Smoke was rising on the hillside, and the green trees fell to the ground due to being hit by Japanese artillery fire. Some of them even had puffs of smoke.
Peng Gouwa hid in the bunker, fearing that her head would be cut off by the Japanese shell fragments because she came forward.
It's not that Peng Gouwa is afraid of death, but there are too many bloody examples in front of him, and he can't help but pay attention to it - too many Sichuan children have fallen under the bursts of artillery fire.
"What a bastard little Japan! If my guys weren't so bad, I'd have to beat the shit out of them!" said an old Sichuan soldier holding a shotgun next to him.
I saw that the old Sichuan soldier was wearing straw sandals, and the military uniform on his body was already in tatters, but the shotgun in his hand was relatively well maintained.
According to normal logic, the Sichuan Army has also fought many battles on the front line. Even if they pick up some equipment, it is not that the equipment is that bad.
But here comes the key thing. The Sichuan army fought a lot of battles and lost a lot of people. This is worthy of recognition - but most of the battles they fought were defeated, so naturally there is no such thing as capture.
After all, it is generally said that only after a battle is won can one say "capture". After a battle is defeated, one's life may not even be saved, let alone captured.
For the Yang Sen Department of the Sichuan Army, their situation seemed to be a vicious cycle - they lost the battle because of poor equipment; and because they lost the battle, the equipment became even worse.
What can be said is that the Sichuan Army's ability to hold on to this position was considered "great courage".
"Brothers! The little Japanese are coming up! Wait until these idiots get closer before we fight, don't waste bullets!!" shouted a Sichuan Army company commander, and even his accent was full of Sichuan chili peppers. taste.
"Got it!!" shouted out from the mouths of these Sichuan Army soldiers one after another.
After the Japanese troops approached, these Sichuan soldiers finally raised their heads, took out their old rifles and started shooting at the Japanese troops.
"boom!!"
"Bang!!"
"Snapped!!"
All kinds of gunshots were mixed together, making it very noisy.
The rusty barrel of the gun is easy to misalign, just like an older man. The combat effectiveness of this volley of guns from the Sichuan Army is naturally not much better.
However, this was still the case, and the soldiers of these "Beast Division" still failed to rush up the hillside.
what is the reason? The reason is that this is a tentative attack by the Japanese army, just like a transaction. You can't show all your cards right away - at the very least, you have to test it out to see how confident the opponent is. foot.
War is no exception. It is a game between two sides. The commanders of both sides are testing each other's trump cards. If they find that the other side is not that strong, they will definitely launch a very strong attack!
"Oi-kun, did you see anything through this attack in front of you?" Sakai Tokutaro looked at the captain beside him, Koi.
"Your Excellency, the commander of the brigade, in this battle in front of us, I can only see that our opponents are not strong! If it were not for the geographical factors, they would not be able to withstand the attack of our army!" Major Koi He said loudly, although he is not the captain of the brigade, but relying on the appreciation of the brigade commander, who dares to underestimate him?
"Yoshi, you see clearly! Let's do this. You will personally direct the next attack! I want to see the flag of your army planted on Hengshan Ridge again!" Sakai Tokutaro said fiercely , obviously has high hopes for Xiaojing.
"Hai! In your humble position, you must live up to the high expectations of the brigade commander and continue to fight to the end!" Major Koi promised in a deep voice.
The first round of Japanese attacks was quickly withdrawn at the cost of dozens of corpses.
Don't think that these dozens of corpses are few. It should be noted that this exploratory attack by the Japanese army was based on squadrons.
There were more than two hundred people, but only a few dozen people retreated.
Looking at the retreating friendly troops, Koioka Jiro's face revealed a bloodthirsty madness. He pulled out the command knife from his waist and waved forward with all his strength: "Order the troops to attack the camp! Advance! !!”
After hearing the squadron leader's order, these crazy Japanese troops rushed forward screaming.
Different from the last time, this time the Japanese army set up an attack formation, and they were determined to capture Hengshan Ridge!
The Japanese charge must not be concealed, and everything fell into the eyes of the Sichuan officers and soldiers.
"Brothers, get ready to fight! These little naughty little devils are about to launch a full-scale attack! I want to kill them all!! I don't believe it, they can't be killed!" There was a hint of madness in the eyes of the Mingchuan Army Battalion Commander.
They have been fighting a civil war in Sichuan for a long time. When they were in Sichuan, they hoped that the Chinese would stop fighting among themselves and focus on fighting against Japan.
Now that they have gotten their wish, since these little devils they have hated for a long time are in front of them, why don't they want to get rid of all these little devils?
Although it is almost impossible to achieve this with the combat effectiveness of the Sichuan Army, people must have some ambition.
Soon, these little Japanese were approaching the front line.
For them, as long as they rush to this fire blockade line, the next road will be smooth.
These Japanese soldiers had ferocious eyes, and they just wanted to rush forward and fight with their bayonets, using their strong muscles of Kyushu steel workers to win this victory!
"Little Japan, come up, hit them!" Under the order of the grassroots officers, these Sichuan troops began to launch a counterattack.
Hand grenades flew through the air one after another, and the old Hanyang-made rifles began to shoot at the Japanese soldiers, occasionally mixed with the sound of shotguns.
This is a force with very poor equipment and extremely weak combat effectiveness. They are using their lives to launch a modest counterattack against the invaders.
Amidst the not-so-intense gunshots, occasionally some unlucky Japanese soldiers suddenly fell into a pool of blood, and then rolled down the mountain, looking like they would not survive.
However, after all, these were well-trained and well-equipped Japanese standing division troops. After being hit suddenly, they immediately found a suitable bunker, and then relied on the mountainside to continue their attack on the mountain.
Little Japan's shooting accuracy was extremely accurate, and soon the Sichuan army suffered casualties.
What's more important is that the marksmanship of these little Japanese is so accurate that it has almost reached the level of one shot at a time!
Cheng Erhan was an authentic man from Western Sichuan. For him, it was an infinite honor to be able to wear a pair of straw sandals from Sichuan to the battlefield in East China to fight against Japan.
Now they finally reached the anti-Japanese battlefield, and their troops fought a battle on the Songhu battlefield.
In that battle, it was the first time that Chen Erhan saw such powerful firepower from the Japanese army. The powerful combined firepower of the sea, land and air forces was so overwhelming that they could not even lift their heads.
However, they are still advocating the battlefield, fighting to the death with these damn invaders.
The fallen comrades flashed in my mind all the time.
To be honest, Cheng Erhan is not a person who has never fought in a war - he is a veteran of Yang Sen's unit of the Sichuan Army and has been in the army for fifteen years.
It's just that the battles fought in Sichuan were relatively less intense - after all, everyone had poor equipment, and they were all from Sichuan, and they were all trying to make a living, so the fights were naturally not that intense.
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PS: There are a few more to finish a little before!
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Smoke was rising on the hillside, and the green trees fell to the ground due to being hit by Japanese artillery fire. Some of them even had puffs of smoke.
Peng Gouwa hid in the bunker, fearing that her head would be cut off by the Japanese shell fragments because she came forward.
It's not that Peng Gouwa is afraid of death, but there are too many bloody examples in front of him, and he can't help but pay attention to it - too many Sichuan children have fallen under the bursts of artillery fire.
"What a fucking little Japan! If my guys weren't so bad, I would have to beat the crap out of them!" said an old Sichuan soldier holding a shotgun next to him.
I saw that the old Sichuan soldier was wearing straw sandals, and the military uniform on his body was already in tatters, but the shotgun in his hand was relatively well maintained.
According to normal logic, the Sichuan Army has also fought many battles on the front line. Even if they pick up some equipment, it is not that the equipment is that bad.
But here comes the key thing. The Sichuan army fought a lot of battles and lost a lot of people. This is worthy of recognition - but most of the battles they fought were defeated, so naturally there is no such thing as capture.
After all, it is generally said that only after a battle is won can one say "capture". After a battle is defeated, one's life may not even be saved, let alone captured.
For the Yang Sen Department of the Sichuan Army, their situation seemed to be a vicious cycle - they lost the battle because of poor equipment; and because they lost the battle, the equipment became even worse.
What can be said is that the Sichuan Army's ability to hold on to this position was considered "great courage".
"Brothers! The little Japanese are coming up! Wait until these idiots get closer before we fight, don't waste bullets!!" shouted a Sichuan Army company commander, and even his accent was full of Sichuan chili peppers. taste.
"Got it!!" shouted out from the mouths of these Sichuan Army soldiers one after another.
After the Japanese troops approached, these Sichuan soldiers finally raised their heads, took out their old rifles and started shooting at the Japanese troops.
"boom!!"
"Bang!!"
"Snapped!!"
All kinds of gunshots were mixed together, making it very noisy.
The rusty barrel of the gun is easy to misalign, just like an older man. The combat effectiveness of this volley of guns from the Sichuan Army is naturally not much better.
However, this was still the case, and the soldiers of these "Beast Division" still failed to rush up the hillside.
what is the reason? The reason is that this is a tentative attack by the Japanese army, just like a transaction. You can't show all your cards right away - at the very least, you have to test it out to see how confident the opponent is. foot.
War is no exception. It is a game between two sides. The commanders of both sides are testing each other's trump cards. If they find that the other side is not that strong, they will definitely launch a very strong attack!
"Oi-kun, did you see anything through this attack in front of you?" Sakai Tokutaro looked at the captain beside him, Koi.
"Your Excellency, the commander of the brigade, in this battle in front of us, I can only see that our opponents are not strong! If it were not for the geographical factors, they would not be able to withstand the attack of our army!" Major Koi He said loudly, although he is not the captain of the brigade, but relying on the appreciation of the brigade commander, who dares to underestimate him?
"Yoshi, you see clearly! Let's do this. You will personally direct the next attack! I want to see the flag of your army planted on Hengshan Ridge again!" Sakai Tokutaro said fiercely , obviously has high hopes for Xiaojing.
"Hai! In your humble position, you must live up to the high expectations of the brigade commander and continue to fight to the end!" Major Koi promised in a deep voice.
The first round of Japanese attacks was quickly withdrawn at the cost of dozens of corpses.
Don't think that these dozens of corpses are few. It should be noted that this exploratory attack by the Japanese army was based on squadrons.
Of more than two hundred people, only a few dozen people retreated.
Looking at the retreating friendly troops, Koioka Jiro's face revealed a bloodthirsty madness. He pulled out the command knife from his waist and waved forward with all his strength: "Order the troops to attack the camp! Advance! !!”
After hearing the squadron leader's order, these crazy Japanese troops rushed forward screaming.
Different from the last time, this time the Japanese army set up an attack formation, and they were determined to capture Hengshan Ridge!
The Japanese charge must not be concealed, and everything fell into the eyes of the Sichuan officers and soldiers.
"Brothers, get ready to fight! These little naughty little devils are about to launch a full-scale attack! I want to kill them all!! I don't believe it, they can't be killed!" The eyes of the battalion commander Mingchuan revealed a hint of madness.
They have been fighting a civil war in Sichuan for a long time. When they were in Sichuan, they hoped that the Chinese would stop fighting among themselves and focus on fighting against Japan.
Now that they have gotten their wish, since these little devils they have hated for a long time are in front of them, why don't they want to get rid of all these little devils?
Although it is almost impossible to achieve this with the combat effectiveness of the Sichuan Army, people must have some ambition.
Soon, these little Japanese were approaching the front line.
For them, as long as they rush to this fire blockade line, the next road will be smooth.
These Japanese soldiers had ferocious eyes, and they just wanted to rush forward and fight with their bayonets, using their strong muscles of Kyushu steel workers to win this victory!
"Little Japan, come up, hit them!" Under the order of the grassroots officers, these Sichuan troops began to launch a counterattack.
Hand grenades flew through the air one after another, and the old Hanyang-made rifles began to shoot at the Japanese soldiers, occasionally mixed with the sound of shotguns.
This is a force with very poor equipment and extremely weak combat effectiveness. They are using their lives to launch a modest counterattack against the invaders.
Amidst the not-so-intensive gunshots, occasionally some unlucky Japanese soldiers suddenly fell into a pool of blood, and then rolled down the mountain, looking like they would not survive.
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