"Hurry up..."

In the early morning between the mountain roads, after the cavalry team reconnoitred, the leader of the devil's artillery squadron brandished a katana and commanded a group of devils to disassemble the six 41 mountain guns, and then jumped on their shoulders to carry the mountain peak marked as the No. 4 highland.

Although the mountain artillery can be disassembled, compared with the infantry artillery, the overall weight is still too heavy, and some objects such as the barrel weigh more than 100 kilograms.

The devil can only use mules and horses.

No. 4 Heights, although there is an ancient horse road, but it is too steep and rugged, not suitable for mules and horses to pass, even if the devil military mules have great horsepower, but they still carry hundreds of pounds of artillery on their backs, along the way, it is extremely difficult to walk, and even from time to time there are mules to fall.

As a last resort, the devil can only push and walk behind the mule and horse.

Behind the artillery squadron, which was struggling to walk, were the devils of the remaining two squadrons carrying shells.

This time, in order to eliminate Li Yunlong and completely solve the root of his headache, Yoshio Shinozuka was bleeding profusely, not only strengthening Oshima Kan's artillery squadron, but also deploying twice as many shells as usual, even if the devils of the two squadrons could not carry it all at once.

From the early morning before dawn, until about 11 o'clock, the artillery was transported, the artillery bunkers were constructed, and the shells were transported.

"Report to Captain Oshima."

Seeing that the artillery position was established, and the muzzle of the gun pointed directly at Yang Village in the distance, the artillery squadron leader raised his binoculars and looked at the silent Yang Village in the distance, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his tone was leisurely and confident:

"The artillery position has been constructed, and the six mountain guns of the artillery are ready to fire at any time."

Although mountain artillery is far heavier than infantry artillery and difficult to maneuver, it is also relatively much more powerful and has an equally long firing range.

The No. 4 Heights are four kilometers away from the edge of Yangcun in a straight line, and the range of the 41-type mountain cannon can cover the entire Yangcun, and that Li Yunlong is equipped with no matter what kind of mortar or the Type 92 infantry gun that I don't know where to go, it is beyond the reach of the whip.

Li Yunlong and his independent regiment were only passively beaten.

The 75 mm mountain artillery shells were also enough to destroy its trenches and simple civil bunkers, clearing the way for the Imperial infantry to attack, and without the extended edge positions, a few strong fortresses could easily be breached by the Imperial Army's samurai.

In the face of his artillery bombardment, Li Yunlong was able to send troops to raid the No. 4 high ground, but the area around Yang Village was already half-surrounded by Captain Oshima Kan, and they couldn't rush out at all, and he was guarded by two squadrons of infantry here, which was absolutely foolproof.

Unless, in advance, they have troops in ambush around them.

However, the cavalry scouts had searched the surrounding area for more than ten miles, and did not find any hidden enemy.

"It seems that I think highly of Li Yunlong."

After seeing the flag of the artillery squadron, Oshima Suga shook his head.

After he launched an attack yesterday, according to the scouts' report, Li Yunlong still did not retreat, and the position was full of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army at this time, which made him happy and ridiculous.

In the face of the attack of one of his imperial permanent divisions, it was really inconsiderate to want to rely on the mountain position to fight a positional battle with himself.

He thought that relying on the geographical advantage and sudden attack, he defeated several second-tier brigades of the empire, and he really thought that he had won every battle? Think you can match the elite brigade of the Empire?

"Starting from Sakata Daisa, Li Yunlong has taken advantage of the empire many times in the past year, and his light weapons are not weaker than the empire, this person's heart has been extremely inflated, and it is normal to look down on the imperial army."

The adjutant on the side nodded and took over the words of his captain.

"So, gentlemen."

Pulling out the katana and raising it high, the blade pointed directly at Yang Village, Oshima Kan looked around at the five squadron leaders beside him, and said in an arrogant tone: "Let's tell Li Yunlong what is the true strength of the Imperial Japanese Army." ”

"Hey."

Many squadron leaders nodded in unison.

"Start attacking."

Oshima's Suga katana fell down heavily and slashed hard at the table, slicing the dilapidated table in two.

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The artillery bombarded the infantry and the infantry rushed after the artillery bombardment.

The tactics of the little devils are the same as always.

The first wave of attack was launched by the devil artillery, and the six mountain guns fired a steady stream of shells at the Yangcun position at a rate of twelve rounds per minute.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

From time to time, shells fell, and with the sound of explosions, the shock wave splashed a puff of dirt and spread outward.

This time, the little devil put the ruler on the area where the devil squad that attacked yesterday was ambushed, that is, the first line of fortifications of the first battalion, intending to completely destroy the position of the first battalion.

The power of the 75 mountain artillery shells is actually not very strong, and the explosion power alone is not as good as the 82 mortar shells filled with Black Sorkin from Boss Chen, and the density of twelve shells for one minute is far inferior to the intensive mortar shooting.

However, mountain artillery shells with high muzzle velocity and low falling angles are much more powerful than mortars in damaging positions.

Those sturdy multi-storey civil engineering fortifications could withstand the bombardment of the 75 mountain artillery, but the exposed trenches, foxholes, and light machine gun improvised firing positions could not stop the bombardment of the 75 guns.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the first battalion were hiding in the anti-artillery holes behind, and there were not many casualties.

Then, the rate of fire of the Little Devil Mountain artillery became faster and faster, and the accuracy became higher and higher, and at first there were shells flying a few hundred meters away from Yangcun, but after a few minutes, the shells almost completely covered the forward bunkers of the first battalion.

The little devils of the permanent divisions and regiments, the strength of the artillery is not covered.

"Attack..."

Yang Murayama looked at the watch in his hand, Kotaro Ito waved the katana in his hand and ordered the troops to attack.

Under his order, more than 100 devils, along the mountain road, bent over, opened a sparse skirmish line, and launched an attack on Yang Village, at this time the shells were still falling far away in Yang Village, and the smoke from the explosion had covered the entire position.

The first wave of the attack was launched by a squadron of the Shouxian Brigade, which was responsible for attracting enemy fire and directing the artillery squadron to eliminate it. The essence is that it is also cannon fodder, and this work is naturally carried out by the squadron in Shou County.

However, not long after this group of little devils set off, several devils stepped on a mine planted by a battalion overnight and were directly blown up.

"Idiot."

"Just because there were no landmines yesterday means there are no landmines today?"

Seeing this scene, Kotaro Ito scolded.

Fortunately, only a few devils were killed, which was not much for a squadron of devils, and the troops continued to attack, and when these devils reached half the distance, only more than 400 meters from the position of the independent regiment, the shelling suddenly stopped.

"Awesome..."

Seeing this scene, Kotaro Ito was unconsciously amazed.

The artillery of the permanent division is really powerful, if it is replaced by his brigade····· Oh, his brigade is a second-line brigade, only infantry artillery, not qualified to equip mountain artillery.

Even if it's a squad, it's not eligible.

"Long live the locust..."

As soon as the artillery stopped, the squadron leader led the team to launch a surprise attack with his troops.

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"The devil is coming up soon."

"Hurry up and get into position."

At the same time that the shells had just stopped, the second company of the first battalion, which was placed on the first position, quickly entered the position at the urging of the company commander.

As a company commander, an elite veteran of at least two years or more, he has fought dozens of battles with devils, he knows very well the devil's routine, as long as the devil attacks, within a few minutes after the artillery bombardment, the infantry will rush up, if the response is not timely, it is likely that the position will be occupied directly.

However, when he saw the devastated position bombarded, the company commander couldn't help but be stunned.

"Dog's day little devil."

The second company commander scolded and scolded.

The destruction of the position by the devil artillery was beyond his expectations.

Due to the lack of materials, the positions of the independent regiment were all civil bunkers, wrapped in a layer of sandbags, and the defensive power was limited, and the ability to resist artillery bombardment was insufficient, which the company commander had long expected, and he also tried to leave room when digging bunkers.

But it was also very badly damaged, especially the communication trenches, foxholes and other bunkers, which were blown to pieces, and most of them were covered and buried by the soil blown out by the shells.

It was the result of a shell hitting the edge of the trench directly.

This time the little devil's shelling seems to be more ferocious than the previous ones... The company commander muttered in his heart.

"Company commander, the little devil is here."

At this time, the sentry at the front shouted: "We are only three hundred meters away." ”

"The squads went into position."

"Listen to my orders and then fire."

Carefully glanced at the position in front of him, although it was destroyed and fragmented, and the role of the position was greatly reduced, the overall structure was still there and could still be used. Moreover, the three main civil forts are still intact, some of the deep trenches are still intact, and the salient is still intact.

Tightening the shell gun in his hand, the company commander did not have the slightest panic in his heart.

Today's independent regiment is the same as the previous unit that lacked guns and ammunition.

Following the order of the company commander, the soldiers of the ten squads of his company, under the command of the squad leader, each looked for a usable cover, or some soldiers directly carried a shovel and dug out the cover covered by the dirt.

When the devil reached a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, the company commander gave the order to open fire.

Dadada····

For a while, there was a loud burst of gunfire, and a dense rain of bullets enveloped the front of the position, and the bullets hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dirt and debris.

But the little devils are not covered, even if it is a second-line division, the quality of individual soldiers is not bad at all, while the first battalion fires, a group of devils who are charging are either lying on the spot, or a rolling into the back of a stone or mound of dirt to hide, the original devil skirmish line is very open, plus dodging in time, only a few devils were hit, and the number of casualties is in single digits.

It's completely different from last night's recruits.

At the same time, several grenadiers in the devil's team quietly removed the grenades from their waists, staring at the flaming machine guns in the distance, operating the grenadiers in their hands, and after a few seconds, several 50mm grenades drew an arc and shot at the front or side positions.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

The grenade grenade exploded in the forward position of the first battalion, and although it was far less powerful than the mountain artillery, it also muted more than half of the dozen machine guns. Only the machine guns in the three civil forts were still firing.

This is not to be hit, and after fighting with the little devil for so long, it is impossible for the machine gunner not to be on guard against the grenadier that is the most threatening to them, and after the first magazine is fired, all the machine gunners will move at the same time, so that the little devil grenadier will blow up lonely.

But this wave of grenadiers still did not win enough cover for the little devils.

The devils who had been hiding came out of the temporary bunkers one after another, carrying the 38 big covers, and launched an attack again. Several crooked machine guns also took the opportunity to begin to suppress the forward positions.

Dadada····

The barrage of bullets retracted several rising machine-gun crews into their positions. And because of the serious damage to the position, coupled with the fire of the devil infantry from time to time, some machine gun crews also moved a lot slower.

For a time, the devil forward quickly advanced to a distance of less than 100 meters from the position of the second company.

Although the machine guns in the three fortresses were still firing, the firepower of the three machine guns was not enough to suppress more than a hundred devils, and the fire of the rifles was limited in the face of the devils who were flexible in their positions.

But even so, the little devils still paid a lot of price, and at least nearly twenty devils fell under the guns of the second company.

It was a condescending fire, a pre-prepared position, and even a side-fire from the salient position, even if most of it was suppressed by grenadiers, but it should not be underestimated.

Boom Boom...

As soon as the little devil approached a hundred meters, the three 60 mortars at the rear of the position opened fire, and dozens of 60 mortars exploded in the devil formation, and the fragments scattered at high speed made even the largest skirmish squadron of devils suffer casualties of nearly ten devils.

However, to the surprise of the commander of the second company, as soon as the mortar fired, the devils in front of the position retreated backwards in an uproar, which was faster than the attack, and the grenadiers also fired a few smoke grenades to cover.

Stunned, he suddenly reacted with rich combat experience, the devil was going to shell.

"Leave the position and return to the anti-artillery hole."

At the same moment, on the 60 mortar artillery position of the fire company behind the position, Zhang Dabiao's order was also received:

"Shift positions, the little devils are going to shell."

However, both of them miscalculated this time, not because they miscalculated the devil's actions, but because they miscalculated the devil's speed, and the little devil's attacking troops withdrew three hundred meters, and the little devil's artillery opened fire.

The powerful mountain artillery shells landed precisely on the forward positions and the positions of the artillery positions of the original fire company.

The fire company acted quickly, and the artillery did not suffer losses, but the position of the second company was relatively large, and the artillery fire of the devils was relatively fierce, and two machine gun crews and a dozen or so fighters were shrouded in artillery fire because they did not retreat in time.

"Fuck..."

In a dark castle in Yang Village, Zhang Dabiao held a telescope, looked at the mountain peak more than four kilometers away from Yang Village, and slammed his fist on the table.

Originally, the second company had the advantage, but after the devil artillery came for a while, the casualties on both sides were unexpectedly equal.

That mountain peak is much higher than Yang Village, and the devil can easily observe Yang Village, as soon as his mortar fires, the devil can know the location, and the condescending artillery is more accurate.

"It's up to the artillery company."

Zhang Dabiao narrowed his eyes.

The little devil's condescending artillery fire, if it is not solved, then this time, even if he can hold on, he will suffer heavy casualties and will not be able to launch a counterattack.

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In a mountain col fifteen miles away from Yang Village.

At the same time as they heard the Devil's Mountain cannon fire, the troops that had been hiding here set off.

There were two teams, each of which went along a different route, but the destination was the same, heading straight for the Little Devil's Mountain Artillery Position.

The deputy commander of the artillery company carried two 82 mortars, and the commander of the fire company carried one 82 mortar, and under the camel of several large mules, the two teams marched extremely fast, and even the rugged mountain roads were comparable to running marches.