Following Liu Lang's order, the 80 heartless cannons that had been resting for a long time fired again. Each cannon threw an average of two explosive packets. It didn't matter whether the accuracy was inaccurate, as long as all 7 kilograms of explosive packets were thrown into the river valley.
Just go.
There were another 160 explosive packets. After finally leaving the mountain road and working hard to find a way to defend themselves against the fire from both sides of the mountain, many of the Japanese troops were covered in blood by the rocks flying everywhere.
Baga! You are not playing your cards according to the rules! At this moment, the Japanese army is naturally extremely resentful. They had been knocked unconscious by this kind of explosive package with no ballistic track before. They fought for a long time and spent a lot of money.
The dead and wounded finally found a safe place. It was like an offensive and defensive battle. Why did you start throwing this immoral thing again?
The Japanese soldiers located in the natural ravines in the river valley had to raise their necks and stare at the sky carefully. The ravines and rocks could block bullets, but they could not stop the explosive packets falling down.
Everyone would be blown up into the sky by the air waves generated by that thing, and if they couldn't be killed by the explosion, they would be thrown half to death.
After the explosive packs were blown up, the mortars and mountain cannons distributed on the mountains opened fire. However, it was not a covering attack, but fixed-point bombardment based on the location where the Japanese troops gathered more concentrated according to the information sent by the artillery observers in front.
Only those standing on the mountain can see more clearly. The most concentrated artillery fire is mostly about 300 meters before and after the Bayonet Battalion and the Panshi Battalion are about to rush down the mountain to establish a blocking position. Liu Lang will use 20 minutes of artillery bombardment to destroy this area.
All the Japanese troops in one area were driven away, and a passage formed purely by artillery fire was established.
After all, although this tactic of rushing into the Japanese army's positions to separate and surround the Japanese army can effectively compress the enemy's living space and speed up the collapse of the Japanese army, it also comes at a certain price.
Especially when the enemies on both sides discover the opponent's attempt, they will definitely launch a desperate charge to kill the opponent. If a blocking position is not established, even if the Bayonet Battalion and the Rock Battalion have a huge firepower advantage, once the Japanese troops who are not willing to risk their lives break through the firepower network,
If the troops were to fight hand to hand, the casualties would be unacceptable to Liu Lang.
Because, once the distance between the two armies is less than 100 meters or even 50 meters, the artillery battalion can hardly give them any assistance. They are not powerful enough to accurately shoot the artillery shells to a range of 100 meters. Under the artillery shells, all lives are fragile, regardless of
Is it an enemy force or a friendly force.
The Japanese troops who could not see the overall situation naturally did not know. They only knew that they were running wildly under the suddenly intensified artillery fire of the Chinese. They had to bear the artillery fire above their heads and be prepared for the deadly bullets fired from the mountains on both sides, especially in the area where the enemy was located.
The Japanese troops in the middle of the river valley felt extremely miserable.
The Japanese soldiers who chose a good position from the beginning and hid in the rocks or grass at the foot of the mountain were happy at the moment. As long as they didn't shoot or be exposed, and hid their heads and buttocks, generally speaking, the danger was not very great.
Big. Whether it is artillery, infantry or machine guns, the Chinese, except for the explosive packets flying all over the sky, which may explode one at a time, the rest of them find the target and then attack it, and do not shoot blindly.
Since many Japanese troops, especially the second-line soldiers in the baggage regiment, discovered this characteristic of the Chinese army, they hid in the grass or rocks and never fired again, even if the superiors who once silenced them roared back.
, they didn’t fight either.
Compared with precious lives, what are the ferocious faces and anxious roars of the officers? What's more, many of the officers who had the courage to roar and command went to chat with Amaterasu. So, many
People were content to hide and not show up. As for what if the Chinese rushed down? Of course someone would fight back. The excuses given by the Japanese second-line soldiers who had no bottom line seemed to be quite right.
This is actually similar to the mentality of a soldier who can overwhelm dozens of prisoners on the road or even drive them into a pit without any resistance. They all want to protect themselves and expect others to resist, but the final outcome is that everyone
die.
Therefore, when Ling Hong's suggestion that all the explosive packages had been fired and could be discarded, the oil barrels containing at least 200 kilograms of sand and gravel rolled down the mountain, many of these Japanese soldiers who were still feeling happy were unlucky.
Especially at the location where the three battalions were preparing to rush down the mountain, ten oil barrels were placed every two meters, and ten oil barrels crashed down on the mountain more than 30 meters wide.
The terrain of the Taihang Mountains is not like that of the Great Wall. There are steep slopes and gentle slopes. The mountains are generally very steep. The mountains on both sides of the river valley, especially where there are positions, are not necessarily 80 or 90 degrees, but they are still 60 or 70 degrees.
, the growth is basically dominated by shrubs. Even if there are trees, after the 200-kilogram oil drum accelerates through a height difference of more than ten meters, it is like the violent energy of a wild horse galloping on the grassland, and it will be broken upon impact. Maybe there are thick
A few tree stumps or rocks can provide some obstacles to these thick "rolling logs", but that is just to throw them high or change a certain direction.
There were even two oil barrels colliding in the air, making a terrible impact, and then they were smashed up the mountain and rolled down.
The sound of "rumbling" was like thunder. Looking up from the river valley, the lush mountains seemed to have been plowed by a giant rake. The bushes and grass were desperately separated to both sides, and the big trees as thick as a person's waist also roared.
was smashed.
Seeing this scene, the Japanese soldiers who happened to be within this range all turned pale and shouted. Many of them ran wildly to both sides or downwards with their hands and feet, like frightened marmots.
Don't tell me, the khaki military uniform looks exactly like that among the green.
However, this is obviously in vain. Not to mention the red warriors on the opposite mountain aiming at the "marmots" running wildly in the field of vision and shooting and hunting, even if they rush down and carry the oil drums with thousands of kilograms of power,
Can easily crush them into a pulp.
Those who lie motionless will be crushed to death by the creatures passing by. Those who try to escape but are hit or bumped into will be knocked or knocked into the air. If they fall from a height of more than ten meters, almost no one will survive.
. However, the worst thing was not the Japanese troops hiding among the rocks and bushes on the mountain, but the Japanese troops who were twenty or thirty meters away from the mountain road.
Accelerated by the potential energy of hundreds of meters high, the oil barrel rolled crazily towards the river beach for another seventy or eighty meters. On this section of the road, no matter what it hit, it was smashed into pieces, even if it was a stone. Along with the people behind the stone,
All were smashed into pieces. Many oil drums had fresh hair and flesh hanging on them.
This wave of unexpected attacks is not like explosives or cannonballs, which basically blow people away. Even if they are blown to pieces, you can't see the blood unless you look carefully. But, it's almost like
A road paved with flesh and blood.
On Linghong's side alone, it can be visually observed that at least twenty Japanese soldiers were killed and injured.
Ling Hong, who put down the three batches of oil barrels allocated to him in one breath, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "My dear, if I had known this, I would have brought two thousand oil barrels with me without spending many bullets.
Smash all these bastards to death."
Of course, this is a bit of a joke. The Japanese army is not stupid. They suffered a loss in the first wave of attacks. They will not find a place to hide where you can't hit them. Isn't it the same with the flying thunder cannons, except that the first two waves caused relatively large damage?
The Japanese army who found the pattern had much fewer casualties in the subsequent rounds of bombing.
Thirty oil barrels are already very powerful, let alone the fifty on Liu Dazhu's side.
Ikeda Ryo, who was more than 600 meters away from the "primitive" attack by the Chinese, was also alarmed by the huge momentum. A bad premonition arose in his heart, even though the Chinese on the opposite mountain had already
The idea of rushing down the mountain was not as strong as this premonition, so the Japanese major lied down in a deep ditch and secretly observed with a telescope.
On this battlefield, not being sneaky is a complete act of seeking death. Forty minutes ago, the squadron leader of the baggage squadron, who had been extremely careful with his telescope to check the enemy's situation, was shot into the telescope. The bullet shattered the telescope lens and penetrated him.
His right eye, next to the blood-soaked eye socket, was a fragment of broken glass embedded in his bloody face that shone in the autumn sunshine.
That kind of weird and chilling cruelty made Ryo Ikeda understand that there were Chinese sharpshooters around him, sharpshooters with extremely accurate marksmanship, and they had all killed his signal soldiers.
The one who showed his head again was his grandson. Major Ikeda, who put his life first, never showed his head again, including when he looked at the mountain a few hundred meters away with a frown.
What the hell are the Chinese doing? Have they started throwing rolling logs?
As a row of soldiers wearing dark blue and gray uniforms moved down the road opened by the crazy oil barrels at high speed, the Japanese major's eyes suddenly widened.
Damn it, he made a mistake, the Chinese actually started to charge.
Is the last moment coming? Ikeda Ryo closed his eyes in pain.
From this moment on, he knew that his ambition to wait until dark was completely gone.
The Chinese would rather pay huge casualties than let any of them go.
"Order the entire army to fix their bayonets and prepare to fight to the death." Ryo Ikeda, who had lost all hope, ordered with his red eyes staring.
He actually doesn't want to die, but at this time, he can only fight to the death. Everyone in the army can surrender, but he can't. If he doesn't fight to the death, I'm afraid his mother will live on the street, and his gentle and beautiful wife will become a powerful person.
Their playthings, cute children will not have enough to eat. This truth is still understood by the Japanese army major.
However, the scene in which he imagined that the Chinese rushing down the mountain would charge towards them and fire fiercely did not appear.
The Chinese rushing down the hillside in the field of vision were shooting to crush all the resistance around them while building fortifications based on the mountain. Some even carried the black objects rushing down the mountain and placed them in the river valley, waving their engineer shovels to dig.
A bunker was set up.
Do they want to make claws? A trace of doubt flashed in the mind of the Japanese major for only a second.
The next moment, the Japanese major, whose liver and gallbladder was split, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill the chickens for me. The whole army will turn around, charge to the death, and kill them all."