During the ten minutes when the artillery battalion continued to attack the Japanese artillery positions under the command of Ming Xin, the Four Lines Regiment, from the regiment commander Tang Dao to the ordinary infantry at the forefront, was undoubtedly extremely tortured.
Due to lack of preparation, the front-line troops were insufficient. If a large number of troops were rashly invested, the losses might be even greater under the crazy Japanese bombardment.
However, these ten minutes were a torment for the Four Troops, and the Japanese army may not be happy about it.
They underestimated the intensity of the firepower output of the infantry of the Fourth Line Regiment. The large number of submachine guns and shell guns they equipped became the weapon that the dozens of infantrymen on the front line of the Fourth Line Regiment could withstand ten times the Japanese charge.
This resulted in the Japanese army having to stay in front of their target for nearly ten minutes. Although they took advantage of their large numbers and caused a lot of casualties on the front line of the Fourth Army Regiment, they had no chance to move forward.
So, when Pang Panghai adjusted the muzzle angle of a mountain cannon based on the data provided by Mingxin again and combined with his own experience, and ordered the gun to be fired.
A cloud of smoke rose from an open space in the Japanese artillery position.
The Japanese army suffered no losses, and the burst of gunpowder smoke was more than 40 meters away from the nearest cannon. However, the Japanese artillery lieutenant who witnessed all this hundreds of meters away felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was as cold as ice!
As an artilleryman, he knew exactly what this meant.
That means that the Chinese artillery group, which is by no means weaker than theirs, will throw an overwhelming amount of artillery shells onto their position at the next moment.
One shell is not scary, what is scary is the dozens or even hundreds of rounds that follow.
How did the Chinese determine the specific coordinates of their artillery positions thousands of meters away? The panicked artillery lieutenant looked around blankly. The soldier's intuition told him that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him right next to him.
"It's hit. Tell Deputy Battalion Commander Pang that the impact point is within the Japanese artillery position. Ask him to focus the fire for ten minutes, no, twenty minutes." Ming Xin was extremely happy.
As a member of the infantry, Mingxin was very aware of the power of these artillery pieces hidden in the hilly areas a thousand meters away. When a cannon hit them, countless brothers were reduced to ashes without even seeing the enemy's face.
Being able to kill these artillery pieces will relieve the infantry of a trusted enemy.
"Okay!" Shen Laoliu also grinned.
He has suffered a lot these past two days.
The uncanny craftsmanship of nature is really terrifying, even more so than the battlefield where flesh and blood are everywhere.
In the past two days, he has climbed 4 cliffs with a height of over 50 meters and nearly 90 degrees.
Of course, most of the credit for this belongs to that super hunk Ming Xin.
Mingxin, holding a lancet in one hand, relied on the force of the lancet inserted into the crack of the stone to climb up the stone cliff, and then threw down the rope to pull Shen Laoliu up the mountain.
However, don’t think that it will be easy just because there is a rope. The combined length of the ropes carried by the two people is only 35 meters, which means that the two people in tandem are like two grasshoppers crawling on the cliff. If they fall, they will be
Two in a row.
There are very few places where his fingers can exert their strength, leaving Shen Laoliu with no place to use his strength. The soles of his feet are on dry rocks that may collapse at any time. The mountain wind whistling by his ears is like the constant voice of death.
Smiling evilly.
This kind of near-breaking fear was not enough once, but it happened several times. If Shen Laoliu's nerves had not been tempered on the battlefield, he might have cried a long time ago.
He is a warrior, but not a monkey!
Fortunately, all these difficulties disappeared in an instant as the artillery shells exploded on the Japanese artillery positions.
Everything is worth it.
"On behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Army Regiment, we will watch on the mountain top the heroic artillery battalion officers and soldiers set off fireworks for the entire army of our Fourth Army Regiment, and congratulate the artillery battalion!" A smiling Shen Laoliu expressed his clear intention.
, and added a sentence in a very literary way.
This message will also be included in the Chinese Military Museum in the future and will become an extremely important witness to the Battle of Southeast Shanxi.
Because it was this round of shelling that created the foundation for the 683rd Brigade and the Fourth Army Regiment to defeat the Second Mixed Brigade.
"Stop the shelling and evacuate quickly!" The stunned Japanese artillery lieutenant also reacted very quickly and quickly ordered the artillery positions to be moved.
But his orders did not travel as fast as radio waves. After firing three artillery pieces, Pang Dahai finally received a target hit message from the special forces team.
"Each artillery position will be slightly adjusted according to the coordinates just communicated. It will take fifteen minutes to prepare as a base number!" Pang Panghai's face, which had always been somewhat stern, finally showed a smile.
It took him ten minutes to determine the Japanese artillery position, which meant that the Japanese artillery outputted firepower on his own infantry for ten minutes. He must have been scolded by Li Jiujin, Cai Yongguan and other guys with bad tempers.
But that doesn't matter. I'm afraid that even if the infantry persisted for ten minutes, his artillery battalion has not made any achievements. After the war, no one needs to scold him. Just looking at the morgue covered with white cloth can make him lose his artillery battalion.
I was so embarrassed up and down.
Fortunately, he finally found it.
"Let it go!" followed by Pang Panghai's roar.
The 16 mountain guns opened fire one by one, and the 6 150-pound troops that had moved their positions forward also opened fire.
Looking at it from the perspective of Ming Xin and Shen Laoliu, they could only see the hills where the Japanese artillery positions were located. First there was a cloud of gunpowder smoke, and then there were several dozen clouds, like flowers in full bloom, eager to bloom their beautiful petals one after another.
, showing off its extremely beautiful stamens to the Japanese soldiers.
However, this kind of beauty is cruel.
The dull explosions came one after another, like a big drum being beaten intensively, and then it seemed as if the whole world was filled with this thunderous sound.
The artillery battalion of the Fourth Army Regiment once again opened its big mouth full of fangs, but this time, it was aimed at the Japanese artillery.
The last time we did this, the Japanese infantry still had a trench to hide in. As long as they were not particularly unlucky, there was still a high chance of survival.
But the Japanese artillery did not have much time to build an anti-artillery bunker. After all, the artillery was thousands of meters behind the infantry. The possibility of a confrontation between the artillery from both sides was extremely slim on the North China battlefield.
Therefore, when the waves of artillery shells fell, the Japanese artillerymen were in misery, especially when the 150-pound projectiles weighing 18 kilograms fell on the position. Within a radius of 15 meters from the impact point, all humans and animals
The crazy air waves can even roll out mountain cannons 40 meters away from the impact point for several meters. It is simply inhumane.
It would be enough to simply kill the human body. After all, this is a hilly area, and the artillery position is huge. A mere 22 artillery pieces cannot cover the entire area in a short time. But don't forget, artillery also has artillery shells in addition to cannons.
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Artillery shells are generally kept at a considerable distance from the artillery. This is written in the artillery safety code to prevent the shells from exploding and causing heavy casualties to one's own side. However, in this early morning, in order to fire artillery shells at the Chinese infantry positions more quickly, the Japanese artillerymen were
Violating this rule, not only were the artillery shells stored too close to the artillery, boxes of artillery shells were even piled on the ground.
Therefore, when a heavy mortar shell falls on one of the piles of shells, the explosion caused by more than 30 shells is absolutely catastrophic.
The loud sound of "Boom!" even overshadowed the continuous explosion of artillery shells. A blood-red mushroom cloud visible to the naked eye rose dozens of meters high. Even the Chinese and Japanese were fighting three thousand meters away.
You can see it on the battlefield.
And that is just a terrifying scene seen by people in the distance!
On the Japanese artillery position, shock waves that were invisible to the naked eye spread out in all directions. Whether it was the running Japanese artillery or the 800-kilogram Type 41 75 mountain gun, they all felt like being hit by a heavy hammer.
Flying out for more than ten meters.
Even the bushes facing this side of a hill three hundred meters away collectively fell to the ground, as if worshiping the powerful air wave.
There were no survivors within a 200-meter radius of the impact point. At least more than 100 Japanese artillerymen were killed in this horrific wave of shell explosions.
You know, this reinforced Japanese artillery brigade only had a total of 1,500 people, and one-fifteenth of them were killed at this time.
But this was not the real climax of the bombardment. A mountain artillery shell happened to fall in the rear area of the position, where nearly 500 packhorses of the Japanese artillery brigade were kept.
The Japanese army is still far away from mechanization, and the artillery is no exception. Artillery, artillery shells and many supplies are transported by pack horses. The large number of pack horses is also a great spectacle in the Japanese army.
Otherwise, no matter which Japanese army the Four Troops fought, they would be able to seize a large amount of horse fuel? That stuff is equivalent to fuel for the mechanized army.
The pack horses are not war horses used by cavalry, but they have also undergone special training. The sound of ordinary guns and cannons will not blow up their nests, but when a cannonball falls among the horses, several pack horses are split into four and five in an instant, and their flesh and blood are flying everywhere. If the pack horses are
If you can still keep your horse's posture normal, then this world is simply abnormal.
The packhorse neighed in fear and instinctively ran in the opposite direction from where the shells exploded.
Hundreds of packhorses galloped wildly, and the momentum was actually quite terrifying, especially for the Japanese artillerymen who had just escaped from the barrage area.
Not to mention the mortal body, even the steel and iron bones are nothing in front of the horses that have gone completely crazy.
The horses, stimulated by the blood of their companions and the violent explosions, had completely lost their sense of direction and relied entirely on biological instincts. They ran rampant in the gunfire. Wherever they went, bushes were flattened and people were trampled to death.
Knocked down until they were killed by flying shrapnel or shot by desperate Japanese artillery.
It is impossible to estimate how much damage hundreds of crazy horses caused to the Japanese artillery, because the Japanese soldiers who were trampled to death by the horses basically turned into mutilated corpses, which was almost the same as being swept to death by the air waves of the artillery shells. Busy
The Japanese artillerymen who were fleeing for their lives would not have time to distinguish this, and the soldiers of the Fourth Army who later occupied this place would not be so bored.
They would only count the number of Japanese soldiers killed based on their corpses.
According to the battle report reported by the Fourth Army Regiment to the headquarters, in this battle, the Fourth Army Regiment killed and injured a thousand Japanese artillerymen, more than 300 horses, and destroyed 16 artillery pieces of various types.
Yes, in this short fifteen-minute bombardment, the artillerymen of the Fourth Army fired more than 800 rounds of artillery shells, causing two ammunition explosions. The two big explosions took away almost 300 Japanese artillerymen and destroyed 7 mountain cannons.
Accounted for less than half of the victory ratio.
In fact, most of the frightened packhorses were not killed by artillery shells, but after trampling at least a hundred of their companions to death, they finally found a way out, which was the infantry position responsible for defending the artillery.
The crazy horses ran towards the trenches regardless, and the Japanese commander was unable to issue a shooting order in order to protect himself.
Under the heavy fire of light and heavy machine guns, even the giant beast running hundreds of kilograms could not resist. After finally choosing to change its route, only more than 100 horses were left in the originally huge herd, and they were basically scattered in various areas of the battlefield.
Even if the remaining artillery pieces of the Japanese army wanted to tow away the remaining cannons, they could only rely on manpower.
The image of heavy artillery being dragged through the hills by manpower is sad enough just to think about it.
The Eightyth Army, which was about to move thousands of miles back then, decisively abandoned the steel that might slow down its march and completely turned itself into a light infantry. Although it later suffered the loss of not having heavy firepower in many tough battles, it made
The entire army was reduced by as much as nine-tenths, but it has to be said that if it had not had sufficient marching speed, it might have been overtaken and destroyed long ago.
But the Japanese army really did this, so that the remaining troops were unable to catch up with the infantry and were surrounded by two infantry companies of the third battalion in hot pursuit. In the end, not only the artillery was saved, but no one escaped.
Of course, even though Boss Cao, the young corporal and other officers and soldiers of the third battalion hated these Japanese artillerymen, seeing them exhausted and dragging several artillery pieces so far away, still in the mountains, only
I can express my admiration for their "Grandet"-like perseverance.
Therefore, when killing them, it was very simple. No grenades or mortars were used. All were shot with submachine guns.
They were probably afraid of destroying the mountain artillery that the Japanese army was trying so hard to protect. Even if the regiment didn't want it, the brigade commander, the major general who called the regiment in person, requested that the 683 brigade seize a few cannons and take them back. Otherwise, more than 300 soldiers would be killed.
The commanders and fighters of the 683rd Brigade died with their eyes open.
The dignified major general and brigade commander have already said this. How can the commanders of the battalions and companies of the Fourth Army Regiment not show their face?
"You little devil! That's a bunch of heartless people! If you still drag the cannon away at this time, wouldn't you lose both the man and the cannon!
Dahai, you must take a lesson from them and not imitate them." After Tang Tuanzuo received the good news message from the third battalion ahead, he curled his lips disdainfully and looked at Pang Dahai who was following him.
"If, what I said, if one day your artillery battalion encounters this situation, you will blow up the artillery for me immediately, and the whole army will run away lightly. I can buy the artillery if I have money, but the lives of my brothers will not be the same.
Money can't buy it."
"Yes, sir, all the brothers in the artillery battalion promise to be smarter than the Japanese. We will give you our lives for free!" Pang Panghai straightened his back and answered simply.
Tang Dao frowned slightly. He heard Pang Panghai's little trick, but he was also a little helpless. The Chinese army had suffered enough from the lack of heavy firepower. Artillery was the lifeblood of Pang Panghai. If he had to trade his life for artillery, it would probably be a long time.
Without blinking an eye, the concept that people are more important than equipment cannot be cultivated overnight, it requires enough time.
If he wants to make a complete change, Tang Dao can only get more guns and cannons and let his brothers understand that this thing is just a pile of rotten cabbage. By then, who will fight for some cabbage?
Of course, that's all for later.
When the artillery battalion of the Fourth Army Regiment focused its fire on the Japanese artillery brigade position, Yota Yin Teng's face instantly turned pale, and he murmured to himself: "It's over!"
When he said it was over, it was not that the two infantry squadrons still in front of the Chinese position were over, but that the entire battle was over.
The Japanese army lieutenant colonel knew very well that without the cover of heavy firepower, the second mixed brigade no longer had the power to counterattack and could only be passively beaten. The initiative on whether it could wait for reinforcements to arrive was no longer with the brigade, but with the Chinese side.
, it depends on how much casualty rate they are willing to bear.
But there is nothing more desolate than the Army Lieutenant Colonel's heart, than the more than 200 Japanese troops who are still firing at the Chinese on the battlefield.
Our own artillery shells were firing well, but suddenly there was a ceasefire. What the hell is this?
"What the hell, it's finally our turn. Order the fire platoon to prepare firepower. The second platoon will go to the front line with me. I can't kill them." Li Jijin jumped up directly.
"Brother Cao, come and take a rest." Young corporal Tu Yunsheng pulled Boss Cao, who had already dropped 30 grenades in a row, to sit down against the trench.
"I still have energy, I can do it." Boss Cao probably gave up now, panting heavily but still full of energy.
"Two minutes, only two minutes. When the company commander comes with the brothers, you can fuck the Japanese again." The young corporal gasped and pointed outside. "The little Japanese can't advance now, and can't retreat.
Dogri’s death is certain.”
It really only took two minutes, and the dark blue military uniforms rushed through the traffic trenches like a tide towards Boss Cao's position.
The three major infantry companies of the third battalion have invested up to 560 infantrymen. If the firepower platoons of each company and the firepower company of the battalion are added, the number of troops is nearly 1,000.
Fighting against more than 200 Japanese troops with no artillery support and no trenches, isn't it like an old silver stick meets a woman with a small crotch, and can be easily used in various positions?
The baby felt miserable, but had nothing to say. He heard the evacuation siren blaring, and the more than 200 Japanese soldiers in front of the position felt very cold.
This isn't a wet market, where you can come and go at a moment's notice?
I don’t know how many Chinese infantry came up, but just looking at the light and heavy machine guns used for suppression, more than 30 were used, and you know how much the Chinese on the opposite side wanted to kill them.
