The Japs and puppet soldiers in the Japanese artillery tower no longer fired their weapons, but cheered and howled at the convoy.

Captain Tong saw the convoy slowly stop and dozens of people got off the vehicles.

They ran to the back of the truck and pushed a Type 92 infantry gun out of the vehicle.

Another truck came out from the convoy, turned its front end around, and pointed its rear end towards us.

I saw the curtain at the back of the truck being lifted, but I couldn't see who was inside. Only the muzzles of two heavy machine guns were pushed out.

At this time, the Type 92 infantry gun should have been ready. Captain Tong and his men looked at the gunner and pulled the gun rope.

"Boom... bang..."

The comrades from the First Death Column and local troops were all staring in amazement.

The Japanese's artillery tower was blasted into pieces by their own Type 92 infantry gun.

The Japanese soldiers in the other artillery tower, who had been waving their arms around just now, froze there and could not utter a word.

Looking at the artilleryman again, he led his men to turn the muzzle of the gun.

The artilleryman put in another shell and there was a loud "boom".

As expected, another Japanese artillery tower was also blown to pieces.

Then the two heavy machine guns on the truck aimed at the fortifications under a gun tower and started firing.

In a short while, the fortification was hit and sandbags and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Seeing that the puppet troops hiding there had stopped moving, they must have all died!

The truck then began to adjust its angle and aimed the muzzle of the heavy machine gun at the fortifications under another artillery tower.

"Don't shoot...we surrender..."

At this time, the puppet army platoon leader who was hiding behind the fortifications crawled out of the trench with his men.

I saw them throwing their guns to the ground, then raising their hands high and kneeling aside.

Captain Tong threw his hat to the ground. Alas! For this turret, the cannon is still the best.