After discovering that the Chinese defenders had sprouted up again like weeds after the spring breeze, the Japanese infantry finally retreated after three consecutive attacks and suffered setbacks.
The battlefield fell into a brief silence.
Qian Dazhu could not get out of the firing line.
According to him, this is a position that his entire platoon of brothers defended at the risk of their lives. Why would he go back alone? Sitting alone in a bomb shelter in a daze? Let him stay on the position, at least it will make him feel that the brothers
They are all still there.
Liu Zhenshan had difficulty convincing him for a while. Seeing him leaning alone in the trench and smoking a cigarette, Liu Zhenshan did not want to use military orders to ask this lonely soldier to withdraw from the position.
There were at least 100 Japanese soldiers lying down in front of the position, which showed that the Japanese soldiers did not try their best during that period. No one knew how he could survive those five minutes alone, but he just managed to hold on.
Fortunately, after careful search and screening, the soldiers found two bodies among the corpses in the trenches that were still breathing weakly. They must have been stunned after being shot in the bunker. Their faces were as pale as paper. At first glance, they looked nothing like the dead.
Both.
But it can definitely be saved. One of them is the youngest correspondent in Qian Dazhu's infantry squad.
Hearing that there were still people alive in the platoon, Qian Dazhu, who was holding his neck and refused to leave, no longer insisted on his opinion. Taking advantage of the gap when the Japanese army did not attack again, he and several soldiers used stretchers to carry the two wounded who were still unconscious to evade the bullets.
Hole.
As for the corpses, the war situation was urgent, so we could only ignore them for the time being and pile them on one side of the trench until the battle was over.
Not only is it heartbreaking for the Chinese, but it is even more painful for the Japanese as the attacker.
Under the walls of Cangcheng and in the gaps, the Japanese army left more than 300 corpses alone, not counting the lightly and seriously wounded.
For the two Japanese majors with ashen faces 500 meters away, this was also an arduous battle they had never experienced before.
I'm afraid they themselves, as the instigators, did not expect that in a 40-minute attack, one and a half infantry brigade would suffer close to 40% battle damage.
If it continues at this rate, in another hour, the infantry brigade under their two men will be able to announce that it has been disbanded.
"Sakio-kun, how many troops have the Chinese accumulated there? Why can't they kill them all? What should we do?" A Japanese major asked his colleagues around him.
He finally understood how the two and a half infantry squadrons of the unlucky man next to him had been exhausted in a previous attack. It was not because of any faulty tactics or because the Imperial soldiers were not brave enough.
Rather, the Chinese are like damn weeds. They have been killed by the severe cold, but who knows that they will pop up again when the spring breeze comes.
"What can we do? Your Excellency, the detachment leader, has given an order. He doesn't need casualty figures, only results." Another thin Japanese major had a bitter look on his face. "So, even if we smash all the infantry under your command,
We must also fulfill the military orders of the detachment leader and request more artillery support from the detachment leader! In the next round, I will personally lead the rest of my troops in the Long Live Charge."
"Sakio-kun, you" the Japanese major was shocked.
The Banzai Charge is a charge that must not stop attacking unless the entire army is wiped out. The attack is strong and powerful, but it is also a double-edged sword. Once the opponent's momentum is not defeated, wait for the Japanese major and him
The last 200 infantrymen under his command are the entire army.
"The neighborhood has failed, and the first round of attacks here has also failed. Do I still have a choice?" Major Sakio's eyes were desperate and calm.
The Japanese Army Major was speechless.
As his colleague said, there is no choice. Repeat it again and again and again. The arrogant major general detachment leader can tolerate two failures, but will never allow a third time.
Rather than being thrown out of the command sword and ordered to perform a disembowelment to express his guilt to His Majesty the Emperor, it would be better to die heroically on the battlefield.
The two Japanese infantry captains have been cornered by the extremely strong Cangcheng.
Tang Dao, who was hiding on the position and looking into the distance with a sniper rifle, looked a little embarrassed at this time. Although he was not seriously injured, there were bandages on his arms and chest, and his military uniform was covered in sparks from the shells.
Several places were burnt black.
However, for this supreme commander who was personally on the frontline battlefield, no matter how embarrassed he was, the soldiers looked at him with respect that was almost reverent.
Not because of his godlike marksmanship. In just a few dozen minutes of fighting, not even a single infantry squad died under his gun. He was responsible for almost all the attacks on the most threatening Japanese infantry on the battlefield.
The Japanese army replaced at least 20 of the heavy machine gunners who were 300 meters away. As long as the Japanese grenadiers hiding behind the bunker dared to expose their heads to observe, no less than 10 people died. The Japanese army liked the sergeant flying the sun flag the most.
As early as the second round of charge, they had already taken the initiative to take down the flag.
Because there were too many dead, Tang Dao gave almost no chance of survival to the Japanese sergeant who took the initiative to expose his target.
It wasn't because of his extremely terrifying combat intuition that he could always predict danger before it came and dodge attacks from Japanese grenadiers and light and heavy machine guns who also paid attention to him.
Rather, as the supreme commander who made the choice of rotation positions, he was the only soldier who did not participate in the rotation and always stayed on the front line.
All infantry platoons coming to this position can always see their top commander.
Tactics are a commander's best control over the battlefield, and Tang Dao only uses one tactic, fight to the death, I will be with you.
This may be the main reason why the Cangcheng army, despite suffering heavy losses, is still able to firmly hold on to its frontline positions.
When Lieutenant General Guo heard this description of their commander from the remnant army in Cangcheng that day, he remembered what Xie Jinyuan told him that Tang Dao's commanding ability in battalion and company-level operations was extremely strong, and he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "Xie Zhongmin,
He is really too humble, he is extremely strong here and there, but it should be like his individual soldier ability, no one can control him!"
It's just that, despite all the respect, no one dares to come within three meters of Tang Dao.
Tang Dao's eyes looked calm in the distance, but the jumping flames in them were more scorching than the lava that was about to erupt. Even Peng Chong, who wanted to come over to report the battle losses of each company to him, chose to wait aside for the time being, not wanting to disturb him.
This commander exudes a dangerous aura.
That is the instinctive fear of creatures at higher and lower levels of the food chain towards higher-level creatures.
Tang Dao, who killed dozens of Japanese troops alone, is qualified to be called the most dangerous creature on this battlefield.
"Tell me, how much damage has our army suffered in the current battle?" Tang Dao didn't look back, and a cold voice came.
"Sir, taking into account the previous battle, our army can still fight 268 people." Peng Chong reported softly.
This was the number given to him by two infantry majors. At this time, the grieving two men had refused to report the number of people killed in the battle, and only reported the number of people who could still fight. Among them, 80 people were from his guard company.
The full security company of 150 people, from early morning to now, has not even lasted through the day, and half of it has been gone.
"Are there only more than two hundred people?" Tang Dao's eyes remained calm.
Only those who are very familiar with him may know that his emotions are not what he appears on the surface.
The angrier he becomes, the calmer he becomes.
"Let the brothers who are still alive carry the bodies of the brothers who died in the battle to unused bomb shelters, and then blow up the entrances of the holes. The seriously injured brothers will all be gathered in the two largest bomb shelters." Tang Dao took a deep breath.
In one breath, he gave the order.
"Yes!" Peng Chong accepted the order in a low voice.
"Also, in addition to me, Major Yue Zhizhou, Major Liu Zhenshan and your Captain Peng Chong will be the commanders of our three-sided positions in Cangcheng. If something unexpected happens to me, I will take over the command of Cangcheng in this order."
"Sir, you" Peng Chong said anxiously.
In his opinion, this always wise and tenacious lieutenant colonel suddenly explained the order of transfer of command, which was clearly a death wish. This was by no means a good sign for a top commander who still commanded nearly 300 people in combat.
"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile yet." Tang Dao glanced at the sweating guard company captain and said calmly.
"It's just that the battle situation is critical, and I can't guarantee that I can survive such an intense battle. This plan is just in case. What's more, it's not just the command of Cangcheng. The three of you must also be on your respective positions.
Make arrangements for the succession of command authority.
If the Japanese kill 600 of my brothers, then they have to pay three times the price of me, so go ahead!"
"Yes!" Peng Chong looked at Tang Dao who turned his attention to the battlefield again. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned to leave.
Yes, Tang Dao acted very calmly, but the army captain who had been on the battlefield for a long time could clearly feel the great sadness in his eyes.
That was the first time Tang Dao suffered such heavy casualties.
Whether it is the past life or this life.
The battle at Sihang Warehouse was brutal, but with the existence of the fortress, the casualties were actually far less than the intensity of the battle.
But here, the generals of the two armies handed over nearly a thousand of their most elite soldiers to Tang Dao. Facing the fierce Japanese artillery fire, Tang Dao had the essence of decades of combat experience and unparalleled individual combat skills of the Chinese army in the future.
Despite his strength, he could only watch helplessly as corpses littered the ground on his own side!
Moreover, Tang Dao had no choice but to adopt the tactics used by Chinese commanders on the ice sheet more than ten years later, and personally pushed the soldiers of infantry platoon after infantry platoon into the abyss of death.
This was a huge shock to the young Tang Dao.
This is the most real Patriotic War, and it will not change greatly because of the arrival of this little butterfly.
China once sacrificed tens of millions of people and soldiers in exchange for victory in the Great Patriotic War.
What remains in the eyes of Tang Dao and the people of the future are just numbers after all. But now, the blood dripping in front of Tang Dao's eyes is countless times crueler than what he imagined when he looked at the numbers.
Tang Dao also has to adapt, adapt to the cruel reality, adapt to more sacrifices, adapt to the fact that he is not a god, he is just a soldier who is stronger than ordinary soldiers.
The flames of war not only transformed the scumbag militia soldiers like Zhuang Shisan, but also Tang Dao.
Only by continuously growing in the war can we win this war with a huge disparity in power.
The Japanese artillery fire is more cruel than the severe cold. Then, the Chinese can only be treated as weeds, with only a few roots left, and they will eventually break out of the ground and tell everyone that they are still there.
