PFC Chapter 621: Big Loss
Chapter 621: Big Loss
The Japanese warships stopped their shelling, and the special forces of the 3rd Regiment carefully approached them. They discovered that the Japanese were escorting the remaining soldiers and the wounded, and boldly proposed a concentrated shelling with the 60mm artillery fire.
Huang Shanhe did not dare to be careless. He sneaked up with forty 60-mm mortars. The Japanese army was transporting wounded soldiers. The two warships were almost close together. Eight landing craft shuttled back and forth in the wind and waves, transporting the remaining soldiers and the wounded with difficulty.
"Captain, it can be done."
When approaching within 1,500 meters, the Japanese army had no vigilance or defense. All the living and half-dead were rushing to the landing craft. In the strong wind and waves, boarding the boat was a technical job. The superior ordered to rescue the wounded first. The Japanese who were almost frozen to death could not bear it anymore. They thought they could survive by boarding the ship. Damn the wounded.
While the three ships were still fighting, three more came over. Huang Shanhe waved his arms at the two rows of mortars.
All in! All in!
Twenty-four Type 60 mortars fired five rounds at high speed in fifteen seconds without any test firing. The last shell had just exploded when the front shell was fired.
The special forces helped the artillerymen lift the mortar and ran away, leaving no time to dismantle it.
The commanders of the two Japanese naval guns went crazy. Right in their sight, five or six landing craft exploded, fuel spilled all over the beach and shallow waters, flames rose, and the boarding beach became a hell.
"Bombardment"!
"Extended bombardment"!
The Japanese warships were well prepared and within a minute they lowered their guns and aimed at the beach.
boom! Boom boom boom!
The ship's guns roared, and the 60-meter mortar position just now exploded continuously, and the entire beach was about to be overturned.
The artillerymen and special operations commandos fled diagonally to both sides. It was so damn scary. If they were hit, they would definitely be killed.
The second round of salvos was extended, targeting the ruins of Liujiatai. The Liujiatai fishing village, which had already become a ruin, ushered in a new round of demolition. More than ten giant shells exploded, and huge smoke and dust rose throughout the fishing village.
The third round of salvos continued, and it was not until ten rounds of salvos were fired that they stopped shooting when they were almost reaching the three semicircular positions.
The team members hiding in the makeshift trenches were trembling. It was so terrifying, like a curtain of thunder from a severe convective thunderstorm, approaching from far away.
At 2:30 in the morning, the two warships sailed away. All those who were supposed to board had boarded, and those who were not on board had to be carried by others. It was no longer meaningful.
The Third Regiment did not dare to be careless and clean up the battlefield at this time. If the Japanese warships did not go far, a round of salvos would cause heavy losses to them.
Huang Shanhe left behind the special operations companies of each battalion, dispersed the troops and reduced the semicircular formation, and the remaining battalions returned home and continued to maintain confrontation with the Japanese troops on the eastern line of Longhai.
As the sky gradually brightened, the special warfare companies of each battalion began to carefully clean up the battlefield. The soldiers kept their eyes fixed on the sea, fearing that the Japanese warships would suddenly turn back.
They found a lot of weapons and equipment left by the Japanese army on the beach, as well as some supplies, including unused mortars. The soldiers quickly collected these things, thinking that they could take them back to the camp for modification and use.
At this moment, the soldier on guard shouted, "There's movement!" Everyone immediately became nervous and aimed their guns.
I saw a few people running over from the inland area. They turned out to be fishermen from Liujiatai Village. They looked at the village that had been bombed into rubble and cried about the atrocities of the Japanese army.
Huang Shanhe hurriedly took the people away. This place was no joke.
"Fellow villagers, your fishing village was destroyed because our Yimeng Guerrillas' Third Regiment destroyed it while fighting the Japanese. Don't worry, I have already applied to Captain Leng Qiang for double compensation for all losses. Let me tell you, it's not just you. From Lanshan Guancaowang to here, the Japanese army burned down fourteen fishing villages. Our Yimeng Guerrillas will pay for them all."
As the sun rose completely and it was confirmed that the Japanese troops would not return, the special forces, along with the harvested supplies and the civilians who were willing to go with them, slowly evacuated the smoke-filled beach and returned to their own positions. There were so many things to do!
It was daybreak. Chen Feng felt a little confused while listening to the reports from the Second and Third Regiments. They were going to suffer huge losses. The Second Regiment had demolished the gates of thousands of households, allowing the Japanese to almost destroy two villages and one and a half streets. The Third Regiment was even more ruthless, reducing more than a dozen fishing villages to ashes.
"Captain, why do you want double compensation? We are the only one that offers single compensation! Aren't you satisfied with that?"
Chen Feng glanced at Song Zihan who was complaining.
"First of all, the people are not dissatisfied. We may have to accept their fate even if we don't accompany them. Secondly, we can't let the people work in vain. Just giving them money for a house cannot compensate their losses, because many losses cannot be counted or estimated. Now that we have said it, we must keep our word. The last point, we are really not short of money. Double compensation will benefit the people. The next time the Japanese come to harass the base, we need to clear the countryside or need help from the people, it will be a matter of a word. Do you understand?"
"I understand, it's about winning people's hearts"!
Chen Feng was speechless. The last thing he wanted to do was to win people's hearts.
"You go to Old Yan and send the money over as soon as possible, with priority given to using dollars. If it's double compensation, we won't have to provide labor to rebuild the homes of the people. Send some grain over. In addition to the dollars in compensation, each family will be given 100 kilograms of grain."
South of Linyi City, more than 5,000 Japanese soldiers built a circular position, quietly waiting for the attack of the Yimeng guerrillas. Unexpectedly, the other side had no intention of attacking at all and had been reinforcing the trenches. From the excavated soil, it could be seen that the trenches were already quite luxurious.
Nakamura Yuichi and Inoue Kiyomizu looked at each other and smiled bitterly. The shelling had not stopped all night last night. Although the damage was not great, it really affected the soldiers' rest. They had not slept for two days and two nights, and many soldiers looked very tired.
According to Nakamura Yuichi, no matter how the Yimeng guerrillas attacked, the two would have enough excuses to retreat after losing some troops. However, they did not expect that the other side would not play according to the routine at all. The trench had been dug to a certain scale in one night, and was still being dug at ten o'clock in the morning.
None of this is important. What’s important is that their own fighter planes and bombers will not come. The Central China Expeditionary Force Command did not explicitly say that it would abandon them, but both of them understood the meaning, so let them fend for themselves!
Since there was no way to rest, they just watched the fun! Many soldiers lay on the trenches and watched the Chinese soldiers digging trenches. Some were smoking cigarettes, and some were digging cans. They seemed very happy.
The brigade commander in charge of the baggage suddenly found Nakamura Yuichi to report.
"General, we have enough water for three days, our rations are only enough for two days, and our medicine reserves are running low."
"What? Baka!"
Snapped!clap clap clap!
He was slapped four times in the face, making the captain of the logistics corps shout "Hi" repeatedly.