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Chapter 212 Torpedo News



Chapter 212 Torpedo News

212 Torpedo News

After a brief conversation with Ye Qingshan, Zheng Quezi returned to his unit and led his soldiers north.

It took them less than an hour to reach the position of Wang Dachuan Camp downstream.

At this time, the Japanese who attacked last night had already retreated.

At the end of the battle last night, both the Japanese and Wang Dachuan's soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

But because the Japanese command center was destroyed, the soldiers lost command and chaos broke out.

In this situation, the remaining Japanese major, Matsuishi Shunya, found several Japanese officers in time.

Let them go out and gather the troops, and then withdraw with the Japanese.

Prepare to regroup and fight back.

Otherwise, the Japanese who lost their commander would not be able to gain an advantage even though they had the advantage in numbers.

"anyone there?"

Several soldiers under Zheng Quezi were the first to reach the blocking position guarded by Wang Dachuan's troops last night.

But there was nothing else to see except the corpses of Japanese and Nationalist soldiers everywhere on the ground.

But no living people were seen.

These anxious young Kuomintang soldiers shouted loudly.

They thought that all the national troops here were killed.

"What are you shouting for?"

Suddenly, a dissatisfied scolding came from the side.

The young National Army soldiers were so frightened that they immediately pointed their guns in that direction.

Then, they saw the body of a Japanese soldier in the nearest trench, whose cotton clothes had been stripped off and only a white diaper remained.

He lay there naked, frozen stiff.

Next to the Japanese corpse, there was a dusty Kuomintang soldier lying there, still covered in the Japanese uniform.

At this time, the Kuomintang soldier opened his eyes and stared at these people.

"Oh my god, brother, you scared me to death."

After seeing clearly that they were one of their own, a young National Army soldier breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"We are from the Third Battalion, and we are here to take over your defense."

The young soldier continued.

After hearing this, the old soldier in the trench slowly stood up and collected the Japanese's cotton coat but did not throw it away.

For the national army soldiers or the ordinary people in the city at this time.

The cotton clothes on these devils are all good things.

At this time, it has entered winter and the weather is getting colder.

These national army soldiers were guarding a position near the river last night, and the cold wind was biting.

Fortunately, they stripped the cotton clothes off the Japanese and were able to survive this cold night.

Otherwise, people will really freeze to death.

"Brothers from the Third Battalion, I'm glad you're here."

There were finally some emotions on the old soldier's tired face.

Then he turned around and shouted, "Everyone, get up. The brothers from the third battalion are here to take over from us."

Following the old soldier's shout, the young Kuomintang soldiers from the Third Battalion saw a lot of heads popping up in the trenches.

They were all Kuomintang soldiers who were resting and fell asleep.

“I’ve heard it a long time ago.

I want to sleep some more.”

Other veterans stood up.

In fact, when these young soldiers from the Third Battalion approached their position, they were already discovered by the sentries on the position.

However, when the sentry found out that they were his own people, he did not wake up the sleeping brothers.

They fought fiercely all night and were exhausted.

Not long after, the deputy battalion commander Zhao Dongsheng met Zheng Quezi and immediately asked Zheng Quezi about the news about Wang Dachuan.

"Captain Zheng, you guys come over from Xiaguan.

How is our battalion commander's surgery going?"

The few remaining officers in Wang Dachuan's camp gathered together and looked at Zheng Quezi.

“Don’t worry, your battalion commander is a tough guy.

It’s not so easy for the King of Hell to take him away.

The operation was successful."

Zheng Quezi smiled and spoke to everyone, comforting them.

Didn't tell them the whole truth.

Wang Dachuan's operation was successful, but he is still in a coma and no one can say whether he can wake up.

Zheng Quezi said this because he didn't want to disappoint the surviving soldiers.

"Deputy Zhao, how many people are left in your battalion?"

Zheng Quezi then asked Zhao Dongsheng.

"Reporting to Captain Zheng, after the battle last night, our battalion still has 127 people, including the lightly wounded."

After hearing this, Zheng Quezi also fell silent.

But he knew that when Wang Dachuan's battalion was fully staffed, there were more than 500 people.

Unexpectedly, nearly four hundred people were killed in just one day of fierce fighting.

This casualty rate is no lower than that of the Battle of Shanghai.

"Deputy Camp Zhao, you have gloriously completed the blocking mission assigned by Commander Ye.

Logically speaking, you should be allowed to withdraw.

However, the situation is now serious.

The Japs may counterattack again at any time.

In order to hold this place completely, I need everyone in your battalion to stay behind except the wounded.

Form a reserve team and retreat one kilometer south to rest.

The next battle will be handed over to our Third Battalion.

But if there are more Japanese coming from behind and their attack is more frenzied, our third battalion will be wiped out.

We still need you to step up.

Do you understand? "

"I understand!"

Zhao Dongsheng did not show any dissatisfaction and nodded in response.

Zheng Quezi nodded with satisfaction, patted Zhao Dongsheng on the shoulder, and said gently: "Take the people from your camp with you.

Go away and eat something hot.

Have another good night’s sleep.”

"Yes!"

Zhao Dongsheng then led the team to retreat one kilometer and found a forest to rest.

"Everyone, repair the position immediately."

After Zheng Quezi took over the position, he immediately issued orders.

At this time, he also saw that the area around the position was littered with the corpses of Japanese soldiers whose cotton clothes had been stripped off.

Then he gave the order: "Throw all the Japanese corpses into the big pit in front and burn them."

Just when Zheng Quezi led his troops north and took over the blocking position in the north.

Ye Qingshan led his soldiers back to the riverside.

Looking at the Japanese battleship Kirishima still parked on the Yangtze River, his expression was indifferent.

Ye Qingshan knew that this was only the second day since they trapped the three Japanese warships.

As for when we will besiege the Japanese fleet.

In fact, Ye Qingshan himself didn’t know.

Because he was also waiting, waiting for the torpedoes purchased by Ye Qingshan from the Pitt family to be delivered as soon as possible.

Ye Qingshan couldn't tell how long this period would take.

It was not until the morning of the 21st that Ye Qingshan received another telegram from Commander Chen Cheng.

"Haha."

After reading the telegram, Ye Qingshan laughed happily.

Xiao Wusheng and others nearby were all confused, but they knew it must be good news.

And it’s great news, otherwise it wouldn’t be worth it for Ye Qingshan to be so happy.

"Pete's sister is just as Pete said, she is very efficient.

I thought I would have to wait several days for the torpedoes.

We have actually arrived in Hong Kong now.

How did she do that?

After Ye Qingshan finished laughing, he spoke.

"However, we need to transport this batch of torpedoes as soon as possible.

I still need the help of Commander Chen."

Ye Qingshan turned around and said to the telegraph operator: "Send a telegram to Commander Chen immediately. We need help."


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