Chapter 564: Peripheral battle (2)

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"Boom boom boom..."

When a Japanese infantry gun knocked out a machine gun from the first battalion, the artillery company finally locked onto the infantry gun and fired a salvo. Six shells covered the area where the Japanese infantry gun was located;

The Japanese infantry artillery was blown into parts, and all the artillery crew members of a detachment went back to see Amaterasu.

After the artillery company fired a salvo, it quickly evacuated its position. The Japanese regiment had a large number of supporting artillery. If it did not evacuate quickly, it might be locked by the Japanese artillery. This was a painful lesson.

The 136th Regiment only has one artillery battery and cannot afford to be injured!

"Boom boom boom..."

The Japs had also been keeping an eye on this artillery battery. Not long after the artillery battery withdrew, their area was covered by the Japs Regiment's field artillery squadron. They fired a round of salvo and found their position. The Japs' artillery tactics The literacy is not generally high.

After the Japanese were knocked out of an infantry gun, the fire suppression of the first battalion weakened, and the two sides returned to a state of balance, and neither could do anything to the other at once.

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The Japanese's two heavy machine guns were a few hundred meters away, raining bullets on the 1st Battalion's position. From time to time, someone was shot and fell, and the 1st Battalion was once again suppressed by the Japanese's firepower.

Captain Okuda seized the opportunity and commanded a small group of Japanese soldiers to start attacking the 1st Battalion's position;

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The Japanese's field artillery squadron once again dumped a large number of artillery shells on the 1st Battalion's position, and the 1st Battalion began to feel a little overwhelmed;

Most of the casualties in positional battles come from artillery fire. The 136th Regiment only has 6 Min-20 82mm mortars, and the Japanese can get fire support from the regiment's field artillery squadron;

There were dozens of artillery pieces of various types, and the firepower of both sides was not at the same level. The first battalion suffered a great disadvantage. After more than an hour of fighting, more than half of them suffered casualties.

The first battalion commander began to complain and dialed the regimental commander’s phone number:

"Commander, the Japanese artillery fire is too fierce. More than half of my battalion has been injured or killed. Please withdraw to the third position and leave some seeds for our battalion!"

When Yu Wei heard this, he cursed:

"Wang Bochuan, listen to me. There is only one squadron of Japanese soldiers in front of you. If you can't hold your position as a whole battalion, I will be the first to kill you!"

Let me take the lead, and the first battalion has been beaten. I sent the second and third battalions up, and I have beaten them all.

You must guard it for me all morning. I will send the second battalion to take your place in the afternoon! "

When Wang Bochuan heard that the regiment leader was going to kill him, he did not dare to complain anymore and could only guarantee that he was at the position on the phone.

After finishing speaking, he put down the phone and shouted loudly:

"Guard platoon, come with me, leave him and fight with the little devil!"

The situation on the position was already critical. Under the cover of artillery fire, the Okuda Squadron had rushed to the 1st Battalion's position. The two sides started a hand-to-hand battle and were about to collapse...

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta..."

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The guard platoon was armed with a submachine gun. Under the leadership of battalion commander Wang Bochuan, they rushed into the group of Japanese soldiers and jumped at the sight of Japanese soldiers;

The Japs were in groups of three, and their back-to-back stabbing formation was not enough in front of a submachine gun. They would fall down as soon as the shuttle went down.

After receiving support, the morale of the remaining officers and soldiers on the position was greatly boosted, and the camp began to stabilize. The Japs missed the opportunity to defeat the First Battalion in one fell swoop. The strength advantage of the First Battalion was finally reflected, and there were fewer and fewer Japs...

"Boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Black artillery shells flew from the Japanese artillery positions. The frantic Japanese were engaging in indiscriminate shelling. A large number of officers and soldiers of the first battalion were knocked down by the artillery fire, causing heavy casualties.

The Japanese of Okuda Squadron took the opportunity to withdraw, leaving only about 30 people. The remaining officers and soldiers of the first battalion also jumped into the trenches to avoid the Japanese bombardment.

A few minutes later, the Japanese artillery fire finally stopped. Wang Bochuan got up from the ground, shook the dirt off his body, looked at his comrades around him, and felt bitter in his heart;

There was only one company left in his battalion, and it was a miracle that the casualty ratio did not collapse.

"Brothers, rescue the wounded, pack up ammunition, and prepare for battle. Stay in position and fight against the stubborn Japanese!"

Wang Bochuan shouted loudly, now is not the time to feel sad, there are still nearly two hours before noon, and we must endure it.

The officers and soldiers of the first battalion carried their injured comrades to the trench. The battlefield was full of wounded people. There was a shortage of medicines. They could only simply bandage them with gauze. Whether they could hold on or not depended on each person's life!

"Buzz buzz..."

"Japanese plane, take cover!"

Seven or eight planes with plaster flags swooped over like a swarm of flies, then roared and swooped down, pulling down a long string of shit!

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The huge explosion collapsed large sections of the trench, and many officers and soldiers were buried alive inside.

After dropping the bombs, the Japanese planes, still not satisfied, aimed at the position again, firing large-caliber machine guns back and forth, stirring up dust all over the sky, and people were hit from time to time;

The remaining officers and soldiers of the first battalion retreated into the trenches and silently endured the ravages of Japanese artillery fire. Whether they survived or not depended on luck.

As soon as the Japs' plane left, another squadron of Japs pulled up skirmishers and rushed up screaming. Wang Bochuan threw all the non-combatants from the battalion into the front-line position, and only less than 300 people remained.

There were about 150 Japanese soldiers in the attack, with strong soldiers and horses. Wang Bochuan knew that this time the first battalion was probably going to be handed over here. Before the war, a fully reinforced battalion with only a thousand men was wiped out in less than half a day. In his heart, It's a bit sad.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The artillery battery once again intercepted the Japanese skirmisher line with fire. Although the Japanese skirmisher camp was widely spread out, many Japanese soldiers were still killed and injured. This was also a casualty that must be endured during the attack.

The bombing company moved its positions after only three rounds. One had limited artillery shells, and the other had to prevent being locked by the Japanese artillery.

The mortars fired three rounds, which took half a minute. In such a short time, the Japanese artillerymen still couldn't react. After the firing, they picked up the barrel and base and retreated.

This time they were lucky and were not covered by Japanese artillery fire. This was their greatest support for the First Battalion, and at least twenty or thirty Japanese were eliminated.

When the Japanese skirmishers rushed to a distance of about 100 meters, the light and heavy firepower of the first battalion opened fire on the Japanese again. In a hurry, a dozen more Japanese fell down, and the remaining Japanese took turns to cover and rush forward.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The last Maxim heavy machine gun of the first battalion fired wildly at the Japs, suppressing them a hundred meters away. At least a dozen Japs were swept to the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three mortar shells flew over and overturned the heavy machine gun to the ground. Several members of the machine gun crew fell in a pool of blood.

After the Japanese infantrymen saw that the heavy machine guns of the first battalion were taken away, they all got up from the ground with excitement, as if they had been given blood, and rushed forward while screaming;

The Japanese's attack was very methodical, and they alternately defended the charge. They only charged a few meters at a time, and followed a "Z"-shaped route, making it difficult to be hit while in motion.

In less than a few minutes, they had invaded an area of ​​50 to 60 meters;

The commander of the second company gave the order to drop the bomb, and the remaining forty people of the second company leaned forward and dropped the bomb;

"Bagou!"

The second company commander was shot by the Japanese sharpshooters and fell in a pool of blood. This was the third company commander to be injured or killed;

This captain officer, who graduated from the Second Corps of the 14th phase of the Central Army Military Academy, died on the battlefield in southern Shanxi just over a year after graduation.

The casualty rate of company and platoon-level officers in the National Army is very high. Except for the first seven batches, few officers who graduated later can survive to the regiment level. Almost all of them died in this national war!

"Please go another way to get promoted and get rich. Don't come here if you are greedy for life or afraid of death."