sjar Chapter 1107 Nanjing-Shanghai Railway
Chapter 1107 Nanjing-Shanghai Railway
According to the Japanese army's original plan, a large number of personnel and supplies were to be transported to the vicinity of Nanjing via this railway. But the Japanese soldiers in front of them were dumbfounded. Just now, more than 400 soldiers, along with their weapons and equipment, had been blown into the air right before the eyes of those around them.
"Baka! How exactly did you conduct your inspection? Is this the result of your inspection? Didn't I ask you? You checked the railway and the trains inside and out, and you told me you checked everything. Now these four hundred-plus soldiers haven't even seen the enemy yet; they just disembarked from a ship from Japan, and now they've lost their lives. How am I supposed to explain this to them?"
A Japanese colonel slapped the men in front of him repeatedly. These men were the reconnaissance soldiers in the army. Before the soldiers boarded the train, they were all checked by the colonels, and they checked them carefully twice to make sure there was no danger.
The higher-ups were also skeptical, given the numerous explosions around the Huangpu River. They sent men to investigate, and after two rounds of checks finding no danger, the hundreds of soldiers finally went up with their guns. But less than half a minute after the last soldier went up, several trains suddenly exploded, sweeping away over fifty soldiers.
The soldiers in charge of reconnaissance all had their heads down. No matter how much their superiors scolded and beat them, they were puzzled. They had checked all the places that needed to be checked, and in addition to them, the combat troops had also been sent up, but they still couldn't find anything.
Of course, we can't cause trouble for them now. After all, those inspectors have already reprimanded us, and we're still standing here unharmed. There's probably no other outcome than accepting punishment.
Colonel Haneda beat his hands until they were almost numb before ordering the military police to take the men away; they needed to investigate thoroughly. He had initially thought that what happened in other armies wouldn't happen in his own infantry company, but now it seemed that all Japanese armies were essentially the same. Once you set foot on the land of Huangpu, you had to face these kinds of things.
When we first disembarked from the ship, the dispatched army headquarters sent several officers, who acted as guides, and explained things very clearly. While the area around Huangpu was nominally ours, and we had effectively occupied it, under certain circumstances, everyone still had to treat it as enemy-occupied territory.
Colonel Haneda and several other high-ranking officers around him were somewhat puzzled. "What kind of definition are you using?" they asked. "There are Japanese soldiers and merchants everywhere. Doesn't this count as our occupation?"
At the time, they were unclear about the surrounding situation, but now they have figured it out. In name, you have indeed occupied this place, but in many nooks and crannies that you cannot see, there are still a large number of resistance fighters. And the weapons and equipment in the hands of these people are not just at the level of guerrillas, but are even more advanced than those used by you.
Yesterday afternoon, a Japanese transport convoy was attacked, right in front of Colonel Haneda. At the time, Colonel Haneda was directing his soldiers to set up tents in an open area nearby when four Japanese transport trucks drove up the road. Colonel Haneda didn't think much of it at first, but when he turned around again, two rockets flew from the wasteland opposite. Aren't these things being researched in European countries? I never expected to see them used in actual combat in Huangpu.
Two rockets flew over at high speed, and the two trucks in the center of the formation instantly turned into two fireballs, killing all forty-odd soldiers on them.
Colonel Haneda and his soldiers were witnessing the cruelty of war for the first time. Just moments before, those soldiers had greeted them from the vehicle, exchanging hometowns and unit numbers, hoping to find someone from their hometown.
Less than a minute has passed, and there's no need to look for people from their hometown anymore. The people on top have been blown to pieces, and some have even jumped off the vehicles, their bodies engulfed in flames. The soldiers around them wanted to help, but the heat from the explosion made it impossible for them to lift their heads; they could only listen to their comrades screaming.
According to Li Shaoyi, such howling sounds are extremely advantageous to us. We should let such sounds spread throughout the Japanese military camps. We should not let them think that fighting here is a kind of enjoyment. We should also make them understand that fighting here means facing death at any time. It is not surprising that you are the occupying forces. Although our main force has withdrawn, the people we left behind can still make you feel fear.
When Colonel Uda first heard Li Shaoyi's words, he immediately scoffed, finding them unimpressive and dismissing them as nothing more than the last vestiges of a defeated general's resentment. Now, after two days, he finally saw what Li Shaoyi's remaining men were up to.
If yesterday's forty or so soldiers were just an appetizer, today's hundreds are enough to land him in a military court. Don't be fooled by his imposing manner in disciplining his men. This is no small matter; hundreds of soldiers have perished in the rear. His superiors won't let him off the hook. Once the whole affair is investigated, he will definitely be held accountable.
What are those people doing?
Although Colonel Uda felt uncomfortable after regaining his senses, the troops were still there, and he still had to give orders; he couldn't just give up now.
"Sir, some soldiers started having diarrhea this morning, but the medics didn't pay attention, and now it has spread to more than a hundred soldiers."
The adjutant below said with some concern, and following his gesture, they saw that there were no toilets about thirty meters south of the railway line. A group of Japanese soldiers were piled up there defecating, clearly suffering from severe stomach problems.
"Those damn bastards ordered them back here immediately and forbade them from going anywhere outside the station..."
Colonel Haneda had barely finished speaking, and before his adjutant could react, sporadic gunfire erupted from the south side. Then, one by one, a group of Japanese soldiers who were taking their diaper fell to the ground.
Semi-automatic sniper rifle...
Colonel Haneda could tell that the enemy's numbers weren't many, maybe five or six at most, but they were using semi-automatic rifles, and his soldiers were too obvious targets. It was practically one shot per soldier. From his position, those bastards who couldn't even pull up their pants were falling down like dominoes...