Whoosh! Boom!
Unfortunately, the command post was hit by a howitzer. The temporary command post made of wood and mud could not defend against it at all. A 150mm howitzer exploded in the middle of the command post.
"Hurry up! Quickly save the regiment commander!"
Wang Qiangguo, who was beside the floor-standing cannon mirror, escaped the disaster, but he was also blown up. His buzzing ears could barely hear the shouts of the soldiers rushing in from outside.
"Guild Leader! Regiment Commander!"
"I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying…How many cannons are left?"
Peng Mengji, who was covered in wounds, was dug out of the mound by the soldiers. Fortunately, the wood and soil above his head blocked most of the impact, otherwise Peng Mengji would have died.
"There are still thirty or so gates left. We can at least take down one of them!”
Under Old Liang's command, the 10th Independent Artillery Brigade had begun to fight back against the heavy artillery regiment of the Japanese pirates. However, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great. If the Japanese artillery was injured, other artillery would come to support them. The 10th Artillery Brigade had no backup artillery at all. Therefore, after two rounds of bombardment from three artillery positions, there were only about 20 howitzers that could actually be used.
"Take our brothers and retreat. The 10th Independent Cannon Regiment cannot be buried here.”
"Regiment Commander, what a good howitzer!! I can't bear to part with Old Liang!"
"I can't bear to leave, but I have to! Staying behind would mean being buried with him! Cough cough!"
Peng Mengji started coughing violently before he could finish his sentence. He even coughed up blood and a small piece of his internal organs. He was almost directly below the impact point. The shock wave alone had taken away most of his life. His internal organs were severely damaged and he could bleed to death at any time.
"Stop shouting, it's too late…Old Liang, bring our brothers and retreat…"
He knew his own body best. If he could undergo surgery immediately, he might still be saved, but the current conditions did not allow it. His body could not withstand even the slightest jolt, and it was impossible for him to last until the transfer site.
The experienced Peng Mengji knew that they had been bombarded by at least three artillery regiments. They could not fight back effectively. If they continued to fight, they would die for nothing.
In fact, Peng Mengji had already guessed this outcome from the moment he started bombarding the enemy without caring about exposing his coordinates.
"Guild Leader! I don't know much about other things, but how could a troop abandon their commander and retreat? Brothers, go and get a stretcher!"
"Old Liang! Have your decades of military life been eaten by dogs? Can't you tell if I can still be saved? Cough cough!"
Peng Mengji coughed up a lot of blood in his excitement.
"Such a good cannon can't be left to the pirates. Someone has to stay.”
Without the trucks, they couldn't retreat with the heavy artillery. Otherwise, with the tortoise speed of the horse riders, the Japanese pirates could easily outrun them.
"Group seat…"
The sobs in the temporary command room were almost continuous. It seemed that Peng Mengji was still very popular.
"Brother Wang, you are now the highest commander of the 10th Independent Cannon Regiment. I will hand over the 10th Independent Cannon Regiment to you.”
The 10th Independent Artillery Regiment was now a hodgepodge. The artillery that had been besieged in Shanghai County and had lost their cannons had basically all gathered. There were more than 2,000 people, but half of them had just been blown up.
"I will not fail my mission!"
"Please, if you don't understand, ask Old Liang. He has more combat experience than me. Alright, don't cry like a girl. Gather the remaining artillery shells. The Japanese will definitely be envious.”
"Understood!"
The staff officers of the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment were all dead. The one who answered Peng Mengji was Old Liang. He stopped cursing and led his men to gather the ammunition and bury the detonators.
"Send a farewell telegram to the headquarters. I, Peng Mengji, have let down the principal's cultivation.”
"Understood!"
Songhu Battle Command…
" Chairman, the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment has been heavily bombarded from three directions. They are severely damaged and are unable to provide artillery support. Peng Mengji, the commander of the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment, is heavily injured and has decided to stay at the artillery position and die with the enemy…"
"Sigh... Remember to treat Peng Mengji's family well. Where's Wang Qiangguo?”
"He was lucky enough to escape the bombardment and took over Peng Mengji's position. He is leading the remaining 1,000 men to break out of the encirclement in the direction of White Crane Ridge.”
"Did you send troops to receive them?"
" Chairman, we don't have any backup troops anymore…"
"Then send the guards from the headquarters! I don't care about anything else, but I must get Wang Qiangguo back. At the very least, I must get his way of buying!”
"Understood!"
The bald man looked at the sand table and shook his head. There had been no good news since October.
The 10th Independent Cannon Regiment…
"Regiment Commander, we're leaving. We'll still be your soldiers in our next life!”
"Cough cough!"
Peng Mengji wanted to say something, but he did not have the strength to do so. He waved his hand reluctantly, gesturing for the soldiers who were reluctant to part with him to leave. Wang Qiangguo followed up with a very non-standard salute before leaving the temporary command post. He was extremely respectful to this kind of real soldier.
"Brothers, I, Wang Qiangguo, am well aware of my capabilities. Although I was appointed as the regiment commander in the face of danger, I still listen to Old Liang. However, I can guarantee that I will definitely get everyone out of the encirclement!”
"With your words, I, Liang Dapao, can rest assured. Little Brother Wang, oh no, Regiment Commander, don't worry and leave it to me!”
Old Liang and Wang Qiangguo both patted their chests and swore, but they were not confident. Although there were more than a thousand people under him, most of them were artillery and were not familiar with battlefield fighting. Their light equipment was also mostly damaged, and the two of them could not get a gun.
Moreover, the Japanese troops in Chongming Island were nowhere to be found. Without their heavy artillery support, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Now, the only gap left for them to escape was the White Crane Ridge.
"Young Master! I..."
"Speak at the side!"
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