At the Japanese forward command post, Sato observed the situation on the mountain with a telescope with great interest.
"Yoshi, the position is almost empty. It seems they don't have many gas masks. Order the Kawashima Brigade to follow the assault team and occupy the enemy position for me as soon as the smoke dissipates!"
"Hi."
Now there are only dozens of Chinese people on Nantianmen who are still fighting back. The others are either killed by gas bombs or retreating with the large troops.
Sato smiled confidently. How could the enemy not retreat under such a wide range of special bomb attacks?
This is indeed the case. This wave of poison gas bombs directly caused the death of more than 2,000 soldiers of Yu Division, and more than 1,000 people lost their combat effectiveness, leaving the entire anti-slope position no longer defenseable.
There was a squadron of Japanese troops wearing protective clothing in the lead. They had now entered the first line of defense and were continuing to advance towards the second line of defense on the hillside.
Not far away, the 146th Regiment also entered Heshun Town. Although there were still more than a thousand Chinese people resisting, their defeat was a foregone conclusion.
Judging from this trend, there should be no problem in conquering the top of the mountain today. By then, as long as Heshun Town is cleared, we can take down the entire Nantianmen with the 146th Regiment in one go.
"Haha, the Chinese are just like that. I really don't know what that guy Takeuchi did. More than 6,000 people can't hold a fortress."
Sato said to himself with emotion, his words full of contempt and disdain for Takeuchi. He looked down on Takeuchi who came from a poor family, and felt that if he were to guard Nantianmen, he would never let him take a step forward.
Look, the chapter of the empire still has to be written by us orthodox nobles, and those humble guys can just do the soy sauce on the side.
Sato is also considered to be from a prominent family in the island country, and he is also a top student in the military, so he has always looked at people with his nose above his head, but I have to say that this beast does have some abilities.
On the domestic battlefield, the 114th Regiment led by him had defeated many Chinese armies without ever being defeated. He was one of the butchers stained with the blood of innocent Chinese people in the Nanjing Massacre that shocked China and foreign countries.
"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"
Just when Sato was feeling proud, bursts of gunfire suddenly erupted from the originally quiet Nantianmen position. He didn't see clearly where the enemy was coming from, and it was as strange as appearing out of thin air on the position.
"What's going on? Are there Chinese people on that position?"
Sato picked up his telescope and observed. Through the poisonous gas that had not yet dissipated, he could vaguely see many Chinese soldiers wearing gas masks appearing in every trench. They said nothing to the little Japanese who entered the position. Just a relentless shot.
Also confused at this time were the Japanese vanguard troops who were the first to rush in. No one expected that a large number of Chinese soldiers would suddenly emerge from the corridors deep in the trenches of the position.
They also wore gas masks and used gloves and scarves to cover other exposed skin tightly. They were not afraid of the strong corrosiveness of mustard gas.
At the same time, this group of Chinese people acted quickly and cooperated with each other tacitly. They used extremely unreasonable firepower to teach these little devils how to behave.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The shotgun in Bu La's hand fired four times in a row, and bullets sprayed out like a rainstorm of pear blossoms. The five or six little devils in front of him were instantly transcended by physics, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
"Attention してください!"
"Enemy!"
No need to look too far, the Japanese were rushing over in another trench not far away, shouting and screaming.
The comrades beside him immediately raised their guns and fired. Bu La also took this opportunity to lower himself down and take out two grenades, throwing them out one after the other.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Ahh..."
Several Japanese were knocked to the ground, wailing in pain.
Seeing that the results were quite fruitful, Bu La continued to take off the grenade and threw it forward. His method of throwing the grenade was so sneaky that he could hit almost anywhere within 30 meters, which was more accurate than a damn mortar.
Now almost all Sichuan regiments are equipped with Yankee mk2 grenades. This grenade explodes with a lot of shrapnel. The fuse only takes about 4.8 seconds. It is difficult to be picked up and thrown back by the enemy. It is also small and easy to carry. It is not spicy and is particularly special now. If you like it, you have to wear eight or nine of it every time to feel at ease.
"The second company protects the two wings, the first company rushes forward, and drives Xiao Dongyang out!"
Submachine guns and shotguns took turns, and the semi-automatic Garand kept banging. They even used flamethrowers to roast the little devils who refused to come out around the corner into turkeys.
As more and more soldiers of the Third Division rushed out of the tunnel, these more than a hundred little devils seemed to be in hell, unable to resist at all and only being tortured and killed.
"It's not spicy! Just drive these little devils out. Don't rush too hard and set up defenses quickly."
At this time, Meng Fanlie and the Second Battalion of the First Main Regiment also came out of the tunnel. It must be said that the tunnel that Takeuchi dug at that time was really convenient.
They learned from behind the mountain that the Japanese army used poison gas bombs. Fortunately, all members of the First Main Regiment were equipped with German gas masks. At Liao Mingyu's instruction, everyone quickly put them on and wrapped their necks and hands.
Mustard gas is no joke, not to mention that the little devils dropped such a large dose on the mountain.
After everything was ready, Meng Fangli didn't take them over the top of the mountain. Instead, he appeared directly on the reverse slope through the tunnel, catching the little Japanese by surprise.
20 minutes later, all the Japanese who rushed in were killed, but the Kawashima brigade following them could only stare at the foot of the mountain because the mustard gas had not dissipated.
When the poisonous gas slowly dissipated, what came into view was the Nantianmen defense line that once again became iron-clad.
Sato Osato's face turned the color of pig's liver, and the position he was about to capture was inexplicably returned to the hands of the Chinese. It was like a duck that had reached its mouth and flew away without saying a word, but also pooped on your face. Shit.
"Ke Suo! Let the artillery fire immediately and order the Kawashima Brigade to launch an attack immediately!"
The Japanese artillery shells struck again. Meng Fanglia immediately asked the soldiers to retreat into the tunnel. There were solid fortifications to hide from, so fools would just hang on outside.
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On the other side, the battle for Heshun Town also became fierce. Zhang Lixian and the others hid in the town and set up defense lines in various streets and alleys to resist desperately. The Japs organized many charges but failed to capture them.
One of the Japanese tanks was killed again, but the trenches had been filled in, and the remaining two tanks were slowly advancing, making their living space smaller and smaller.
Victory or defeat was only a matter of time. At this time, the Japanese army divided into two groups, one group continued to besiege Heshun Town, and the other group attacked Huitong Bridge.
They had already received information that the bridge was almost repaired. If they could control it, it would be of great significance to the upcoming war.
Huitong Bridge is only 2 kilometers away from Heshun, so the captain of the 146th Wing specially sent a motorized squadron to rush to Huitong Bridge as quickly as possible.
Just as they were marching forward along the kilometer, several heavy-duty trucks came forward, followed by countless Chinese soldiers.
The two armies met narrowly on this winding Burma Highway.
"There's a kid ahead! Fire!"
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"シナの男!撃つ"
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