Rise From Eight Hundred

However, looking at the broken city wall in the telescope, Kunisaki knew that this position, which seemed to be vulnerable at any time, still had terrible stings.

The 114th Division lost nearly a thousand people in two battles here yesterday. Even a proud man like him dared not talk about conquering it lightly.

It was easy to issue military orders, but the ones who died were the brave subordinates who could pave the way for his ambitions.

It's not that they can't die, but they can't just die in vain under the small city of Matsue.

"Sir, I think we should negotiate with the 114th Division and let them take charge of the battlefield in the residential area, while our army will concentrate its forces to conquer the fortress. I believe that Lieutenant General Shigeharu Suematsu will agree to my detachment's request." The lieutenant colonel of the army next to him looked at his major general detachment commander who was silent for a long time after receiving two consecutive telegrams, and could only suggest so.

The subtext of the lieutenant colonel chief of staff was just: Let's give in to Shigeharu Suematsu, and both sides will attack the Chinese positions together. Although part of the credit will be shared, the losses will be reduced, right?

It can be said that this is a way to have the best of both worlds. The only thing to be sacrificed is the pride of Major General Kunisaki.

"No, the 114th Division has suffered a lot of losses in several consecutive battles yesterday and is still repairing. Our army asked them for help after just one battle. Isn't it underestimated by people?" Kunisaki glanced at his chief of staff expressionlessly and shook his head to reject the proposal.

Everyone has different personalities and perspectives on problems, and their understanding of things is also different.

In the eyes of the lieutenant colonel chief of staff of the army, it was just giving in, but it was not the case for Kunisaki.

Shigeharu Suematsu made things difficult for him, and he still went to lick his boots. If it was spread out, I'm afraid no one would praise him for being able to endure humiliation, but more would say he was a soft bone.

Especially the Sixth Division Commander Tani Hisao, who has always been dissatisfied with Itagaki Seishirō, the "Steel Army" Division Commander, would probably make all kinds of sneers if he heard about this.

Life and death are minor, but losing "chastity" is a big deal.

For the face of the "Steel Army", Kunisaki had to stick to it no matter what.

"Then how should our troops attack?" The lieutenant colonel staff officer was afraid that he had expected this result and could only continue to perform the duties of the chief of staff. "I think that we can learn from others' experience. The Chinese used incendiary bombs to deal with our armored vehicles, so we can also use incendiary bombs to deal with them, but it will take a little longer."

"Incendiary bombs?" Kunisaki's eyes suddenly lit up. "It's a good idea, but in addition to incendiary bombs, I remember that our army has stored special bombs. The headquarters issued a secret order before leaving North China. If we encounter the Chinese who resolutely resist and our army is blocked, we can use this type of bomb!"

"What does your Excellency the detachment commander mean?" The army lieutenant colonel took a breath.

He also knew about the existence of that batch of special bullets, which were specially used to conquer positions that ordinary attacks could not work.

However, this has just begun, and this special weapon is going to be used?

"Qiu Shijun, your suggestion is very good. Our army wants to avoid major losses and execute the military orders of the headquarters. Incendiary bombs are a very good type of bullet." Kuni Qi Zheng's always serious face showed a faint smile. "However, Jiangnan, China is not like northern China. The air humidity is very high, and there are many waterways. Just in case, add some special bullets to it to effectively kill it. I believe the headquarters will not blame it."

"Hi! The detachment commander is right!" The army lieutenant colonel bowed his head heavily.

"Then Qiu Shijun, go and convey my military order to the artillery battalion!" Kuni Qi Zheng, who finally made a decision, smiled and nodded. "I'll give them 30 minutes to prepare. At the same time, I'll order the 3rd and 4th infantry battalions to put on gas masks and attack the enemy positions 20 minutes after the artillery battalion has covered the two Chinese positions in front of our army. Tell them that I'm waiting for their victory at the front-line command post."

"Hi!"...

In the guard post on the wall of Cangcheng.

Tang Dao has been holding a telescope and silently observing the residential battlefield just over 400 meters away from him.

He clearly saw the battle process between the soldiers of the security regiment and the Japanese infantry on Zhongshan Street and the left and right wings.

He saw that the soldiers of the security regiment basically followed his deployment, wandering around in various alleys and secret passages, shooting and throwing grenades at the Japanese soldiers they could see.

He even saw the whole process of the Japanese dragging Chinese wounded soldiers on the long street of Zhongshan Road, and the angry soldiers of the security regiment finally using Molotov cocktails to set two armored vehicles on fire.

Peng Chong, the captain of the guard company who had been accompanying Tang Dao at the guard post to observe the battlefield, also saw all this. He was also angry and anxious, but he was relieved in the end. However, he did not know why Tang Dao picked up the rifle with a scope when he saw that scene.

The straight-line distance was definitely more than 600 meters. Not to mention rifles, even heavy machine guns and machine guns with a range of one kilometer could not guarantee that the bullet point would be placed within a five-square-meter range.

It might be possible to use machine guns against the two armored vehicles, but there was also the possibility of tearing the security soldiers who were not far away to pieces, not to mention the wounded soldiers of the armored vehicles who were very close to the armored vehicles.

As for the rifle, he had never thought of that possibility at all.

Even after yesterday's battle, Tang Dao was almost a mythical existence in his mind.

Of course, the strong individual combat power was certainly the reason for completely conquering the army captain and a group of proud guard company officers and soldiers, but Tang Dao's accurate grasp of the battlefield situation was the reason why a group of originally proud guard company soldiers dared not disobey orders from then on.

From the attack to the retreat, Tang Dao seemed to have planted spies in the Japanese army, and the rhythm was extremely precise. He even took into account the Japanese army's eventual artillery pursuit.

Marching 500 meters to the south, they escaped the Japanese artillery zone just in time.

Except for those who died on the battlefield, there were no additional casualties during the entire retreat.

It was simply amazing.

However, the army captain probably didn't know that even if he thought he had a good understanding of Tang Dao's combat power and brains through a battle, he still didn't know that Tang Dao still had a trump card.

Perhaps if Niu Er and Yang Xiaoshan were here, they would know what Tang Dao wanted to do with the Mosin-Ganna rifle with a scope.

It was not an easy decision to shoot his comrades in person. For Tang Dao, the difficult decision was not the straight-line distance of more than 600 meters, but the target itself that was caught by the muzzle.

Originally, in the future, Tang Dao would be one of the top five super snipers in the Chinese army. Even if the gun and scope in his hand were several generations behind, he could guarantee a one-shot kill against a nearly stationary target at a distance of 600 meters.

Tang Dao, who silently observed the battlefield with a telescope, was never a high-ranking commander. He was also a soldier.

The Chinese wounded soldiers were full of sadness and despair. Although he couldn't see clearly with a telescope, he could imagine the tragic and helpless feelings of the security guards who attempted to attack the Japanese armored vehicles and sacrificed themselves.

Facing the trap set by the Japanese army, they made their own choices.

The battlefield was cruel. It was a process that the security guards had to go through if they wanted to become soldiers. Sometimes, they had to learn to give up, not for their own lives, but for victory.

Tang Dao initially planned to use a gun to help the wounded solve their pain. Not only did he know the purpose of the Japanese using this bait very well, but a little bit of lack of calmness would only make more soldiers fall into their trap.

Rather, as a bait, the whole process was much more painful than death itself.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the security regiment used Molotov cocktails to perfectly deal with the seemingly aggressive Japanese armored vehicles. The Japanese infantry, who had lost their greatest support, could only retreat.

Tang Dao had no idea whether the wounded soldier used as bait was dead or alive, but someone turned him away, which also prevented his body from being burned to charcoal by the armored vehicles that were still exploding.

At that moment, Tang Dao was undoubtedly relieved.

The mob was transforming after experiencing the cruel battlefield.

Although it cannot be said that they quickly grew into iron-blooded warriors, they did not abandon their comrades and chose the most correct tactics, which proved that they were already qualified soldiers.

When the Japanese army's retaliatory artillery fire came, Tang Dao still did not leave. He aimed his eyes at the Japanese infantry outside the position.

Until the artillery fire gradually stopped.

The suddenly silent battlefield left the soldiers to lick their wounds and wait for the next round of battle, but what was left for the commanders was a silent contest.

Both sides did not guess, but pondered the next move of the other side.

The Japanese infantry were not without action. They were regrouping, showing that they were ready for the next wave of attack.

In Tang Dao's telescope, countless Japanese soldiers had entered the front trenches, and their front was the Cangcheng position.

Tang Dao's eyes became cold.

Since the Japanese infantry had already planned to attack, why didn't they prepare conventional artillery fire?