"Avoid the artillery." The Japanese artillery battalion captain yelled and ran. He really couldn't understand how they could determine their specific location without any test firing on Tubal Road.
This is the point of nostalgia and warmth and horror. On a normal battlefield, such a small artillery battle occurs only after the artillery position is discovered.
First conduct a test fire, wait for the observer in front to report the impact point, and then adjust the parameters. There may be two or three test fires, and finally all fires will be fired.
And this time is the time for the opponent's artillery to move. It depends on who moves faster, but the calculation methods of Reminiscence and Warmth are too scary.
They were able to clearly determine the specific location of the artillery position, completely canceling the test firing link, and blindly fired without observers.
How could the Japanese artillerymen accept this!
With just one salvo, the Japanese artillerymen were almost killed, but the shelling did not stop. After the Eighth Route Army's three rounds of shelling,
It was almost impossible to find a complete mountain cannon in the entire Japanese artillery position, not to mention any living people.
Matsumoto watched helplessly as the three rounds of artillery bombardment on Tubal Road ended, and quickly called the communications troops.
"Go to the artillery position immediately to determine our losses, quickly!"
After speaking, Matsumoto trembled and took out a cigarette to light it.
The Japs' communications troops had not returned yet, but the Eighth Route Army's artillery bombardment came. It turned out that the Wen Gu brothers and sisters and the artillery battalion had already adjusted the parameters.
Directly aimed the muzzle at Matsumoto's remaining two brigades.
"call out………."
The familiar voice made the Japs tremble in their hearts. "To avoid the artillery fire," the Japs frantically looked for cover on the crowded mountain road.
Matsumoto knew that Tubal Road had artillery, after all, Asai told him before he died, but he believed that these Tubal Road artillery shells were limited, otherwise they would not have retreated so cleanly.
So the two Japanese brigades were walking together very densely on the mountain road, and now the Eighth Route Army's artillery shells fell, directly blowing the Japanese into the sky.
Hu Changshun and the soldiers on the Eighth Route Army position looked at the Japanese soldiers flying everywhere in the distance, and they were very happy. They finally let the Japanese know what it was like to be shot.
After 15 minutes of shelling, the Japanese casualties were very heavy. The barrels of the infantry guns of the third regiment's artillery battalion were all red. Hu Changshun stopped when he saw the shelling.
"French bugler, blow the charge bugle, all bayonets are fixed and charge for me!"
The familiar loud and exciting charge horn sounded. At this moment, whether you are a veteran or a recruit who is going to the battlefield for the first time,
They all jumped out of the trenches and rushed toward the Japanese with roars.
Matsumoto got up in disgrace and looked at the Japanese corpses next to the bomb craters. His face turned pale. Chief of Staff Sakai took Matsumoto's arm and shouted anxiously:
"Lord Zuo, run quickly, Tubalu's attack is coming soon!"
After the shelling just now, everyone's ears were not working very well. Of course, Matsumoto did not hear what Sakai said clearly, but he understood the meaning.
"Sakai-kun, you take the rest of the people and turn in, I will lead the people to stop you!"
Yusuke Sakai heard a little bit, and he became anxious, "Come here, take His Excellency Colonel away!" The guards of the wing headquarters took Matsumoto and ran away.
The Wen Gu brothers and sisters rushed over when the shelling stopped. They were far behind the soldiers of the third regiment, but they were able to arrive at the battlefield almost at the same time.
Dakui and Xu Baichuan behind them ran out of energy halfway through with their guard squad.
"Kill"
The soldiers of the third regiment were as powerful as a rainbow, and they rushed towards the Japanese like tigers descending a mountain, because the Japanese did not even have decent trenches when they first arrived.
The soldiers rushed directly into the group of Japs. The more than 1,700 Eighth Route Army faced the Japs who had been killed and injured by artillery shells. They had no disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Moreover, after learning the stabbing method taught by Wen Gu, they directly dealt with a Japanese in a group of three. Two people held the Japanese bayonet, and one person stabbed, which was very lethal.
After Wen Gu's brother and sister rushed in, the Japanese were even more frightened. The two of them were like killers with no affection, holding two knives and harvesting as they walked.
Sakai led Matsumoto and the remaining 500 or so Japanese soldiers and rushed out towards the road. As long as they passed the three hills, there would be trucks outside, and they could quickly return to Xiangcheng.
Just when Matsumoto and Sakai brought the remaining people to Sandaogang, Wang Dali shouted,
"Hit me and leave no one alive!"
"Da da da………."
The powerful firepower of the semi-automatic rifle was finally exposed at this moment. The tongues of fire on the position caught Matsumoto, who rushed out in a hurry, unprepared.
"Baga, dodge, dodge quickly!"
It's a pity that his words were not as fast as the bullets. "Mom, I want to go home." The Japanese who couldn't escape was wounded on the ground.
The little devil who came to Yanhuang for the first time was stunned by this terrifying attack.
Under the protection of the guards, Matsumoto hid behind a stone. His face was extremely ugly. What he heard in his ears was completely different from the 38-year-old Gai who stopped shooting once. Instead, he heard continuous gunshots.
I couldn't help shouting exaggeratedly: "Where did these new weapons from Tubal Road come from? Immediately report to the commander of the Wu Chuannan Division. Even if I die, I will show my worth!"
When Sakai heard this, he looked around for a long time and said frustratedly, "Your Excellency, Captain, our communications team did not come out with us. They must have been loyal to the empire now!"
"Nani?" Matsumoto asked in disbelief with his eyes widened.
"The communications team has been following me, why didn't they rush out with me?"
"Your Excellency, Captain, don't dwell on this issue now. Let's think about how we can rush out!"
Matsumoto sat down on the ground and said in frustration: "Get out? This is the burial place of my Matsumoto United!"
The Third Regiment, led by Hu Changshun, chased over quickly. He thought the Japs would run away, but suddenly heard the gunshots from the guard regiment and knew that the Japs were blocked.
"Hurry up, the guard group has blocked the Japs' way out. If you run slower, the Japs will be killed!" Hu Changshun shouted with a red face.
In less than half an hour, the remaining members of Matsumoto's regiment were completely wiped out under attacks from both front and rear. Hu Changshun took Wang Dali's hand and said kindly,
"Old Wang, thank you, otherwise these devils would have escaped!"
Wang Dali was also very happy. He had never fought such a comfortable battle before, "Old Hu, I don't dare to take credit. This was all arranged by small reasons. They are the biggest contributors!"
"Yeah, I thought this was a tough battle. Who knew their cannons were so powerful!"
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The communications team was busy, constantly receiving telegrams from all parties.
"Old Wen, the Japs are advancing too fast. Neither the First Regiment nor the Second Regiment can withstand it. The Japs use poison gas bombs in unison. There is no news from the Third Regiment yet.
I wonder if they escaped the gas bomb attack? "
