"The time has come for the Imperial warriors of the 62nd Infantry Regiment to pledge their loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor."
Standing in front of three infantry squadrons with white cloths wrapped across their chests, Yokoyama Sawa stood solemnly at attention with a sinister face, and his back faced the east, which is the direction of the island country's imperial palace.
Get down on your knees!
Nearly 600 Japanese infantrymen with stiff expressions followed their army's left wing, all facing the direction of the palace, and kneeling on the ground!
Before the war, the ceremony of bidding farewell to His Majesty the Emperor was used in the history of the Japanese army when Nogi Nogi organized 6,000 death squads during the Russo-Japanese War.
But now, it is used by Hengshan Ze on a small unknown highland.
"May the empire be prosperous in military affairs!" After bowing in the direction of the imperial palace, the Japanese army chief Zuo stood up slowly, glanced at the 600 infantrymen in front of him, and suddenly drew out his command sword and roared angrily.
"The empire may have a prosperous military fortune!" The Japanese infantrymen, stimulated by their captains of the Great Left Alliance, could not help but raise their rifles high.
"Yo Xi! Gentlemen, please set off! I leave the battlefield to you! This battle will be defeated!" Hengshanze nodded fiercely.
The Japanese troops lined up, marching out of the valley with heavy military boots that made people tremble. The hill 800 meters ahead was their target for 600 people.
This time, with the exception of a baggage squadron and an engineering squadron serving as their reserve team, Yokoyama Sawa almost put all the regular infantry in his hands into the battlefield at once, led by Shaozuo Iitataka, the senior staff officer of the wing headquarters.
"In the morning light, I saw rows of warriors in military uniforms running towards the enemy's formation in the morning glow. Hengshanze Da Zuo held his saber horizontally and bowed his head to send his warriors off to the battlefield!
The imperial warriors with their heads high and their chests high, and the commander of the Left with firm eyes formed a magnificent picture in the glow, which will stay in my memory forever!
Our clan, with such a group of warriors, why can't we achieve a prosperous military fortune as they shout?"
This is what the "Asahi Shimbun" military reporter who was sent to the 62nd Infantry Regiment by Nagano Kameichiro overnight wrote this morning.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that before dawn, due to the night attack by Chinese soldiers, dozens of corpses were covered with white cloth and temporarily parked in the mountains and forests. The miserable howls of dozens of seriously injured soldiers made the night birds afraid to return to their nests!
He even seemed to have forgotten that on the hill in front of him, which was no more than 200 meters high, he had fought day and night, and the Japanese army left soldier with a sinister look on his face had lost more than 300 soldiers. Not counting today, just in this battle
The loss ratio has set a new record on the Sino-Japanese battlefield.
Battle damage ratio, 1 to 80!
However, no one will admit it, neither the Japanese nor the Chinese Military and Administrative Ministry.
For the former, even if you were beaten to death, you would not recognize it; for the latter, even if you were beaten to death, you would not believe it!
In fact, even Tang Dao was shocked when he received the battle results reported by Li Jiujin in the early morning, but considering that it included the BUFF bonus of the mountain artillery company, it was still acceptable.
In particular, Tu Yunsheng, the squad leader of the 4th squadron, made a decisive night attack and lured the Japanese troops into the minefield before using mortar bombardment. This tactic showed a certain talent of a general.
"Instruct the whole regiment to record the collective first-class military merits of the 3rd Battalion, 7th Company, 1st Platoon and 4th Class. In addition, we call on the entire regiment's officers and soldiers to learn from them!" Tang Dao also signed the second letter after the start of the Niangziguan Battle in this morning light.
Order of Commendation.
The first commendation order was naturally issued to the two scouts of the reconnaissance company Shen Laoliu. Shen Laoliu led a group of indigenous villagers with two people to completely wipe out a reinforced Japanese infantry squadron, creating a miracle in the history of war.
, won a special personal meritorious service once!
Fortunately, Shen Laoliu survived. In order to prevent him from getting infected, the reconnaissance company went to the medical company to apply for three bottles of 'penicillin', which was more expensive than gold, to be sent to him. Under Tang Dao's instructions, he used the spare guns he carried
, selected 30 box guns, 10 flower machine submachine guns, 10,000 rounds of bullets, 500 grenades and 100 taels of gold and sent them to him.
And all the Japanese firearms and ammunition captured by the Japanese army were completely annihilated, and the Four Lines Regiment did not want them, leaving them to their own disposal.
That almost means that as long as there are enough personnel, Yeyue Village can form a light infantry battalion on its own. It just lacks heavy weapons. With the help of its geographical advantage, a Japanese infantry squadron will be able to fight.
"Squad Leader Tu, brothers of Class 4, congratulations!" Zhou Dapeng, the squad leader of the security squad, was filled with envy as he held the commendation order that the company's communications corpsman breathlessly sent over.
If the soldiers of Squad 4 were not afraid of alarming the Japanese troops, they might not be able to help but raise their arms and shout.
"Brother Peng, although your military exploits are good, you have to worry about earning your life rather than losing it!" Tu Yunsheng held a four-power telescope specially applied for by Zhou Dapeng from the company headquarters, but his face was filled with a wry smile.
"What?" Zhou Dapeng was stunned and took the telescope handed over by Tu Yunsheng.
Then, he stood still on the spot.
In the field of view of the telescope, you can see the yellow figures of the Japanese soldiers in the mountains and fields, group after group, line after line.
"The Japanese are crazy! I heard at the main position that only one or two infantry squadrons were charged. How could they engage in such a big battle in our small place?" Zhou Dapeng could only cover it up with curses.
My own shock.
"No, we have to ask the company headquarters for help and send at least two more squads, no, three squads!" Zhou Dapeng reacted quickly after scolding the Japanese and was about to call the signal corps.
"It's useless, Brother Peng! Believe it or not, today not only our place, but also the Japanese army in other areas will definitely invest heavy troops. The company commander only has two squads in his hands now, and they can't just patronize our area." Although Tu Yunsheng is a very nice person.
Young, but very independent, he shook his head slightly.
"Besides, before the Japanese attack, they will definitely cover our position with artillery fire. There are only two anti-gun holes in total. It is difficult to cover 30 of us. If other brothers come, where can we hide?"
"What should we do? There are so many little devils." Zhou Dapeng's face was full of bitterness.
What he just saw was no less than 300 Japanese troops, and there might be more to come. Not to mention how powerful the Japanese troops were, this number alone made even him, a veteran of countless battlefields, feel frightened.
"We'll fight first, or we'll have to fight with him for nothing!" Tu Yunsheng said with a murderous look on his face. "If the Japanese army's offensive is tough, then we will move the Japanese army closer to fight, and concentrate all the submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles on the first line.
trenches, and then the brothers in the second-line trenches will drop bombs to suppress them! If the Japanese army can still rush into the trenches, they can only fight hand-to-hand with bayonets, leaving the signal troops to send signal flares and ask the company headquarters to find a mountain artillery battery to cover the hilltop position with artillery fire."
"Okay! I'll listen to you." Zhou Dapeng's eyes were twitching wildly, but he could only grit his teeth and agree.
He now finally understood why before entering the battlefield, company commander Li Jijin specifically told him that after arriving at Highland 1, Tu Yunsheng, squad leader of 4th Squadron, would be the first commander.
He was above Tu Yunsheng in both rank and seniority, but his ruthlessness was really not as good as that of the infantry squad leader, who was half a year younger than him.
If this guy survives the war, his promotion to sergeant is a sure thing, and he may even have a chance to become a second lieutenant and platoon leader.
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The Japanese artillery fire covering the high ground was much more terrifying than yesterday. It was 16 mountain guns plus 2 infantry guns and 2 mortars!
Of course, not only Highland 1, but also all positions of the 7th Company were a sea of fire.
The range of the 12 75mm mountain guns of a Japanese artillery brigade that moved 1,800 meters forward to the southwest just reached this area.
However, these were all within Li Jiujin's expectations. When the 7th Company built the highland artillery defense holes, they specifically studied the possible areas for Japanese artillery and built the artillery defense holes in areas that could avoid the Japanese artillery fire.
The anti-gun holes made of sandbags and logs as the main materials may not be able to protect against 105 howitzers, but they can still protect against 75MM mountain artillery. Therefore, during the Japanese army's 20-minute artillery fire preparation, the casualties were not large.
But this time the Japanese army actually used infantry and artillery coordination. On the high ground belonging to the entire seventh company, more than 1,000 Japanese troops braved the shells dropped from time to time on the hillside to attack upwards.
Especially on Highland 1, the Japanese army actually deployed 4 waves, with a total of 300 infantry, densely packed like a swarm of locusts hiding in the smoke and attacking upward.
Amidst the piercing whistles, the soldiers who were hiding from the artillery fire on the high ground of the Seventh Company rushed into the trenches at the risk of being hit by the artillery shells. The 60-man force groups in each platoon also began to fire artillery support at the risk of being shattered to pieces.
Because, in order to make it easier to retrieve the shells, the shell boxes were piled less than 15 meters away from the artillery team. Once detonated, no one could survive within a radius of 30 meters.
The three 80mm howitzers belonging to the third battalion also raised their muzzles and began to provide fire support to three important highlands of the 7th company.
For a moment, Chinese mortars exploded on the hillside, and Japanese mountain artillery bombarded the mountaintop area. In the forbidden area where no one should have appeared, the dark blue and khaki figures of Chinese and Japanese soldiers loomed in the smoke.
In front of Highland 1, when 30 soldiers rush into their respective trenches, they can see that the nearest Japanese army is no more than a hundred meters away. It only takes 20 seconds at most for the fully armed Japanese army to rush into the position.
The soldiers could even clearly see the fierce gazes under the Japanese helmets.
Although the Japanese artillery slowed down its rate of fire, there were still a lot of shells falling on the position. Although the soldiers tried their best to hide their bodies in the trenches, there were still unfortunate soldiers who were killed because the shells fell too close.
Hit by shrapnel or blown away by shock waves.
The MG34 machine gun firepower group is located in a machine gun bunker built with great effort on the highlands. It is the most powerful firepower on the entire highland and must not be lost easily.
But this also means that the machine gun has a lot of blind spots. Although the MG34 machine gun has begun to roar, the Japanese army quickly found an area to avoid the machine gun fire after paying more than a dozen casualties, and still surged forward in large numbers.
The Japanese light machine gunner lying 200 meters away also seemed to be desperate for his life. He set up his light machine gun and fired at the position. Unexpectedly, he did not just fire a bunch of bullets and then change places.
Even if three consecutive machine gun shooters were beaten to pieces by the MG34 heavy machine guns on the position, the remaining light machine guns were still roaring, causing a cloud of dust to rise on the already smoke-filled position.
Embarrassed by the gunfire on the position, the Japanese infantry took the opportunity to rush forward for more than 20 meters.
The roar of "Onboard!" almost drowned out the blazing sound of gunfire.
Obviously, the Japanese army was stimulated to death by their crazy commander.
However, it is not just that they are not afraid of death.
The soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment can also risk their lives.
Tu Yunsheng's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Damn it, shoot me and fuck him like a bastard."
After saying that, he put the MP28 submachine gun that had been hanging around his neck on the trench, pressed the butt of the gun firmly on his shoulder, tried his best to stabilize the muzzle of the gun that was about to jump due to continuous firing, and pulled the trigger crazily.
shooting.
Even if a cannonball exploded more than 20 meters behind him, and his body trembled violently as mud and rocks rained down from the sky, it could not stop him from pulling the trigger.
Blood seeped out from his back through the military uniform.
A soldier who was only three or four meters away from him turned his head and saw the blood on Tu Yunsheng's back. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Squad leader, you are injured." He dropped his gun, took the first aid kit and walked towards Tu Yunsheng.
Rush over.
"Get out of here, I'm counting all the people who beat you! You idiot, you've only killed three of them so far, and you can't even feed the guests, so how can you treat them to a meal?" said the mad sergeant squad leader.
With one kick, he knocked over the superior soldier who was running towards him. He stared at the battlefield without looking back and roared angrily.
"Squad leader!" The soldier looked at the blood flowing more and more behind Tu Yunsheng, and the black ash on his face was washed away by two traces of tears.
"What are you leaking cat urine? Get out of here. Get out of here." Tu Yunsheng's eyes were as wide as ever.
The soldier shed tears, rushed back to his fighting position, pulled the trigger, fired, and fired desperately. The fear he had experienced under the gunfire seemed to be completely forgotten at that moment.
This is the battlefield. If you don’t fight hard, you will die. If you just bleed, then it’s nothing!
The Japanese troops advanced under artillery fire.
Four lines of soldiers, firing under artillery fire.
Whether on or outside the position, soldiers continued to fall, some were shot down by guns, and some were swept down by the air waves of artillery fire.
This kind of tragedy, which was even beyond Li Jijin's expectation, lasted for nearly ten minutes.
The two armies, already considered to be the strongest-willed troops on the battlefield in Eastern Jin Dynasty, are competing to see who can be the first to be unable to withstand the casualties. Those who cannot bear it will have no choice but to retreat.
What kind of firepower and artillery fire are no longer the most important, what matters is the will.
When your comrades fall bleeding in front of you, you can still pick up your gun and shoot at your enemies until bullets or shell fragments fly from nowhere and send you on the path to follow your comrades. This kind of perseverance
A rock-like will cannot be trained through training, only the battlefield can give it.
The Japanese people had been so stimulated by the bow of their heads and the respectful greetings of their former captain of the Great Left Wing that they forgot their fear of death!
Become a completely brainwashed tool!
The Chinese, however, are an iron army truly forged in the fierce flames of war.
It’s not that I’m not afraid of death, but that if the country is destroyed and the mountains and rivers are around me, and my friends die by my side, I am willing to accompany them!
Come on! Damn it, I'm not afraid of you!
"I don't want the number of casualties, what I want is the number of people who can still fight!" Li Jijin's words to the three infantry platoon leaders on the phone were as cold as an iceberg.
But only the signal soldiers at the company headquarters know what the real Company Commander Li looks like.
Li Jijin's eyes were red as he put down the phone, and he fought back the tears in his eyes to prevent them from falling. However, he only requested artillery support from the battalion headquarters once and then gritted his teeth and said nothing.
The Black Star pistol had already been inserted into the gun bag. If he hadn't been sitting in command and the last two infantry squads hadn't been dispersed, he might have rushed to the front line.
Under the violent attack of more than a thousand Japanese troops regardless of the cost, in just 10 minutes, the three infantry platoons under his command lost nearly 60 people. One second lieutenant platoon leader was seriously injured, two sergeant squad leaders, and five deputy squad leaders died!
The losses in ten minutes of fighting actually exceeded the total of yesterday's day!
The stretcher bearers of the medical company specially transferred to support the third battalion became the busiest group of people on the battlefield besides the combat soldiers.
Their mission is to carry down the fallen officers and soldiers on the position, whether they are sacrificed or injured, in the shortest possible time.
The Japanese artillery fire only killed and wounded soldiers. Entering the position meant casualties. No fewer than 10 stretcher bearers wearing red cross cuffs were thrown away by the artillery fire in the trenches.
But Da Ya, who was the captain of the flank medical rescue team this time, just wiped away her tears and continued to order the stretcher team behind the position to go to the position.
'Guaiguai', who was already dripping with blood and even a piece of flesh was still hanging on the fat pig leg, was treated in the same way!
No matter how popular it is, at this moment of war, the wild boar that has become a member of the military is also a warrior.
In this national war that is so long that no one can see the end, no one can be sacrificed.
No matter humans, animals, or once magnificent mountains and rivers!
In the past 5,000 years, China could fail and sacrifice everything, but it could not be conquered!
'Guaiguai' has now completely returned to its true self as a wild boar, covered in dust as if it had just crawled out of a mud pond and dried in the sun. It grinned and howled to relieve the pain. It was hanging on a stretcher truck, and the stretcher soldiers carried the wounded people on it.
Once it was released, several straps with hooks were used to secure the injured person. This guy was lame on one leg, so he used three legs to drag him up and run away.
Not to mention that animals have much stronger instincts for avoiding danger than humans. They entered the position four times in a row and dragged away four bodies and injured people. They were unscathed and their physical strength was not compromised. One pig could stand up to two or three people. It was definitely
The stretcher bearer who rescues the most wounded by a single soldier on the battlefield.
No wonder Da Ya, who was covered in blood and didn't know if it was her own blood or the blood of the wounded, also entered the battlefield in person and deliberately threw a few toffee she had saved as a reward for it.
"Huh! Huh!" Guaiguai put the rewarded toffee in his mouth next to a young soldier he brought back.
The biological instinct makes it feel that its human friends should need this delicious food more.
"Guaiguai" imitated his boss's behavior and licked the young soldier's pale face with his tongue, trying to wake him up.
However, it didn't know that when it dragged the young soldier down the mountain, the shrapnel that penetrated the young soldier's heart had already taken away the young life.
Warmth cannot stop the cold from coming!
Seeing this scene, a female nurse from Pingbeicheng couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears!
It turns out that this is what the battlefield really looks like.
But the cruel battle will not stop because of sadness!
