Such Japanese soldiers are the most greedy and fearful of death.
Some Japanese soldiers during the Battle of Songhu even chose to commit suicide.
It can be seen that the Japanese army is not as terrible as imagined, but their evil is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. They commit all kinds of evil and do everything, making the Chinese people hate them endlessly.
The Japanese attack was hindered, and some Japanese troops began to retreat. As a result, the Japanese army's front line was stretched, the entire force became loose, firepower could not be concentrated, and the safety of the tanks could not be guaranteed. Under such circumstances, the Japanese army's defeat was inevitable.
These more than 500 people were quickly defeated at this level.
About 300 corpses were left behind, and only more than 200 people remained. With the remaining two tanks, they began to retreat.
The position was held.
Xia Yuan smoked a cigarette, sat on the ground, and shook the dirt off his gun. He alone shot and killed nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers, and most of the other Japanese soldiers were killed or wounded by grenades.
The importance of the throwing group is clear at a glance.
In this battle, the throwing team's superb bomb-dropping skills became the key to victory.
The first company commander happily ran to Xia Yuan, "Yingzuo, you fought a really beautiful battle and eliminated so many Japanese devils."
Xia Yuan squinted his eyes, stared at the soldiers of the national army who were cleaning the battlefield, and said: "Well done. When this battle is over, I will make a report to Sun Junzhang. You guys have fought well in this battle."
"Thank you for the camp seat!" The first company commander knew Xia Yuan's identity and was extremely respectful to Xia Yuan.
"But don't be too happy. Although a large number of Japanese troops have been eliminated, the casualties are also huge. The Japanese army's troop sources can be continuously replenished, and we only have these 100 people. If the Japanese devils fight a few rounds of wheel battles, we will
Can't hold on."
Xia Yuan pinched off the cigarette butt, threw it in the dirt, stepped on it with one foot, stood up, put the gun behind his back, and said: "The Japanese have suffered twice, and the next shelling will be quite fierce.
Tell them to come back, hide in the cat's ear hole, and just pick up some bullets and grenades."
Xia Yuan knew the Japanese quite well.
Sure enough, not long after the troops were withdrawn into Maoerdong, the Japanese bombardment arrived.
This time, the Japanese troops conducted a fierce shelling on the barbed wire fences, anti-tank trenches, and machine gun fire points on their positions.
At this time, the sun had reached Xishan, and the whole world fell into hazy darkness. The Japanese army's shelling seemed to completely blow up the national army's defenses, and they wanted to organize a final attack when the sky was completely dark.
This time, the Japanese army invested more troops.
Most of the company's positions were occupied, and the Chinese soldiers struggled to hold on and were locked in a fierce battle with the Japanese army. Until the sky became completely dark, the gunshots on the positions continued.
Xia Yuan's eyes are bright.
When night comes, you enter his world.
There are many Japanese troops remaining on the position, all of whom want to occupy the position and wait for reinforcements tomorrow.
Naturally, Xia Yuan would not let go of this Japanese army. Under the cover of night, he led a platoon of troops to fight back. The gunfire lasted for more than half an hour. Xia Yuan was like a flood, destroying the simple defenses built by the Japanese army.
The fortifications were smashed to pieces and directly cut off the Japanese troops on the left and right sides from the middle. As a result, the Japanese troops on the left and right sides were unable to support each other.
In the dark night, gunfire kept ringing.
The Japanese army had no idea what was going on. It was too dark and they couldn't see.
All I know is that there seems to be something terrible hidden in the darkness where the gunshots came from.
"I couldn't see clearly. It was too dark and the flames from the muzzle flashed too fast. I didn't know whether it was the Chinese or our people."
The Japanese soldier on the right was lying on the bunker, staring at the place where the gunfire came from. The muzzle flame flickered dimly, and then disappeared quickly.
I could vaguely hear a muffled hum coming from not far away, but I couldn't tell whether it was from their people or from the national army.
This group of Japanese soldiers was only a detachment, hiding in the trenches of the forward position. Some Japanese troops were digging underground fortifications. The Japanese troops outside were responsible for guarding and taking out the shoveled soil and dumping it.
"Listening to the sound of the gunfire, it was our gun, but the person who used the gun was not sure whether it was a Chinese or our people. I believe more that the person who fired the gun was ours, not a Chinese."
The Japanese devils are born with a sense of inferiority in their bones, and their inferiority needs to be compensated by their superficial arrogance.
This is cultural unconfidence and historical unconfidence.
Therefore, the Japanese devils may appear to be superior to others, but in reality they have very low self-esteem.
Even after the end of World War II, they wanted to quickly restore the population and retain excellent genes, so that their domestic women could accompany American soldiers to obtain and retain excellent genes.
What is shown is that this excellent gene will not be preserved for long. In three to five generations, the Japanese will return to an average height of 1.5 per capita.
The gunfire was intermittent and stopped after seven or eight minutes.
The darkness became thicker and thicker, and the Japanese scout who was lying on the ground observing did not know what was happening in front of him. He squinted his eyes in an attempt to see more clearly.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound coming from the front. The next moment, the Japanese scout tilted his head, his eyes went black, and he lay on the ground motionless.
Gunshots were heard in the distance.
Hearing the sound of bullets entering the skull, the Japanese soldiers in the trench were shocked. They grabbed the feet of the scout lying on the bunker and pulled him down. They found that he was dead. When they touched his cheek, their palms were sticky.
Put it in front of your nose and smell it. It has a pungent smell of rust. It is blood.
The Japanese were stunned, with blood on their faces and wounds on their foreheads.
In such a dark night, the enemy discovered him and hit him on the head. It was simply terrifying.
They have never been so scared and shocked, the fear and shock are deep in their bones.
However, what frightened them even more was that at some point, the Chinese approached their position. A grenade fell on their hiding position and exploded, killing three Japanese soldiers on the spot and leaving two seriously injured.
, with shrapnel stuck in his body and soaked through his clothes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! They are not dead yet, their chests are rising and falling, and their bodies are trembling slightly.
The body is losing blood, the body temperature has subsided, and there is no pain at the moment of injury. About ten seconds later, the wound begins to feel heartbreaking pain.
They will fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss. During this period, they may wake up again, but they will eventually die. The whole process is very painful.
The movement outside attracted the attention of the Japanese in the tunnel. Several Japanese, covered in mud, carefully got out with guns in hand. When they smelled the smell of blood floating in the air, their faces changed drastically and they screamed.
A blinding grenade flew over and hit the Japanese who was the first to walk out of the cave.
The Japanese soldier didn't react at first. He didn't know what hit him. Then he heard a hissing sound. Before he could react, there was a bang. The grenade exploded under him. He was thrown away and fell to the ground.
The ground trembled a few times, but there was no movement at all.
Bang bang, the remaining Japanese soldiers couldn't see where their attacker was, so they could only shoot randomly.
Several explosions followed, taking away the messy gunfire, and the position fell into silence.
Xia Yuan carried a gun and emerged from the impact point more than ten meters away. The bayonet was mounted on the muzzle of the gun. When he came here, he first touched up the Japanese corpses on the ground and then cleaned the battlefield.
He came to the cave. The hole dug by these Japanese soldiers was very shallow, only about five meters deep. It had formed an arc. If they were given some time, they might be able to dig out a tunnel for hiding soldiers.
"Digging holes is really the special skill of these Japanese devils."
Xia Yuan climbed out of the trench and returned to the position with the captured loot.
During the war between the Japanese army and the US military, almost the entire mountain was hollowed out, forming intricate trenches and tunnels that were the same at the front and back, so that the left and right sides could reinforce each other, causing the US military a huge headache.
This group of Japanese troops was wiped out by Xia Yuan, and the position was once again restored to the hands of the First Company.
In just half a day, the Japanese army's casualties on the first company position have exceeded 500, and they are still increasing. The company has lost one-third of its troops. If there are no cat-ear holes prepared in advance, this number will rise again.
It can be seen that the blasting ability of the cat's ear hole is quite impressive.
Amidst the intensive Japanese artillery fire, many Maoer holes still collapsed, surface fortifications were destroyed, and some officers and soldiers were even buried in Maoer holes and suffocated to death.
There was no way around it. This position was just a small slope, and most of the cat-ear holes dug out of the trenches were made of relatively soft soil, and were constructed using cement and logs.
It is not as hard as the mountain rocks, but it can withstand Japanese artillery shells. Only a very few are buried.
Late at night, You Xuechang came to the First Company position and reported the fighting situation of the Second Company to Xia Yuan, "The Second Company repelled two Japanese attacks and wiped out more than 200 Japanese soldiers. However, the casualties of the Second Company were not small, and only those who could move were left."
There are over thirty people here."
After a company fought for a long time, only one platoon was left. Such casualties were considered good. They eliminated more than 200 Japanese troops. This was already a huge victory.
At least the casualty ratio between the two sides is proportional.
"Barracks, what are the casualties of the first company?" You Xuechang asked again.
"More than 500 Japanese troops were wiped out, and more than half were killed or injured. There are still more than 70 people who can continue to participate in the battle." Xia Yuan held the gun and said: "The casualties are not good, how can we continue the next battle like this."
You Xuechang's eyes widened and he wiped out more than 500 Japanese soldiers, and he still had more than 70 people who could participate in the battle.
You must know that a full company only has 130 men. After half a day of fighting, more than 500 Japanese troops were wiped out, and half of the combat effectiveness was left.
Such a casualty ratio is simply an unprecedented victory.
But Yingzuo was still not satisfied.
But thinking about Yingzuo's performance on the Songhu battlefield, he could understand why Yingzuo's requirements were so high.
How to carry out tomorrow's battle became Xia Yuan's biggest headache that night, so much so that he stayed awake the whole night, so he wore a military coat and came to the first company position to observe.
The first company position is a small slope, and Japanese tanks can drive up it. The location is not ideal, but compared with the surrounding open plains, this position is quite good.
It is completely impossible to hold on to the whole day tomorrow.
Xia Yuan needs to think about the battle plan.
He decided to divide the troops into two teams, each with a platoon, and place one of them on the flank to wait for the opportunity, while the other platoon held its position. If all the defenders on the position were destroyed, there would still be defenders on the flanks who could stop the Japanese army.
The terrain of the company's position was actually not good, and Xia Yuan had no good way to hold on to the position.
The first company was in the lead, followed by the second company on the flanks and the third company in the rear.
The next day.
The Japanese attack came as planned.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the weather was extremely cold and the fog was hazy. When the sky in the distance shimmered and the fog dissipated, the visibility improved a lot, and the Japanese artillery shells arrived as scheduled.
The rumbling sound kept ringing.
The company's position was already riddled with holes after yesterday's bombing, so Xia Yuan led his men to build fortifications overnight.
This morning, we suffered a round of bombing by the Japanese army, and the position was blown to pieces again. Fortunately, some fortifications built with logs and sandbags were not destroyed by the Japanese army, and the cat's ear holes were still intact.
The Japanese artillery bombardment ended, and the infantry rushed up with the tanks. Looking around, the Japanese troops were swarming like locusts.
Xia Yuan held his gun and looked through the shooting hole at the swarming Japanese troops. "Ten tanks and about a thousand Japanese troops. This is so damn good for us."
The first company commander held his helmet and asked calmly: "How to hit the camp seat!?"
"How to fight? Fight hard. This Japanese force is no longer something we can deal with. It's up to us to see how many we can destroy. Let's go and inform everyone. Put the bayonets on when shooting, and be ready to fight the Japanese devils at any time."
"yes!"
The first company commander ran away quickly.
There was only one platoon of troops on the battlefield, and it only took a while to pass on the command.
Xia Yuan clamped his gun, aimed at the Japanese scout, pulled the trigger, and the bullet came out. A Japanese scout fell to the ground. The frightened Japanese soldier quickly hid behind the tank to prevent being hit by the bullet.
"Let them get close and blow them up with grenades!" Xia Yuan put away his gun, carried two bundles of cluster grenades, came to the trench, put the cluster grenades beside him, lay down on the cold ground, held his helmet, and carefully explored
Get out there and observe.
"Damn it, the Japanese medium tanks have thicker skins than the tanks we encountered in Songhu. This cluster grenade may not be able to blow through the tank's defense."
Xia Yuan looked at the Japanese tank, which was fatter than the light tanks he encountered before. With this kind of tank, cluster grenades could not be thrown directly on the tank as before, and its armor would not be blown open.
The weak points of the tank are its tracks and chassis. As long as the tracks of the tank are broken, the tank will be unable to move. However, it must be considered that the Japanese turret can still be used.
The roaring tanks were crushing toward the top of the mountain, emitting a dull roar. The Japanese infantry followed the tanks like locusts.
The soldiers of the national army remained calm and did not receive Xia Yuan's order to attack. They gritted their teeth and waited quietly.
Everyone has already anticipated what will happen today.