If the memory is not wrong, Kawashima Gojiro knew that there was only a 15-man team next to Grandma Sano who was protecting it.

Damn, the Chinese actually dared to sneak out of their positions to launch a sneak attack on the brigade command!

If they successfully attacked Grandpa Sano, no matter whether the Chinese high ground was conquered or not, the entire infantry brigade would be defeated. Lieutenant Kawashima Wushi, who had figured out this festival, was cold all over at that moment.

"All of them returned to the aid team!" Kawashima Gojiro's heart-wrenching roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

Under the leadership of this Japanese lieutenant, despite the bullets flying over his head, many Japanese soldiers stood up and ran backwards. In order to increase their speed, many Japanese infantry even rolled on the hillside with their bodies.

"Want to run? That's that easy!" Boss Cao's eyes were full of sarcasm and took the walkie-talkie: "Platform Leader Feng, cover-type saturated artillery shelling at the front of my No. 13 Highland 100 to 300 meters!"

"No problem, but Deputy Platoon Commander Cao, the amount of shells is limited. I can only provide 36 shells to you Highland No. 13!" The platoon leader, who was covered in black with smoke from gunpowder, answered seriously with a walkie-talkie.

"It's enough. Just drag these Japanese to the position for a few minutes, and we have some ways to kill them!" Boss Cao, who asked the heavy fire support for the first time, was already very satisfied with the fire support of 36 shells.

After all, there are 15 high grounds in the entire camp!

In addition to the four 150 mortars that were re-arranged, participating in the artillery attack on the frontier of Highland No. 13, the three mortars owned by Highland No. 13 itself also joined in. In addition, Battalion Commander Li, who has been focusing on this side, also waved his hand and ordered the three 80mm howitzers belonging to the battalion artillery company, to draw out one to cover the frontier of Highland No. 13.

A total of 8 artillery pieces exploded the entire hillside with smoke flying everywhere. The face was buried in the soil and the air waves and shrapnel could be torn into pieces of meat, let alone those who dared to move on the position.

In other words, the position was swept by the Siyi mountain cannon, leaving dozens of craters of different sizes, which could barely be used for the Japanese infantry to hide. Otherwise, if there were no drags, just over 150 shells of all sizes were smashed, 80% of the more than 100 Japanese troops would die.

Even so, in this more than 5 minutes of artillery attack, more than 40 Japanese casualties were killed and killed. Lieutenant Kawashima Wushi, the acting squadron leader of nearly 3 infantry squadrons, became the high-end infantry squadron leader.

Kawashima Gojiro, who was holding his head and curled up in the crater like a shrimp, was filled with sadness. This was not only because he knew very well that the defeat of the battle was decided.

Instead, this Chinese army that he had never encountered on the battlefield was too terrible.

Such fierce artillery fire from the Chinese had never appeared before. If such artillery fire was used in a large-scale infantry charge, not to mention 300 people, even 1,000 people could be torn to pieces.

But the Chinese just didn't use it, but they waited until their last reserve team came onto the battlefield before taking it out.

The terrible heavy firepower can only represent well-equipped. The most terrifying thing about this Chinese army is their thoughts.

By this time, the Chinese people's tactical intentions were already on paper. They were very heart-willing, not only to kill the imperial officers and soldiers, but also to take down their commanders.

But obviously, so far, they are about to fulfill their tactical intentions.

The constant explosion of artillery fire has made Lieutenant Kawashima, who has figured out all this, cannot hear any other sounds. He has relied on a one-meter-deep crater to avoid the surging air waves, and he cannot see the situation in the brigade headquarters hundreds of meters away.

The only thing he could do was pray, praying that God Amaterasu would bless the Grand Master to escape successfully in this amazing attack.

It is not only the Japanese Army lieutenant who figured this out.

When a gunshot was heard, the close guard beside him fell like a piece of wood. The Japanese Army Major who was thrown into the temporary field fortifications was finally understood by the guards, and the Chinese tactics were finally known - beheading battle!

However, he didn't have as much time as Lieutenant Kawashima to think about how powerful the enemy was, and he had to fight for his ability to continue to live.

The Japanese Army Major, who had not touched the rifle for more than a year, was only used to the fourteenth pistol in the south, carried the gun that had killed the guards, and joined the infantry squad that guarded him to attack the elite Chinese troops who had sneaked here.

As long as you persist for ten minutes, no, maybe five minutes, the frontline infantry will return and will surround these bold Chinese people, so that they will not lose their rice.

"Boom!" But soon, with a grenade extremely accurately blowing the Type 96 machine gun and the shooter who had just fired two shuttles of bullets into parts all over the floor, the Japanese Army's Major was completely desperate.

Damn Chinese not only have submachine guns with amazing fire rates, but also suppressed the imperial infantry who only held the 38th rifle under the rain so hard that they didn't even dare to take their heads. They even had small grenade launchers that could accurately shoot from 200 meters away.

Judging from the smoke caused by the explosion, the thing is much more powerful than the Imperial Grenade Bomb.

It is impossible not to say that Yoshizo Sano is very sensible. This type of straight-sighted grenade imported from the United States all comes from the Taihang Arsenal. All the charges are replaced by cyclone explosives. Although the charge amount is only 30 grams, it is freed up to be filled with murderous steel balls, and the explosion power is two or three times that of ordinary yellow gunpowder.

The temporary field fortifications could not withstand the continuous bombing of this straight-sight grenade, which was one of the reasons why Boss Cao was confident of using a team of 10 people to play beheading.

In the face of the continuous rain of bullets, the Japanese infantry's proud shooting technique is simply a joke. You can't even raise your head, so what can you use to play precise shooting? Do you take your head?

The damage caused by weak counterattack is that the opponent is constantly approaching. When the opponent enters the area where bombs can be dropped forty or fifty meters, it will be really done.

This is what every Japanese army with rich battlefield experience understands, but no matter how clear, every colleague who dares to show his head and fight back bravely is either fired into sieve by several submachine guns or is blown into pieces by a terrible straight-sight grenade thrower and sandbag fortifications. Who dares to do such a stupid thing?

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This is also the same idea, including the fact that the soldiers kept calling for the soldiers to shoot themselves but hid behind the fortification.

Therefore, the remaining 9 Japanese soldiers finally ushered in their finale three minutes later.

Three consecutive rounds of grenades were thrown from forty or fifty meters away, directly blowing the weak defense team into a mess.

After Adong led 6 soldiers into the area and killed the last Japanese army that resisted, he finally found the body of Yoshi Sano wearing a woolen coat behind a sandbag.

Yoshizo Sano did not commit suicide after despair. With the stupid way of seeking death by the Japanese who stabbed their belly with a knife, they basically had to die within an hour. It was far less than that of the ancient Chinese. They cut off the carotid artery with one knife and died completely in a few minutes.

Yoshizo Sano was killed by a grenade!

Several shrapnel tore open his belly and broke his artery. Without anyone to rescue and stop the bleeding, the Japanese Army Major completely entered a deep coma in less than a minute.

Because it is necessary to fight quickly, the 10-person team with full firepower has no intention of mercy to capture a prisoner. Without anyone being able to prove the authenticity of this guy wearing a yellow tweed coat, Adong, a gangster, could only use the most traditional Chinese method to pick up the command knife hanging on the body and arrange the body, just like a fish on a chopping board, chopping off his head in two seconds, and holding a belt through his jawbone and passing it to his waist.

Isn’t the evidence preserved?

Really, when Li Jiujin saw the guy with his head tied up, he was confused at the time. What era is it, why are you still doing the Qin family?

But you really don't know. After killing the Japanese devils, the Japanese Army's lieutenant deployed on both wings happened to return and had an encounter with 10 Chinese soldiers in the mountains and forests.

Because the number of Japanese troops was close to 30, a submachine gunman was unfortunately shot in the chest and died on the spot under a burst of indiscriminate guns.

Adong, who had been promoted to corporal, had his eyes red at that time. The sturdy but agile young man from Dashan rushed out with a submachine gun under the cover of the firepower of two grenades.

At that time, the distance between the two sides would never exceed 150 meters. At the beginning, the Japanese army had not seen clearly what the Chinese people were hanging around their waists like a monkey, and they thought it was a large grenade.

When the distance between the two sides was closer to 80 meters, several sharp-eyed Japanese soldiers discovered that something was hanging around the waist of the guy. It turned out to be a human head, and his neck, which was cut off by a sharp weapon, was still bleeding. After a closer look, the burnt yellow face with big gray eyes that was not Grandpa Sano, could it be that.

Chinese barbarians...

The Japanese army's mentality, which saw all this, exploded on the spot.

Let’s not mention how cruel Adong’s behavior is. The key is that the thing that the Japanese fear most on the Chinese battlefield is to behead their heads. In the customs of the islanders, the meaning that the soul cannot return to their hometown.

Of course, more importantly, they came to save Master Sano. Now Master Sano's head has become the trophy of the Chinese. Is it worth it to fight against such a cruel barbarian?

When this idea comes, the fighting spirit will naturally decline!

But Adong was so angry that he saw that he could not kill the Japanese army hiding behind the stones several times, Adong simply called his deputy platoon leader with a walkie-tallele phone, reported the coordinates and asked for support from the mortar.

At this time, the artillery fire in front of the covering position requested by Boss Cao had already stopped. When he heard Adong's request, he immediately ordered the three mortars on the No. 13 Highland to be bombarded according to the coordinates reported by Adong.

This may be the first time that the Four Lines Regiment was in the field battle by a single soldier calling squad platoon-level artillery support through a walkie-talkie phone, but it was extremely successful.

The more than 20 Japanese soldiers hiding in the mountains and forests shot at nine Chinese soldiers never dreamed that the Chinese would be so arrogant. A few small slags could actually get artillery support, and they were extremely quick.

The only thing that is lacking is accuracy.

Although during normal training, the Four Army Regiment emphasized that all squads and platoon-level officers must know the coordinates of artillery soldiers, which is to seek fire support from artillery soldiers more quickly and accurately, but like some ordinary soldiers, there is no strict requirement.

Tang Dao also knew that he was too hasty but not able to achieve it. It was really difficult for these guys who had just put down their hoes for a few years to write letters to their homes. After working hard to train, they also learned how to measure the distance and position of the cannon.

These things can only be done slowly. Between saving your life and improving your studies, anyone with a little brain knows how to choose.

For example, As Dong, watching a series of three shells hit the area less than 20 meters away from him, and then sent him away after a little more. He didn't even bother to scold him, and shouted directly on the walkie-talkie: "It's off, it's off, it's off, and then it's off to the west and then deviate 70 meters!"

After shouting, Adong and a sergeant gunner on the other end of the walkie-talkie wiped their cold sweat at the same time.

The gunners were so stupid that they shouted on the walkie-talkie that they were so stupid that they could not even report the coordinates, so they dared to ask for mortar support. They almost sent their comrades to heaven with their own hands.

And Ah Dong was naturally afraid and regretful. If he could listen to Deputy Platoon Leader Cao and practiced some of the positioning coordinate techniques mentioned by the mortar operator, there would be no such stupid things that would almost kill him.

I made up my mind and after this battle, I would study hard and improve every day.

You see, this is the choice of smart people. No matter how difficult it is to learn, is it still important to have a life? No wonder the legend that Tang Tuanzuo even jumps into the cessation pit in order to survive.

Of course, at the post-war summary meeting, Adong, who had won the second-class military merits, was taken out as a typical example by Tang regiments because of this case of individual soldiers calling for artillery fire support, but it was just a negative example.

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Fortunately, there is the instant messaging tool of Walkie-Telephone. After three consecutive rounds of test firing, the shell finally landed where it should be.

After several consecutive rounds of artillery fire, the remaining Japanese army was completely out of control, and there were still artillery soldiers. Why should they fight against them here? When will they not run away?

The 39th Division fled in panic for the first time and did not appear on the No. 13 Highland where the battle was most intense, but instead appeared in the mountains where both sides had the least force of troops.

But these dozen Japanese soldiers were also lucky among the nearly 500 Japanese troops in front of the No. 13 Highland. It was precisely because of their cowardice that at least they did not die here.

And those brave, especially those who rushed into the front-line trenches more than ten minutes ago, also ushered in their doomsday after their captain of the Grand Grand Priest.

"Grenade! 3 rounds, drop!" Amid Boss Cao's orders, 15 soldiers who were still in the trench in the second line stood in the trench and threw grenades into the trench diagonally below.

The distance between the two trenches was 40 meters different from each other, and they were measured on the spot before the war. It was not a random distance, but it was difficult to pitch grenades from bottom to top, but it was easy to get from top to bottom.

Moreover, before the war, under the leadership of Boss Cao, everyone had actually practiced the training bullets of the same weight, and there was still a certain accuracy of 70% or 80%.

In 3 rounds, 45 grenades were dropped, and at least 30 fell into the trenches, and smoke suddenly rolled in the front-line trenches.

The Japanese army was filled with screams!

Of course, there are bulletproof grooves half a meter deep in the front line of trenches. Grenades are thrown over, and soldiers can rush into the bulletproof groove to save their lives. If they are agile enough, they will most likely survive under the attack of this density grenade.

But since Boss Cao dared to give the trench to the Japanese, how could he have no means to deal with them?

"Incendiary bomb! 3 rounds! Drop!" Accompanied by Boss Cao's order, the soldiers lit the twists of the glass bottle in their hands.

Standing straight, he smashed hard towards the trench below.

Grenades are not only an appetizer for the Japanese, but also suppress them from hiding and unable to shoot at the second-line trenches. This will allow the Chinese officers and soldiers in the second-line trenches to feel at ease and boldly throw the terrifying moor bottle into the trenches.

The reason why even a fierce man like Boss Cao feels terrifying is that they have all seen the power of this kind of glass bottle filled with yellow-brown turbid liquid after it explodes.

A large stone that was tall among people was smashed into such a family. Whether watering it with water or thrusting it with branches, the fire did not diminish. The whole stone was busy for 3 minutes, and the whole stone burned for 3 minutes until the fuel was completely exhausted. When I looked again, the granite, which had not even left many traces of bullets, was actually burned and cracked.

You said that if this splashes on a person, the bones must not be burned!

Therefore, the infantrymen of the Four-Road Regiment would rather deal with explosives than easily touch such a molten bottle that was said to have been developed by the regiment commander himself.

However, the Japanese are huddled in such trenches. Dozens of mobilizers are smashed over like this, which is the best choice. Even if they cannot be burned, they will choke to death. I don’t know what things are added there, which will make a pungent and breathable stench. It’s even more amazing to cover the clothes on the nose, and it’s even more difficult to breathe.

That is the concept of Tang Dao citing the future of the thermostress bomb. Using violent combustion to consume a lot of oxygen, the pungent smell emitted is a small amount of ammonia, which can not only help burn the mucosa of the skin, eyes, and respiratory organs. Inhaling too much can cause lung swelling and even death.

Of course, if you want to get this treatment, you must first avoid the sparks of death that are flying everywhere.

Obviously, in semi-enclosed spaces like trenches, there are not many Japanese infantry who can receive this treatment.

Five minutes later, when Boss Cao brought people into the trenches, a familiar smell of meat was scented, and it almost made Boss Cao feel bad.
Chapter completed!