Chapter 179: The Battle of Nanjing (III)

"Order the troops that the Japanese are not allowed to fire before reaching the anti-tank trench. The heavy machine gun fire point should not be exposed for the time being. These Japanese soldiers are estimated to have half a brigade. If there is no artillery fire, they will definitely have heavy machine gun cover. Tell the mortar company that as long as the Japanese's heavy machine gun fire is fired, they will knock it off. At that time, they will fire with all their strength and teach these Japanese a lesson." Huang Likui ordered.

"Yes." The first battalion commander on the side quickly stood at attention to take the order. But when he turned around, he looked bitter. The first battalion commander was a graduate of the 10th class of the Central Military Academy assigned to the 20th Independent Brigade more than two months ago. In the defense battle of Songjiang, he was promoted to the captain company commander by Huang Likui, who was then the battalion commander of the 1st battalion of the 38th Regiment. This time the troops were expanded and he became the major battalion commander who supplemented the first regiment. This time, his first battalion was originally defending the troupe mountain position, and he wanted to do a good job. However, unexpectedly, the regiment commander went up the mountain to command, and he, the 1st battalion commander, became the commander of the regiment commander Huang Likui.

The situation was surprisingly similar to the exercise at the beginning of last year. The vanguard's charge vanguard was also in a dilemma when he arrived in front of the anti-tank trench more than three meters wide. Although the company commander of the first battalion and company hidden in the first trench had not participated in this exercise for a year and a half and had just been adapted to the Honorary First Division with the Jiangsu Honorary Security Corps, he still knew this basic combat knowledge.

"The Japanese are approaching, beat me hard." The company commander raised his rifle in his hand and aimed at a Neon soldier and pulled the trigger, shouting.

With a crisp gunshot, a neon soldier next to the trench a hundred meters away burst into blood mist on his chest and fell straight backwards. As he fell down, there was a burst of gunfire in the first trench.

"Da da..., bang, bang..." More than 80 rifles, more than ten Huaji Machinery, and six Czech light machine guns fired at the same time. They were standing by the trench in a dilemma, and dozens of Japanese soldiers, caught off guard, were knocked down at once. The charge team suddenly stopped, and the Japanese lay down one after another and shot against the officers and soldiers of the first trench.

"Bageya Road. Heavy Machine Gun Squadron covers. Put the trench on the ladder and rush up." Okada Shizugoro saw all this clearly in the telescope. However, he also heard from the gunshots on the top of the mountain. The defenders had only one company at most, and there was no heavy firepower.

The twelve Type 92 heavy machine guns immediately opened fire on a company's position on the hillside. In addition, more than 700 Japanese lie on the ground and fired at them, the firepower of the first company was quickly suppressed, and the Japanese's accurate shooting skills caused considerable casualties to the first company.

Seeing this, the Japanese behind quickly sent the ladders originally used for siege and set them up on the trench. Just as the Japanese lying on the ground were about to stand up and charge, the sound of "dong, dong..." sounded on the top of the mountain. Six grenades fired by volleys flew over the heads of the Japanese and smashed directly into the heavy machine gun position behind.

The Tuanshan position, Cheng Dean's Rongyi Regiment was repaired for a week, and after the supplementary regiment took over, it consolidated for two more days again. The front of the defensive position was cleared from the highway, and all kinds of elements were marked. The fire points of heavy machine guns and the mortar positions arranged on the back slope had no blind spots on the Japanese's necessary path and the route of launching an attack.

The first round of artillery shells destroyed the Japanese machine gun positions. "Transfer, transfer the machine gun position." The squadron leader of the machine gun squadron shouted in panic.

However, the speed of the machine gun position transfer cannot keep up with the speed of the mortar fire. Just as the remaining ten heavy machine guns were about to transfer the position, another round of shells fell below. Hearing the sharp whistling of shells in the air, no one of the Japanese knew who the shells would fall on, and threw away the machine guns to conceal. This time it was more accurate than the last time, with six shells directly hitting three machine gun positions, with a hit rate of 50%.

The heavy machine gun silenced, and the pressure of a series of soldiers in the first trench suddenly decreased, and they opened fire again at the Japanese who had just stood up and prepared to charge.

"Baga!" Okada Bugoro didn't expect that the Chinese army on the top of the mountain had mortars. Fortunately, the gunshots sounded again showed that there were not many people. He pulled out his command knife, regardless of the mortars on the top of the mountain being shelled down the mountain, and waved himself to rush up the mountain: "Attack, attack, occupy the Tuanshan, kill all the Chinese. Move forward, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire, move forward."

The captain rushed up in person. Under the urging of their respective squadron leaders, squad leaders and Chief Cao, the Japanese soldiers once again got up from the ground and shouted: "Onzai, onzai."

"Order heavy machine guns to fire." Huang Likui was waiting for this opportunity. On the Tuanshan position, half of the heavy machine gun fired. Six Maxis on both sides of the position opened fire at the same time, and immediately formed a cross-fire network on the Japanese charge road. A small Tuanshan position suddenly threw three squadrons into attack. The number of people on the hillside was too high, and Maxis spitted out the flames and happily reaped the Japanese's lives. The machine gun fire point at the foot of the mountain was chased by mortar shells, and it was impossible to form effective fire suppression. The position was transferred in time. Before the two round platoons were knocked down, the precise mortar shells would fall on their heads.

The Japanese did not have artillery fire cover, and the heavy machine gun was suppressed tightly by the mortar. Huang Likui was not willing to miss such a good opportunity and ordered the second and third companies ambushed in the back slope and the circular fortification to attack.

The gunshots became even more intense, and more than several times the force suddenly emerged from the positions on the top of the mountain. Okada Tururo, who was lying behind a large stone, watched his soldiers fall down like cutting wheat. Only then did he realize that there were mortars, no less than six heavy machine guns, and the gunshots on the positions had many automatic weapons. The defending Lishui must be the elite troops of the Central Army, and they placed the focus of their defense on the regiment mountain.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly." Seeing that the opponent's mortar not only successfully suppressed his heavy machine gun squadron, but also began to shell the infantry, Okada Shizugoro completely understood that without artillery fire support, his three squadrons could not take down the regiment mountain at all, and he could only choose to retreat.

"Retreat, regiment commander, the Japanese began to retreat." At this time, the sky had already begun to light up slowly. The first battalion commander, who was standing next to Huang Likui, who had been nervously paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, was surprised to find the change.

"Blow the charge and order the troops to attack." Huang Likui put down the telescope in his hand and decisively issued an order to attack.

"The First Battalion Commander, you are now in command." Huang Likui then ordered the First Battalion Commander again.

The battle was very good, why did the regiment commander let him take over the command? Before the first battalion commander could react, Huang Likui picked up a Thomson, with a big knife on his back, his eyes glowing, and shouted to the spy company commander who had just completed the blocking and harassment mission along the way: "Secret Company, rush out with me and kill me."

The spy company commander was a veteran of the former 88th Division who had followed Huang Likui for many years. He was also a restless lord. He did not dissuade Huang Likui at all, but also said loudly with excitement: "Yes, the team leader. Kill it happily."

"Regiment Commander..." Before the first battalion commander could dissuade him, Huang Likui had already rushed out of the command bunker with the spy company commander, leaving behind several officers in the command post looking at each other.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and protect the regiment commander." The first battalion commander realized at this time. He still needed command at this time. He shouted, picked up a bayonet and rushed out with the guards and officers.

The mortars were extended and fired, and the cover of heavy machine guns. The three companies of the first battalion of the supplementary regiment, except for the more than 500 brothers who were injured and injured, rushed towards the more than 600 Japanese who retreated in a hurry. The defeat was like a mountain. Compared with the previous arrogant attack, the Japanese could only describe them as embarrassed, and they didn't even care about their injured companions who were still lying on the ground screaming. They retreated down the mountain. The injured Japanese were only waiting for them with bloody bayonets. Huang Likui faithfully implemented Shen Xiuwen's tradition of not leaving a single prisoner.

"Ba, ba, ba." The loud slap sounded endlessly. Yamada Takata, the captain of the 66th Regiment, had a blue face and slapped Okada's Tuogoro's face with his right hand.

Yamada Takata slapped and kept cursing: "Baga, bastard, rice bucket."

More than half of a squadron's casualties were not in the eyes of Yamada Takata, who was eager to win the credit, but more than half of a squadron's casualties were the largest casualties he encountered since landing in. When Yamada was even more annoyed, his first squadron was driven out of the Tuanshan position by the Chinese army for several miles. If it weren't for his follow-up troops arrived in time, they wouldn't know how far they would have to escape. If the weapons and equipment were thrown away, the machine gun squadron would have lost all the losses, and even the wounded were thrown down. If it weren't for the other two captains' pleading, he would have ordered Okada, a coward, to have apologized.

"Hai, Hayi." Okada Turoro, who knew that he had a big mistake, could only lower his head and let the captain vent his anger. Before he knew it, it had already swollen high, and even a few drops of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

The captain of the second brigade who had just tried his best to plead for Okada Zhugoro, Master Ken Nakajima, was unbearable to see his old classmate's appearance, and hurriedly pleaded for the last time: "Your Captain, it's useless to blame Okada Jun now. After all, it's a fact that the failure to attack the Tuanshan position has been made." Then, Nakajima further explained: "According to Okada Jun's description just now, the Chinese army has arranged a company of mortars and no less than six heavy machine guns on the Tuanshan position. This should be the most elite German division unit of the Chinese army that we have never encountered since landing. If we attack rashly, we may follow Okada Jun's mistakes. I think if we wait until the heavy equipment of the brigade and our unit arrive, then launch an attack on Tuanshan, take the Tuanshan position in one fell swoop, and then conquer Lishui County."

Although Yamada Changta felt that he was embarrassed before the brigade commander arrived, he was not a person who was blinded by the minds of all his might to seize credit. Although the 114th Division had just been organized after the war, he was also very clear about Okada Turoro's ability and the combat effectiveness of the First Battalion. Okada Turoro must have underestimated the enemy when attacking, so he was dizzy by the Chinese army. Now the Chinese army has strong firepower and occupy favorable terrain. He already has a brigade who is disabled. If he cannot conquer the delegation mountain at that time, it will be even more difficult for him to explain to the brigade commander Kosamro Akiyama.

Yamada Takata stopped, frowned and pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Well. Nakajima, what you said makes sense. When our artillery brigade arrives, we will attack Tuanshan."

After looking at the old classmate gratefully, Okada Hugoro hurriedly said: "Your Captain of the United Nations, please allow me to lead my troops to take the lead. I will use the blood of the Chinese on the top of the mountain to clean up our greatest shame. You are the best team leader, please."

"You?" Yamada Takata looked at Okada's swollen face, which looked like a pig's head, and felt very disgusted. He frowned and said, "You have been defeated and have lost the qualification to be a commander. At that time, I will let Nakajima Jun attack on your first team."

Nakajima Kurakuen could not resist the pleading eyes of his friends, and he was a cautious person. The Tuanshan position in front of him gave him an ominous premonition, so he quickly pleaded for Okada Tuangoro again and said, "Captain, maybe we should give Okada a chance to make meritorious service. And I personally think that after the battle just now, Okada has a certain understanding of the Chinese defenders at Tuanshan, and it is impossible to make any mistakes that have been made again. At that time, I am willing to draw a squadron from my brigade to assist Okada's attack."

Ken Nakajima, who has always been Yamada Takata's most admired subordinate, nodded and said, "Well, what you said is very reasonable." As he said, he turned to Okada Tugoro, who looked expectant, and said sternly: "I will give you a chance to make meritorious service. When the artillery brigade arrives, I will give you sufficient artillery fire support. I must take the Tuanshan position for me. If you can't take it down, you don't need to see me. Just cut off your caesarean section and apologize to His Majesty the Emperor."

Okada Zhugoro's expression suddenly shook and he hurriedly said, "Hay. Please rest assured that the captain of the regiment is sure to win the Tuanshan in the shortest time."

Huang Likui, covered in blood, shouted: "Happy!" He returned to the command post on the top of the mountain, didn't bother to wipe his face, changed his clothes, and immediately issued an order: "Order the Second Battalion to take over the position of the First Battalion. The First Battalion returned to the county town for rest."

"No, the rank of the group, you can't kill the donkey. Our first battalion can still hold on." In the end, the first battalion commander who stabbed two Japanese devils to death was only in charge. He quickly shouted.

"No, what can you still hold on? Your battalion has almost one-third of the casualties. You haven't seen the follow-up troops of the Japanese just now. Stop talking nonsense, obey the order and go on a rest. Although your battalion has suffered more than 200 casualties this time, nearly 400 Japanese devils have been eliminated. I will ask for credit from the brigade commander for your battalion." Huang Likui Lian threatened and coaxed the first battalion commander away.
Chapter completed!