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Zhong Song was also confused about the situation. It was all about the military headquarters coordinating with the Tiger Legion, but that didn't matter, as long as they could get artillery support.

The 61st Division had only eight 75mm mountain guns, plus two captured Type 8 infantry guns and 25 mortars, for a total of 31 artillery pieces.

He immediately said to the chief of staff:

"Those Japanese devils are determined to make a breakthrough, they really think we're pushovers! Tell the brothers, fight them to the death!"

The chief of staff immediately sent someone to relay the order, and before long, the entire division's firepower was directed at the Japanese, causing havoc and bloodshed.

Considering that the Japanese still had two mountain artillery battalions, the artillery support from Yangjialing only lasted for three minutes, more than 20 rounds, and a total of more than 300 shells, causing great chaos to the Japanese and resulting in many casualties.

After the artillery battery finished firing, they began to move. The 90mm mortar was a little better; two people could carry the barrel, and with the base, it took a maximum of four people.

The Type 92 mountain gun required mules and horses to pull it. One gun was pulled by two ends. It was prepared in advance, and the mules and horses could be attached to the hoisting frame to move it. It could be withdrawn from the position within three minutes.

They were lucky this time. It was probably due to the pressure from the Schneider Mountain Artillery Battalion. The Japanese artillery had just completed its transfer and didn't have enough time, so the Japanese simply launched a counterattack and hid their whereabouts first.

Without artillery support from the flanks, the 61st Division faced significantly increased pressure as the Japanese launched wave after wave of attacks, quickly reaching the first defensive line.

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The 61st Division deployed two infantry battalions on the first line of defense, one on each of the left and right flanks, and two infantry battalions on the second line of defense, plus two heavy machine gun companies.

The core position consisted of not only two infantry battalions but also two artillery battalions, totaling 12 20mm mortars.

The regimental artillery battalion was positioned on the high ground to the left front, which was located at the junction of the 61st and 88th Divisions.

When the Japanese troops advanced to within 40 or 50 meters of the front line, over a thousand officers and soldiers from the two battalions, under the command of their officers, threw grenades.

Rows of grenades fell into the ranks of Japanese soldiers, exploding in clouds of smoke and knocking the surrounding soldiers to the ground.

The kill radius of a hand grenade is only seven meters, but the sheer number of them is devastating. The damage caused by the explosion of two or three thousand hand grenades is no less than that caused by artillery.

The 7th Infantry Regiment's offensive was halted; most of the Japanese soldiers at the front fell, and those behind were so frightened that they lay down on the ground.

After the soldiers finished throwing their grenades, they picked up their rifles and fired at the Japanese soldiers. The machine guns spewed out a hail of bullets, and plumes of smoke billowed from the holsters of the Maxim heavy machine guns, a sign that they were boiling over.

The main gunner had to stop and wait for the assistant gunner to add cooling water to the holster. This was a weakness of water-cooled machine guns; they were prone to overheating during continuous firing, so water was essential.

The machine gun was being refilled with water when a volley of shells flew over and instantly covered the position.

The assistant gunner only had time to tackle the main gunner before the entire machine gun crew was engulfed by the explosion, with shrapnel flying everywhere and casualties strewn across the ground.

The main shooter struggled to push away the assistant shooter, whose head, face, and body were covered in blood.

Some were assistant shooters, and some were their own; their heads felt unusually heavy due to excessive blood loss.

He shook his head and bit his tongue hard; the intense pain made him much more awake.

He immediately located the overturned machine gun, and after some fumbling, found it was still usable, shouting excitedly:

"Someone come help me lift the gun!"

"Tang Peng, are you still okay? Let me do it!"

Tang Peng answered his platoon leader's question with his actions. He pulled the trigger all the way down, and a long burst of bullets left the barrel, taking down two Japanese soldiers.

At this moment, a line of still-steaming blood slid from his forehead down to Tang Peng's lips, making him feel itchy;

He stuck out his tongue and rolled it up; the fishy smell hit him right in the head, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"You little devils, you're all damned devils! I'll send you to hell!"

The machine gun blasted bullets, mowing down the Japanese soldiers until it ran out of ammunition.

"bullet!"

The company commander quickly handed him a brand new ammunition belt, and the two of them worked together to load the bullets before continuing to fire at the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese heavy firepower was not idle either. Mortars, infantry guns, Type 92 heavy machine guns, and 75mm howitzers continuously fired at the defending positions, destroying one firing point after another, and the defending forces' firepower continued to weaken.

Without the suppression of heavy fire, the Japanese finally stormed the position, and the commander of the 362nd Regiment roared:

"Brothers, charge! Let's fight the Japanese devils!"

The soldiers leaped out of the trenches, two torrents of earthen yellow and excrement yellow colliding violently, the sound of bayonets piercing flesh echoing loudly.

In just one clash, two or three hundred more corpses and casualties appeared on the ground. It was all bayonet against bayonet, without any fancy moves that could cause serious injury.

More and more Japanese soldiers poured into the position, and the defending troops dwindled in number. The two sides fought with bayonets, rifle butts, shovels, fists, and even teeth, risking their lives for each other.

A young soldier was stabbed through the body by two bayonets, and his strength vanished like a river bursting its banks. With his last ounce of strength, he detonated the grenade he had saved for himself.

The Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they drew their bayonets and fled for their lives, but it was too late.

Boom!

The soldier's body turned into a cloud of blood mist in the explosion, and two Japanese soldiers were also hit by flying shrapnel, one dead and one wounded;

It also affected two other people, one a Japanese soldier and the other one of their own.

"You son of a bitch, are you trying to drag me down with you!"

The sergeant fell to the ground alongside the Japanese sergeant, both with several shrapnel fragments in their bodies.

At this point in the war, no one cares about accidentally hurting their own people; all they care about is killing the enemy.

Two battalions stationed on the second line of defense also came to reinforce, and the battle lines were completely disrupted. It was impossible to distinguish friend from foe, and as long as they were alive, they would fight to the death with the enemy.

At the headquarters of the 323rd Division, Zhao Yunwen's eyes blurred, and even after witnessing countless life and death, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Fujin Mountain was the last highlight of the German-equipped divisions. The 36th Division, with 11000 men, was reduced to only 600. Although the 61st Division has been added due to the butterfly effect, the brutality of the battlefield has not changed. It is still a battlefield where every inch of land is stained with blood.

Qiu Fengzi said in a choked voice:

"The Japanese had at least four or five thousand men. Both sides were fighting to the death. The 61st Division would probably be severely weakened after this battle."

Zhao Yunwen suppressed his grief and said coldly:

"Since the Battle of Shanghai, too many troops have been wiped out. When they are wiped out, they are replaced. The Japanese are the same."

This is a life-or-death national war, a test of national resilience, and it will come down to who can't hold out in the end.

Our 400 million compatriots in China have awakened, and it is absolutely impossible for the Japanese devils to conquer us!

Send a power to the mountain artillery battalion so they can fire deep into the enemy infantry lines. We absolutely cannot allow them to comfortably reinforce their troops.

Qiu Fengzi nodded heavily and went to deliver the order himself. Zhao Yunwen looked at the blood-soaked battlefield and muttered to himself:

"That's all I can do to help you."

On the Fujinshan battlefield, the two sides fought fiercely, with corpses piled high and blood flowing like rivers. The Japanese were still reinforcing their troops, trying to finish the battle in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, the booming sound of artillery came from the flank. The artillery on Hill 203 and Yangjialing all opened fire on the Japanese troops behind them, focusing their attack on the Japanese troops in the rear. This would not only avoid friendly fire but also damage the morale of the Japanese troops.

The threat posed by flanking fire to infantry groups was enormous. The Tiger Army's artillery support helped the 61st Division stabilize its front line and boosted morale considerably.

The overwhelming firepower of 33 artillery pieces was astonishing; each salvo took away a large number of Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese divisional artillery also began to retaliate, hurling volleys of shells into the Yangjialing position. The newly formed artillery company lost three cannons and suffered twenty or thirty casualties, but they did not retreat and continued to fire under the fire.

The Schneider mountain gun quickly turned its muzzle and opened fire on the Japanese artillery positions. It achieved results in just two salvos, destroying three 75mm guns and suppressing the arrogance of the Japanese.

The two sides exchanged fire with their artillery, with cannons being destroyed from time to time, and the artillerymen suffering heavy casualties.

Schneider artillery also suffered losses, with two destroyed and one damaged. The biggest loss was the loss of more than a dozen elite artillerymen.

The Japanese suffered even greater losses, almost wiping out an entire 105mm howitzer battalion.

"Commander, if we keep fighting like this, the mountain artillery battalion will be decimated. Should we hold out?"

Qiu Fengzi voiced his concerns, and Zhao Yunwen shook his head resolutely:

"Now that both sides are locked in a fierce battle, how can we withdraw the artillery? Infantry can be sacrificed, and so can artillery."

Now that we've already locked horns, there's only one outcome: fight to the last cannon, to the last man!

"Either defeat the Japanese devils, or die on the battlefield!"