Compared with Tang Tuanzuo leading dozens of death squads to regain the high ground in one fell swoop, Mingxin's side was a little more difficult.
First, the Japanese troops on that hilltop were very cautious and did not hold any useless celebrations on the battlefield. This also laid the foundation for the Japanese troops to survive a lot of artillery fire;
Secondly, Mingxin is not Tang Dao after all, and he cannot lead 100 death squads to sneak into the area covered by artillery fire like Tang Dao. After the artillery fire stopped, the two infantry platoons launched an attack from 110 meters away and arrived at the position.
40 meters away, he was discovered by the Japanese troops on the ground.
The two sides immediately fell into a fierce battle. The huge geographical advantage and individual soldier quality advantage made it possible for the Japanese troops with no more than 60 troops on the position to occupy a complete victory.
At least more than 50 death squad officers and soldiers fell in front of the Japanese position. Even if the remaining 40 people invaded the position, they would probably be trapped in the tiger's mouth due to insufficient troops.
At this time, the artillery on both sides had died down, but the commanders of both sides did not watch their own officers and soldiers fight bloody battles on this small high ground.
With Tang Tuanzuo absent, Zhuang Shisan is the supreme commander. Although he has been doing logistics support work for a long time, the former security battalion commander has long since become a qualified battalion-level commander after experiencing countless tests of blood and fire.
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Zhuang Shisan immediately ordered two infantry platoons to reinforce Mingxin, and assembled 16 mortars to fire wildly at the hillside facing the Japanese army. This was to use artillery fire to block the Japanese reinforcements.
As everyone knows, the Japanese think the same way!
The ridge leading to the high ground was blasted into a sea of flames by Japanese mountain artillery and infantry artillery. The two infantry platoons that were advancing quickly could not go any further and could only watch anxiously as the sound of killing on the high ground 200 meters away was loud.
Similarly, the two infantry squads reinforced by the Japanese army could only lie down on the hillside and stare. Any brave person who tried to rush into the barrage would become a victim of the Chinese shells fired at any cost.
"What a bloody devil!" Zhuang Shisan clenched his fists and scolded the Japanese soldiers while looking with great concern at the top of the mountain that was obscured by the thick smoke and could not be seen clearly.
In the diffuse smoke, dark blue figures fall down from time to time
"Baga! Damn the Chinese!" A Japanese major officer located more than 400 meters away in front of the high ground also expressed his anger by slashing the small tree in front of him with a knife.
At least at this moment, the commanders of both China and Japan were in an unprecedented agreement. If the problem cannot be solved with bullets, then use words.
In a short period of time, neither side was able to send in reinforcements, so they could only watch the brutal fighting between China and Japan on this small highland, with only a hundred people in total.
The Japanese were not willing to lose the high ground they had spent more than 200 lives to capture, and the Chinese would never give up their positions that were also filled with the blood of an entire infantry company.
What's more important than this is that both parties want to live.
The consequences of losing the high ground are very clear to the soldiers at the bottom of both sides. There is only one way to die.
The murderous eyes of their respective commanders clearly sent a signal that their opponents must be killed in this battle.
This is not to prove who is the most fearless army on the planet, but that soldiers on both sides want to live.
The Chinese soldiers cannot retreat because the Yellow River is behind them. Without the barrier of Zhongtiao Mountain, the retreating troops have no choice but to jump into the Yellow River. Not to mention this season, even in the middle of summer, how many people can swim across that surging river?
The Japanese could not retreat. Hundreds of years of strict and strict hierarchies had engraved humility in the bones of these soldiers at the bottom.
Therefore, facing the charge of the crazy Chinese death squads who did not hesitate to use their bodies as human shields for their companions, the Japanese army in a defensive state had no choice but to fight to the death!
After less than 5 minutes of fighting between the two sides, about 60 people on the Chinese side fell, and 20 of the more than 60 Japanese soldiers remaining on the position also fell, leaving about 40 people on each side. The strength of the troops was roughly the same.
If things continue like this, there is a high probability that the death squad led by Ming Xin will pay heavy casualties but still be in vain.
As the Japanese reinforcements finally arrived, this high ground above the defense line would become a breakthrough for the Japanese army to break through the entire defense line.
Not only can the infantry attack the hills on the left and right through the ridge, but the heavy machine guns and infantry artillery mounted on the highlands will also pose a greater threat to the defensive positions on the hills.
Fortunately, there is a Ming Xin in this death squad whose force value is only inferior to that of Tang Dao!
Mingxin may not be an outstanding commander, but his individual strength is the most shining presence on the entire battlefield besides Tang Tuanzuo.
Especially when he waved the armor-piercing heavy sword behind his back, perhaps even Tang Tuanzuo had to avoid his attack for the time being!
Seeing that the death squads he led were at the end of their rope in terms of momentum and attack power, Mingxin, whose eyes turned red, made a shocking move.
He directly picked up a Japanese corpse that had been blown away by the artillery fire with one hand. He used the corpse as a shield in front of him and ran as fast as he could from an area 20 meters outside the position.
"Baga! Shoot him to death, shoot him to death!" A second lieutenant platoon leader on the Japanese army's position shouted wildly in fear.
Although the Chinese was still more than 10 meters away from the position, the soldier's intuition told the Japanese Army second lieutenant that if this Chinese man, who was carrying more than 100 kilograms of human shield and could move at high speed, was allowed to break into the position, it would definitely be a bloody storm.
In fact, the Japanese Army second lieutenant did not need to remind him that at least ten Japanese infantrymen aimed their guns at Mingxin who started the crazy charging mode.
The Japanese army's shooting skills are not unsatisfactory. Even if Ming Xin is extremely fast, at this distance, blood flowers bloom on the 'shield' Ming Xin carries. In less than 2 seconds, at least there are
Six bullets successfully hit.
The second lieutenant of the Japanese Army suddenly felt a lot more at ease. The 5mm Tomosaka bullet of the Type 38 rifle has extremely strong penetrating power. It can penetrate one person and cause damage to another from 200 meters away, let alone this distance.
Although Chinese people are very powerful, this kind of behavior is still seeking death.
But the next moment, the Japanese army second lieutenant's eyes suddenly opened wide.
An even more incredible scene occurred. A "shield" weighing hundreds of kilograms suddenly flew out and hit the Japanese soldiers on the position from five or six meters away. The Chinese who was supposed to be shot into a bunch of sugar-coated haws fell down.
The man was like a frightened four-legged snake, successfully dodging a string of bullets fired by a Type 96 machine gun that had just passed the muzzle.
Before I had time to panic about why the Chinese were shot with exaggerated strength, I saw the Chinese lying on the ground like a crocodile that found its prey. Using its hands and feet, it took only one second to cross a distance of five or six meters and turn over.
The trench was even faster than when he charged with the 'shield' before.
Soon, the Japanese Army second lieutenant knew why he mentally described it as a crocodile.
Because, it is really too fierce.
The first unlucky thing was the three Japanese infantrymen who were staying in the 3-meter-diameter crater formed by a 105 howitzer.
They were first hit by a shield falling from the sky, but fortunately they reacted quickly and escaped the tragedy of being hit by a hundred kilograms of human body.
But no one thought that being hit and fainting might be the best outcome!
Perhaps only the three Japanese soldiers in the crater know how cruel a Chinese who jumped into a bomb crater and brandished a heavy sword could be.
They reacted extremely quickly and swung their guns in an attempt to shoot him, but the small space and their previous avoidance made them slow down for a second. In just this short second, they were destined to be sent to hell.
The big sword swung out and hit three rifles!
Yes, it was either cutting or stabbing, it was just smashing.
The huge force made one of the Japanese soldiers who was holding the rifle tightly with both hands unable to help but loosen his grip, causing the rifle with the barrel to be bent and flew out of the crater. The other two Japanese soldiers who were still holding the guns were not much better.
He raised his head high and instinctively pulled the trigger. The bullets fired did not know where to fly.
Then, they lost the chance to pull the bolt again.
The big sword that smashed three rifles was slashed diagonally with the backhand. The not-so-sharp sword blade was powered by great strength and sliced through the ribs of the two Japanese soldiers who were still holding the guns like a hot knife cutting through butter.
Pass.
Time seems to stand still!
The two Japanese soldiers looked at their waist and abdomen in disbelief.
The blood suddenly appears!
Two huge wounds that could fit a pig's head suddenly appeared in front of the Japanese infantry.
A pile of coiled fat intestines and other unknown internal organs rushed out like a 100-meter race, and then dropped to the feet of the Japanese infantry.
The two Japanese soldiers screamed in horror to the Japanese soldiers next to them, dropped their guns and tried to bend down to pick up the many parts that once belonged to them.
Although it was only the first time that the two parties met, the parts that were still steaming and bleeding told his body with severe pain that they belonged to him.
But the severe pain and blood loss that followed made the two bent-over Japanese infantrymen destined to never be able to stuff so much hot and smelly stuff back into their abdominal cavities.
However, at the moment they fell, their hands were still firmly holding the bluish-white intestines mixed with blood.
It seems that it is their lifeblood.
Yes, their brains also made extremely correct judgments at the last moment of their lives, which were very logical.
That scene, no matter how tough a person is, is bound to feel numb when he sees it and cannot bear to watch it again.
The Japanese infantrymen who no longer had guns in their hands were also stunned by such a tragic scene, like a soulless sculpture staring at the instigator of all this.
There was prayer in his eyes.
Perhaps, he didn't want to become a companion.
But the giant sword was raised, and the sharp blade passed by the fragile neck of the Japanese infantry who had no dodge or precaution.
A head still wearing a steel helmet soared into the sky under the power of the sword edge and the blood pressure in the body, flying a full five or six meters away.
A pillar of blood shot at least two meters into the air, like a rose suddenly blooming on the battlefield.
The Japanese army second lieutenant’s heart felt like it fell into an ice cellar!
"Blow him up!" The Japanese army second lieutenant couldn't help but tremble, taking off a melon grenade from his chest and slamming it against his helmet, then throwing it into a bomb crater more than ten meters away.
The previous screams and the flying head had proved that all his men were killed.
Even if you are not dead yet, if you can drag this terrible enemy with you to death, it will be worth it.
The Japanese second lieutenant's reaction was fast enough, but still not faster than the 'crocodile' that had already opened its bloody mouth.
The dark blue figure had already turned over and left the crater while the grenade was still in the air, and continued to dodge Japanese rifle fire with short stature.
On the high ground, the Japanese troops howled miserably.
However, no one of the Japanese soldiers who were approached by this ferocious 'crocodile' could resist a move. They were all killed on sight, without even a chance to delay it for 2 seconds.
Whether it was shooting or the stabbing technique that the Japanese army was most proud of, in front of Mingxin who was moving crazily and waving his sword to deal damage, he was as helpless as a fragile skin with remaining health facing Dema who had used his ultimate move.
What's even worse is that Ming Xin is not the only Chinese. The 40 death squads who were suppressed in the bushes on the side of the highland were finally able to stride forward after losing enough firepower to suppress them.
After paying less than 10 casualties, 32 people rushed into the high ground.
The sound of submachine gunfire and shell gunfire completely suppressed the Japanese Type 38 rifle!
With the strength of both sides being almost equal, the Japanese army would definitely have the upper hand in a hand-to-hand fight, but if it was a single-shot rifle versus a submachine gun, they would definitely be beaten.
The suicide squad was equipped with 30 submachine guns and 30 shell guns, just waiting for this moment to rush into the position.
The Japanese soldiers on the position resisted for no more than 2 minutes. As the last few Japanese soldiers jumped off the high ground and ran madly towards their own positions, this tragic highland counterattack was finally over.
In this battle, Mingxin won the counterattack with 48 killed and 36 injured, with a casualty rate of 84%.
None of the 110 Japanese troops who attacked the high ground survived.
The few Japanese infantry who luckily escaped from the high ground had no chance to return to their positions. The Chinese officers and soldiers who had reoccupied the high ground had not killed them with precise marksmanship.
Instead, the Japanese Army Major who put down his binoculars numbly ordered through gritted teeth: "Cover the enemy positions with artillery fire, kill them!"
Three minutes later, shells fired by six 75mm mountain guns once again enveloped the high ground that had just changed hands.
The few Japanese soldiers who managed to escape did not escape too far because they had to avoid being chased by bullets from the high ground. However, the distance of 50 meters made it difficult for them to escape our own artillery fire.
At this point, the two highlands have been restored, and the battlefield has returned to its former glory.
But obviously, this is not the end.
The Japanese retaliatory artillery fire once again exploded in various highlands of Sizhou Mountain.
In an instant, smoke was everywhere.
But for the Chinese soldiers who had retreated from the high ground to the back of the mountain, their faces already covered with gunpowder smoke and dust, it was a rare time to rest and recuperate.
Eating a dry steamed bun and drinking two sips of ice-cold water is the greatest enjoyment for the recruits who are almost numb both mentally and physically.
Even though the dust from the explosion of the artillery shell was sprinkled on the steamed buns, and the so-called clear water had already floated a layer of floating soil, no one cared. At most, after eating a mouthful of ashes, they spit it out.
The huge roar of the shells was in sharp contrast to the soldiers sitting silently in the trenches without saying a word.
Under the thick shadow of death, morale was extremely low, even though they had just counterattacked and re-captured the two lost highlands.
No one knew how long the Japanese shelling would last, and no one knew that they would lose the ability to leave their positions at that moment.
Numbness is the most vivid portrayal on the Chinese side at this moment.
But who can blame them?
A few months ago, they were just farmers carrying hoes in the fields, and they didn't even know how to use rifles.
But now, we have come to such a cruel battlefield.
An infantry platoon of more than 50 people may only encounter one round of attacks before being reduced to an infantry squad.
Those people are not just those who have been with each other day and night for several months in the army, many of them grew up together naked, and they are even cousins, but even if they are close, the soldiers who are still alive can't do anything.
He could only watch helplessly as those who only had relatives and friends turned into cold corpses in front of his eyes.
Have they cried? From yesterday to today, the tears have long since dried up.
By this time, they couldn't even feel the sadness because their brains were completely numb.
Many people even obeyed the orders mechanically, went into position, fired, and fired at all the figures that could be seen below until they died or waited until the next round.
The Japanese army, whose attacks had been repeatedly frustrated, was obviously not much better.
This was perhaps the toughest obstacle the 105th Division had encountered since it entered China. Six infantry brigades of the entire brigade took turns to attack for two days, but found nothing except nearly 2,000 casualties.
Hiding in the trenches and staring blankly at the mountains shrouded in firelight and gunpowder smoke, the Japanese infantrymen looked mostly confused.
They don't know how long they can hold on to the opponent in front of them, but it is obvious that the longer they hold on, the higher the probability of them being killed or injured.
There are even many Japanese soldiers who quietly have a kind of expectation, looking forward to their commander's order to stop the attack!
But is that possible?
Especially for the ‘Steel Army’, which has been unstoppable since entering North China. Although their 105th Division is the reserve team of the ‘Steel Army’, it is not only steel but also iron!
They want to admit it, but that doesn't mean those senior officials who only use telescopes and command knives and occasionally yell a few words will.
Soldiers, in their eyes, are always just a series of numbers!
How much money is consumed by numbers is nothing compared to medals and military exploits! ()
