Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

On the outskirts of Datong, the 26th Division set out to attack.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers around him who were silent and checking their equipment, Baogui Ting, the commander of the 4th Division of the First Army of the Puppet Mongolia, silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It was nothing, it was just too oppressive.

After all, you can't expect a person who surrendered and became a puppet soldier to have any backbone.

"Division Commander, it seems that the Japanese are determined to kill the Eighth Route Army this time, and they actually dispatched two division-level troops at one time."

"We must never rashly participate in this level of battle. When the fight starts, let the brothers find a safe corner to hide."

"When gods fight, mortals will die."

In order to complete the tasks assigned by General Okamura, Shigetaro Amakasu mobilized a large number of puppet Mongolian troops in this battle.

In addition to the three local security divisions scattered in Suiyuan, all the puppet troops, including an artillery regiment and six cavalry divisions, were present.

Hearing the words of his deputy division commander, Baogui Ting glared at him with some displeasure.

"Hide? What are you thinking?"

"Look at the Japanese around us. If anyone dares to run, they will definitely turn into a supervision team. You will die faster than going to the battlefield."

"Fuck, Shigetaro Amakasu is really a piece of shit. He took my horse and the artillery regiment's cannon. Do you want me to fight the Eighth Route Army with my fists?"

As soon as this was said, all the officers of the Fourth Division fell silent.

Their horses were temporarily requisitioned by the Mongolian Army a month ago. The reason given by the devils was also very simple. They only said that the cavalry could not be mobile during the siege.

The transfer from cavalry to infantry made Baogui Ting, who always claimed to be a descendant of Genghis Khan, furious for several days.

There was no way, who made him a traitor who sold his ancestors for glory. It was only natural for his master to take something away.

As for the mountain and field artillery of the artillery regiment?

It was like throwing meat buns at a dog, and there was no return.

Previously, the troops stationed in Mongolia were very wealthy. Whether it was the 26th Division, the Cavalry Group or the Independent Mixed Second Brigade, they were all equipped with a sufficient number of barreled artillery.

According to the nature of the devils, they naturally looked down on the junk made by various countries in the pseudo-Mongolian Army.

However, the current situation is different. The artillery equipment of the 26th Division is not fully staffed, and the superiors cannot provide new equipment for a while.

In desperation, Yano Otosaburo had to confiscate the artillery of the pseudo-Mongolian Army.

It is better to have it than not to have it, not to mention that the 27 mountain and field artillery are not a number that can be ignored by the devils now.

Looking at his silent subordinates, Baogui Ting hesitated for a moment and then spoke again to encourage them:

"Brothers, although this battle is very dangerous and you may lose your life if you are not careful. But since ancient times, high risks are accompanied by high returns. Today may be a good opportunity for us to become bigger and stronger!"

"What's more, the main force of the battle is the Japanese! We are only responsible for assistance!"

"Don't look at their stumbling during the daily sweep, but as long as they concentrate their forces to launch a general attack, they will definitely be a powerful army."

It seems that the above words have played some role, or it may be that the Japanese have established their prestige in the hearts of the puppet army for a long time, and the second devils have regained the feeling of being a fox pretending to be a tiger.

But what they don't know is that the devils planned to use them as cannon fodder from the beginning.

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The perspective came to the artillery position.

In order to ensure the safety of artillery and various types of artillery, the 26th Division made great efforts in building the position.

The devils first dug more than one meter from the ground, and then used the excavated soil to pile up an arc-shaped protective wall.

In order to facilitate the transfer, a ramp passage was left behind each position for the artillery to enter and exit. Considering that the troops had lost their air superiority, they also dug a number of rectangular air-raid shelters, each of which could accommodate twelve people. With the above series of operations, the devils thought it would be difficult for the Eighth Route Army to find their artillery positions. "Attention, all squadrons! His Excellency the Lieutenant General has ordered! The general attack will officially begin in three minutes!" Upon hearing this, the 26th Independent Field Artillery Regiment and the 27th Independent Mountain Artillery Regiment immediately took action. The artillerymen first removed the camouflage nets on the artillery and pointed the muzzles at the distant Wuding Gate of Datong. Then they began to check various data and elements, striving to gain something in the first round of artillery fire. "Fire!" As soon as the three minutes were up, the artillery commander waved the flag in his hand vigorously, and eighteen Type 94 mountain guns, twelve Type 38 field guns and twenty-seven International-made guns opened fire first. Accompanied by a deafening sound, balls of fire rose in the smoke. "Boom boom boom!"

Looking at the positions being bombarded in the distance, the puppet soldiers all showed stunned expressions.

For these useless people with little experience, the full-speed volley of nearly 60 barreled cannons may be a spectacle they will never see again in their lives.

"It's amazing. So many cannons fired together. Even if the Eighth Route Army is strong, it will suffer a lot."

"After the artillery bombarded, the infantry rushed. The rhythm of the battle fell completely into the hands of the 26th Division."

"It seems that the division commander is right. The Japanese are too strong when they are serious! Maybe today is really a good opportunity. Maybe our First Army can restore its former glory."

The First Army of the puppet Mongolian Army originally had four main cavalry divisions.

However, because Army Commander Li Shouxin sought death and tried to establish a relationship with the bald man behind the Japanese's back, the first three divisions were now reduced to local security forces waiting to die.

If the Fourth Division makes meritorious service in this battle, the Japanese will definitely reward it.

The current situation on the battlefield made Gui Bao Ting feel quite at ease. While observing the battlefield with the telescope in his hand, he said to his subordinates:

"Where are we now? Right now there are only small-caliber mountain and field artillery, and there are ten 105mm howitzers behind that haven't fired yet. Then you will know what plowing is!"

"Give me some stimulation points for a while, and rush forward with the Japanese as soon as the battle begins! Just fight the Seventh Route Army and the foreigners, but you must go all out to fight the Eighth Route Army!"

"If anyone dares to cheat, don't blame me, the eldest brother, for my righteousness to destroy relatives!"

"yes!"

The brigades and regimental commanders of the Fourth Division expressed their determination at the top of their voices, and all of them seemed to be full of morale.

While the two Japs were talking, the artillery of the 26th Division continued to output, and the main position of Datong seemed to have fallen into a sea of ​​fire.

The division-level Type 91 105 howitzers on the rear artillery positions also went into battle, with more powerful shells hitting the front defenses from time to time.

At this moment, a major with a plaster flag on his head came to the station of the Fourth Division. Before the puppet soldiers could say hello, the Japanese thought to themselves and said:

"Baosang, after the first round of attacks is over, your division needs to launch a charge with my brigade."

"Our mission is to destroy the city wall of Datong and open an attack channel for the following troops. I hope you will have the courage to dedicate your lives to His Majesty Tian Locust."

"The special equipment will be delivered to you soon. If you have any questions, you can ask my chief of staff."

"Hi!"

When his master spoke, Guigui Ting certainly had no right to refuse. Moreover, what the Japanese Major said just now made him full of confidence in the coming war.

The so-called Imperial Alliance Army also includes their puppet Mongolian or Manchukuo troops. To put it bluntly, they are no different from cannon fodder.

Under normal circumstances, when there is a battle, you need to rush to the front to clear the way for the regular troops. The Japanese followed them and waited for the enemy's first wave of fire to end before charging.

But today we actually attacked together with the master, which was the first time that this happened.

After the Japanese Major left, Bao Guiting said to the subordinates in front of him with a happy face:

"Look! The Japanese actually invited us to attack together. This shows that they have the confidence to penetrate the Eighth Route Army's positions in one wave!"

"What's more, they have prepared special equipment! This must be compensation. I said the locust army will not take our horses and artillery in vain!"

"Brothers, you must perform well and never let the reputation of our first army fall! After the battle is over, I will personally find the army commander to ask for credit for you!"

Hearing this, the middle-level commanders were in an instant climax, and each one was vying for the main attack position.

Suddenly, a Japanese captain wearing glasses came to the command post. His eyes were full of fanaticism, and he was carrying so-called special equipment in his hands.

"Baosang, this is the secret weapon of our Japanese brother country. As long as you take it, even the most ordinary samurai can perform exceptionally well in the attack, even without fear of life and death."

"This is a gas mask. I will teach you how to wear it later."

"The last one is an explosive pack, with twice the amount of explosives as usual. Whether it can break through the city wall of Datong will depend on whether it works."

"Don't worry, Lieutenant General Yano has prepared enough equipment according to the number of people. Everyone has it, and the quality and quantity are guaranteed."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the fourth division command room instantly dropped to freezing point.

Even the most stupid people now know what the Japanese are going to do. The combination of lollipops + gas masks + explosive packs clearly meant that they were all going to be used as death squads.

If you refuse, you will die on the spot, but if you agree, you may still survive. After all, there will be a large group of regular troops acting together.

After a moment, Gui Bao Ting forced out an ugly smile.

"Hi!"

"Promise to complete the mission!"

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At the same time, Kazuhiko Kumagai, captain of the 11th Independent Infantry Regiment in charge of the first round of the attack, also showed bitterness on his face.

By this time the bombardment had ended and their unit's attack had officially begun.

Through the gaps in the smoke of artillery fire, he could see that on the main position outside Datong, which had been plowed several times by mountains, fields, and howitzers, many firepower points suddenly appeared.

The enemy's infantry even returned to the trenches first, and those dense muzzle fireworks were devouring the lives of our own warriors.

"Damn it, are these Eighth Route Army rabbits? How come they are so good at digging holes?"

"In just over a week, they actually built a huge number of fortifications. The first round of shelling just now didn't seem to have an effect."

"Are the rumors true? Even an Eighth Route Army soldier can dig through the center of the earth?"

The scene in front of him made Kumagai Kazuhiko's face become more solemn.

Judging from the current situation, the defenses prepared by the enemy can withstand the attack of 75mm artillery. The 105mm howitzer is the division's trump card and its position cannot be easily exposed.

Facing the intensive firepower of the Eighth Route Army, both the main attacking infantry and the Imperial Alliance Army charging with the warriors were basically pinned down on the charge.

The defense line composed of 60mm and 81mm mortars seemed to be an insurmountable chasm, completely blocking their unit's offensive pace.

In just half an hour, the 11th Independent Infantry Regiment was forced to withdraw.

Yano Otonzaburo was not a lunatic, so he naturally could not use light infantry with insufficient firepower to attack the fortification group.

In terms of range, the grenade launchers of our own army are not even as good as the 50mm mortars of the Eighth Route Army. It would force their soldiers to die.

Although continuing to fire is likely to expose the artillery position, as now only the 105 howitzer can deal with the turtle shells of the Eighth Route Army, we cannot give up after attacking for only one round.

The 105 howitzer opened fire again, naming the bunkers and firepower points just discovered by the infantry.

But Kumagai Kazuhiko keenly discovered that the bunkers opened by howitzers were empty. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army had foreseen what was about to happen.

This feeling of being led by the enemy made the old devil furious.

A few 105mm artillery shells, exchanged for an empty civil structure bunker, this transaction is a loss no matter how you calculate it.

Just as Kumagai Kazuhiko was about to issue the next order, his chief of staff came to the command post with the freshly released casualty statistics.

"Your Majesty Colonel, in the attack just now, our regiment suffered a total of 273 casualties. Among them, 152 were broken into pieces, and the seriously injured have been sent to the division field hospital."

"The fifth and sixth divisions combined suffered 390 casualties. Their morale is very low, and deserters are likely to appear if they continue to fight."

After seeing the data, Kumagai Kazuhiko took a deep breath.

In just half an hour, the troops suffered nearly 700 casualties. If the current casualty situation continues, it is very likely that his entire regiment will not be able to hold on for even one day.

"Baga, why is it like a battle? What kind of meat grinder is this Datong!"

"Pass my order! The second round of attack will begin in ten minutes! If Li Shouxin's troops dare to run away, I will kill them on the spot!"

After issuing the order, Kumagai Kazuhiko took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized the anger in his heart.

The task given to him by his division commander was very simple, which was to find the Eighth Route Army's firepower points through attack. Then let the artillery from the rear destroy it, and so on.

To put it bluntly, the 11th Independent Infantry Regiment is also cannon fodder, but it is relatively advanced.

The attack just now did work. However, there were 273 casualties, almost one-tenth of a full infantry regiment. The price was too high.