A burst of cheers like a roaring tsunami suddenly sounded in the trenches, breaking the tranquility of the position south of the village.
Ding Wei, however, remained calm and turned a blind eye to the cheers around him, and continued to adjust the mortar firing angle.
"Boom!" followed by a muffled sound.
The mortar shell turned into a ball of fire and flew out of the gun, quickly heading towards a heavy machine gun position on the Japanese front.
The Japanese heavy machine gun was immediately blown into the air. Before the heavy machine gun could land, Ding Wei turned the muzzle again and fired at another Japanese heavy machine gun position.
In the blink of an eye, the Japanese heavy fire support was severely weakened.
"Bagayalu, when did the Chinese have such excellent artillery!" Dongdao Qingshan glared at the destroyed heavy machine gun position and roared.
In his opinion, Tubalu was just a group of rural farmers who lacked training and equipment. How could they have such excellent gunners?
Nishino Heiji looked at the burning armored vehicle, his face turned ashen.
Even the best gunners in the Imperial Army could not accurately hit a moving armored vehicle without a test fire.
"Bastard, charge, charge, kill all those damn Chinese people!" Dongdao Qingshan flew into a rage and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The armored vehicle was destroyed by two enemy cannons. He didn't know how to explain it to the division commander. At present, Dongdao Qingshan just wanted to capture Wangzhuang as soon as possible to weaken the impact of this incident.
The Japanese soldiers in the position seemed to be waking up from a dream, and hurriedly carried out weapons to fight back, trying to suppress the firepower of the position south of the village.
The more than two hundred Japanese soldiers remaining on the battlefield once again charged towards the south position of the village.
"What the hell are you doing standing still? Fire quickly!" Ding Wei shouted without turning his head when he saw the Japanese soldiers attacking again.
As Ding Wei spoke, he controlled the mortar, pouring firepower at all the heavy firepower of the Japanese.
Following a series of harsh whistling sounds.
The next second.
Several Japanese machine gun positions were blown to pieces, and the grenadier who was aiming at them howled and was blown into the air.
"Yes!" The soldiers in the trenches shouted in response, and soon they each held their weapons and once again launched a fierce offensive against the Japanese soldiers in front.
Under Ding Wei's precise bombing, the Japanese had lost six heavy machine gun positions in a row, and the grenade launchers scattered around the battlefield had also stopped moving.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japanese soldiers hurriedly withdrew their heavy machine gun positions.
Without heavy firepower to suppress the Japanese soldiers, the machine gun positions in the trenches south of the village no longer have any worries.
The seven or eight light machine guns in the position fired at the Japanese soldiers rushing forward. The little Japanese soldiers suddenly fell to the ground in rows.
The light machine guns in the Japanese position fought back hard, trying to cover the charging Japanese soldiers.
Although there were many of them, they were completely meaningless in front of the soldiers of the 28th Regiment who had built a strong position.
The bullets hit the sandbags one after another, causing dust to fly on the ground in front of the trench, but did not harm the soldiers in the trench at all.
Using strong trenches as cover, Ding Wei controlled the mortars, firing one shot at another location. Whenever the sound of cannons sounded, a Japanese machine gun position and grenade position would be destroyed.
With just one mortar, Ding Wei blew up the Japanese position to pieces.
Without fire support, the Japanese charge formation was like a piece of loose sand.
Lu Yingxiong hugged the shell box and followed closely behind Ding Wei. Looking at Ding Wei, who was like the reincarnation of the artillery god, he was immediately in awe.
It could be said that this was the first time he had seen a regimental leader who could shoot so accurately.
From the beginning until now, Ding Wei has never missed a shot. He basically extends his thumb to aim at the target location and can quickly adjust the accurate shooting angle.
The Japanese heavy machine gun squadron responsible for fire cover saw that the situation was getting worse and worse, and immediately began to prepare to build a heavy machine gun position to cover the infantry charge.
However, while the little devils were hurriedly building machine gun positions, little did they know that Ding Wei had already noticed them.
Before the kid could set up the heavy machine gun position, the mortar in Ding Wei's hand opened fire again.
With just one shot, a Type 92 heavy machine gun was blown into a pile of scrap metal.
The Japanese charge team came to a standstill again. They were blocked a hundred meters outside the position south of the village and could no longer move forward even half a step.
Although it was only a short distance of one hundred meters, to the Japanese charging team, it was like a ravine that could never be crossed.
On the Japanese army's position.
"Fight back, fight back quickly, these idiots, why don't they fight back!"
Seeing that one of his heavy machine guns was blown up one after another, and the charge team stopped moving forward, Higashishima Aoyama jumped up in anger.
Immediately, he turned around and looked at the lieutenant behind him, bared his teeth and said: "Asshole, where are our grenade launchers? Why don't these idiots open fire?"
"Reply to your Excellency, Captain!" The lieutenant paused hurriedly and replied cautiously: "Our last grenadier was killed just now..."
"Nani?"
The two old devils, Higashishima Aoyama and Nishino Heiji, opened their eyes wide at the same time and looked at the lieutenant in disbelief.
"What are you talking about? We don't have any grenade launchers anymore?" Higashikata Aoyama walked quickly towards the lieutenant and glared at him and asked accusingly.
Two brigades, with at least 30 grenade launchers, were actually killed by the opponent without a single one left.
This is a joke!
"Hai!" the lieutenant replied bravely, and quietly took a step back: "The sharpshooters on the opposite side alone killed at least more than 10 of our grenade launchers.
Moreover, there is another expert artilleryman on the opposite side, which may be difficult for the imperial army’s grenade operators..."
"Baga!" Dongdao Qingshan slapped the lieutenant and said angrily: "Order the artillery squadron to push up the infantry cannon, and kill the gunner on the opposite side no matter what!"
Dongdao Qingshan wanted to strangle Ding Wei, but just one mortar actually caused so much damage to them.
pity.
Dongdao Qingshan didn't know that the sharpshooter and gunner on the opposite side were all the same person.
Nishino Heiji hurriedly took a step forward, wanting to dissuade Higashishima Aoyama, but seeing his angry look, he was afraid that if he went up at this time, he would offend him, so he immediately chose to shut up.
It didn't take long.
The Japanese artillery squadron pushed up four Type 92 infantry guns, arranged them in a hidden location, and completed defense work.
The artillery observer immediately began to observe Ding Wei's position, but the mortar seemed to have disappeared, disappearing from the battlefield.
"Baga, Baga, Baga!"
Dongdao Qingshan roared in anger, drew out the command sword from his waist and started to chop in the air.
He only felt that he had punched cotton.
I wanted to hit the cannon and kill the sharp gunner on the opposite side in one fell swoop, but who knew he was hiding instead.
"Coward, this coward!" Dongdao Qingshan swung his knife vigorously, pointed at the position south of the village, and said sternly: "Blow me up hard, kill those Chinese rats!"