"So, this battle may have to be fought."

But Brigadier General Smallet's face gradually became serious and his voice was a little low. "This is good news for the Chinese, but it is a big trouble for us."

What felt more troublesome than Brigadier General Smallett was naturally Kitakura Mandu. Looking back, a cloud of smoke rose up in the distance, and his head instantly grew bigger.

Yes, at this moment, the four mortars on the rooftop were like sharks smelling blood, unscrupulously pouring fire towards the infantry cannon 700 meters away.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A violent explosion continued to sound.

The heart of the Japanese captain who had been energetic and thought of standing on the ruins of the opponent's fortress was also sank.

Although it wasn't cold yet, Kitakura Mandu knew that the Chinese chose this opportunity so hard that they were really choosing. The four mountain cannons and four infantry cannons on their own should be looking for a suitable position to avoid smashing the shells into the damn Western concession.

The two infantry cannons that followed him were approaching the front of the warehouse, and they could not fire the artillery and could only be passively beaten. In terms of heavy firepower, they instantly changed from advantage to disadvantage.

But all this is not because the Chinese people's choice of fighter jets, but because it has a lot to do with him, the highest commander of the left-wing battlefield.

If he waited for 30 minutes and waited until the wing artillery squadron completely deployed his position before launching an attack, he would not have fallen into such a dilemma.

To put it bluntly, he was eager to make contributions to Mandu, who gave the Chinese a chance to beat his own infantry artillery. If two infantry artillery were blown up, the first thing he was the army captain who was responsible.

If you want to reduce your responsibilities, there is only one way to go. Keep attacking, and victory can cover up all ugliness.

So, while Kitanicang Mandu, who looked ugly, sent a communications soldier to ask the warehouse to launch a frontal attack to relieve the pressure on his left-wing battlefield, he ordered heavy machine guns to raise the elevation angle to shoot the shooting hole located on the height of the second and third floors to suppress the firepower of the Chinese defenders. At the same time, he ordered all grenade tubes under his command to fire grenades to the roof. No matter whether they can be shot or not, they would harass the Chinese mortars, right?

What if I hit it!

Of course, the most resolute order was naturally to leave it to the infantry team that had entered the frontier of the warehouse for fifty meters. Kitakura Mandu gave them a decisive order, rushed downstairs and blasted the solid wall that could not even be smashed by the infantry cannon.

As long as the wall is blown up and rush into this extremely strong fortress, even if the infantry cannon is destroyed and the infantry suffers heavy losses, the medal can still be hung on his chest in Mandu, Kitakura.

It can be said that until this time, the Japanese captain had not let go of his dream of winning and winning the medal.

The so-called daydreaming may not specifically refer to daylight, but rather, you want to daylight?

The reality is that life will not treat you well if you want to play with it for free.

If the Japanese infantry artillery squad has fortifications to avoid artillery fire, it is not so difficult to push the 200-kilogram infantry cannon and run, and there is still some room for maneuver; the light and heavy machine gun shooter only needs to pull the trigger a few more and tell his commander that he has worked very hard; the grenade launcher, that is, the hand speed is faster and the more grenades are smashed to indicate that he is almost broken; the two infantry squads responsible for cover are even more so because the smoke of the rifles is so dark that they are showing their hearts.

Then, the Japanese vanguard who suddenly entered the decisive state would...

Very embarrassing.

Charge to the death? Are you teasing me!

The opponent has dozens of shooting holes with at least a dozen continuous shooting firepower points. The bullets are like pouring, and they have to press their butts desperately and dare not leak out. They even stand up and continue to rush forward with the bullets? The chances of being killed are definitely more than 70%.

At this time, the camera should not retreat. Wait until the empire's artillery destroys the enemy's hiding fortifications or heavy firepower points before sending a few brothers to the site? The squadron leader even abandons the fixed routine of the Army's Cao Dian? Bullying the guys and studying less?

At least more than 90% of the strong men in the Japanese infantry squad that received the order to kill, had indescribable things happening to the women of the Captain Kitakura family in their minds.

The commander's order made the Japanese infantry very resistant. It was not embarrassing. What was really embarrassing was that the Chinese defenders seemed to have no room for them. Even if they continued to pretend to be dead and stayed in the ruins, they would not be able to do so.

The Army Lieutenant Colonel had long left his command center near the Suzhou River bank.

The supreme commander of the Chinese army in Sihang Warehouse stood behind the solid wall on the left wing on the third floor.

Behind him were the company commander of the Second Company Deng Ying and Tang Dao.

The second commander, Major Battalion Commander, Yang Ruifu, went to the first company responsible for the frontal defense operations of the warehouse. As the backbone platoon leader of the first company, Tang Dao came to the defensive position of the second company, which was somewhat strange.

However, the second company commander Deng Ying had no strange colors on his face. The reason was very simple. As the designer of the entire warehouse's defense firepower points, Tang Dao started attacking from the left-wing Japanese army, and was temporarily pulled out of the first company by the Army Lieutenant Colonel, responsible for observing the battlefield and making necessary adjustments to the firepower points configuration according to actual conditions.

Through the round of beating the Japanese army in front before dawn, everyone has admired Tang Dao's firepower configuration to the core.

The firepower configuration looks very simple, but it is just to place the machine guns and artillery in a good position. However, it is not an easy task to guess the Japanese army's platoon or even move first in that direction.

Now, after a wave of beatings, the Japanese army was indeed attacking the left wing, and the frontal troops were responsible for starting to restrain them.

"Company Commander Deng, what do you think the Japanese commander will do next? What should we do?" The Army Lieutenant Colonel glanced at the Japanese infantry hiding in the ruins fifty meters away through a small shooting hole, his eyes cold.

"Sir, I think the Japanese commander has two choices. One: order the vanguard soldiers to stand by on the spot, wait for the frontal troops to launch an attack to disperse our heavy firepower, and consume our guardian ammunition. When the time is right, you can launch an attack; Two: evacuate first, wait until their artillery firing angle is adjusted to the position and bombard the roof of the building, and then destroy our heavy firepower before launching an attack.

And we cannot expose the heavy firepower for too long to prevent losses caused by the artillery fire that was adjusted by the Japanese army." Deng Ying obviously had a vague case on this question and did not hesitate to answer.

"Well!" The Army Lieutenant Colonel nodded and turned his eyes to Tang Dao: "Platform Commander Tang, what do you think?"

"Sir, my subordinates think that no matter how the Japanese commander chooses, we only have one choice, that is, to be a good person." Tang Dao gave a simple and almost reckless answer to the two of them.

Silence sounded, but a trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Army Lieutenant Colonel.

Tang Dao's answer seems very simple, but it only refers to one tactical core - trying his best to kill and injure the Japanese invaders.

Tactics are all responsible for strategy. What is the purpose of the 1st Battalion of the 524th Regiment being trapped in the Sihang Warehouse alone? Isn’t it just to show it to the whole country and the whole world here? Chinese soldiers have not given up on Songhu!

Then why are you playing Zhang Liang's plan with them? Those who have finally put a Japanese infantry squad at a distance of fifty meters, then they must be killed and beat the Japanese army to the pain, so that the whole of China and the whole world can see the bloody wounds of the Japanese army, knowing that they don't look so invincible.
Chapter completed!