Rise From Eight Hundred

The sound of gunfire from afar did not come from Li Jiujin's troops who had been lurking two miles in front of the Japanese artillery position.

But from the defense zone of the 38th Army!

This time, Tang Dao did not take the initiative to kick the stubborn train of history. He knew that the wise and brave Chinese soldiers would eventually make their own correct choices.

Although the battle situation at this time was slightly different from the past time and space due to the arrival of the Sichuan Army's new recruits, for example, the 4th Army at least had no shortage of food and ammunition at this time, and there were also 5,000 new troops of Tang Dao and the main force of the Four-line Regiment who came not far away for 200 miles, but the Japanese army also changed, with at least 2 more divisions.

This is basically a matter of strengths and weaknesses. The Chinese and Japanese armies in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain still had an absolute advantage.

Originally, seeing that Sizhou Mountain was extremely difficult, the white-haired general planned to let Brigade Commander Kong bring the other three companies of the regiment that came to reinforce the military headquarters to support the Sizhou Mountain war zone, and he would take the military civilian staff and young and strong to defend Mo Nan Town.

Although the Japanese troops that had been scared away were still a threat, with the confidence of the blocking battle in Longyan, hundreds of people and hundreds of guns could hold out for a day or two.

Unfortunately, before Brigade Commander Kong had time to lead his troops to set off, the 12th Division sent another telegram, saying that about 400 Japanese soldiers entered the defense zone through the gap between the two army groups.

Now it's good. If they were allowed to join the Japanese infantry battalion hiding in the unknown mountain, the force would reach more than 1,000 people, which would require an infantry regiment.

As a last resort, the infantry regiment of the 96th Army had to stay to assist in the defense. Brigade Commander Kong was worried, so he left his guard company to the military headquarters, and he took two baggage companies with less than 300 people to Sizhou Mountain.

With this amount of troops, to be honest, it was actually no different whether they came or not, and Brigade Commander Kong himself knew it very well.

But to the surprise of the Army Major General, Tang Dao not only rejected the good intentions of Brigade Commander Kong in the telegram, but also replied in an uncharacteristic way: "I want soldiers, not a corpse collection team!"

Because of the cruelty of the battlefield, people will become different from usual, but Tang Dao's reply still deeply stimulated the self-esteem of this Northwest Army warrior.

Little did he know that that was exactly what Tang Dao wanted.

Just like in that time and space, how could the Army Major General fight such a brilliant counterattack without going all out?

Sure enough, on the afternoon of the 13th, a counterattack tactical plan proposed by Brigade Commander Kong and signed by the white-haired general appeared.

Brigade Commander Kong determined that the final outcome of holding on would only be the breaking of a certain line of defense and the destruction of the entire army. It would be better to fight to the death. He led the 46th Independent Brigade to break out of the encirclement and march alone to the rear of the Japanese army, which could pose a major threat to the Japanese army's rear baggage transportation and logistics bases. At the very least, it could tie down a part of the Japanese army to relieve the pressure on the front line.

Although the white-haired general knew that this desperate fight would most likely send the entire 46th Independent Brigade into the tiger's mouth, it would be a matter of time before the line of defense was broken without putting some pressure on the Japanese army.

The white-haired general, who rarely went to the gambling table, chose to gamble the lives of more than 4,000 people on the lives of the entire group army and even the 200,000 troops in Zhongtiao Mountain after sitting there for nearly an hour.

Of course, these two generals would not know that in the past, it was this desperate fight with a seemingly less than one-tenth chance of winning that not only broke through the attack line of the Japanese army's heavy troops in the middle of 1939, which was called the "Six-Six Blood Battle", but also conquered Ruicheng and Yuncheng all the way, forcing the main force of the Japanese army to return to their most important logistics base, and finally forced to end the battle with a whimper.

In this time and space, the 46th Brigade, which was about to explode its brilliant attack, was no longer fighting alone. The main force led by Leng Feng had already been eyeing Yuncheng.

The one responsible for the transportation line between Yuncheng and Ruicheng was the 4th Division's Western Assault Detachment, which was cursing but actually watching the wind and clouds.

In view of the huge losses of the Sichuan Army's new recruits caused by this guy's "untrustworthy" departure, Tang Dao decided to give this group of vendors from Osaka a fierce wave, so that they could feel more deeply that not only the Mao bear was powerful, but there were also ruthless people in China.

Thank you! If Major General Okuma Konosuke knew that his new friend, who he had a "good chat with", actually had such malicious intentions, he would definitely complain like crazy.

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This night was definitely the most miserable winter night that Colonel Kawabe had ever experienced, no doubt about it.

The Chinese counterattacked again, but this time it was not a small force, but a full-scale counterattack.

When the shells exploded on the hilltop that was finally occupied, the vigilant Japanese sentinels immediately fired flares on the hillsides on both sides of the high ground.

Then, the sparks blinded the eyes of the Japanese sentinels, and countless guns fired at the positions in the grass and woods.

Several infantrymen who were observing the enemy at the edge of the trench screamed in surprise. Some were directly hit by the bullets that rained down, and some were hit by ricochets that hit stones or bunkers.

That shows the density of the Chinese army's firepower, and it is enough to prove that the Chinese have invested at least a thousand troops in the counterattack.

"Order the entire army to hold on! Wait for artillery support! The Chinese are dead!" This was the first military order issued by Colonel Kawabe, who was not surprised but happy, standing calmly at the field command post.

Even at that moment, the corner of Colonel Kawabe Kusaya's mouth tilted slightly, revealing the evil charm of the future crooked-mouthed dragon king.

Really, if the 42-year-old man was ten years younger, he would have almost done it.

If it was a small-scale attack, it would be fine, but the Chinese dared to play such a life-and-death counterattack with almost the entire army, which was a big mistake.

Since the Chinese night attack occurred in various positions last night, Major General Seiichi Yamada called several regiment commanders to a meeting. The five "stupid cobblers" discussed for a long time and finally worked out a countermeasure.

Before dusk, the artillery observers of the artillery battalion dispersed to various infantry battalions will summarize the coordinates of the occupied hilltops and high ground, and number these coordinates one by one. Once the Chinese attacked at night, the Japanese troops on the position only needed to report their own high ground number and the number of the area that needed artillery coverage, and the 12 mountain artillery on the artillery battalion would find the corresponding coordinates according to this number for artillery fire.

Don't say, the method thought of by the five "stupid cobblers" is quite appropriate, reducing the ineffective communication between professionals and non-professionals, preventing false alarms, and allowing their own artillery to respond in the shortest time.

If it was really as planned by the five "cobblers", then the counterattack of 2,000 infantrymen who could still fight led by Tang Tuanzuo himself was definitely a bad move.

Placing 2,000 soldiers on an unobstructed hillside to fight against the Japanese army was an extremely dangerous thing. If there was another wave of artillery shells, they would really be treated as meat on the chopping board.

Unfortunately, Colonel Hebian Kusaya didn't know that before the shells fell on the high ground he owned, a man with a black face in a bush 8 miles away was showing his yellow teeth that had not been carefully brushed for many years: "Let the mortars fire and make way for us!"

Major General Yamada Seiichi always abided by the army regulations even if his troops were insufficient. The artillery unit must be protected by infantry. The artillery battalion under his command has always had two infantry squadrons around it.

However, by the evening, Yamada Seiichi had already determined that the Chinese had become trapped in a jar and could no longer make any waves, so he agreed to transfer his infantry regiment, which was short of soldiers and major generals, but still maintained the defense of an infantry squadron.

An infantry squadron, even if there is an infantry battalion-level Chinese army attacking, can at least resist for 2 hours. The main force of Chen Bing Sizhou Mountain can return to support in less than half an hour and swallow it up easily.

Even deep in his heart, Major General Yamada still hopes that the Chinese can attack his artillery battalion to give it a try.

Because the battles in the past few days have made this Japanese Army Major General understand that the enemy in front of him is a diehard faction, and only by destroying as many of their living forces as possible can the list of casualties in his hands not be extended.

Tang Tuanzuo satisfied the ambitions of the Japanese Army Major General. The three infantry companies led by Li Jiujin, with nearly 900 people, squatted in the grass and watched the "bait" thrown by the Japanese Army Major General for several hours.

Not only did the number of people exceed the imagination of the Japanese Army Major General, but they were also equipped with mortars that could hit the enemy with one shot, two mortars.

Under the cover of night, the mortars quietly arrived 430 meters away from the Japanese defense line and took the lead in launching an attack. Two large shells with almost no accuracy exploded on the edge of the Japanese simple field trench.

But it was these two shells that showed the Chinese soldiers who began to bend forward what the concept of "power, what's the need for accuracy" meant.

The flashes of fire from the explosion of these two shells almost illuminated the entire Japanese position. There was also a barbed wire fence laid by the Japanese army at great expense in front of the field trench, but under the air waves generated by this shell, the dozens of meters long barbed wire and more than a dozen wooden stakes deep in the ground were uprooted and turned aside.

Even the Chinese soldiers who were still 400 meters away felt a wave of heat coming towards them, not to mention the Japanese soldiers who were less than 20 meters away from the explosion point of the shells.

The soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment could not see that far, otherwise they would have seen at least dozens of Japanese soldiers with two blood lines flowing out of their ears. The air wave may not have killed the Japanese soldiers in the trenches, but the loud noise directly broke their eardrums.

"Wow! This cannon is really powerful. Fortunately, Brother Tu let me stuff cotton." A Dong, who was carrying Tu Yunsheng and following the 4th squad, muttered to himself.

Tu Yunsheng patted his shoulder, clenched his fist and pointed forward. This was the few tactical gestures that A Dong learned after being specially recruited into the 4th squad of the 7th company. On the battlefield of gunfire and rain of bullets, no matter how hard humans try, the sound they make is insignificant. Gestures are a compulsory course for every soldier entering the Four-Line Regiment, which can more accurately understand the orders issued by the grassroots platoons and squad leaders on the battlefield.

Tu Yunsheng meant that he should not be distracted and should follow his brothers closely and not fall behind. The 4th squad was advancing in a 33 system. He, the squad leader, led a firepower group with a 60-mm mortar and a light machine gun to provide firepower support to the whole squad at the back. A delay of one second could cost the lives of the brothers in front.

The Japanese infantry squadron responsible for defense was originally a squadron to defend a trench of about 800 meters, but when night fell, an infantry squadron was transferred back to the original infantry regiment, and this unlucky child had to use three infantry squads to defend a trench of more than 1,700 meters.

The defense system with an average of one soldier every 10 meters cannot be said to be weak for the attackers who were surrounded from three sides with 900 people, but can only be said to be beaten.

Who is Li Jiujin? He is an old soldier who has been in the army for ten years. He either doesn't fight or he fights with all his strength.

The light and heavy machine guns of the three infantry companies didn't care about firepower points at all. They just swept towards the Japanese artillery positions. No matter infantry or artillery, they would be beaten if they didn't lie down.

As for the light machine guns that the Japanese army started to counterattack, they were all handed over to the 60-mm mortars equipped by each squad. If one 60-mm mortar couldn't solve them, then two would do it.

The 9 60-mm mortars equipped by an infantry company were definitely a nightmare for the Japanese light infantry after losing heavy firepower support.

Although the caliber of that thing was not much larger than that of a grenade launcher, the power of the artillery shell was two or three times that of a grenade launcher.

What's more terrible is that the Chinese were equipped with a lot! An infantry squadron had only 6 grenade launchers, while the Chinese who surrounded them in a black mass had 27.

As long as the Japanese light machine guns dared to fire, at least two or three 60-mm mortars would "bang bang bang" and fire five rounds in a row to attack them.

This is a density of more than a dozen rounds. No matter how sharp the intuition of the Japanese light machine gunners is, no matter how skilled their tactical actions are, they can't run away!

Moreover, the young gunners at this time are not the new recruits of the new regiment. They are all veterans who have participated in the battle of Jindong. If there are not 300 shells fired, there are at least 280. Not to mention that they are all god gunners who can hit wherever they point. The error of three or four meters can still be achieved, especially at a distance of less than 400 meters.

Losing fire suppression, and the attacker still has heavy fire suppression, how can this Japanese infantry squadron fight?

When the infantry of the three infantry companies attacked to 40 or 50 meters away from the trench, it was even more of a nightmare for the Japanese army. Countless grenades flew from the darkness, covering the entire trench in gunpowder smoke.

After the war, the three infantry companies consumed more than 2,000 grenades in total, and most of them should have been consumed here.

Then, without the Japanese, the Chinese side took the initiative to fire flares, and the charge horn sounded at the right time.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were horrified to see countless figures rushing towards them in the mountains and fields from the smoke. Even the most resilient Japanese soldiers only fired three shots before being forced to fight in close range with the soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment who rushed here.

However, they were almost not given a chance to fight hand-to-hand.

The tip of the triangle formed by all infantry squads had a semi-automatic rifle. The veterans basically shot all their bullets at the shit-yellow figures they could see first, and the soldiers guarding his two wings would rush up with long guns with bayonets already fixed.

At this time, the weak Japanese army had almost no one left standing.

The Japanese army was like a grasshopper facing a blue tide. It struggled symbolically for a few times before being completely submerged.

The Japanese artillery ran faster than rabbits. After discovering that there were enemies attacking from three sides and that shells more terrible than 105 howitzers fell on their own positions, the artillery battalion commander rationally ordered all members of the artillery battalion to evacuate.

Evacuate from the only side that the Chinese did not attack!

Artillery is a valuable technical branch of the army, and it must not be easily spent on such a crude infantry battlefield. The reason that the Japanese artillery major, who was born in an aristocratic family, found for his escape seems to be reasonable.

Unfortunately, he didn't need to use this reason to reply to Major General Yamada Seiichi, who would definitely punish him.

How could Li Jiujin, who was already familiar with the "surround three and leave one" tactics, let go of the "one" that he had actively let go?

Two elite infantry platoons and two heavy machine guns were ambushed in an area 1,000 meters away from the Japanese artillery position, waiting for the Japanese army's fleeing soldiers.

After cleaning up these fleeing soldiers, they also had to shoulder the responsibility of blocking the Japanese reinforcements, if the attack was slow or the Japanese reinforcements returned quickly enough.

But obviously, based on the current situation of breaking through the Japanese defense line in only 7 minutes, it was not necessary.

The "crooked-mouthed colonel" who was still smiling evilly over there sent no less than ten telegrams in one breath, and his eyes were almost exhausted, but he didn't wait for his own firepower support.

Then, he received the bad news from Yamada Seiichi: The artillery battalion is being attacked by the Chinese, and your unit should immediately dispatch 3 infantry squadrons and 1 infantry artillery squad to support.

Colonel Kawabe Kusaya's mouth was really crooked at that moment, but it was just because he was angry.

Now the Chinese have used all their main forces to attack him. It is already difficult for him without artillery support, but they still asked him to dispatch the limited troops to support the artillery position. This must kill him, right?

Colonel Kawabe wanted to spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the face of the major general who had long been unhappy with him, and said to him: "Who cares, I don't have time anyway."

However, after calming down for two or three minutes, thinking of the black mustache under Yamada Seiichi's nose and the sinister pea eyes, Colonel Kawabe Kusaya could only obey the order.

He knew that as long as he did not obey the military order, if the artillery battalion had any mistakes, he would definitely be the one to take the blame after the war.

Originally, there were less than 1,500 soldiers capable of fighting, and almost 500 more had to be withdrawn. Colonel Hebian Kusaya had to send all the guard squadrons of his regiment to the high ground.

Seeing that the area around the regiment was empty, Colonel Hebian Kusaya couldn't help but feel a little scared. What if a group of Chinese came out in the dark? Can they rely on the twenty or so Mao people in the regiment?

Therefore, Colonel Hebian Kusaya simply ordered the regiment to move forward, which was only more than 300 meters away from their own high ground. This was a direct forward command.

Don't say, the "heroic" act of the regiment commander standing with us stimulated the soldiers of the 7th Infantry Regiment, and the originally low morale was miraculously raised.

But Colonel Hebian Kusaya never expected that there were not only millipedes in the Imperial Army, but also Lao Liu!

Being afraid of death is not just for those traitors who kneel down when told to do so!