Just as Su Tong said, at this time, the positions of the 377th and 378th Regiments had been bombed into a mess. Many officers and soldiers on the purgatory-like position were mostly lying in a pool of blood, in an airtight atmosphere.
They struggled painfully and squirmed in the rain of bullets. Even if their mother came, she probably wouldn't recognize them.
For Captain Hasegawa of the 377th Regiment, everything he experienced today was like a nightmare. Such a situation was something he had never learned in the Army Sergeant School, and it was also something his teachers had never encountered.
For the Japanese Army, which advocates "offense" and advocates "the best defense is offense," they have never learned to defend or conduct defense.
Yes, the Japanese Army has never conducted any defensive operations since its creation. From the Sino-Japanese War of 1894 to 1998, to the Russo-Japanese War, and now to the current War of Aggression against China, the Japanese have always played the role of the attacker. Defense
Ci has always been insulated from the Japanese.
Now, as the military commander of an army, Hasegawa's priority is how to save himself and his soldiers' lives under such intensive and ferocious artillery fire. The simple fortifications built carelessly here are of no use to him.
It is a defensive position rather than a starting position. Originally, neither Hasegawa nor any Japanese soldier was thinking about how to attack the Chinese position on the opposite side instead of staying here and suffering their beatings.
Hasegawa glanced at the wing chief of staff who had just ran over and asked, "Has the Chinese army attacked?"
"They don't seem to want to use rifles to solve the battle, but they want to completely bury us with artillery fire."
A bleak smile appeared on the face of the chief of staff, whose face was exhausted and covered with dust. It would not necessarily be said that the artillery skills of the Chinese Army were far superior to those of the Imperial Army, but their artillery fire always seemed to have eyes.
The densest rain of bullets fell on the regiment's position. After more than ten minutes of devastating blows, the 377th regiment had lost more than 40% of its troops. If the attack continued like this, the chief of staff shivered.
I dare not think any further.
"If Amaterasu abandons us, then let us all be shattered."
Hasegawa's tone was obviously a little decadent. The moment the bombardment started, the phone line was cut off. The 377th Regiment had lost contact with the division headquarters. Maybe the whole Yusui team would be a good choice. Nakamura wanted to know.
When will the Chinese launch an attack, then their own troops can be used as backup.
What had the 377th Regiment once looked like to me so majestic and majestic now become? When the Chinese soldiers rushed up in formation, these remnant soldiers of the 377th Regiment who could not even hold their guns were holding
What kind of resistance does it have to rely on their teeth and fists?
Failure may have been doomed from the moment the first shell fell.
The thunderous sound of artillery broke the dead silence of the afternoon. Baoshan, which had been quiet dozens of minutes ago, was completely enveloped in the thick and pungent smell of gunpowder smoke. There were signs of sun everywhere in the bombed-out trenches.
The remains of the soldiers, countless broken limbs and broken arms flew up into the air again and again only to fall again and again, and then turned into smaller fragments and were thrown into the air again and again. The bloody corpses dotted the ground of Baoshan.
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"Huhu"
Ono was lying in the trench with his mouth wide open and breathing with all his strength. His ears were bloodshot from the dense shells, and the ground against which his body was pressed was also trembling rapidly in the violent explosions.
Pieces of bloody fragments are constantly splashing around Ono. If you don't know what hell is, Ono can tell you for sure that the place where I am now is hell.
"When will the Chinese shelling stop?"
No one can tell him this answer. In fact, Ono is the luckiest person in his team. The other people in the team have already been shattered.
"Ah" suddenly a red and white object fell from the air onto Ono's face. Ono screamed in horror. Then Ono took a closer look and found that someone's brain was still connected to a trace of the skull. Ono looked around desperately
Looking around, I saw no living creatures at all. It seemed that everything in the world had been destroyed by the bombardment.
At this moment, Ono felt that the shelling seemed to become sparse, and the density of the shells was not as dense as before. Could this nightmare be about to stop? Ono was lying on the ground and wanted to grab the gun. As a veteran, he knew very well that the artillery shells were not as dense as before.
The sparse sound of the sound meant that the Chinese infantry was about to launch a charge soon, but they reached out and missed the opportunity. When they turned around and looked to the side, they saw that a crater had appeared at some point where the gun had been fired.
The gun had been blown up to nowhere.
Two miles away from the Baoshan defense line, Zhou Zhen stood in the turret of the Northwest Tiger tank with half of his body exposed, looking at the surrounding infantry with dignity. Since arriving at the Songhu battlefield, his armored regiment has not shown its face.
All the good things were taken away by the infantry. This time it was finally his turn to take the lead, which gave him an urge to vent.
Zhou Zhen grabbed the microphone and ordered loudly: "Armored regiment, attack."
Following Zhou Zhen's order, the Northwest Tigers, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, increased their horsepower. With the green smoke emitted from the tail exhaust pipe and the intensified roar, more than sixty steel behemoths made a rumbling sound.
Rushed forward.
Lieutenant Miura, who was lying in the trench, immediately understood that the Chinese were about to launch an attack when the barrage became sparse.
Miura looked around. In the nearby bombed-out trenches, apart from the shivering soldiers crawling on the ground, there were even more blood-red body fragments. Although Captain Miura usually prided himself on being brave, he was like today.
He had never encountered such ferocious artillery fire.
Did Amaterasu really abandon Japan? Miura shook his head fiercely, no, this is just a small test. The imperial army will surely conquer the entire China and win a living space for the people of the empire.
Miura took a breath, looked at the soldiers next to him and ordered loudly: "Sergeant Harada, Sergeant Harada, you will immediately lead a small team to reinforce Shangyuan's team. The Chinese are about to attack."
Following Captain Miura's order, dozens of soldiers who had been lying in the trench just now, led by a short but sturdy sergeant, rushed in the other direction along the destroyed trench.
Completely ignoring the continuous falling shells and dense rain of bullets above their heads, the casualties suffered by their companions did not make them collapse, but instead brought out the bestiality in their hearts.
When Sergeant Harada and his team braved artillery fire and arrived at the position of Shangyuan's team on the other side, Sergeant Shangyuan was still hiding in a trench that had not collapsed with several of his soldiers.
gunfire.
"Shangyuanjun, I'm here to support you."
Harada's voice was loud, at least it was not drowned out by the loud noise of the artillery fire.
Sergeant Joe Geng glanced at Harada and the soldiers he brought with him, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Harada-kun, at last you have not forgotten me, a fellow countryman, and you still remember to support me."
"Ah ha, of course." Harada looked around at the surroundings of Sergeant Joe Geng and asked: "Kang Gen, have the rest of your team gone to the back?"
Sergeant Shangyuan smiled sadly and pointed at himself and the six soldiers around him, "My team is all here, and the rest are also here,"
Harada grinned and wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed his words.
At this moment, Harada seemed to feel that the earth began to tremble, and this regular trembling became more and more intense. Looking from here, there were bursts of harsh metal friction and the roar of engines coming from the smoke-filled battlefield in the distance.
The soil loosened by the blast began to shake off continuously.
Through the thick smoke, Harada saw something that he usually liked, but now he least wanted to see. They made ear-piercing roars and screams, and rushed towards the position with a rumble.
"Chariot" Harada spat out a word that was now terrifying to them.
Harada is no stranger to tanks. Their regiment has also conducted joint military exercises with the Reading Tank Brigade. He used to be proud that his empire could have such an advanced steel behemoth. But now he
As soon as he saw the chariot rushing from the front, he suddenly realized that the thing he was once proud of was nothing compared to others.
At this time, Harada looked at the soldiers around him who were shooting at the Chinese tanks with Type 38 rifles and Type 92 heavy machine guns in vain at a distance of more than 600 meters, with dense bullets.
They kept hitting the tanks of the Chinese Army, but at best they only made some noise, and could not stop their advance at all. Those ferocious beasts still charged towards them with smoke and loud rumbling noises.
come over.
And behind them, there was a group of infantrymen who were lying on their backs, following the tanks, and constantly firing at their own positions.
"Damn it, how come the Chinese have tanks, and the caliber of the artillery is so big, it should be a hundred caliber." Shangyuan punched the wall in front of him, and the soft soil fell down.
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Shangyuan suddenly raised his head and said to Harada with a sad smile: "Harada-kun, I'm so sorry. It was me who got you into trouble. If you hadn't come to support me, you wouldn't have faced these tanks with me."
"Bah, Shangyuan, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten the oath we made together when we came here? Are we going to conquer China together and conquer everyone here?" Harada said indifferently.
"Okay, instead of waiting here for those chariots to crush us into pieces, why not let us launch a desperate charge together." Shangyuan laughed.
"Hey, let's charge together." Harada bowed to the soldiers around him.
"Hi"
The soldiers also shouted fanatically
"onboard"
In the charging tank group, Zhou Zhen, who was sitting in the tank, saw dozens of Japanese soldiers rushing toward his tank group with rifles with bayonets in front, and quickly said loudly: "Everyone, be careful.
Japanese bombs, machine gun fire, intensive shooting"