Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 421: Tsuda Mitake is an amateur.

How long has the Eighth Route Army been attacking, and you tell me that the position has been lost?
"What about those solid concrete permanent fortifications?"

"Why didn't you stop the enemy's attack?"

Mitake Tsuda angrily grabbed the collar of the Japanese soldier who came to report.

The Eighth Route Army possessed extremely powerful heavy artillery. Those well-developed civil engineering works would certainly not be able to withstand the Eighth Route Army's high-explosive shells, but those concrete fortifications, as well as the machine guns and elite machine gun teams inside, could definitely inflict huge casualties on the Eighth Route Army.

In such a short time, the locust army's machine guns didn't make much noise, so it was impossible for them to kill many Eighth Route Army soldiers.

"The Eighth Route Army used a new type of bomb, and the locust troops on the battlefield have lost their combat effectiveness!"

The Japanese soldiers cried bitterly, but they were not mourning for the dead soldiers. Instead, they were so smoked that they had difficulty opening their eyes.

"What?" Tsuda Mitake immediately asked with a grim expression, "What new bomb?"

"A very irritating bomb," the Japanese soldier replied, "probably a poison gas bomb..."

"Gas bombs?"

Major General Tsuda Mitake's expression grew increasingly grim: "Why aren't the soldiers on the battlefield wearing gas masks?"

The Japanese soldiers cried out: "Our gas masks are useless. They can't protect us from the Eighth Route Army's bombs."

"Baga, Yalu!"

Mitake Tsuda cursed, his heart sinking.

I have spent my entire life in the military, and I am afraid that today I will have to die here...

At this moment, another Japanese squadron leader stood up and shouted: "Infantry Squadron 5, listen to my orders, pee on your crotch pants, cover your mouth and nose, and help me retake the position!"

"Captain Yamada," a staff officer next to Tsuda Mitake shouted, "What are you doing?"

Captain Yamada explained: "This method can prevent poison gas attacks. I have seen Chinese troops use this method on the battlefield to prevent the chemical bombs of the locust army."

Tsuda Mitake's eyes lit up: "Execute immediately!"

"Hi."

At that moment, nearly two hundred Japanese officers and soldiers of the 5th Squadron put down their rifles, unbuckled their belts, and took out their crotch pants.

The soldiers who had canteens intended to pour the little water left in the canteens onto their crotch pants, but were stopped by the Japanese squadron leader, who ordered them to leave the water for the wounded.

The sounds of gunfire and explosions were getting closer and closer, and the Eighth Route Army was about to attack the tunnel entrance.

Captain Yamada endured the extremely foul smell and covered his mouth and nose with his crotch pants.

The rest of the Japanese officers and soldiers followed suit and covered their mouths and noses with their urine-soaked pants.

The Japanese soldiers' bibs had not been changed for some time, and the stench of fresh urine almost made them vomit out the rice balls they had eaten in the morning.

With a swish, Captain Yamada drew out the lieutenant's sword from his waist.

Because the tunnel was narrow and dimly lit, a Japanese soldier was hit on the head by the samurai sword drawn by Captain Yamada and fell in a pool of blood.

"..."

The tunnel fell into silence for three seconds.

"Kill..."

Captain Yamada, holding the samurai sword in his hand with grief and anger, rushed out of the tunnel first.

"Onboard!"

The rest of the Japanese soldiers rushed out from the tunnel entrances one after another, holding samurai swords in their hands.

Not long after they rushed out of the tunnel, under the guidance of the artillery observer of the New 5st Regiment, rows of artillery shells fell down. The original power of the shells remained unchanged, and coupled with the power of the invincible perverted chili pepper, the Japanese soldiers of the th Squadron of the th Brigade who had just rushed out directly lost their ability to move.

"Da da da……"

Then there was a burst of dense gunfire and explosions, and the Japanese soldiers who had just rushed out were shot dead on the spot one after another.

In less than a few minutes, nearly 200 Japanese soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

"General."

In the tunnel, a Japanese soldier hurriedly ran up to Tsuda Mitake, with a sad face:
"The 5th Infantry Squadron, all of us have been killed..."

"Nani?"

Upon hearing this, Tsuda Mitake turned around suddenly with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Even if there were two hundred pigs, it's impossible for them to be killed so quickly, right?

"Infantry Squadron 6 prepares to attack!"

"Request tactical guidance from Major General Sakurada Takeshi immediately!"

Mitake Tsuda gave the order with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

After reorganization, there were a total of four infantry companies. He lost two infantry companies after the Eighth Route Army made a slight attack.

He knew very well that he would not be able to defeat the Eighth Route Army without asking for help.

If they were stuck in the tunnel and couldn't get out, the Eighth Route Army had a hundred ways to kill them.

The Japanese 6th Infantry Squadron was ready, imitating the 5th Infantry Squadron by urinating on their crotch pants to cover their mouths and noses.

After receiving the order from Tsuda Mitake, he immediately rushed towards the tunnel entrance.

……

"Nani?"

Sakurada Takeshi's expression changed drastically when he received the call for support: "The front slope position has been lost?"

"Tsuda Mitake is a piece of trash!"

At this time, the Japanese were attacked from both sides, and Takeshi Sakurada and the troops he commanded on the reverse slope position were also in a difficult situation.

After the Eighth Route Army's artillery bombardment ended, it used five tanks to launch a fierce attack on the reverse slope position of Jiangjunling.

Although they repelled the Eighth Route Army's second attack, the Japanese soldiers used human bombs to blow up two Eighth Route Army tanks.

but!

The Eighth Route Army's heavy mortar unit was so powerful that when the Eighth Route Army's infantry was 100 meters away from the Japanese front-line positions, the enemy artillery dared to use 120mm mortars to cover the Japanese positions with artillery fire.

An infantry company commanded by Takeshi Sakurada was severely damaged.

Most of the infantry squadron that was attacking suffered casualties, and the remaining soldiers and wounded retreated into the tunnel.

According to the Eighth Route Army's tactics, his troops would be wiped out if the Eighth Route Army launched four more waves of attacks at most.

but…

The main force of Sakurada Takeshi's field heavy artillery regiment is still hiding on Jiangjunling. At the critical moment, he can order the field heavy artillery regiment to open fire and deal a heavy blow to the Eighth Route Army!
However, Sakurada Takeshi never expected that the Eighth Route Army had just started the attack when Tsuda Mitake's side fell into disarray, and the position on the main slope was captured by the Eighth Route Army.

You know, on the main slope position, there are a large number of permanent concrete fortifications comparable to the Maginot Line.

Although there were no permanent fortifications on the reverse slope, the Locust Army was able to repel two attacks by the Eighth Route Army and destroy two Eighth Route Army tanks.

Even if we send a pig to the main slope to command, it will be able to hold the position, right?
"How did the front slope position fall in such a short time?"

Sakurada Takeshi was puzzled and asked in a gloomy tone at the reporting staff officer.

"According to the Fourth Brigade's report."

The staff officer lowered his head and answered truthfully: "The Eighth Route Army used poison gas bombs, and the gas masks were ineffective. The locust soldiers on the position have lost their ability to move..."

"Baga, ah-ah-ah!" Sakurada Takeshi's face was grim. He took a deep breath and ordered, "Order the 1st Field Artillery Battalion to fire at the front slope position. Use up all the ammunition of the 1st Field Artillery Battalion, eliminate the enemy who has entered the position, and assist Major General Tsuda in retaking the position."

At this time, Jiangjunling was already surrounded by the Eighth Route Army. The field artillery regiment could not fire a few shots and then move away as it did in the previous few days. Once the field artillery regiment opened fire at the Jiangjunling position, it would be completely exposed to the sight of the Eighth Route Army artillery observers.

There is no value in keeping the field artillery regiment now, so it is better to make use of its remaining energy to help Tsuda Mitake regain the position on the main slope.

Because once the main slope was captured by the Eighth Route Army, they would occupy the tunnels and positions on the main slope, attack Jiangjunling, destroy the field artillery regiment, and then rush down the mountain to destroy Sakurada Takeshi and others on the reverse slope.

"Hi."

The Japanese staff officer turned around and quickly conveyed the order.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The remaining seven 7mm field guns of the 75st Guards Field Artillery Battalion and the three mountain guns of the 3th Brigade were originally aimed at the front slope position from the mountain.

Under the camouflage nets, three Japanese 3mm mountain guns and seven Japanese field guns aimed at the Eighth Route Army attacking the front slope position and opened fire.

"Boom boom boom..."

Sparse artillery shells rose up in the Eighth Route Army's formation.

The Japanese mountain cannon was of average power, but the power of the seven field guns was quite good. Since they were aiming and firing directly from a high position, every shell fell into the Eighth Route Army's formation.

With every explosion, Eighth Route Army soldiers were thrown to the ground.

There were many new recruits in the attacking troops, and when the wind was favorable, the new recruits fought extremely fiercely.

However, the offensive formation was disrupted by the bombardment of the Japanese mountain artillery and field artillery. Some new recruits were confused and stood there for a while, not knowing what to do.

Several soldiers stood there at a loss, and were hit by flying shrapnel.

"Lie down!"

"Squad leaders, keep an eye on your soldiers!"

"Spread out!"

"Get down, quick!"

"Our artillery will soon destroy the Japanese artillery positions!"

The platoon leaders of each company remained calm and composed, lying on the ground while shouting and giving orders.

Under the care of the squad leaders, the recruits seemed to have found their backbone and quickly found cover and lay down on the ground.

In fact, if the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment had not used flamethrowers to burn the Japanese in the concrete bunkers.

It is most appropriate to hide in bunkers and blockhouses at this time.

but.

It had just been burned once, and the flames were still not completely burned out. The temperature was extremely high. If you hid in a tunnel or bunker, you would be immediately burned by the high temperature.

"Yoshi."

"The Guards Field Artillery Regiment and Mountain Artillery are opening fire!"

In the tunnel, Tsuda Mitake glanced at the last officers and soldiers, and quickly drew out the major general's sword.

The 6th Infantry Squadron had just rushed out but was severely damaged by the Eighth Route Army, and only dozens of people escaped.

Now there are only more than 300 intact Japanese soldiers left by Tsuda Mitake's side.

The remaining Japanese soldiers all looked at Tsuda Mitake with fanatical eyes.

Tsuda Mitake said sternly, "As soon as the shelling stops, we will rush out of the tunnel and retake the position."

"Gentlemen."

"The time has come to serve our brother country and the locusts."

"The Great Japanese Brother Country is on board, the Great Japanese Locust Army is on board, and His Majesty the Heavenly Locust is on board."

Amidst a burst of crazy howling and a continuous barrage of artillery fire, Tsuda Mitake brought the remaining 300 or so Japanese warriors to the tunnel entrance to wait.

As soon as the artillery fire stopped, they rushed out immediately, wiped out the Eighth Route Army and recaptured the position.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thunderous artillery sounds were heard in the distance. The Eighth Route Army's 152mm howitzers were firing at the positions of the 1st Field Artillery Infantry Battalion, implementing long-range artillery suppression.

Suddenly, the number of shells falling on the Eighth Route Army's attack formation became sparse.

"attack!"

Tsuda Mitake, holding the major general's sword, rushed out of the tunnel shouting. Although some Japanese soldiers had already given up hope, when they saw their brigade commander leading the charge, they all rushed out with rifles in hand.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Da da da……"

There was no pause in the dense explosions and gunfire.

More than half an hour later, the gunshots and explosions on the front of Jiangjunling gradually became sparse and then disappeared completely.

Afterwards, the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment's Enemy Work Department used a loudspeaker to shout into the tunnel, asking the Japanese inside to surrender.

The desperate wounded Japanese soldiers in the tunnel either detonated grenades or committed suicide with pistols and rifles. In the end, only the seriously injured and incapacitated Japanese soldiers were left.

"Keep attacking."

Zhang Dabiao, with a shaved head, stepped onto the front line of Jiangjunling, his eyes sharp and murderous, and he waved his hand.

Behind him, the soldiers of the elite 1st Battalion climbed up General Ridge from the front position.

The second and third battalions of the Japanese Guards Field Artillery stationed at the Jiangjunling position were quickly found by the first battalion.

The two sides were already face to face, and the Japanese artillerymen were unable to install bayonets on the cannons.

At this distance, even if the Japanese artillerymen were all elite gunners, they could not be the opponent of the most elite 1st Battalion of the New 1st Regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

The commander of the Guards Field Artillery Regiment could only give the order to blow up the field guns and mountain guns with tears in his eyes.

"General..."

In the reverse slope tunnel fortification, a staff officer quickly rushed to Sakurada Takeshi and reported with a look of despair:

"The entire Guards Field Artillery Regiment was annihilated. Before they were annihilated, the artillery blew up the field and mountain guns. The Eighth Route Army was already on top of us."

Sakurada Takeshi leaned on his sword with a silent look on his face.

From the moment the Eighth Route Army captured the front position of Jiangjunling and Tsuda Mitake was killed, he knew that the game was over.

But Sakurada Takeshi always frowned.

He still hasn't figured it out until now.

Why was the slope position breached so quickly by the Eighth Route Army?

With tunnels and concrete fortifications comparable to a fortress, and fire support from a battalion of mountain artillery and field artillery, even if more than a thousand pigs were placed in front of Jiangjunling, the Eighth Route Army would not be able to kill them all so quickly!
Just now, Takeshi Sakurada commanded his troops on the reverse slope and repelled another coordinated attack by the Eighth Route Army infantry and tanks.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

Even with close air support from several planes, the main slope of Jiangjunling was still captured by the Eighth Route Army, who killed their way through Jiangjunling in just one afternoon.

The two days of holding out that he promised Yoshio Shinozuka became a joke.

Even at this point, Takeshi Sakurada still felt that there was no problem with his center-blooming tactics in Jiangjunling.

My teammates are so stupid.

……

Taiyuan.

First Army Headquarters.

"General."

Yamamoto Ikki stood in front of Shinozuka Yoshio, his face grim and silent for ten seconds before he bowed and reported:
"Major General Sakurada Takeshi, commander of the Imperial Guards Mixed Brigade, just sent a farewell telegram."

"Nani?"

Shinozuka Yoshio's expression changed drastically. He stood up suddenly and asked tentatively:
"What did you say?"

"Major General Sakurada Takeshi sent a farewell telegram?"

Yoshio Shinozuka realized that Yamamoto Ikki would report bad news, but he didn't expect it to be such bad news.

Sending a farewell telegram meant that the sender was about to face death in battle and was conveying his final message through the telegram.

"Hi."

Yamamoto handed over the farewell telegram with both hands.

When Yoshio Shinozuka took the telegram and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment. There was only one line of words on the telegram: Farewell telegram, Tsuda Mitake is an amateur.

(End of this chapter)