In the dim tent, a large group of dirty Japanese officers were standing upright. Each of them had low morale and a depressed look.
The Chinese *** team built strong trenches and bunkers at Wushimen. Although they had a large number of artillery, there were also indiscriminate bombardments from bombing groups in the sky.
But when their brave and skilled soldiers rushed forward, bullets as dense as locusts would come towards them. They attacked for a day and lost countless soldiers, and they didn't even touch the edge of the squadron's position.
After fighting for a day, they got nothing but casualties, which made them feel very aggrieved.
"The general is here!" the guard at the door shouted, and all the officers were shocked and turned sideways to make way for a passage.
The commander of the 106th Division, Junroku Matsuura, walked to the front with sonorous steps and looked at the group of gray-faced officers with their heads lowered, their faces full of seriousness.
"As soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Army, can a little setback make you unable to hold your head high?!"
Matsuura Junrokuro held a sword in his white-gloved hands, and his majestic voice sounded.
Upon hearing Junroku Matsuura's question, the officers in dirty military uniforms all raised their heads, their eyes full of reluctance.
Although they had fought bloody battles with the Chinese Communist Party in previous battles and suffered a lot of losses, the casualties today were several times higher than in the past. They could not tolerate being depressed after encountering such a setback.
"This makes me look like a soldier of the Imperial Japanese Army!" Seeing the officers holding their heads high and looking serious, Matsuura Junrokuro nodded with satisfaction.
The captain of the 145th Regiment, Yozo Ichikawa, bowed his head in shame and said: "General, we have brought shame to the Imperial Army of Japan..."
Under the cover of powerful firepower, their troops were beaten to a pulp. If word spread, it would probably make people laugh out loud.
Seeing Ichikawa Yozo proactively admitting failure, Matsuura Junrokuro nodded: "Since you can admit your failure, I also believe that you can wash away this shame with the blood of the Chinese people. I hope you can realize your shame and then be brave!"
Matsuura Junrokuro did not blame Ichikawa Yozo for the failed attack, but gave him encouragement. This made Lieutenant Commander Ichikawa Yozo stunned for a moment, and then he showed a look of gratitude.
"General! Please give me another chance! I will definitely capture the China Army's position and live up to the trust of General!" Ichikawa Yozo said murderously.
Matsuura Junrokuro waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, everyone should sit down. We should make a good summary of the failure of this attack, otherwise it will fail."
"Hi Yi!" The officers all agreed and sat down together.
They were not convinced after the defeat this time, because the Chinese team did not fight them face to face openly, but hid in strong fortifications.
Although their soldiers are well-trained, they have been repeatedly frustrated in the face of those solid fortifications. If the Chinese troops had not hidden in the fortifications, they would have broken through the defense line long ago.
"Who can tell me first, why our attack failed this time?" Junrokuro Matsuura looked around at the officers and said.
Major General Shanchi Heng, commander of the 111th Brigade, spoke with a stern face: "The Chinese have built solid fortifications with distinct layers, many of which are even semi-permanent. Our troops will encounter strong firepower when they rush up..."
Major General Shanchi Heng analyzed that the other officers were convinced that it was not that they were not brave, but that the previous tactics had no effect on these strong fortifications.
"Who has a way to deal with the fortifications?" After listening to Major General Yamachi Tsune's words, Matsuura Junrokuro turned to ask the officers.
A Japanese captain suddenly stood up and said loudly: "General, the Chinese are huddled in the fortifications and resisting. We can use incendiary bombs to force them out. Once they are forced out, we will immediately bombard them with artillery fire!"
"Not bad! Sit down." Junrokuro Matsuura nodded with satisfaction.
"Hiyi!"
Another captain stood up and suggested fiercely: "General, we can use special bombs to strike!"
The special bombs are poison gas bombs, and all the Japanese officers are frightened. If they are really used, I am afraid that the Chinese *** team's position will be captured soon, but they also have their worries. After all, unless there are special circumstances, the headquarters
They are not allowed to use it.
Seeing Junroku Matsuura's hesitation, the commander of the regiment, Yozo Ichikawa, stood up and said: "General, our attacks in the past have been during the day. We can imitate the China Army and launch night attacks to catch them by surprise! If we cannot capture them, we can use special ammunition.
Not too late."
The surrounding officers were whispering that although attacking at night could catch the ** troops off guard, it would cost more, so they had reservations.
Matsuura Junrokuro did not express his position immediately, but silently tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, thinking about the feasibility of this method.
They have become accustomed to fighting during the day, and at night they have become a squadron. It is not that they are not good at night fighting, it is just that they disdain night fighting, because most positions can be taken during the day.
But now the Wushimen defense line is like a hard stone. Instead of chewing it down, they have broken their teeth. Under this situation, night fighting seems feasible.
"General, I am willing to personally lead my troops to launch a night attack on the China Army's positions!" Seeing Junrokuro Matsuura's hesitation, the commander of the regiment, Yozo Ichikawa, asked for a fight.
They were beaten into disgrace during the day. For the arrogant and arrogant captain Yozo Ichikawa, he really couldn't swallow this sigh of relief, so he wanted to regain his reputation at night.
Division commander Matsuura Junrokuro also raised his head: "I will let the artillery unit cover you. If you can break through the Chinese army's defense line in one fell swoop, I will personally celebrate your victory!"
"Everyone, go back and prepare immediately. We will launch an attack at night! Capture the Chinese Army's position and serve His Majesty the Emperor loyally!"
Matsuura Junrokuro's words were sonorous and powerful, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.
"Be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!" The Japanese officers' eyes flashed like wild beasts, and they howled murderously.
The boundless night shrouded the earth, and the cool mountain breeze dispersed the smoke that filled the battlefield, and also caused the temperature to drop a lot.
The direction of the Japanese position was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly. The occasional cold gunshots in the distance reminded the brothers that they were still on a battlefield where they could die at any time.
The brothers who had been fighting the Japanese for a day were sitting in the trenches in small groups, smoking and enjoying this rare break.
Although there was no face-to-face hand-to-hand combat with the Japs during the day, the Japs' attacks never stopped, which kept their nerves highly tense. Now that they had relaxed, they all looked as if they were paralyzed by fatigue.
"What's going on, do you miss your wife?" A brother looked at his companion who was holding a gun and was silent, and poked him with his hand, showing a meaningful smile.
"I don't have a daughter-in-law yet. My mother proposed to me a marriage in a neighboring village. Not only did we just set a date, she joined the army. I don't know if the other girl got married when she returned home after the war." This brother
Said glumly.
"I'm sure they're waiting for you. If you kill a few more Japs and make a contribution, then you'll ride on a big horse, marry home in style, and have a bunch of kids. Then your good days will come."
"Hey, that's true. By the way, who else is in your family?" The brother's face was filled with happiness, and he turned to ask.
"I am alone. My parents were killed by the Japanese, and there is no one left at home." This brother's voice was a little deep.
"I'm sorry, I don't know about your family..." The brother who felt the rudeness of the question hurriedly wanted to explain.
"It's nothing, it's all over. Now I have brothers like you to fight the Japanese together."