It’s too late to leave a message for my comrades!
It’s too late to say the last prayer to God!
I don’t even have time to miss my parents who are far away in my hometown!
The battle broke out.
The Japanese army launched two infantry squads in the first wave of attack. Behind them, less than 50 meters away, there were four more infantry squads ready to move.
There were only two guard platoons that could stop their attack.
The firing range of all machine guns and heavy machine guns is mainly set to hit the Japanese troops attacking the trenches 500 meters to 1000 meters away. However, the damage to the infantry under the hills is limited.
Moreover, at this time, the main force of the Japanese army attacked the trench defense line again.
The few remaining machine guns and heavy machine gun firepower points resolutely gave up supporting the protective infantry position that was only a few dozen meters away from them, and poured all their firepower on the death line.
In fact, the Japanese army has absorbed the previous experience of intensive charges that caused a large number of casualties. The distance between individual soldiers was extremely far. Even the intensive grenades thrown by the Chinese were unable to cause large-scale damage, but it was against this kind of flanking attack.
The bullets fired have no effect.
The red bullet marks formed by artillery shells and bullets are like the steel whip constantly waved by the god of death. They are injured and killed one after another. Especially the 20mm machine gun shells that can penetrate 25mm steel plates at a distance of 500 meters can often penetrate a human body.
Afterwards, the remaining momentum continued, and one or even two more were knocked down to count, posing a great threat to the Japanese infantry.
Not yet ready to charge in the face of bullets and artillery shells, the Japanese infantry who had just climbed up from the mud and rushed into the cold river could only retreat again in frustration.
Kanda Masane, who was watching all this with a telescope, looked livid.
It was under his order that the infantry began to attack the hills, causing the artillery fire that could have suppressed the Chinese machine gun and heavy machine gun firepower points to be suspended, which made several Chinese heavy firepower points so unscrupulous.
Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?
"Order the two infantry squadrons of the 47th Regiment. I will only give them 30 minutes. If they cannot capture the position in front of them, the supervising team at the rear will take their place." Kanda Masane issued a strict military order again.
At that time, I would rather have all two infantry squadrons die in battle than have a death order to resolve the battle within 30 minutes.
The Japanese don't need to show their heads before the Chinese, so they demand that all their subordinates die on the battlefield. Nogi Nogi did this before, and it will be even more common in the Pacific battlefield in the future.
The Chinese position mainly consists of two trenches: the first-line trench and the second-line trench. There is basically one guard squad in the shorter first-line trench, and two guard squads in the second-line trench.
The distance between the two trenches is about 30 meters. Due to time constraints, there is only one communication trench connecting them. This is mainly to facilitate the evacuation of the first-line trenches in emergencies or for the second-line trenches to reinforce the first-line trenches.
But after the second line of trenches, there were already various firepower points set up at the top of the hill, and there was no way out.
When the Japanese army began to hunch forward and entered a distance of 100 meters, a guard squad in the front-line trench had already opened fire.
There is no small river on the hill, which can slow down the Japanese infantry charge like the trench defense line. Once the Japanese army advances to 50 or 60 meters, their heavy machine guns start to suppress it like crazy, which will cause trouble.
All the Japanese infantry were defeated.
However, they did not stop their attack.
Sirens sounded continuously and shrilly 300 meters away, which was a signal for the Japanese army to continue their attack.
The Japanese infantrymen suppressed by shell guns and submachine guns at the foot of the hill were like crazy, almost crawling up the hillside despite the rain of bullets from the Chinese.
The Chinese defenders were not only spraying bullets at the enemy, they themselves were also being baptized by the bullets.
The entire altitude of the hill is only a dozen meters. The Chinese infantry's trenches are basically in the middle, and the height is only seven or eight meters at most. The slope is actually very gentle, and the Japanese infantry will not have too much effort to crawl forward.
Although the Chinese side occupies a high advantage and is condescending, it is easy to shoot or throw grenades.
However, this kind of terrain is also beneficial to the Japanese supporting firepower.
Responsible for providing fire support to these Japanese troops was a heavy machine gun brigade that positioned its position as close as 400 meters away.
There are 12 heavy machine guns, and there are 6 Type 92 heavy machine guns on the left and right sides.
Since the Chinese defensive position was high enough, the Japanese heavy machine guns did not even need to fire from the two wings. Instead, they fired wildly at the Chinese position from the front of their respective battlefields. The bullets passed right over the heads of the bent and crawling Japanese infantry.
A Type 92 heavy machine gun has a rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute, and six Type 92 heavy machine guns can theoretically pour 3,000 rounds of bullets into the Chinese position in one minute.
The first-line trench is only 50 meters wide, which almost means that within one meter, 60 rounds of bullets are whizzing through the air.
It was almost a baptism like a storm.
But that's not rain, but bullets that can easily take someone's life.
Crazy bullets hit the edge of the trench and splashed soil, and almost no one dared to look up.
At most, you can only place the gun on the edge of the trench, stretch out your hand and pull the trigger desperately. As for where the bullet flies, you can no longer care.
The defensive effect can also be imagined.
Hand grenades were thrown, but because the Japanese infantry were spread out and there were not many grenades, they could be wasted easily.
The Japanese infantry lying in the battlefield were all veterans who had experienced the battlefield, and they immediately felt the weakness of the Chinese firepower.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!" the junior Japanese army officers roared to cheer up their soldiers.
The speed of the Japanese army increased again.
"Damn it, Chow Tai Fook, you coward, can you still hold your position? Fight back immediately and fight me back." Major Scar's roar rang out in the trenches. His voice was completely broken because he tried to raise his voice.
In the establishment of the Chinese army, regiment-level units have uniform numbers for the entire army, which is the same as the Japanese army's regiment level. At the battalion level, they are basically sorted by numbers one, two, and three.
And "one" represents more than just a number. In the establishment of the Chinese army, "one" is almost the strongest pronoun.
The first battalion is the sharp knife battalion, the first company is the sharp knife company, and the first platoon is the sharp knife platoon. Even at the lowest level of the infantry squad, the soldiers will be proud of being a squad.
Because they are soldiers of the sharp knife squad.
Zhou Dafu is the platoon commander of the 1st company of the 108th Division Guard Battalion under Major Scar.
The highest commander on this position, except Major Scar, who is personally in charge.
At this moment, the second lieutenant platoon leader, who was personally named by Major Scar, was in the frontline trench, leading a squad of thirteen people in his platoon.
To be precise, there were only twelve people including him. Two of them had died on the spot in the shelling just now.
"Damn it, brothers, fight like crazy." In the trench, a soldier wearing a helmet and only a shirt that was stained by mud and couldn't see the color turned over and lay on the trench, lowered the submachine gun in his hand as hard as he could, and roared.
A volley of bullets cleared the air.
Heavy machine gun bullets were visibly shot into the soil around him, and one bullet even grazed the side of the helmet at an arc. Fortunately, it was not a direct shot. The rounded arc of the helmet also played a role. The bullet grazed the helmet.
The shocking fire did not cause any real harm to the second lieutenant.
Seeing that the platoon leader was like this, the soldiers followed suit and lay down on the trench with gritted teeth and fired wildly.
However, not everyone has the luck of being a second lieutenant.
In this round of counterattack, one soldier was shot in the shoulder and chest by heavy machine gun bullets, and fell into the trench screaming.
One soldier didn't even say a word, and just lay down quietly on the trench. When the soldier who was emptying bullets and retracting into the trench noticed something unusual, and violently dragged him back to the trench, he painfully discovered that he had already
died.
A heavy machine gun bullet penetrated his helmet. The thick 7.7mm warhead penetrated the helmet effortlessly and lifted half of his sky cap.
The sound of blood spurting from the head and hitting the helmet is a "sizzling" sound that would give even the toughest warriors nightmares.
"Good day to you!" Another soldier who witnessed all this was obviously stimulated by the tragic death of his comrade.
With a roar, he picked up an unscrewed grenade from the ground of the trench, pulled the fuse, raised his arm and prepared to throw it.
Unexpectedly, because the arm was raised too high, a heavy machine gun bullet hit the wrist, and the entire wrist was shattered. The soldier did not even have time to scream, and the palm and the grenade with blue smoke fell into the trench again.
The soldier holding the corpse of his comrade was still quick-sighted, stepped forward, picked up the grenade still in his comrade's hand, and threw it out.
The grenade, which had been delayed for more than three seconds, exploded in the air more than 20 meters below the hillside.
The Japanese soldiers screamed in agony.
You may be able to avoid the crazy rain of bullets by crawling, but you can't stop the grenade shrapnel flying down in the air.
The Chinese soldiers in the trenches did not see that the grenades thrown by their comrades at the cost of one palm killed and injured at least four Japanese soldiers.
The second lieutenant platoon leader who happened to be looking over here was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Everyone, please give me three seconds before dropping the bomb!"
"Boom, boom, boom!" Most of the seven or eight grenades thrown high from the trench exploded in the air after flying twenty or thirty meters.
The Japanese infantry who were about to enter the bombing distance were directly blown to tears by this artificially delayed 'air burst bomb'.
