"This grandson still has the mentality to mess with others." Liao Mingyu in the trench shook his head and laughed: "Ayi! How is the arrangement of the troops?"
"Captain, don't worry, the fourth battalion is ready." Ayi replied immediately.
"Well, the guard battalion will be responsible for the main attack later, and the fourth battalion will support from the side. After two more battles, the new recruits will adapt."
Ayi smiled. The fourth battalion had some minor problems when attacking the second defense position. Several recruits were so frightened that they turned around and ran back. Fortunately, their company commander discovered it early and rewarded each of them with a reward. Peanuts.
Ayi also blamed himself for this. In fact, the Fourth Battalion was composed mostly of new recruits like the Third Battalion, but he did not have Chen Jize's ability to train these raw melons and eggs until they screamed. The overall combat effectiveness of the Fourth Battalion was very different from that of the Third Battalion. Far.
At this moment, Yu Xiaoqing also arrived at the front line. He immediately found Liao Mingyu to discuss the next attack.
"Captain Liao, I'm sorry I'm late." Yu Xiaoqing felt very ashamed. Bringing people here now felt a bit like grabbing the fruits of victory, although he was not to blame for this matter.
"It's okay. Don't be afraid of being late after a good meal. I can guess what Commander Zhong is doing." Liao Mingyu put down the binoculars and said pointedly. Although he only met Zhong Bin once, the latter's temperament was beyond him. It has been figured out to some extent.
Sigh... Yu Xiaoqing was noncommittal and changed the topic with a slight sigh: "I brought two regiments here. When can we launch an attack?"
"Wait a minute, there's no need to worry about closing the door and beating the dog."
"What are you waiting for?"
Yu Xiaoqing was greatly confused. Logically speaking, the Japanese reinforcements were rushing towards Nantianmen at a very fast speed, and the battle should be decided quickly. Otherwise, when their reinforcements arrived, the situation would be difficult to predict.
"Haha, I'm waiting for them." Liao Mingyu smiled mysteriously and pointed to the sky above his head.
…
"Li Wula, the food is cold. If you don't want to eat it, I will."
At the Jiqipo artillery position, Krupp sat on the gun stand, pulling food from the bowl. His fat hands were still wrapped with gauze, and the skin on his palms was worn out by operating the artillery for a long time.
"Damn Fatty, how many shells do we have left?" Li Liansheng was holding a telescope to nervously observe the situation on the other side.
"There are still 63 rounds of 105, only 26 rounds of 155, and a few white phosphorus bombs." Krupp said without raising his head. He remembered the number of shells exactly.
"Damn, it's not even half the base. We have to stop after this round of artillery fire." Li Liansheng said worriedly.
Krupp thought about the same reason, and instantly felt that the food in his hand no longer tasted good. He looked at the ground in confusion and thought about what to do about this problem.
"By the way, aren't there a dozen 120mm mortars in the warehouse at the Zhendong camp? You can pull them over."
Li Liansheng slapped his thigh and thought of this. Those idle heavy mortars could just come in handy.
"No, the distance is too far. The 120-meter gun can only hit halfway up the mountain, and the top of the mountain is out of reach." Krupp immediately rejected his idea.
"What the hell should I do? Isn't this a fool?"
Li Liansheng walked around anxiously. At this moment, there was a sudden roar of airplanes in the sky. Looking up... six fighter jets emerged from the clouds and were flying towards the Nantianmen.
"Batalion Commander! Battalion Commander! News from the front line, let us fire immediately." The liaison soldier behind hurriedly came to report.
Krupp jumped off the shelf instantly, ran to the gun position and opened the ammunition box without eating.
"All artillery in position!"
…
12:23pm.
The Sichuan Army's last artillery shells hit the Japanese three-defense position, and the artillery of the Yu Division was not to be outdone. All artillery fire on the entire east coast was fully opened. It can be said that this was the highest density of shelling since the war.
The little Japanese position was completely covered by countless artillery shells in an instant. The firepower was so intensive that two or three artillery shells hit the same impact point at the same time, and a deafening explosion resounded through the sky.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Although the Japanese army's three-story main fort is not afraid of large-caliber artillery attacks, those small machine fortresses are not that hard. They can be torn apart by being hit by several artillery shells in succession.
The several communication trenches connecting the main fortress group have been changed beyond recognition, as if they have been plowed by iron rakes. If a person is directly hit by a 155 howitzer, nothing will be left, and only a huge crater a few meters wide will be left on the spot. .
"call out……"
The shelling that lasted for 10 minutes gradually stopped, and a flare with bright red smoke suddenly appeared in the sky.
"Come on!"
"Sichuan Legion, kill!"
The hillside is boiling! The soldiers, led by their respective company platoon leaders, launched a fearless charge towards the Japanese positions!
"Continue to fire mortars, Cui Yong! The heavy machine gun company maintains fire suppression, the second and third companies are covering, and the first and fourth companies are charging for me!"
Meng Fangli raised his arms and shouted, and at the same time, a battalion located in the direction of the tree fort, like the tigers descending from the mountain, fiercely rushed towards the main fort group.
Because of the addition of Master Yu, Liao Mingyu decisively asked the fourth battalion, which had no experience in attacking fortifications, to withdraw from the battlefield. The terrain on the hilltop is limited, and it is impossible for thousands of troops to fully deploy, so the skirmish line is not wide but the intervals are long.
The guard battalion with the strongest combat effectiveness is still in the center, with the two battalions of the Third Regiment of the Yu Division on both wings advancing steadily, and the reserve team in the rear is ready to follow up and support at any time.
"Ha, press Ku, press Ku! Everyone enters the position and fight back immediately!"
"Infantry artillery fire!"
The Japanese soldiers quickly emerged from the tunnel, and countless heads suddenly appeared on the originally empty three-defense position. 92 heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, 37 anti-tank guns, 92 infantry guns... The little devils used all the heavy weapons at their disposal to desperately block the Sichuan Army soldiers who rushed towards them.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Although the heavy artillery stopped, the 60 and 81 support mortars of the Sichuan Army continued to fire at the Japanese positions. The two heavy machine gun companies arranged by Liao Mingyu on the second defense kept shooting forward. The M2 heavy machine gun was terrifying. The barrage was suppressed so that the enemy did not dare to show up.
"puff!"
"Thump thump thump thump thump thump...!"
The battle became intense from the beginning. Both sides were fighting desperately. The attacking soldiers fell one after another, but more comrades rushed forward one after another.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"
"Whoosh...whoosh"
However, the Japanese army had to be attacked by fire from both ends. Often a soldier would only have time to fire two shots before being beaten beyond recognition by a rain of bullets. Only those strong permanent bunkers could survive this dense barrage.
The soldiers in the guard camp were under the greatest pressure. They had to face the fire from those machine gun fortresses. The charging distance of more than 100 meters was like the road to purgatory. The Japanese guns and cannons were the life-threatening ghosts. Countless soldiers fell unwillingly. In a pool of blood.
"Spread out among the groups and don't stop rushing forward!"
A squad leader held a submachine gun and fired a magazine at the firing hole of the bunker in front. The soldiers continued to move forward in a three-by-three group formation.
Seeing that there were still 50 meters to go, the squad leader's eyes lit up and he shouted back: "Er Dou! Knock down that bunker for me!"
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