The shelling continues.

On the top of the hill marked as No. 4 Height, the Japanese artillery was busy in an orderly manner, and the fireworks of the six 41-type mountain guns lined up in a row flickered one after another, and one shell after another rose into the sky, cutting an arc in the sky, and then falling at high speed towards the position of the independent regiment.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

Successive explosions and fireballs, billowing gunpowder smoke scattered along with the shock wave, blowing up the position in all directions, rolling up a canopy of tumbling dirt and gravel...

"Hurry up, go into the artillery hole."

While shouting and directing the soldiers to avoid the shelling, the commander of the second company jumped into the deep fort behind him with a swoop, because of the shock wave brought by the shell, he entered in a posture facing the ground, so he gnawed a mouthful of mud.

The deep fort has several layers of civil engineering structure, which can resist the 75 mountain cannons of the devils.

Phew...

Spit out a mouth full of mud, looked back at the position that was still being shelled, and found that only half of the soldiers in his company were shrouded in devil artillery fire, and the rest were still under artillery fire.

"The little devil raised by the son of a bitch."

"This feud has been recorded."

He swore in his heart that in the future, if he seized the opportunity to touch the devil's artillery position, he would blow up all the devil's artillery, and then cut off the devil's artilleryman's head as a night pot.

"Company commander, this time the little devil artillery is really fucking powerful."

Looking at the position shrouded in explosions in the distance, a platoon commander on the side spoke with horror.

I've been fighting with the little devil for so long, and I've been bombarded by the little devil's cannon I don't know how many times, but today's devil cannon is more accurate and faster than the one encountered before, and of course, the firepower is also more fierce.

He calculated in his heart that the density of the devil's artillery fire had reached more than twenty rounds per minute.

This is a mountain artillery, not a Type 92 infantry gun.

"This attack on us is the Devil's Permanent Division, that is, the Devil's A Division, can it be ordinary?"

Lowering his head and avoiding the shock wave of the shells that swept through the observation port, the commander of the second company smacked his mouth.

He spoke loudly.

Because the devil ran and the cannon fire exploded in his head, the voice of the voice was difficult to hear even the people around him. And with the vibration caused by the shells, the deep fort was not covered with dense debris of earth.

"It turned out to be the devil's elite..."

Shaking the crumbs of dirt on his head, the questioning platoon commander licked his lips and spoke in an excited tone.

In the case of devils, the political commissar will popularize it to the soldiers of the independent regiment every once in a while, so he knows the classification of devils very well. A division group, the most powerful devil in the division of devils.

It's elite.

But didn't the regiment commander say it?

It's the elite who fights, and it's not fun to fight if it's not the elite.

"You go and count the casualties."

At this time, the devil's artillery fire began to shift backwards, and the dense shells fell in Yang Village, blowing up a large number of houses, and there were many fewer shells falling on the frontline positions.

The anti-artillery holes of the second company were all close, and the data was quickly counted.

"Thirteen warriors didn't come back."

The platoon commander's answer made the second company commander's pupils shrink.

If you don't come back, it's either a sacrifice or a serious injury, and the probability of sacrifice is very high, with such intensive shelling by the devils, there is no third possibility.

These thirteen fighters, plus the fighters who had been killed and wounded before, have suffered more than twenty casualties in the battle so far. That's nearly one-fifth of his company.

And how long has the battle begun?

"Company commander, the devil is coming up again."

An observation post soldier shouted.

"Take the situation here at high speed, battalion commander."

"The rest, follow me to the battlefield."

The company commander changed the magazine for his shell gun, then touched a row of spare bullets on his waist, and shouted: "All enter the position, bring more grenades." ”

After speaking, the commander of the second company himself also rushed out of the deep fort and copied a box of grenades.

Carrying the ammunition box, looking at the devils who bent over in the distance and hid their bodies behind the cover, as well as the corpses of the devils on the battlefield, the second company commander sighed in his heart.

It's a tough battle!

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"The second company has more than 20 casualties now?"

The news of the second company was transmitted to Zhang Dabiao's ears, which also made him feel horrified.

Now half an hour has not passed before the devil's attack begins.

Moreover, this is during the Great War, the casualties counted at this time, only the seriously wounded and sacrificed, both the number of people was reduced, and the lightly wounded were fighting with guns on their shoulders, and there was no time to count, and the wounded would not report themselves.

"If you don't replace the second company, we'll go up."

The commander of a battalion and a company on the side clenched his fists, and his tone was anxious and impatient.

The casualties of more than 20 people, that is, the attrition of more than 20 people, and a company is only a little more than 100 people, which is equivalent to one-fifth of the attrition rate, which is not a small number.

According to the regulations of the troops, one-third of the casualties were to be withdrawn for repair.

"After the devil is repelled this wave, you can go back again."

"This battle has just begun."

Zhang Dabiao looked at the new devil with a solemn look.

This group of devils, the same straggler line formation, but the offensive action is more rapid, the body is pulled very low, and the time of exposure is shorter, and behind the devil team, there is a Type 92 infantry gun to follow the march, and the machine guns equipped are all crutches.

Obviously, the newly attacking devils are the devil soldiers of the A Division.

"But, if it goes on like this..."

The commander of the first company was a little anxious.

In the first wave of the devil's attack this time, the second company lost one-fifth of its personnel, and if it goes on like this, if it happens again, the second company will lose more than half of its personnel, and it will basically lose its combat effectiveness. Although the devil's losses are not small, after all, the firepower of the independent regiment today is extraordinary, and the mortar is a sharp weapon for defense, but the devils who attacked this time are far more sufficient than the first battalion.

"At the beginning, when encountering such fierce firepower, it is normal to suffer a little loss, and it will be good to wait for the second company to adapt."

Zhang Dabiao looked deeply.

In a war, how can there be no casualties, let alone such a battle in which the strength and firepower are inferior.

The independent regiment used to fight against the second-line devil brigade, even if it occasionally fought with the first-line division, it was a sneak attack or ambush, and there was no time for the devils to prepare.

But as the battle progressed, the troops got used to the rhythm of the devil's artillery fire, and the casualties could go down.

"Okay."

Gritting his teeth, the company commander also knew it in his heart.

Today, in the face of the attack of a full-fledged battalion of a division of the first division, it is necessary to hold on for a whole day, and the first battalion will face an unprecedented vicious battle.

"It's a pity."

Looking at the three deep trenches in the distance that were lined up in the midst of artillery fire, Zhang Dabiao sighed: "The heavy machine gun can't be used this time, otherwise the little devil won't be so easy to attack." ”

If you can put the heavy machine guns that have just arrived in these three fortresses that resist the direct bombardment of the little devils, you don't have to put them all, just pick one for each of the two fortresses, and then dig some small bunkers around the perimeter, put some light machine guns to help protect the flanks, and form a cross fire, with the power of the heavy machine guns that can break the cover, the two can completely close the mountain road in front of Yang Village, and the little devils don't think about it so easily.

The casualties of the devils are twice as high as they are now.

Zhang Dabiao thought about it, and the new devil in the distance had already exchanged hands with the second company.

As soon as he made contact, Erlian could clearly perceive the difference between these devils.

Although the number of troops was reduced by one-fifth, the firepower loss of the second company was not large, after all, today's independent regiment is already a class with machine guns, and there are enough bullets to fight casually.

But these devils, very flexible, during the attack, always choose the machine gun fire to stop the intermittent charge, but also at the same time there is light machine gun cover, although the attack speed is slow, but also in the non-stop advancement, especially the grenadier devils, than the previous attack of the Shou County local brigade hit several grades, less than three minutes of fighting, there is a machine gun knocked out by the grenadier.

With the help of bunkers, the casualties of the second company were a little higher than those of the devils when the firepower was not much different.

"You go and prepare."

"After this gang of devils fights, you will go up."

Zhang Dabiao said to a company commander beside him.

"Yes."

The commander of the first company gave a military salute and left.

Subsequently, Zhang Dabiao said to the artillery of the firepower company that remained: "The devil's Type 92 is about to come up, you immediately prepare artillery support, you can't let them fire the cannon casually, pay attention to timely transfer, the little devil artillery will definitely be staring at you, and beware of the opponent's Type 92 infantry artillery." ”

Type 92 is an infantry gun, mainly flat fire, Yangcun is on the hillside, and the power of flat fire guns is not very strong in the back, but Type 92 can also be projectile, and it can also be used as a mortar.

"Yes."

The deputy commander of the fire company nodded, and quickly went to organize artillery support.

With the addition of a battalion of mortars and the devil's 92 type, the battle quickly entered a white heat, and the casualties on both sides rose sharply.

The remaining machine gun bunkers in the front-line positions could not resist the direct fire of the Type 92, several salient bunkers were directly destroyed, and the Type 92 shooters hiding behind the artillery shields were not afraid of machine gun fire, as for the 60 mortars, they were intimidated by the threat of the Devil's Mountain Artillery, coupled with the disadvantage of accuracy, so that they were not much of a threat to the concealed Type 92, and more forced the Type 92 to maneuver, weaken its firepower, or kill and injure the Devil Infantry.

However, this time in the attack, the devils have not been able to break through the first position.

After the devils approached the position, the commander of the second company personally organized a wave of counterattack, first smashed the devils with a rain of grenades, and then under the cover of mortars, used machine guns to force the devils back and ate more than a dozen devils.

After the end of this battle, more than half of the casualties of the 2nd Company, a total of 110 men, were killed, more than 30 of them were killed, dozens of people were seriously wounded, more than one-third of the personnel were reduced, and one-half of the soldiers of the whole company lost their combat effectiveness, which shows the cruelty of the battle.

Of course, such casualties also have something to do with the last wave of counterattacks of the second company.

At this time, it was only more than an hour before the battle began, and the devils only launched two small attacks.

"Let's go back to the position at the back of the village and take the wounded to the hospital."

The commander of the second company covered his arm, in the counterattack battle just now, his arm was injured by the fragments of the grenadier grenade, fortunately it was only a cut, but this hand was still useless for a few days.

"Next, the devil will be handed over to you to entertain."

With the remaining hand, he patted the shoulder of the first company commander, and the second company commander ran to the hospital.

Although it is a small injury, he has to go to disinfect it quickly, he doesn't want to be infected, in case his arm can't be saved, then how can he fight devils in the future!

"Haha, look at me."

The commander of the first company smiled and took over the position with his troops.

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Yamashita.

Oshima Suga's face was very ugly.

The first wave of the attack was cannon fodder for the second-line brigade, and it was normal that the enemy's defensive positions could not be penetrated, and it was originally for the artillery to attract the enemy's firepower to be exposed, which he could understand.

Although he didn't even touch the edge of the opponent's position, he was quite surprised.

This is also acceptable, after all, cannon fodder.

But.

A full-fledged squadron of his A Division launched a second wave of attacks, but it also failed to break through the opponent's first line of position, and also carried a 92-type coordinated attack, but still failed to break the position.

Although approaching the opposing position, what is the use of that? Haven't you been driven back yet?

It made him furious.

From the telescope, you can see that the enemy has prepared several defensive positions, intending to defend with him, two attacks, and even the opponent's first line of defense has not been able to break through, so when will this occupy the station of the independent regiment?

Two days?

Or three days?

How much imperial army does this have to lose?

But Oshima Kan, who had been watching the battle, had to admit that the group of enemies in front of him was the strongest Republic of China force he had encountered. So far, there is not a single one.

It was much stronger than the Central Army he had fought before.

It's not just firepower, although this group of troops has a lot of firepower, it's only at the same level as the imperial army's light weapons.

It's not just about being brave enough to die.

Fighting all the way, he has seen more people from the Republic of China who are not afraid of death, and those who dare to charge to the death with grenades are the only ones who take people.

This unit is more of an offensive consciousness.

Anytime, anywhere, ready to attack.

In the last wave of attack, the attacking squadron striker approached the edge of the enemy's position, and the enemy used dense grenades to counterattack, so that the striker had to retreat, and he could continue to attack after a little rest, but the opponent took the opportunity to mix the two sides together, and actually concentrated his forces, suddenly launched a counter-charge, and caught the attacking squadron off guard, with the help of mortar fire, inserted into the formation, cut a detachment of imperial troops, and then surrounded and eaten.

This was completely unexpected, and by the time the attacking squadron reacted, there was no one left of the encircled detachment.

In the end, he had to choose to retreat.

"Report to the captain."

The retreating squadron leader reported the casualties, and his head was very low: "My squadron suffered fifty-three casualties, including thirty Yu Crushed martyrs, please allow me to attack again, this time I will definitely ·····"

Before he finished speaking, the squadron leader was slapped directly in the face.

Fortunately, after all, he is the squadron leader who often leads the charge of the troops, the combat personnel, the physique is tough, and he does not move at all after a slap, and he still makes a loud 'hi' in his mouth.

"Yaga..."

This casualty figure made Oshima Kan directly lose control, dissatisfied with the slap, and kicked the squadron leader directly with his backhand.

From the moment the detachment was bitten off, he knew that the casualties must be not small, but he didn't expect it to be so big. Fifty-three casualties and thirty jade crushes, which almost reimbursed an infantry squad in one attack.

"Next, the 3rd Squadron will continue the attack..."

Oshima Suga's face was gloomy.

This group of enemies was much more difficult to deal with than he expected, no wonder Li Yunlong dared to stay and hold on.

Boom Boom Boom ·····

As soon as the devils retreated, and before they even left the range of the machine guns of the first battalion, the artillery positions of the devils in the distance opened fire again, and the dense shells continued to fall into Yang Village, and houses were blown down and trenches were blown up.

Even though the entire battalion was hiding in the anti-artillery hole, several fighters died because the shells fell too close and were swept away by shrapnel.

Then, the artillery fire gradually stopped, and the devil's new attack began...

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Before the third wave of devils approached, that is, two hours after the devils launched an attack, the commander of the fire company and the deputy commander of the artillery company arrived within three kilometers of the artillery position of the devils with three 82 mortars.

Almost simultaneously, the two directed the fighters to begin assembling the mortar.