allonlinenovel Chapter 177: Battle of Tianjin 12
Chapter 177: Battle of Tianjin 12
Qian Wei stayed in Qianjiazhuang for less than an hour before he led his subordinates to leave Qianjiazhuang amid the reluctance of his relatives from his hometown.
Seeing the majestic Qian Wei driving the huge tank and gradually disappearing from everyone's sight, many young people in Qianjiazhuang showed envy in their eyes.
"What? Are you envious?" The smile on Mr. Qian's face has never disappeared since Qian Wei revealed his identity.
The wrinkled old face was like a blooming flower, and the whole person seemed to be ten years younger. When the descendants heard the ancestor's words, they naturally nodded in agreement.
"Great Grandfather! Can we follow my second uncle? I also want to be a mighty general like my second uncle!" Qian Wenrui said with anticipation.
His words resonated with other young people, who echoed him, "Yes, great grandfather, we also want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the country!"
Mr. Qian smiled, touched Qian Wenrui's head, and said, "It's good that you have such ambitions, but now is not the right time. You must study hard first, so that you can become useful to the country in the future."
Although Qian Wenrui was a little disappointed, he still nodded to show that he understood.
Mr. Qian looked at the other young people and said earnestly: "You are all the future of the Qian family. Remember, no matter where you are, you must study hard and make continuous progress. When you grow up and have enough ability and experience, you can realize your dreams."
After listening to what Grandpa Qian said, the young people nodded thoughtfully. They knew that only through continuous learning and growth could they become heroes like their second uncle.
The children of Qianjiazhuang looked into the distance, their hearts full of longing and expectation for the future.
They know that as long as they work hard, they will be able to realize their dreams one day. And all this is inseparable from the guidance and encouragement of Mr. Qian.
"We should hurry up and cherish the time we have now! Luckily, we can help our Second Uncle in the future. Who knows, we can also become a great general like our Second Uncle!"
A teenager of about fifteen or sixteen was the first to shout out, and the teenagers around him also nodded. Even the expressions on the faces of some of the older juniors had already betrayed their inner thoughts.
When Qian Wei returned to the bridgehead, he found that things had changed.
Originally there was only one old arch bridge, but now there are two pontoon bridges on its left and right sides. These two pontoon bridges were just built by the engineering corps to allow tanks to cross the river smoothly.
Since this ancient arch bridge is very old and has a fragile structure, it cannot bear the weight of more than 34 tons of T43 and Type heavy tanks. Therefore, the engineers came up with this solution to solve the problem.
When Zhang Jiaqi saw Qian Wei coming back, he walked over to ask him, "Have you been home? Is everything okay at home?"
Qian Wei nodded and replied, "Yes, the ancestors are still here! The family members are all here, but my parents have passed away, and my sister married in Tianjin and is not at home!"
When talking about his parents, Qian Wei's face was filled with loneliness, but when he thought that everyone else in his family was safe and sound, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground.
"Well! I'm glad you're okay!" After saying that, he patted Qian Wei's shoulders a few times.
"Alright! Follow me to the headquarters! There are still a lot of things waiting for us to do!"
After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the temporary command center not far away.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Tons of bombs were dropped from the sky by bombers like raindrops, making a deafening noise.
The Japanese anti-aircraft soldiers on the ground frantically stepped on the firing pedals of the anti-aircraft guns, trying to stop the bombs from falling.
"Damn it! Cannonballs! I need cannonballs! You damn Koreans, can you stop being lazy?" Obuchi Heisaburo waved his baton, turned around angrily and cursed the Koreans, the third-class citizens of the empire who were responsible for transporting the cannonballs.
"Hi!" Several Goryeo soldiers who were dragging heavy ammunition boxes with great effort immediately stopped and bowed respectfully to him to apologize.
"Hurry up! I don't need your apology, I need shells! If you dare to be lazy again, you won't be able to eat tonight!" Heizaburo Obuchi roared loudly.
Hearing that dinner might be cancelled, the lazy Koreans immediately perked up and quickened their pace. This time they dared not slack off at all.
Major Heisaburo Obuchi was well-known for his discrimination against soldiers from non-Japanese natives. In his mind, these soldiers from other places were of inferior races and were not qualified to enjoy the welfare benefits of the Japanese Empire.
To him, these soldiers were just objects of imperial conquest, a group that must be ruled and enslaved. This concept also deeply influenced the atmosphere of the entire army, causing those non-Japanese soldiers to suffer discrimination and oppression.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, a 500-kilogram aerial bomb exploded not far away.
The huge impact caused a cloud of dust to fly, and the surrounding buildings were shaken to the point of collapse. The target of the bomb was a 40mm anti-aircraft gun.
But at this time, the anti-aircraft gun no longer existed. Only the flying human body fragments and the broken anti-aircraft gun parts were left, which seemed to be telling the tragic battle that had taken place here.
The sudden bombing threw everyone into panic, and people fled everywhere, looking for a safe place to hide.
However, Major Heisaburo Obuchi did not feel the slightest fear or uneasiness.
On the contrary, a cruel light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hideous smile.
In his view, the life and death of these soldiers had nothing to do with him; he only cared about his own glory and status.
The Japanese troops in the Changping area were originally retreating in an orderly manner, but just after they withdrew about one-third of their troops, the main force of the Chinese 78th Army on the opposite side suddenly launched a full-scale offensive.
Thousands of artillery pieces with a caliber of 105 or above, under the air cover of three aviation bomber squadrons, launched a fierce artillery attack on the Japanese troops who were still retreating in an orderly manner.
This shelling and bombing was unprecedented in the entire Chinese battlefield. Later, even multiple rocket launchers from 16 fire support battalions participated.
The shelling lasted for 8 hours. In just half an hour, the artillery on the front line of the 78th Army consumed 9000 tons of ammunition, not counting the bombs dropped by bombers and rockets fired by rocket launchers.
When the shelling ended, hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles appeared in the field of vision of the Japanese infantry. The defensive fortifications on the positions had already been blown to pieces by the artillery fire.
The Japanese troops who were originally waiting for arrangements from the headquarters and holding on to the front line awaiting orders to retreat collapsed when they saw the huge armored cluster and no longer cared about any orders from the headquarters.
Today's Japanese soldiers are not the same as those in the Showa period when the war just started. 60% of today's Japanese soldiers are new recruits, or older veterans who have been retired for a long time and have been re-recruited.
The most ferocious ones have long since disappeared under the wheels of history, but there are also some brave and courageous ones among the remaining ones.
But they are only a minority after all. In this situation of total collapse and the engulfment of a large force, even the bravest people are powerless to turn the situation around.