At 5:27 in the afternoon, we were on a soil kilometer about 2.5 kilometers away from the sniper position in Brown Yanggou.
On the Japanese side, Colonel Miura, the captain of the Miura Regiment, raised the telescope in his hand and could already clearly see some special situations in the gradually darkening sky.
For example, at the two commanding heights of Brown Yanggou, there were traces of a large number of people moving indistinctly.
If he read it correctly, these local armed personnel dressed like farmers were currently desperately repairing the fortifications.
After making such a discovery, what Miura, the Japanese, needed to do now was, of course, to drive the forward troops to approach quickly and launch an attack.
Or you can order the directly subordinate artillery squadron to fire directly with the Type 92 infantry cannon.
In short, these armed personnel from the Rabbit side cannot be allowed to successfully complete the construction of fortifications.
That way, it will be a big and small trouble for them; perhaps it is because the farmers have such fortifications that it will cause more casualties to the warriors of the empire.
Unfortunately, he cannot make the above two choices now.
First of all, the two types of simple landmines deployed by the opponent caused some minor casualties to them without any precautions at the beginning.
Once prepared, it is quite simple to line up such simple mines.
Bullet mines are completely invisible to the metal detectors of the engineers, and as for hand grenade mines, if you are more careful, you can find some clues in advance from the methods of those obviously unskilled burying personnel.
The problem is that the laying process of bullet mines is too easy, so there are too many of them on the road ahead of them.
This requires the engineers to slowly clear mines all the way forward. By the time they advance to the foot of the mountain at the two commanding heights, it might be 7 o'clock in the evening.
Secondly, Miura United seems to have bad luck today.
Several rounds of bullet mines that had not been discharged were not stepped on by the soldiers on foot. Instead, they were triggered when the wheels rolled over them.
The wheels of three cars were blown out by bullets one after another.
What's even more coincidental is that at the narrowest part of the road, the explosion of a grenade accidentally detonated the fuel tank of a car.
The impact of the above has caused the convoy dragging the Type 92 infantry gun, loaded with artillery shells and other supplies to be blocked 3 kilometers behind, and will not be able to come at all for a while.
No way! The poor road conditions in northwestern Shanxi are really not friendly to mechanized convoys at all.
As a result, it would take at least more than an hour to bring the Type 92 infantry gun, which has a maximum range of only 2,788 meters, to a position where it can attack the mountaintop position.
Just as Colonel Miura was thinking about countermeasures, an adjutant with the rank of major came running over.
He reported respectfully: "Your Majesty Colonel, the telegram sent by Commander Yansong just now orders us to arrive at the Xiji stronghold before 12 o'clock tonight.
As an important fulcrum of this large-scale sweep of the blockade, it is currently being attacked by the Rabbit Troops."
After hearing this, Colonel Miura said: "Map~"
Then, a map of the northwestern Shanxi region, which was far more detailed than the current Chinese government, was spread out in front of Miura.
On this map, there are even many hidden paths that only woodcutters and other local indigenous people know about.
After reading the map, full confidence emerged on Miura's face.
He said to the adjutant casually: "Fujita-san, please immediately reply to Mr. Iwamatsu and ask him not to worry. Our Miura unit will definitely arrive in advance and block the rabbit's only escape route."
What made Miura so confident was that he saw from the map that as soon as he passed the brown ditch, the next terrain was very open.
Even if the opponent still lays mines on kilometers, delaying the progress of the team.
However, the infantry team can avoid marching for kilometers and can reach the Xiji stronghold in just two hours.
The most important thing is that he believes that the sniper troops on the two commanding heights can easily break through the snipers of these farmers with just one charge.
Even if the other party arrives, these farmers will already have complete fortifications.
The specific difference is nothing more than the result of a few more warriors dying or a few fewer warriors dying.
This kind of confidence was gained bit by bit after the war started and he fought in many battles such as the Demon City, Jinling, Xuzhou, and Taiyuan.
This is the absolute confidence they have gained from the fact that their own steel production capacity is 145 times that of China, and their owners are completely unequal in terms of weapons and equipment.
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At 7:13 that night, at the position of the team in the third area of Brown Yanggou.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement by the system, but tonight is another night with a bright moonlight; under the moonlight, both the offense and defense sides have a good line of sight.
It is exactly like this, in such a night when the temperature begins to drop and is about to approach zero degrees.
Seeing the Japs' vanguard force that appeared at the foot of the mountain about 500 meters to the south, Hu Biao secretly swallowed in nervousness.
Mainly because under limited conditions, they used every method they could think of to delay the opponent's advance.
As a result, we bought our personnel almost 3 hours; but now, it's time to fight with real swords and guns.
The Japs' forward force was about the size of a squadron. After a few casualties from mines on the road, only about 190 of the total force remained.
But there were just 190 people, after successfully passing through the minefield.
Unexpectedly, they did not wait for the large troops behind, nor did they plan to ask for artillery support. They began to divide their troops directly in front of Hu Biao and others; they were divided into two teams, one large and one small. One team was an infantry team, and the other team was two teams.
The squad added the squadron headquarters.
Then, the troops divided into two groups and began to move slowly towards the foot of the mountain at the two commanding heights.
What the heck! They have such a small number of people, but they actually plan to start an attack?
Among them, the small force marched towards the hilltop opposite, and the large force, numbering 130 people, under the command of a lieutenant squadron leader, rushed directly in the direction of Hu Biao, a defensive position with more than twice their strength.
The specific tactics used can be seen clearly at a glance:
A small team was to contain the stronger Sixth Company, and the remaining large troops planned to directly attack their ragtag positions.
That awesome and coaxing attitude made Hu Biao, who was participating in this kind of positional battle for the first time, feel nervous, but also felt a huge sense of resentment.
But Hu Biao also knew that his 30 netizens were watching him.
No matter how nervous and angry you are in your heart, you must forcefully pretend to be calm...
"Without my order, no one is allowed to shoot in advance." Hu Biao shouted as he waved the red nine-shell gun in his hand.
The current Japanese troops are already walking slowly and are about to reach the foot of the mountain.
This hilltop position was about 350 to 400 meters away from them.
Theoretically speaking, not to mention weapons such as the crooked light machine gun and the 38-gun, the range of a single rifle bullet is enough to hit this far.
Unfortunately, being able to hit that far is completely different from hitting the target.
Especially for the rookies under him, many of the three-point and one-line aiming methods have only been practiced for a while; firing now will not only waste bullets, but also expose the firepower of the position.
In this way, under the nervous gaze of everyone, the Japs first walked to the foot of the mountain.
Then without any intention of stopping, he started to trot, and began to attack from the top of the mountain.
Sure enough, as predicted before the war, these Japanese soldiers only divided into about 40 people and attacked the positions on the left and right sides respectively; nearly a hundred people from above and below rushed directly to the position where Hu Biao was.
At the same time, the gunners and auxiliary shooters of the six crooked machine guns, as well as the launchers of the five groups of grenade launchers, began to slowly leave the team and stay behind.
This is to find a place to set up machine guns and grenade launchers to provide fire support for the charging troops.
Fortunately, given the terrain on the Brown Yanggou side, it would be more difficult for them to achieve such a goal.
As the Japs got closer and closer, Hu Biao could clearly hear the heavy breathing coming from netizens.
Even veterans such as Jason who have experienced a battle have the same bird-like appearance.
God knows how tense their nerves were, especially since the Japs would occasionally stop to fire a shot, and when bullets kept flying over their heads, they would fire in advance when they could no longer hold their nerves.
Therefore, when he saw the big leather boots of a leading Japanese soldier and stepped over a deliberately arranged stone, Hu Biao finally confirmed that the enemy was within 100 meters of him.
This is also the big red nine-shell gun in his hand, with a relatively reasonable range.
Without any hesitation, after Hu Biao yelled "hit", he raised his hand and shot out.
A moment later, a Japanese corps commander with a plaster flag hanging under his bayonet raised his head and fell; then he rolled down the mountain.