In the telescope, I saw the attacking brigade of the 2nd Division being bombarded by the Sichuan Army, and the rules were messed up.

Okamura Yanji clenched his fists.

How dare the Sichuan Army? How dare they ignore the Imperial Army's planes?

The telegram sent back by the pilot made Okamura Yanji and Nishio Suzuo feel even more incredible.

The artillery behind the mountain did indeed allow an aircraft to discover the artillery positions that were shelled in the poisonous fog.

During dive bombing and strafing.

There was no result at all.

The Sichuan Army artillery was too fast. After firing three shells, they crawled into the ground like rats.

The imperial army, which was feinting the front, encountered the cross firepower of Sichuan Army bunker groups and trenches on the hillside.

A plane that is afraid of accidentally hurting one's own people.

You can only carefully attack targets that are farther away from the Imperial Army.

"Commander Nishio, the 4th Division, also encountered a shelling attack by the Sichuan Army. The commander of the Matsui Division asked to withdraw the attacking troops. He had sent a report to the aviation force, so that the aircraft would pay attention to the firepower points of the Chinese army, and organize an attack again after a precise bombing wave!"

He watched the imperial soldiers fall down constantly in his glasses.

Okamura Yasuji and Nishio Shozuki, who were blinded by anger, woke up like a dream.

Yes, we should use aircraft and artillery to carry out precision strikes again.

Then he immediately ordered the attacking troops to evacuate.

Unfortunately, unlike the Eastern Front battlefield, the orders of the 2nd Division were issued a little too late.

The Warriors were left with only one squadron.

"The devils retreated!"

Tan Wangsong looked at the few remaining Japanese troops and flowed away like the stream.

He immediately dragged several officers from the position and asked the soldiers in the trench to immediately turn back to the air-raid shelter.

It is meaningless to stay on the position to compete with the Japanese planes and cannons.

It is inconvenient to fight with a gas mask.

Even if he roared hard, it was mixed with the sound of Japanese plane bombing and strafing.

It's also very laborious to communicate.

The Sichuan Army's usual training level performed well at this moment.

The soldiers dragged each other, reminding each other, and quickly returned to the air raid shelter with the wounded on their backs.

They dare not retreat deeper.

He didn't dare to take off the gas mask either.

The soldiers inside fed some water and wiped each of them with gloves to wipe the toxic gas stained with color.

Watching the poison gas stain the exposed skin of the soldiers.

The damage is not great, it is very uncomfortable.

Li Deyou was a little depressed.

The planes in the sky were bombing and strafing at the bunkers that had been fired by several Chinese troops just now.

Want to tread these places.

Looking at today's situation, the Japanese at the foot of the mountain have to attack at least one more wave before they can decide to go and stay.

This battle is too difficult to fight.

Not only was the 2nd Regiment of the 123rd Brigade in such a dilemma.

The 66th Division opposite is even more difficult. It is better for them to organize and cooperate, as Tan Wangsong is better than staring at the front line to assist in the execution of the 2nd Regiment.

The 66th Army Command is to understand the situation of the war.

The Japanese relied on the large number of people and did not take the lives of soldiers seriously. They did not care about such large casualties, but also prepared to attack.

The taste of fighting is not good.

Although the casualties at the forefront statistics are not large.

The results are OK.

This is the first time they fought such a passive battle.

Looking at Zhou Xiaoshan, Feng Tiankui was a little silent.

"Brothers, you are so good. In such a cruel war environment, you can still rush into the trenches and defeat the Japanese again and again. It's amazing!"

"Oh, I hope to have some wind now and blow all the poisonous fog on the position with the Japanese!"

The officers present were moved when they heard Liu Xiang's sigh.

As soon as Zhou Xiaoshan opened his mouth, they laughed again.

What are you thinking about?

You think you are Zhuge Liang and can call the wind and rain.

Who knows that Zhou Xiaoshan just finished speaking.

Qin Lie held the telegram with a happy look on his face.

Read it out.

"According to the Frontier Observation Post, the wind blew. The airflow was blowing very messy, and the poisonous gas on the hill was floating and spreading everywhere!"

The words fell.

Liu Xiang, Feng Tiankui and Feng Ping, who have big mouths, can stuff an egg.

"Damn, God said there should be light, so there will be light!"

I don't know the officer was complaining.

The people in the command center were all happy.

"Don't be upset. The passive situation of the war is not static. The Japanese attack that spares money is unsustainable, especially after the road and railway destruction, transportation is very difficult. Several divisions here eat horses and chew the shells."

"Xiaoshan, right, send a message to the frontline and let the brothers withstand it. Although the situation of the war is bad and we will sacrifice, we can only usher in a turning point. Only by persevering can we win. We are an iron-blooded army that cannot be dragged down or defeated."

Zhou Xiaoshan and Liu Xiang were cheering up the officers of the military headquarters.

Feng Tiankui looked at Zhou Xiaoshan and walked around.

"You have been to the 66th Army for several years. Why haven't I discovered that you have the skill of calling the wind and rain? Let's talk about one, I hope the dark clouds cover the sky, I hope it's dark, I hope it's raining."

"Okay, okay, okay. I hope that the dark clouds cover the sky, I hope that it will be dark soon, I hope it will rain!"

Liu Xiang and Feng Ping saw these two guys talking nonsense.

Feng Ping held Liu Xiang and couldn't stand even when she smiled.

It was indeed windy, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger.

The south wind blew up the mountain and broke the direction.

Okamura Yasuji and Nishio Suda were so angry that they were ashamed.

"Okamura, organize another attack. The North China Front Army sent me a telegram reminding me that it is not safe to stay overnight here. You must take advantage of the plane to escort the camp you depart in the morning in advance!"

"good!"

I attacked twice today, and there were almost one team of casualties.

I tried all the tricks on this hill.

Still can't see the hope of winning.

Even the chaotic changes in the wind direction on the mountain, the accuracy of aircraft bombings and strafing was greatly affected.

Okamura Yanji was a little angry.

He simply ordered the division he was in charge to send a brigade to attack.

What's different from the depressed Japanese army at the foot of the mountain.

The morale of the Sichuan Army on the mountain is high.

I watched the wind blow the poisonous fog until it drifted away, hovering, and then the wind became stronger and stronger.

Even the tunnel opening they opened was blown in.

It seems that the devils on the position are going to be wiped out.

The morale of the Sichuan Army was greatly shocked, and the soldiers wearing masks did not feel stuffy in the gas mask.

Seeing the Japanese plane pulling up, the locust-like Japanese crawling towards the hillside, the regiment commander gave the order.

The brother who had just withdrawn picked up the affairs of the Japanese and rushed to the position.
To be continued...