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Chapter 95 The Yangtze River bleeds (2)

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    On the way from Changning to Yibin by military vehicle, Long Yunfeng kept his eyebrows pursed and his lips pursed, silent.  While he carefully observed the military situation, people's situation and terrain along the way, he was deeply immersed in various complex thoughts about the ancient land at his feet.  Long Yunfeng was originally a person with an exposed personality who liked to scold Fang Qiu and point his way to the country, but since he was shot by Ye Shen Yingzhong, he gradually became serious in speech, silent, reserved and proud.

    If Long Yunfeng was to rank in his mind the strength of the combat effectiveness of all the armies in China at this time, the Northeastern Army, which came from a place with tough folk customs and a bitter cold outside the customs, had the dual huge advantages of the quality of its soldiers and the firepower of its land, sea and air equipment.  Undoubtedly, they rank first; followed by the direct troops of the Kuomintang Central Army, especially the main aces such as the Fifth Army, the Eighteenth Army, and the New 74th Army, their combat effectiveness is also impressive; and then it is the turn  The Northwest Army, which has ¡°nothing to fear except women and money¡± (Feng Yuxiang¡¯s words), the Red Army of the Communist Party of China, which fought all the way through the Long March and repeated encirclements and suppressions by the Central Army, and Guangxi, which was managed with great pains by Generals Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi.  In Long Yunfeng's opinion, all the other troops could only be ranked third-rate.

    But the Sichuan army in front of him made Long Yunfeng very emotional and difficult to make a decision.  The equipment of the Sichuan Army is extremely poor. The soldiers wear straw sandals, carry bamboo hats on their backs, and carry outdated "Made in Hanyang" and "old sleeves". There is basically no support for artillery and heavy weapons, transportation, communications, supplies, sanitation and other facilities. Logistics  Supplies are the bags and backpacks carried by the Sichuan soldiers; but what Long Yunfeng, a modern German soldier, dislikes the most is the many bad habits and bad military discipline in the Sichuan army. Many Sichuan soldiers are "idle soldiers with broken guns".  Add opium pipe)".  When he served as chief of staff of the Nanjing Garrison Command of the National Army, Long Yunfeng witnessed with his own eyes the shabby and embarrassment of the 22nd Army of the Sichuan Army, which had come all the way from Sichuan for reinforcements. ¡°A company only had eighty or ninety soldiers and only one weapon.  There are light machine guns and fifty or sixty rifles. Some guns have been used for so long that their rifles have lost their rifles. There are also a few rifles whose handles are tied with hemp rope to prevent them from being lost.

    The inferiority of the weapons is unimaginable." In Long Yunfeng's view, this kind of equipment was far inferior to the input of the Sichuan Army and the fighting of the Japanese troops who were armed to the teeth before the Northeast Rebellion in 1928.  The war was almost a pure act of risking death. But the facts shocked Long Yunfeng. The Sichuan Army troops, whose equipment was inferior to that of the Chinese Communist Red Army just after the Long March, showed no fear in the face of the vicious Japanese troops on the Beijing-Shanghai battlefield. These  The short Sichuan soldiers did not hesitate after receiving the order to go up to the peak. They went forward to carry the Japanese aggressors' steel chariots with their flesh and blood; among them, the performance of the 26th Division alone on the Songhu battlefield was impressive.  People praised the division for seven days and nights in the battle to rescue the "Meat Grinder" Luodian, killing and wounding nearly a thousand Japanese troops. The division's more than 5,000 people participated in the battle, but only less than 800 remained in the final battle; to spare the country.  Long Yunfeng also stood in awe of the Sichuan army generals represented by General Hua Zhong and their spirit of serving the country without hesitation.

    At this time, the Changning Airport under his feet and the other Northeast Army Air Force airports in various parts of Sichuan that were quickly built almost overnight were also filled with the blood and sweat of tens of thousands of ragged Sichuan migrant workers who were suffering from hunger.  It was completed with pairs of calloused hands and simple primitive tools; along the Sichuan River, you can see shirtless Sichuan shipping boatmen sweating profusely, shouting the solemn Sichuan River chants, and actively transporting soldiers, rations, and refugees all night long.  and various military and civilian supplies to support the frontline national army in the war.  This scene touched Long Yunfeng's heartstrings.

    "What a good people! What a good people! Do we really have to sacrifice them to dig embankments to release floods?" Long Yunfeng's heart became heavier and heavier.

    In his reverie, the car has arrived at the gate of the National Army's Southern Sichuan Defense Headquarters on the outskirts of Yibin. Lieutenant General Deng Xihou and a group of Sichuan Army generals who received the news are already waiting outside the door.  Seeing Long Yunfeng, Chu Qiming and his entourage get out of the car, Deng Xihou led everyone to stride over, while forcing a sincere smile on his face shrouded in clouds: "Commander Long, Brigadier Chu,  And everyone, welcome!¡±

    The generals of the two armies solemnly saluted each other and shook hands with each other.  "Commander Deng, the military situation is very strong, let's not waste time saying polite words." Long Yunfeng strode into the command room with Deng Xihou, and went straight to the point without waiting to sit down, "Now I am most concerned about and the most important thing at the moment.  Yes, 1. How long can the troops on the front line hold out? 2. How long will it take for all the people in the four cities in southeastern Sichuan to be evacuated? 3. The construction of the second anti-flood dam across the river and other flood control matters have been completed  how's it going?"

    The weak smile on Deng Xihou¡¯s face was immediately overwhelmed by sadness again. He sighed, pointed at a huge military map of Sichuan Province spread out on the table and said with difficulty: "nbsp; Miao Datian burst into tears. He suddenly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the Giant Buddha of the Eight Immortals Mountain. Then he kowtowed again to the statue of Zhuge Liang in the Wuhou Temple. His words shocked people's hearts: "Master Buddha  ! Mr. Wuhou! The Japanese are about to invade our Sichuan. We have no choice but to dig up the embankment and release the flood water! If we commit evil and drown the people, you must forgive us!"

    The officers and soldiers of the Zhongchuan Army and Civilian Corps all hugged each other and cried. The scene was a tragic and tragic scene.  The engineers and soldiers of the Northeast Army on the side could not help but shed tears.

    At 8:48, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The more than 800-meter river embankment at Baxian Mountain in Longhua Town, Pingshan, Jinsha River was plunged into a devastating explosion amidst a series of huge thunder and loud noises, and was buried in the river.  The huge power of several tons of TNT high explosives in the charging chambers of the twenty blasting points of the embankment instantly blasted this section of the river embankment into holes and fragments.  The raging and roaring Jinsha River immediately rushed into each breach, with huge waves tumbling. The river jumped violently like dragons breaking through the prison and broke through the embankment. The broken river embankment was quickly completely washed away, and the breach was also due to the force of the water.  Rapid and rapid collapse.

    ¡°Rumble¡­¡± With a loud roar like a waterfall pouring down, the Yangtze River floods all over the mountains and plains spread rapidly like thousands of horses galloping towards the empty villages and towns nearby.  Under the cloudy sky, Longhua Town, Pingshan City, Changning County and other places downstream of the embankment breach were swallowed up one by one by the beast-like flood demons, turning into endless swampy oceans, and the rolling Jinsha River gushed thousands of miles away.  The waves are three feet high.  In just five days, the entire southeastern Sichuan and about 22,000 square kilometers of the border areas of Yunnan and Guizhou provinces with Sichuan were flooded by the torrent of the Yangtze River that swept away thousands of troops.  The Japanese 133rd, 138th, and 140th divisions that were fighting in this battlefield were caught off guard. There were about 13,000 Japanese troops who were unable to retreat in time to avoid the flood, and more than 35,000 Sichuan troops and more than 35,000 Sichuan troops who fought to the death.  More than a thousand Northeastern Army paratroopers were all killed in this torrent.

    (June 20th is my 22nd birthday, haha, I hope everyone can leave messages to encourage me; these sections are mainly about Sichuan, which reminds me of my tragic experience of being dumped by a girl in Dazhou, Sichuan. Alas,  She is indeed ruthless, and she is worthy of being a hot girl) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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