"Order all heavy machine guns and grenade launchers to suppress fire on the Chinese positions, and order the front-line offensive troops to hold on and continue the attack!" Li Shoushan ordered with a livid face.
The 12 heavy machine guns deployed on both wings in the rear position of the Jing'an Army raised their muzzles slightly, aimed at the front line trenches and fired wildly.
More than 24 grenade launchers went crazy, and clouds of smoke exploded in the front and rear of the trench.
This means that Li Shoushan still retained a trace of reason and did not order the six 92 infantry guns of his artillery company to fire on the Chinese position. Otherwise, the shells exploding on the position would be even more frightening.
After all, that would involve the infantrymen who were already very close to the Chinese trenches in front of the position.
The Japanese regular army may resort to this method of killing everyone, but the Jingan Army is different. They are all shameless guys. You can take the younger brother to eat and drink well as the boss, but if you want to kill the younger brother for your own glory and wealth,
If your destiny is not correct, future orders may not be effective.
However, from the perspective of the Jingan troops, the Chinese position was already enveloped by a dense rain of heavy machine gun bullets and grenades fired from grenades, and the sound of gunfire became sparse in an instant.
In fact, this wave of ferocious counterattacks by the Jing'an Army was indeed terrifying.
The 12 Type 92 heavy machine guns fired at a rate of 450 rounds per minute. In just a few seconds, at least 2,000 rounds of bullets were sprayed towards the position, plus the 300 who were knocked down by two heavy machine guns two to three hundred meters behind.
Many Jing'an troops fought back on the spot. At least 2,500 rounds of bullets were fired at the second company position. In addition, dozens of grenades with the power of grenades were thrown at them.
More or less.
Although there were trenches as cover, casualties were still unavoidable.
A sergeant had just emptied the bullets from his gun at the enemy below. He was no ordinary recruit. He had experienced at least ten battlefields in Songhu, Sihang Warehouse, Songjiang and Jiaxing. He knew how to
The posture is the safest, and you also know how to survive the battlefield to the maximum extent possible.
Therefore, he buried his head extremely low, leaving almost only the peripheral vision under the brim of his helmet to observe the enemy below the position. The bullets that were swept away either flew away from his head or hit the soil in front or on his side.
.
He quickly retracted his body into the trench, pulled the butt of the rifle with his hand and dragged the rifle into the trench. All his reactions and operations proved that he was a veteran of hundreds of battles.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will quickly re-press the prepared magazine into the gun chamber, re-enter the fighting position after five seconds and continue shooting at the enemy below.
Even if the smoke is thick and the enemy's suppressive firepower is fierce, he will carry out his mission with utmost determination and suppress the enemy 40 meters in front of the position. If he does not suppress the enemy and allows them to continue to advance, he will enter their bombing zone.
Letting one or two hundred people throw grenades would undoubtedly be a disaster for the people in the trenches.
The reason why he placed the enemy so close to start shooting was that the sergeant also knew his company commander's plan. In addition to maximizing the firepower advantage of submachine guns and shell guns at close range, the more effective method was naturally to use wooden handle grenades.
Long throwing distance.
When the fire suppression of the Jing'an Army slows down a bit, it will be the end of the Jing'an Army who are pinned down below the position.
It's just that it's easier said than done. To properly control the enemy within the attack range of the wooden handle grenade without letting them enter the attack line of the Japanese grenade is undoubtedly a tactic of dancing on the tip of a knife.
, that is the confidence that only veterans of many battles have.
Li Jijin has this confidence, and this veteran who was selected as a precision shooter also has this confidence. Even if the enemy's suppressive firepower is heart-stopping, he dares to lie down in the fighting position and shoot below. At least one of the five bullets will hit.
Enemy, this is already an extremely high hit rate on a battlefield filled with bullets.
However, the battlefield did not give the sergeant who had loaded his bullets a chance to enter the fighting position again.
A grenade hit the trench wall hard and bounced into the trench, landing two meters away from the sergeant.
This is a delayed-explosion grenade.
The sergeant's eyes widened instantly. According to his instinctive reaction, he would lie down on his side and curl up, so as to protect his internal organs as much as possible when the grenade exploded. If he was lucky enough, he would have at least a 30% chance of survival.
But more than one meter away from the grenade was a former security regiment soldier in the infantry squad. Although he had experienced several battlefields, the soldier was still frightened when he saw the grenade rolling down only one meter away from him.
I was stunned, everything from my face to my body was stiff.
"What the hell!" The sergeant, who also had wide-eyed eyes, suddenly pulled off his helmet, held it in both hands and rushed towards the delayed grenade.
Just like catching fish with a bamboo basket in his hometown, he pounced, covered the grenade with a steel helmet, and then pressed his whole body on it.
"Boom!" There was a sound.
The sergeant flew more than two meters high and then fell back into the trench.
"Lao Tang!" It was only then that the frightened soldier realized what he was doing and screamed sadly as he rushed toward the sergeant.
The power of the grenade was so terrifying that the helmet was completely twisted and deformed and landed in the trench spinning a few meters away. However, with the obstruction of the helmet, almost all the incoming shrapnel was blocked, but all the energy of the explosion fell on the body of Sergeant Lao Tang.
There was no heroic farewell to his comrades. Sergeant Lao Tang was already dead the moment he was blown two meters high.
The huge energy generated by the grenade explosion shattered all of his sternum, along with his heart and perhaps his brain.
When the soldiers held him in their arms, blood was spurting from his mouth and nose, and bleeding lines were bleeding from his ears and eyes.
His body was so soft that people couldn't believe that he was the tough guy from the mountainous area northwest of Jingxiang.
"Ah!" the soldier cried heartbrokenly.
He knew that Lao Tang could have avoided death. If he had not done so and had fallen down in time with his reaction, he would have had a great chance of escaping, and he would have been the one to die.
"Lao Tang is dead!" Yang Xiaoshan, who bent down and ran over from the other side after hearing the noise, calmly touched the artery on the sergeant's neck, with a look on his face.
He knew that another old brother from the Four Elements had left him. This kind of experience happened on every battlefield.
Although veterans have many more ways to save their lives than recruits, as the backbone of the infantry, they also have greater responsibilities than ordinary soldiers, which results in their casualty ratio being equally high.
"Platoon leader, it's my fault, it's my fault!" The soldier burst into tears. He gently put down the body in his arms and reached out to hold the gun. His face showed determination. "You two devils, I'm with you.
You guys worked hard."
"Bang!" Yang Xiaoshan kicked the soldier who was a little crazy due to stimulation to the ground.
"I'm here to kill the Japs. They didn't get killed by the Japs in vain. You can fight as hard as you want. Kill five Japs for me first and then die." Yang Xiaoshan's eyes were filled with anger. "If Lao Tang knew that he was using himself
If his life is changed by a fool like you, he will definitely regret it."
Soldiers on the battlefield are growing up, and so is Yang Xiaoshan. He has grown from a somewhat simple superior soldier in the Battle of the Four Elements to an infantry platoon leader with dozens of soldiers. He has learned to accept separation and acceptance.
Sacrifice and learn how to choose life and death.
This was not only taught to him by Tang Dao, but also taught to him by the battlefield, the cruelest training base.
"Go, carry Lao Tang's body to the artillery cave and put it away, and then I will hold on to this fighting position. Lao Tang's gun will be left with you first." Yang Xiaoshan looked at the soldiers with tears on their faces, and after all, his heart was still the same.
I was soft and gave him an order.
This also means to let him calm down for two minutes first, otherwise, the guy with red eyes might accidentally be knocked down by the fierce counterattack firepower of the Jing'an Army.
If the Battle of Guangde was a feast, then today's battle was not even an appetizer. Yang Xiaoshan did not want to lose several people in this battle.
However, this was not based on Yang Xiaoshan's will. The entire second company was killed in this hail of bullets, with two people killed and eight injured on the spot.
Why haven't the fire support platoon's mortars fired back? What are they waiting for? Yang Xiaoshan and the other two platoon leaders may be waiting anxiously at this moment.
This is also part of the strategy.
The two heavy machine guns fired first to suppress the main infantry force of the Jing'an Army, which followed them. While slowing down their speed, they also used themselves as bait to test the direction of the Jing'an Army's heavy firepower. Their infantry artillery positions were all 1,500 meters away.
Apparently it was also because he had been hit by Chinese mortars and did not dare to move too far forward.
Both heavy machine guns were in machine gun bunkers that the Sichuan Army had put great effort into deploying. They were protected by more than three layers of sandbags and a layer of logs, as well as thick branches and leaves for cover. Even though the infantry cannons were blasting like crazy, in fact, both bunkers were
Not destroyed.
Li Jijin needed to mobilize the Jing'an Army's heavy machine gun firepower, which was the firearm that posed a great threat to the infantry in the trenches.
The reason why the soldiers in the trenches have not been ordered to drop bombs on the Jing'an Army at the foot of the mountain is because the heavy machine gun firepower of the Jing'an Army is so fierce. Even lying in the fighting position, you can feel the scorching ballistic trajectory above your head.
It's no use raising your arms to drop bombs.
And now, there are a dozen heavy machine guns on both wings firing wildly. Seeing that the Jingan troops who were suppressed in front of the formation are beginning to move again, the firepower on the position can no longer be as indifferent as the previous wave.
Crazy output, what are the artillerymen waiting for?
In a mountain col two hundred meters away that they couldn't see, artillerymen were focusing their fire.
Those were not two mortars, but eight.
The Sichuan Army is poor and scumbag. The guns equipped to the soldiers are all old-fashioned and there are not many heavy machine guns. However, this is mainly due to the cleverness of a few Sichuan Province bosses. They think that I am fighting for the country when I go out to Sichuan to fight against Japan.
If everyone is already out, why should we give out equipment?
So, I left all the good equipment behind and headed out of Sichuan with my old stuff.
But what surprised them was that they were being clever here, and Jinling was not a good bird. In addition, the battle situation was urgent, so they were sent to the battlefield without changing their clothes as they imagined...
Fortunately, the big guys were clever, but the Sichuan Army division commanders were not so stubborn. Light weapons were almost irrelevant, but "heavy firearms" such as mortars were a must.
Liu Ruzhai's Sichuan regiment has a mortar company. It was originally equipped with 8 82 mortars. In the battle of Si'an, 2 were lost. Now there are still 6, which happened to be brought over by Tang Dao.
.
This was one of the reasons why Tang Dao dared to bring his second company and an infantry company to confront the Jingan Army.
In order to ensure that one round of concentrated fire can destroy at least one side of the heavy machine gun position, two experienced artillery squad leaders strictly checked the bombardment elements in front of each mortar.
If this opportunity is missed, the Jing'an Army's heavy machine gun position will be gone again.
After sharpening the knife and chopping firewood, it was finally determined that the eight 82 mortars with a hit rate of 50% were opened fire.
In one round of extremely rapid fire, each gun fires 5 shells.
40 rounds of artillery shells shrouded the heavy machine gun position placed by the Jing'an Army on the left wing about 600 meters from the front line in smoke.
Six heavy machine guns completely misfired, no, to be more precise, all 12 heavy machine guns misfired.
The six heavy machine guns were bombed, either blown away or stunned, and the heavy machine gun shooters on the other side had their skulls damaged. Since the Chinese had so many mortars to hit their colleagues, they would not be able to do anything at the next moment.
Are you going to turn your guns around and hit them right now?
If you don’t run now, when will you run?
However, what was slightly different from what they thought was that after using 40 rounds of artillery shells to cover the target area, the eight mortars turned their muzzles one after another and started bombarding the infantry artillery position in the distance.
Why not hit those machine gunners who were running so fast? This is what the panicked artillerymen of the Jing'an Army must have been thinking.
Why, I have a curved cannon. Within 2500 meters, I can hit whoever I want.
Mortars are so arrogant.
Facing the power of 8 mortars, except for the limited light and heavy machine guns still on the battlefield, which are still firing to provide support to the infantry, all the heavy firepower of the Jing'an Army at this time is either being attacked or moving their positions first. No matter how difficult it is,
Maintain previous suppressive firepower.
This is the fighter plane that Li Jijin has been waiting for for a long time.
"Except for the submachine guns and shell guns that continue to fire, the precision shooters kill the enemy grenadier. Everyone else, drop bombs for me and kill this son of a bitch." Li Jijin's order was passed intact to the infantrymen by the signal corps.
Row.
If dozens of grenades from the Jing'an Army had just blown up the front and rear of the trench, then what would it be like to see 70 grenades exploding next to the lying Jing'an Army in one round?
That's the end.
In fact, the distance between their individual soldiers was far enough to prevent mass casualties caused by mortars and light and heavy machine gun fire.
But we can’t stand up to China’s prodigal style of dropping bombs!
Each infantryman was required to throw at least four grenades. Because of his superior position, the distance could be about fifty meters, and the distance could be forty meters.
More than two hundred grenades were thrown at him, and the density was almost equivalent to one per thirty square meters.
That also means that even if they make a few mistakes, there is a 20% chance that the Jingan troops will be killed.
In the future, a plague with a fatality rate of 1% will make people so frightened that they hide at home and never leave the house. What kind of psychological harm will it do to people if this percentage is increased by 20 times?
The infantrymen of the Jingan Army subconsciously rolled to avoid the roaring explosions and screams.
People are very strange. When a crisis comes, most people will choose to look for teammates. Only a large number of people can give them a sufficient sense of security.
If the background is a tiger, this concept may work, as long as someone can feed the tiger.
But on the battlefield, this kind of behavior is really fatal, even if it's just subconscious.
When he saw the Jing'an troops being driven more and more densely amidst the constant explosions of grenades, Li Jijin's face showed a chill, "I'll shoot all the light and heavy machine guns!"
Two heavy machine guns hidden in the bunker joined with three heavy machine guns from the 1st Battalion of the Vengeance Battalion and opened fire with all their might.
The bullet tracks were clearly visible flying on the surface of the soil, sweeping away the soldiers of the Jingan Army who wanted to dig a hole in the earth and drill into them.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
The ferocious Jing'an Army used all four limbs to roll and crawl. No matter how fast they came, they would be in a panic when they rolled away.
And there are only a very small number of people who are qualified to be embarrassed.
Only thirty people from the incoming Jingan Army were able to leave this killing field.
Not counting the entire army being wiped out, the battle damage rate was 90%.
This is unreasonable!
In the distance, Ishiwatari Hidejie looked at this scene in disbelief, his head buzzing.
.........
PS: There are a lot of things to do during the holidays. I went to a banquet at noon and there was another one in the evening. I could only turn two chapters into one. It is a big chapter of 4500 words, which is a thousand words less than usual. Sorry!
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
This chapter has been completed!