I rise from the sword

Chapter 322 Attacking the East and the West, Attacking the Hills on the West Side

"The Eighth Route Army of China attacking under the hillside is an independent regiment? Could it be Li Yunlong's army?"

Yamazaki Zhihei curiously asked Maeda Koichiro, the captain of staff next to him.

Maeda Koichiro is half a China hand and can understand some Chinese. He paused and responded, "Hi Yi! Your Excellency, Captain! When the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi was charging, it was indeed the Independence Regiment!"

"Yo Xi!"

Yamazaki Jihei nodded.

Li Yunlong's independent regiment has long been famous, although it is not as famous as Yang Lin's Zhongrui regiment, but it is still an army that makes little devils extremely troublesome and fearful.

Yamazaki Zhihei is a militant soldier. If he can defeat the Independence Regiment, it is also something to be proud of for him.

In particular, Li Yunlong's big head seems to be worth a lot of money.

"Yang Lin's Zhongrui Regiment and Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment are both Commander Shinozuka's confidantes, and today my Fifth Battalion will destroy the prestige of the Independent Regiment.

Let them know that our Great Japanese Imperial Army is invincible! "

With a look of arrogance on his face, Yamazaki Zhihei once again ordered the troops to fire fiercely.

For a moment, the second, third, fourth, and fifth battalions of the independent regiment started a fierce exchange of fire with the little devils on Lijiapo, and dense bullets flew back and forth.

However, due to the obstruction of the smoke, both the enemy and the enemy could not see the opponent's target clearly and could only fight blindly. Therefore, the casualties of both sides were very small.

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the enemy and us, the main force of the devils on Lijiapo was attracted.

Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, led the first battalion under the cover of mist, and quietly wiped up the hill on the west side.

After the first battalion arrived at the designated position, the independent regiment immediately concentrated all the artillery fire of the whole regiment, and began to attack and suppress the devil soldiers on the hill.

"Pillar, pull out all my Italian cannons!"

"Concentrate your firepower, let me storm the hills on the west side, and don't let the little devils above live!"

This time, the artillerymen of the independent regiment used more than 20 mortars. In addition, Li Yunlong also pulled out the Italian guns at the bottom of the box.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

The dense shells landed on the hills on the west side one after another, and immediately blasted the entire hill into flames, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

The power of Italian cannons can even blow up city gates and bunkers of devils, which is far beyond what ordinary mortars can match.

The shell fell to the ground, and when it exploded, it was a large piece. The soil, sand and gravel on the ground were scattered everywhere along with the shock wave of the explosion.

Some devil soldiers happened to be at the point where the shells fell, and they were immediately blown out with their guns, and bloody stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

The little devils on the hill on the west side did not expect the artillery fire of the independent regiment to be so fierce. Moreover, Li Yunlong deliberately kept an eye out when releasing the smoke, that is, he reserved the position of the hill so that it was not surrounded by smoke.

In this way, it means that the firepower of the little devil is completely exposed, which is tantamount to giving the artillery of the independent regiment a chance to strike accurately.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

Li Yunlong finally became arrogant and fought a battle of prosperity.

Under the almost carpet bombing of the Independence Regiment, the fortifications on the enemy's positions were destroyed by shells one after another.

In particular, the little devils received special attention from the several machine gun firepower points that threatened the independent regiment the most.

Several devil machine gunners were blown apart, even with their guns, and flew in all directions with the violent explosion shock wave.

Some little devils were also affected one after another, either dead or injured, lying on the ground struggling and twisting in pain.

"Ugh, ugh!"

"My hands, my legs!"

"I don't want to die, save me, save me!!!"

The devil commander ignored the painful pleas of his subordinates, and directed the response while avoiding the constantly flying shells.

"Baga! Watch out for artillery fire and take cover!"

"Hidden quickly, quickly, quickly!"

However, the top of the hill on the west side is only that big. Facing the almost carpet bombing of the Independence Regiment, there is no place or space to hide.

Almost as soon as the ghost captain finished speaking, a grenade fell from the sky and landed right at his feet.

"Baga! Butterfly..."

Before Captain Guizi could finish his exclamation, the grenade exploded with a bang.

"It's not good, Your Excellency Squadron Leader's jade is broken!"

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, the jade is broken!"

"Uh, uh, uh..."

The screams of the devils, the howling after being injured, and the violent explosion after the shells fell to the ground rang together.

Within 100 meters of the little devil's position on the west side of the hill, there were bomb craters almost everywhere, and the ground was bombed and devastated.

As the shells continued to fall, the little devils on the battlefield were blown out from time to time, with stumps and broken arms mixed with internal organs, bloody scattered everywhere.

The devil's medical staff could not protect themselves, and they had no time to come to rescue the wounded.

"Baga! Damn it! How could there be such a fierce artillery fire on the China Tuba Road? How is this possible?"

The devil soldiers couldn't figure out how the Eighth Route Army, which has always been famous for its poverty, had such fierce artillery fire.

Panicked, the devil soldiers gave up the counterattack one after another, and got into the defense pit one after another in embarrassment to hide...

After some bombardment, almost all the fortifications on the west hill were destroyed, and the corpses of little devils and broken weapons could be seen everywhere.

Taking advantage of the artillery fire to suppress the little devil, Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, immediately opened his throat and gave the order to attack.

"Bustleman, blow the charge!"

"Brothers of the first battalion, rush with me!"

"Occupy the hill in front and eliminate the little devils on the hill!!!"

After the words fell, Zhang Dabiao took the lead and charged out with a [-]-gun box cannon.

"Toot, toot, toot, toot!..."

As soon as the charge sounded, thousands of soldiers from a battalion rushed up the hill together, their eyes bloodshot, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves smelling prey.

"Da da da, chug chug!"

"Crack, clap clap!..."

Under the cover of artillery fire, the soldiers charged while pulling the trigger, suppressing the little devils on the mountain with a dense rain of bullets.

Zhang Dabiao's first battalion is the sharp knife battalion of the independent regiment, and its weapons and equipment are also the best in the whole regiment.

In terms of submachine guns and light weapons such as automatic pistols, they are even slightly better than the little devils.

Of course, the main reason is that the little devils advocate destroying the most enemies at the least cost, and the troops are rarely equipped with submachine guns.

However, Li Yunlong didn't care about this. Whether it was leading troops to fight or equipping the troops with weapons, he never played cards according to common sense. He would do whatever he could to improve the combat effectiveness of the troops and win the battle.

However, the Yamazaki Battalion is also an elite field force, and its combat effectiveness and soldiers' fighting will should not be underestimated.

Moreover, the little devil is on the defensive side, occupying a geographical advantage.

It is impossible for the independent regiment to take down the hill on the west side.

"Doo doo, da da, doo doo!—"

The trumpeter puffed up his cheeks, and the continuous charging horn injected strength.

Amidst the loud and passionate charge horns, within a short while, the hundreds of Eighth Route Army soldiers who rushed ahead advanced to the foot of the hill.

A disheveled ghost lieutenant shouted anxiously on the hill when he saw the Eighth Route Army rushing in front of him.

At this time, the leader of the devil squadron had been killed, so the lieutenant captain temporarily took over his battlefield command.

"Baga! The damned Eighth Route Army of China is tired of charging, and their goal is the position of our No. [-] Squadron!"

"Counterattack, counterattack, stop these damned Eighth Route Army of China!"

"Communication Soldiers, hurry up and ask your Excellency Captain for tactical guidance!"

The devil's messenger contacted him several times, but he still couldn't make contact, so he could only lower his head and ask for instructions: "Report to Your Excellency, our squadron and the brigade headquarters have lost contact!"

Although the equipment configuration of the Japanese army is better than that of the national army and the Eighth Route Army, the radio station is only equipped to the brigade level at most.

This is still in the case of special missions, which are generally only assigned to the wing level.

Therefore, having a radio station in the Yamazaki Battalion is considered a luxury.

On the battlefield, ministries can only use telephone communication.

The phone needs a phone line, and Li Yunlong naturally knows this, so when he launched the attack, he ordered someone to find and cut off the devil's phone line.

Lieutenant Guizi grabbed the communicator's collar with both hands, and asked angrily, "Baga! What's going on? Why can't I contact the brigade headquarters?"

The communication soldier said weakly: "It should be...it should be the bombardment just now, which blew up the telephone line for communication..."

"Baga! Immediately find the location where the explosion broke and reconnect!"

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's communicator nodded heavily, then turned and left.

However, even if the little devil on the hill on the west side can contact the brigade headquarters at this time, it is useless.

Because the main force of the devils guarding Lijiapo's position is also being attacked by the main force of the independent regiment.

Although it was a feint attack, the bullets and shells poured out were all genuine!

At this time, the two sides were fighting inextricably, and Yamazaki Zhihei had no way to spare troops to support the No. [-] Squadron on the hill on the west side.

What's more, the smog at the foot of the mountain made it hard to see the specific situation. Once he gave up the favorable defensive terrain, Yamazaki Zhihei didn't dare to think about the consequences.

Therefore, he naturally did not dare to take the risk.

Otherwise, it is not impossible for Li Yunlong to turn his feint into the main attack and take down Li Jiapo in one fell swoop.

You know, he has never been a tactical person...

"The damn Eighth Route Army is about to rush up, hurry up and get into the battle position, ready to meet the enemy!!!"

Through the gap in the smoke, Lieutenant Guizi had already seen the vanguard of the Eighth Route Army charging forward, and immediately raised the command knife in his hand and gave the order to prepare to attack.

"Hi Yi!"

The devil soldiers made a promise, and then faced the oncoming artillery fire and bullet rain, they got out of the bunker and entered the position to fight.

Although the No. [-] Squadron of Devils suffered nearly half of the casualties from the previous bombing of the Independent Regiment, the soldiers of the Devils still maintained a very high combat quality.

The will to fight was not lost because of the casualty rate and the death of the squadron leader.

While strengthening the fortifications, they counterattacked.

"Machine gun team, fire suppression! Don't let these damned Eighth Route Army of China charge up!"

"Fire!"

"Kill the chicken! Kill the chicken!!!"

The devil soldiers faced the oncoming barrage of bullets and Hugo cut off their fire one after another. Facing an enemy dozens of times larger than their own, they couldn't care about the issue of whether the ammunition was enough at this time, and they all fired with all their strength.

For a while, there were gunshots everywhere, accompanied by bursts of grenadier grenade explosions and grenade explosions from time to time.

"Tut-chug! Da-da-da!——"

"Crack, clap clap!—"

A large number of bullets poured out in the opposite direction, and some Eighth Route Army soldiers who were rushing ahead were unfortunately shot, and fell to the ground convulsingly.

"Beware of enemy firepower! Spread out, spread out!"

"The machine gunner suppresses the firepower, and the grenadier will help me destroy the kid's machine gun position!"

The soldiers of the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment did not choose to attack by force, but quickly dispersed, looking for a nearby bunker to avoid.

At the same time, the artillery not far away also fired again.

Wherever the enemy's firepower is strong, they will fight there.

It has to be said that Wang Chengzhu is indeed an artillery genius, not only his skill in shooting artillery is first-rate, but also his ability to lead troops.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

The shells fired by the independent regiment basically landed on the devil's position, and there were very few deviations. Among them, Wang Chengzhu was even more accurate.

Each shot can kill a little devil's machine gun position, or grenadier position.

The little devil's fortifications hadn't been strengthened and repaired, but the dense rain of shells blew them up again.

Without the protection of the fortifications, the devil soldiers were immediately blown to pieces.

"Uh, ah, ah..."

On the battlefield, the screams of the little devil rang out.

Facing the powerful firepower of the Independence Regiment, the little devils on the ground would only be bombed. As soon as they opened fire, they would be immediately attacked by the Independence Regiment's artillery fire.

"Things of the first battalion, rush with me!!!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Dabiao leaped up from the ground, and then led his soldiers to rush up the hill against the enemy's sparse bullet rain.

"Come on, kill!"

The soldiers of the first battalion charged and pulled the trigger to launch the attack, accompanied by roars of mountains and tsunamis.

"Bagaya Road!"

Lieutenant Guizi saw the soldiers of the First Battalion of the Independence Regiment. If they charged forward like a pack of wolves, he knew that the position would definitely be impossible to defend.

However, deeply brainwashed by militarism and advocating the spirit of bushido, he will not give up his position so easily.

He definitely adopts the jade smashing tactic!
"Warriors of the empire, don't retreat! Concentrate your firepower and continue to attack!"

"The aviation troops dispatched by the headquarters will come soon to provide us with tactical guidance. By then, these Chinese people will die!"

"Kill the chicken, kill the chicken!"

In order to boost the work of the soldiers under him, at the end, the devil lieutenant did not forget to draw a big cake for them.

"His Majesty the Emperor onboard!"

"The Great Japanese Imperial Army is on board!"

The devil soldiers chanted the slogan of "on board, on board", climbed out of the pile of corpses and dirt, took up weapons and shot at a battalion of soldiers who were close at hand.

Some little devils even frantically held their bayonets, and rushed straight up.

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(End of this chapter)