Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 694

Chapter 694: Colonel's awareness of crisis!

Especially where Zhao Daqiang's three infantry companies were about to rush down the mountain, 25 oil barrels were placed every 3 meters, and 25 oil barrels crashed down on the nearly 100-meter-wide mountain.

The mountains in southern Anhui are not like the beautiful Jiangnan. The mountains are very gentle, especially the mountains on both sides of the Laojinkeng Valley, which have a **** of forty or fifty degrees. People have to be careful when walking on them.

The slopes are basically dominated by shrubs and miscellaneous trees. Even if some trees are thicker, the oil drums containing sand and gravel with a total weight of nearly 200 kilograms after accelerating through a height difference of more than ten meters, are like wild horses galloping on the grassland, moving forward inexorably.

　　Whether it is a shrub or a tree, it will break in the face of such violent energy. The only thing that can hinder these big guys rolling down may be stones, but that will not completely hinder the direction of the rolling logs, but will throw them high or change a certain direction.

There were even two oil barrels that bounced high into the air and collided with each other, making a tooth-piercing collision sound. Then they crashed down on the hillside, and then rushed towards the river valley in an even more violent manner.

The sound of "rumbling" was like thunder. Looking up from the bottom of the river valley, the lush mountains seemed to have been plowed by a giant rake. The shrubs and grass were desperately separated to both sides, and there were big trees as thick as an adult's thigh. It broke immediately upon impact, and even loosened a lot of stones, which then rolled down the mountain.

Let alone hitting him with this thing, I'm afraid even if he rolled off his body, he would be as good as a cake!

The Japanese soldiers who were originally hiding behind the grass and rocks were all scared to death. Countless number of them were running wildly to both sides or down on their hands and feet. Their embarrassment was comparable to that of their colleagues who were hiding from explosives in the river valley.

Fuck! I really don't know if I don't smash it, but it turns out there are so many Japanese devils hiding there! Zhao Daqiang wiped cold sweat involuntarily.

This is really a credit to Li Jiujin's cleverness. He didn't think of using oil barrels to load sand and gravel as fortifications. I'm afraid the three infantry companies he commanded would have to pay a heavy price just for the trip down the mountain. .

The Chinese commanders on the mountain were secretly hoping for luck, but the Japanese troops fleeing frantically at the foot of the mountain suffered a disaster.

Not to mention that this rolling log, which was originally just used to throw "equipment" and scare people, would turn into a pile of meat once it hits someone. The Chinese soldiers of several companies located on the flanks of the mountain will not just watch the fun. I don't know. How many guns are aimed at these "groundhogs" who emerge from the cracks in the grass and rocks!

If you run wildly with two short legs to dodge, you will be killed by rifles and machine guns less than a hundred meters away. But if you want to bet on your luck and not run away, just imitate the 94 Xiaodouding and fight hard.

It's a pity that after all, people don't have the thick skin of Xiaodouding. Seeing those rolling logs that are more irregular than explosive bags just rushing towards them, not many people dare to bet.

Those who dared to bet basically died, either because they were run over by oil barrels and suffered broken bones or tendons, or they were knocked or knocked away by bouncing oil barrels.

Regardless of whether the Japanese soldiers were running away, at least half of them fell to bullets.

Of course, he was still alive, dodging both the bullets and the oil barrels, but this was only the first wave. The second wave of 25 oil barrels were quickly pushed up the mountain by the soldiers along with their predecessors. 'The road that was knocked away rolled down again.

Compared to the Japanese troops on the hillside, there were actually things that were even more unlucky.

That is the Japanese army in the river valley.

Accelerated by the potential energy of nearly a hundred meters high, the oil barrel was like an out-of-control wild horse. After rolling down the hillside, it rolled to the bottom of the valley for another seventy or eighty meters before stopping.

In the face of the huge kinetic energy of potential energy conversion, everything is in vain.

The oil drum will be smashed into pieces no matter what it hits, even if it is a stone. The people behind the stone were all smashed into pieces. The surfaces of many oil drums were stained with fresh hair and flesh.

The difference between hot weapons and cold weapons is the range and energy level. That's why cold weapons have been completely replaced by hot weapons. But there is one thing. The blood and cruelty caused by cold weapons cannot be matched by hot weapons that can evaporate the human body in place. .

For example, just like now, the road where the oil drum rolled down can be called a road paved with flesh and blood.

Puddles of flat, spray-shaped minced meat were scattered all over the battlefield. At first glance, they looked like they had to be shoveled up with a military shovel.

Some soldiers of the 4th Company who had just eaten canned beef regretted eating it, because this extremely **** scene caused many people to vomit the beef directly.

What a waste!

The same goes for the Japs, they can't just stand and be killed by bullets and die cleanly, they have to be so bloody.

Zhao Daqiang's side threw the 50 oil barrels into two groups and killed at least thirty or forty unlucky guys. However, Li Jijin's side threw all the 30 oil barrels allocated to him in one go.

Obviously, the coverage area is wider and the destructive power is greater. The number of dead Japs killed can form an infantry squad.

The veteran oil man didn't even have time to show off his wisdom. He took a breath and exclaimed: "Hey, my mother, if I had known that it would be okay, why would I bother to get explosive packs? Let's just bring a few of them with the whole army." Thousands of oil drums, if pushed down, can knock these **** off their feet."

Yang Xiaoshan couldn't help but laugh at the side: "Company commander, let alone whether we can find so many oil barrels, even if we can find them, we still have to have the strength of the two thousand people."

Li Jijin rolled his eyes: "You're the only one who knows this. By the way, your baby's wings are hard now, and he's always playing opposite to me. I was such an honest kid before, but I, Lao Li, do whatever I say, and even Commander Tang dares to do so." beat."

“What?” Several Sichuan Army officers around Lao Li were stunned.

Lao Li and the others could see that he was just a typical ** hob meat guy, but they didn't realize that this young platoon leader was so awesome! Even the commander was beaten?

They have never seen with their own eyes how fierce Commander Tang is, but they can't stand it when someone says it!

The thing that soldiers like to brag most about is how awesome they are and how awesome their superiors are. In the Four Lines and One Battle, Grand Chief Tang killed four Japanese soldiers with a single shot. At least half of the officers in the independent battalion had witnessed it with their own eyes, so they must be boasting.

However, no one really dares not to believe that that scene was published in the newspaper by a reporter from Tantai University, but he didn't mention his name at the time. Unexpectedly, it was Tang Dao who did it.

The Sichuan troops could only prove their admiration for their new commander by being dumbfounded. They had seen how powerful the Japanese army was in their stabbing skills. Even if they were to fight one against four, let alone one against four, they felt that they might not be able to win.

But such a great person was beaten by this honest-looking little platoon leader?

Several Sichuan Army company platoon commanders looked at Yang Xiaoshan, their eyes almost bulging out.

"Brothers, don't listen to the lie of the company commander. In just two moments, Commander Tang could kill me with one hand. That is to say, we were not familiar with each other for the first time. I was just a superior soldier at that time. When I was responsible for patrolling the battlefield, I used He just pointed a gun at him as a deserter." Yang Xiaoshan was a simple man after all, and he hurriedly explained with a blushing face.

That's pretty awesome, isn't it? At least it showed that this little platoon leader was brave enough. Several Sichuan Army officers laughed, but no one really underestimated Yang Xiaoshan because of this explanation.

It's not that Yang Xiaoshan is really powerful, but for a superior soldier to be promoted to second lieutenant so quickly, it shows from the side that Tang Dao appreciates him, and they have fought together in the Four Lines and fought for their lives. People should never be offended easily.

This is the result that Lao Li, who is smiling so hard that his teeth are popping, wants.

These Sichuan troops may obey Tang Dao and dare not disobey military orders, but they are all at the same level. Why should they listen to you, Li Jiujin, and I still feel a little unhappy.

　　Why do you really think Li Jijin is acting like a **** with a shy face when he is holding a military meeting? That was to use Tang Dao's attitude to tell those Sichuan Army company commanders that I am Commander Tang's confidant and a **** man. If you follow me, even if you are a company commander at the same level, you must obey me.

The commanders of the other three infantry companies of the Independent Battalion all have their own advantages in getting along with this group of Sichuan troops.

Like the first company commander Leng Feng, he didn't have to say a word, and everyone else spoke for him. He was the commander of the strongest infantry company in the independent battalion. Even deputy battalion commander Guo Shouzhi and chief of staff Zhuang Shisan had to give him enough face. , usually calling him Captain Leng instead of calling him by his first name.

Only a fool would dare to attack such a person.

As for Qian Dazhu and Zhao Daqiang, one is young and easy to get along with, and the other looks simple on the outside but is cunning on the inside. The most important thing is that they are both from the Sichuan Army, which makes the Sichuan Army company commanders feel much more accepting.

He, Li Jiujin, did not have the advantages of those three, so he could only find another way to make the Sichuan company commander obey the orders in a disciplined manner. Otherwise, if something went wrong during the battle, it would be at the cost of human life.

This is the wisdom of a veteran who has been in the army for more than ten years. He knows very well what the officers are thinking.

Now, he just used a joke to make the Sichuan Army company and platoon commanders feel more deeply what a confidant is. Not only the company commander, but also the small platoon commanders have a life-long friendship with Commander Tang.

Tang Dao is certainly aware of these little thoughts of Li Jijin, but no matter what method he uses, if he can command the troops entrusted to him as one, he is an excellent commander.

Just like a great man once said, "It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat!" Moreover, even if Tang Dao wants to eliminate factionalism among his subordinates, can it really be done? ? Together with the 9 newly joined Sichuan Army companies, everyone in the battalion knows that even if everyone is a direct lineage, the direct lineage of the direct lineage under Commander Tang is the first company, the second company and the fire support company.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes! Even if there are only a few people, they will think about their relationship in their hearts, let alone an army of more than 2,000 people!

No matter what size of troops Tang Dao can command in the future, Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, Li Jijin, Cheng Tietshou and others will all have the label of Tang Dao's direct descendants on their foreheads.

Li Jijin was lamenting the flexibility of his brain while "uniting" the friendly forces under his command. Takeuchi Yunshan in the river valley was also trying his best to use his little brain.

Poor Japanese Army Colonel's fast-moving mind was already on the verge of shutting down, but the loud noise of an oil barrel rolling down, a full 500 meters away from him, forced him to wake up.

The soldier's intuition kept reminding him that a crisis was coming, but he really couldn't guess what the Chinese would do next.

Judging from the intensity of the counterattack in the valley now, there are at least eight to nine hundred Imperial infantrymen in the valley. Although this number makes the Japanese Army Colonel heartbroken. Originally, there were nearly two thousand Imperial officers and soldiers entering the valley! How long has it been since then and there are only so many people left?

However, this also gave Takeuchi Yunshan a little confidence.

The Chinese occupies the advantageous terrain and have enough heavy weapons. They surrounded him tightly and they could not score a goal. However, as long as the remaining infantry was no less than 800, he was confident that he would not be killed by the Chinese so quickly.

Yes, the Chinese's heavy firepower surpasses that of their infantry regiments, but it is an impossible task to kill nearly a thousand Imperial Japanese Army troops with just these heavy weapons.

Facts have also proved his judgment. The Chinese heavy firearms are actually exhausted, and the magical weapons that throw explosive packets are basically no longer fired. Although mountain cannons and mortars are terrible, the density of artillery fire is also weakening visibly to the naked eye. .

The Chinese wanted to eat them, so they could only send infantry into the river valley and attack the imperial infantry hidden throughout the river valley.

Everyone uses guns instead of cannons. Takeuchi Yunshan is confident that his "steel army" can defeat three with one. Without three thousand infantry, the Chinese cannot eat them.

This is the ratio that the Japanese Army Colonel took the initiative to lower in the face of continuous setbacks. If it were on the North China Plain, he even dared to say that his subordinates could fight one against ten.

After all, on the North China battlefield, he commanded his infantry regiment to chase and fight a Chinese infantry division.

Logically speaking, the Chinese had planned such a big game to deceive him and would never take such a big risk to rush down the mountain to fight. However, his intuition told him that the crisis was already coming.

Stimulated by his dangerous intuition, the slightly sober Japanese Army Colonel chose to lie down in a deep ditch and secretly look into the distance with a telescope to observe the movements in China.

In this battlefield, not being sneaky is a complete act of seeking death.

Ten minutes ago, the lieutenant of the Major Wing, who had been extremely careful with his telescope to check the enemy's situation, was shot into the telescope. The bullet shattered the telescope lens and penetrated into his right eye. Next to the **** eye socket, there was a hole in the already **** eye socket. The blurred face was still gleaming with broken glass in the winter sun.

That kind of weird and chilling cruelty made Takeuchi Yunshan understand that there were Chinese sharpshooters around him, sharpshooters with extremely accurate marksmanship. They should have killed the communications soldiers carrying the field radio in the wing headquarters.

It was Sun Tzu who showed his head again. The Japanese army commander who put his life first had never showed his head from the hidden position he chose, even when his subordinates kept launching desperate charges towards the hill.

In the field of view of the telescope, he was lucky enough to see the second wave of oil barrels dropped by Zhao Daqiang's troops, and also saw the extremely heroic imperial infantry under his command fleeing like marmots, and then were mowed down by Chinese bullets, and then were beaten down by Chinese bullets. The oil drums that were jumping crazily were smashed into pulp.

But this is not the key. Enough Imperial officers and soldiers have been killed in battle. For the Japanese army commander, the death of dozens more can be regarded as completely calm.

What was reflected on the telescope lens was the overwhelming artillery fire from the Chinese, which sent the infantry more than a hundred meters around the oil drum into a frenzy to flee.

Then, row after row of Chinese soldiers wearing gray-black military uniforms and dark blue military uniforms moved down the road opened by the crazy oil barrels at high speed, and the Japanese Army Colonel's eyes suddenly froze.

The Chinese have actually begun to fight in the river valley. Is this going to be a final battle?

Takeuchi Yunshan, who was originally confident, was not at all happy about being able to kill a large number of Chinese soldiers, but was more disappointed.

Because he knew that his ambition to wait until dark was completely gone.

The Chinese would rather pay huge casualties than let any of them go.

“Pass my military order, sound the siren, notify the whole army to fix their bayonets, and prepare to fight the Chinese to the death.” Takeuchi Yunshan, who had lost all hope, ordered with red eyes.

No matter how much you don't want to die, at this time, you can only fight to the death.

Everyone in the entire infantry regiment can surrender, but he cannot. If he does not fight to the death, I am afraid that his mother will live on the street, his gentle and beautiful wife will become the plaything of the powerful, and his lovely child will not have enough to eat.

In fact, without him issuing military orders, the Japanese infantry who were forced into a desperate situation looked at the Chinese soldiers rushing down the mountain and reacted one after another, mounting the bayonets hanging on their waists to their guns with murderous intent.

They were cowardly and fled under the Chinese artillery fire, but when the Chinese chose to meet them at close range and completely kill them, this group of Japanese infantrymen, known as the 'Steel Army' on the Japanese island, After all, there is still a bit of the toughness of the 'Steel Army'.

If Tang Dao really launches a full-scale charge, I am afraid that the ferocious 800 Japanese remnant troops will make the officers of the Independent Battalion heartbroken.

Just like the battle at the pass in Shanxi a few months ago, a Japanese baggage convoy with thousands of people was ambushed but fought to the death, and actually fought with an almost one-to-one battle loss ratio against the Chinese soldiers who had an absolute advantage in strength. Among them, there were Many of them are elite soldiers who have traveled thousands of miles.

The Chinese commander who won the final victory had a face so gloomy that he could almost shed tears. His inner pain may even be known to those who don't know him well enough.

However, Takeuchi Yunshan and the Japanese infantry were both wrong.

The scene they imagined that the Chinese soldiers rushing down the mountain would charge towards them and fire fiercely did not appear.

The Chinese soldiers who rushed down the hillside shot to crush all the resistance around them while building fortifications based on the mountain. Some even carried the black objects they rushed down the mountain and placed them on the river valley, waving their Japanese-style weapons with them. Individual engineers dug bunkers with shovels.

What are they going to do? A trace of doubt flashed through the Japanese Army Colonel's agile mind for only a second.

The next moment, Takeuchi Yunshan, who was cold all over, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Turn the whole army around, charge desperately, and kill them all."

The bone-chilling fear made Takeuchi Yunshan even forget about the possible existence of Chinese sharpshooters. The roaring sound could be heard hundreds of meters away on such a battlefield.

Yes, Takeuchi Yunshan finally understood where the crisis in his intuition came from.

At this moment, the Japanese Army Colonel even hated his extremely sensitive sense of crisis. If he really wanted it, he had it!

The Chinese plan to divide the cake into several pieces, and then concentrate their firepower and troops to eat them one by one.

Too poisonous!

It's really effective!

Once this situation is formed, he and his infantry regiment will not be buried alive, and the Chinese will not have to suffer huge battle losses.

PS: Today I still combine two chapters into one, mainly because I feel that the chapter division is not appropriate. It is still a big chapter of 5,000 words!

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