Especially where Zhao Daqiang's three infantry companies were about to rush down the mountain, 25 oil barrels were placed every 3 meters, and 25 oil barrels crashed down on the nearly 100-meter-wide mountain.
The mountains in southern Anhui are not like the beautiful Jiangnan. The mountains are very gentle, especially the mountains on both sides of the Laojinkeng Valley, which have a slope of forty or fifty degrees. People have to be careful when walking on them.
The slopes are basically dominated by shrubs and miscellaneous trees. Even if some trees are larger, the oil drum containing sand and gravel with a total weight of nearly 200 kilograms accelerates through a height difference of more than ten meters. It is like a wild horse running on the grassland, moving forward inexorably.
Regardless of whether they are shrubs or trees, they will be broken in the face of such violent energy. The only thing that can cause obstacles to these big guys rolling down may be stones, but that will not completely hinder the direction of the rolling logs.
Throw it high or change a certain direction.
There were even two oil barrels that bounced high and collided in the air, making a tooth-piercing collision sound. Then they crashed down on the hillside, and then rushed towards the river valley in an even more violent manner.
The "rumbling" sound was like thunder. Looking up from the bottom of the river valley, the lush mountains seemed to have been plowed by a giant rake. The bushes and grass were desperately separated to both sides, and there were big trees as thick as an adult's thigh.
It also broke immediately upon impact, and even loosened a lot of stones as a result, and then rolled down the mountain together.
Not to mention hitting him with this thing, I'm afraid even if it rolled off his body, this person would be as good as a cake!
The Japanese soldiers who were originally hiding behind the grass and rocks were all scared to death. I don't know how many of them ran wildly to both sides or down on their hands and feet. Their panic was comparable to that of their colleagues who were hiding explosives in the river valley.
Damn it! I really didn’t know that there were so many Japanese soldiers hiding there! Zhao Daqiang couldn’t help but wipe his hands with cold sweat.
This really depends on Li Jiujin's cleverness. He didn't think of using oil barrels to load sand and gravel as fortifications. I'm afraid the three infantry companies he commanded would have to pay a heavy price just for the trip down the mountain.
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The Chinese commanders on the mountain were secretly praying for luck, but the Japanese troops fleeing frantically at the foot of the mountain suffered a disaster.
Not to mention that this rolling log, which was originally just used to throw "equipment" and scare people, would turn into a pile of meat once it hits someone. The Chinese soldiers of several companies located on the flanks of the mountain will not just watch the fun. I don't know if there are any.
How many guns are aimed at these 'groundhogs' that emerge from the cracks in the grass and rocks!
If you run wildly with two short legs to dodge, you will be killed by rifles and machine guns less than a hundred meters away. But if you want to bet on your luck and not run away, just imitate that 94 Xiaoding.
It's a pity that people don't have the thick skin of Xiaodouding. Seeing those rolling logs that are more irregular than explosive bags just coming towards them, not many people dare to bet.
Those who dared to bet were basically dead, either because they were run over by the oil barrels and suffered broken bones or tendons, or they were knocked or knocked away by the bouncing oil barrels.
Regardless of whether the Japanese soldiers were running away, at least half of them fell to bullets.
Of course, he was still alive, dodging both bullets and oil barrels, but this was only the first wave. The second wave of 25 oil barrels were quickly pushed up the mountain by the soldiers and followed by their predecessors.
'The road that was knocked away rolled down again.
Compared to the Japanese troops on the hillside, they were actually even more unlucky.
Those are the Japanese troops in the river valley.
Accelerated by the potential energy of nearly a hundred meters high, the oil barrel was like an out-of-control wild horse. After rolling down the hillside, it rolled to the bottom of the valley for another seventy or eighty meters before stopping.
In the face of the huge kinetic energy of potential energy conversion, everything is in vain.
No matter what the oil drum hits, it will be smashed into pieces, even if it is a stone. The person behind the stone will also be smashed into pieces. The surface of many oil drums is stained with fresh hair and flesh.
The difference between hot weapons and cold weapons is the range and energy level. That’s why cold weapons have been completely replaced by hot weapons. But one thing is that the blood and cruelty caused by cold weapons cannot be matched by hot weapons that can evaporate the human body in place.
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For example, just like now, the road where the oil drum rolled down can be called a road paved with flesh and blood.
Puddles of flat, spray-shaped minced meat were scattered all over the battlefield. At first glance, they looked like the kind that had to be shoveled up with a military shovel.
Some soldiers of the 4th Company who had just eaten canned beef regretted eating it, because the extremely bloody scene caused many of them to vomit the beef completely.
What a waste!
The same goes for the Japs. They can't just stand and be killed by bullets and die cleanly. They have to be so bloody.
Zhao Daqiang's side threw the 50 oil barrels into two batches and killed at least thirty or forty unlucky guys. However, Li Jiujin's side threw all the 30 oil barrels allocated to him in one go.
Obviously, the coverage area is wider and the destructive power caused is greater. Just the number of corpses of the enemy killed can form an infantry squad.
The veteran oil man didn't even have time to show off his wisdom. He took a breath and exclaimed: "Hey, my mother, if I had known that it would be okay, why would I have bothered to get explosive bags? Our whole army will bring a few
Thousands of oil drums, if pushed down, can knock these bastards off their feet."
Yang Xiaoshan couldn't help but laugh at the side: "Company Commander, let alone whether we can find so many oil barrels, even if we can find them, we still need the strength of our two thousand people."
Li Jijin rolled his eyes: "You're the only one who knows this. By the way, your baby's wings are hard now, and he's always playing opposite to me. He used to be such an honest kid, but I, Lao Li, did whatever I said. Even Commander Tang dared to do so."
beat."
"What?" Several Sichuan Army officers around Lao Li were stunned.
Lao Li and the others noticed that he was a typical bastard, but they didn't realize that this young platoon leader was so awesome! Even the commander had been beaten?
They have never seen with their own eyes how fierce Commander Tang is, but they can't stand it when someone says it!
What soldiers like to brag about most is not only how awesome they are, but also how awesome their officers are. In Four Elements One Battle, Chief Tang killed four Japanese soldiers with a single shot. At least half of the officers in the independent battalion were able to do so.
If someone has witnessed it with his own eyes, then he can’t boast.
However, no one really dared not believe that that scene was published in the newspaper by a reporter from Tantai University, but he didn't mention his name at that time. Unexpectedly, it was Tang Dao who did it.
The Sichuan troops could only prove their admiration for their new commander by being dumbfounded. They had seen the Japanese army's prowess in stabbing, and they felt that they might not be able to win, not to mention one against four, even against one against four.
But such a great person was beaten by this young platoon leader who looked honest and honest?
Several Sichuan Army company platoon leaders looked at Yang Xiaoshan with eyes that almost bulged out.
"Brothers, don't listen to the lie of the company commander. In my two attacks, Commander Tang could kill me with one hand. That is to say, we were not familiar with each other for the first time. I was just a superior soldier at that time. When I was responsible for patrolling the battlefield, I used
He just pointed a gun at him as a deserter." Yang Xiaoshan was a simple man after all, and he hurriedly explained with his face red and waving his hands.
That's awesome, isn't it? At least it shows that this little platoon leader is brave enough. Several Sichuan Army officers laughed, but no one really underestimated Yang Xiaoshan because of this explanation.
This is not to say that Yang Xiaoshan is really powerful, but for a superior soldier to be promoted to second lieutenant so quickly, it shows from the side that Tang Dao appreciates him, and they have fought together in the Four Lines and fought for their lives.
People should never be offended easily.
This is the result that Lao Li, who is smiling so hard that his teeth are shining, wants.
This group of Sichuan troops may obey Tang Dao and dare not disobey military orders, but they are all at the same level, so why should they listen to you, Li Jiujin, and I still feel a little unhappy.
What are you really doing when Li Jijin is holding a military meeting with a shy face? That is to use Tang Dao's attitude to tell those Sichuan Army company commanders that I am Commander Tang's confidant and a hardcore man.
If you follow me, even if you are a company commander at the same level, you must obey me.
The commanders of the other three infantry companies of the Independent Battalion all have their own advantages in getting along with this group of Sichuan troops.
Like the first company commander Leng Feng, he didn’t have to say a word. Everyone else spoke for him. He was the commander of the strongest infantry company in the independent battalion. Even the deputy battalion commander Guo Shouzhi and the chief of staff Zhuang Shisan had to give him enough face.
, I usually call him Captain Leng instead of calling him by his first name.
Only a fool would dare to explode such a person.
As for Qian Dazhu and Zhao Daqiang, one is young and easy to get along with, and the other looks simple on the outside but is cunning on the inside. The most important thing is that they are both from the Sichuan Army, which makes the Sichuan Army company commanders feel much more accepting.
As for Li Jiujin, he did not have the advantages of those three, so he could only find another way to make the Sichuan company commander obey the orders in a disciplined manner. Otherwise, if anything went wrong during the battle, it would be at the cost of human life.
This is the wisdom of a veteran who has been in the army for more than ten years. He knows very well what those officers are thinking.
Now, he just used a joke to make the Sichuan Army company and platoon commanders feel more deeply what a confidant is. Not only the company commander, but also the small platoon commanders have a life-long friendship with Commander Tang.
Of course Tang Dao knew about Li Jijin's little thoughts, but no matter what method he used, if he could command the troops entrusted to him as one, he was an excellent commander.
As a great man once said, "It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!"
Moreover, even if Tang Dao wants to eliminate the factionalization among his troops, can he really do it? Together with the newly joined 9 Sichuan Army companies, everyone in the whole battalion knows that even if everyone is a direct sect, but the Tang Battalion Commander
The direct lines under his command are the 1st Company, 2nd Company and the Fire Support Company.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes! Even if there are only a few people, they will each consider their closeness in their hearts, let alone an army of more than 2,000 people!
No matter what size of troops Tang Dao can command in the future, Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, Li Jijin, Cheng Tieshou and others will all have the label of Tang Dao's direct descendants on their foreheads.
Li Jijin was lamenting the flexibility of his brain while "uniting" the friendly forces under his command. Takeuchi Yunshan in the river valley was also trying his best to use his little brain.
The poor Japanese Army Colonel's fast-moving mind was already on the verge of shutting down, but the loud noise of an oil barrel rolling down, a full 500 meters away from him, forced him to wake up.
The soldier's intuition kept reminding him that a crisis was coming, but he really couldn't guess what the Chinese would do next.
Judging from the intensity of the counterattack gunfire in the valley now, there are at least eight to nine hundred imperial infantry in the valley. Although this number makes the Japanese Army Colonel heartbroken, originally, there were nearly two thousand imperial officers and soldiers entering the valley!
How long has it been since then and there are only so few people left?
However, this also gave Takeuchi Yunshan some confidence.
The Chinese occupies an advantageous terrain and have enough heavy weapons to besiege him tightly. He has no chance of scoring a goal. However, as long as the remaining infantry is not less than 800, he is confident that he will not be killed by the Chinese so quickly.
Yes, the Chinese's heavy firepower surpassed that of their infantry regiments, but it was an impossible task to kill nearly a thousand Japanese Imperial Army troops with just these heavy weapons.
Facts have also proved his judgment. The Chinese heavy firearms are actually exhausted, and the magical weapons that throw explosive packets are basically no longer fired. Although mountain cannons and mortars are terrible, the density of artillery fire is also weakening visibly to the naked eye.
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If the Chinese wanted to eat them, they could only send infantry into the river valley and attack the imperial infantry hidden throughout the river valley.
Everyone uses guns instead of cannons. Takeuchi Yunshan is confident that his "steel army" can defeat three with one. Without three thousand infantry, the Chinese cannot eat them.
This was a ratio that the Japanese Army Colonel took the initiative to lower due to continuous setbacks. If it were on the North China Plain, he even dared to say that one of his subordinates could defeat ten.
After all, on the North China battlefield, he commanded his infantry regiment to chase and fight a Chinese infantry division.
Logically speaking, the Chinese had arranged such a big game to deceive him and would never take such a huge risk to rush down the mountain to fight. However, his intuition told him that the crisis was already coming.
Stimulated by his dangerous intuition, the Japanese Army Colonel, who was a little more awake, chose to lie down in a deep ditch and secretly look into the distance with a telescope to observe the movements in China.
On this battlefield, not being sneaky is completely seeking death.
Ten minutes ago, the lieutenant of the Major Wing, who had been extremely careful with his telescope to check the enemy's situation, was shot into the telescope. The bullet shattered the telescope lens and penetrated into his right eye. Next to the bloody eye socket, there was a hole in the already bloody eye socket.
The blurred face was still gleaming with broken glass in the winter sun.
That kind of weird and frightening cruelty made Takeuchi Yunshan understand that there were Chinese sharpshooters around him, sharpshooters with extremely accurate marksmanship, and they should have killed the communications soldier carrying the field radio in the wing headquarters.
The one who showed his head again was Sun Tzu. The Japanese army commander who put his life first had never showed his head from the hidden position he chose, even when his subordinates kept launching desperate charges towards the hill.
In the field of view of the telescope, he was lucky enough to see the second wave of oil barrels thrown down by Zhao Daqiang's troops, and also saw the extremely heroic imperial infantry under his command fleeing like marmots, and then were mowed down by Chinese bullets, and then were killed.
The oil drums that were jumping crazily were smashed into pulp.
But this is not the key. There are already enough Imperial officers and soldiers killed in the battle, and for the Japanese army commander, the death of dozens more can be regarded as completely calm.
What was reflected on the lenses of the telescope was the overwhelming artillery fire from the Chinese, which sent the infantry more than a hundred meters around the oil drums into flight.
Then, row after row of Chinese soldiers wearing gray-black military uniforms and dark blue military uniforms moved down the road opened by the crazy oil barrels at high speed, and the Japanese Army Colonel's eyes suddenly froze.
The Chinese have actually begun to enter the river valley to fight. Is this going to be a final decisive battle?
The originally confident Takeuchi Unzan was not at all happy about being able to kill a large number of Chinese soldiers, but was more disappointed.
Because he knew that his ambition to wait until dark was completely gone.
The Chinese would rather pay huge casualties than let any of them go.
"Pass my military order, sound the siren, notify the entire army to fix their bayonets, and prepare to fight to the death with the Chinese." Takeuchi Yunshan, who had lost all hope, ordered with red eyes.
No matter how much I don't want to die, at this time, I can only fight to the death.
Everyone in the entire infantry regiment can surrender, but he cannot. If he does not fight to the death, I am afraid that his mother will live on the street, his gentle and beautiful wife will become the plaything of the powerful, and his lovely child will not have enough to eat.
In fact, without him issuing military orders, the Japanese infantry who were forced into a desperate situation looked at the Chinese soldiers rushing down the mountain and reacted one after another, mounting the bayonets hanging on their waists to their guns with murderous intent.
They were cowardly and fled under the Chinese artillery fire, but when the Chinese chose to meet them at close range and completely kill them, this group of Japanese infantrymen, known as the 'Steel Army' on the Japanese island,
After all, there is still a bit of the toughness of the 'Steel Army'.
If Tang Dao really launches a full-scale charge, I am afraid that the ferocious 800 Japanese remnant troops will make the officers of the Independent Battalion heartbroken.
Just like the battle at the pass in Shanxi a few months ago, a Japanese baggage convoy with thousands of people was ambushed but fought to the death, and actually fought with an almost one-to-one battle loss ratio against the Chinese soldiers who had an absolute advantage in strength. Among them, there were
Many of them are elite soldiers who have traveled thousands of miles.
The Chinese commander who won the final victory had a face so gloomy that he could almost shed tears. His inner pain may even be known to those who don't know him well enough.
However, Takeuchi Unzan and the Japanese infantry were all wrong.
The scene they imagined in which the Chinese soldiers rushing down the mountain would charge towards them and fire fiercely did not appear.
The Chinese soldiers who rushed down the hillside shot to crush all the resistance around them while building fortifications based on the mountain. Some even carried the black objects they rushed down the mountain and placed them on the river valley, waving their Japanese-style weapons with them.
Individual engineers dug bunkers with shovels.
What are they going to do? A trace of doubt flashed in the Japanese Army Colonel's agile mind for only a second.
The next moment, Takeuchi Yunshan, who was covered in ice, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Turn the entire army around, charge to the death, and kill them all."
The bone-chilling fear made Takeuchi Yunshan even forget about the possible existence of Chinese sharpshooters. The roaring sound could be heard hundreds of meters away on such a battlefield.
Yes, Takeuchi Yunshan finally knew where the crisis in his intuition came from.
At this moment, the Japanese Army Colonel even hated his extremely sensitive sense of crisis. If he really wanted it, he would have it!
The Chinese plan to divide the cake into several pieces, and then concentrate their firepower and troops to devour them one by one.
Too poisonous!
It’s really effective!
Once this situation is formed, he and his infantry regiment will not be buried alive, and the Chinese will not have to suffer huge battle losses...
PS: Today I will combine two chapters into one chapter. Mainly because I feel that the chapter division is not appropriate. It is still a big chapter of 5,000 words!
This chapter has been completed!