C15 Freshwater wars(1)

After Ye Jian and He Yingqin saw the terrain, they frowned. Although the Freshwater City was not big, it was a tough nut to crack. Moreover, the enemy reinforcements would arrive very soon. He had to finish the battle quickly and get the fresh water in one fell swoop before the enemy reinforcements arrived. Otherwise, the enemy's internal and external pincer attack would result in a reversal of the outcome.

The two of them quickly returned to the General Command stationed at Longgang to report their battle plans to Jiang Zhongzheng. After an urgent research, it was finally up to Jiang Zhongzheng to decide to attack the south side of Freshwater from the flat lake and Longgang. The Cantonese Army would attack from the north and northeast direction of the Freshwater City.

After hearing the order, the army immediately headed towards the south side of Freshwater City City. After clearing the outer area of the enemy base, they stationed their headquarters outside of the Hollow Jade Temple.

On the morning of the 13th February, Jiang Zhongzheng ordered the Mentor's Guild to lead the attack, breaking through the southeastern corner where the walls were less firepower.

The battle started under the first battalion of charge signal s. The soldiers of the first battalion, under the leadership of the officials of the Student Army, carried the cloud ladder and rushed to the city wall.

Several Mackenzie heavy machine guns and more than a dozen Czech light machine guns, which served as cover for the fire, were shooting bullets at the city walls, creating a cloud of smoke.

The shouts of battle resounded throughout the world, and the densely packed fire holes on the walls of the Freshwater City also opened up. Before charging straight, you would not know how terrifying the three-dimensional fire energy web of the Freshwater City was.

The machine gun that was coming out of the hole began to clatter. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a rain of bullets. As soon as the soldiers entered the range of the bullets, their bodies began to twitch and fall like lightning, piece by piece, like cutting wheat.

When the soldiers rushed to the front of the city wall, they were stopped by the four meters wide and two meters deep trench wall in front of them, so they had to put down the ladder to use as a bridge.

He was the first to climb, but before he could do so, the hole in the wall pointed the gun at the ladder.

A burst of gunfire came from the side. The whistling bullets struck the side of the escalator, interrupting it. Du Yuming was unable to dodge in time and jumped down. The rest of the soldiers were not so lucky as they dropped down the escalator one after another under the rain of bullets.

Battalion Commander Shen Yingshi also rushed to the front lines, looking at the soldiers beside him who were constantly falling down, he was dragged down by the guards several times when he wanted to personally go into the city. He charged four or five times in a row, and his body was covered with the corpses of the soldiers.

Just then, the teaching second group's offense also started, although the order was to teach the whole group the way to attack, but with the battle reaching such a stage, everyone held their breath, wanting to attack Freshwater City quickly.

At the same time, Cantonese Army who was working together to fight also launched an attack towards Freshwater's North City and Northeast City. At the same time, they immediately launched an all-out attack as countless soldiers and ladders rushed towards the bottom of the city.

Countless of grey uniformed soldiers rushed forth like the tide in front of the Freshwater City, their cries of battle shook the skies.

On the already established position 500 meters outside the city, the Second Battalion and the 3rd Battalion were preparing to take action. If the 1st Battalion failed and retreated, they would have to continue fighting.

Jiang Zhongzheng did not put down the binoculars in his hands. Seeing that the 1st Battalion had lost their spirit after being attacked for a long time, he put them down in disappointment.

He Yingqin, who was wearing his gold-rimmed glasses, paid attention to the situation of the battle. He noticed that the casualties of the First Battalion were not small and could not sustain an attack.

Liu Zhi leaped out with the shell gun and roared: "Comrades, charge with me!"

Both sides were firing at each other. Unfortunately, the military didn't have any heavy weapons to suppress the city walls, which resulted in a poor offense. Most of the soldiers were already charging towards them. After the Second Battalion attacked for half an hour, it was also replaced. Next, on the 3rd Battalion, the attacking troops rushed up like a tide and fell down bit by bit. Although the military officers and soldiers did not fear death, there were no signs of a breakthrough even in the afternoon. The Freshwater City was still unbreakable, lying on the ground and beneath the city walls were the corpses of the Mentor's Guild soldiers.

Li Boyang who was on top of the sandbag saw everything clearly. He clenched his teeth and slapped the sandbag heavily, then turned to Lan Yundong and said: "We cannot fight like this, we cannot break through the walls, it is useless to rush in."

Due to the fact that the special forces had attacked the Dongguan with heavy casualties, they had been recovering during this period of time. Otherwise, they would have a share of the forces present today.

The Mentor's Guild's 1st and 2nd Regiment attacked from three directions from the Freshwater City's side. Unfortunately, the city walls were thick, and with firepower, they were unable to suppress the city walls and machine guns, causing repeated attacks to fail.

After repelling the attacks of the Revolutionary Army, the morale of the Freshwater City suddenly rose. Xiong Shu, Weng Tenghui, Lin Lie, Doyang and the others also let their worries go.

Xiong Lei waved his hand confidently in the general headquarters. "Masters, everyone should have seen the battle today. Revolutionary Army will definitely not be able to enter the Freshwater City."

The other people in the HQ were also full of joy. Today's battle damage was minuscule, but the East Expeditionary Force that attacked the city was covered in corpses, and inside the thick stone wall of the Freshwater City, everyone's courage increased.

Meng Duxiang looked at the map, then suddenly raised his head and said: "The main force of the East Expeditionary Force is now focused on the fresh water, why not send some of their men to support the fresh water, causing the to be attacked from all sides?"

Weng Tenghui said excitedly, "Our Freshwater City has 4000 elite troops. If Brother Zhao Lin and Chief Ye were to mobilize some troops from the Huizhou and some from Ping Shan to outflank the Revolutionary Army, then the situation in Guangdong would be set."

However, Xiong Suo was too afraid of Zhang Mingda's wild battles a few days ago. He shook his head and said, "That's not right. Revolutionary Army's wild battles are the best.

Lin Lie disagreed, and retorted: "The war machine is fleeting, if we do not destroy the Revolutionary Army, they will destroy us. Rather than that, it would be better to attack from the outside and inside of Freshwater City. With Freshwater City behind us, we will be in an undefeatable position. "

Finally, they agreed to send a report of war to Shantou's Chen Liangming and ask for reinforcements. Chen Lianming felt that it was feasible after discussing it with the staff officers, and ordered the Hong Zhao-Lin and Ye Kai to dispatch troops to assist them.

The command post of the East Expeditionary Force, which had suffered setbacks in its attacks, was also brightly lit.

Jiang Zhongzheng frowned, with his hands behind his back, he walked around the headquarters. He had expected Freshwater to be a difficult bone to chew, but he never expected it to be so difficult.

Director Zhou was the head of the Political Department, he had never been too involved with military affairs. On the other hand, Qian Dajun, Galloping, He Yingqin and Wang Boling stood around the map and discussed softly.

Everyone thought of a lot of ways, but all of them pushed it to the point where they had to rack their brains to study the situation of the troops that were obstructing the attack. After that, they decided to choose one hundred people to fight bravely, and at all costs, they would take down Freshwater City.

As soon as the news of the selection of the members reached the 2nd Regiment, the troops immediately went into an uproar, and the students of Huangpu Phase 1 all signed up for the fight. Chen Mingren, Guan Zenglin, Zuo Quan, Chen Geng, Du Guiming and Li Boyang all signed up for the fight.

A sleepless night, an exciting night.

In the darkness of the night, He Yingqin, who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was riding on a small horse and picking members of the Brave Team. Although they said it was a Brave One, they were actually a death squadron, but everyone avoided mentioning that word.

The unit consisted of 105 people, including members of the national Party and members of the Communist Party, most of whom were platoon officers. As the military chief of the special task force company, Li Boyang was appointed as the vice-captain of the unit.

In an open area outside of pars communis, Shen Yingshi led 105 brave soldiers and stood neatly. He had done all the things he needed to do. The families of the elderly and the elderly had entrusted their best friends to leave behind their letters and wills. Some of them had even given their memorable things to their best classmates.

Li Boyang handed a card to Lan Yundong, and smiled: "Help me give it to Li Yanwei at Guangdong Normal University."

To Lan Yundong, Li Boyang was both a Company Commander and a classmate. The two of them had built a friendship that would allow them to fight to the death in their short life of battle. He accepted the card and nodded with a smile.

Everyone carefully tied up their leggings and belts. They were all light, with only 20 sounds of barbed guns or floral organ s. Their bodies were covered with grenades. He was only waiting for the order to attack, to use his own body and a wave of faith to strike down the block that was blocking the road to the revolution.

The expressions of everyone in the group were very good. There was no fear nor heaviness in them. There was only a heroic and heroic aura of someone who would ignore death and die for the sake of the revolution.

Jiang Zhongzheng could not bear to watch his own student die in front of him. He gazed at everyone and said with a heavy tone, "In Freshwater City, set aside some wine."

With that, he returned to the pars communis, quietly looking at the list of flowers, unable to leave for a long time.

He Yingqin reported to Director Zhou that the 105 Bravehearts were ready, the Director Zhou faced the Bravehearts, and all the Bravehearts seemed to have frozen, quiet without making a single sound.

Director Zhou walked to the front of the group and helped Li Boyang, Cai Guanggong, Du Yiming, and Zhang Jiechun to arrange the gunny sack and straps. In the end, he said excitedly: "Comrades, you will all be charging towards the enemies in Freshwater City, you all have the spirit of not being afraid of death and trampling the enemy's city, that is unique to us Revolutionary Army, and is not something any other Warlord forces can compare to, because you all know who is attacking the city for and who is sacrificing yourself."

Right at this time, Guard Captain Mi Xi ran over while panting heavily, "Reporting to Director Zhou, please return to the main headquarters immediately."

Inside the main body of the school, a nervous atmosphere filled the air. Qian Dajun was talking to the second group of students who were in charge of the general reserve team and talking to Hu Shusheng, who was standing at the side, instructing the second group leader Wang Boling, who was listening attentively.

Jiang Zhongzheng was writing something on the table. Upon hearing the footsteps of the Director Zhou, he picked up a document from the table and said, "En, please take a look."

Director Zhou took it, and saw that it was the《 Revolutionary Army Seating Law》, drafted jointly by Huang Po's Principal Jiang Zhongzheng and Party Representative Liao Zhongkai: "If we were to leave together, we will only kill the class monitor. They retreated in a row, and only killed Queue length. He retreated quickly and killed only the Company Commander. All of the above. Even a million soldiers wouldn't be able to retreat. For this reason, everyone is like a blade that is placed on their head, like a rope that is tied to their heels.

When Director Zhou finished reading, he remained silent.