This is not about martial ethics!
While Watanabe Heiji was complaining crazily, his body fell maturely into a pit that was just dug out and was less than half a meter deep.
You must know that he fiddled with the brigade's artillery for a long time before finally deploying it. After all, the artillerymen gathered around him now were not professional artillerymen, and everyone had to rely on command to do their job.
And Heiji Watanabe hadn't even had time to select a bombardment target.
Watanabe Heiji lay on the hill and observed with a telescope for a long time. The field of view of the telescope was full of shadows of the two sides fighting. Watanabe Heiji couldn't tell who was who. How do you let him choose?
Maybe if we go over with one artillery fire, all the damn ones we'll kill are our own people. It's already miserable enough. If we accidentally injure them with artillery fire by our own people at this time, no one will be able to survive.
But how do enemies accurately identify who is who in the dark?
And how did they carry out accurate bombardment in the dark, and how did they calculate the distance?
Watanabe Heiji was lying in the pit, facing a lot of problems and puzzled.
However, more than fifty artillery shells fell overwhelmingly on his own position and the artillery position. When Watanabe Heiji shook off the dirt on his body and got up again, he saw that it was over. The heavy machine guns and the improvised artillery that had just been hastily organized were already on the spot. Nearly half of it was reimbursed!
Watanabe Heiji held a mouthful of old blood in his chest and almost fainted from anger.
But before Watanabe Heiji could react, the enemy's second round of shelling began again.
The artillery shells roaring from the sky were staring at this place like endless little devils. The exploding artillery shells blew the defensive positions that Watanabe Hei had not easily organized into pieces. Heavy machine guns, one after another, were destroyed in the shelling.
The enemy actually dared to fight back as a group. This is because they look down on Gao Jianwu, a bastard!
"Your Majesty General, it's too dangerous here!" Ueno Xiaozhi looked at the sky, and groups of shells roared from time to time, often landing more than ten or twenty meters away from him. If he hadn't been lying down quickly, he would have died long ago. .
So Ueno Xiaozhi fearfully suggested to Watanabe Heiji, "General, let's continue to move in!"
Ueno Ash would never say that he was scared to death.
In the final analysis, he was just a staff officer relying on his nepotism. This was his first time fighting a real war.
Even if Ueno Xiaozhi imagined that he was a strong warrior, he would be extremely brave and kill enemies and make numerous meritorious deeds when he went on the battlefield.
But the lesson he learned today was that the mutilated limbs of his own people were flying everywhere on the battlefield. The air was filled with not only the smell of gunpowder smoke, but also the disgustingly thick smell of blood!
And he can do nothing on the battlefield except running around with his head in his arms! Not to mention turning the tide of the battle, he couldn't even find an enemy and fight him face to face!
Speaking of which, Ueno Satoshi is still just a 240-month-old baby!
"Continue to turn in?" Heiji Watanabe looked around. He could not see the expressions on the faces of the gray-faced soldiers, because in the dark night, among the scarlet torches and the light of the fire, he could only see I saw the dejected bodies, mechanically executing their orders.
Even if Watanabe Heiji doesn't want to believe it yet, his independent mixed second brigade has been completely defeated today!
It's just that he is still holding on to his wishful thinking.
If we don't transfer in, can we still hold on until the 110th Division rescues us?
Watanabe Heiji was caught in the struggle between heaven and man.
He still wants to go further. The current situation is definitely not what he wants. The defeat tonight is so miserable that there is almost no need to calculate. Watanabe Heiji knows that if he leaves at this time, he will lose at most one-third or even four points. One of the people might be able to escape with his life by following him.
For many people, this is a lucky thing.
However, for Watanabe Heiji, this move almost confirmed that he was the defeated general whose entire army was annihilated!
Don't go any further in the future. After suffering such a disastrous defeat, my role as brigade commander will probably come to an end.
How could I be so careless?
If I had sent out more reconnaissance troops, so many Eighth Route Army ambush here would have been detected long ago. Idiots like Gangnan didn't even have the slightest bit of vigilance when there were so many enemies around them!
Watanabe Heiji felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart.
"Continue to stand firm and wait for help!" Watanabe Heiji made a decision.
Despite the hail of bullets, he will continue to persevere!
Ueno Xiaozhi was almost crying.
A new round of shelling blasted several mutilated hands in front of him. Ueno Xiaozhi held his chest with his hands, squatting and retching.
...
More and more Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed forward, from the first few hundred people, they gradually turned into thousands. The vigorous figures of Eighth Route Army soldiers were everywhere.
What should we do to keep the organization unchanged and maintain a stable formation output?
None of this exists now. As soon as the two sides engage in battle, it immediately turns into a big melee!
Equipped with walkie-talkies, it is useless for the Eighth Route Army soldiers at this moment. Everyone does not even know their current position. Anyway, they are following the machine gunner and the squad leader to charge all the way. Wherever there is an enemy, they are rushing towards them!
Almost every attack formation has a crooked handle or a Czech-style attack arrow, plus the squad leader's submachine gun and deputy machine gunner's box cannon. The close combat firepower of a squad can completely defeat almost all of them with a 38-meter cover. The little devil suppressed it.
Casualties are of course inevitable, but in this kind of melee, seven or eight little Japs often fall, and they are not necessarily replaced by an Eighth Route Army soldier.
The two sides were no longer on the same level in terms of momentum and firepower. Although this wave of attacks was chaotic, the attack group always maintained the integrity of a team, and the little devils completely lost their organization when the cannon hit them. , which made the war completely lopsided.
Everything is constantly advancing under the overwhelming attack of the attacking group.
Even if a kid occasionally grabs a crooked machine gun and resists on the spot, this firepower will cause several squads to besieged in an instant!
Often, before the little devil's crooked weapon has even finished firing a bunch of bullets, 3 or 4 or more machine guns around him will focus their fire and kill him!
Everything happened naturally without command. Even Gao Jianwu didn't know that by now in this battle, everyone has fully entered the stage of automatically allocating firepower according to the enemy.
Just like a flood pouring down, it is a situation that submerges everything and hits any place that may hinder the flow of the flood!
After Gao Jianwu knocked down Heiji Watanabe's firepower, he observed that most of the little Japs were now simply unable to organize a large-scale resistance.
I couldn't help but feel calm in my heart.
"Commando, charge me, target, two hills in front and left!"
Although he knocked off the heavy machine gun, Gao Jianwu did not intend to put it on Watanabe Heiji's side. Although he didn't know where Watanabe Heiji was commanding, it was somewhat profitable to be able to gather the little devils together.
"Commander, you stay here, Huang Zhongfa and Li Zhuocheng, you two protect the commander, and the other brothers charge with me!" Song Tiecheng was now quite organized.
Two people were left to guard the commander, plus the correspondent, and now there were 4 or 5 people around Gao Jianwu. As long as he didn't encounter piles of little Japs, it would be basically fine.
Song Tiecheng had long been agitated by the flames of war, but he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and needed to follow Gao Jianwu to protect him.
Before the little devils were dispersed, no one dared to let Gao Jianwu get close to the front to take command.
So until now, the little devils have been basically defeated, and Gao Jianwu released the ferocious tiger Song Tiecheng.
Along the way, facing the lone little Jaap, the commando raised his hand and made a shuttle. In front of the Type 43 assault rifle, the little Jaap was as fragile as a chicken. He didn't even have the chance to hum once the shuttle went down.
The powerful lethality of the Type 43 is much stronger than the penetrating damage of the 38-gun. It is not far different from the crooked handle and the Czech machine gun at close range. How can the little devil withstand it!
Watanabe Heiji quickly focused on Song Tiecheng and the others. After all, this team was too conspicuous in the night sky. Their guns were fired all the way, as if they were in an uninhabited land.
And he was facing his own direction, killing him in a straight line!
No, this is for myself.
Watanabe Heiji was sweating on his forehead. He sent such a powerful team to catch him. This was purely bullying!
Watanabe Heiji finally lost the confidence to stay and deal with it.
"Turn in, turn in, turn to Stone City immediately!" Watanabe Heiji roared and began to look for a direction to escape.
There were subordinates nearby who had already brought the Dayangma over and helped Heiji Watanabe onto the horse, "Ueno-kun, let's go!"
