Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 436

Chapter 436: Fuck you!

The cavalry suffered heavy losses, but gained huge gains.

The remains of nearly 50 people who died in the battle were recovered and brought back, and six heavy Type 96 25mm cannons were also dragged back using the carriages recovered at the scene.

The 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade seems to be the strategic support force of the Japanese army. In fact, it is just that. It is far from the level of mechanization in Western countries. The 150 heavy artillery is basically dragged by pack horses, and the artillery shells are also transported by small horse-drawn carriages.

Therefore, when the cavalry returned, they also brought back more than thirty pack horses and a dozen carts, which were just used to transport the wounded.

The infantry over there had already begun to attack.

The 150-meter howitzer is certainly powerful and can inflict a large number of casualties on the Japanese troops in the position, but it will take a long time to kill them all with shells alone.

Moreover, the Japanese soldiers nestled in the position probably also knew that they might die faster if they left this position. They persisted but did not collapse. Their tenacious will made the Chinese soldiers who gradually moved towards the position have to admit that this was a letdown. A troublesome opponent.

However, after their most important firepower, the six Type 96 machine guns, were destroyed one by one by the purely lethal 150 howitzers and precise mortars, they were no longer able to stop the attack of nearly two infantry companies.

The four infantry squads of the Four Lines Battalion that went into the charge had submachine guns and rifles. Although Guo Shouzhi's first company of the Guard Battalion had a smaller number of submachine guns and rifles, its firepower mix was almost the same as that of the Four Lines Battalion.

It can be said that the more than 400 Japanese troops led by Hisashi Komura encountered the most elite Chinese army in the entire southeastern battlefield, whether in terms of equipment, will or tactical skills.

Tang Dao's infantry squads are basically composed of 15 people. Except for the light machine guns and grenade launchers that are assigned to the squad to provide fire support to their companions outside the position, the remaining 12 people, including the squad leader, march in groups of three. .

Tang Dao didn't have much time to explain to them the three-three system tactics that would be fully formed in the Northern Snow Battle. He just told them that no matter whether they charge or defend, they must trust their comrades. They only need to care about their own direction and flank in both directions. Give it to your comrades.

The soldiers in the security battalion have already tasted the benefits of this three-person grouping in the street fighting in Songjiang. It greatly reduces their burden of comprehensively observing the battlefield and focusing on dealing with frontal enemies. If one person is attacked, the other two will quickly respond. Rescue and attack enemies.

And the soldiers of the Sixing Battalion are not to mention. Their training intensity is more intense than that of the 67th Army and the 43rd Army. They fought **** battles in Songhu for two months. They can save their lives better than anyone else, and they know **** better than most people here.

With such a group of elites rushing into the position like wolves and tigers, the fate of the Japanese army can be imagined.

Whether you want to run or resist, you will basically die, there is no second option.

As the 2nd company under Zhuang Shisan's command also rushed into the position, the Japanese army was already gone.

I don't know how many Japanese soldiers died under the guns of Chinese soldiers. The 38-type rifle can only fire one shot before it will be mowed down by a shuttle of bullets, and then it will be mercilessly stabbed by a long gun. .

This is a battlefield, and there is no mercy.

Tang Dao issued a military order before the war. Except for the Chinese, he did not want to see any Japanese have the right to breathe.

This is Chinese land, and even the air belongs to China.

Of course, the Japanese army is also tenacious. On such a battlefield where defeat is certain, they still press forward. Without guns, they just hang a circle of grenades and charge towards them like running bombs.

Lei Xiong emptied the bullets from the submachine gun in his hand in one breath, beating a strong Japanese soldier with an exposed chest into a sieve. Before he could get down, he was blown away by the air wave caused by the Japanese soldier who was suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist eight meters away. Big somersault.

"Damn it, why are the Japanese here so stubborn?" Lei Xiong, as brave as he was, couldn't help but break out in cold sweat and spit out sweet fragrance.

Fortunately, his intuition just now was wrong and he did not choose to use his best fighting skills to kill the rushing Japanese, but shot him without mercy. Otherwise, he would definitely be killed by several melon grenades hung by the Japanese. It was so fried that I didn't even recognize it.

“No one is allowed to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese and use guns to deal with them.” Lei Xiong, who was thankful that he was not impulsive, spat out the sand in his mouth and gave the order.

But this did not stop the casualties of Chinese soldiers. A person who wants to die will not be defeated by bullets so easily.

This is not only useful for Chinese soldiers, but also for the Japanese.

At least ten people were killed or injured in this crazy suicidal counterattack by the Japanese army.

The red-eyed Chinese soldiers, stimulated by the casualties of their companions, responded with more ferocious bullets to their opponents. Whether they were alive or dead, even those lying motionless, they would be tested by bullets.

Severely injured, the Japanese soldiers who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead in an attempt to win one draw and two others had no choice but to throw out grenades secretly.

The corpse suddenly exploded automatically and flew into pieces in the air. This was by no means a new thing on this battlefield.

But obviously, the Japanese's desperate counterattack was successful. That was also the battlefield where the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade lasted the longest in the entire battle. After being hit by a 150mm howitzer and accurately destroyed by three mortars, it still persisted for 20 minutes.

It was not until Li Jijin personally led an infantry squad to attack a trench at the rear of the position, and threw more than a dozen grenades in succession, killing all seven or eight Japanese soldiers who were hiding deep in the trenches and resisting with pistols, that perhaps the Chinese soldiers found The reason why the Japanese troops resisted so desperately in this position.

Not to mention that they were basically captain-level officers, one of them, a short fat man who was still holding a command knife after his intestines were blown to death, was actually an army colonel.

That should be the highest commander of the Japanese army in this position.

The Army Colonel obviously did not expect that he would be killed by the Chinese grenades before he even had a chance to fight with the sword. According to his expectation, he could at least wave the sharp saber in his hand a few times.

Otherwise, why would his eyes be so wide-eyed, and he would look so unwilling to do so.

"Male Gobi, why is Mao only an army colonel and not a major general?" Li Jijin muttered regretfully while 'grabbing' the command knife from the dead body.

It's not like 'taking' it! Even though the dead colonel was dead, his hand was still holding on to the handle of the knife. Li Jijin couldn't pull it out even after pulling twice. In a rage, he simply used a bayonet to chop off the dead ghost's fingers, and the blood was dripping from the colonel's hand. Get the command knife out.

Veteran Youzi would not know that although many Japanese generals like to have chrysanthemum patterns engraved on their sword handles, not everyone dares to have the royal family emblem "Sixteen Petals and Eight Layers of Chrysanthemum" engraved on their sword handles.

The only sabers given by the Emperor to high-ranking generals of the navy and army, or used to inspire the closest officials he considers to be the most loyal.

Although Naoshi Komura is already considered a mid- to senior-level officer in the Japanese army, he is still far away from a general-level general, like a piece of mud looking up at the clouds.

Obviously, he is a close minister.

Of course it is very close. As a classmate and friend of the Japanese emperor of this generation, Hisashi Komura, who graduated from the artillery college, became an army colonel in his thirties. It will not take long for him to enter the rank of general. Even Sumita Raishiro is usually very fond of himself. This subordinate is polite and never criticizes harshly.

It is a pity that the classmate and friend of His Majesty the Emperor of Japan died quietly in the cold mud of southeast China.

However, death does not mean the end of the nightmare.

A Chinese Army second lieutenant was using the most rude way to cut off his finger and take out the command knife that he was proud of.

Li Jijin didn't understand the royal emblem, but the Type 94 saber was quite sharp.

After the war, we don't want anything but this captured saber. The battalion commander will definitely agree to it. Li Jijin wiped the blood on the handle of the knife on the pudgy colonel's military uniform and then inserted it into his belt, secretly planning to "line his own pockets".

“Cough, bah!” There was a lot of ash in his throat. Veteran Youzi coughed up phlegm out of habit and spit it on the face of the dead Japanese colonel.

"You **** girl, you dare to stare at me even after you're dead. How can I be so bluffing? Brothers, let's go, continue to fight the Japanese, and try to get a Japanese saber for each of you to play with!" Veteran Youzi happily led his soldiers. Rush into the darkness.

“Let's go!” The soldiers were all excited.

The temptation of making a fortune was something even the Buddha could hardly resist, let alone these big-headed soldiers who didn't know a few Chinese characters.

If they knew that in the future, the Type 94 saber inserted in Li Jijin's belt would be worth more than 500,000 yuan, they would definitely be more excited.

The Japanese officer with the sword on his shoulder is just like a walking golden doll! If you buy all the equipment in China in the future, it will be like a house.

Your grandfather and I saved an apartment for you when we were young! Use this to tell stories to your future grandson, he will definitely love hearing it, even if it is just for the apartment.

There was only a mess on the ground, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers strewn about, and the Japanese army commander staring at the sky unwillingly.

In addition, there was a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face.

“Bah, look at you!” This is the Chinese soldier's answer to the invaders.

This time it actually happened.

It is said that the Japanese assistant officer responsible for collecting the corpses after the war did not dare to report it to the superiors, for fear that a certain emperor would be angry when he knew this fact.

(End of this chapter)

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