Chapter 3 Morning Star (Five)

Since ancient times, in the eyes of foreign invaders, the treatment of traitors is equivalent to a chamber pot. They only take it out and sprinkle it with a bubble when they need it, and throw it into the corner to accompany the toilet when they are not used. As the Japanese detachment's loyal translator, Sun Haifeng is of course no exception. Except for being called out when they need it, he helps the Japanese to harm the Chinese who were caught, most of the time, in the Dongmeng dispatch detachment, his views and remarks are nonsense. Even if they are heard, no Japanese will take it seriously.

Fortunately, people were a little self-aware. When they found that the Japanese captain Kawada Kunihara didn't want to listen to his longing, they obediently closed their mouths, found a not-so-obvious position next to the carriage where the ammunition was pulled, and squatted down to wait for the Japanese soldiers who were exploring the way downstream to return.

Due to the turbulent water flow, the temperature is relatively cool near the river bank. However, the sun above the head is getting more and more vicious, causing oil to bleed from the foreheads of the Japanese soldiers and purple backs of their hands. From a distance, it looks like a pile of big crabs wrapped with lotus leaves. As long as you stretch out your chopsticks, you can pick it up and eat it directly.

After steaming for more than half an hour, before the Japanese soldiers were completely dried into dried meat, the troops who went out to explore the way finally returned. The Japanese sergeant leader Taro Nishijo saluted at Kawada Kunaki and reported loudly, "Report to the throne twenty miles downstream, there is a section of water flow that is very soothing, with the most water depths and the most places to flood the base of his subordinates' thighs, and can flow directly."

"Where are cars, carriages, cars and carriages cannot cross the river. What's the use of Mitsuru?" Kawada Kunaki was dizzy because of the sun. He glared at the Japanese sergeant Taro Sijo and asked loudly.

"Report to the chief, my subordinates think that cars and carriages can be dragged over." The young squad leader Taro Sijo was sprayed backwards, but he gritted his teeth and continued to add loudly, "There is not too much mud at the bottom of that river. After people and horses pass by, they can use ropes to drag cars and carriages to pass over. This season, the river suddenly appeared. According to the reality of China, it is impossible for anyone to invest in the construction of bridges on the river."

"Baga." The captain Kawada Kunihara raised his eyebrows and raised his slap to teach this guy who dared to contradict him. Seeing this, Shirakawa Shiro quickly stepped forward and reached out to pull his arm, "Captain Kawada, don't get angry for now. What Nijo-kun said just now actually makes sense."

"What,,." Kyohara Kawada, who was so angry that he was so angry, turned around and stared at Shirakawa Shiro fiercely, like a sick mad dog.

"He actually makes sense." Shirakawa Shiro took a step back and explained with a thorn in his mouth, "Master Kawada, Jiji River appears here this year, and may move to other places next summer. Building a bridge is a waste in itself. Chinese people are reluctant to pay this money, and there are no gentlemen who are enthusiastic about public welfare nearby. Therefore, instead of continuing to waste time on the shore, it is better to try Nishijo's advice."-

"Oh hee," Kawada Kunaki was stunned and pondered in a low voice. Although the road explored by the Japanese sergeant Taro Sijo was not satisfactory, it was better than the two poplar trunks in front of him that could not reach the shore. Moreover, from the actual situation on the grassland, it is unlikely that there will be a real bridge nearby. Instead of letting everyone continue to squat on the river bank and get sunbathed, it is indeed better to walk to the shallow water early and flow directly over. At least you can use the river water to cool your body so that you will not be steamed to death by the sun above your head.

Thinking of this, Kawada Kuniha made a quick decision, stumbled downstream, opened his voice and ordered loudly, "Go forward, at two o'clock, twenty miles northeastward, no one is allowed to fall behind."

"Hi, I." The Japanese soldiers stood up one after another, sorted out their formation, and walked downstream after more than an hour of hard marching, and finally arrived at the pre-marked river crossing point of Taro Sijo.

"Taitani, you will continue to explore the way with the vanguard team." He raised his telescope and searched across the river. Kawada Kunaki ordered cautiously.

"Hii." The Japanese squad leader Taro Taro, who had been darkened by the sun, cheered, took off his pants and carried them on his neck with a rifle, and led a small team of vanguards to jump into the water quickly. Sure enough, the deepest part of the river could only reach the base of his thighs, and it was extremely smooth, and there was no danger from this shore to the other shore.

The only troublesome thing is that the river here is much wider than the upper reaches. Roughly speaking, from this shore to the other side, it is 130 to 40 meters. However, in such a hot weather, it is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing to be able to flow in the cool river for a while. Therefore, this superficial trouble is not a problem. Even many Japanese soldiers who are about to be crazy want the river to be wider so that they can cooler in the water for a while.

After repeated flowing back and forth in the water, Tachibana Taro led the vanguards to pretend to use a rope to separate a safe crossing passage about fifteen meters wide, and then jumped ashore in high spirits and asked the captain Kawada Kunihara to provide the next instructions.

"You will cross the river with a vanguard team first, then continue to explore forward five hundred meters, spread into three groups, twenty meters apart from each other, and set up a warning post on the spot. If you find the situation, send a signal flare to the rear to warn you." Kawada Kunaki, who had been impatient, did not think about it and made a loud arrangement according to his previous marching habits.

"Hiyi." Tachikawa Takara Takashi, who was comfortable enough in the river, saluting Kawada Kunaki, his answering voice was relaxed.

Turning around, he led his squad of vanguards to jump out of the river again, humming a song, and happily walked towards the opposite bank. After a few minutes, he got on the shore, pretended to sort out the formation and military appearance, and continued to drive further away.

Seeing that they were not in danger, the Japanese soldiers who stayed on this bank of the river could no longer hold back. Before their direct chiefs could order, they began to take off their shoes and pants. The captain Kawada Kunizaki himself wanted to go down to the cold water to cool down as soon as possible. He raised his telescope and glanced at the other side of the river several times. Apart from a few lush hills, he found nothing valuable. He waved in accordance with public opinion and ordered the officers to go down and lead the team to start water.

"Hiyi,,." The officers agreed loudly, organized their respective direct subordinates, and jumped into the river one after another. As soon as the soles of their feet touched the water, they immediately made a series of hums comfortably, "Well, um, it's comfortable, it's so comfortable. Is there anything more comfortable to wash my feet in the river in the hot weather?"

"Be careful and keep an eye on the order. No one is allowed to run around in the river. Machine guns, protect the machine guns, and be careful not to let water enter the barrel." Combat officer Shirakawa Shiro is one of the few officers who still keeps his mind clear. While moving his legs hard, letting the cold water splash on his body, he opened his throat and reminded him loudly.

"Hiyi." "Don't worry, sir, we have never relaxed our guard." The Japanese officers and the Japanese soldiers agreed, but no one took Shirakawa Shiro's order seriously. Stay alert and be alert to anyone. Looking around, there is no ghost nearby. Any creature dares to jump out of the grass to attack the Japanese Kwantung Army.

"You bastards, sooner or later, you will be beaten so hard that you don't even have time to wear your pants." Shiro Shirakawa shook his head and laughed helplessly. Even Kanakusa Kawata, who always pays attention to the appearance of a military man, took the lead in taking off his shirt. He is still a fighter, isn't he just making trouble for himself? Besides, according to information, the Communist guerrillas near Heishizhai and the Kuomintang Independence Battalion combined with only four or five hundred people, so how could he have the courage to come out to tease the tiger beards of the Kanto Army?

Just as he was thinking absent-mindedly, a series of low horse hooves suddenly came to his ears, "Yes, yes, yes", first blurred, then quickly and clearly, like a muffled thunder in summer, from far to near.

"Cabinets, where did the cavalry come from?" Shirakawa Shiro quickly raised his head and looked around. Under a short mound on the other side of the river, he saw a light green smoke and dust. Dozens of burly men held up their savages and killed them like lightning, like lightning, towards Tachikawa Taro and others who were five hundred meters away from the river bank.

"Taki Hana, Taki Hana, hurry up and set up the light machine gun quickly." "Taki Hana, gather the team, gather the team, hold on, hold on." Shiro Shirakawa opened his voice and shouted loudly with the captain of the Dongmeng dispatched detachment.

Across such a long distance, Taro Taro, who was marching, could not hear it? Seeing a cavalry coming towards him, he used to ordering the Japanese soldiers to fire and stop them immediately. The Chinese cavalry on the horse's back didn't care about the bullets fired by the opponent at all. He shrank his body back towards the horse's neck, held the knife, and continued to approach the Taman team at high speed.

"Swoosh,." "Swoosh," two shells fired by Type 97 infantry cannons accurately hit Taro Taro's squad, sending four busy machine gunners and the light machine guns beside them to the sky.

"Dangdangdangdang, Dangdangdangdang, Dangdangdang" followed by the crooked handles hiding in the grass for a long time and spewed out the fire snake, sweeping over several other light machine guns in the Lihua team that were not yet stable, and pressing more Japanese to lie on the ground, and unable to raise their heads anymore.

"Shoot, you guys are shooting, shoot, support Lieutenant Tachiha, bastard, why are you standing there? Shoot me quickly." Seeing his subordinates being massacred by the Chinese with Japanese weapons, Kawada Kunaki was so angry that blue smoke appeared on his head. He snatched a crooked hand and pulled the trigger at the cavalry on the other side.

"Dadadada, dadadada, dadadada" The bullets in the bullet bay were quickly poured out by him, but they failed to hurt the target at all. The distance was too far. The water surface of more than 100 meters and the land distance of more than 500 meters had already exceeded the precise range of the Waibazi Light Machine Gun. The Chinese soldiers riding on the horse were not even interested in looking back at this side. They knocked down golden stirrups with their feet and continued to approach the remaining Japanese in the Lihua team, just like a young lion who saw their prey for the first time.

"Plant the heavy machine guns, set them up, artillery, artillery, artillery, artillery on the shore, fire me quickly, blow them to death, and kill the Chinese machine gunners." Kawada Kiyosaki, who was standing in the water, was furious and threw down the light machine gun without bullet supply, and roared and issued orders to the heavy machine gun squad and artillery squad.

Without his order, the heavy machine gun team and the artillery squad that remained on the shore also knew that the accomplices in charge of the way had reached a critical moment of life and death. However, it took a long time for the artillery to be transferred from the marching state to the combat state. The heavy machine gun had no stable support point and could not shoot stably. Although the Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death took the initiative to stand under the heavy machine gun and tried to use their bodies as a bracket, the main shooter of the heavy machine gun, half of the body was soaked in the river, could not exert their own firepower advantages.

"Swoosh," "Swoosh,." Two more mortars flew up from behind the hills, crossed more than a thousand meters away, and landed into the river, splashing two huge splashes of water, scaring the Japanese around Kawada Kunaki screamed repeatedly.

"Don't panic, don't panic. They only have one cannon and one light mortar. They are so far away that they can't hit it accurately." Combatant Shirakawa Shiro put his hand beside his mouth and loudly helped the commander to boost morale. With his rich combat experience, he had judged from the howling sound of the shells breaking through the air and the smoke and dust splashed on the last time he landed on the ground, and it was impossible to use a Type 97 81mm caliber infantry curved gun with a maximum range of only more than 2,800 meters. It was impossible to accurately strike the river through a hill.

However, how could the Japanese soldiers who were sunk for one noon and were suddenly attacked by sneak attacks have the same calm mind as the Chief of Staff? Although they are not the first rookies to go to the battlefield, they dare not continue to stand there and wait for shells. They turned around and ran desperately towards the river bank when they set out.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop me, damn, you have lost all the faces of the imperial soldiers." Kawada Kunaki was furious, pulled out his command knife, and cut off several leading escapees cleanly. The killing that was close at hand finally suppressed the fear of the Japanese soldiers. With the encouragement and coercion of officers at all levels, they turned their heads again, either lifted the machine gun with all their hands or quickly charged to the other side with rifles.
Chapter completed!