There was no need to wait for Major General Suzuki Mitsuchi to send a special telegram to urge him. Kihara Shinichi was already ready to explode the artillery.
After the fierce gunfire from the rear of the position almost completely covered up the unique gunfire of the 92 heavy machine gun, Kihara Shinichi knew that he would not be spared this time. He even saw his orderly being killed by a stray bullet in front of him.
, the firepower of the Chinese is actually so strong.
He thought he would fail, but Kihara Shinichi didn't expect that it would be so difficult to blow up his own cannon, and he was still on his own position.
From the moment the order was given to explode the artillery, Major Akiyama Kon, the chief person in charge of the artillery bombing, lost his life. A bullet directly hit his head. The hard frontal bone blocked the bullet's advance. As a result, the warhead deformed and changed its shape.
The massive destructive energy lifted his skull.
Mo Mao Mao, who was lying less than 300 meters away from Qiu Shan, took back his gun and quickly moved to the next hiding place that he had already observed. His calm expression showed that he did not take his success in sniping a major officer to heart at all.
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It's really not difficult. A group of Japanese soldiers are surrounding a Japanese officer. The Japanese officer is also gesticulating and giving orders. It's like putting a shiny golden word "military merit" on his forehead, waiting for the enemy to ask for it at will.
All the Japanese soldiers who wanted to get close to the cannon were killed by bullets flying from nowhere. The unique sound of gunfire plunged the Japanese army into chaos.
Being infiltrated into the position by the Chinese, this terrible fact made Kihara Shinichi heartbroken.
There was no telling how many people were shooting in the darkness, and the Chinese people who had sneaked in were very powerful. When the afterglow of the artillery fire in front illuminated the position, they opened fire. When the position returned to darkness, they hid in the darkness again.
The people left on the position now are mainly auxiliary soldiers. They are not good at individual combat, and they are running around like headless flies. There is a burst of gunfire in the direction that may be shot at them. I don’t know how many.
People die at the hands of their own people.
It was terrifying for hundreds of people to shoot randomly like this. Even a brave man like Chen Yunfa hunched his neck and hid behind a mound without showing his head. He did not die on the battlefield, but died in this chaotic place that was on the verge of collapse.
It's just too uneconomical.
Although they were on the verge of collapse, some Japanese soldiers still faithfully carried out their commander's orders and used grenades to detonate a box of bombs more than ten meters away from the cannon. The huge explosion blew the Type 41 mountain cannon into the sky and also blasted the surrounding fifty meters away.
All humans and animals within the radius were wiped out.
The huge fireballs that rose up one after another comforted the heart of Major General Suzuki Mitsuchi a few miles away, and at the same time pushed the two artillery brigades one step further into the abyss.
The huge air wave caused by the explosion of the detonated artillery shells has almost wiped out all the Japanese troops still within the explosion range. It can be said that except for the hundreds of Japanese troops confronting Tang Yongming's three battalions, several Japanese troops located in the rear
A hundred meters of the Japanese main position had almost been blown to pieces.
The suicide bombing behavior completely sent the Japanese troops in the main position and the Japanese artillerymen who were escaping here into the sky.
Liu Lang and the fifteen special forces soldiers had already retreated to a safe distance when they saw that the situation was not going well. Because of the Japanese army's rigor, although they had shrunk, the 24 cannons still strictly followed the minimum safe distance in the field. There were four fully between each cannon.
At a distance of fifty meters, the exploding shells were not enough to send all the cannons into the sky. Liu Lang's requirements were not high. As long as he could save a dozen gates, it would be enough to make the 4th Brigade feel like dying.
However, the rising fireballs still made Liu Lang feel distressed. He could only grind his teeth secretly, "Children Chi Dakui, if you come later, if all the cannons are gone, I will stuff you into the cannon and throw it at you."
Damn that old Suzuki guy."
This person just can't help but talk about it, especially when he is swearing behind someone's back. There is an old saying that goes, "Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will come."
As soon as Liu Lang finished cursing, he heard the loud sound of killing. Groups of soldiers with guns in hand rushed towards this side quickly. Each and every remaining Japanese soldier was knocked to the ground in the firelight as bright as day, or was beaten without mercy.
The soldier stabbed him down with a three-edged spur stuck in his rifle.
Who else but Chi Dakui could that big man who was rushing in front, holding a light machine gun and shooting so hard that he didn't even wear a helmet?
"You bitch, Chi Dakui, get over here." Liu Lang's nose was almost twisted with anger.
Why do you feel that this guy is so much more comfortable than him? Liu Lang would never think that he was angry.
Liu Lang's roar even drowned out the sound of guns and artillery on the battlefield. Chi Dakui, who was holding a light machine gun and was immersed in the pleasure of killing, trembled with fright. He almost didn't look back and beat the fat man with a shuttle.
into a sieve.
When he saw clearly that it was Liu Lang, Chi Dakui quickly threw the light machine gun into the hands of the security guard beside him, trotted over and said awkwardly: "Come here, you kid is stubborn, I'm late."
"It's not too late. Hurry up and send people to take away the remaining cannons. Give me as many shells as you can withstand. I'm looking for you to talk about another thing. You damn girl think you are a
Machine gunners? Let me hold the machine gun and rush to the front. You are now the battalion commander and the regimental deputy." After Liu Lang explained what was going on, his face changed and he yelled at Chi Dakui.
"I'm just a regimental deputy, sir, you're still the regimental leader!" Chi Dakui muttered.
These words made Liu Lang have the urge to shoot himself in the foot.
Damn it, this guy did it on purpose and was waiting for him here specifically!
Looking at Yu Xiancheng who walked over and smiled but said nothing, Liu Lang understood that this was a small protest by his two capable men against his tendency to charge forward every time.
I couldn't help but lament in my heart, was this considered to be a trap for myself? After leading the team, I couldn't be happy with my grudges.
If nothing else, not only these two people think so, but other subordinates may also have this idea.
"Okay, okay, I understand what you are saying. Go and help the friendly forces deal with the remaining Japs, and then quickly clean up the battlefield. There will be at most one hour of rest time, and we will launch an attack on the 4th Brigade at dawn."
Liu Lang waved his hand, feeling rather lonely and did not dwell on this issue any more.
Yu Xiancheng understood very well the significance of Liu Lang to the Independent Regiment. He was now the backbone of the Independent Regiment. Although the troops of the Independent Regiment were now in good order and full of energy, after all, the army was still short-lived. Everything was based on Liu Lang's prestige and
On top of the ever-increasing remuneration, if something unexpected happened to him and he was doomed, the team of 2,000 people would either be reorganized or disbanded. This was something Yu Xiancheng, who wanted to do something great, couldn't accept.
After much thought, I came up with this idea together with Chi Dakui.
Seeing that Liu Lang had softened, the two looked at each other and grinned. Now it seems that the effect is not bad.
As a soldier, it is a pity that he cannot go to the battlefield to compete with the enemy in person, but as a commander, Liu Lang must sit in the rear. The two different fighting modes of the national army and the red army cannot be said to be right or wrong, but they have different philosophies.
That’s all.
The 3rd Infantry Squadron, which was surrounded by enemies from both sides, actually fell into madness the moment the main position was bombed. They knew very well that if it hadn't been at the last moment, their superiors, who valued artillery more than their lives, would not have been so crazy.
No one surrendered. Some of them, led by squadron leader Oda Yuzo, made a desperate charge towards the three infantry battalions on the opposite side, and some of them counterattacked the independent regiment that surrounded them from behind.
There is no doubt that their charges and counterattacks were in vain.
The three battalions of the 29th Army, adhering to the principle of saving ammunition, killed most of the Japanese soldiers who were charging desperately. When only a dozen Japanese soldiers were left and rushed to the front of the position, they brazenly pulled out the big blades on their backs.
, a company of more than 100 men rushed out of the position and chopped off the heads of Captain Oda and more than 20 of his soldiers who persisted until the end.
The infantry composed of Japanese artillerymen who dared to charge towards the independent regiment were beaten to ashes by the intensive firepower. The assault team of the independent regiment, which concentrated forty or fifty flower traps, 100 box guns and twenty light machine guns, even feared accidental injury.
The MG42 machine guns of the friendly forces on the opposite side did not fire, so the non-standard Japanese infantrymen carrying 38 caps and holding Nanbu 14 pistols did not get more than 50 meters away on the way to counterattack.
There are no prisoners, maybe there are wounded soldiers, but the cold spring nights in the north will take away the last trace of warmth from the bodies of the wounded soldiers.
Two artillery brigades of the Japanese army disappeared from the establishment of the Eighth Division of the Japanese Kwantung Army.