Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Honest Child

The terrain and light firepower are suppressed by the opponent. This situation is certainly painful, but for Shinji Morita, a veteran infantryman with rich battlefield experience, it is not yet complete despair.

Although the Chinese occupy a favorable terrain and have very fierce firepower, through the width of their firepower distribution, Shinji Morita knows that the opponent's strength is not too sufficient, and at most it is equal to his.

This gave the Japanese Army Major enough courage.

As long as it was not an offensive and defensive battle like the previous two days that required breaking through the opponent's defense line in a short time, even if this group of Chinese were their so-called elites, with the same strength, he would not be afraid. Not to mention winning, the least he could do was to escape unscathed. of.

What's more, three or four kilometers away behind him, there are three complete infantry brigades of the 36th Infantry Brigade that are gathering!

That's right, after two days of repairs, the 36th Infantry Brigade, which suffered heavy losses, chose to add 1,300 men from the three squadrons of the division's baggage regiment that followed them, plus 300 men from the infantry regiment, into the infantry brigade. , the four infantry brigades that were almost half disabled have basically regained their combat effectiveness.

That is an old tradition of the Japanese Army. If front-line troops are lost, they will be replaced on the spot with soldiers from the baggage regiment.

In order for this night attack to be successful, after dispatching three elite infantry squadrons headed by Morita Shinji, Tanigawa Masanori took out three infantry brigades with nearly 3,000 people in one go, planning to set off at three o'clock to attack 600 Japanese troops. After entering the Chinese position and consolidating their position, they arrived just in time.

The reason why Tanigawa Masanori separated the main force and the vanguard for nearly two hours was because he had enough battlefield wisdom.

According to Ushijima Sadao's tactics, the nearly ten thousand infantry regiments of the 18th Division's three front-line infantry regiments are responsible for containing the main force of the Chinese army on the front, and the 36th Infantry Brigade is responsible for attacking the left wing of its defense line. Once the battle begins, the Chinese army will definitely Add more troops to the flanks to prevent the flanks of the defense line from being breached. What awaits them will definitely be disaster.

If increasing troops from within the defense line can only result in a head-on confrontation, and if you want to quickly resolve the crisis, sending a brigade-level force to bypass the defense line and attack the attacker's rear flank is undoubtedly an excellent plan.

It just so happened that half an hour after launching the attack, three infantry brigades of the 36th Infantry Brigade were waiting for them there. After annihilating this new force, the Chinese could only linger.

At dawn, the coordinated naval bomber formation arrived and attacked from the front and flanks. It was difficult to prevent the Chinese defense line from collapsing.

In addition, Tanigawa Masanori was also prepared in case the night attack failed. If the leading troops were unable to break into the Chinese defense line, they would retreat immediately. These three "late arrival" infantry brigades were the response troops. Even if the Chinese dispatch an infantry brigade to chase them out of the defense line, it will not be enough to shake their defense line. There may be a wave of counterattacks!

I have to say that none of the Japanese commanders are idle, and they are all very thoughtful.

The only mistake was that the Chinese people in Baga thought the same way. As a result, they didn't even reach their destination and they met halfway.

The three infantry brigades of the 36th Infantry Brigade are still gathering in the wilderness in front of the station and have not set off yet.

After receiving Shinji Morita's request for help from the front line, the acting commander of the 36th Brigade, Masanori Hasegawa, was buzzing in his head.

The Chinese Baga is not playing according to the routine! What's the point of them running around in the wild at night? Did you know they were coming?

This Baga can't be a spy in the army! But whether they are the middle and high-level people of the 18th Division or the 36th Infantry Brigade, they are all people who have families and families on the island! Who on earth would take such risks and sell out the empire for some monetary gain?

If the Chinese knew the news in advance, the only possibility was man-made, someone who issued a military order.

Don't mention it, Morita Shinji is worthy of being a grasshopper on the same rope as Tanigawa Masanori. When he thinks that someone may leak military secrets, he subconsciously puts the blame on Ushijima Sadao's forehead.

Of course, the reason why everyone in the 36th Infantry Brigade was so dissatisfied with Lieutenant General Sadao Ushijima, the division commander, was because Ushijima Sadao went too far. No one was allowed to attend the high-level combat meeting, which was just a cold military order, strictly ordering the 36th Infantry Brigade to send troops immediately, otherwise, they would be punished for violating the order.

Isn't this using chicken feathers as an arrow? Do you really think of yourself as the 'double wall of the empire'? How can Xiongren, who has always claimed to be the 'strongest division on the surface', endure this?

However, no matter how you feel that you may be cheated, since the vanguard has asked for help, you must go to support.

However, the battle situation has changed. The night attack plan has completely failed. What should we do if we send out three infantry brigades and are tricked by Ushijima Sadao? The Chinese on the opposite side also have artillery. There are also Chinese artillery in that area. within the range.

Takenori Masanori's scalp went numb when he thought that the Chinese had used heavy artillery to blast their own positions, and even the brigade chief of staff was blown to pieces. When the brigade set out, it numbered nearly 10,000 people. Now, including various auxiliary units, it only numbered only 5,000 to 6,000, so it could not afford any more losses.

“Telegraph Morita Shinji, how many enemy troops did he encounter?” Tanigawa Masanori paced back and forth and thought, and decided to first understand the battle situation ahead.

"Tell your Excellency, the brigade commander, that the Chinese troops our unit encountered were roughly the same as mine, but the enemy's firepower was fierce. They were not only equipped with German submachine guns, but also a small number of mortars. Since our army did not carry infantry artillery, we could not match their heavy firepower. Fight! Please send support quickly!" Morita Shinji has a typical Japanese soldier's character. Although he is anxious when facing the boss's questioning, he still tries his best to maintain the authenticity of his report.

In plain language, Morita Shinji is an honest child.

If it were some generals of the national army, they would burst into tears during the distress call. Even so, the result of doing so would often scare away the nearby friendly forces. In wars eight or nine years from now, such scenes will not be uncommon.

The honest boy's luck has always been pretty good. The bullets fired by both sides on the battlefield were like raindrops, and people kept falling down with howls. The grenades from the grenades also exploded in the bushes from time to time, sending up a cloud of hot gunpowder smoke. Terrifying iron shrapnel flew across the ground in an irregular manner, and countless infantrymen were injured by the flying shrapnel. Even two of the guards around Morita Shinji were injured, but they had found a big stone to use as a base beforehand. Shinji Morita in the bunker was unscathed.

The big stone, which was more than one meter high, basically blocked the bullets and shrapnel coming from the front. The half-deep bushes on the side blocked the opponent's sight. No one knew that the Japanese soldiers lying under the stone were Supreme Commander.

Tang Dao had no way of knowing, because there were more than one or two such natural bunkers under the slope, although most of the Japanese army could only rely on individual engineer shovels to temporarily dig a few shovels of soil and pile them up as fortifications.

But once an honest child is lucky, the people around him often begin to be unlucky.

The Japanese army's wireless communication equipment was several years behind that of European and American countries. At this time, the Japanese army field radios mostly used the Type 94-6 field radio, which was equipped in 1936. It has quite a lot of functions and can both send telegrams and make wireless calls. , that is, the wireless call distance needs to be within 2 kilometers.

On the battlefield, the Japanese Army prefers to lay wired telephones. Once the wired telephones are laid, the wireless communication function at a distance of 2 kilometers is still used, and more is used to send wireless codes.

The Type 94-6 field radio is not small. A single soldier can carry the main unit and often needs an auxiliary soldier to carry a hand-cranked charger and other gadgets.

In order to hear the orders given by His Majesty the Major clearly, the communications team naturally had to move closer and then retract to their own position.

Unfortunately, a flare happened to fall in the sky at this time, and the white light just revealed the large backpack on the signal soldier's back.

Niu Er, on the other hand, has been calmly looking for valuable targets through the scope.

Under his guns, there were already two light machine gun shooters and the ghost of a grenadier.

The Japs' signal troops must be more valuable targets than machine gunners and grenadier soldiers.

Although the Japanese signal soldiers were only exposed for a short moment, and then quickly used bushes and shrubs to cover their bodies, no matter how cunning the fox was, he was no match for the hunter.

Having noticed that his Niu Er was not in a hurry to take action, he kept looking carefully through the scope until he saw the bright "shit yellow" through a tiny gap.

PS: I recommend "I'm Showing My Sword and Becoming a Wolf Warrior" by the military master Lonely Swordsman. This master is the leading military anti-war writer and one of my favorite writers.

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