This winding line of defense was like an iron wall, completely blocking the hundred or ten enemies in front of the position, making them unable to advance or retreat.
Looking at the Japanese suicide squad who were unable to move forward in front of the battlefield, Lu Fanngle said: "Captain, the fire of the little Japanese is probably almost gone."
"Their anger has gone away, but my anger has not yet gone away!" Ding Wei snorted coldly.
"?" Lu Fang asked doubtfully: "Captain, what do you mean?"
"Of course it's for the Japs. If the Japs use cannons to blow us up, we have to reciprocate and give the Japs some gifts," Ding Wei said.
After a pause, Ding Wei said again: "Go and ask that boy Wang Chengzhu to come see me."
Lu Fang vaguely guessed something, and immediately stood up and said: "Yes!"
Not long after the second battalion commander left, battle reports from the left and right wings also came.
The positions on both wings went very smoothly. Even though they were subjected to fierce artillery fire, the enemy still did not break through the defense line.
The 28th Regiment as a whole is still very strong.
Not long after, Wang Chengzhu ran in with excitement on his face.
"Captain, what orders do you want to give?"
Shooting cannons and blowing up Japanese soldiers was a lot of fun before. As an artilleryman, the most satisfying thing is to watch the enemy being blown up into the sky by the cannon in your hand.
"Zhuzi, you've seen how the little devil blew us up, are you angry?" Ding Wei said pretending to be angry.
"I saw it!" Zhu Zhu nodded honestly and said angrily: "Of course I'm angry, damn, our artillery battalion is still here, how can the little devil be so arrogant!
You really think that the artillery battalion of our 28th Regiment is just a living wage, how dare you be so arrogant."
"Good boy, I order you right now to take your artillery battalion and give me a good beating on the Japanese." Ding Wei said sternly.
"I don't care what you do. In short, teach the enemy on the other side a lesson. Kill the artillery in the Japanese position and make all their artillery misfire in the next battle. Can you do it?"
"Report to the captain, promise to complete the task!" Wang Chengzhu stood up to accept the order and responded loudly.
Isn't it just shooting cannons and blowing up Japanese soldiers? This is my strength.
Ding Wei looked at Wang Chengzhu up and down and said with a smile, "Zhuzhu, why do I think you are well prepared?"
Wang Chengzhu scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Hey, when the Japs opened fire, I ordered the artillery battalion to determine the location of the Japs' artillery.
They kept firing, and they happened to follow the opportunity of our artillery battalion."
"Not bad, Zhu Zhu, you have learned to prepare for battle in advance." Ding Wei nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me what the measurement results are like."
I have to say that Wang Chengzhu's ability is indeed good and he has made great progress.
Wang Chengzhu smiled and said: "I guess the little devil is too angry. The position of the infantry artillery is fixed, and there is no change after several shots.
The mortars are similar. The little devils use rapid fire, and the position of the artillery has not changed much."
"Okay!" Ding Wei nodded and said, "In that case, I'll see if you have the confidence to take down the Japanese artillery positions!"
"Report to the leader and promise to complete the mission!" Wang Chengzhu stood up and said.
"Don't just rely on your words. I, Ding Wei, don't do this. If you can do it well, I will treat you to canned meat and drink good sweet potatoes!" Ding Wei said.
"Yes, leader!" Wang Chengzhu said excitedly.
As soon as Wang Chengzhu mentioned the sweet potato roast, he started to drool at the corner of his mouth.
Although Zhu Zhu himself knew that Sweet Potato Shao was not a good wine, there was also a better wine than Sweet Potato Shao in the group.
But he just took this bite. He liked the spicy and heart-burning feeling of burning sweet potatoes, just like the feeling of controlling the artillery and beating up the Japanese.
"Captain, is this at the entrance of the village, or are the three positions together?" Wang Chengzhu asked.
Ding Wei thought for a moment and said: "Don't worry about the left and right wings. Your artillery support is not needed over there for the time being. Let me blast the Japanese on the opposite side at the entrance of the village.
There is a 150mm howitzer on the opposite side. This is a treasure. Maybe after the battle, we can capture a tank for fun."
Wang Chengzhu nodded to express his understanding.
Since we are trying our best to clean up the Japs in one position, the pressure on the artillery battalion will be greatly reduced, and our hands and feet will be free to clean up the Japs in front of the position.
"As I said before, only mortars will be used. Heavy artillery will not be used for the time being. I don't care how many shells you use. You guys have opened up your weapons for me!" Ding Wei said sternly.
"In short, it's just a sentence, give the little devil a good way to get rid of the anger!"
"Yes!" Wang Chengzhu was filled with joy.
The most exciting thing about being an artilleryman is that the shells can be opened and fired without having to worry about consumption.
Comparing it with Ding Wei's generosity, Wang Chengzhu couldn't help but think of his time in Xinyi Tuan.
It was so miserable back then, let alone being able to fire cannonballs at will.
Commander Li is considered generous if he can fire 10 shells in a battle.
If a shell is accidentally discharged, let alone if it is not replenished in time after the battle.
Once Commander Li remembered this incident, he had to curse a few words to relieve his anger.
The key is that Wang Chengzhu went to fire the cannon because Commander Li told him to fire the cannon. In the end, he was inevitably scolded by Li Yunlong.
Wang Chengzhu took the order and left, starting preparations for bombing the Japanese positions.
Eighty meters away from the position at the entrance of the village, all the puppet troops had been killed suddenly, while the Dongye Death Squadron was unable to move another half step under the intensive firepower.
He could only lie on the ground and fight back, waiting for an opportunity to charge again.
The pig attack tactic is not afraid of strong firepower, but it is afraid that the pig will attack halfway and be stopped halfway.
Because this is a tactic that relies on a small amount of morale. The morale is almost leaked halfway, so how can we continue?
Although Higashinojima had the intention to charge, the firepower on the other side was really fierce, and he had no ability to change the situation.
Now the initial morale of this group of so-called pig warriors is gradually dissipating, looking at the broken limbs of their companions around them.
These Zhutu warriors gradually came back to their senses, and a sense of fear began to arise in their hearts.
No matter how much bushido spirit they have, they are just a group of ordinary people, even though they have been brainwashed before the war.
But they didn't even have a chance to see the enemy, and they had no way to vent their inner impulse.
This is what it means to make great efforts, then weaken again, and finally become exhausted three times.
Just when Higashinojima was at a loss, the infantry squadron sent by Tamaki Rei had successfully merged with the Higashino Death Squadron.
Upon seeing this, Higashinojima knew that his opportunity had come.
There are still more than 300 people left in his Higashino Death Squadron, and together with this squadron of imperial troops, there are nearly 600 troops.
If we don't launch another wave of attacks now, it will be unjustifiable.
But Higashinoshima was obviously happy too early.
Just when they were about to stand up and attack the 28th Regiment's position.
Wang Chengzhu had already arranged for the artillery battalion to measure and shoot Zhuyuan. After Ding Wei gave the exact order to fire, he decisively issued the order to fire.
The First and Second Artillery Batteries opened fire and bombed the Japanese artillery positions in the distance, while the Third Artillery Batteries began to bombard the Japanese soldiers in front of the positions.
Dozens of mortars fired at the same time, and a series of "dong-dong-dong" sounds were heard one after another.
The artillery shells immediately came out of the barrel, carrying a harsh scream, and hit the Japanese positions fiercely.
Seeing the dense black dots flying from a distance, Yumuling's expression suddenly changed, and then he heard several piercing screams coming from his ears.
"Mortar!" Yumuling's expression suddenly changed.
Not long after, the artillery shells trailing flames in mid-air, like a heavy rain, hit our own position hard.
Watching the mortar shells passing over her head and heading in different directions towards the main position, Tamaki Ling quickly noticed something was wrong.
This is not to blow up oneself, but to target one's own artillery positions.
"Move, quickly order the artillery to move!" Tamaki Ling shouted at the top of her lungs.
But by this time it was too late.
"Boom!"
The artillery shells hit the area around the artillery in the Tamaki Regiment's position.
Thanks to the desperate bombing of the Tamaki Regiment and the fact that they did not move the position of their own artillery, the 28th Regiment Artillery Battalion easily locked the position of their artillery.
For this level of bombing, there is no need to prepare the bombing target at all. The bombing only needs to be centered on the previously marked Zhuyuan, which can save a lot of things.
The Japanese artillery position suddenly burst into flames.
Along with a rumbling explosion, dozens of firelights bloomed from the ground one after another, and smoke rose from the ground.
"call out!"
A mortar fired a scream and flew towards a Type 92 infantry gun.
In the bombing just now, the revolver of this Type 92 infantry gun was blown to pieces by the shock wave of the mortar explosion and fell to the ground.
However, there is no problem with the gun body as a whole. As long as the tires can be repaired, the infantry gun can continue to be used.
At this moment, several Japanese artillerymen were sticking their butts out, trying desperately to move the Type 92 infantry gun to a safe place.
But the right wheel of the Type 92 infantry gun was stuck deep in the mud. No matter how hard the Japanese artillerymen tried, the gun kept spinning in circles.
Hearing the scream in his ears, the Japanese artilleryman who was pushing the cannon turned around and his expression suddenly changed.
next moment.
The mortar shell hit the gun body of the Type 92 infantry gun hard.
Following a deafening explosion, a ball of blazing flames instantly swallowed it whole, and thick smoke suddenly enveloped the ground for more than ten meters nearby.
The shock wave generated by the explosion instantly knocked over the Japanese artillerymen.
The Japanese artillerymen didn't even have a chance to scream, they just disintegrated in the air, and their limbs and arms flew across the battlefield.
After the smoke dissipated, one could clearly see the body of the Type 92 infantry gun lying in the gun pit. The gun body was slightly deformed, and it had obviously been blown into scrap metal.
And this scene also happened everywhere in the Japanese artillery positions.
The arrival of the mortar was okay, because it was easy to move, so relatively speaking, there was not much loss.
But the Type 92 infantry gun and the Type 96 150mm howitzer are different.
These two types of artillery are heavy artillery. Once someone locks the position and fails to successfully move out of the danger zone, it will definitely be a disaster.
Although the mortar shells did not hit them correctly, they exploded around them, and the shock wave of the shell explosion directly shattered their tires.
This further resulted in the inability to move the artillery. It was impossible for these devils to move several tons of steel easily.
Looking at the artillery piece lying on the ground, the Japanese artilleryman's face was full of distress, but there was nothing he could do, and no one expected it.
The group of Tuba Road on the opposite side actually had a way to counter them, and their explosions were so precise, it was as if they had been measured with a ruler.
Artillery that has been blessed by the soul of artillery, its artillery ability has naturally increased exponentially. Taken individually, they are elite soldiers and generals. How can they be compared with these ordinary Japanese artillery.
After being bombed by two artillery batteries, the Japs' artillery completely misfired.
They are now like mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, unable to protect themselves. They only think about how to avoid losses, and are still in the mood to help their companions in the front line.
Even if no one comes to report the damage now, Tamaki Ling can clearly feel that the loss of her artillery this time will never be too small.
Tamaki Ling hid in the trench, listening to the rumbling explosions in her ears, and was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
The Chinese people on the opposite side definitely did it on purpose, just to deceive themselves and let themselves send troops to attack continuously, and then cannibalize their own regiment.
The artillery in the rear was being bombarded by mortars, and the situation of the Higashino Death Squadron, a squadron just dispatched from the front, was not much better either.
The continuous fire ahead had told Tamaki Ling that his two troops were suffering no less than the current baptism of artillery fire.
The imperial troops from the squadron he had just sent did not show any effect on the battlefield. They just went up to die in vain.
Tamaki Ling had the desire to eat people, but he couldn't figure out where the group of Tuba Road opposite found such ferocious artillery.
This level of artillery fire, let alone his regiment, even the three of their regiments put together, would be difficult to match.
Tamaki Ling was so angry that her veins popped out and her eyes widened in anger. He had suffered so much in this place one after another. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he would have fainted from anger.
Although there is only one artillery company to take care of the one hundred Japanese soldiers on the front line, this is enough.
After all, apart from howling with their eyes open, they did not carry any heavy firearms, and there was no place to hide nearby.
Rows and rows of mortars covered the sky and sun, and struck hard at the Japanese on the battlefield.
Because there were two artillery batteries to contain the enemy's artillery fire, Wang Chengzhu did not have to worry that this artillery battery would be counterattacked by the Japanese.
"Boom~"
Continuous explosions continued to explode among the crowd of Japs, and countless flames engulfed them in an instant.
Before they could react, the shock wave of the shell explosion knocked them over. The shell fragments wreaked havoc on the battlefield, knocking down many Japanese soldiers again.
Within a dozen meters of the explosion, the little devils fell to the ground in groups, with broken limbs flying everywhere.
The strong smell of blood suddenly appeared in this battlefield.
The battlefield turned into a purgatory on earth in an instant, with almost no intact corpses visible on the ground.
"Hahaha, blow it up for me, blow it up hard, you damn little Japs!" Wang Chengzhu jumped excitedly as he watched the Japs being bombed miserably.
Zhu Zhu also had a deep understanding of what the regiment leader often said, "if you are poor, you need tactics to intersperse, and if you are rich, you are covering firepower".