The battle on the other side of the hillside also pressed the pause button because of the huge explosion that resounded throughout the wilderness.
The violent air waves even rushed to more than 100 meters away, rolling several Japanese infantrymen who were caught off guard down the hillside.
Two infantry squadrons of nearly 400 Japanese soldiers fought desperately under strict military orders, resulting in two-thirds of the battle losses. One of the infantry squadrons had only about 20 soldiers left, completely losing its combat capability.
This news reached the ears of Masane Kanda in the rear provisional headquarters, and the already beleaguered frontline commander of the 36th Infantry Brigade almost became angry to the point of bursting with rage.
He can understand that the Chinese refuse to retreat because they have no way out. If they retreat, they will die!
But why were these idiots from the 47th Infantry Regiment so stupid? With the help of two infantry squads and all the artillery in the brigade, it took them half an hour to achieve such a result.
Are they pigs?
"Order, send the last two infantry squadrons of the 6th Infantry Group over. Since 500 people are not enough, add 500 more people." The Japanese Army Colonel, who was stunned for a full minute, ordered coldly. "In addition, notify those with the greatest battle losses.
Mr. Army Captain, he will serve as the vanguard commander in the next battle. Tell him that after he dies in the battle, I will report his bravery to the brigade commander and even to the commander!"
As the Japanese army regrouped and mobilized, Japanese artillery once again covered the entire "Lone Tomb".
At this moment, even Tang Dao, who had already expected that the battle would be extremely brutal, had no idea that in this silent battle on a small hill in southeastern China, the ratio of forces between China and Japan would reach an unprecedented 1:6.
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And it happened with the help of the Japanese army using more than 20 artillery pieces.
If they were not defeated, all Chinese soldiers would become possessed by the God of War.
Yes, even if a god descends to earth, he will be wiped out by the shrapnel that the Japanese army frantically threw nearly a thousand artillery shells!
What's more, Chinese officers and soldiers are mortal bodies.
after an hour!
There are earth-yellow shadows active everywhere on the hills of ‘Guling’.
However, they still did not stand on the top of the hill waving their swords, guns and their military flags and shouting victory as the Japanese commander imagined.
Because, they have not yet won victory, even though they invested a terrifying total of one thousand troops, 20 artillery pieces, 15 heavy machine guns and nearly 30 grenade launchers.
However, the Chinese used facts to explain what it means to be "a copper pea that cannot be steamed, boiled, cooked, pounded, fried, or fried." They still occupy a small position on the top of the hill.
It was a position with an area that would never exceed 300 square meters. From time to time, there were gunshots from Type 38 rifles. Although the shooting was not accurate, the Japanese infantry who were sure that they could win the final victory did not want to die at dawn.
In the darkness before.
For a while, no one dared to go up.
They could also retreat a hundred meters and notify the rear mountain artillery to continue bombarding the position.
Unfortunately, by this point in the battle, the 36th Infantry Brigade was also exhausted. Eighty percent of the artillery reserves that could have been used to support a two-day battle were consumed in just one and a half hours.
The artillery battalion of the division's artillery wing, which was supposed to arrive on the battlefield an hour ago, actually got its wheels stuck in the mud because of a misreading of the map. At this moment, it was still struggling with the mud six kilometers away.
To put it bluntly, the 36th Infantry Brigade was like a strong man who had exhausted all his strength. As a result, although the Japanese infantrymen on Guling knew that their opponents were extremely weak, they did not have the ability or even the courage to launch a final blow.
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Of course, this is also the psychological change brought about by easy victory. No one wants to be threatened with death when they can taste the sweet fruit.
There is enough death, so much that it makes people numb and frightened.
There will never be more than 450 Japanese infantrymen still active on the hills. That almost means that more than 600 Japanese infantrymen fell on this damn position...
However, there are actually only two people in the 300 square meter position.
One is Major Scar, and the other is the young soldier who stabbed Lieutenant Katori Asuka to death.
The rest were either lying on the position below or on the edge of this small position.
The first company of the 108th Division Guard Battalion is gone.
Together with the captain and company commander, there are only 150 people in the company, leaving only one private and the top officer of the guard battalion.
The four machine guns and four heavy machine guns, as well as the people operating the equipment, were also gone.
The ring fortifications built with huge manpower and material resources failed to stop the horror of probability. The intensive bombardment of thousands of artillery shells, even if it hits them even 1% of the time, it will be destroyed and killed.
Ammunition handlers or auxiliary shooters who were still alive after losing their equipment were also replenished into the trenches, and then died in battle together with the infantrymen of the guard battalion.
This was still not enough. The Japanese troops besieging them from three sides continued to attack the position like a tide. After one wave was killed, another wave came up. The Chinese defenders, whose forces were constantly being depleted, were unable to maintain the position on three sides.
The explosives buried on the other two positions had already detonated, but they only blocked the Japanese troops for a few minutes.
As long as one side is broken through, it will be a disaster for the positions on the other two sides, and there will not even be a chance to retreat to the top of the hill.
If Major Scar hadn't gone all out and fired 6 crimson flares to notify the fire support company on the other side of the trench.
The fat man of the fire support company, with tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth, ordered his last four mortars to shoot at the "Guling" and fired the last 30 shells in one go, blasting the Japanese and Chinese soldiers who had rushed into the position into the night sky.
The fireworks in the "Guling" position will never show the last stubbornness of the Chinese soldiers.
The 30 rounds of artillery shells that hurt both sides buried at least more than 100 Japanese troops and more than 20 Chinese soldiers. The Japanese troops retreated tens of meters, giving the Chinese soldiers on three sides a chance to finally retreat.
Finally, retreat to the top of the hill.
There was no so-called position there, only shell craters left by mountain artillery shells. There were no more than ten people re-building positions in the shell craters.
The ten people were all empty of bullets before they went to the battlefield. They had no rifles or submachine guns. The only thing they had was the 38-meter rifle they picked up from the battlefield.
Sporadic exchanges of fire killed and wounded ten soldiers who were already wounded, leaving only two people left.
"What's your name?" Major Scar asked himself, the last soldier, half lying in the shell crater with one of his arms gone. He was a little exhausted.
"Reporting to the battalion commander, my name is Dahe, Cheng Dahe!" The young soldier looked at the battalion commander, a major who was already weak in breath, and pursed his lips and said.
"Becoming a big river, what a great name! Your father is a man with ideals." Major Scar grinned and asked, "Big River, we are going to die, are you afraid?"
"Afraid!" The young soldier thought carefully and answered honestly.
"Haha, that's good! No one is afraid of death." Major Scar suddenly laughed loudly. "I am also very scared! Especially when I know that I am going to die soon."
"Go and drag over those brothers who are still breathing." Major Scar ordered.
Cheng Dahe nodded, he knew what the commander wanted to do.
Major Scar wants to take the last grenade he has.
Not to die under the bayonet of the Japanese army, this should be the commander's last wish.
Somewhat sadly, he threw away the rifle that had no bullets in his hand. The young soldier groped in the dark and dragged the last three seriously wounded people who were still breathing slightly from the other two craters.
Looking at the officer with only one arm, he reluctantly stroked the young face of his comrade who was barely breathing, and murmured to himself: "Brothers, I'm sorry, I can't save you. In order to prevent you from being tortured by the Japanese, I can only bring you with me."
You all go on the road together, don’t blame me!"
The young soldier couldn't bear to look, lowered his head and turned slightly sideways.
Sound!
However, he suffered a heavy blow to the back of his head and turned his head in disbelief. The last thing left in the soldier's field of vision was Major Scar retracting his only hand.
In the darkness, he couldn't see his commander's eyes clearly, and he didn't have time to think about why he did what he did. Severe dizziness hit him, and the soldier who had fought hard fell to the ground without a word.
Three minutes after the gunfire stopped.
The Japanese troops finally surrounded us.
A major sitting in the shell crater, holding three wounded soldiers who were almost motionless, stared at the surrounding Japanese troops.
"Kill him!" the Japanese commander gritted his teeth.
Obviously, the Japanese soldiers who also killed the red-eyes did not intend to capture them alive.
The only way to respond to death is death.
A group of Japanese soldiers had just raised their guns.
Blue smoke rose from the major's arms.
He did not shout slogans or curse. The Chinese soldier who had lost his arm just sat quietly hugging his soldier.
His soldiers have completed their mission, and now he, the commander, is also fulfilling his promise to them: "I will always be with you!"
Although there were many delays, this promise was fulfilled.
All Japanese troops retreated.
He looked solemnly at the Chinese officer with his eyes closed.
There was a sound of "Boom!" and blood rain splashed.
There was no smile of victory on the faces of the Japanese infantry. They occupied the position but failed to defeat the army.
Many people lowered their heads slightly to show respect for the fighting method chosen by the last Chinese soldier on the ground.
He used his own flesh and blood to shoot towards his enemy!
