Chapter 301 The Battle of the Ancient Mountains (3)
A squadron of Japanese troops was quickly defeated.
The firepower of the Chinese defenders was much stronger than they imagined, even though they were very careful. But the super-high-rate firepower of the two MG42s on the left and right of the position still exceeded their imagination.
The smoke that still shrouded the battlefield blocked the sight of the soldiers of the death squads and also covered the eyes of the Japanese soldiers. It was not until more than a hundred Japanese soldiers rushed to more than 50 meters away from the main position that the two sides began to fire.
It was almost a distance that would lead to hand-to-hand combat in a few seconds, so the Chinese and Japanese artillery could only watch from the sidelines. A bunker placed by the death-defying company on the right side of the position was not destroyed, and an MG42 stationed in it deployed without any scruples.
its firepower.
The terrifying rate of fire of the "Hitler Chainsaw" suppressed more than 100 Japanese soldiers fifty meters away, unable to move. The Type 92 heavy machine gun behind it had no way to deal with the solid bunker. It had been prepared hundreds of meters away.
The grenadiers could only throw grenades blindly at the death company positions in the smoke. Naturally, the shooting of blind cats and dead mice would not have much effect.
On the contrary, the Japanese army now regretted that they ran too fast and got too close to the Chinese defenders' position. They were in a condescending position, and the distance of 50 meters was enough for several burly soldiers to throw grenades from the trenches.
As nearly a dozen grenades exploded among the Japanese troops, more than a dozen lying Japanese troops were blown into the air. Captain Fujita, the Japanese squadron leader behind the position, issued a signal to retreat.
This first attack was itself a fire reconnaissance. The firepower of the Chinese defenders was extremely strong. As a frontline commander, Fujita Ichiro would not waste his troops on this attack that did not have much significance.
The Japanese troops took turns covering the area and quickly retreated.
The platoon leader did not order a counterattack because he knew very well that another bombardment by the Japanese army would come soon. This time, it would be difficult to save the surviving bunker. The Japanese army, which had already detected the location of the bunker, would never allow it to exist.
Two observation posts were left behind again, and a platoon of the death-defying company quickly retreated through the dilapidated communication trench into the tunnel behind the mountain.
Sure enough, within two minutes, the heavy artillery brigade, which had received a report on the situation from the front, opened fire again, but this time the bombardment only lasted five minutes and ended.
The two observation posts were very lucky this time. They survived the crazy bombardment of the Japanese army. As soon as they heard the footsteps of the Japanese army's heavy leather shoes on the mountainous terrain, they immediately blew their bamboo flutes with all their strength.
The platoon prepared to charge into the position again. In the brief battle that lasted only ten minutes, miraculously, they did not lose any of them.
"Wait a minute." Zhou Shiyu suddenly waved his hand and said with a frown, "Wait another half minute."
Undoubtedly, this is a very difficult decision. Half a minute is enough for the Japs to rush to the main position. Although there is a second line of defense, if the Japs can easily occupy the first line of defense, the entire mountaintop defense battle will fall into chaos.
passive.
"Company Commander..." The platoon commander obviously knew the result and looked anxious.
Before he finished speaking, he heard a piercing scream coming from far away.
"Boom, boom" a row of mountain cannon shells exploded on the position, and the ground shook again, shaking the soldiers who had walked out of the tunnel entrance to stagger.
Another shelling lasting more than 5 minutes.
"The bastard little devil is so cunning." A row of white hair sprouted all over his body.
If the company commander Zhou Shiyu hadn't had an idea and asked them to wait for another half minute, the platoon that hurried to the position would have suffered heavy losses. If they were unlucky, they might have been wiped out.
Zhou Shiyu secretly said that he was lucky. If he hadn't had an idea just now and remembered some of the methods that the enemy would use in reverse slope tunnel tactics when Liu Lang was giving a lecture to mid-level officers like them, he would have the most powerful platoon under his command.
It's almost gone.
Of course, Zhou Shiyu didn't think of this on a whim, but because his line of sight was blocked and the distance the observation post could see into the distance was limited, he played the bamboo flute mainly to listen to the movements of the Japanese troops on the opposite side.
The shelling from the opposite side had only stopped for a minute when they heard movement. That was too fast, unless the commander of the Japanese army on the opposite side did not care about the lives of his soldiers at all.
But obviously, this was only the second attack, and it was far from the time for the Japanese army to charge to the death.
An excellent commander does not need a superhumanly intelligent mind, but more importantly, the ability to make what he thinks is the most correct judgment based on the battlefield situation. Zhou Shiyu may not be considered an excellent commander now, but
The battlefield is making him grow.
Fortunately, his judgment was extremely accurate this time.
Not only did it prevent our own side from suffering heavy losses, it also caught the opponent off guard.
Thinking that the Chinese defenders had suffered heavy losses due to a trick played by their own artillery, the Japanese infantry squadron rushed towards the death company's main position in a charging formation.
However, he was slapped by the roaring MG42 again and his face was full of peach blossoms.
At least a dozen Japanese soldiers whirled and fell on the path of their charge.
However, this time the Japanese attack was much more resolute. Although the losses were considerable, they still tenaciously advanced towards the position. Moreover, the firepower of the heavy machine guns hiding in the rear also suddenly increased. The MG42 machine guns without the cover of the bunker were no longer able to attack the position without any damage.
Shooting with scruples is much harder.
At the moment when the breeze blew away the smoke, the Japanese army's ten grenade groups hid five hundred meters away and began to bombard several firepower points on the position that dared to fire.
Because the distance was too far, a row of five or six specially prepared precision shooters had no way to deal with the grenade soldiers. Moreover, the Japanese grenade soldiers were very cunning and were killed by a row of grenade soldiers in a sneak attack.
After the two companions, they both fired one shot and then moved to another place, leaving the three grenade launchers in a row of the suicide company with no choice but to bombard the Japanese light and heavy machine guns, trying their best to relieve the pressure on the fire points.
However, the concentrated firepower of the Japanese army still suppressed several major firepower points of the death-defying company, and the crawling Japanese infantry gradually approached the main position of the death-defying company.
"Hey, Yamamoto-kun, the Chinese can't hold on any longer. They will continue to invest their troops and strive to capture the position with this attack. Your Excellency, the division commander, can't wait any longer." A few miles away, the 3rd No. 16th Brigade of the 16th Brigade
Major General Nagakawahara Kan, who put down his telescope at the brigade's temporary headquarters, looked happy and said with a smile to the major commander beside him.
"Hai." Major Yamamoto of the 3rd Battalion gave a half-bow to his immediate superior, turned around and ordered the messenger beside him: "Order Lieutenant Harakami's 1st Squadron to enter the battle, tell him and Captain Fujita, the brigade commander and I
Your Excellency is waiting for their good news here, and your Excellency, the division commander, will also be happy to see the military flag of my 3rd Battalion planted on the Chinese position in thirty minutes."
The addition of more than 100 Japanese soldiers made the already extremely stressed platoon position even more exhausted. In just thirty minutes of fighting, the platoon lost fifteen soldiers, five of whom were killed and ten.
Eight of the injured soldiers were seriously injured, and two soldiers who were slightly injured and unwilling to go down could only help hand grenades and bullets.
The casualty rate of one platoon was as high as 30%.
"Reinforcements, I need reinforcements." A platoon leader roared as he pulled the trigger fiercely at the Japanese army.
"Company commander, let's fire! The first platoon can't hold on any longer." Hearing a platoon of signal soldiers rushing to plead for reinforcements from Zhou Shiyu, the cannon platoon leader couldn't help it.
"It's not the critical moment yet, you have to hide it for me." Zhou Shiyu ruthlessly rejected the request of the cannon platoon leader.
He frowned and took two steps back and forth, then raised his brows and said, "Signal Corps, order Zhan Datong to lead his platoon to hold on for another five minutes. After five minutes, abandon the No. 1 position and retreat to the No. 2 position."
Then he looked at the cannon platoon leader and said, "Old Zhang, how are you doing with the large slingshots I asked you to make these days? Can they be used?"
"It works. I've been testing it for two days. It's almost the same!"
"Hehe, okay, then let's let the little devils know that not only do they know how to play tricks, but we know how to play tricks much better than they do." Zhou Shiyu punched the earthen wall next to him, danger dancing in his pupils.