Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 231

Chapter 231 Use logistics to crush the poor

“Yamaguchi-kun, we don't have much time left, let the troops prepare to break out north.”

“A certain regiment in our rear seems to have lost its patience and chose to retreat southward.”

“Once they successfully leave the battlefield, we will be attacked from two sides, and by then there will be no chance of resistance.”

　　The calm tone of the direct commander made Hiroshi Singko feel bad.

 The battle on the west side of Zhongtiao Mountain has been fought so far, and the opponent is the only surviving general. Soldiers at the grassroots level only follow his lead and regard him as the backbone of the army.

 But the other party turned out to be a die-hard sect who only wanted to be loyal to the Locust and had no idea how to be flexible at all.

 Breakout to the north?

The 37th Division had been confronting the Guo Preserved garrison at Zhongtiao Mountain for so long. Hiroshi Singguchi had long been familiar with the surrounding terrain. He knew all the trails and paths suitable for breaking out.

There is a plain of several kilometers to the north, where transportation is convenient and there is even a road.

Although the main road is very close to the county seat in the occupied area, the enemy will never give them a chance to escape back. They know that there must be a trap there without even thinking about it.

Since the enemy can quietly reach the rear of the 37th Division, they will definitely deploy security forces along the road and even arrange some ambush points.

 You can't make the same mistakes your opponents made again.

Moreover, the enemy is the Eighth Route Army, and encircling points for reinforcements is their specialty.

If you rush in recklessly without doing any prior reconnaissance, the troops will most likely die without a burial place.

Before Singguchi Hiroshi could give a clear answer, Major General Hirano Shigeki began to make the next specific arrangements on his own, without any reference to the other party's suggestions.

“Your regiment has the lowest casualties, the most complete overall strength and command system, and you will be the main force in the next offensive mission.”

"Please be sure to break through the enemy's defense line within two hours, tear a hole directly in front of the enemy, and open a lifeline for the follow-up troops to retreat."

“I will concentrate all the remaining artillery of the 37th Division to provide fire support to your regiment.”

 As the orders were deployed one by one, Hirano Chengshu's expression became increasingly weird. There was still a gentle smile on his face, but his black eyes were trembling slightly.

　　It even looked like his face was covered with a thin mask, as if if the calm on the surface were accidentally broken, the madness and chaos inside would be released.

Singkahiro Shi finally figured out one thing. The madman in front of him had no intention of getting out alive. The so-called breakout to the north is just a comforting excuse for the lower-level soldiers and officers.

Who is a normal person who would attack in the first round as the main attack?

At present, there are only three incomplete regiments left in the entire 37th Division. It is unknown whether they can gather 4,000 men.

Now directly deploying 1,700 people, plus all the artillery fire cover, isn't it clear that we are going to fight a wave of attacks? Didn't you think about the possibility of the artillery positions being taken over?

 As for the result?

Either the breakout is successful, and the exhausted troops are scooped up by the Eighth Route Army ambushing them, which becomes a classic case in other textbooks.

Either the breakout fails and they all die on the way to the charge, and the descendants who want to pay homage to themselves cannot even hold their ashes.

 After thinking for a moment, Singkahiang had no choice but to accept the reality. He is just a colonel, and he is not even qualified to question the authority of the major general, let alone resist.

 “I know, I will lead the team myself.”

 “I hope you will keep your promise and provide me with artillery support.”

　　Although his subordinates did not use honorifics, nothing mattered anymore. There was nothing to argue about between two dying men.

  The 37th Division's Lieutenant General and Division Commander were all shattered on the battlefield. Even if Hirano Shigeki could successfully return to Taiyuan, he would not end well. Instead of trying to survive and survive, it is better to fight to the death and return home.

 Breakout? Just an excuse!

 Attack fiercely as soon as they come face to face, with one regiment as the main attack, and combined with artillery, the Eighth Route Army can definitely be caught off guard.

“Colonel Yamaguchi, just lead the charge and leave the rest to me.”

“Other regiments will follow suit and will never betray our comrades. His Majesty Tian Locust and Commander Okamura will pray for us.”

"Hi!"

The other party's ferocious smile made Yamaguchi Hiroshi's hair stand on end. He couldn't bear to be in the same room with this madman anymore, so he trotted away from here.

 The 120th Division, advance to the command post.

 A full hour has passed since the troops launched their attack. Judging from the current advancement progress, the battle can definitely be ended before dark.

 Division Commander Huzi and a group of staff are checking for leaks and filling the gaps. Their goal is to completely annihilate the 36th and 37th Divisions and never let go of any enemy who is more than a small group.

 At this moment, the phone in the command post rang.

 Since the Japanese are on the defensive side and the opponent's artillery has suffered a massive attrition, they are currently unable to destroy the telephone lines deployed by the 120th Division. Now the division command post can be connected to any brigade or regiment-level unit.

“Division Commander! Due north of the battle line, more than half of the regiment's Japs have launched an attack on our regiment.”

“The enemy is approaching fiercely and has concentrated a large amount of artillery fire to clear the way for the infantry. We need support and artillery cover.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Commander Huzi and the political commissar rushed to the map. After a closer look, they analyzed the enemy's plan.

“More than half of the regiment was dispatched? And artillery was also attached?”

“It seems like the Japanese can't sit still anymore and are planning to break out towards the north.”

However, this idea was quickly overturned by the two of them. The north was not only a plain terrain, but also their own supply line.

If the enemy wants to break out, he should go south instead of choosing the north where the defense is strongest. In the original vision, it was absolutely impossible for the enemy to attack there.

 Unless the entire combined fleet descends from the sky and plunges into the Yellow River to serve as a fort, there will be absolutely no way out.

But considering that the other party is Japanese, it is not surprising what he did.

“Since the devils are eager to die, let's help them!”

“Order! The first artillery regiment finds the enemy's artillery position! I don't care what method they use! Shoot down the enemy's mountain artillery!”

“Let the 4th Regiment of the 358th Brigade, the 716th Regiment and the 717th Regiment of the 359th Brigade go to support the 719th Regiment, immediately encircle and annihilate the main force of the Japanese, and don't let any enemy go!”

  Master Huzi knew that the opponent was fighting to the death, so he simply sent out two numerical regiments and a basic regiment.

 Add the support of the three regiments and the original strength of the 719th Regiment, there are almost tens of thousands of soldiers. Being dissatisfied with the formation of the last alliance is no different from being a bastard.

Now the 120th Division is rich in wealth, the soldiers have high morale and plenty of ammunition. Coupled with the air force and advanced weapons, it is not difficult to fight a tank division.

 Our own side does not lack heavy weapons and is well-organized. The Japanese actually dared to take the initiative to attack. I really don't know how to write the word “death”.    ·······

 Xujin barrage is a barrage bombardment carried out under the guidance of map correctors or forward observers.

 Very deadly against troops who are exposed or lacking concealment, and can effectively suppress opponents.

The Japanese infantry and artillery cooperated closely, which once made the Eighth Route Army very embarrassed, and the commander of the 719 regiment, who was forced to switch from offense to defense, cursed his mother.

　　Boom!

 A 75mm artillery shell landed 300 meters in front of the Japanese attack column. The violent explosion left a large crater.

“It's so **** disgusting! The mountain-breaking cannon isn't very powerful, but it's really annoying!”

“I don't know when our artillery will be able to deal with the enemy. We are still not very skilled!”

Although the Japanese's Type 94 mountain cannon has the same caliber as the Eighth Route Army's M1897 75mm cannon. However, the medicine rooms and dosages of the two medicines are different, resulting in a huge difference in power.

 Amidst the continuous shelling, the correspondent came to the regiment leader with a portable communicator.

 “Commander! The supporting brother troops are coming!”

“We just need to hold on for another 15 minutes! The division commander also gave the artillery a death order! The Japanese mountain artillery can't be arrogant for long.”

　　Boom!

 Another 75mm artillery shell landed near the regiment headquarters, and the explosion kicked up a lot of rocks and soil.

 The regiment leader carefully raised the observation glass, and thousands of Japanese soldiers came into his field of vision. They held their guns at their waists and charged forward in a skirmish line. In the team, some infantrymen holding crooked handles and grenade launchers could be vaguely seen.

 There is also a huge observation balloon floating in the sky.

Although this thing seems relatively stupid, when the weather is good, the observers on the balloon will clearly see the effects of their own artillery bombardment and the opponent's position layout.

 Through guidance, artillery can be helped to complete their tasks.

Of course, all this has a prerequisite, that is, one's own side must have control of the air, otherwise the huge balloon will be a living target.

 In previous battles, due to the strong appearance of the First Air Division, the observation balloons never had a chance to be used.

 But now the Eighth Route Army's air force has gone back to replenish ammunition, and the Japanese don't care about the loss at all, so they sent this big killer.

However, the leader of the 719th Regiment was not afraid. On the contrary, he seemed a little confident.

 Obviously, the Japanese's desperate fight did not cause too many casualties to the 719th Regiment. He was even a little impatient, which was a sign of confidence in his own artillery.

 At the same time, the artillery regiment of the 120th Division was in position.

 The artillery regiment commander and staff members are gathering around the map to discuss the attack plan. Countering enemy artillery requires quite rigorous calculations and mapping.

 “Hurry! The comrades on the front line are still waiting for us!”

 “Hurry up and find the location of the enemy's artillery position! Don't waste any more time!”

 “Commander! We can only find a rough idea!”

 “Colonel! We succeeded!”

"The First Infantry Brigade immediately made contact with the enemy, and there was still a distance of 600 meters! The Second Infantry Brigade followed closely behind, and the Eighth Route Army has been suppressed by our artillery fire!"

 Singkohiro Shi was not happy because of the temporary advantage. He held up the telescope and was worried. Everything at the moment was based on the premise of artillery support.

Once the Eighth Route Army's artillery counterattack succeeds, the more than a thousand men under him will be dead.

Although the shelling has lasted for ten minutes, the few shells have been almost destroyed. But the old Japanese knew one thing: the shelling had no real effect.

 The Eighth Route Army on the opposite side is not only well-equipped with weapons and equipment, but also has strong combat awareness and morale.

Even though the position looks miserable now, morale probably hasn't dropped much. He could even imagine that the other side's soldiers were sharpening their knives and thinking about how to fight back.

 Once the bombardment is over, or your own artillery positions are destroyed. They will use machine guns and mortars to let their people know what cruelty is.

 The most important thing is that until now, the survivors of the 37th Division have not found the opponent's artillery positions at all and have been passively beaten.

 Whatever you are afraid of will come.

 The shells that had been silent for two hours struck again, and Yamaguchi's expression changed drastically.

Hunting shells flew over his head with a whistling sound, flying towards the position behind him.

 The first few shells did not hit the artillery, but as more and more shells flew in, each mountain cannon was still destroyed by the enemy's shelling.

 After the threat of artillery fire was gone, the infantry of the Eighth Route Army also began to counterattack.

In order to avoid too many casualties caused by the enemy's light and heavy machine guns and mortars, he deliberately kept his infantry brigade at the maximum distance. The distance between individual soldiers was even ten meters.

At this time, dozens of dazzling fires appeared on the enemy's position, the casualties of his own infantry increased sharply, and a large amount of dust from bullets appeared on the ground.

Although the soldiers fell down in time, some even found suitable bunkers. But the number of casualties could not stop at all, and a squadron evaporated in an instant.

 “What a black card! Onboard!”

   Retreat is impossible, the arrow has to be fired with the arrow on the string.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers braved bullets and artillery shells and launched a jade-breaking charge with gritted teeth.

From time to time, soldiers fell on the charging road, but under the urging of junior officers, the infantry continued to run towards the front positions with all their strength.

 The 120th Division, artillery position.

Dozens of 75mm cannons roared continuously. With the help of the hydraulic retraction mechanism, a high-explosive round was ejected from the chamber every four seconds, falling behind the Japanese position with death and fury.

 Soldiers are adjusting ballistic elements in real time based on feedback provided by soldiers at the front, striving to maximize artillery damage.

At this time, the ground was covered with steaming gun casings. Behind each cannon were soldiers lining up waiting to be loaded.

Further away, a transport team dedicated to transporting artillery shells can also be seen.

There were even hundreds of fellow villagers who came after hearing the news, and they took their own livestock to help transport it!

The leader of the 1st Artillery Regiment, holding a portable communicator, watched with satisfaction as the soldiers pulled the match rope again and again. On the table in front of him, the map had long since disappeared.

“I am indeed inexperienced and cannot find your specific location!”

“But as long as there are enough cannonballs! Cover the entire suspicious area! Sooner or later, one of the cannonballs will hit!”

“Fight with a poor man! I will crush you with logistics! Anyway, the division commander himself said no matter what the cost, I just used a few more artillery shells!”

Thousands of people tomorrow! It must be tens of thousands per day! Definitely tens of thousands per day! Say important things three times!

 (End of this chapter)

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