"Brothers, take the Tiger Hill stronghold and let's have extra dinner tonight!
Ma Zhanfu, commander of the third company of the fourth battalion, cheered up the soldiers around him while running forward.
Their company's mission was to launch an attack from the left wing and clear out the Japanese troops on the left wing.
Logically speaking, he, the company commander, does not need to personally boost morale, but the Fourth Battalion lost too many men in the battle at Qixia Pass. Now, although their company has been fully replenished, it only has nearly two hundred men, and the number of veterans is
Less than fifty, the rest are all new recruits.
In order to help these rookies grow up as quickly as possible, Ma Zhanfu was very worried. For more than half a month, he almost lived and ate in the company, and even lost five or six pounds in weight.
"Ma Baoguo, why are you running around like this? How do I teach you? You are a rifleman and are responsible for guarding the left wing. If there are Japs on the left wing, you will be dead!"
"You stupid Ergazi, lower your waist. Are you afraid that the Japanese's marksmanship is not accurate enough?"
The team was filled with the voices of officers scolding the new recruits. There was no way, these young people who were just ordinary people a month ago still had too little experience in how to survive on the battlefield.
Amidst the shouts and curses, the third company had crossed two barbed wire fences in succession and arrived in front of the last barbed wire fence. At this time, the first bunker had clearly appeared in front of everyone.
The reason why Tiger Hill Stronghold was boasted by Ishikawa Renpachi as a solid fortress that could never be captured without using a brigade and resulting in four to five thousand casualties was that in addition to being a bunker group consisting of four gun towers, it was also rare to have three
road barbed wire
The three barbed wire fences are each one hundred meters apart. In the past, if the Eighth Route Army wanted to attack the Huqiu stronghold, they had to climb over the barbed wire fences one after another. Under the watchful eyes of the Japanese army, it was simply impossible to climb over these three barbed wire fences.
For missions, you must know that the Japanese's marksmanship is not just a boast. If you want to rush to the gun tower without any cover, it is almost the same as committing suicide.
But today, these three barbed wire fences had been blown to pieces in the previous shelling, and the soldiers of the third battalion easily bypassed the bombed areas.
Following the 3rd Battalion was the 1st Battalion of the 771st Regiment. Since they were ordered to follow the 4th Battalion, they should try not to disturb the other side unless they encountered special circumstances, and not to overstep their way to launch an attack on their behalf, so they could only follow closely.
Behind the third company.
"Battal Commander, we are the main force, since when did we start taking care of the job of nannies?" A company commander stared at the front of Ma Zhanfu and his group with some dissatisfaction and complained to the battalion commander Lu Guangbiao beside him.
Lu Guangbiao stared straight ahead and snorted softly without looking back, "You don't want to be a nanny, that's easy. I'll take your company down to rest immediately, but you have to use the 52 three-guns that were just issued to your company."
Hand over the eight caps, three crooked handles and a Type 92 heavy machine gun, and I will give them to those companies who are willing to be nannies."
"Don't mention the battalion commander, why am I wrong? I will treat... whoever is wrong is the grandson." When the company commander heard this, he was shocked and wanted to take away the gun that had just been issued. The soldiers below
You have to fry the pot.
"Hmph... If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined." Lu Guangbiao glared at him. This kid is too ignorant. Commander Gao just gave them a thousand Type 38 rifles and dozens of machine guns. Don't worry.
He said that he would only be a nanny for a while, but he would accept him as a son, but this kid has a lot of things to do.
"Da da da……"
Just as Lu Guangbiao was cursing, there was a sudden flash of fire in front of him, and gunshots rang out.
With the sound of gunfire, a soldier running in front fell to the ground.
As soon as Lu Guangbiao heard the clear yet dull voice in front of him, he immediately shouted without thinking: "Everyone, hurry up and take cover, it's the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun!"
Almost as soon as the gunfire rang out, Ma Zhanfu lay down like a conditioned reflex, and shouted at the same time: "Type 92 machine gun...get down quickly!"
The battalion commanders and company commanders of the Liantai Militia and the Eighth Route Army shouted at the same time. Although the words they said were different, their meanings were the same.
Not to mention the new recruits, they all quickly lay down and crawled towards the surrounding bunkers almost in a snake-like shape, almost touching the ground.
The deputy commander-in-chief and other leaders at the rear couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene. Commander Lin was surprised: "Hey... Gao Hongming's training methods are very good. The recruits who have just joined the army for more than ten days can react like this."
They are agile and can crawl like a snake under machine gun fire. Many veterans who have been in the army for one year may not be able to do better than them."
Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo understood what was going on, and explained on the side: "I'm afraid you don't know, Commander Lin, but Commander Gao and the others specially built a training ground covering dozens of acres in Liantai, and it was all paved.
On the first day of joining the army, the recruits were rushed to the training ground by Commander Gao for live-fire training. They had to practice crawling under the barbed wire every day to experience the feeling of bullets flying over their heads.
I have personally seen the scene at the training ground. The recruits were lying on the ground, and the bullets were less than half a meter away from their heads. It was like flying close to their heads. Training in such a place, it is impossible to get familiar with it quickly."
"Live-fire training? How many bullets do you have to shoot every day?" someone nearby exclaimed.
The commanders of the Eighth Route Army who were accustomed to living a hard life could not imagine what a waste it would be to shoot machine guns at recruits just to let them experience the feeling of the battlefield.
Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo smiled and said: "Do you think Commander Gao, with his arrogance, is someone who cares about bullets?"
"Well……"
The person who exclaimed fell silent.
"Okay, stop talking... look... they are attacking."
Just as they were talking, the soldiers of the third company who had been concealed began to shoot at the remaining firepower of the gun tower. For a while, submachine guns, rifles and MG42 machine gun bullets poured into the gun tower like a flood, hitting around the shooting holes.
Bullets and debris flew everywhere, and the machine gun became mute for a moment.
Ma Zhanfu nodded with satisfaction. Although the tactical movements of these recruits were still a bit unfamiliar, they were basically good. He said, "Okay...the machine gun continues to cover...a platoon leader...send a squad to touch them immediately. I'll cover them here."
you."
"clear……"
"Smoke bombs are ready to be thrown..."
Following the order, the nearby soldiers took out several smoke bombs and threw them forward. With the sound of chi chi, thick smoke came out. More than twenty seconds later, the front was covered by thick smoke bombs.
The smoke obscured it.
Under the cover of the smoke, a squad of soldiers stood up and quickly ran forward, their figures quickly disappearing in the smoke.
Seeing this scene, Lu Guangbiao cursed with some envy: "Damn, these militia groups are so rich. They even throw away rare things like smoke bombs as if they are free. If only I could give each soldier one."
It would be nice to have one or two."
"Battal Commander, please don't have this dream." The company commander on the side said helplessly: "It would be great if we could have (hand grenades) made in the border area. Smoke grenades are too advanced, and not even many little Japs have them.
Let’s not even mention it.” Gu
"yes."
Lu Guangbiao shook his head helplessly. Even though the smoke bomb was inconspicuous, it looked like a thing that could only emit smoke. In fact, the chemical charge of smoke bombs in this period was larger than that of ordinary hand grenades, and the technological content and production cost were also high.
It has to be much higher.
This also makes the cost of smoke grenades much more expensive than commonly used hand grenades. The cost of one smoke grenade is worth several grenades, so even the Japanese army only has a small amount of equipment, let alone the Chinese army.
While the two were talking, a gust of wind blew, and the originally dense smoke began to thin, revealing the figures of the soldiers in front.
Lu Guangbiao suddenly saw a black muzzle exposed in the firing hole in front of him. Then a flame flashed from the muzzle, and the last militia soldier fell heavily to the ground.
The moment the soldier fell, he heard the sound of intensive machine guns, submachine guns, and the roar of soldiers in front of him.
The three soldiers who were the first to rush to the turret took out long grenades, fired them and threw them towards the turret. A huge explosion sounded, and the machine guns that were still raging became mute.
Several soldiers began to move around to the back, and along with the sound of submachine guns, several screams were heard, mixed with desperate howls and screams in Japanese.
"Okay...they're attacking."
Ma Zhanfu stood up and shouted loudly, "Brothers... charge..."
"Rush..."
Following Ma Zhanfu's order, more than two hundred soldiers from the Third Company jumped up from their hidden bunkers and rushed towards the gun tower. Facing the swarming militia soldiers, the outermost gun tower was quickly captured.
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Ma Zhanfu's third company captured the leftmost turret, and the company responsible for attacking the right was not slow in its actions. It almost took a few minutes to capture the rightmost turret.
Seeing that the attacking troops captured the two turrets so neatly, the deputy commander-in-chief who was watching the battle from behind turned to ask the deputy chief of staff Zuo: "How long did it take them to capture these two turrets?"
"Boss, it only took them five minutes."
"Five minutes...hey..." the deputy commander looked at each other somewhat and the left deputy chief of staff said: "I really let this kid do it."
The left deputy chief of staff nodded. It only took more than twenty minutes from the shelling to the launch of the attack. Judging from the current attack speed, taking the Tiger Hill stronghold in half an hour is really not a boast.
"It's great to have the support of heavy artillery." Someone suddenly said something quietly.
The people around were silent. Many people discovered that the turrets that originally seemed solid in their eyes were actually not much different from the castles on the beach under the powerful artillery fire. The reason why they thought they were indestructible before was just because they did not have suitable weapons in their hands.
Just weapons.
Political Commissar Deng, who was silently observing the battlefield, whispered to Commander Liu: "Commander, it seems that our 129th Division has taken a big advantage this time."
Commander Liu nodded and glanced at Commander Lin not far away, "After we return, we must make adjustments to the battle plan for the Yuliao Battle as soon as possible. Since we have the cooperation of such a strong friendly force, our battle plan cannot be the same as before.
So conservative.
At first, Commander Gao Hongming proposed to complete the Yuliao Campaign in three days, and I thought he was just arrogant, but now it seems that it is not impossible."
"I think so too." Political Commissar Deng also agreed. "If our 129th Division can take the lead in completing the Yuliao Battle, we can be free to support the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region. In this way, the entire Shanxi battlefield will be welcoming.
A major turning point is coming, but this matter must have the full cooperation of Gao Hongming, especially the cooperation of his two heavy artillery battalions."
Mr. Liu pondered for a moment, "I will talk to him alone when I get back later. I believe he will understand."
Ishikawa Renpachi, holding a command knife, lay trembling in the ruins. Just a few minutes ago, his turret, which was half destroyed by artillery fire, was hit by several large-caliber mortar shells. The entire turret was destroyed.
Like a castle on the beach, it almost turned into ruins, and soldiers died one after another.
Looking at the Chinese soldiers approaching slowly not far away and the German-style steel helmets on their heads, Ishikawa Renpachi, the squadron leader, suddenly thought about the opposite team like a ghost.
It's funny to say that the battle has been going on for almost half an hour, and until now he doesn't know which army his opponent is.
Although they were not romantically involved, he had to admit that the Chinese army on the opposite side was not a coward. Unlike those Chinese motley crews or local bandits in the past, the soldiers of this Chinese army were also very brave in battle.
Secondly...the opponent's infantry has extremely powerful firepower, even far exceeding that of our own army.
Third, in addition to powerful heavy artillery, they also possess many mortars, some with a caliber reaching or even exceeding 100 mm.
Just now, he led the remaining more than a hundred soldiers into the remaining trenches in front to resist, but not long after the fight, the opponent's artillery shells fell like raindrops into the trenches, and the opponent even sent troops to clear the trenches.
Faced with dense grenades and turbulent close-range submachine gun fire, the Japanese troops in the trenches only sustained dozens of casualties for a few minutes. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ishikawa Renpachi could only lead the remaining Japanese troops to hide in the main trench.
The last resistance was made in the ruins of the gun tower.
After an unknown amount of time, Ishikawa Renpachi felt that the surroundings had become silent. He carefully looked through the gaps in the ruins at the enemy that could be said to be very close at hand.
For the first time in my life, I felt envious of the Chinese people.
What a great weapon in the hands of this German armorer! The imperial army with Type 38 rifles only had one chance to shoot, but they could fire continuously, and the fierce firepower made them almost breathless.
To be honest, if their firepower hadn't been so strong, they wouldn't have been beaten so badly.
He turned around and looked around. There were more than ten warriors from the empire beside him. These were the last people left in the Tiger Hill stronghold.
At this time, a soldier suddenly asked: "Your Excellency, squadron leader, the Chinese are going to invade soon, and we will all die, right?"
"Yes!"
Ishikawa Renpachi said calmly, "When the Chinese come in, we will all die."