my bright sword career

Chapter 512
"Hurry up...the front of the position here will be thickened."

"Baga... who dug this anti-blasting hole, the top is actually less than one meter, once the Chinese people shot over, you would all die inside."

On a high ground hundreds of miles away on the north bank of the Weihe River, countless Japanese troops were busy like worker ants.

Some of them were wielding hoes, some were carrying sand and gravel, and they were all sweating profusely. There were also many officers who kept patrolling the position, and the officers would yell and curse from time to time.

Lieutenant General Kanda Shochu, head of the Sixth Division, was accompanied by Chief of Staff Shimono Yihuo, Major General Tokutaro Tsuii, head of the 11th Brigade, and Major General Ushijima Mitsuru, head of the 36th Brigade.

Looking at the sweating Japanese soldiers, Kanda Shochu stopped and turned to Ushishima Man on the left, saying, "Ushishima-san, this line of defense is our first line of defense, do you know what it means if we lose it? "

"I know." Niu Daoman looked very solemn: "Once the defense line is lost, it means that the Chinese infantry can continue to cross the Wei River to attack the second line of defense. The strength of the Sixth Division is hard to resist."

Kanda Shochu hadn't spoken yet, and Tokutaro, who was on the side, was unhappy, and said in a deep voice, "Ushijima-kun, don't you forget about the 11th Brigade?"

Niu Daoman turned his head to look at him and said calmly: "Mr. Junjing, once the 36th Brigade's position is occupied, are you confident in resisting the chariot troops of the Liantai militia? Or can you resist the bombardment of hundreds of bombers and heavy artillery?

Also, I would venture to ask, how many people are left in your 47th Regiment? "

Tokutaro Shii was choked and speechless.

Is the Liantai militia's combat effectiveness strong?

Of course it is strong, otherwise the Japanese army would not be defeated steadily, but their most powerful enemy still lies in its artillery and aircraft.

Whether it is the bombers whistling in the sky or the heavy artillery of 155 and 203 calibers, these days have become the nightmare of countless Japanese soldiers. Now, no one dares to pat his chest in the entire Sixth Division to guarantee that he can resist the Liantai militia. Bingfeng, including his trash well Tokutaro.

Seeing the two subordinates running against each other, Kanda Shochu also frowned.

Today's Sixth Division has gone through continuous fierce battles, and it is no longer the strangely full-staffed appearance it was more than a month ago.

When it first entered Shanxi last month, the Sixth Division had two brigades, four infantry regiments, one artillery regiment, and one cavalry regiment, with a total of 5000 people.

But now, the cavalry regiment was almost disabled, and the remaining artillery regiment and infantry regiment also suffered heavy losses. The combined combat strength of the entire division was less than half of the original. It has never been done since the establishment of the regiment.

All of this makes Kanda Zhengzhong feel uneasy.

However, he could only suppress this emotion in his heart, and shouted in a cheered voice: "Okay, you are all senior generals of the empire, so don't say any more words that shake the morale of the army, and don't blame me as a teacher if you let me hear it again." Is the identity of the head of the regiment enforced by the military regulations?"

After being told by Shochu Kanda, Mitsuru Ushijima and Tokutaro Tsuii stopped their quarrel, looked at each other, bowed together and said in unison, "Hi!"

While a group of people were talking, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and the strong wind blew up the dust on the ground, so that the Japanese soldiers who were rushing to repair the fortifications covered their faces to avoid the wind and sand from blowing into their eyes and mouths.

Seeing the sudden strong wind and the cloudy weather almost instantly, the three of Kanda Masakae's hearts sank. This kind of weather is clearly the rhythm of a sudden rainstorm.

Sure enough, after the strong wind blew for about ten minutes, accompanied by lightning and thunder, bean-sized raindrops slanted down from the sky in an instant, and the ground turned into a swamp.

Soon, the rainwater gathered and flowed towards the built trenches. The trenches almost turned into swimming pools. Countless Japanese soldiers were busy carrying weapons and ammunition from the artillery holes and ammunition depots to the high ground under the scolding of the officers. At the place, I found a rain cloth to cover it.

This is also necessary. Although modern weapons and ammunition are not as effective as the time of black powder or muzzle-loading guns when they touch water, after being soaked in rain for a long time, the water will slowly invade the inside of the ammunition, and the propellant will absorb moisture. Increase the water content, which will slow down the burning speed of the propellant, and when shooting, close-up or misfire may occur.

Looking at the soldiers who were still busy carrying ammunition like mud monkeys, the uneasiness in Kanda Masakae's heart became more and more serious.

At the same time, at an artillery position less than five kilometers away from the Sixth Division, Geng Changshun, the commander of the First Artillery Battalion, also cursed at the sky.

"My God, you're so damn motherfucker, it's raining at this time, isn't that what I'm watching all the time, how do you let me have sex in such a horrible weather?"

And in the joint command headquarters, Gao Hongming, Master Liu and the political commissar looked at each other as they watched the torrential rain that tilted like the Milky Way. Master Liu said helplessly: "It seems that God is not protecting me."

"It's really not a coincidence that the rain scares me!" Political Commissar Ping also heaved a long sigh.

Originally, they had already discussed it, and planned to hit all the artillery and shell the Japanese positions on the north bank of the Weihe River at noon today.

And this shelling fired not ordinary shells, but incendiary bombs.

They have already calculated that if hundreds of artillery pieces fired incendiary bombs together, it would only take 10 minutes to turn the Japanese positions into a sea of ​​flames.

At that time, the Japanese army's position will definitely be in chaos. At that time, they can gather all the collected ships and transport the first wave of attacking troops to the north bank while the Japanese army has no time to take care of them. As long as the first wave of troops can gain a firm foothold on the north bank, The next battle will be easy.

But God didn't give face, and it rained heavily at this time. It can only be a joke to use incendiary bombs against the Japanese army in such weather.

Looking at the torrential rain pouring down like God's anger, Gao Hongming suddenly asked, "Mr. Liu, if we secretly build a pontoon bridge on the Weihe River at this time, will the Japanese find out?"

"Secretly build a pontoon bridge?"

Mr. Liu and the political commissar of peace were stunned, "Is this plan feasible?"

"I think I can try it."

The more Gao Hongming thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he said enthusiastically: "I have a pontoon bridge company under my command, and they can build pontoon bridges on the bridge deck no longer than 400 meters.

The width of the Weihe River is generally about 300 meters, so the idea of ​​erecting a pontoon bridge is completely achievable.

I didn't suggest this before because under normal circumstances, the chances of trying to build a pontoon bridge under the noses of the Japanese are next to zero, but not now.

This heavy rain made the visibility of both sides no more than 100 meters, so that the possibility of erecting a pontoon bridge was possible. Once the pontoon bridge was erected successfully, we no longer needed to use wooden boats and sampans to transport troops. "

(End of this chapter)