Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

"Yamaguchi-kun, we don't have much time left, let the troops prepare to break out north."

"A certain regiment in our rear seems to have lost its patience and chose to retreat southward."

"Once they successfully leave the battlefield, we will be attacked from both sides, and by then we will not even have a chance to resist."

The calm tone of the direct commander made Hiroshi Yamaguchi feel bad.

The battle on the west side of Zhongtiao Mountain has been fought so far, and the opponent is the only surviving general. Soldiers at the grassroots level only follow his lead and regard him as the backbone of the army.

But the other party turned out to be a die-hard faction who only wanted to be loyal to Tian Locust and had no idea how to be flexible at all.

Breakout to the north?

The 37th Division had been confronting the preserved fruit defenders in Zhongtiao Mountain for so long. Hiroshi Singguchi had long been familiar with the surrounding terrain, and he knew all the trails and paths suitable for a breakout.

There is a plain of several kilometers to the north, where transportation is convenient and there is even a road.

Although the main road was very close to the county seat in the occupied area, the enemy would never give them a chance to escape back. They knew that there must be a trap there without even thinking about it.

Since the enemy can quietly reach the rear of the 37th Division, they will definitely deploy warning forces along the road and even arrange some ambush points.

You can't make the same mistakes your opponents made again.

Moreover, the enemy is the Eighth Route Army, and encircling a point to provide reinforcements is their specialty.

If you rush in recklessly without doing any prior reconnaissance, your troops will most likely die without a burial place.

Before Hiroshi Yamaguchi could give a clear answer, Major General Hirano Shigeki began to make the next specific arrangements on his own, without any reference to the other party's suggestions.

"Your wing has the lowest casualties, the overall strength and the most complete command system. You will be the main force in the next offensive mission."

"Please be sure to break through the enemy's defense line within two hours, tear a hole directly in front of the enemy, and open a lifeline for the follow-up troops to retreat."

"I will concentrate all the remaining artillery of the 37th Division to provide fire support for your regiment."

As the orders were deployed one by one, Hirano Chengshu's expression became increasingly weird. There was still a gentle smile on his face, but his black eyes were trembling slightly.

It looked even more like his face was covered with a thin mask, as if if the calm on the surface were accidentally broken, the madness and chaos inside would be released.

Hiroshi Yamaguchi finally figured out one thing. The madman in front of him had no intention of getting out alive. The so-called breakout to the north is just a comforting excuse for the lower-level soldiers and officers.

Which normal person would attack in the first round of a war?

Currently, there are only three incomplete regiments left in the entire 37th Division, and it is unknown whether they can gather 4,000 men.

Now directly deploying 1,700 people, plus all the artillery fire cover, doesn't it make it clear that we are going to fight a wave of attacks? Didn't you think about the possibility of the artillery positions being taken over?

As for the result?

Either the breakout is successful, and the exhausted troops are scooped up by the Eighth Route Army ambushing them, which becomes a classic case in other textbooks.

Either they fail to break out and die collectively on the way to charge, and their descendants will not even be able to hold their ashes if they want to pay homage to them.

After thinking for a moment, Singkahi had no choice but to accept the reality. He is just a colonel, and he is not even qualified to question the authority of the major general, let alone resist.

"I know, I will lead the team myself."

"I hope you will keep your promise and provide me with artillery support."

Although his subordinates did not use honorifics, nothing mattered anymore. There was nothing to argue about between two dying men.

The 37th Division's Lieutenant General and Division Commander were all shattered on the battlefield. Even if Hirano Chengshu could successfully return to Taiyuan, he would not end well. Instead of trying to survive and survive, it is better to fight to the death and return home.

Breakout? Just an excuse!

Attack fiercely as soon as they come face to face, with one regiment as the main attack, and combined with artillery, the Eighth Route Army can definitely be caught off guard.

"Colonel Yamaguchi, just lead the charge and leave the rest to me."

"Other regiments will follow suit and will never betray our comrades. His Majesty Tian Locust and Commander Okamura will pray for us."

"Hi!"

The other party's ferocious smile made Yamaguchi Hiroshi's hair stand on end. He couldn't bear to be in the same room with this madman anymore, so he trotted away from here.

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120th Division, advance to the command post.

A full hour has passed since the troops launched their attack. Judging from the current advancement progress, the battle can definitely be ended before dark.

Commander Huzi and a group of staff are checking for leaks and filling the vacancies. Their goal is to completely annihilate the 36th and 37th Divisions and never let go of any enemy above a small squad.

At this moment, the phone in the command post rang.

Since the Japanese are on the defensive side and the opponent's artillery has been depleted on a large scale, they are currently unable to destroy the telephone lines deployed by the 120th Division. Now the division command post can be connected to any brigade or regiment-level unit.

"Division Commander! Directly north of the battle line, more than half of the regiment's Japs have launched an attack on our regiment."

"The enemy is coming fiercely and has concentrated a large amount of artillery fire to clear the way for the infantry. We need support and artillery cover."

As soon as he finished speaking, Commander Huzi and the political commissar rushed to the map. After a closer look, they analyzed the enemy's plan.

"More than half of the regiment was dispatched? And artillery was also attached?"

"It seems that the Japanese can't sit still anymore and are planning to break out towards the north."

However, this idea was quickly overturned by the two of them. The north was not only a plain terrain, but also their own supply line.

If the enemy wants to break out, he should go south instead of choosing the north where the defenses are strongest. In the original vision, it was absolutely impossible for the enemy to attack there.

Unless the entire combined fleet descends from the sky and plunges into the Yellow River to serve as a fort, there will be absolutely no way out.

Being at a slight disadvantage is called a breakthrough, but taking the initiative to attack at a huge disadvantage is suicide. But considering that the other party is Japanese, it is not surprising what he did.

"Since the devils are eager to die, let's help them!"

"Order! The first artillery regiment finds the enemy's artillery position! I don't care what method they use! Knock out the enemy's mountain artillery for me!"

"Let the 4th Regiment of the 358th Brigade, the 716th Regiment and the 717th Regiment of the 359th Brigade go to support the 719th Regiment and immediately encircle and annihilate the main force of the Japanese. Don't let any enemy go!"

Commander Huzi knew that the opponent was fighting to the death, so he simply sent out two digital regiments and one basic regiment.

Adding the support of the three regiments to the original strength of the 719th Regiment, there are almost tens of thousands of soldiers. Being dissatisfied with the formation of the last alliance is no different from being a bastard.

Now the 120th Division is rich in wealth, and the soldiers have high morale and sufficient ammunition. Coupled with the air force and advanced weapons, it is not difficult to fight a tank division.

Our side has no shortage of heavy weapons and is well-organized. The Japanese actually dared to take the initiative to attack. I really don’t know how to write the word “death”.

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Xujin barrage is a barrage bombardment carried out under the guidance of map correctors or forward observers.

It is extremely lethal to troops who are exposed or lack concealment, and can effectively suppress opponents.

The Japanese infantry and artillery cooperated closely, which once made the Eighth Route Army very embarrassed, and the commander of the 719 regiment, who was forced to switch from offense to defense, cursed his mother.

boom!

A 75mm artillery shell landed 300 meters in front of the Japanese attack queue. The violent explosion left a large crater.

"It's so damn disgusting! The mountain-breaking cannon isn't very powerful, but it's really annoying!"

"I don't know when our artillery will be able to deal with the enemy. We are still not skilled at it!"

Although the Japanese Type 94 mountain cannon has the same caliber as the Eighth Route Army's M18 cannon. However, the medicine rooms and dosages of the two medicines are different, resulting in a huge difference in power.

During the continuous shelling, the correspondent came to the regiment leader with a portable communicator.

"Captain! The supporting brother troops are coming!"

"We just need to hold on for another 15 minutes! The division commander also gave the artillerymen a death order! The Japanese mountain artillery can't be arrogant for long."

boom!

Another 75mm shell landed near the regiment headquarters, and the explosion threw up a lot of rocks and soil.

The leader carefully raised the observation glass, and thousands of Japanese soldiers entered his field of vision. They held their guns at their waists and charged forward in a skirmish line. In the team, some infantrymen holding crooked handles and grenade launchers could be vaguely seen.

There is also a huge observation balloon floating in the sky.

Although this thing seems relatively stupid, when the weather is good, the observers on the balloon will clearly see the effects of their own artillery bombardment and the opponent's position layout.

Through guidance, artillery can be helped to complete their tasks.

Of course, all this has a prerequisite, that is, one's own side must have control of the air, otherwise the huge balloon will be a living target.

In the previous battles, due to the strong appearance of the Kongyi Division, the observation balloons never had a chance to be used.

But now the Eighth Route Army's air force has gone back to replenish ammunition, and the Japanese didn't care about the loss at all, so they sent this big killer.

However, the leader of the 719th Regiment was not afraid. On the contrary, he seemed a little confident.

Obviously, the Japanese's desperate fight did not cause too many casualties to the 719th Regiment. He was even a little impatient, which was a sign of confidence in his own artillery.

At the same time, the artillery regiment of the 120th Division was on the position.

The artillery regiment commander and staff were gathering around the map to discuss the attack plan. Countering enemy artillery requires quite rigorous calculations and mapping.

"Hurry! The comrades on the front line are still waiting for us!"

"Hurry up and find the location of the enemy's artillery position! Don't waste any more time!"

"Captain! We can only find a rough idea!"

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"Colonel! We succeeded!"

"The First Infantry Brigade is in immediate contact with the enemy, and there is still a distance of 600 meters! The Second Infantry Brigade is following closely behind, and the Eighth Route Army has been suppressed by our artillery fire!"

Hiroshi Yamaguchi did not rejoice because of the temporary advantage. He held up the telescope and was worried. Everything currently was based on the premise of artillery support.

Once the Eighth Route Army's artillery counterattack succeeds, the more than a thousand men under his command will be dead.

Although the shelling had lasted for ten minutes, the few shells had been almost wiped out. But the old Japanese knew one thing: the shelling had no real effect.

The Eighth Route Army on the opposite side not only has well-equipped weapons and equipment, but also has a strong sense of combat and morale.

Even though the position looks miserable now, morale probably hasn't dropped much. He could even imagine that the other side's soldiers were sharpening their knives and thinking about how to fight back.

Once the bombardment is over, or your own artillery positions are destroyed. They will use machine guns and mortars to let their people know what cruelty is.

The most important thing is that until now, the survivors of the 37th Division have not found the opponent's artillery positions at all, and have been passively beaten.

What are you afraid of?

The shells that had been silent for two hours struck again, and Yamaguchi's expression changed drastically.

Shells flew past his head with a whistling sound, flying towards the position behind him.

The first few shells did not hit the artillery, but as more and more shells flew in, each mountain cannon was still destroyed by the enemy's shelling.

After the threat of artillery fire was gone, the infantry of the Eighth Route Army also began to counterattack.

In order to avoid too many casualties caused by the enemy's light and heavy machine guns and mortars, he deliberately kept his infantry brigade at the maximum distance. The distance between individual soldiers was even ten meters.

At this time, dozens of dazzling fires appeared on the enemy's position, the casualties of his infantry increased sharply, and a large amount of dust from bullets appeared on the ground.

Although the soldiers fell down in time, some even found suitable bunkers. But the number of casualties could not stop at all, and a squadron evaporated in an instant.

"What a black card! Onboard!"

Retreat was impossible, the arrow had to be fired.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers braved bullets and cannonballs and launched a jade-breaking charge with gritted teeth.

From time to time, soldiers fell on the charging road, but under the urging of junior officers, the infantry continued to run towards the front positions with all their strength.

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120th Division, artillery position.

Dozens of 75mm cannons roared continuously. With the help of the hydraulic retraction mechanism, a high-explosive round was ejected from the chamber every four seconds, falling behind the Japanese position with death and fury.

The soldiers are adjusting ballistic elements in real time based on feedback provided by soldiers at the front, striving to maximize artillery damage.

At this time, the ground was covered with steaming gun casings. Behind each cannon were soldiers lining up waiting to be loaded.

Further away, a transport team dedicated to transporting artillery shells can also be seen.

There were even hundreds of fellow villagers who came after hearing the news, and they took their own livestock to help transport it!

The commander of the 1st Artillery Regiment, holding a portable communicator, watched with satisfaction as the soldiers pulled the match rope again and again. On the table in front of him, the map had long since disappeared.

"I am indeed inexperienced and cannot find your specific location!"

"But as long as there are enough cannonballs! Cover the entire suspicious area! Sooner or later, one of the cannonballs will hit!"

"Fight with a poor man! I will crush you with logistics! Anyway, the division commander himself said no matter what the cost, I just used a few more artillery shells!"

Thousands of people tomorrow! It must be tens of thousands per day! Definitely tens of thousands per day! Say important things three times!