The bullet net composed of an unknown number of submachine guns, shell guns and rifles was the main force blocking the advance of the Japanese infantry.
The Japanese army had already anticipated this.
The opponent is equipped with short-range fire weapons, which can only be effective within a distance of 100 meters.
Although continuous fire short-range firepower is fierce, it also has advantages and disadvantages.
The shortcomings of a short range result in a shortened fire defense range.
As long as the imperial infantry rushes through those damn tens of meters, they can throw countless melon mines and blow up the Chinese in the simple trenches.
Therefore, even though they knew they would pay a heavy price, the Japanese infantry still charged at full speed.
Their goal was to cross the creek and start dropping bombs.
The weight of Melon Thunder is too light, and they can only maintain sufficient accuracy at a distance of more than 30 meters.
The Chinese were very cunning and happened to place their position more than 30 meters away from the creek.
Then, when the Japanese infantry were still more than ten meters away from dropping their bombs, they opened fire.
On the 1,500-meter position, there were about 200 shell guns, 60 submachine guns and 400 rifles firing.
The dense rain of bullets made up a net of bullets that beat up the Japanese infantry at the front. It was the first wave of bullets. On the long charge line, seventy or eighty Japanese soldiers fell in a swirl.
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However, compared to the charge of the four infantry squadrons invested, the loss of only one-tenth of the troops was still within the tolerance of the Japanese commander.
The person in front falls, and the person behind continues to move forward in the direction where his colleague fell.
On the road of charge, the Japanese army did no worse than the Chinese, and even performed better.
While running, they did not move at all. Some soldiers fired while running, and even used their remaining energy to aim.
Although running at high speed, the shooting level of the Japanese army was clearly demonstrated at this moment, and their bullets still maintained high accuracy.
More than 70% of the warheads were accurately fired at the front of the trench. The splashing mud and the bullet marks whizzing past the helmet prevented the Chinese soldiers lying on the edge of the trench from shooting without scruples.
If you raise your head a little too high, you may be exposed to this kind of bullet rain that is not dense but precise.
Seventy or eighty Japanese soldiers fell, and a dozen Chinese soldiers in the trenches also fell over.
However, this time no one went to see the condition of the injured.
Everyone gritted their back teeth and puffed out their cheeks, facing the bullets that could take their lives at any time, and fired all the bullets in their guns at the khaki color dozens of meters away.
Most people's minds should be blank at that moment.
The only thought is to kill the opponent.
Otherwise, it will be a real disaster when the opponent rushes across the river and into the position with bayonets in hand.
Everyone will die, including the fire support and medical teams in the rear. No one will be spared.
This is the answer of bravery to bravery, and the answer of fear to fear.
The real disaster for the Japanese army began ten seconds after the infantrymen exchanged fire.
Heavy machine guns and machine guns on the hill opened fire.
The sudden rain of bullets from the Maxim heavy machine gun with a rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute knocked the Japanese infantrymen who had just stepped over the corpses of their companions to their knees. At least thirty Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the mud.
But machine guns are the most destructive thing to people's will.
Just like the Chinese cavalry encountering machine gun fire, cigar-sized shells hit people, never leaving only holes, but shattered human tissues.
Real blood and flesh fly together.
Three machine guns fired a bullet in ten seconds. The number of Japanese soldiers killed by 60 shells was actually far less than the number of deaths caused by heavy machine guns.
However, it is cruel enough.
While running, the head of the comrade beside him was missing, or half of his body was smashed, or a cannonball penetrated an infantryman and left a transparent hole as big as a bowl in the chest, and the rolling warhead hit the back again.
An infantryman's thigh 'exploded'
What kind of psychological experience is this?
No one can know because the person involved eventually fell into the mud.
Death is just a matter of sequence.
Faced with such a brutal blow, the Japanese army was not inactive. The grenade team more than 300 meters away quickly organized a counterattack.
Dozens of grenades rained down on the hills where the fiercest firepower erupted, causing the small hills to burst into smoke.
More than a dozen heavy machine guns on the heavy machine gun position also tried their best to spray the rain of bullets over them, suppressing the heavy firepower points on the hill.
Although the three machine guns and four heavy machine guns were surrounded by three layers of sand, the scorching air waves and shrapnel were still frightening. Sparks even appeared from time to time on the 10mm steel plate in front of the machine guns.
It is the result of shrapnel bursting on it.
This shows how ferocious the Japanese counterattack was.
"Is the adjustment ready?" Captain Pang Panghai's face showed rare anxiety on the fire support company position 300 meters behind the Chinese position.
The six mortars under his command were the last heavy firepower on this position. They would not use their precious shells to attack the infantry. Only the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenade launchers were their targets.
In the previous few minutes, the mortars had not fired, allowing the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenade launchers to wreak havoc, just waiting for the artillery observers to report the coordinates of the Japanese heavy firepower points ahead.
Although Tang Dao left almost 80% of the artillery shells in his inventory to him before he left, the six mortars only had a reserve of 130 rounds, so he was destined to be unable to use any artillery fire coverage.
He had to be accurate enough. After a while, the Japanese infantry artillery might arrive. By then, the six mortars would no longer have such a comfortable environment.
Fortunately, the fire support company was an elite company that Tang Dao had painstakingly recruited from various departments of the 67th Army. In five minutes, they were fully prepared.
The Japanese grenades and heavy machine guns fired desperately for less than twenty seconds.
"Dong dong dong!" A series of muffled sounds sounded from behind the battlefield where the two armies were fighting fiercely.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Six brilliant bullet flowers exploded behind the charging Japanese army.
Although the 4-kilogram projectile has only 0.5 kilograms of explosive charge, the fuze is trigger-type, and its hard-breaking ability is poor. However, the large amount of fragments formed by the cast-iron projectile is a nightmare for infantrymen.
The Japanese troops who rushed into the battle, whether it was heavy machine gun positions or grenadier soldiers, abandoned the army regulations that must dig trenches in every battle, and just lay down in the field and opened fire.
In front of the large amount of shrapnel caused by the Type 82 mortar shells, the heavy machine guns and grenadier soldiers without any fortifications were like being stripped of all their clothes in the cold winter, allowing the "cold wind" to rage.
Two consecutive rounds and twelve rounds of artillery shells destroyed the heavy machine guns and grenadier soldiers to death and injury. Those who were alive did not bother to fire any more artillery and moved their positions in confusion.
As for the infantry that needed their care, the machine gunners, whose faces were covered in blood themselves, could not care less.
The Japanese infantrymen who were charging hard could only fight hard.
Take it hard with flesh and blood and crazy bullets.
But you have to admire the courage of the Japanese soldiers. Even in the face of such difficulties, they did not fall to the ground to avoid the crazy rain of bullets, and naturally they could not retreat.
They are still charging.
One wave falls, and the next one catches up.
Death seems to be eclipsed in the face of death.
If this was a flat field, they would have a good chance of success.
There is no need to rush into the position immediately. As long as you rush into the 30-meter range, hundreds of melon grenades will be thrown into the position, and there may be more next. This is what the Chinese soldiers in the trenches fear the most.
But unfortunately, the 5-meter-wide river slowed down their progress.
The inconspicuous river with a depth of only one meter became a nightmare for the Japanese army.
The speed reduction is only second.
What's even more frightening is that the Chinese soldiers took full advantage of this favorable terrain and adjusted more than two-thirds of their shooting angles to this small river.
Like an impassable natural chasm, there were no more than ten Japanese infantrymen who could rush to the other side of the river and successfully throw melon grenades.
Ten melon grenades are obviously too few.
Compared with the 1,500-meter defense line, the explosion of ten grenades is almost equivalent to setting off ten firecrackers on the Chinese position.
Is it for Chinese people to celebrate?
No one thinks about this sad topic.
The huge casualties visible to the naked eye had already made the two Japanese army majors dizzy.
