This is just a microcosm of the entire battlefield.

In fact, in almost all battlefields, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army in a defensive state was at a disadvantage, even if 170 regular troops helped, it was useless.

The Japanese army had at least 20 groups of grenadiers staring at the MG42 machine gun from 500 meters away, and as long as the MG42's tongue of fire spat out for more than 30 seconds, grenades would be projected, so the machine gun shooters also changed positions after 20 seconds, and they could not form a continuation of fire at all.

Although the power of the eight mortars is much stronger than that of the grenadiers, the quality cannot fully compensate for the shortcomings of the quantity, and the shortcomings of the quantity are undoubtedly revealed at this time, and the more than 70 grenadiers of the Japanese army are very flexible and scattered, and the mortars have nothing to do with them for a while.

Liu Dazhu could only let the temporarily established mortar platoon mainly support the front-line positions, and wherever the situation was more critical, he would support wherever he could, and finally resisted the frantic attack of the Japanese army.

If it weren't for the eight mortars, the Japanese would have rushed into the trenches for white-knuckle combat. At this time, the role of mountain artillery was revealed, if the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army had mountain artillery that could blow up 500 meters in front of the position into a sea of fire, the Japanese would not have had the courage to scatter so many troops at once.

"Commander, the Japanese are completely crazy, and the brothers have suffered heavy casualties! I can't hold on anymore. Let's withdraw! If I don't withdraw, my mess will be almost gone. Wang Lin, the new head of the First Regiment of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, ran over from the front-line position, almost crying and begging Sun Yongqin.

Sun Yongqin looked at Liu Dazhu, who had been looking at the battlefield with a telescope with the same expression around him, the muscles on his face trembled, and he roared sharply: "I can't withdraw even if I am light, my grandson, and your old Wang have promised Commander Liu that they will carry the Japanese for half an hour, and the brothers have beaten your old king, and your old king is gone, my old grandson, no matter what, I must give Lao Tzu this half an hour." ”

"The little devil raised by the son of a bitch, then Lao Tzu Wang Lin will fight with you." Hearing Sun Yongqin say this, Wang Lin, who had a few traces of despair on his face, slammed his hat to the ground, turned his head and rushed back to the position.

Seeing the old brother like this, Sun Yongqin, who already knew his budding life and death intentions, also bit his cheeks and tried hard not to let his tears flow out.

How could he not know why Wang Lin would run over to beg him, the regiment on the front position was under the greatest pressure, but in half an hour, there were no more than 300 brothers, which was nearly a third of the soldiers! But only half an hour has passed, and in another half an hour, how many people are left in a group of 1,000 brothers?

"Company Commander Liu, you continue to sit here and command the overall situation, I will take my guard platoon to reinforce Lao Wang, damn, Lao Tzu will not believe it, my three thousand people can't withstand the devil's attack for an hour." Sun Yongqin is estimated to have lost his temper, and he is about to leave with a pistol.

But he was grabbed by Liu Dazhu and persuaded: "Master Sun, you are the commander of the first army, if something happens to you, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army will collapse immediately, the situation has not yet reached the most critical time, you must not be impulsive, the devil's offensive will not last long, they will retreat immediately, accumulate physical strength for the next round of attack, Niu Er They will also find a little trouble for them over there." We can hold out until they come. ”

Before he finished speaking, a burst of fire suddenly erupted from the periphery of the Japanese army's position in the distance, and the sound of "crackling" was heard from afar.

Tanibe Terubei, who was observing the battlefield with a telescope, frowned, and asked the staff officer next to him, "Nani's gunshot?" ”

In a few moments, a Japanese lieutenant came running to report that there was a group of enemies attacking behind the flanks of the position, and the fire was extremely strong, the number should be about 1,500 men, and fifteen Imperial soldiers had already been killed on the spot.

Tanibe Terubei was not surprised at all, and sneered, "Order the Seventh Infantry Brigade to attack and block them." ”

Matsuda Kunizo on the side watched the Japanese lieutenant take the order, and a trace of admiration welled up on his face and looked at Tanibe Terubei: "The chief of staff of Tanibe really expects things like a god, knowing that this gang of Chinese bandits is not only these people and horses in front of him, Matsuda Kunizo deeply admires. ”

"Matsuda-kun praised it, the Chinese are just a little trick, they want to attack the east and the west, learn the tactics of the Great Wall Regiment, use the main force to attract the attention of our army, and then attack from the side with a group of partial divisions, in an attempt to make our army chaotic, but they miscalculated their own strength, even if they have the help of the Chinese regular army, they still can't change the fact that they are not a real army." A hint of pride appeared on Tanibe's face and said proudly.

Yes, how easy is it for Terube Tanibe to be the chief of staff of a division? Although being a division commander is a bad one, his head is still enough.

If the Chinese wanted to pick up the advantage of the Eighth Division, then he should come to the sneak attack, but at the beginning, the Chinese had no intention of attacking, but instead built trenches in front of the position, that is what they want to fight a protracted war with him? Just those mortars in their hands? It had never been heard of a mortar alone that could crush an army, and they could have more or less heavy artillery, or a sufficient number of mountain artillery.

But apparently, they didn't.

Moreover, their tenacity was completely unexpected by Terube Tanibe. The "Chinese bandits" in the telescope suffered heavy casualties, but they still carried them without retreating, so what was their purpose? What are they waiting for? Tanibe Terubei immediately thought that in Luo Wenyu, the damned Great Wall Regiment firmly attracted the attention of the entire division with its defensive position, but ambushed an elite soldier who destroyed the division's heavy artillery with one blow when the division was most unprepared, and finally changed the outcome of the entire war.

If the artillery units were fine, how could the 8th Division fall to such a point?

Moreover, after half a day's observation, Tanibe Teru was sure that there were not only Chinese bandits on the opposite side, but also Chinese regular troops, otherwise, how could the three infantry brigades pay so many casualties if they fought a group of bandits who had to pull the bolt of their guns for half a day?

After two rounds of attacks, the three infantry battalions killed and wounded many enemies, but they also killed nearly 200 and wounded more than 300. This is almost the casualty figure of a brigade fighting with the Chinese.

Therefore, Tanibe Terube immediately decided to send two of the three infantry battalions as reserves to the left and right flanks of the main position to prevent a sneak attack by the Chinese.

Sure enough, in just five minutes, the sneak attack of the Chinese came.

"Matsuda-kun, the Chinese can't have too many troops, the fifteen hundred people who appear here are already their limit, I want to command the attack of the frontal position, and the left flank position will be entrusted to Matsuda-kun." Terube Tanibe set his sights on the frontal battlefield where the battle was in full swing a thousand meters away.

That's where the real battle base lies.

"Hey!" Matsuda Kunizan accepted the military order with great convincing and went to the left flank of the position.

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That's right, a team of men and horses led by Shi Datou and Niu Er was indeed a "sneak attack", and they also fired indiscriminately for a while, and even used two machine guns to sweep at the Japanese positions for a while, at least a dozen Japanese were swept down.

However, there is a slight difference from what Teru Tanabbe thought.

They were not more than 1,500 people as estimated by the Japanese army, and they had no intention of storming the enemy camp. Shi Datou and Niu Er each brought a company, and the two recruit companies of the peasant army had a total of about 300 men.

If the Japanese soldiers of the 7th Infantry Brigade 300 meters away had any better eyesight, they would have seen that the sound of the sound just now was enough to make them think that there were thousands of people shooting, but in fact, it was nothing more than dozens of tin barrels and firecrackers exploding inside.

That movement, earth-shattering, is really no smaller than a thousand rifles fired together. Even the frontal battlefield from a distance of kilometers can be heard.

As Liu Dazhu said, the Japanese troops on the frontal battlefield withdrew to a distance of 600 meters for a brief repair after the attack was fruitless. The Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army finally gained precious respite.

In just over half an hour of fighting, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army lost more than 600 people killed and more than 400 wounded, and the casualty rate was as high as one-third.

The reason why there were fewer wounded than killed was because the Japanese army's marksmanship was so accurate that they couldn't save them if they hit them either in the head or in the chest.

Perhaps he already felt that he had guessed the small trick of the Chinese bandits, or he felt that the Chinese on the opposite position were already at the end of the crossbow, Tanibe ordered to increase troops to the frontal battlefield again, except for the two infantry brigades on the left and right flanks, the last infantry brigade was also sent to the frontal battlefield.

The number of Japanese troops on the frontal battlefield was as high as four infantry brigades, nearly 4,000 people.

Through the morning mist, looking at the countless Japanese soldiers on the opposite side, only more than 2,000 people remained in the trenches with a length of two kilometers, and the muscles on the faces of the anti-Japanese salvation army were almost stiff, and the air in the trenches seemed to have been suffocated.

The next moment is the final battle.

However, how many of the 2,000 people here will live to see the dawn?

The nervous soldiers didn't notice that the last trace of darkness before dawn was quietly receding, and the white belly of the fish in the east had begun to take shape.

At this point, it was dawn.