Chapter 364: Highland Warfare
"Boom, boom, boom,"
The sound of the cannon was deafening, and the infantry gun carriage trembled and raised a large cloud of smoke and dust, enveloping the brethren who were operating the cannon, and there was a coughing sound from the distance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The whistling shells also flew high up the hill, and then exploded on the fortified pillboxes, and the bloody bodies, broken wood mixed with mud and sand, flew up into the sky, and then fell to the top of the hill.
"Tom-tom-"
The light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese troops hidden in the fortifications on the hill also opened fire on the hill one after another, and the strings of flames spewed and swept everything, the ground smoke column fell half a meter high, and the vegetation in the bunker was torn to pieces under the raging rain of bullets.
But the light and heavy machine guns were no match for the arm-thick shells, which whizzed and tore through the hills, sending mud and mist flying everywhere.
The high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs all hit the mountain in one go, and the mountain with the smoke of gunpowder burst into flames in an instant, and black smoke filled the entire mountain, as if a large dark cloud was enveloping it.
In this shrouded smoke and dust, the light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese army shone brightly and became particularly conspicuous.
"Aim and hit! Don't spoil the shells! The officers of the cannon company ran and shouted at the hoarse throats.
The brethren wasted some of the shells, and they all began to get used to it, and they all knocked out the flame-spewing fire points.
"Boom!"
While the brothers were fighting vigorously at the bottom of the hill, suddenly a shell flew from the Japanese positions on the hill and the west side, and immediately a Type 92 infantry cannon and four or five brothers were blown apart, and the blood spilled made the ground blood-red.
The company commander of the machine gun company was shocked by the explosion and fell on his head, got up in disgrace, watched countless shells flying over, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice to retreat.
The brothers hurriedly began to drag all kinds of artillery to hide in the trenches, and in just a cup of tea, the initial artillery position was razed to the ground by the Japanese artillery, which made the brothers who had escaped the catastrophe tremble.
The brothers of the third battalion nested in the trenches to watch the excitement, watched the brothers of the first battalion bombard the mountain with artillery, and watched the Japanese soldiers being bombed into the sky, and applauded excitedly, but they never thought that they would be defeated in an instant, and secretly said that it was not interesting.
The Chinese army's half-baked artillery was so far from the well-trained Japanese artillery that although the artillery positions were destroyed, the hill was also burned black, and the Japanese troops guarding the hill did not please them.
"Attack!" Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, saw that it was almost there, and gave the order to attack the commander beside him.
The bugle soldier with a face full of vicissitudes immediately puffed out his cheeks and sounded the trumpet of the charge, which was familiar to the brothers, and a company commander of the first offensive echelon of the first battalion immediately shouted and turned out of the trench.
A company of more than 100 brothers in a team as a unit, the crowd rushed towards the hill, the earth-shattering slogan made the brothers of the third battalion who were watching the play in the trench not far away feel surprised, when did this battalion become so powerful.
The leading company commander was a veteran of the 87th German Division, who had fought in Shanghai and Nanjing, and was brave in battle.
The fortifications and trenches on the hill had been completely wiped out by the initial artillery fire, and the remnants of the Japanese troops shrouded in thick smoke heard the shouts of a tsunami coming from the bottom of the mountain.
"Da-da-da, da-da-da,"
Although the Japanese machine gunners were bombed badly, they did not panic in the face of the black-pressed charging team, but calmly fired three points.
Puff puff -
Although the brothers trained the company's offensive tactics, a three-man assault group rushing to the front was soon enveloped in a rain of bullets, and before they could even scream, they were torn to pieces by bullets.
The mutilated corpse rolled down the gentle slope of thorns, stained with a bloodband, but the brethren behind were not frightened.
According to the number of Japanese troops guarding the hill, there were only fifty or sixty, so their teams covered each other and continued to rush forward.
The squad of Czech light machine guns was also erected upwards to cover the brethren who were advancing upwards.
These brethren were not afraid of the oncoming ammunition, and climbed up with steel helmets, and they quickly rushed halfway up the mountain, less than 200 meters from the Japanese fortifications at the top of the hill, but these 200 meters were blocked by a dense rain of bullets.
The light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese army were cleverly arranged, and a non-reservable firepower network was constructed, and several assault groups tried to risk their lives to charge, but they were all pressed back.
The machine gunners in the rear, the grenadiers, also followed, the grenadiers fired almost vertically at 90 degrees, and several fire points were blown away by grenades, but the Japanese quickly recovered, leaving the attacking brethren unable to advance or retreat.
"Boom! Bang! ”
The Japanese army had an advantage over the attacking brothers, and the Japanese troops hidden in the trenches were able to easily drop melon grenades and blow up the brothers one by one, but the brothers' grenades could not be thrown, and they rolled back down the gentle slope without paying attention.
Bullets rained down, and the tree trunks on the road were all smashed, and the green leaves fell one after another as if it were raining, and the tree trunks became bare.
"Second echelon! Above! ”
Seeing that the first offensive echelon was blocked, Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion who was sweating profusely, had to order the second echelon to enter the battlefield.
The brethren of the second echelon attacked along the left side of the hill, but like the first echelon, they could no longer attack halfway up the mountain.
Although the Japanese troops on the hill were only a small team, their vitality was extraordinarily strong, with many light and heavy machine guns, and the whistling bullets could tear people to pieces.
Seeing that the attack was blocked, the battalion commander Lu Xing had to transfer the sniper platoon in the battalion, which was a pilot project carried out by Yang Ling in the regiment, and the brothers in the platoon were all brothers with good marksmanship.
They blended into the attacking ranks and began to look at the Japanese machine gunners who were wielding machine guns and the Japanese officers who were wielding sabers.
Burst!
A veteran of a sniper platoon took aim at a squeaking Japanese squad leader and tore off his skull with a single shot, shaving half of his head off.
The successive accurate shots under the hill made the arrogant Japanese machine gunners on the hill not dare to take their heads, and they swept vigorously, and the frequency of throwing grenades also increased.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese army's vitality was a little weaker, a platoon of brothers copied the back road of the little devil and touched it up from behind the hill, and the grenades exploded indiscriminately, and the hill was suddenly in chaos.
"Rush!" The rest of the attacking teams from all directions also charged.
The unkempt, blood-red-eyed, hoarse-throated remnants of the Japanese were soon strangled with the Chinese soldiers who rushed up the hill, although they were fierce and tenacious, but the attack on the mountain was a full infantry battalion, and the Japanese army was constantly compressed into the last few trenches.
The sky sounded with the sound of a shrill motor, and several Japanese planes flew in to help the battle, but the soldiers on both sides who watched the melee on the hill did not dare to strafe or drop bombs, so they could only fly in circles to the position of their three battalions in Yangling and bomb indiscriminately, and the angry brothers cursed while hiding.
The Japanese troops not far away pounced on this side again, trying to support the Japanese troops on the hill, but Yang Ling's three battalions had already been waiting for them, although the Japanese attack was fierce, but the position was impregnable.
The Japanese troops who tried to support watched as the troops on their hill were completely annihilated, the blue sky and white sun flag were raised on the hill, and the brethren erupted in earth-shattering cheers, rejoicing in the victory.