my bright sword career

Chapter 132 The devil is going to desperately
PS: Ah Ding would like to apologize to all the masters. I got up this morning and sent out a security card and went to work. I didn’t change it until 08:30. I kept everyone waiting for a long time. I guess many people are cursing their mothers. This Ah Ding admits, once again I apologize to all the lords.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

It took less than 2 minutes for Yan Xiaofu to make a call, and the artillery shells from behind immediately rang.

Only about 200 meters away from the first line of defense, the howling shells slammed into the front of the position with huge kinetic energy, and more than ten groups of black explosive smoke rose. This is the explosive smoke produced when the shrapnel exploded, each 105 mm There are more than 1000 steel bullets with a diameter of 17.5 mm in the shrapnel. The very small amount of explosives in the middle of the shrapnel only explodes the thin shell wall and disperses the steel shots at the same time. Bullet screens scattered around.

At the moment when the first round of 12 shrapnel shells exploded, more than 17.5 projectiles with a diameter of 20 mm formed a dense barrage and flew to the surroundings precisely. After each shell exploded, the flying projectiles could cover the range of at least [-] meters.

Raindrops of projectiles instantly covered the front of the position, and the fragile bodies of the Japanese soldiers rushing towards the position in a dense formation were immediately hit mercilessly by the high-speed flying projectiles. Call.

In the first round of shelling alone, at least one squadron of the Japanese army lost the battle. There was no way. In order to take down the line of defense as quickly as possible, the Japanese army adopted intensive charges, which is commonly known as the crowd tactics.

The advantage of this tactic is that once it is successful, more troops can be projected to the local position in the shortest time, inflicting the greatest damage on the enemy, but the disadvantage is also obvious. Also the biggest.

After the bombardment, those Japanese soldiers who managed to escape by lying on the ground in time saw the corpses hit by the shells, the stumped limbs and broken arms, the skulls crushed by the bullets, and the brains splashed.

The uneven ground blasted by the shells was completely stained red and black by blood from the wounded and the dead. The wounded soldiers hit by the shells were lying on the ground struggling and howling in pain.

Seeing this scene, Ryuji Ota, who personally commanded the charge of the alliance, was so distressed that he almost bled.

After a few days of fighting, the 67th Regiment had less than 3800 soldiers in the original 2000-strong infantry regiment. In order to take down Qixia Pass tonight, he even took the initiative to take on the task of frontal attack. In the opposite position, the 67th Regiment can not only get rid of the humiliation they have suffered due to failure these days, but can even become famous in the First Army, and he, the Regiment Captain, might also be able to enter the high-level view.

Taking advantage of the gap between the first round of bombardment and the second round of bombardment, the Japanese soldiers who had trained quickly found bunkers and hid.

"Swoosh... bang..."

Several more flares flew into the sky and exploded, illuminating the front of the entire position brightly.

With the help of the light from the flare, a Japanese soldier hiding in a depression saw a black-gray steel ball rolling to his feet. The soldier picked up the steel ball. The surface of the cast iron steel ball was very rough, and he held it in his hand. Some can even feel its aftermath.

Before the Japanese soldier saw the shape of the steel ball in his hand, there was another whistling sound of tearing the air in the sky. Amidst a violent explosion, several steel balls that were the same as those in his hand hit his body. , The steel ball entered from the back of his skull and rushed out between his eyebrows, tearing his brain out a few feet away. He couldn't let out the scream that was congested in his throat until he died. The left hand that was broken by the steel ball still held the Yu Wen's steel shot was the same steel shot that took his life.

"Zhuang Mancai, Geng Changshun, you all listen to me, hit me hard, block the little devil with the fastest and most violent firepower, and raise the hot air balloon by the way to prevent the bombardment of the devil's artillery."

In the command post, Gao Hongming yelled at the communications staff officer.

When Gao Hongming first saw the scale of the Japanese army's charge, he knew that tonight would be the time of life and death for him and thousands of brothers in the militia.

Judging from this posture, Yukio Koizumi must have put all his mobilized troops into tonight's attack in public. Once they can't stop them, what awaits them is the end of their entire army.

However, he also secretly rejoiced in his heart that the Japanese army chose to attack at night, which meant that they could use artillery without any scruples without worrying about the patronage of Japanese aircraft. The only thing to worry about was the Japanese artillery, so he immediately Order the scout balloon to go up.

After giving the order to the artillery battalion, he strode out of the command post, came to the position of the observation post, and raised his binoculars to look over.

In the dark night, one after another flares were shot into the sky as if they didn't need money, and the night sky, which was originally invisible, was now as bright as day.

Under the light of the flares, Gao Hongming could see that the huge Qixia Pass was surrounded by densely packed Japanese troops. They seemed like zombies who knew no death or pain, advancing desperately in the dark night, letting the shells explode around them without realizing it.

One soldier fell, and the soldiers behind stepped over his body without hesitation and continued to move forward until they fell too.

Although the defenders on the position are firing desperately, MG42 machine guns, MP40 submachine guns, and 98K rifles are all pouring out flames, but facing the Japanese charge that completely ignores death, they seem a little powerless. Like a sampan under a huge wave, it is in danger of capsizing at any time.

Seeing this, Gao Hongming was very anxious. Although he had ordered the artillery battalions to open fire with all their strength, nearly half of the two artillery battalions had lost in the fierce battles these days, and the remaining artillery was less than [-] pieces. The Japanese army's all-round attack was too powerless.

"Sir..."

The combat staff came over in a hurry, "The Fifth Battalion reported that the frontal Japanese offensive was very fierce, and they couldn't bear it anymore, so they asked for more reinforcements."

Seeing Gao Hongming groaning silently, the combat staff suggested: "Regiment...how about we let the fifth battalion and the third battalion retreat to the second line of defense. After the defense line shrinks, our strength will not be so tight."

After pondering for a moment, Gao Hongming ordered: "You tell Yan Xiaofu to retreat to the second line of defense immediately, and tell the third battalion to retreat, and let's shrink the line of defense."

"Kakkaka..."

On a position at a prominent position, an MG42 was pouring flames. The Japanese army in front couldn't raise their heads due to the dense firepower. Seeing that the firepower was too fierce, the Japanese army dispatched a 42-type heavy machine gun to try to suppress it. , but as soon as two magazines were fired, this Type [-] with a man and a gun was beaten into a sieve by MG[-].

"click click..."

MG42, which was spouting flames crazily, stopped suddenly, making the sound of firing pins hitting the air.

"Change the barrel!"

The observer on the right quickly pulled the lever on the right side of the machine gun with his right hand wearing an asbestos glove, pulled out the red barrel and threw it aside, and then picked up a new barrel Tuck it in, and close the lever again.

The deputy shooter on the left took a box of bullets, opened the top cover and pressed the bullets, and the machine gunner pulled the safety and loaded the bullets.

All this is very long to say, but it actually took less than five seconds, and soon this MG42 began to pour out flames again.

This machine gun is condescending and located on the protruding part. It poses a huge threat to the Japanese army, so it has become a thorn in the side of the Japanese army.

After a few more rounds of bullets, two grenadiers exploded nearby, and the machine gunner, who had been crazily shooting with his arms around the machine gun, lay on top of the machine gun without saying a word.

"Da Zhuang... Da Zhuang..."

"Medical soldiers... come here..."

The deputy shooter and the observer helped the shooter aside, shouted twice and saw that the shooter didn't answer, and after the loader shouted a few times for the medics, they held the machine gun and continued shooting without hesitation.

On the battlefield, the soldiers who have long been accustomed to seeing life and death did not show any panic, but only indifference and numbness to death.

"Left front...right front...right front..."

The observer is taking on two roles at this time. While feeding the ammunition, he observes the targets ahead for the machine gunner.

"Damn it...I beat you to death..."

The loader cursed under his breath as he pulled the trigger.

Although the maximum rate of fire of the MG42 is as high as 1200 rounds per minute, it cannot do this when actually shooting. It can only be fired in bursts, otherwise the barrel will be scrapped in a short time.

Although the soldiers of the Fifth Battalion shot desperately, they still felt great pressure in the face of the Japanese army who seemed to have lost their minds.

"Boom...boom..."

Grenades thrown by grenades kept falling on the position, and soldiers of the fifth battalion were shot and fell to the ground. Although every soldier fell, the Japanese army several times his own fell, but Yan Xiaofu was still full of anxiety. They were sweating profusely, and within half an hour of the start of the battle, their position encountered danger five or six times, and was almost broken by the Japanese army several times.

"boom……"

A 75mm grenade landed on the fifth battalion's position, and a MG42 machine gun that was pouring out flames and the machine gunner, along with the observer and loader, were blown into the air in an instant.

With one machine gun missing, the firepower in this area suddenly decreased a lot, and the Japanese army took advantage of the situation to attack this place...

A signal soldier covered in blood stumbled into the battalion command post and said loudly, "The battalion commander... the company's position is tight, and the company commander asks for support."

"Support... What kind of support do you want me to get, I only have one correspondent left by my side, do you want it?"

Yan Xiaofu glared at him, "Go and tell Ge Laocai, if I lose the position, I will kill him."

"understand!"

Seeing whether reinforcements were coming, the signal soldier's eyes darkened for a moment, but he turned around and walked out without hesitation.

"battalion commander!"

At this time, the communication soldier shouted, "The regiment ordered us to abandon the first position, retreat to the second line of defense, and join the third battalion."

"Understood...we will retreat immediately." After receiving Gao Hongming's order, Yan Xiaofu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ordered each company to withdraw from their positions alternately.

The militia's shrinking defense line was immediately noticed by the Japanese troops participating in the attack, especially Ryuji Ota, who commanded the 67th Regiment to attack desperately regardless of casualties. It was not to capture Qixia Pass. He actually gave up the line of defense on his own initiative, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He drew out his command knife and roared loudly: "Warriors of the empire, the Chinese retreated, rushed up...kill them all!"

"Kill it..."

"Half a load..."

The Japanese troops participating in the attack were also extremely excited. What was the purpose of their desperate charge under artillery fire? Wasn't it to win the opposite pass?
You must know that in the past few days alone, their alliance has reduced by one-third, and with the desperate charge just now, it is not bad to have half of his alliance left.

In fact, just now, facing the dense firepower and tenacious resistance of the defenders, he once doubted whether he could take down the opposite position. Now, the enemy finally took the initiative to retreat, even though he also knew which Chinese people were Withdrew to the next line of defense to resist again, but this did not prevent them from cheering. Otherwise, after fighting for so many days and killing so many people, they could not even take a position of the Chinese. This would seriously affect the 41st Division morale.

"Yoshi..."

The voice of the Japanese was so loud that Yukio Koizumi, who was several miles away, could faintly hear it.

He put down the binoculars and breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, we have taken down the first line of defense of the Chinese people. Next, as long as we can take down the second line of defense, this battle can be declared over."

This is not only Koizumi Yukio's thoughts, but also the thoughts of most of the officers and soldiers of the Japanese army tonight, but they have forgotten that there is an old Chinese saying that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

Just when thousands of Japanese troops were swarming towards the second and last line of defense at Qixia Pass, a troop was quietly moving behind them.

"Attention all units...don't turn on the lights without an order...again, don't turn on the lights. The driver should follow the vehicle in front closely, so don't fall into the ditch."

This marching army is the armored battalion that Gao Hongming regards as the lifeblood. Because of the heavy losses suffered in the last air strike, Gao Hongming, who was so distressed, didn't let the armored battalion go into battle again, and has been resting all the time.

Tonight, the Japanese army suddenly launched a full-scale night attack. Gao Hongming, who was a little bit numbed by the desperate posture of the Japanese army, finally remembered the army he had hidden behind, and immediately transferred them.

"Attention all units of the Armored Battalion!"

At this time, all the tank units heard a familiar voice from the headsets, "I am the regiment commander Gao Hongming, and the mission of your armored battalion is to go around the back of the Japanese army and attack their buttocks.

When the attack begins, the No. [-] tank and Bobcat reconnaissance tank will take the lead, and the anti-aircraft company will provide fire support behind. Tonight's battle is related to the life and death of our regiment.

I won't say any more redundant nonsense, let's go... my armored soldier!I'm done talking! "

Gao Hongming quickly hung up the communication, and the communication channels of all the tanks fell into silence. After a while, someone shouted.

"Armored soldiers...advance..."

"Armored soldiers...advance..."

Soon, orderly shouts sounded in the channel. In this burst of shouts, dozens of tanks galloped towards the battlefield with fierce gunfire like steel monsters marching in the dark...

(End of this chapter)