Rise From Eight Hundred

Yes, from the moment he saw this group of well-equipped Japanese soldiers.

Tang Dao knew that his carefully planned plan to give the Japanese artillery a heavy blow tonight had completely failed.

Since the Japanese headquarters had the same idea as him to launch a sneak attack, their main position must be fully prepared.

If he tried to launch a sneak attack again, the best result would be a head-on collision with the door panel and a bloody head.

If he was unlucky, it would be like throwing meat buns at a dog, and there would be no return.

When did a dog ever eat meat buns? White flour buns have only been eaten two or three times, okay?

Hammer looked at the cold-faced Tang Battalion Commander lying in the bushes, buried the dog's head in the bushes, and did not dare to express his dissatisfaction.

It's okay to throw meat buns at a dog, but don't let someone eat dog meat with wine in anger.

Dogs! But they are the creatures that know how to read people's eyes the most, no one else! Being a private is no exception.

Tang Dao was very upset because of the change in tactics due to this sudden incident. He could only change his strategy and think about how to eat this bold Japanese army and remained silent for two minutes.

And Major Morita Shinji, who had been running for nearly five kilometers with his infantry squadron, finally recovered at this moment.

He took out his pocket watch to check the time. It was already 2 a.m., and there were still 4 kilometers to the target on the map. It would take at least an hour. After arriving, he needed to kill the sentry first and then sneak in. The brigade stipulated that the attack must be launched at 4 a.m., and after defeating the Chinese, he would hold the position for an hour.

The people who should be scolded have been scolded, and the damn military order must continue to be executed.

"Signal soldier, where did the Matsuda and Sanben squadrons arrive?" Morita Shinji took out the map, carefully covered the light of the flashlight with his hand, checked it carefully on the map, and asked the telegraph soldier who had been following him with a field radio.

"Report to the Major, the Matsuda Squadron called ten minutes ago. They are one mile away from us and plan to take a short rest in five minutes. The Sanben Squadron did not send a telegram!" The signalman lowered his voice to report to his own Major.

"Baka! I told them before they set off to report their position to the battalion headquarters every 15 minutes, damn it!" Major Morita Shinji could not help but roar in anger.

Yes, although the 36th Infantry Brigade was extremely dissatisfied with the military order issued by the 18th Division late at night, its command had already been assigned to the 18th Division. What was even worse was that the brigade commander, Major General Mitsuru Ushijima, who had a say, resigned two days ago, and the colonel chief of staff also disappeared in the battle. Although his body had not been found, the probability of his death was greater than 99%. Now, the person in charge of the 36th Infantry Brigade was only Masanori Tanigawa, the former colonel commander of the 47th Infantry Regiment. Under normal circumstances, an army colonel was already a middle-level officer in the army, but in front of Sadao Ushijima, who held the rank of lieutenant general in the army, it was just a hair, or a leg hair.

To put it bluntly, they were now a group of children without parents.

I wanted to send a telegram to Commander Heisuke Yanagawa, who was 200 kilometers away, to complain! At most, it was just verbal consolation. The county magistrate was not as good as the current one. Ushijima Sadao, who was driven crazy by the Chinese, needed a punching bag. The colonels and lieutenant colonels of the 36th Infantry Brigade did not want to be used as cannon fodder by that person at a critical moment.

Since the night attack was inevitable, Tanigawa Masanori, who was currently in charge of the "strongest division on the surface of the earth", was willing to go all out. He selected three elite infantry squadrons from the six infantry battalions of the two infantry regiments that were half-crippled, and supplemented each infantry squad with a light machine gun plus a grenade launcher team, and each infantry squadron with two heavy machine guns. The heavy firepower was at least doubled, and was led by the major infantry battalion commander Morita Shinji himself.

Moreover, in order to enable the three infantry squadrons to communicate smoothly, Tanigawa Masanori spent a lot of money and distributed the field radio stations that were originally only distributed to the infantry battalion level to the three squadrons. For this reason, three infantry battalions wanted to communicate at this time, and they could only rely on the legs of the signal soldiers.

Not to mention, this tactical arrangement is almost the same as the tactic of Tang Dao's three-way division.

This is naturally to break through the enemy's defense line from three small directions. As long as one point is feasible, it is enough to tear open the entire defense line. The other one is also to prevent accidentally taking the wrong road and hitting the enemy's gun muzzle and being killed.

The Japanese are definitely smart.

Perhaps the only difference from Tang Dao is that the three infantry companies under Tang Dao are all his direct troops, but they dare not disobey orders.

But the three night attack squadrons under Morita Shinji, except for the infantry squadron he followed, the other two infantry squadrons are one from the 47th Regiment and another infantry battalion, and the other is simply from the 23rd Infantry Regiment. His orders as a major are not 100% effective everywhere. Just like now, the agreed 15 minutes have passed for almost 20 minutes, and the Sanben Squadron of the 47th Infantry Regiment has not even sent a fart.

"Order the Sanben Squadron to report their positions to me immediately, immediately!" Shinji Morita ordered with a furious look on his face.

This was a long-distance raid of up to ten kilometers, and it was at night. If it weren't for the well-made maps of the Empire and the topographic maps drawn by the scouts all over the battlefield, he wouldn't have known where he was.

Because of this, as a commander, he must be more cautious and must clearly know the clear position of his subordinates.

For this reason, he would even rather wait ten more minutes.

Major Shinji Morita didn't know that it was his persistent waiting that ruined him and his elite subordinates.

Tang Dao silently watched the "shit yellow" who were also silent a hundred meters away, and finally made up his mind.

Since the battle situation has changed, he will adapt to the situation and eat up this bold Japanese invaders. Although he only has one infantry company here, he is still confident that he can defeat them. The only uncertainty is whether the Japanese army has only this small force, and whether there are other directions. Will Lei Xiong, who is two miles away, also meet the Japanese army with this purpose.

However, Tang Dao is decisive enough. Regardless of whether there are other directions of Japanese invaders, what he has to do now is to kill this wave. As for the others, he believes that Lei Xiong and Leng Feng will make the most correct choice.

"Go down and inform Li Jiujin and the others. The first platoon and the fire support platoon will occupy the commanding heights as quickly as possible. Hold a towel in your mouth and move gently. The second and third platoons will quickly maneuver to the two wings, with the hill as the center and a radius of 500 meters. Once the battle starts, immediately dig a single-soldier bunker to prevent the Japanese from escaping. Be sure to tie up the trap for me. I won't let any of them escape!

Also, order Li Jiujin to send a telegram to Deputy Battalion Commander Guo and Chief of Staff Zhuang. If there is an enemy attack, the stationed baggage company should be alert, the guard platoon of the special service company should continue to be alert, and the cavalry platoon of the special service company should expand the alert range. If they encounter the enemy, they should immediately fire a warning shot;

Order Cheng Tieshou's fire support company to approach my company, order Deputy Battalion Commander Lei and Company Commander Leng Feng to stop moving forward and assemble nearby. If they encounter the Japanese, they should immediately launch an attack and send their coordinates to the heavy mortar battalion at any time!" Tang Dao called Gu Xishui and ordered in a low voice.

"In addition, your special operations team group one, come with me! You take your special operations team group two to the direction of the first and third companies. Your tactics are to snipe the tactical targets that pose the greatest threat to our army, whether they are people or heavy firepower points."

Gu Xishui nodded gently and crawled back quietly. The first commander of the special operations team in the dark was like a lizard looking for food, silent but not slow.

Appreciation appeared in Tang Dao's eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied with his choice.

The biggest feature of Gu Xishui is not how strong he is, but that his brain is enough. For example, he took the initiative to omit the verbal answer, but just used actions to indicate that he remembered Tang Dao's order clearly, which saved time and reduced the risk of exposure. Tang Dao never taught him these things specifically. He followed Tang Dao twice and understood them himself.

The long stay of the Japanese army made Tang Dao sure that they had more than 200 troops, but it was not important. His independent battalion also had nearly 600 infantrymen in this area far away from the defense line. There was also a heavy mortar battalion and an artillery company 2 kilometers away. This distance was just within the range of their mortars.

The key was whether their artillery was accurate or not. Tang Dao was not sure. As a last resort, Tang Dao did not dare to easily use this "killer mace" that might hit him on the head.

He now only hoped that the Japanese could rest for a while longer, and wait for the first row of the second company to sneak into the commanding heights, and the chance of annihilating this Japanese army would increase by 30%.

Tang Dao's expectations were bankrupt.

At the moment when Li Jiujin led his first row and the fire support platoon to move to the top of the hill with all his strength, the low whimper of wolfhounds suddenly sounded in the Japanese queue.

The Japanese also brought dogs.

Wolf blue!

Search dogs, which are common in the Japanese Army, are fierce and cruel, and have a keen sense of smell. They are the most hated dogs by the Chinese, no one else.

However, in order to prevent the dog from barking and exposing the target, Morita Shinji ordered to put an uncommon iron muzzle on the mouth of the wolf-blue dog that was advancing with the army.

The poor wolf-blue dog probably had never enjoyed this kind of broken thing that covered its mouth and made it difficult to even stick out its tongue. It was struggling with the iron muzzle on its mouth all the way, thus ignoring the sound from 300 meters away. It was not until more than 60 Chinese soldiers carrying equipment quietly crawled to the top of the hillside and were about to arrive that they issued a warning to their dog trainers.

"Baga! What's going on?" Morita Shinji, who was extremely anxious, turned angrily to the dog trainer more than ten meters away and growled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the wolf-blue dog looking at the hill, with its ears erected high and its muscles tense, and he woke up instantly.

There is an enemy!

The Japanese Army Major was almost scared to death!