Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 431

Chapter 431 Central Breakthrough

For the Japanese soldiers who were still sleeping in the trenches, this sudden blow was really confusing.

Perhaps it was not until Tang Dao roared: "Come with me!" A few seconds later that the Japanese army fully realized that the Chinese were coming.

Yes, Tang Dao overestimated the Japanese infantry squad in front of him.

Like the Chinese army, the Japanese artillery also exists like a treasure at the center of the army. No matter where it goes, this "high-tech unit" is carefully cared for. It is never left alone in the wilderness, even for a single person. Night.

Why did Mitsuru Ushijima turn into a powdered panda as soon as he heard about the attack on the heavy artillery brigade? That's because he knew how much Ushijima Sadao hated him. If it weren't for him, how could the dignified commander of the 18th Division take the lead in violating combat regulations?

They are well protected, which means that the **** infantry attached to the artillery unit has no chance to go to the front line.

Not to mention the heavy artillery brigade, even the infantry **** squadrons of the artillery regiments of Japan's ordinary divisions were almost bystanders in the war.

That is also the position that the small landowners and bosses on the main island of Japan most like to send their children to. It is not dangerous and they can also share the military merits. Why not?

These families are not as idealistic as those of the great nobles. They just want to keep their sons alive safely in the environment of nationwide military recruitment in Japan, and add some gilt or something.

To use the term "future", the situation is smaller.

The principle that money can make money work is basically universally accepted.

The battle formations have been sparse for a long time and the layout is still small. The combat effectiveness of the Japanese artillery **** infantry can be imagined.

The Japanese infantrymen who had just woken up from the panic had not even fastened their trouser pockets, so they hurriedly put their guns in the trenches, but it was too late.

Tang Dao led the four infantry squads of the Sixing Battalion and had already sneaked for more than 200 meters. They were only 35 meters away from the nearest Japanese trench. It only took five or six seconds to run at full strength.

Flare bombs were also shot into the sky at this time, either by the Japanese troops or by the four battalions behind them.

The entire battlefield was as bright as day.

Tang Dao held the saber Heizi returned to him in his left hand and the shell gun in his right hand, and jumped straight into the trench.

The shell gun, adjusted to continuous fire, sprayed out tongues of fire without hesitation, shooting down several Japanese soldiers who were aiming at him in panic.

Then, without feeling any distress, he smashed the expensive shell gun against a Japanese soldier who was rushing towards him from the other side of the trench with a gun in his hand. The 'iron lump' weighing one or two kilograms hit the Japanese soldier, who covered his chest and abdomen in pain. The sword struck.

The slower Chinese soldiers in the rear followed the same example, jumping directly into the trenches, holding their guns and shooting at all the khaki that could be seen in the field of vision, and then entered into bayonet-to-bayonet melee combat.

However, the infantrymen who jumped into the trenches were by no means acting alone. They were basically in groups of three. The squad leader and deputy squad leader with submachine guns and shell guns were accompanied by at least two pike infantrymen.

Hand-to-hand combat is not purely hand-to-hand combat. Submachine guns and shell guns dodge their firing angles to avoid their own soldiers, and they will immediately shoot without hesitation.

If you want to fight with a bayonet, there will be a bayonet to deal with it. If you want to shoot at each other, within a distance of more than ten meters, shooting a rifle and a submachine gun will definitely open the door to death. It's the end of the road.

Tang Dao's estimate was correct. There was actually more than one infantry squad in this 400-meter-long trench, and the number was close to an infantry squadron.

Most of them are drawn from artillery squadrons.

It's just that artillery needs guns to have a purpose. The Japanese, who have always been thrifty and thrifty, except for equipping gunner-level sergeants with a Southern Twenty-four pistol, most of the Japanese artillerymen are not equipped with guns, no matter how long or short.

Many people may have only shot guns when they were recruits, and have no experience in shooting since then, let alone this kind of "white knife goes in, red knife comes out" type of sword stabbing.

　　The Si Xing Battalion was killed in a desperate manner by the desperate fighting style. This was probably the first time the Si Xing Battalion encountered such a "weak" Japanese infantry.

The light machine gun fire points in the second trench behind the front line trenches and the light machine guns along with the searchlight fortifications were completely suppressed by two MG34s that fired wildly. Japanese shooters who dared to raise their heads were basically killed. bureau.

With no support from the outside, and a group of Chinese who don't know how many in number and have excellent weapons and powerful combat capabilities invaded the trenches, how can we fight against these bastards?

This may be the sad voice of a group of small landowners, small traders, Japanese infantry, and temporary Japanese artillerymen in the trenches at this moment.

I am an artilleryman, not a rude infantryman, so some weak-willed people find good reasons to convince themselves and give up.

It's not about giving up the struggle, it's about giving up the fight.

In the long trench, some Japanese soldiers threw away their heavy rifles, climbed out of the trench, and ran frantically toward the artillery position 300 meters away.

They control the guns, they are the gods of war.

There is nothing wrong with this idea. But the key is to be able to run back.

What's more terrible is that when one person runs, more people will run. As the artillery continues to leave without discipline, the Japanese infantry who are still resisting desperately collapse completely.

I don't know how many Japanese soldiers took the initiative to leave the trenches and fled in confusion.

At this time, only three minutes had passed. 180 seconds after Yang Xiaoshan fired the first shot, nearly 200 Japanese infantrymen were frightened by the killing of no more than 60 Chinese infantrymen.

Let alone the Japanese army, I am afraid that even the Chinese soldiers themselves were a little surprised.

“All troops, attack!” Tang Dao ordered decisively.

Xia Dayu, who had been following him closely, took out his flare gun and fired three red flares into the sky.

“Boom!” The ground trembled slightly.

It was not the Japanese artillery positions that fired, but the Chinese cavalry.

"The whole army is following me, kill! Kill all the Japanese in sight!" Gong Shaoxun, who was seven hundred meters away, looked at the three red signal flares rising, tore off the white cloth wrapped around the horse's mouth, and drew out his saber.

The war horse, which could finally breathe freely, felt its owner's tightly clamped legs and the stormy battlefield. It jogged forward excitedly, snoring and then gradually accelerating until it reached full speed.

Three cavalry battalions, with a total of more than 250 horses and warriors, followed the leader Gong Shaoxun and pierced the battlefield like arrows.

At high speed, he passed by the trench where only his own people were left, and his horse speed reached its peak.

The sharp saber was swung, and the Japanese soldiers who had just escaped from the trench and were running towards the rear artillery positions were cut to the ground without any resistance.

Not to mention that they don't have guns in their hands, even if they have guns, no one would have the guts to fight against the killing machines with 50-yard speed.

Without the threat of machine guns, the cavalry is the most terrifying killing machine on this battlefield.

The guard battalion staying 500 meters away and the infantry of more than 1,000 soldiers from the 67th Army Guard Battalion followed closely behind.

This is Tang Dao's tactic.

First use elite infantry to use surprise to open a gap, then use cavalry to charge, expand the gap and then expand it, and put the main infantry into the battlefield.

This is actually not a novel tactic, but it is the basic tactic in the "Blitzkrieg" played by the Germans in the future: break through the center and tear the two wings apart from the center.

The four-line battalion was fast enough, the cavalry was ruthless enough, and the more than a thousand infantrymen who followed them into the battlefield were accurate enough, not giving the Japanese a chance to breathe.

After all, the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade has seven to eight thousand people. As long as they are given a chance, they may bite back at any time. Even if the battle situation falls into a stalemate, for Tang Dao, the battle is still lost.

But as more than 200 cavalrymen fiercely charged into the artillery position 300 meters away, leaving at least forty or fifty corpses of fleeing Japanese infantry along the way, there was also a panic on the Japanese artillery position in the distance. The battle started smoothly. of.

The Chinese soldiers who were still standing in the trenches waiting for the main force to rush in all had hope shining in their eyes.

Only by quickly dealing with the Japanese artillery can they quickly return to support the brothers who are blocking the 36th Infantry Brigade.

However, nothing in this world is destined to be accomplished overnight.

“Dong dong dong!” A scalp-numbing muffled sound came from afar.

The fiery red bullet marks were extremely obvious in the darkness.

Tang Dao's eyes turned cold instantly.

He knew what it was.

Machine cannon!

Japanese machine guns!

(End of this chapter)

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