Both sides were furious at this time. The Chinese army saw that they could not eat the meat on their lips for a while, and they became angry in their hearts. The Japanese army, on the other hand, was a trapped beast still fighting. They knew that they were doomed, and even surrender became a luxury hope.
Because the posture of the Chinese army is such that unless every corner of the trench is washed with grenades, no one will jump into the trench.
Therefore, Little Japan is also based on the mentality of killing one to make a profit and killing two to make a profit, and it is necessary to recruit a few more backers before dying.
At this time, the outcome of the battle has nothing to do with tactics, individual combat capabilities, or even bomb-dropping skills.
It just has something to do with the geographical location of both sides, the bravery and tenacity of the soldiers, the numerical gap between the two sides, and the power of the grenades.
Unfortunately, today, apart from being no less bloody and brave than the Chinese army, the Japanese army is at a comprehensive disadvantage in other aspects.
The Japanese army had the biggest geographical disadvantage. The Chinese army was spread out on the vast mountainous land outside the trenches. At least there was room for them to move and dodge, and they were all lying on the ground, which greatly reduced the area affected by bombs.
The Japanese troops were all crowded into trenches that were less than 2 meters wide and less than 1,000 meters long. The average distance between each person was less than two meters. How could they lie down? How to hide?
Needless to say, there is a gap in numbers. Even if everyone in the Japanese army is throwing grenades, the number of bombs dropped at one time is only more than 500, while the first regiment of the Model Brigade consists of two entire battalions of infantry, and the number of bombs dropped at one time is more than 1,000.
Finally, there is the difference in the power of grenades. The Japanese Army's September 1st grenade has a charge of only 60 grams, while the Jin-made grenade has a charge of 100 grams. They are both yellow explosives, and the explosion power is almost doubled.
Therefore, the outcome of this grenade war is self-evident.
After nearly three minutes of thousands of explosions, only about thirty people in the Chinese army were killed on the spot, and nearly three hundred people were injured, but most of them were minor injuries.
As for the Japanese army, only those killed were not injured, because more than 500 of them were all killed, and they were frustrated and killed before they had time to show off their precise shooting skills and infantry tactics.
In fact, a few Japanese soldiers did not die on the spot, but when a group of soldiers with blood-red eyes rushed into the trenches, they did not care whether the Japanese soldiers were dead or alive. They sifted along the corpses with bayonets, and the living ones became dead. .
After the enemies on the top of the mountain were cleared, the time came for the entire army to attack.
At this time, there were only two parts of the battlefield left.
The Japanese 4th Battalion on the mountainside was actually the first to collapse, because they were bombarded by more than 30 artillery pieces from the Model Brigade for nearly 15 minutes on the basically unobstructed northern slope of Phoenix Mountain.
There is no regiment-sized army in the world that can maintain its combat effectiveness after suffering thousands of artillery shells in an open area of less than 3 square kilometers. Even the German army in a few years will not be able to do so. .
Because more than a thousand explosions have brought not only damage caused by explosive air waves and shell fragments, but also damage caused by 15 minutes of earthquakes and sound waves impacting people's balance system and hearing system. damage.
Even the remaining officers and soldiers of the Japanese 4th Battalion, despite having their eardrums shattered and noses and mouths bleeding, could still maintain their balance and stand firm, let alone raise their guns to aim and shoot.
At this time, with waves of overwhelming shouts, thousands of officers and soldiers from a regiment and brigade guard battalion rushed down from the top of the mountain, while from the east of Phoenix Mountain, more than 1,000 soldiers from the 2nd Regiment of the 139th Division rushed over. .
In order to identify each other in the dark, the Chinese army had already tied a white towel on the left arm of each soldier according to Zhou Wen's previous order.
In the dark night, in the afterglow of the war, these dense waves of people connected into countless white lines meandered towards the Japanese army. Amidst the shouts of killing that resounded in the night sky, the Japanese Fourth Battalion survived the artillery fire. More than two hundred injured remnant soldiers were instantly swallowed up by these two waves of people.
At this time, the Japanese camp was also attacked from both sides by the mercenary regiment and the Zhang Huzi Second Regiment. With most of the Japanese machine gun positions destroyed and the command system completely paralyzed, it was only a matter of time before it was annihilated.
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At this time, the mercenary regiment field hospital established in a forest at the foot of Lengkou Pass Mountain was also a busy scene.
Two generators were roaring, and wounded soldiers on stretchers and being supported were being sent to the open space in front of the tent in an endless stream. Bright light bulbs were hung on several trees in front of the tent, illuminating the entire open space.
"Quickly, this man was shot in the chest and sent to operating room No. 1."
"This wounded man was shot in the leg. We will give him medicine and bandage first and send him to the village ward for observation."
A clear and sweet female voice echoed in the woods over the roar of the engine and the painful groans of the wounded.
It was Cui Xiaolu who was checking the condition of the wounded one by one, giving instructions loudly, followed by several stretcher bearers. After hearing the instructions, they immediately lifted up the stretcher and left. Several young doctors were doing preliminary examinations with her.
Now Cui Xiaolu has become a qualified head nurse, and she is meticulous and dares to take responsibility. She has gained great trust from Feng Tianpei, director of the field hospital.
Besides, having experienced the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, she was no longer unfamiliar with war. She was basically responsible for the external affairs of the entire field hospital.
At this time, several soldiers in Jin army uniforms hurried over carrying a stretcher.
One of the soldiers, whose body was covered in gunpowder smoke and bloodstains and could barely identify the rank of sergeant, shouted loudly: "Doctor...doctor, please help our company commander quickly."
Cui Xiaolu heard the sound and hurriedly walked up to check.
The wounded man on the stretcher was covered in blood and unconscious. Only the bandage on his chest was still bleeding.
"Why don't you use purple clear red medicine to stop the bleeding?" Cui Xiaolu asked while gently cutting the wounded man's bandage with scissors.
You must know that every soldier in the Model Brigade is issued a bottle of purple clear red medicine, which is used for first aid on the battlefield.
"I've used it. I poured a whole bottle of red medicine, but it still can't stop the bleeding..." The sergeant's voice was filled with tears.
Cui Xiaolu knew that the wounded man was hopeless just by looking at the hideous wound that was more than ten centimeters long on his chest.
A piece of shrapnel cut open his entire chest diagonally. No wonder the bleeding couldn't be stopped. The arteries were cut open, and no medicine would work.
If he had been operated on immediately on the battlefield, there was still a chance of saving his life. But now there is no way to save him. I don’t know how this wounded man can persist until now.
