This time Takemura Yuta did not hesitate. He immediately fired several "special shells" towards the Eighth Route Army's offensive side.
Unlike last time when he fired fifteen "special shells" in one go, Yuta Takemura only fired five rounds this time.
On the one hand, this is because there are not many "special artillery shells" in stock, and Yuta Takemura believes that he should use them sparingly, especially since he does not know how long the Eighth Route Army's offensive will last, so he has to make some plans for the future.
On the other hand, Takemura Yuta believes that poison gas bombs are more of a psychological warfare, which can affect the enemy's morale, and can also create several gaps in the enemy's offensive surface. Coupled with the firepower and defensive offensive of the imperial army,
Blocking the enemy's attack is no problem at all.
But soon, Yuta Takemura discovered that this was not the case.
Although the daunting yellow smoke of the "special artillery shells" rose again on the battlefield, the Eighth Route Army's offensive formation did not fluctuate because of this. They still used a strange formation under the cover of mortars (50 small artillery).
Xing (three-three system) attacks the position, sometimes hiding and sometimes leaping forward, seemingly chaotic but orderly.
If someone hadn't fallen down under the yellow smoke occasionally, Takemura Yuta would have doubted whether the Eighth Route Army's method of covering their nose and mouth with a towel had worked.
What Takemura Yuta didn't know was that Zhang Dabiao was also under great pressure.
Zhang Dabiao rushed into the middle of the team during this battle, although this was not allowed by his superiors... Battalion-level commanders should command from the rear instead of rushing to the front, and commanders below the battalion level must rush to the front.
But Zhang Dabiao believed that under such circumstances, if he, the battalion commander, did not come forward, the troops would probably not be able to stabilize their position.
As the saying goes, "The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds." The Eighth Route Army was no exception.
If Zhang Dabiao fails, there will always be some soldiers who think: "The battalion commander's words are just nice to hear. We are rushing in front, and he is commanding from behind. Of course he said it lightly!"
It's okay to fight in peacetime, but if someone fails to control his escape when facing poison gas bombs, it will soon cause a collective panic. How can Zhang Dabiao go back to see the regiment leader?!
Therefore, Zhang Dabiao didn't care about discipline. He had already thought about it. If the regiment leader asked, he would just say: "As the regiment leader, don't you always go to the battlefield and rush to the front? The regiment leader can
Why can’t I, the battalion commander?”
Therefore, Zhang Dabiao not only stepped onto the battlefield, he also stood in the most dangerous position: in the middle of the team. This position was the best position for the Japanese to drop poison gas bombs.
However, this time the Japs changed their tactics. They dropped gas bombs at the front of the attacking team... Zhang Dabiao thought that maybe the Japs wanted to use these gas bombs to scare off the Eighth Route Army and prevent them from continuing to attack.
Because throwing poison gas bombs at the front means that if the main force of the Eighth Route Army behind wants to attack, they have to pass through the poison gas control area, which means death or injury, especially the eyes... the eyes cannot be wrapped
Yes, unless you close your eyes, but closing your eyes on the battlefield is almost like courting death.
(Note: During World War I, the painter was blinded by mustard gas on the battlefield, and it took a long time to recover)
Because of this, Zhang Dabiao's tactics set before the battle were ineffective... If only a few people in the front half attacked and all the middle and rear retreated, it would not have much impact on the Japanese positions.
Therefore, Zhang Dabiao could only grit his teeth and shout: "Continue the attack!"
However……
If you continue to attack, you have to bear the pressure of continuing to attack.
Although the Japanese only fired five poison gas bombs, they were relatively evenly distributed in front of the Eighth Route Army's impact. The poison gas that emerged was blown by the wind and soon formed a poison gas belt.
At this time, there were thousands of soldiers in one battalion of the Independent Regiment. If they all rushed forward like this, even if they were only infected with a little bit of poisonous gas and injured or affected, even if they could capture the Japanese positions, too many soldiers would be affected after the war.
But Zhang Dabiao gritted his teeth and endured it, continuing to command the troops to move forward.
Because Zhang Dabiao knew that this battle might determine the fate of the Independent Regiment, the fate of Yuncheng, and even the fate of the Eighth Route Army.
The reason is simple.
If the Japanese were not driven back in this battle, the Japanese would be able to use mortars to launch gas bombs directly into Yuncheng.
As a result, Yuncheng could not be defended, and the people had to evacuate. The Independent Regiment became a river without a source and a tree with no roots. Naturally, it was impossible to defend Yuncheng. Once Yuncheng was lost, the Eighth Route Army lost its military industrial base.
Therefore, this battle cannot be lost or retreated.
We can only move forward and not retreat, no matter how heavy the casualties are, we will not hesitate.
Zhang Dabiao muttered silently in his heart: "I'm sorry, comrades! I, Zhang Dabiao, am the first!"
With that said, he took the lead and rushed towards the poisonous smoke control area...
Soon after, Zhang Dabiao was thrown to the ground by a guard.
Zhang Dabiao took a closer look and saw that it was Gu Haisheng who had been with him since the Long March.
Zhang Dabiao immediately became angry and struggled and shouted: "What the hell are you doing? Let go! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Gu Haisheng only glanced at Zhang Dabiao and said, "Batalion Commander, you and the soldiers wait a moment!"
Saying "Teng", he rushed forward, taking off his cotton-padded clothes as he rushed, quickly ran to the gas bomb, covered him with his cotton-padded clothes, hugged him, and ran downwind...
Gu Haisheng held his breath the whole time.
Gu Haisheng understood that he was so close to the poisonous gas bomb. As long as he opened his mouth to breathe, the high-concentration poisonous gas bomb would enter his internal organs along the esophagus and corrode them, and then he would be unable to do anything.
But the poisonous gas still made his eyes burn and hurt, his vision became increasingly blurry, and after a while he couldn't see anything at all.
Gu Haisheng did not give up. He relied on his impression and the "sizzling" sound of the gas bomb to find the location of the second bomb. He then leaned on the gas bomb with the bomb, and used the last of his strength before losing consciousness.
With all his strength, he pulled out a few piles of soil from the side and covered them...
Zhang Dabiao finally understood why Gu Haisheng knocked him down and why he asked him to wait.
Gu Haisheng did the right thing. He moved away one of the gas bombs, the most upwind gas bomb, and then he lay on top of the second gas bomb to weaken its release.
As soon as the evening breeze blew, a gap appeared in the poison gas control line, a gap that could allow troops to pass through, a gap that Gu Haisheng opened with his life for the soldiers.
Zhang Dabiao glanced at the place where Gu Haisheng fell. He had no time to check and he was not allowed to check.
Zhang Dabiao could only shout at the soldiers around him: "Comrades, charge! Kill all the stubborn Japanese!"
"Charge!" the soldiers shouted, pouring through the gap like a tide and rushing towards the Japanese position.