Trapped in the reef area, the Japanese were still defending calmly, and they became a group of trapped beasts, holding off the tank attack with a battle gun.

On the coastal cliff, Ma Qiang observed the enemy with a telescope, and he noticed that the enemy quickly took advantage of the terrain and formed a defense, which was a good fighting division, and any strong attack would cause huge losses to his side. He attempted to attack with the M1 Mountain Cannon, but the trajectory was too straight to cross the reef to cover the enemy's concentration area.

"Lieutenant, we can't afford to delay here," Li Bingkun said, "Master Tao's intention is to ask us to go south immediately." I think the terrain occupied by these Japanese is good, and they may be able to hold it for a long time, and if you look at the supplies on the broken ships on the beach, they will not starve to death for a while. ”

"If we leave now, they will come out and attack our supply lines from behind, so this must not be left behind."

"That's a dilemma," the chief of staff pretended to lament, "The tanks and artillery are all given to you, and you can't take them down, and I can't help you explain to the division commander now." It's better to concentrate your forces and rush once. ”

"You don't have to charge, when the tide is high, these dog days will naturally come out."

"Rising tide?" Li Bingkun sneered and shook his head, "I was born in Malay, it's not that I haven't seen the sea, have you seen the white spots on those reefs?" The height that those shells can reach is the average height of the tide level. When the water comes up, I'm afraid it won't be able to drown the knees of the Japanese. ”

"Is the chief of staff really from the seaside?"

"That's still fake, I grew up in Penang."

"Then do you know that today is the first day of the lunar calendar, and it is an astronomical tide?"

"Oh?" Li Bingkun was taken aback, he didn't expect this lieutenant to be able to pull out such a word, it seemed to be more long-term than he was thinking.

Of course, Li Bingkun is indispensable for a sincere heart to serve the country, but just like the well-educated overseas Chinese in Nanyang who have a superior family background, he does have a great sense of psychological superiority over these junior officers in China; anyway, after he came to the 201st Division, he found that few of the so-called student soldiers had gone to college, and almost all of the officers did not have watches and gold pens. Basically, it is a group of people who have culture, have never stayed in the ocean, and have never seen the world.

"Are you sure it's a tide today?"

"Chief of Staff, if you have been trained in the Marine Corps and have some knowledge of hydrology, you will know that the water level of the astronomical tide will be higher than average, and just looking at the shells on those reefs, you can't determine where the water will go."

"Marines?"

Li Bingkun was taken aback, judging from the lieutenant's words, he must have worked as an errand in the Marine Corps, he did not know that there were still marines in the Republic of China, and even the Airborne Forces were only established last year.

Ma Qiang sneered twice and didn't answer too much. Today's seaside battle has really fallen into his profession, he doesn't need the support of 419, as long as he observes a little and counts the days, he knows that the Japanese retreated to the reef and killed themselves.

When he was still operating in Shanghai, he used to be a very heavy role, but gradually, whether it was Xu Chong or Lu Qingshan, they showed more advantages, and today it was time for him to show his talent. Ma Qiang ordered the artillery to stop firing and take a look at the beach. Wait for the enemy to come out at any time.

Behind the reef, the commander of the Japanese army, Shibata Yuda, had been observing the enemy situation. He noticed that enemy tanks were on the beach, indicating that there was a way to cross the cliffs behind the sand.

Shibata had already made a plan, once it was night, he would take advantage of the night to blow up the tank, and then follow the path of the bounce to break through the cliff and hit behind enemy lines. Although there are only a thousand men here, it is not enough to build a defense line on the peninsula, but it is possible to hide in the forest and constantly harass the enemy's rear, so that the enemy cannot establish a defense. For the 56th Division, long-distance raids and jungle operations are the best at it.

Of course, one problem with the counterattack is that the moonlight is good tonight and may expose the action. Shibata was planning an attack, but someone reported that the tide was getting closer and closer behind him. He was born in Gunma Prefecture and doesn't know much about the sea, seeing that there are still a few hours left in the dark, how did this tide come so quickly?

The troops began to move forward spontaneously, but the water level rose quickly, and soon it was knee-deep, and they were still concerned about the speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Within thirty minutes, Shibata realized that it was impossible for him to make it to dark. In the distance, the two tanks still occupy their own corners, quietly waiting.

He calculated that he would have to lose at least one squadron before he could attack the tanks, but there was no extra option, and the Japanese troops in the back were already flooded to the chest, and most of the supplies they brought ashore were also flooded.

Shibata drew his saber, stood on the reef, and commanded everyone to rush out of the reef and attack the enemy tanks.

On the cliff, Li Bingkun noticed that the lieutenant's prophecy had magically come true, and the enemy, like a rat in a canal, finally couldn't hold back and wanted to come out.

Ma Qiang called the artillery behind him and asked them to wait for the order and shoot sharply, pouring the shells as fast as they could. In the two hours before the high tide, he did not do nothing, except for the deployment of artillery, and moved all the light and heavy machine guns of the troops to the various obstacles, the enemy's attack was launched at night, and there might still be a chance, but in the daytime, this thousand people, it was impossible to break through the dense fire net, and it would be consumed at an alarming rate.

Desperate Japanese shouters, rushing out from behind the reef. They simply did not have time to deploy offensive lines and distribute ammunition, everyone rushed out in a hurry, many people did not have bullets, just waiting to rush to the tank, with one *, and die with it.

Ma Qiang gave the order, and the dense shells flew to the beach, and the tank machine guns also began to fire. Flat-fire firepower combined with curved shells constituted a three-dimensional kill of dense soft targets, and Shibata himself was killed in the first round of shelling. However, the troops have long lost their effective command, and it no longer matters whether there is a saber-wielding commander rushing to the front.

A long-lived charge with no chance of victory unfolded under a dense network of fire. After the enemy rushed out a hundred meters, dozens of machine guns on the cliffs began to fire. Two tanks on the beach, which began to shoot while reversing.

After the last Japanese anti-aircraft guns were flooded, there was nothing left on the beach that could threaten these tanks, this light tank was armed only with thin armor and weak anti-tank guns, but against the infantry it was still a formidable slaughtering machine.

As Ma Qiang had predicted, the Japanese charge was pointless, with open terrain, dense formations, and a lack of command and support firepower...... All the factors that led to the defeat were piled up on their side, and this battle destined Lieutenant Ma Qiang to stand at the pinnacle of his personal military career. The enemy was reduced to a defenseless target, knocked down by a rain of nets of fire.

From the enemy's hopeless charge to the time when all of them were wiped out, it took only ten minutes, and for the 56th Division, which had once flaunted its might, it was a moment of falling into hell.

As the gunfire subsided, Mr. Li watched the beach through his binoculars. The sea was red with blood, steel helmets and tattered military flags rose and fell on the water, corpses squeezing corpses and drifting with the waves, if there was a hell on earth, it was clearly at hand.

The chief of staff's hands were trembling, it was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene, fortunately it was from the enemy's side. Japanese people are actually just ordinary people, and it doesn't take more bullets to kill a Japanese person.

He turned around and saw the lieutenant pointing at the map. Li Bingkun secretly left and came to his Dodge jeep, which had a radio on his jeep and could communicate with Tao Mingzhang at any time, and he felt the need to immediately talk to the division and tell him that he had discovered a rare tactical genius, and that in a clean battle just now, Ma Qiang had annihilated 1,500 Japanese troops, while his side had lost only one tank, and less than 60 people had been killed.

Near the Bhiburi airport, Lin Xiuxuan returned here and began to deploy a search, but his manpower was still insufficient, only more than 400 people, so it was necessary to track down in a targeted manner.

He thought about a couple of questions in the car, first of all, why did the guy blow his head off? Secondly, why did he carry the documents of a general major general? He questioned several of the soldiers who had shot at the Japanese, who had clearly seen his face and were certain that it was the face of a young man in his twenties, not forty.

In other words, this person is likely to sacrifice himself in order to cover Makino.

Thinking about this layer, Lin Xiuxuan couldn't help but regret his sloppiness in the morning, at that moment, Makino should have been very close to him, and now, 6 hours later, he might have run dozens of kilometers.

The only clue now is that this dead guy, who is not wearing shoes, may be able to find his footprints in the place where he raised his hand and surrendered, and follow the vine to find it.

Soon, following this series of footprints, Lin Xiuxuan found a canal next to the airport runway, where he found messy footprints and a discarded, very elegant English Oxford leather shoes, which are not worn by ordinary Japanese.

Judging by the traces, at least four people were gathered here at that time, and one person was left with only one shoe, and his companion decided to take off his own shoes and put them on for him. Then the man walked out barefoot and surrendered to his troops.

Lin Xiuxuan ordered the troops to follow the footprints, and soon got a report that there were three people in the group, and they walked all the way south. That is, instead of going to the eastern coast, which they feared the most, they went to the Japanese positions to the south.

From a rational point of view, to go to the sea, you have to rely on the radio to find a ship to answer, but they should not have a radio station. It will only take a little more time to go south, and it will not be difficult to cross the intricate control zones of the two sides, because neither side has formed a solid battle line at the moment, which is a seemingly reluctant choice but in fact quite a city government.

Of course, the footprints quickly disappeared into the flooded baths, but it was estimated that these people would not be able to run fast, so he ordered the troops to divide into small groups, disperse and search south, and shoot any Japanese they encountered, but the bodies must be transported back to confirm their identities.