Rise From Eight Hundred
Chapter 415: Sleeping and never waking up!
The cavalry slipped away, the infantry withered, and the Chinese ran away.
The heart of the brigade commander Ushijima Man was also cold, but his blood was still hot.
"Baga! The Chinese are constantly harassing us, but they just want to delay our army's speed and make its main force escape." Ushijima Man's eyes flashed with cold light, pointing directly to the core of the problem of being harassed. It was not that the Chinese loved him too much. "Unfortunately, the area around Songhu has been gradually occupied by the imperial army. Their space for maneuver will become smaller and smaller. All struggles are just in vain."
"Don't pay attention to the order. The whole army continues to pursue at full speed. The artillery units continue to be highly vigilant. Once the enemy attacks, immediately cover the artillery. If it doesn't work once, do it twice. If it doesn't work twice, do it three times."
Ushijima Man, who was hit hard, finally gave up the plan to kill the attacking Chinese in one go.
To put it bluntly, it's just letting you suck. How many pounds of blood can a little mosquito like you suck from me?
Don't say, this move made Tang Dao a little helpless. The speed of the 36th Infantry Brigade's pursuit forward never slowed down again.
Even though the advance group suddenly turned in the afternoon and the whole army crossed the Suzhou River and ran towards Jiashan, the 36th Infantry Brigade did not lose its direction because of the frequent dispatch of Japanese naval reconnaissance planes. Not only did they hold on tightly, but the distance between the two sides had been shortened to 10 kilometers in the afternoon.
Perhaps due to the terrain, Tang Dao gave up the original attack plan. It was not until 9 o'clock in the evening that he fired five shots at the Japanese baggage team 1,500 meters away on a hill, and was lucky enough to blow up an ammunition truck.
The sky-high flames produced by the ammunition explosion illuminated the sky.
However, the Japanese army, which was attacked continuously, also learned to be smart. The ammunition workshop kept a distance of nearly 40 meters. Although the explosion of an ammunition truck caused heavy losses and was heartbreaking, it would not cause a catastrophic accident in a chain explosion.
And the several mountain cannons that had been waiting in the Japanese army quickly adjusted their muzzles, accompanied by the flares fired by the Japanese infantry squad that followed the sound, and bombarded the wilderness more than a thousand meters away.
Tang Dao fled in a panic.
However, the attacker's exposed position was too absolute, and the Japanese search team, like flies smelling rotten meat, was too active.
According to the muffled sound of the mortar, the attacker should be only 300 meters away from them. They had never been so close to those hateful mosquitoes.
Then, the two Japanese squads who were eager to make a contribution and rushed to the hill at a 100-meter sprint were miserable.
One minute after the first four mountain cannons fired, the other eight mountain cannons also fired one after another. The twelve angry mountain cannons fired more than 50 shells in just 2 minutes. The surging artillery fire covered at least 2,000 square meters of wilderness, blasting the hill that had been exposed in the artillery observation device into a white land, and also covered the 30 Japanese scouts who rushed all the way.
Not to mention that artillery shells are never equipped with any enemy identification system. Even if they are, the flying shrapnel and air waves will not care whether you are Chinese or Japanese. If you are hit, you will be finished.
Two infantry squads that were not very active were killed by their own equally active artillery, and the other half were not intact.
Artillery, it is true that the god of war!
Tang Dao, who rolled and crawled with all his strength to escape the area covered by artillery fire, looked back at the small hill engulfed by the surging artillery fire and wiped his cold sweat.
He did not expect that the Japanese hated him so much that more than a dozen artillery had been waiting for him to appear.
The job of hitting with a club is almost impossible!
"Then I will wait a little longer. If you don't believe it, you dogs will not sleep!" Tang Dao, who was chased like a dog by the artillery, was also ruthless. He muttered and carried the 82 mortar into the night.
Niu Er and Hei Zi, who were in charge of picking him up, looked at each other silently and expressed their condolences to the Japanese in the distance.
It seems that these unlucky Japanese will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.
Japanese
A mouthful of blood!
It is not a question of whether to sleep or not, but seeing more than a dozen incomplete corpses and a group of limping infantrymen.
This infantry-artillery coordination is really too difficult.
"Order the 114th Infantry Regiment to send more peripheral patrols to maintain vigilance. Except for the artillery squadrons of each regiment and the artillery regiment of the division, all other troops will take turns to repair now!" Silently swallowing the old blood that had not yet spurted out, Ushijima gave the order with a green face.
In fact, without waiting for his order, most of the Japanese army hurriedly ate a few cold rice balls, wrapped in blankets, and fell asleep in the simple trenches that took two hours to build.
It was really too tiring.
Because of the continuous harassment by the Chinese, at least half of the soldiers who did not dare to sleep deeply last night had dark circles under their eyes. If they cannot sleep normally today, they may all have panda eyes tomorrow.
Should the name of "black skin, bright red blood" be changed to "black eye circles, bright red blood"? Panda Division?
One hour later!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three consecutive artillery shells were fired from 2,000 meters away, and exploded 30 meters outside a Japanese camp.
It was scary, but no one was hurt!
Here it comes again! Ushijima Mitsuru, who had just put on his clothes and lay on a simple camp bed for no more than 20 minutes, opened his eyes painfully.
If possible, the Japanese Army Major General really wanted to send a letter to the Chinese commander on the opposite side, saying that if he had the ability, he should not use this trick, and we would set up the carriages and horses to fight, and I would not call the navy's horse-drawn horses for help.
Unfortunately, the Japanese Army Major General knew that the Chinese came to harass him for no other reason than to harass him.
The legendary strategy of tiring out the soldiers.
But the key is that he can't do anything to the cunning Chinese.
Continuous rounds of artillery firing at no cost can only prove that using a cannon to kill a mosquito is really just a self-psychological comfort.
Here it comes again! The Japanese infantrymen who were sleeping soundly in the trenches woke up one after another, and looked at the dark wilderness with despair like their commander.
After two days and one night of extremely tiring, they just wanted to have a good sleep! Can't even this request be met? The invading army also has human rights!
Yes, this really can't be met.
From 9 pm to 3 am, Tang Dao never stopped. Relying on the mobility of the warhorse, Tang Dao was on the outskirts of the 36th Infantry Brigade's five-kilometer-long campsite, with a hammer in the east and a club in the west, launching artillery fire at the Japanese campsite he had already observed in the evening.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Sometimes five shots, sometimes three shots, and sometimes even one shot.
Just like waiting for another boot to land on the floor above, the irregular bombardment sometimes made the Japanese infantrymen have to wait for a long time before they dared to continue sleeping.
Is it a bit too cheap? After finally waiting for the second artillery to arrive, the Japanese infantrymen breathed a sigh of relief, and then they felt something was wrong.
Compared with the cheap infantrymen, the Japanese artillerymen should be called numb.
They also didn't have much rest for two days and one night, and their brains were all confused. From the beginning, the twelve guns fired more than 50 shells in a wave, and the last time they fired more than 20 shells weakly.
They had no confidence in killing the opponent with artillery. Firing the guns was more to prove that they had not completely laid down, and that they were still stubbornly wearing their belts to the people who kept harassing them.
In the end, the Japanese infantrymen lay down completely.
"Let them bomb! Anyway, they are bombing the baggage soldiers!" This is probably the true thought of most Japanese infantrymen.
Perhaps it was because the neighing of the frightened packhorses after the shells exploded was too revealing.
The Chinese launched five or six consecutive long-range artillery attacks, no matter from which direction, and basically aimed at the baggage troops with a large number of packhorses.
Not to mention that the infantrymen in the main trenches of the 36th Infantry Brigade had turned a blind eye to the annoying mortar shells, stuffed cotton in their ears and continued to sleep, and the Japanese scouts who were still responsible for patrolling the periphery also became "pancakes" - paved.
The "pancakes" who had experienced their colleagues being sent to the sky by their own artillery even retreated after advancing two or three hundred meters from their patrol area to the location of the sound.
"The enemy has fled!" was the only content they reported.
At 3 a.m. when the last shelling took place, even the "pancakes" themselves huddled in the bushes to sleep.
What's the matter, the guys in the main camp need sleep, don't they? Who doesn't have to rush like a dog during the day?
Besides, it was almost morning, and according to the time when the attackers launched the attack yesterday, they should be able to stop.
Inertial thinking can only make people make mistakes in daily life, but it can really kill people on the battlefield.
They are Tang Dao's target tonight.
Tang Dao kept firing at the baggage train. No matter how stupid the Japanese were, they knew that their position was exposed. How could they not move?
He remained stubborn, just to let the Japanese form inertial thinking.
Tang Dao's target was this patrol team that was at least one mile away from the main formation.
The patrol team of only a hundred people was distributed on a nearly ten-mile long defense line. When the visibility was good during the day, it could naturally make up for the nearly 300-meter distance between the small teams. Once the enemy was found, the infantry that could be quickly assembled was enough to surround and kill any invader.
Not to mention that he had only 4 people, even if it was 40 people, they would die on the spot.
But it is night now, and they have been marching for two consecutive days without sleep for two nights. Even if they are iron men, they need to close their eyes. It is not a question of whether their willpower is strong enough.
Tang Dao, who has experienced the most rigorous special forces training, knows the limits of the human body too well. Even as strong as he is, the longest record of not sleeping is only 96 hours. He does not want to experience that kind of ecstasy again in his life.
He believes that the Japanese infantrymen are not strong enough.
At 4 a.m., a ghostly figure appeared in the area where the Japanese vanguard team was located.
Except for two or three Japanese soldiers who could barely stand back to back and take a nap, the grass in the wilderness was full of happy little snoring.
It was happier than smoking a cigarette after doing that thing.
Sleep is the most precious enjoyment for the "pancakes" at this time.
Therefore, most of them will always embrace this preciousness.
Sleep and never wake up! …
ps: There is only one chapter today. My daughter is going to school in the evening. In the morning, she asked her father to take her to OCT to play. How could the old father refuse? He had to take her to play and send her to school for self-study before 6 o'clock. This chapter was written last night. I thought I could save a chapter, but it turned out that Fengyue thought too much.
This is life! You really can't think too much.
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