The scorching hot weather did not stop the Japanese's offensive. As the fire tests on the various garrison positions at Wushimen ended in the morning, a full-scale attack began non-stop.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Large plumes of smoke and dust rose up from the Japanese artillery positions, and soon there were roaring artillery shells hitting the defenders' positions.
"The devil is firing! Hurry and hide from the cannon!"
As soon as the Japanese's three test rounds landed on the position, the company and platoon commanders' orders came one after another from various firing positions.
Both new recruits and veterans have experienced the power of Japanese artillery fire. It really hits wherever it hits, and it is extremely powerful.
Many veterans have unforgettable memories of the Japanese artillery fire. When they first fought against the Japanese, they did not build anti-artillery caves because they did not know how powerful the Japanese artillery fire was.
Just under the first round of Japanese artillery fire, sometimes the entire company and platoon were blown to pieces, so that when the Japanese infantry rushed to the position with bayonets drawn, the surviving brothers were no longer able to withstand the Japanese fire.
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Therefore, in the early battles, many positions were lost in a confused manner, and many troops were lost in a confused manner.
And now, after many bloody battles with the Japs, both the surviving veterans and the Chinese commanders are growing up and learning lessons amidst the flames of war and tragic casualties.
The new recruits who were added to the army later were undoubtedly lucky, because they had made countless sacrifices in the past, so they were not so confused that they were bombed to death before they saw the Japanese.
The brothers withdrew from their shooting positions to the artillery holes. As soon as they stepped into the artillery holes, Japanese artillery shells exploded in the trench behind them.
"Boom, boom... boom..."
The Japanese artillery shells fell in overwhelming numbers, and the deafening sound resounded throughout the entire space. The brothers' ears were buzzing and they were instantly deafened.
"Don't lie down on the ground, stand up and open your mouth! Open your mouth!"
Seeing the new recruits huddled in the shell-proof hole and covering their ears, the veterans kicked and yelled at them one by one to prevent them from being shocked to death.
At first, many of their brothers were not killed by the Japanese heavy artillery bombardment, but later they died inexplicably, and later it was learned that they were shocked to death.
The Japanese artillery shells were raging in the position, and the explosions kicked up a sky full of sand. The sandbags on the position were also destroyed and blown to pieces.
Under the violent tremors, the entire position was like a small boat in the rough sea, teetering on the edge and seemed likely to capsize at any time.
The soil and camouflaged branches and dead grass covering the bomb-proof hole also trembled, and the soil fell from the gaps in the logs, forming a mud waterfall, which poured into the collars of the brothers.
"The Japanese artillery fire is really fierce. It's a pity that our artillery can only hide and dare not come out."
In the hidden brigade headquarters, brigade commander Zhou Zhidao held up his binoculars and looked at the position ahead being covered by Japanese artillery fire, and said somewhat discouraged.
"The little devil's plane is watching from the sky. We won't be fooled."
The brigade chief of staff pointed at the group of Japanese aircraft circling along the mountains and said angrily.
The Japanese have learned to be shrewd now. They want to use artillery bombardment to lure the artillery units of the Chinese Army to fight back, and their bomber groups can take advantage of the situation to destroy them.
However, the commanders of the Chinese Army are not fools. The artillery force is their treasure, and they will not be exposed and destroyed.
Thick black smoke was rising, and the forward position had been obscured. From time to time, blown-up horizontal logs could be seen rolling in the smoke, and the vision in the telescope was becoming blurry.
"Pass my order. All regiments must hold their positions. If anyone dares to take a step back, I will remove him from his post!" Brigadier Zhou Zhidao's voice became sharp.
"Yes!" the staff officer responded and hurriedly turned around and ran to the phone to convey orders to the units at the front.
The Japanese artillery bombardment lasted for fifteen minutes before stopping, and the entire forward position had been bombed into a mess, and many trenches collapsed.
"Get up! Get ready to fight!"
When the company and platoon leaders heard the Japanese artillery fire stop, they hurriedly slapped the shoulders of the brothers who were covering their ears and asked them to go out and prepare for battle.
The brothers' ears were still buzzing, and the scorching hot air swept into the shell-proof hole, causing many brothers to cough.
The brothers carried guns and ammunition boxes and rushed out of the shell-proof hole. The dazzling sunlight shone through the gray smoke, making many people unable to open their eyes.
When they opened their eyes, they saw that the original position was in a mess, with smoking craters everywhere, and blown sandbags scattered messily.
"Quick! Quick, enter the position!"
The company and platoon leaders who were the first to rush out had already seen a group of shirtless Japs in the distance with grenades hanging on their bodies, leading several lines of skirmishers, and hurriedly and loudly urged the recruits to enter the position.
Recruit Luo Wencai fell down on his fighting position panting, causing a cloud of smoke and dust to rise. Without taking a breath, he hurriedly set up his 79 rifle on the trench.
Only then did he cautiously poke out half of his head and look outside. He saw that a few hundred meters away, a large group of Japanese soldiers were crouching and rushing towards them quickly.
He took a few deep breaths to calm his erratic heartbeat, then took out three grenades, unscrewed the bottom cover safety, and placed them in a convenient location.
Although most of the brothers are recruits, they can be considered as recruits who have fought in a battle. They don't need too much urging and reminder from the veterans. They already know what they are doing, instead of being at a loss like before.
Each brother's skirmisher shooting position was three to four meters apart, and at least two light machine guns were placed at the sides and rear of each trench.
On the gentle slope leading up from their trench, five heavy machine guns also revealed their ferocious muzzles, but they would not open fire unless it was an emergency.
"Whizzing--"
The Japs had already rushed into the shooting range. The brothers did not fire, but the little Japs covered each other and fired first.
The gunfire rang out, and the hot bullets kept passing through the buffer zone between the two sides, hitting in front of the brothers, splashing up a cloud of mud and mist, forcing them to lower their heads to prevent the splashing mud from falling.
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"Let the grenade company aim at the open space in front of the barbed wire and fire freely."
Yang Ling had also been observing the movements of the Japanese. Seeing that they had reached the interception net made of barbed wire, he calmly issued the order.
"Grenade Company, the regimental command orders you to aim at the open space in front of the barbed wire fence and fire freely!"
The signal soldier quickly rang the trench phone and shouted loudly.
"Got it!" Su Er, the new company commander of the grenade company, answered and hung up the phone.
It took Yang Ling and the others less than two days to set up the grenade company. It was impossible for the brothers to master it skillfully in these two days. Now they can only catch up and put it on the shelf, as long as they can fight.
The grenades fired by the brothers did not have a precise point, so the quality was not enough. Taking into account the quantity, they had nearly thirty grenades. If covered with this density, the little devils would not be able to get a good deal.