Minshan was occupied by Senzhong's brigade first, and a series of strong fortifications were built on the mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The remnants of the devils who had retreated to the mountains poured fire like madness in the face of the swarming Chinese troops.

The locust-dense bullets swept down almost to the ground, breaking the dead branches and grass, splashing mud and mist, and leaving the trajectory in shambles.

"Machine gun cover! Rush me in a row! ”

The deputy battalion commander's smoking gun had several bayonet wounds on his body, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

Looking at these remnants of the devils who retreated to Minshan, the red-eyed old smoking gun was ready to rush up with his ass and take it down in one fell swoop.

There were less than ten brothers left in the second platoon, and when they heard the roar of the old smoking gun, they jumped out from behind the hidden stone and rushed up with their guns raised.

"Dada-da-"

Seeing these desperate Chinese soldiers rushing upward, the devils arranged on the mountain swept over with light and heavy machine gun fire.

The more than ten brothers ran out only a little more than ten steps before they were shrouded in a condescending barrage of fire, and the blood and thorns rolled down the gentle slope, and the hillside was red.

War is extremely cruel, and dead people are commonplace, but seeing these more than ten brothers in an instant, the brothers behind clenched the guns in their hands and swallowed saliva in their throats.

The brothers lay behind the stones, on the corpses, and in the grass shooting into the hills, and the whizzing bullets flew high.

The devil's machine gunner was shot in the face and fell backwards with blood on his face, but the secondary shooter quickly took over, and the Type 92 heavy machine gun began to roar again.

The First Corps commanded by General Xue Yue relied on countless hills on the Nanxun Line to block the pace of the Japanese attack, and the Japanese troops now occupying Minshan were also condescending, blocking the way of the old smokers.

The light and heavy machine guns of the devils blocked the path of the brothers' attack with a storm of bullets, and the red-eyed old smoking gun was especially unwilling.

However, the devils had the advantage of geographical advantages, and the firepower of their weapons was even more ferocious, and the grenades of the brothers could not hit them.

"The second row is a frontal feint to contain it! Three platoons touched up from the left flank and blew up the devil machine guns! ”

After firing a few shots at the devil, the old smoking gun was ready to let a platoon flank touch it.

However, as soon as the brothers in the third platoon had just begun to climb up the hill from the left flank, the devil's grenade was thrown down with a gurgling grunt.

Loud explosions came one after another, and in the smoke of gunpowder, the brothers in the third row had to retreat in embarrassment.

"Stop attacking!"

Yang Ling saw that the devil was condescending, and attacking again would only cause unnecessary casualties, so he gave up the idea of taking advantage of the situation to capture Minshan.

The old smoker suddenly became anxious and shouted, "Let me lead the team to rush again!" ”

Yang Ling knew that the brothers had suffered heavy casualties, and the old smoking gun was in a hurry, but as a commander, he had to be calm at this moment.

"The devil's firepower is very fierce, and fighting again will only make the brothers bleed in vain, so withdraw it."

The old smoking gun looked at Yang Ling's insistence, and waved his arm unwillingly: "Don't fight!" Take it down! ”

When the brothers who had come to the foot of the mountain heard this, they hurried out of the range of the devil as if they had been pardoned.

"Wang Huzi, lead people to clean up the battlefield-"

"Blacksmith, set up the machine gun for me to prevent the devils from fighting back!"

Yang Ling's orders were conveyed one by one, and the gunfire on the battlefield finally thinned out.

Seeing that they couldn't attack the position of the devils in Minshan, the brothers carried bayonets around looking for the devil's wounded soldiers to vent their anger.

Yang Ling's counterattack was very swift, and the devils were caught off guard, leaving many injured devils on the battlefield.

The red-eyed brothers were not polite, and they burst their heads at close range or nailed them directly to the ground with bayonets, and soon they were all cleaned up.

Just as Yang Ling gave the order to stop the attack, Lin Xiufeng, the commander of the 302nd Regiment who had gathered his troops, hurriedly followed from behind.

"Deputy Head Yang, why don't you fight, we should take advantage of the victory to capture Minshan."

Lin Xiufeng's 302nd Regiment wiped out one battalion in just one day, and the other two battalions were also disabled.

He followed Yang Ling's advice, retreated and lured the devil's pursuers into the ambush circle, and then led his team to counterattack to avenge his revenge.

But when he gathered his troops and rushed over to support Yang Ling, who was counter-charging, he saw that Yang Ling and the others had stopped attacking, which made him puzzled.

"Commander Lin, the devil is condescending and fierce, and we don't have heavy weapons, if we attack strongly, it will only make the brothers bleed and sacrifice in vain, it is better to suspend the attack and wait for our mortars to come up and fight again."

Although Lin Xiufeng wanted to capture Minshan in one go, he sighed heavily when he saw the dense machine-gun fortification bunkers halfway up the mountain, agreed to Yang Ling's suggestion, and suspended the attack.

The reason why Yang Ling did not choose to continue the attack was that in addition to their lack of strength, another important reason was that they were worried about the arrival of reinforcements from the devils.

Their total now is only three crippled infantry battalions, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced after a fierce battle.

If they storm Minshan now, they will be powerless to resist if reinforcements from the devils arrive halfway.

Therefore, what needs to be done now is not to capture Minshan, but to seize the time to repair the fortifications and trenches and wait for reinforcements.

As long as they hold out until the arrival of the follow-up main forces, then it is only a matter of time before they capture Minshan.

Yang Ling belongs to the action faction, he will do what he says, and he is ready to immediately repair the fortifications to gain a firm foothold and prevent the devils from counterattacking.

"Blacksmith—"

"Yes!" The captain and company commander who was covered with seized items ran to Yang Ling in a hurry.

Yang Ling pointed to the top of the mountain overgrown with weeds more than 500 meters behind and said: "You immediately take people to the back of the mountain, a hundred meters away from the ridge line, dig trenches, repair artillery holes, and build fortifications." ”

"Yes!" The blacksmith answered with a loud voice, and beckoned the brothers to dig the fortifications.

Lin Xiufeng thought that Yang Ling would use the ready-made fortifications here, but when he saw that Yang Ling sent people back a few hundred meters to repair the fortifications behind the mountain, he was a little puzzled.

"Deputy Head Yang, it's enough to repair the ready-made fortifications here, wouldn't it be extra for you to go to the back of the mountain to repair the fortifications?"

Anti-cline operations were still a novelty for middle and lower-ranking officers of the National Revolutionary Army.

Most of the fortifications they built in the past were single-line trenches, and only after experiencing bloody lessons did they learn to construct three-dimensional fortifications with a combination of points, surfaces, and lines.

However, this kind of fortification still could not take advantage of the Japanese artillery advantage, and most of them could be destroyed by a single artillery bombardment.

And now Yang Ling wants to rely on the anticline fortifications built by the mountain, which is to minimize the artillery fire of the devils.

Because the fortifications are built on the other side facing the devils, the devil's direct-fire cannon cannot play a role, and the curved gun will have a dead angle even if it hits the other side of the mountain, which greatly reduces the damage.

And Yang Ling, they just need to retreat to the back to hide when the devil is bombarded, and when the devil charges, hold the ridge line of the mountain, and the devil can't help them.

Faced with Lin Xiufeng's full of questions, Yang Ling naturally knew everything.

"Okay, why didn't I think of it, Deputy Head Yang, tell me, how did you come up with it?"

After hearing Yang Ling's narration, Lin Xiufeng, who had suffered from the fire of the devils, seemed to have seen a new world and felt incredible.

Yang Ling also only smiled and did not speak, which can be seen from the backward tactical level of the Chinese army.