"Peace is so ridiculous. It's so far. How could there be peace? The Japanese are not fools. Now they are just being unable to react for a while, so they just take a step back and think of countermeasures." Boss Yang was amused by the comments of the Central Daily News. The guys in Nanjing are still fantasizing about peace. Just because the Japanese fleet was blocked by mines and a battle that concentrated all the elites of the Air Force to win, they felt that they had the ability to let the Japanese retreat?

"Takasu Shiro is probably waiting for the troop transport ship now. With the firepower of his fleet, he can land anywhere near Shanghai. The zhongyang army can be said to have all the elite troops, but they are not capable of fighting the Changpan. What's more, he has a battleship and five heavy cruisers in his hand. Such strength cannot be stopped by the central navy and air force at all. Blocking the Yangtze River Estuary will cause some trouble for them. It is impossible to attack from the Yangtze River Estuary, and can also attack from any coast in Hangzhou Bay." Sun Liren said looking at the map.

"So where is the most likely place for them to land?" Boss Yang asked with a humble look on his face.

"Jinshanwei, when you land from here, you can attack Shanghai from the north, and after going west to break through the Zapingjia Line, you can directly attack Nanjing bypassing Taihu Lake." Huang Baitao said.

"Jinshanwei!" Looking at the name on the map, Yang Feng smiled sinisterly. There was a place to throw away the remaining five hundred mines, but it was not now. He had to wait until the Japanese completed their landing before throwing them. Will the Japanese army with more than 100,000 off logistics be able to defeat the bald man's 700,000 national army? This question is very exciting.

In fact, just as he was reading this newspaper, the third, nine and eighteenth of the Japanese Army had already started to board the ship amid the slogans of severe punishment and countless fanatical and peaceful Japanese people cheered.

On the night of July 7, 1937, Shanghai, the deafening sound of artillery broke the tranquility of midnight. The Japanese Navy's Armored Cruiser, the Xizhang light cruiser, and the Blowing Snow. Chuxue, Zefeng, and Yefeng, four destroyers were bombarded violently at the position of the 88th Division of the Zhabei National Army. At the same time, the Marine Corps and armed expatriates who had already been prepared suddenly launched an attack on the North Railway Station.

"Where is the division commander?" Feng Shengfa, deputy commander of the 88th Division, broke into the command center and grabbed the collar of a staff officer and shouted. He had been in front of confronting the Japanese army. He was just on the way back to the command center. The Japanese army suddenly launched an attack, but was almost killed by a naval gun.

"The division commander went out just as it was dark." The staff officer said in a panic. At this time, a 203mm shell exploded nearby, and the huge shock wave shocked the entire command center.

"Ma!" Although he knew what kind of character his commander was, Feng Shengfa couldn't help but curse. At this time, the entire defense line was in chaos. The calls from various positions made the staff in the command center flee. He didn't care where Sun Yuanliang was going to go and hurriedly began to command the battle.

The Japanese attack was too sudden. I just got the news during the day, and Todman's mediation was very effective. It is said that the Japanese agreed to start the negotiations, otherwise Sun Yuanliang would not have run out to have fun at this time. Even the frontier defenders relaxed their vigilance. No one expected that the Japanese would do this.

On the Takapan, Koshiro Oikawa held up a telescope and looked at Zhabei with a ferocious face, and let out a hysterical laugh. He knew that his fleet would be over as soon as the sky was dawn, and the revenge of the Chinese Navy and Air Force would definitely tear the Takapan to pieces, so he took advantage of this last opportunity to simply smash all the shells on the Chinese people's heads.

At this moment, there was a sudden whistling sound. Then a heavy artillery shell exploded at the head of the Changpan ship. Almost at the same time, a huge fire ball on the Chuxue exploded, and even pieces of the human body were mixed in the blown away.

"Where did you get the heavy artillery?" Oikawa Fushiro shouted angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, the same explosion appeared on other warships.

Just a few kilometers away from them, twelve 130mm cannons were constantly spraying flames.

This is the heavy artillery battalion belonging to the 36th Division's Artillery Regiment. Song Xilian was ordered to guard the outer periphery of the eastern district of the public concession. Although the Changpan was injured by the air force after shelling Shanghai, his combat effectiveness was not damaged. Such a big trouble always wandered on the Huangpu River. In case he deployed all the 12 most precious 130mm cannons in his hands on the Huangpu River. If Changpan wanted to shell Zhabei due to the shooting problem, he had to avoid the public concession. His artillery position could just cover this section of the river. As a result, he finally saved the 88th Division.

Although the 12 130mm cannons are still at a disadvantage, they can only form concentrated firepower on the side, while the front blocks each other's firing circle. Now the only one that can pose a threat to them is the front main gun of the Japanese destroyer, the front. Before the six 127mm naval guns were fired a few times, they were immediately hit by a series of 130mm shells.

More importantly, these twelve 130 cannons completely disrupted Oikawa Fushiro's arrangement and hurriedly changed formations to deal with the sudden attacks of the Japanese fleet. The Japanese fleet immediately stopped the shelling of Zhabei. Feng Shengfa, who had been frustrated by the shelling and the Japanese army's desperate attack, could finally take a breath and concentrate on dealing with the Japanese Marine Corps.

Just when the artillery of the 36th Division was fighting with the Japanese fleet, the Chinese Navy finally joined the war. Two small gunboats from Gaochang Temple and two antique-class torpedo ships from Wusongkou appeared almost at the same time. Although any one of the Oikawa fleets could completely abuse them, the key was that they could not be used on the narrow Huangpu River channel, not to mention that there were twelve 130 cannons, and for a moment, the two sides also became a stalemate.

They were in a stalemate, and the battle situation in Zhabei also entered a stalemate. The 88th Division was one of the top elite troops in the national army. Although they were stunned by the naval guns at first, after getting breathing time, they soon blocked the attacking Japanese troops on the defense line. Besides, the enemy opposite them was not serious. The Japanese Marine Corps could not even defeat the 19th Route Army. What's more, facing the elite zhongyang army now, let alone those armed expatriates. If it was really difficult to deal with by relying on fortifications, it would be too underestimated to run out and take the initiative to attack.

The poor bald man was woken up in his sleep. When he heard that the Japanese army was raiding Zhabei, he was haggard. He knew that this was no longer playing with him, and that was really a fight. However, his bad news had just begun. Just when he ordered the General Staff to hold a military meeting overnight and was about to get on the car, Jiang Xiaoxian came to report with a serious look on his face: "Principal Yang Feng sent a telegram. His sea reconnaissance plane found that the Gaoxu Fleet, currently stranded on the sea, had set sail towards Shanghai, and there were a large number of troops transporting ships, and it was estimated that at least two divisions would be transported. He reminded you to pay attention. The Japanese army is very likely to land from Jinshanwei."

When the bald man heard this, he almost burst into tears. The Jinshan Guard had no one now. If he really wanted to land there, the national defense line without anyone was of no use. This guy didn't care about anything and rushed to the General Staff. He didn't even have a meeting to directly order the 87th Division in Shanghai to rush to the Jinshan Guard. At the same time, he ordered the 36.88th Division to solve the Japanese army in Shanghai as fast as possible. In addition, he formed the 15th Army with Chen Cheng as commander and transferred four divisions of 98, 11, 67, and 14 to Shanghai. Finally, he gritted his teeth and added the Eighth Artillery Regiment and the Tenth Artillery Regiment directly under the Military Commission. One of these two regiments was the German 150mm heavy artillery regiment and the other was the 130mm cannon regiment. The bald man had a total of 48 130 cannons in his hand. In addition to giving his beloved 36th Division a bastard, the others were formed into a regiment alone.

Just as he was nervously dispatching troops, the water and land battle on the Huangpu River was still in full swing, and the two Chinese gunboats had all sunk. This is normal. Both sides were not on the same plane at all, and their small bodies might not even be able to stand a 203mm shell.

But the two small torpedo boats were still very active. The two ships, which were probably of the age of the Changpan, struggled and twisted their bodies on the narrow Huangpu River. Under the cover of the 130mm cannon behind, they were approaching the Japanese fleet little by little.

"Idiot, are you still the Imperial Japanese Navy?" Oikawa Fushiro shouted at the radio angrily.

The two destroyers Zefeng and Chuxue at the front were also very depressed. Although the entire fleet had six large warships, the Huangpu River channel was so wide that it was impossible to shoot on the side like a naval battle, let alone the six warships formed. At most, they would use the front main gun to shoot. Such firepower would have to deal with the twelve army cannons. The battle was extremely depressing.

The two old antiques continued to struggle forward. In fact, they had been shot at this time, with fire on their bodies, and small explosions appeared from time to time. They looked like they could be divided at any time on the bright moonlight Huangpu River, but they were not heavy.

Amid Oikawa Fushiro's rebuke, a 127mm shell fired on the Sawafeng finally hit a torpedo boat again, and then a huge fire ball suddenly expanded, blowing the small boat into pieces. Just as the Japanese were cheering for this, suddenly more than a dozen shells that were obviously more powerful than the 130 cannon hit the body at the same time, and the flames suddenly flooded the Sawafeng.

Before Oikawa could react, dozens of shells of the same caliber fell into the fleet. The Yuiba and the Nobuki each scored three shells at the same time, and the fire immediately ignited on the two warships.

"152 cannon!" Oikawa Fushiro screamed. He suddenly remembered what this was and looked at each other with the chief of staff next to him. At the same time, the two of them saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

The Ninth Artillery Regiment, which was assigned to the Ninth Army, arrived, or it could be said to be a 152mm self-propelled artillery regiment. These thirty self-propelled artillery are the top names of the bald man. This time, they were specially sent to Shanghai as strategic deterrent weapons. They were originally stationed in Baoshan, but after receiving the news that the Changpan shelled Zhabei, Zhang Zhizhong gritted his teeth and sent them up.

Thirty 152mm self-propelled artillery joined the battlefield, and the whole situation immediately reversed. The firepower of the forty-two heavy artillery was basically the same as that of the Japanese fleet. What's more, the accuracy of these self-propelled artillery far exceeds that of the naval guns. Moreover, the Japanese warships at this time were basically damaged, and they were unable to maneuver on the Huangpu River. Not long after, the most injured Zefeng completely lost its combat capability, and the flames on its body looked like a huge torch.

At this time, the torpedo boat that survived was like a spotted hyena snatching food. The sailors on the Zefeng who were struggling in the fire watched it launch a deadly torpedo at it. Then there was a shocking sound, and a huge fire ball exploded on the side of the Zefeng. Almost instantly, the towering body of the more than 1,000 tons of warship began to tilt.

Less than five minutes later, the Zefeng capsized on the Huangpu River, and more importantly, its towering mast pressed against the head of the Xizhang ship, which could not dodge. The head of the 3,000-ton cruiser suddenly sank down. The front main gun pointed directly at the river surface. The torpedo boat like a spotted hyena was almost sunk by it, but it suddenly escaped.

Moreover, the captain of the torpedo boat was obviously an extremely sinister guy. He didn't care about running away when he saw such a good thing. He turned around and slipped back. Then, with an angry look on the Xizhang, he pointed the remaining torpedo at its side and shot it out.

With an explosion, the Xizhang roar was finished.

Two warships sank one after another, and Oikawa Fushiro was panicked. Although he had already made a chaotic consciousness, if he really faced such danger, he still needed to hesitate. The guy immediately ordered his retreat upstream, and even if he died, he would have to pull a few more Chinese people to take the back, avoid these heavy artillery and bombard the Chinese civilians.

But after the order was issued, he and his friends were shocked. The two gunboats that were sunk by them had blocked the channel. Don’t expect to retreat, and don’t expect to advance. Xizhang Jiazefeng blocked the channel tighter than the two gunboats. The four ships together were almost half of the total tonnage of the Chinese Navy, and they were blocked on the Huangpu River and could not move forward or retreat.

It was already dawn. As the sky became brighter, the air force aircraft finally joined the war. Chang Pan's artillery bombardment on Zhabei completely angered these air force pilots. This time, not only did the planes from Jianqiao Base dispatch, but even the Martin bombers from Nanjing Base arrived. Although they were not dive bombers, they wanted to blow up four warships that were blocked on a narrow river. Moreover, it was not difficult to think that they had lost almost all air defense weapons in the artillery battle.

These Martin bombers carried 250 kilograms of heavy bombs, which was fatal to the Takapan. Dozens of heavy artillery on the shore were still firing, and dozens of planes in the sky kept dropping bombs. Poor Oikawa and his fleet finally came to a dead end.

A few minutes later, a Martin bomber passed by a hundred meters high sky and dropped four heavy bombs at the same time. One of them was in the middle of the Changpan ship. With a earth-shaking loud noise, Changpan shook suddenly as if he was hit by a giant hammer. Then countless pieces of the hull splashed in all directions, and the fire immediately jumped out of the inside of the hull, and then there were a series of internal explosions.

Oikawa Fushiro, who was blown away by the air waves and broke his bones and his bones were broken, spitting out a mouthful of blood and looking at his head with dissipation. Before he could miss the past, a ball of flame rushed in through the hole in the bulkhead and then flooded his body.

Almost at the same time, the captain of the Yefeng stood in the ammunition depot, and held up a 127mm main artillery shell with a fuse with a ferocious face, and then stood on with all his strength under the gaze of a group of officers around him.

Half an hour later, the last Japanese warship, the Chuxue, which remained on the Huangpu River, capsized into the river after a series of internal explosions. The Third Fleet, which had been rampant in China for decades, came to an end. Of course, it cannot be said that the entire army was wiped out, because there are still some warships on the Yangtze River, but the ending of these warships is already destined. The estuary of the Yangtze River is blocked, and it is impossible for them to leave.

This is a huge victory that has never been seen in Chinese history since the Opium War, especially Zefeng and Xizhang who were sunk by a torpedo boat. That significance is not very important. The Chinese Navy finally broke the zero record, and the captain of the torpedo boat showed his face.

However, China suffered a considerable loss in this battle. Not only were two gunboats and one torpedo boat sunk, the 36th Division's heavy artillery battalion that participated in the artillery battle lost half of the 130 cannons, and the Ninth Artillery Regiment, which participated in the war in the later period, also lost six self-propelled artillery. Of course, compared with this victory, this loss was insignificant.

The demise of the Third Fleet made the Japanese Marines, who were attacking, suddenly deflated. With hopeless breakthroughs, they had to retreat to the concession in a hurry and then hurriedly set up defense lines based on the original fortifications.

Song Xilian, who had received the strict order from a bald man, and Sun Yuanliang, who had just recovered from an entertainment venue and had not yet awakened even wine, launched an attack on the concession without any hesitation. This attack on the Japanese-controlled area of ​​the concession was very different from the original history. Although the Japanese army built a large number of solid reinforced concrete fortifications in the concession, these things were purely slag for the self-propelled artillery that participated in the battle.

With one Japanese stronghold after another, under the bombardment of 152 mm heavy artillery, more than 20,000 elite troops in the national army drowned the Japanese-controlled area bit by bit like a tide. Countless Shanghai citizens followed the army and vented the hatred accumulated over decades.
Chapter completed!