All this fell into the eyes of Terubei Tanibe, who was standing in the trenches five miles away, observing the front-line position with a telescope.

"Yaga, the honor of the empire has been lost by those cowards, order Yamada Shaoza to counterattack, counterattack on all fronts, kill the people of China, and not let them rush into the position." Tanibe's orange face was almost ripe with anger from the performance of a brigade of Japanese soldiers on the front line, and he let out a roar of rage.

The surrounding senior staff officers were silent, and no one dared to answer.

To tell the truth, the Yamada brigade has already performed very well, and in the face of the endless artillery fire of the Chinese, they have resisted the position for more than two hours, which already requires a lot of courage. Now, under the terrible strafing of the six twin-mounted machine guns, they are still staying on the position and not breaking up, and they are even more worthy of the name of the most elite infantry brigade of their Sixth Division.

Let them fight back now? With their bayonets? Facing enemy machine guns? This is a purely suicidal order.

"What about infantry artillery? Order the infantry artillery squadron, 800 meters below the battlefield, and kill those tractors for me. Perhaps realizing that his order was taken too lightly, Tanibe, who was trying to calm his anger, remembered the seven or eight infantry guns that were left.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, in the artillery bombardment of the Zhina people just now, under your order, six infantry guns of our army counterattacked the enemy, but there are too many mountain artillery of the Zhina people。。。。。" A staff officer wearing the Nakasa logo on his shoulder pale and stopped talking.

In fact, he wanted to say that if it were not for the previous stupid order of His Excellency the Major General, how could the six infantry guns have been destroyed by the enemy's artillery fire? Take an infantry gun with a range of 2,700 meters and a mountain gun with a range of 6,000 meters to shoot at each other, it should be too stupid to be stupid!

Otherwise, why did the tens of thousands of people in the Eighth Division have nothing to do with it after the Chinese have built such a strange and mobile battle fortress? The Type 92 infantry cannon is the nemesis against this kind of fortress!

"Baga, have all six infantry guns been destroyed? Stupid artillery pigs. What about the other two? Tanibe Terubei's face darkened, and he lightly buckled the pot on the artilleryman who had become ash along with the infantry artillery.

It seems that the soldiers who operate the infantry guns belong to the infantry brigade and not the artillery brigade, but what does it matter? The existence of small soldiers, in the eyes of those in high positions, is either cannon fodder or used to be abandoned.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, those are the last two infantry guns of the entire division, if we lose this in the battle again, we will not have a single heavy weapon in the future battle." Staff Officer Nakasa's crying words were more of a plea than a suggestion.

Everyone knows how powerful the Chinese commander on the other side is, since he dares to let those six battle fortresses appear in front of the position, he will guard against his own infantry artillery, on their position, I don't know how many artillery observers are staring at this battlefield within a radius of several kilometers, as long as they see the shadow of infantry artillery, God knows how many shells will fall like raindrops?

Of course, Nakasa's concerns are not unreasonable.

Long before the attack, Liu Lang was already on guard against the few remaining infantry guns of the Japanese army.

For this reason, he specially arranged up to 30 artillery observers on the forward position, the battlefield with a good field of vision, enough telescopes and artillery distance observation scopes to almost keep an eye on the entire battlefield, as long as the infantry guns with a range of only 2,700 meters dare to appear, there are not many shells left, and the extremely accurate Bofors mountain guns that have not spoken will sing the last elegy for them.

Otherwise, Liu Lang would not have dared to put the six big killing weapons in such a grand manner at the front of the Japanese position, which was mainly used for air defense, although it was a Japanese product, it was also a very valuable heavy weapon.

"Okamoto-kun has a point." As the chief of staff, Tanibe was a little less rigid than Nishiichi, and nodded to accept his subordinates' pleading suggestions.

However, it is the staff officer who suggests, and it is also the staff officer who makes the decision, even if there is a commander behind him, he is still a staff officer. If it were Xiyiyi who was here, he would definitely make the opposite decision.

Two infantry guns, before the enemy artillery fire, is enough to fire at least three cannons each, not to mention that they are all sharpshooters with one cannon, it is always possible to defeat the enemy's two battle fortresses that have reached the front of the position!

Even if it's a pair, you can exchange two machine guns, although some can't be drawn, but war, not business, how can there be anything that can't be drawn? It's nothing more than you die or you die.

Even if it is Liu Lang, don't look at the arrangement a lot, but he is also prepared to lose two to four or even all of the machine guns. There is no so-called absolute superiority on the battlefield, no matter how high-ranking a general is, he only needs one bullet to kill him, and he will never be shot twice more than others because he is a general.

The six battle fortresses stand at the front of the position, and the suppressed ones are too unstoppable, and you are reluctant to have two guns, you don't treat the thousands of infantry brothers on the position as human beings at all! If the position is lost, do you still have a bird with two infantry guns and carry it away?

This is definitely the voice of all the Japanese troops who are still alive in the Yamamoto Brigade, the most elite infantry brigade of the 6th Division, located on the position.

Damn Terube Tanibe, damn it! And what about the infantry artillery of the 8th Division! There are no infantry guns, so some grenadiers can be used! Masao Yamamoto, the captain of the Yamamoto Brigade, who was hiding in the trenches and came to the front line in person, almost cursed, if it weren't for the soldiers whose morale was on the verge of collapse.

It was not that his soldiers were not brave enough, nor that his soldiers were not strong enough to fight, but the enemy's machine guns and machine guns swept in like a torrential rain, and their own heavy machine guns were exhausted under the blows of the enemy's terrifying number of mortars, but all the infantry who dared to take the lead were shot in their own trenches.

Now Masao Yamamoto's greatest expectation is that the enemy will rush into the trenches, so that they can engage the enemy in hand-to-hand combat, even if the enemy may be equipped with a large number of submachine guns.

This is simply the sorrow of the Imperial Japanese Army, which has always used white-knuckle warfare as the most powerful force to deter the enemy and crush the enemy's will to fight.

However, will the first company commanded forward be as the Japanese intended?

Of course not, under the cover of their own ferocious fire, nearly 130 infantry from three platoons advanced to the 30-meter area of the Japanese position, and threw the grenades they carried into the Japanese trenches as fast as they could.

The small melon-style grenade finally showed great power at this moment, because the size was not large, each person carried at least six, at least two more than the long-handled grenade, and when such a hand-to-hand encounter, the number showed great power.

The rain of thunderstorms even caused the Japanese soldiers in the trenches to scramble to pick up grenades and throw them out, and the grenades that continued to fall from the air would be smashed on the helmets.

In just half a minute, nearly 500 grenades were thrown into the entire trench, which is equivalent to the power of nearly 100 mortar shells exploding in the trench, with an average of one grenade exploding every 3 meters.

With such a density, even the Transformers have to be blown up into a pile of scrap metal.