"Hey... I understand... I will definitely complete the task!"
The newly appointed commander of the Third Regiment, Colonel Hashimoto Shinsuke, put down the phone, a trace of distress flashed across his face.
Lieutenant Commander Tsuchiya Kenji, the chief of staff on the side, came over and asked in a low voice: "What orders do you have, your Excellency, the brigade commander?"
Shinsuke Hashimoto said: "Your Excellency, the brigade commander, asked us to increase our attack intensity. We must defeat the Chinese people on the opposite side within two hours, compress their living space, and not allow them time to build fortifications."
"Two hours?"
Kenji Tsuchiya cried out.
"How is this possible? Your Excellency, the brigade commander, isn't this making things difficult for us? The firepower of the Chinese was so fierce. Just now, the Second Squadron of the First Battalion attacked from the mountain. Most of them were killed and wounded in just five minutes. Major Miura almost didn't feel bad.
die."
At this point, the two of them looked at each other and saw the lingering fear in each other's eyes.
They witnessed the exchange of fire between the Third Regiment and the Liantai Militia with their own eyes.
At the beginning, things went smoothly. The first salvo fired by the ambush troops destroyed a truck of the Liantai militia serving as the vanguard. All but two of the Chinese soldiers in the small unit in the truck were killed.
But the ensuing battle was beyond their expectations. After the gunfire rang out, the expected hasty retreat of the militia group after being attacked did not occur. The militia group immediately started to panic after just a few minutes.
Counterattack in place.
The Second Squadron of the First Battalion, which was responsible for the assault mission, moved out of position to attack them as planned, but what greeted them was a dense rain of bullets. The machine gun that sounded like tearing tarps and chainsaws when fired was simply like a machine gun coming from
Like demons released from hell.
The rate of fire of this machine gun was so high that Shinsuke Hashimoto could clearly see through the telescope that the Japanese soldiers charging in a skirmish formation had almost no chance to dodge under the firepower of the opponent. In just a few minutes,
, a fully staffed 181-man squadron fell over half.
Such a sight almost made him dumbfounded.
This was not the first time that Shinsuke Hashimoto had dealt with the Liantai Militia. It was only in the battle of Cangyun Ridge two months ago that he was just a captain.
In order to preserve their strength, he and his brigade chose to sit on the sidelines and let Urakami Naoto's third brigade fight the Liantai militia alone. In the end, the third brigade was jointly annihilated by Li Yunlong and the Liantai militia. Naoto Urakami also died on the spot.
.
Today it was finally his turn to face the Rendai Militia directly, and he also experienced the feeling of Naoto Urakami back then.
As a standard Japanese military unit, Hashimoto Shinsuke believed that their firepower was not low.
In addition to three brigades with a standard strength of 1,100 men, the Third Brigade also has four Type 92 infantry cannons and a machine gun squadron with eight Type 92 heavy machine guns.
In previous battles, Japanese infantry regiments often fought alone, and their general combat effectiveness was far superior to that of Chinese infantry divisions. Even when facing one or two Chinese divisions, they were not afraid and could even defeat them.
But today, they dispatched two regiments, that is, a brigade to deal with a local militia group. This kind of thing was simply unimaginable before. If such news is spread back to the mainland, I am afraid that the brigade commander will
Everyone should be blamed and resign.
"Pass my order, the artillery squadron will immediately go forward to clear out the Chinese firepower points and force the Chinese to retreat at all costs!"
"Hi!"
"Hurry...bring the wounded here quickly."
"Doctor Xie...Doctor Xie, there is another seriously injured person here!"
On the back of a hillside less than two miles away from the first battalion's blocking position, more than a dozen grass-green tents were set up. This is the temporary residence of the medical brigade.
From time to time, a jeep would drive up, and each jeep would carry several wounded people on its flatbed.
Less than half an hour after the war started, the medical brigade had already received more than twenty wounded people. Everyone in the medical brigade, whether they were doctors or nurses, was tensed up. They all knew that the more wounded people were transported, the more wounded they would be.
The battle ahead is getting more intense.
In a tent, Xie Wenqian was standing in front of the operating table operating on a wounded patient.
"Tweezers...pliers...wire No. 3..."
It was very quiet in the tent, except for Xie Wenqian's clear and calm voice.
In less than five minutes, the operation was over.
"Wipe the sweat." After the wound was sutured, Xie Wenqian let out a long breath, and then shouted. A petite nurse with a round face quickly came over and took out a disinfectant wipe to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Xie Wenqian asked: "Xiaojing, are there any wounded?"
"there is none left."
The nurse named Xiaojing shook her head. She hesitated and asked softly: "Doctor Xie, are we surrounded by Japanese soldiers?"
Xie Wenqian glanced at her: "How did you know?"
"I heard gunfire coming from both the front and the rear, and it was very intense, so... I just guessed it myself."
Xie Wenqian nodded: "Yes, we were ambushed by the Japanese and now we are surrounded."
"Then... we... we will die?"
"I don't know either." Xie Wenqian saw a trace of tenderness flashing in the little nurse's eyes, touched her head and comforted her: "Xiao Jing, since you have joined the militia, you should be mentally prepared for this."
Xiaojing's eyes turned red, "I...I'm not scared, I'm just a little reluctant to leave my parents and younger siblings at home."
A trace of sadness flashed in Xie Wenqian's eyes. How could she ever give up? But now that the mountains and rivers are broken and the country is facing a crisis, someone must make sacrifices.
What makes her feel strange is that the first thing she thinks of at this moment is not her parents at home, but the bad guy who is always cynical and always talks to take advantage of her.
While the soldiers of the First and Second Battalions were resisting the Japanese attack in the front and rear, the artillery battalion was also nervously deployed.
Less than two minutes after the gunfire started, Geng Changshun received Gao Hongming's order and immediately moved to the vicinity of the Second Battalion. He set up an artillery position using the back slope as a cover and immediately provided fire support to the First and Second Battalions.
In just half an hour after receiving the order, the artillery battalion completed the process from transfer to deployment. Six US-made M101 105mm howitzers and eight M1 75mm howitzers were deployed.
A captain ran up to Geng Changshun and shouted: "Sir, all the artillery has been deployed, please give instructions!"
Geng Changshun looked at his watch. There were still three minutes left before the time given by Gao Hongming. He asked the captain: "Do you understand the target location?"
"Reporting to the commander, we have received the enemy's position reported from the front."
"That's good... give me the order, all the first and second companies are there, fire ten rounds quickly!"
"Load each gun!"
The gunners who received the order raised their guns.
The loader pushed the first wave of shells into the barrel, closed the breech, and the aiming hand calculated the position of the muzzle according to the enemy position transmitted from the front.
Subsequently, Geng Changshun issued an order with only two words: "Fire!"