After the last bang.

There is silence above the ‘Guling’.

Under the light of the flares, the Japanese army looked at the battlefield full of remains, and for the first time, they did not raise their own bayonets and cheer for the tsunami of military flags.

It was not that they were afraid of the mortar shelling of the Chinese people in the distance, after the total death of the same bombardment twenty minutes ago, no more mortars owned by the Chinese were fired.

No matter how stupid it is, I know that the Chinese who are forced into a desperate situation are exhausted.

Whether it is above the hills or the trenches by the river, the gunshots of the Chinese who once had fierce firepower and the continuous shooting of submachine guns have long been no longer the main theme of the battlefield.

The unique gunshots of the Type 38 rifle occupy the entire battlefield, and this is true for both China and Japan.

Yes! Even if it is as strong as the 36th Infantry Brigade, after nearly 2 hours of continuous attack, its artillery has exhausted 80% of its shell reserves, and its infantry has consumed ammunition enough to support three days of normal combat. Why should the Chinese who are far inferior to the Japanese equipment not consume all their ammunition?

Chinese people may not be afraid of death, but that is only a will and cannot be exchanged for bullets.

As the Japanese army thought on the hill, the ammunition was completely consumed on the lonely hill, and there were only a few left in the trenches. The remaining submachine guns and bullets were concentrated in the hands of elite veterans. Unless the Japanese army had attacked the trenches, they would never shoot. The rifle that maintained the shaky defense line was the one that touched the Japanese corpse in front of the battlefield.

As for the four mortars in Pang Dahai's hand, it's not that he consumed all of them, he still had 4 shells.

However, since the 67th Army fought against Japan in North China and witnessed the tragedy of Japanese invaders torture and killing prisoners, most of them were used to leaving the last bullet for themselves.

The four shells will be fired after the entire position is captured, and then the artillery will collectively return to the infantry and rush into the enemy group.

The Japanese army did not cheer, not because of fear, but because of great frustration.

Until the entire hill was occupied, there were no more than 180 Chinese soldiers who were found, which meant that it was just a strengthening of the infantry company, but they used nearly five infantry squadrons and paid more than 600 combat losses.

Among them, one captain and the infantry squadron leader, five lieutenant and second lieutenant squadron leader, and twenty-six soldiers, who belonged to the backbone of the soldiers, were killed.

The absolute advantage of troops and the absolute advantage of firepower have achieved such a shocking record. What else is there to cheer for?

But this may be just standing on the conquered position but only savoring the bitter thoughts of the Japanese infantrymen. For Masato Kanda, who finally received the capturing of the hilly position, he was really relieved.

For the Army Colonel at this time, it was no longer a key point in conquering tactical areas, and could condescend to the hills to shoot the Chinese who were still fighting in the trenches. Instead, he needed results.

Although the huge and trembling casualties are already numb, he knows that as the top commander on the front line, he must be able to write these casualties in the war report what to do.

‘The most important heavy firepower position to conquer the Chinese enemy!’ will be the fig leaf he handed over to the brigade headquarters and even the division headquarters.

Even if this fig leaf is exchanged for the lives of more than 600 imperial infantrymen.

It doesn't matter, what matters is that he needs a result.

If such casualties cannot capture the Chinese position, I am afraid that the already worried brigade commander who stayed 800 meters away will put him on the blacklist in advance!

As for the front battlefield with greater casualties, he would have to relax. According to the current situation, the Chinese people's positions will sooner or later be broken through by him.

As for the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade, which was urgently needed to rescue, the Japanese Army Colonel has long since chosen to forget it. Even if there is no infantry protection, they are the ones with a dignified imperial artillery Brigade! With nearly 8,000 troops, the small group of Chinese people who attacked them can be killed by the pile of people with their lives!

What farewell message did Baga send? Who should I send it to the entire army on the jade-breaking position? Anyway, I am fighting now, who will be embarrassed to send it to!

Anyway, Kanda Masato, who finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, would never believe that the current difficulties the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade was as tragic as they described in their telegram. In his opinion, it was just the alarmist statement of the Major General of the Heavy Artillery who had never seen him twice.

Of course, even if it is really in that situation, what can he do? He has tried his best. For those idiots, the imperial infantry has paid 2,000 casualties. Even if he wins in the end, the brigade will be beaten to a half-dead. If he wants to restore his former combat power, it will take two and a half years to say.

"Order the heavy machine gun squadron to which the 3rd Infantry Brigade belongs to the occupied positions, and order the infantry artillery team directly to the occupied positions." Kanda Masato quickly issued a military order, with cold eyes and a loud voice.

"I'll send orders to the front that the entire army will temporarily stop attacking. After all the redeployed heavy firepower is in place, our army will launch the last attack on the Chinese. In this battle, I will go to the front line and fight side by side with you! The empire, the martial arts will flourish!"

"Hi!"

In the field command center covered by dim lights, a group of auxiliary and lieutenant combat staff all bowed their heads.

The morale, which had previously been quite sluggish in the fight, rose because of a certain colonel's declaration of "fighting side by side".

Perhaps, only Chief of Staff of the 36th Infantry Brigade, whose face was covered by the darkness, expressed his disdain.

They were all beaten into pig heads by the Chinese, and they were still showing off! What about "fighting side by side"? It was just a symbolic standing in the trenches dug by the supervision team and watching their infantry fall on the charge.

Just this, I have to compete with me for this front-line commander, idiot! This may be the only evaluation Setonelli has for his colleague.

Although he knew very well that although his colleague who was Xiu'er was not very smart in fighting, he was very skillful in the officialdom.

The reason why Kanda Masato competed with him for the role of the first commander of the front line was to try to reduce his guilt. No matter if he was unable to win this victory, the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade encountered a long-planned attack by the Chinese because of their 36th Infantry Brigade, people needed to take responsibility.

Major General Brigade Commander Niujima Man is of course the first person to be responsible, but he is a major general who is still alive and has a big backer in the base camp. At most, he will retire from active service and enter the reserve service. As long as the war continues, he will be re-employed one day.

The rank of the Grand Chief officer is too low and he doesn't have the qualifications to take the blame. It is obvious that the scapegoat can only fall on the Colonel and Nakazo.

Kada Masato was not allowed to show off his life! Perhaps that was the last time he issued an order in his position as a colonel.

It’s a pity that intelligence was mistaken for intelligence. I’m afraid that Masato Kanda didn’t expect his opponent to be so strong. He actually blocked his army for nearly two hours, and even caused such heavy casualties to the imperial infantry.

As a last resort, I had to make a declaration to go to the battlefield in person.

If this idiot is killed by Chinese stray bullets or cold gunners, that would be wonderful! The little demon in the heart of the Japanese Army Nakasa who put his face in the dark light was flapping his wings desperately.

Because of the ownership of a corner of the battlefield, the Japanese army was in a mixed mood.

The battlefield also fell into a brief tranquility.

In the Chinese trenches that were once again shrouded in darkness, Lao Zhou's body was as stiff as a clay sculpture.

He was not sad that his position would usher in the last wave of fierce attacks from the Japanese army, nor was he even sad that he was lost by the important place he and Lao Zhao chose.

Instead, he knew that the old comrade who likes to joke with him was dead!
Chapter completed!