Rise From Eight Hundred

For the Japanese army who were still sleeping in the trenches, this sudden attack was really confusing.

Perhaps it was not until Tang Dao roared loudly: "Follow me!" A few seconds later, the Japanese army finally realized that the Chinese were coming.

Yes, Tang Dao overestimated the Japanese infantry squad in front of him.

Like the Chinese troops, the Japanese artillery is also a treasure in the army sequence. No matter where they go, this "high-tech army" is carefully cared for, and it has never been left alone in the wilderness, even for one night.

Why did Ushijima Manichi become a powdered panda when he heard that the heavy artillery brigade was attacked? That's because he knew how much Ushijima Sadao hated him. If it wasn't for him, how could the commander of the 18th Division take the lead in violating the combat regulations?

Being well protected means that the guard infantry belonging to the artillery unit has no chance to go to the front line at all.

Not to mention the heavy artillery brigade, even the infantry guard squadrons of the artillery regiments of ordinary Japanese divisions are almost spectators in the war.

That was also the position that small landlords and small bosses on the main island of Japan liked to send their children to. It was not dangerous and they could share the profits from the war. Why not?

These families were not as idealistic as those great nobles. They just wanted to keep their sons alive and safe in the environment of Japan's national conscription, and to add some gilded edges.

To use the future rhetoric, the pattern was small.

The principle that money can make the devil work is basically universal.

The combat effectiveness of the Japanese artillery guard infantry, who had been away from the battlefield for a long time and had a small pattern, can be imagined.

The Japanese infantry who had just woken up from the panic had not tied their trouser pockets yet, and hurriedly put their guns on the trenches, but it was too late.

Tang Dao led the four infantry squads of the Fourth Battalion to sneak for more than 200 meters, and the closest distance to the Japanese trench was only 35 meters. It only took five or six seconds to run at full speed.

At this time, flares were also fired into the sky, some by the Japanese army and some by the Fourth Battalion in the rear.

The entire battlefield was as bright as day.

Tang Dao held the saber that Heizi had returned to him in his left hand, and held the Mauser pistol in his right hand, and jumped straight into the trench.

The Mauser pistol, adjusted to the state of continuous shooting, sprayed out flames without hesitation, knocking down several Japanese soldiers who were aiming at him in panic.

Then, without any regret, he smashed the expensive Mauser pistol at a Japanese soldier who rushed over from the other side of the trench with a gun. The "iron lump" weighing one or two kilograms made the Japanese soldier cover his chest and abdomen in pain, and the bright knife light chopped him.

The Chinese soldiers who were a little slower in the rear followed suit, and they all jumped directly into the trench, holding their guns and shooting at all the khaki colors in their field of vision, and then entered the melee with bayonets against bayonets.

But the infantrymen who jumped into the trenches were never acting alone, they were basically in groups of three, and the squad leaders and deputy squad leaders who had submachine guns and Mauser pistols were accompanied by at least two long-gun infantrymen.

Hand-to-hand combat is not purely hand-to-hand combat. Submachine guns and Mauser pistols dodge the firing angle and avoid their own soldiers, and they will immediately open fire without hesitation.

If you want to fight with bayonets, you can use bayonets to deal with them. If you want to shoot, within a distance of more than ten meters, rifles and submachine guns will definitely open the door to death.

Tang Dao’s estimate is correct. There is indeed more than one infantry squad in this 400-meter-long trench. The number of people is close to that of an infantry squadron.

Most of them were drawn from various artillery squadrons.

However, artillerymen have no use for guns. The Japanese, who have always been frugal, equip the sergeants at the gunner level with a Nambu 24 pistol. Most of the Japanese artillerymen are not equipped with guns, no matter how long or short.

Many people may have only fired guns when they were recruits, and have never had shooting experience since then, let alone this kind of "white knife in, red knife out" type of bayonet.

For a while, the four-line battalion was killed by the desperate fighting style of the four-line battalion, and the screams were deafening. This was probably the first time that the four-line battalion encountered such a "weak" Japanese infantry.

The light machine gun firepower point and the light machine guns together with the searchlight fortifications in the second trench behind the first-line trench of the Japanese army were completely suppressed by two MG34s that fired crazily. The Japanese shooters who dared to raise their heads were basically dead.

There was no support from the outside, and a group of Chinese people with unknown numbers and excellent weapons and strong combat effectiveness broke into the trench. How can these bastards fight?

This may be the sad voice of a group of small landlords and small vendors in the trench, the Japanese infantry and the temporary Japanese artillery who made up the numbers.

I am an artilleryman, not a rude infantryman, so the weak-willed found a reason to convince themselves and gave up.

It's not giving up struggling, but giving up fighting.

In the long trench, some Japanese soldiers threw away their heavy rifles, climbed out of the trench, stepped on their short legs, and ran madly towards the artillery position 300 meters away.

They are the gods of war when they control the artillery.

There is nothing wrong with this idea.

But the key is to run back.

What's more terrible is that one person running will lead more people to run. With the continuous and unscrupulous departure of artillery, the Japanese infantry who were still resisting desperately collapsed completely.

I don't know how many Japanese soldiers took the initiative to leave the trench and fled in embarrassment.

At this time, only three minutes had passed. After Yang Xiaoshan fired the first shot, 180 seconds later, nearly 200 Japanese infantry were frightened by the killing of only 60 Chinese infantry.

Not to mention the Japanese army, I'm afraid even the Chinese soldiers themselves were a little surprised.

"All troops, attack!" Tang Dao ordered decisively.

Xia Dayu, who had been following him closely, took out his signal gun and fired three red flares into the sky.

"Boom!" The earth trembled slightly.

It was not the Japanese artillery positions that fired, but the Chinese cavalry.

"All troops, follow me, kill! Kill all the devils you can see!" Gong Shaoxun, who was 700 meters away, looked at the three rising red flares, tore off the white cloth wrapped around the horse's mouth, and drew out his saber.

The warhorse, who could finally breathe freely, felt the master's legs clamped tightly together, felt the battlefield with storms coming, and kept snorting excitedly and jogging forward, then gradually accelerated until full speed.

Three cavalry battalions, a total of more than 250 war horses and soldiers, followed the leading Gong Shaoxun and pierced into the battlefield like arrows.

Passing the trenches where only their own people were left at high speed, the horse speed reached its peak.

The sharp saber was swung, and the Japanese soldiers who had just escaped from the trenches and were fleeing to the rear artillery positions were chopped to the ground without resistance.

Not to mention that they had no guns, even if they had guns, facing a killing machine with a speed of 50 yards, no one had the courage to fight against it.

Without the threat of machine guns, cavalry is the most terrible killing machine on this battlefield.

More than 1,000 infantrymen of the Guard Battalion and the 67th Army Guard Battalion, which stayed 500 meters away, followed closely behind.

This is the tactics of Tang Dao.

First use elite infantry to use surprise attacks to open a gap, and then use cavalry to charge, expand the gap and expand it again, and put the main infantry into the battlefield.

This is not a new tactic, but the basic tactic of the "blitzkrieg" played by the Germans in the future: break through the center and tear the two wings from the center.

The Sixing Battalion is fast enough, the cavalry is fierce enough, and the more than 1,000 infantrymen who follow into the battlefield must be accurate enough to not give the Japanese a chance to breathe.

After all, the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade has 7,000 to 8,000 people. As long as they are given a chance, they may bite back at any time. Even if the battle is in a stalemate, for Tang Dao, this battle is lost.

But as more than 200 cavalrymen fiercely charged into the artillery position 300 meters away, leaving at least 40 to 50 bodies of fleeing Japanese infantrymen along the way, the Japanese artillery position in the distance was also in a panic. The beginning of this battle was relatively smooth.

The Chinese soldiers who were still standing in the trenches waiting for the main force to rush in had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Only by quickly dealing with the Japanese artillery can they quickly return to support the brothers who are blocking the 36th Infantry Brigade.

However, things in this world are destined not to be accomplished overnight.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The muffled sound that makes people's scalps numb came from afar.

The fiery red bullet marks were extremely obvious in the darkness.

Tang Dao's eyes were instantly cold.

He knew what it was.

Machine gun!

The Japanese machine gun!