vrcanaries Chapter 130 Zheng Xian
Chapter 130 Zheng Xian
At this time, the Japanese heavy armored division also arrived in Gongxian. Major General Okamoto Ichitō, the commander of the Japanese heavy armored division, was stunned when he saw the dilapidated ruins of Gongxian not far away.
He even wondered if he had come to the wrong place.
If he hadn't repeatedly checked the map and seen the Imperial soldiers reinforcing their fortifications ahead, he wouldn't have believed that this was the impregnable Gongxian that Tengchuan had boasted to him.
She secretly vowed to give Teng Chuan a good thrashing when she saw him later.
It wasn't until Okamoto met Gangcun that he learned what had happened in Gongxian.
He knew something about what was happening in Haishi, but he never expected that this mysterious heavy artillery unit had already arrived in Yangshi.
Moreover, Okamoto also knew that he would never have the chance to ridicule that old man, Fujikawa Hitoshi, again.
I learned from Gangcun that Tengchuan had been reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
Okamoto felt a pang of sympathy for Fujikawa Hitoshi's fate.
However, Okamoto, a seasoned veteran of many battles, quickly recovered from his grief and immediately stated that he was ready to dispatch armored units to cooperate with reconnaissance aircraft to search suspicious locations at any time.
He would never let this heavy artillery unit go easily. He wanted to avenge his old friend, Tengchuan Pifu.
On the other hand, after learning that the Japanese heavy armored divisions had also arrived in Gongxian, the Blue Party abandoned its original counter-offensive plan and instead urgently transferred troops from elsewhere to strengthen the defense of Yangshi.
Meanwhile, Bai Luo had no idea that the Japanese soldiers besieging Yang City had now changed their mission to search for him.
He was humming a little tune, preparing to return to Gongxian to see the scene after the fireworks he had set off.
At the same time, they also set their sights on the other half of the Japanese brigade.
He even figured out the location for the artillery bombardment.
When they were more than 20 kilometers away from Gongxian County, Bai Luo heard a roaring sound from the sky.
Bai Luo squinted and looked up at the sky, where three Japanese planes were flying from south to north in the somewhat gloomy sky.
Bai Luo dodged and crawled into the nearby withered grass. He felt a bit annoyed. It seemed the Japanese weren't stupid either; this was already the third wave of Japanese reconnaissance planes he had encountered.
The Japanese devils are starting to get smarter.
Although he could shoot down all three planes now, the Japanese had more than just those three planes. If a bomber squadron came, Bai Luo would have no choice but to turn around and run.
2 hours later.
"No, we have to find a way to locate the Japanese airfield and bomb it. They're flying there too frequently!"
Bai Luo had been hiding in a depression for half an hour, and as the fourth wave of planes flew over his head, he finally couldn't take it anymore.
Bai Luo took out a map and searched for any airports near Gong County. To his disappointment, the national map did not show any signs indicating the presence of any airports.
But Bai Luo was not discouraged. He came up with the simplest trick: grab his tongue.
Why don't we just ask one of the Japanese soldiers?
Bai Luo thought of this and immediately began to act, continuing his journey towards Gong County.
At 2:45 p.m., Bai Luo finally saw the faint outline of Gong County in the distance.
"Ok?"
Bai Luo suddenly noticed movement on the monitoring radar. The radar showed that there were dozens of Japanese soldiers and a Blue Party organization insignia 3 kilometers to Bai Luo's right front.
Judging from their movement trajectory, it should be that the Japanese were chasing the Blue Party.
An hour ago.
Zheng Xian was currently dodging the Japanese soldiers' pursuit through the woods, occasionally turning back to counterattack and slow down their advance.
He was accompanied by four companions, one of whom had an injured arm.
"Brother Zheng, we can't run like this. The Japanese will find us as soon as we leave the woods."
Zheng Xian hid behind a tree and fired two shots at the pursuing Japanese soldiers.
With two gunshots, two Japanese soldiers who had just peeked out from behind a tree more than 30 meters away fell to the ground.
"Okay, Xiao Wang, you take Li Qi and the Japanese defense deployment map you just drew and retreat first. We'll cover you."
While quickly retaliating, Zheng Xian explained the arrangements.
“Brother Zheng, I’m not leaving. I’ll stay and help you. Let Xiao Wang take the intelligence and leave first.”
Upon hearing Zheng Xian's words, Li Qi, whose name was called, immediately retorted.
"Follow orders. Your right arm is injured, you can't even hold a gun. Staying here will only be a burden. Get out of here."
After hearing Zheng Xian's words, Xiao Wang knew that now was not the time to hesitate, so he pulled Li Qi, who was pale from his injuries, and retreated towards Yang City.
When Zheng Xian saw Xiao Wang take Li Qi and the intelligence away, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After the two men completely disappeared from sight, Zheng Xian, along with his two companions who had stayed behind to provide cover, changed course and retreated northward.
They prepared to hold back the pursuing Japanese troops.
But they were running out of ammunition and could only try their best to stall for time.
Just as Zheng Xian was evacuating and thinking about how to shake off the Japanese,
His companion on his right side let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground, his clothes quickly turning red, clearly indicating that he was not going to survive.
With the loss of a firepower source, Zheng Xian's side is under even greater pressure.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Japanese soldiers quickly pressed forward. After seeing the Japanese soldiers' movements, Zheng Xian no longer cared about conserving ammunition.
He quickly fired, emptying his magazine and forcing the Japanese soldiers who were about to advance to retreat.
He changed to the last magazine and looked at his comrade who had already lost all vital signs.
He thought to himself, "Brother, I'm sorry, I can't let you rest in peace."
Then, taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese soldiers retreated, he quickly led another comrade and continued running north.
However, 30 minutes later, another companion, whose strength had greatly diminished, was moving too slowly and was unfortunately shot in the leg, stumbling and falling to the ground.
Upon seeing his comrade shot, Zheng Xian immediately rushed over and dragged his wounded comrade behind a tree to avoid the hail of bullets fired by the Japanese soldiers.
"Chen Zhiwei, how are you? Can you still hold on?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiwei anxiously inquired and gave a bitter smile.
"Brother Zheng, you run. I've been shot in the thigh and can't run anymore. I'll stay here to buy you some time."
After saying that, he stuffed the remaining full magazine into Zheng Xian's hand, and then took out a grenade from his pocket and held it tightly in his hand.
At the same time, he used his arms to support himself as he sat up, turned around, and raised his gun to return fire at the Japanese soldiers behind him.
After seeing Chen Zhiwei's actions, Zheng Xian understood what he meant.
He saluted Chen Zhiwei.
Then they continued fleeing north.
A short while later, Zheng Xian heard the sound of a grenade exploding behind him.
Suppressing his grief, Zheng Xianqiang continued his retreat northward, now with only five bullets left in his gun.
Including the magazine that Chen Zhiwei had just given him, he only had 12 bullets in total.
The pistol he used was a Browning M1903 semi-automatic pistol with a magazine capacity of 7 rounds, also known as the Browning M1903.
Although Chen Zhiwei's rearguard action bought him some breathing time.
But the Japanese soldiers held on tight, and soon they reappeared behind Mr. Zheng, who was exhausted.