Chapter 8: Sudden Change

"Sir, do we have to explain here this time, don't we?" Tan Fei, who had drilled out of the anti-artillery hole, slowly crawled towards Tang Cheng, and he wanted to return the bullet just now to Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng, who didn't answer, took the bullet handed by Tan Fei, and then glanced at Tan Fei, then leaned on the scorched earth with his eyes closed, only by touching the pistol on his waist and the carbine on his lap could he lie down steadily.

After noon, the Japanese troops on the other side did not cross the river or shell the Tangcheng side, and even the silence on the wooden bridge was restored. Tang Cheng naturally did not believe that the Japanese troops on the other side of the river would lay down their arms and become Buddhas, and Tang Cheng, who speculated that the Japanese army was planning a conspiracy, had been observing the other side of the river with binoculars. Tang Cheng could see the Japanese troops in the woods in the telescope, but the Japanese army just didn't attack, but they didn't know what they were doing. The unobstructed riverbank exposed Zhao Zhi and them in the trenches to the scorching sun, and there was always the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes in the air, and the stench was steaming in the air, but fortunately, everyone's sense of smell was somewhat numb.

Tangcheng, who was waiting for the Japanese army to cross the river again, only set up a few observation posts in the trenches, and most of the people slept in the anti-artillery holes, waiting to recuperate enough to prepare for the sneak attack of the Japanese army at night. In the afternoon, the Japanese finally began shelling again, and the rumbling shelling never stopped. The cold guns of the Japanese army are also becoming more and more dense, but fortunately, the guys who serve as observation posts are very sneaky and are very careful to lie down. "Dice, it's time for you and Yanlong to get out of the horse and teach those little devils who shoot cold a lesson." Pressed by the Japanese army's cold gunners, Tang Cheng sent out the dice and rock dragons who were sleeping in the anti-artillery hole.

The Japanese army's indiscriminate bombardment probably cost more ammunition than the sum of several firepower preparations in front, and they were shocked to their stomachs in Tangcheng, and the smoke and dust rising from their heads completely covered the people in the trenches. The smoke and dust made the clear sky above him seem to be in the depths of twilight, and the dice were probably hit by the blasting stones, and a bloody brain appeared in Tang Cheng's field of vision. "It's a real game of dog's day, this cannon is quite accurate, Lao Tzu just fired a few shots, and there were two shells chasing me." As he spoke, the dice tore open a first-aid kit and wrapped gauze around his head, the untied gauze head fluttering in the wind like a flag.

"Guys, here's the food, the little devil is coming." Tang Cheng and the others, who were still recuperating with their eyes closed, were awakened by the shouting of the observation post, so they shouted out of the anti-artillery hole and lay on the trench with their rifles. The routs drilled out of the trenches with their guns and lay on the trenches like Tangcheng and them, waiting for the Japanese army to cross the river. The Japanese army crossed the river this time no longer in a neat queue, but lowered their bodies and used the wooden platoon as a cover, and when they advanced the team to the river, they used the machine guns that followed behind the wooden platoon to shoot at them across the river.

The Japanese intended to use their own machine gun fire to suppress the counterfire on their side in Tangcheng, so as to cover the troops crossing the river. The Japanese mortars and grenadiers that followed up bombarded their riverbank positions in Tangcheng, and together with machine guns, they provided heavy fire support for the Japanese troops crossing the river. The unprepared rout was knocked down by Japanese machine guns and flying shrapnel, rolled into the trenches, covered their faces and screamed, and were dragged away by the military doctor.

"Sir, send a signal, this will not work, the brothers will soon be unable to withstand it." Tang Cheng was using binoculars to observe the Japanese machine-gun positions on the other side of the river, when an old soldier wearing a German-style steel helmet ran along the trench. The veteran's face was full of gray, Tang Cheng couldn't recognize who this thing was, but he knew what the other party wanted to signal himself. When cleaning up the warehouse left by Wallace, George and Zhao Liang also found an old British 40mm anti-aircraft gun in the warehouse, and after consulting George, Tang Cheng used this 40mm anti-aircraft gun as a surprisingly successful long-range firepower.

Tang Cheng had always kept his hands on it, and the 40-mm anti-aircraft gun had already been dragged to a place 500 meters behind the river bank and hidden. This was the only means used by Tang Cheng to deal with the heavy firepower of the Japanese army, and with only those few machine guns, Tang Cheng could not hold the river bank at all. Anti-aircraft artillery is not only used for air defense, on the contrary, it can also be used for ground target strikes, although the British army's old 40mm anti-aircraft gun is not very good rate of fire, but Tang Cheng needs to use its ultra-long range to deal with the Japanese mortars and grenadiers on the other side of the river.

Waiting for Tang Cheng's observation post to find the Japanese mortar position, Tang Cheng sent a signal to the 40mm anti-aircraft gun that had been hiding behind him. The appearance of the 40mm anti-aircraft gun made the Japanese panic, they did not know that the defenders on this side of the river still had artillery, although there was only one lonely, but the powerful long-range fire ability of the 40mm anti-aircraft gun made it a nightmare for the Japanese army. The gunners who operated the 40-mm anti-aircraft guns were also not covered, and a clatter of shells smashed across the river, and a few clouds of smoke rose from the edge of the trees opposite, followed by a deafening explosion.

The place where the explosion was heard was the mortar position and grenadier position of the Japanese army, which should have been hit by an anti-aircraft artillery shell, causing a martyrdom. After the Japanese mortars were finished, the 40-mm anti-aircraft guns, which could move at will, focused their attention on the machine guns behind the Japanese wooden platoons. The stubborn Japanese soldiers threw down the wooden platoons, corpses, and machine guns that had been turned into gun parts, and retreated back into the woods.

When George assured Tang Cheng that this kind of anti-aircraft artillery could be used to clear ground targets, Tang Cheng was still a little unconvinced, but after seeing it with his own eyes, Tang Cheng was already smiling from ear to ear. As long as the 40-mm anti-aircraft gun was in their hands, the Japanese troops on the other side of the river would never have a chance to cross the river, unless they could bombard the anti-aircraft gun with the artillery on those fixed gun positions on the periphery of Ledo. Tang Cheng did not know that he used anti-aircraft artillery to clear ground targets, if it was placed in the British army, it would be laughed to death, the arrogant British would never use anti-aircraft artillery as the support firepower of the ground troops, Tang Cheng this is a precedent.

As the sky gradually darkened, the routs who were still alive in the trenches followed the example of dice, cut some branches and thatch, and planted them in the side of the trench where they were, in case the flares of the night would expose themselves. All the people received an order from Tang Cheng not to light a fire in the position, which meant that everyone was going to eat cold canned food and compressed biscuits again. There are also flares on the Tangcheng side, and a few rounds will be fired from time to time to prevent the Japanese army from forcibly crossing the river at night.

Tang Cheng, who was also exhausted, sat in a corner of the trench with a steel helmet under his buttocks, holding a spoon he didn't know where he had gotten it, and was struggling with a box of cans. Tonight, he wants to stay here, and beware of the Japanese soldiers who jump over the wall in a hurry to cross the river at night. Sure enough, as Tang Cheng expected, the Japanese army really wanted to sneak attack and cross the river in the middle of the night, and more than 100 Japanese soldiers quietly sneaked close to the river with wooden platoons, but they didn't want to be heard by the observation post on Tang Cheng's side. A flare hit the air, and the Japanese troops floating in the middle of the river in a wooden raft were exposed, and they were beaten as a live target for a while across the river bank by Tangcheng, and the Japanese troops retreated.

The three river crossings were frustrated, and the Japanese began to be annoyed and angry, and resumed shelling. This time, not only did they shell the riverbank positions, but they also began to bombard Ledo. The night sky was tinted yellow by the light of the explosion, and everyone huddled in what they thought was safe, motionless as if they were dead. Only the occasional glance in the head or eyes still means that they are alive.

Until dawn, the Japanese army did not cross the river again, and it is estimated that the commander of the Japanese army was not willing to make such a useless sacrifice again. The still alive routers in the trenches hastily gathered the bodies of their comrades who had been killed, and dug the trenches and anti-artillery holes deeper and more concealed with sapper shovels until they thought they could defend themselves against Japanese artillery fire. Tang Cheng lay on the trench, observing the other side with a blank face, the disappearance of the Japanese army made Zhao Zhi very uncomfortable, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, there was another sound of cannonballs in the air, "Shelling, shelling, drilling, drilling, drilling" The veterans shouted loudly and drilled into the anti-artillery hole first. A few shells fell around the trenches, but no explosions were heard, and the veteran drilled out of the hole to look at the white smoke coming out of the shells, and shouted loudly "Smoke bombs, smoke bombs, dogs are going to cross the river, fortify, fortify"

Tang Cheng stared at those shells, and the white smoke emitted from those few things became more and more, and with the help of the wind blowing in the morning, it had already covered a section of the trench. Suddenly, Tang Cheng found that there were two routs in the smoke-covered trench who knelt down and coughed, and began to rub their eyes desperately with their hands. Next to them, a rifleman slipped down the trench and flew back. He couldn't even see the road clearly, and fell into a bomb hole.

"Damn, it's a gas bomb." Tang Cheng, who suddenly came to his senses, desperately shouted at the top of his throat, "Poison gas, it's poison gas." Tang Cheng shouted along the trenches, "Those who have gas masks are left, those who are not retreat to the woods behind, quick, quick." The smoke was about to move to Tang Cheng's side, and he kept kicking and beating the routs with tears and snot on their faces, driving them out of the trenches one by one. Tang Cheng now regrets that he didn't let his soldiers clean up the battlefield, and those Japanese soldiers should have gas masks around their waists.

There were only a few rout soldiers with gas masks, and the rest of the rout could only retreat back according to Tang Cheng's orders, and even Tang Cheng had to retreat with them. The wall of smoke that had moved along the banks of the river weighed through the air, flowing slowly like water into their original positions in Tang City. "Come up, the devil is up." A rout wearing a gas mask pointed ahead and shouted, and the Japanese soldier who was also wearing a gas mask had rushed to the river with a wooden raft, ready to release the wooden raft into the water.