Chapter 0191 He can’t fight, so he’s the first to change jobs!

Style: Historical Author: Chi Dong Shu alsoWords: 2275Update Time: 24/01/18 03:47:30
The setback at the Sihang Warehouse and the sinking of the Izumo still did not wake the little devil up.

They still regard China as a piece of fat meat, and multiple divisions compete with each other for credit.

Somu Yamabaro of the 11th Division and Hisao Hase of the 6th Division were at loggerheads. In the end, everyone still plays his own game.

But little did they know that after a night of reinforcement, the average trench depth of the Chinese position was two meters, and the thickness of the front trench was more than five meters.

There are countless large and small bomb shelter craters. And especially the position of the 40th Division Preparatory Second Battalion.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the position of the Second Reserve Battalion, each soldier fell lazily in the trench of the position.

That night, they dug trenches with a depth of two and a half meters. There are hundreds of bomb shelters, and the original fortifications are connected together.

Apart from being a bit underfed and running out of ammunition, we can still deal with the rest.

The old abacus has been calculating logistical support. It was calculated in the morning that the existing food was only enough for them to last for one day. If the fighting were more fierce, the soldiers would be physically exhausted and might not even have enough food for a day.

There is not much ammunition left. After a day of fierce fighting yesterday, the remaining ammunition was only enough to repel two Japanese charges.

Not to mention cannonballs. The six grenade launchers brought by Dragon Boat Festival had all been used up when they regained their position yesterday. More than three hundred grenades were also consumed.

Add this up, and the entire Second Reserve Battalion, including the independent regiment, can still have two grenades, for a total of about 600 grenades.

In other words, after yesterday's fierce battle, the second reserve battalion, including the independent regiment, only had more than 300 people left in total.

The independent battalion in Dragon Boat Festival also suffered heavy casualties. The second reserve battalion had less than 60 people left.

But today, the same battle as yesterday may continue.

Just when the Dragon Boat Festival was about to let the soldiers sleep a little longer, the enemy's warships had already arrived at the predetermined position with the help of the cover of mist.

The Japanese 23rd Regiment, which replaced the severely damaged 22nd Regiment, got on the boat and prepared to cross the river again.

Woo!

Boom! ...

A 150mm cannon shell suddenly fell on the position, and the huge explosion flattened the front end of a trench by more than five meters.

At this moment, smoke, dust and mud were flying in all directions. Three soldiers were lying in the trench sleeping, almost being buried alive by the flying mud.

They screamed and crawled toward the sides of the trench.

There were soldiers who woke up and tried their best to pull them out.

Otherwise, if the mud and rocks that fly up like a hill fall down, not to mention three people, ten people can be buried in it.

On the battlefield, there are many such people who are buried alive. If rescue is not available, Nineteen Eighty-Nine will be buried inside.

And this is a 150mm cannon. If the caliber had been larger, the trenches of the Second Reserve Battalion could have been penetrated with one shot.

At the same time, a huge explosion and strong vibrations on the ground woke up the sleeping soldiers one by one.

Some of them didn't know what was happening and stayed there. But some people were frightened and panicked because of the sudden explosion.

Because you can just imagine, when you are still sleeping, a shell suddenly explodes near you, what does that feel like?

Maybe some people are still dreaming, but when suddenly frightened by this sound, they almost jump up.

Duan Wu flew up and threw a running soldier of the Second Reserve Battalion back into the trench, and then he roared loudly:

"Don't panic, mother-in-law. You have dug trenches all night and are not that fragile. Now everyone goes into the shelter and presses the bullets into the barrels of your guns.

Don't be afraid. When war comes, not everyone may die. Your hope for survival is to eliminate all the enemies in front of you!

We have strong defenses, but what do the imps have? All they had was bare river banks.

We will still win this battle. Brothers, show your courage. Kill the Japanese today! "

"Okay! Okay!...Kill the Japs! Kill the Japs!..."

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment raised their weapons and roared loudly. The soldiers of the Second Reserve Battalion were stunned.

They couldn't figure out why everyone became as fierce as crazy after the man roared.

The man's roar seemed to have a demonic quality.

At this time, they even felt as if they were starting to feel hot all over, and they started to move involuntarily.

So amidst the enemy's artillery fire, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment and the Second Reserve Battalion not only were not deterred, but also had high morale.

Duanwu personally commanded at the front line, because as long as the river bank was held, the Japanese army could not pose a threat to the Wu-Fu line. And he can rely on defenses to carry out a large number of kills against Japanese soldiers who have no cover.

And this is why Dragon Boat Festival must stick to this place. This location is so hard to find. They can rely on favorable terrain to effectively kill the Japanese.

But on the contrary, the Japanese couldn't even find a bunker.

The only cover they could find was the corpse of their companion.

But it's useless, because they always have to stand up and charge. And during the Japanese charge, they still couldn't find even a single bunker. This is like a little devil running up to die.

If the little Japs were not supported by naval guns on the river, not to mention a Japs regiment, even two or three, would not be able to charge forward.

It's just that they had too little ammunition. After repelling the Japanese's first beach landing, the machine gun bullets were almost exhausted. There were only about 500 rounds of submachine gun bullets left.

There are still some rifle bullets. But it was a Japanese reorganized brigade that fought against it. The Independent Regiment and the First Reserve Battalion did not have any advantage at all in terms of strength.

The firepower is not as good as the opponent's, and the number of people is not superior. It is difficult to make up for this gap based on geographical advantages alone.

While the Japs were being repulsed, Xie Jinyuan ran to Duanwu and said, "Tuanzu, the supplies have been delayed. We may not be able to withstand the Japs' next charge! By then, we will be the ones we are least good at. Hand-to-hand combat. I’m afraid,..."

Xie Jinyuan said two words, I'm afraid, but did not continue. But Duanwu already understood what Xie Jinyuan was going to say. It is very likely that the independent regiment will all die on the position of the Second Reserve Battalion due to lack of ammunition.

Of course, last night during the Dragon Boat Festival, I also wanted to buy Japanese equipment from the shore. It's just that the little devil is not a fool. How could they hand over the weapons and equipment on the shore to the Chinese?

There are always patrol boats in the river.

On that medium-sized patrol boat, in addition to two double-row cannons, there is also a 37 mm caliber ship-borne artillery. Once someone approaches the river bank, they will inevitably encounter a fierce attack from Japanese patrol boats.

So with so much equipment, Dragon Boat Festival could only watch helplessly.

"Liu Peixu wants us to run out of ammunition and food, so we have to withdraw!"

Duan Wu said na na, he had already guessed Liu Peixu's thoughts.

This old fox is not good at fighting, so he is the first to change jobs. I'm afraid he is having some bad ideas again! ...