Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 688: Bloody Battle in Luoyang

The defeated soldiers of the Central Army raised their heads and looked at the man who was speaking.

"Captain Gao, what can we do with just five or six hundred defeated soldiers? Aren't we just cannon fodder?"

The person who just spoke was Commander Gao Cheng of the Central Army, a typical Northeastern man, generous and straightforward.

"Fuck you, you are saying such depressing things! I have retreated all the way from the Northeast, and now I don't want to retreat anymore. Even if I die, I want to die in Luoyang!"

Gao Cheng rolled up his sleeves and put his hands on his waist angrily.

Gao Cheng was famous for his bad temper. He had been the regiment commander since the beginning of the Northeast Army. He never tolerated anyone and if he had not been able to fight, he would have been fired long ago.

Because he hated evil and never embezzled military pay, even though he has become a regiment commander, he does not have a car.

Just because he didn't give any gifts to the quartermaster, he didn't get the horse.

Moreover, even if he had a car and a horse, he would not leave the army. After all, being a deserter is shameful enough, so why would anyone rush to be a deserter?

So, he and his troops retreated westward.

Passing by a shelter in the western suburbs of Luoyang, he saw his soldiers staring at steamed buns and rice, and thinking about the various things in the First War Zone, he led his team into the shelter in anger.

"If you are a man with a gun, stand up with me. Even if you have to carry a bomb, it is better than staying here and being a coward!"

Gao Cheng usually gets along well with the soldiers in the army and has great prestige. Once he waves the flag and shouts, the soldiers all stand up in unison.

"Captain, count me in!"

"When a man dies, birds fly to the sky. He will live forever! Do it!"

Gao Cheng nodded towards him. He understood that these soldiers were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of being killed by their superiors.

Since the superiors have taken the lead, what else is there to say?

Gao Cheng excitedly found the company commander of the independent column guarding the shelter.

"Sir, I hear a lot of gunfire. If our group of stragglers are needed on the front line, we should rush forward immediately! Even if we have to block a few bullets with our chests, we can still stop them!"

"Haha, Captain Gao Cheng, are you worried that our independent column can't stop the Japanese attack?"

Gao Cheng felt a little embarrassed. Although that's what he thought in his heart, how could he say that someone was not good enough in front of him?

Gao Cheng nodded slightly.

"Not entirely, I also want to do my part in the war of resistance."

"Captain Gao, don't worry, it's just three divisions. Our army has two divisions and one brigade!"

After hearing this, Gao Cheng seemed not to believe his ears and tilted his ear over.

"What? Two divisions and one brigade are going to resist the attack of three divisions? And there's also a tank division?"

"Yeah, so what? Let alone three more divisions, even if there are two more divisions, we can still kill them!"

Gao Cheng looked at the confident company commander of the independent column and began to doubt whether his previous troops were all made of mud?

If the Central Army wants to withstand three divisions, it will need at least three to five armies, or even more.

"Sir, I know you have good equipment, including planes and artillery, but these are three divisions! Especially the First Division, they have tanks and heavy artillery.

To be honest, when I deployed my entire regiment to the Yanshi front, more than half of our men were killed or wounded in less than two hours!

I, Gao Cheng, thought I was somewhat successful in leading troops in battle, but I couldn't stop their tanks!"

"Okay, since Captain Gao is interested, I will report to Political Commissar Zhao and see if we can assign you to the stretcher team or transport team."

Half an hour later, Zhao Gang's jeep stopped at the entrance of the shelter in the western suburbs of Luoyang.

"Where is Captain Gao Cheng?"

Gao Chengteng stood up and saluted Zhao Gang.

"Political Commissar Zhao, I'm Gao Cheng!"

Zhao Gang returned a military salute, extended his hand and shook hands with Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng quickly wiped his hands on his clothes and stretched out his hands in panic.

In the First War Zone, Gao Chengcheng was a nobody. Not to mention the army commander, he had only shaken hands with the division commander a few times.

"Captain Gao, I was very touched when I heard our soldiers say that you want to go to the battlefield to help. Although you are in the shelter now, your hearts are still on the battlefield. You are worthy of being Chinese soldiers!"

Gao Cheng looked ashamed and lowered his head, avoiding Zhao Gang's gaze.

"Political Commissar Zhao, you are making fun of us, a bunch of defeated soldiers."

"I'm not kidding. You've done what you should do. Leave the rest to us. If you really want to contribute to the defense of Luoyang, join our stretcher team and transport team!"

"Political Commissar Zhao! Aren't these stretcher teams and transport teams run by ordinary people? We are soldiers after all!"

Gao Cheng's self-esteem was greatly hurt. He didn't expect that in Zhao Gang's eyes, their fighting ability was no different from that of ordinary people.

"Haha, Captain Gao, don't worry. The reason I don't let you participate in the battle is not because of your combat effectiveness. It's because our standard weapons are different from yours, and we have to coordinate infantry and artillery, infantry and tanks, and sometimes we even have to call for air support, which you can't do!"

After Political Commissar Zhao finished speaking, he took the semi-automatic rifle from a soldier of the independent column next to him and put it into Gao Cheng's hand.

"Captain Gao, this is our standard weapon, a semi-automatic rifle. You can try it."

Gao Cheng turned the rifle left and right, looked at it, and then handed it back to Zhao Gang.

"Political Commissar Zhao, what you said makes sense. Then put us in the stretcher team or the transport team!"

"Okay, then be careful! Come back safely, and when you're done training, you can fight alongside us!"

Gao Cheng led the team, put on red armbands representing the stretcher team, and then set off in a hurry.

At this time, Erlang Temple, Anle Village and Lion Bridge were in chaos.

Li Jiayu's 122nd Armored Division Tank Regiment shuttled back and forth on the plains east of Luoyang, constantly crushing the Japanese infantry.

The 123rd Armored Division stationed at Lion Bridge was facing the Japanese rd Tank Division.

The Japanese 3rd Tank Division was originally stationed in Peking, on the one hand to prevent Country E from breaking into North China from Mongolia, and on the other hand to carry out special combat missions.

Because apart from the independent column, no other troops in China had a large number of anti-tank weapons, the 3rd Tank Division was able to run rampant in North China and never suffered a defeat.

战车第3师团有两个战车队（第13战车队、第17战车队），共装备轻型坦克100辆、中型坦克335辆。

There is also a 3rd Infantry Regiment for mechanized marching, equipped with more than vehicles of various types.

The 3rd Mobile Artillery Regiment was equipped with 36 cannons, 12 anti-aircraft guns, and 4 field guns.

The transmission artillery team has 12 rapid-fire guns and 6 flat-fire guns.

The entire division was also equipped with 18 heavy machine guns, 144 light machine guns, 2900 rifles and cavalry rifles, and a total of more than vehicles.

For the Japanese soldiers with relatively low tank capabilities, the 3rd Tank Division was like a god of war.