Colonel Watanabe didn't care about this, and at this moment he had an idea in his mind: his counterattack plan was destroyed by this artillery fire.

He stared at the artillery staff and asked seriously: "Is there any way to counterattack, or fire the artillery to destroy the enemy's mountain artillery positions first, and then counterattack the mortar positions near us. If these artillery cannot be destroyed, our troops will be blown away by the opponent with artillery fire as soon as they assemble. Not to mention a comprehensive counterattack, it will be difficult to block the enemy attacking us!"

The artillery staff frowned and replied: "It's very difficult!"

"There must be enemy artillery observers around the battlefield. No matter where our artillery is transferred, they will find them in advance and then take the initiative to shell us."

"Our mountain artillery number is smaller than theirs. If only two or three rounds of artillery battles are needed, they will be exhausted by the enemy artillery troops."

"Without the mountain cannons, no matter how many mortars there are left, they cannot reach the opponent's mountain cannon position. Then we will have to passively be bombed in the next battle!"

Colonel Watanabe was very annoyed and scolded: "Are we also being passively bombed now? What's the difference between it and what you just said?"

"I do not require artillery troops to destroy the enemy's mountain artillery positions, but only require artillery troops to hold back the opponent's artillery troops. In this way, the First Battalion will have the opportunity to assemble troops, block the National Salvation Army's chariot troops, and buy time for the rapid-fire artillery squadron to support the battlefield!"

The artillery staff heard it: the corps leader wanted to kill the National Rescue Army's chariot troops at the cost of several mountain artillery.

Although I feel reluctant to give up, for the sake of the overall situation, I must give up what I should give up.

On the battlefield, sometimes in order to achieve strategic goals, an infantry brigade said that he would give up even if he gave up, let alone a few mountain cannons.

The artillery staff could not find a reason to refuse, so they could only accept the order, and then gave orders with heartache.

As soon as Colonel Watanabe heard this, he turned his attention to the captain of the First Brigade: "Continue to assemble the troops, block the chariot troops that attacked us at all costs, and buy time for the rapid-fire artillery squadron!"

The chariot troops are too threatening!

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the four words "what you want".

If they cannot be destroyed as soon as possible, nearly twenty light and heavy machine guns mounted on the chariot will definitely kill a team of more than 1,000 meters from beginning to end, and the troops will suffer great losses.

For the overall situation and to save more troops, the First Brigade is willing to fight all its strength.

The captain understood as soon as he heard this order was related to the life and death of his own troops, and also to the survival of more troops without the attack of chariots.

Facing the gaze of the team leader, he replied with a firm expression of no other than me: "Please rest assured that the team leader, the first team will definitely not disappoint you again!"

After saying that, he carried a commanding knife on his waist and rushed towards the highway with several guards.

Colonel Watanabe was both nervous and looking forward to it.

As long as the artillery troops and the First Battalion can successfully complete the task and achieve the combat goals, the big counterattack that I have been thinking about will still have a chance to continue!

However, God made another big joke with him.

The captain of the first brigade had just disappeared from Colonel Watanabe's vision, and the captain of the guard next to him suddenly shouted, his face full of fear.

"Cabinet... Sir, there are cavalry behind the chariots who are circumventing us!"

More than a hundred cavalrymen were divided into two groups, waving their sabers, roaring out from the wings of the chariot troops, and attacking the Japanese and puppet troops in front with the chariot troops.

"Sir, there are many infantry behind the chariot attacking us together!" the guard captain continued to shout.

After the chariot troops slowly assaulted, everyone saw the scene behind the tank.

At least two hundred infantrymen followed behind the chariots and armed cars. Some were holding rifles and some were holding light machine guns, staring at the chariots and armed cars with a look of vigilance. They could not only protect them from being blown up by the Japanese, but also kill the fish that escaped after the chariots attacked.

Colonel Watanabe became more and more desperate as he looked at it. He chariots, armed cars, cavalry, infantry, artillery... joined forces to assault himself.

Such a formation is clearly intended to kill all the soldiers standing in front of them in one assault.

It can be imagined that no imperial army can survive wherever the chariots and cavalry go.

If the offensive troops can kill several more rounds on the battlefield, no matter how many subordinates they have, they will not be enough to kill them.

Fortunately, the rapid-fire cannon squadron entered his vision at this moment.

This is Colonel Watanabe's last hope. As long as six rapid-fire cannons can kill unstoppable chariots and armed cars, the First Battalion will have a way to kill more than 100 cavalry on both sides of the chariot and defeat the attacking troops of the National Salvation Army from the front.

If several infantry squadrons behind the palace rushed over in time to join the battle, the troops could take advantage of the situation to launch a full-scale attack on the National Salvation Army and turn defeat into victory...

"Let the rapid-fire artillery squadron fire the fire immediately!" Colonel Watanabe became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and quickly ordered.

The sixty or seventy Japanese who were pushing the rapid-fire cannon seemed to hear the order of Colonel Watanabe, and immediately dispersed and concealed, put the rapid-fire cannon in front of the tanks and armed cars, preparing to fire the cannon as soon as they approached.

Colonel Watanabe raised his telescope at the same time, staring at the chariots and armed cars that were attacking quickly forward, and silently calculating the distance between the two troops in his mind.

"Three hundred meters...two fifty meters...two hundred meters..."

When he spoke the last few words, Colonel Watanabe himself became nervous.

As long as the tank and armed cars rushed forward fifty meters, they would enter the best range of rapid-fire guns. Six rapid-fire guns would definitely fire at this distance at the same time...

"Boom..." The explosion of shells kept ringing on the battlefield, without any intention of interruption, but these explosions were like a sharp blade that instantly inserted into the heart of the Watanabe, smashing his hopes and longings to pieces.

The fireballs that exploded from the shells were located in the position of the rapid-fire cannon squadron.

Watanabe didn't know their casualties, but knew that they must have been targeted by the National Rescue Army artillery.

The tense heart suddenly reached my throat and shouted anxiously: "Fire the artillery quickly, let the rapid-fire artillery squadron fire the fire immediately. If you don't fire it, you will have no chance..."

"Boom boom boom..." There were also capable people in the rapid-fire artillery squadron. As soon as Watanabe's firing order was out, the sound of shelling sounded at their hiding place.

Perhaps because the shooting distance was too far, the chariots and armed cars were in motion, and only two of the six shells hit the target.

An armored vehicle and an armed car that were blown up instantly stopped in place.

"Fight well, keep firing the artillery and destroy all the remaining few chariots and armed cars..." Colonel Watanabe shouted anxiously.

"Boom boom boom..." The explosion sounded again to Colonel Watanabe's ears, but it was the sound of shell explosions, not the sound of the rapid-fire artillery squadron firing.

At least ten fireballs rose into the air at the hiding place of the rapid-fire cannon squadron.

At the same time, the surviving tanks and armed cars seemed to have discussed, and all the heavy machine guns mounted on the roof were aimed at them and fired...

"Boom..." As the sound of horse hooves became louder, the cavalry troops guarding next to the torrent of steel suddenly divided sixty or seventy cavalry, wielding their sabers to kill towards the rapid-fire artillery squadron...

This change instantly shocked Colonel Watanabe to his eyes, and the last hint of hope in his heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Under the joint attack of artillery, heavy machine gun troops and cavalry units, the rapid-fire artillery squadron with only a few dozen people was 100% no match for it.

Colonel Watanabe now only hopes that they can fire another round of shells before they are destroyed, destroy a few more tanks and armed cars, and reduce the subsequent combat pressure of the troops.

The roaring explosion disappointed Colonel Watanabe again.

The mortar fires very fast, and it shot forty or fifty shells into the rapid-fire gun position in less than half a minute.

One shell can kill a gunner, and forty or fifty shells can kill all the soldiers in the rapid-fire artillery squadron.

"kill……"

At this moment, the cavalry also rushed into the rapid-fire artillery squadron filled with gunpowder.

Among the Japanese Army, artillery soldiers have the worst combat power. Many artillery soldiers are not even equipped with self-defense weapons. Facing the cavalry rushing towards them like a god of killing, they are helpless: either go to die with bare hands or turn around and run away...

But in front of the four-legged war horses, no matter how fast they ran, they could not escape the pursuit of the cavalry.

"It's over..." Colonel Watanabe shouted with a look of despair.

At this moment, the captain of the Second Battalion of the Palace came over in time with an infantry squadron.

He also saw the scene of the rapid-fire gun squadron being killed. Without the rapid-fire gun squadron destroying the National Rescue Army's chariot troops, the troops could not do anything to them. They could only watch them gallop on the battlefield and a large number of killing forces' living forces.

In addition, the artillery was also suppressed by the National Rescue Army's artillery units, and the returning troops had almost no chance of turning defeat into victory.

And you have to leave here quickly, otherwise the corps captain will definitely be targeted by chariots and cavalry.

The terrain here is flat and has a wide view. If you are targeted, no matter how fast you run on both legs, you will not be a match for the cavalry. In the end, the cavalry will definitely be chopped off their heads with a saber, and even a whole body cannot be left behind.

"Sir, we must retreat and leave here immediately!" The captain rushed to Watanabe and expressed his thoughts.

The desperate Colonel Watanabe wanted to struggle for a while, but he swallowed it back when the words were at his mouth.

He now has no capital to turn defeat into victory. He continues to hold on without sacrificing his subordinates' lives in vain and increasing the results of the national rescue army, and has no effect.

Since you can no longer turn defeat into victory, it is better to seize the time to break through and leave here, march and reinforcements to pacify, and rescue the brigade commander.

Thinking of this, Dakota Watanabe immediately agreed to the proposal of his subordinates and turned his head to the order of the messenger beside him: "Immediately contact all the established troops around us. We will break out of here in a squadron. If the troops do not meet, we will leave the other squadron when we go out and march back to the county town in a hurry!"

"We go first, bypass the National Rescue Army's chariot troops and cavalry troops, leave the battlefield and return to the highway..."

"Wuwuwuwu...boombo..." Four field artillery shells with a scream suddenly hit behind Colonel Watanabe.

The fireballs that soared into the air suddenly enveloped more than a dozen soldiers who had just arrived in the second squadron, and several soldiers were blown away with the splashing flames!
Chapter completed!