Rise From Eight Hundred

Yagawa Kazuo, who seemed to have a clear mind, didn't know that there was a piece of blue crawling in the bushes 300 meters away from his artillery position.

The Japanese patrol team was only 100 meters away from their own position at most, and of course they would not find this piece of frosty blue in the dark night.

Even the 180-man guard squadron that followed Yanagawa Kazuo's order to go to Guangde City East for support would not know that there would be hundreds of Chinese crawling in the mountains and forests only 20 meters away from them.

It was about four o'clock in the morning. Five hours had passed since Gu Xishui reported the location of the Japanese artillery position to Tang Dao using the field radio. That actually meant that the main force of Tang Dao's death squad had been lurking here for at least two hours.

In the howling cold wind, they were in this lurking place, the whole army was silent and motionless, waiting for the most suitable fighter to arrive.

Yes, there are 350 people gathered here. The special operations team responsible for attacking the Japanese army's baggage train in the east of Guangde City, plus Gu Xishui's team, has only more than 50 people, equivalent to a reinforced platoon.

Tang Dao used the old routine of luring the tiger away from the mountain, but it was extremely effective.

History records that Lieutenant General Rao burned the fuel and food reserves that the Japanese army urgently needed. This time and space have changed slightly. There is a week's food and grass for the entire army of Kunisaki Detachment, and the Japanese army cannot give up. .

Attack the place where they must save, even if Yanagawa Kazuo knows that there may be a risk of luring the tiger away from the mountain, he can only bite the bullet.

The chips he can put on the gambling table are that his guard squadron is strong enough to hold on until the tiger that was transferred out returns.

He obviously overestimated himself and underestimated the ferocity of his opponent.

If you really want to compare ferocity, the man who has been closing his eyes and resting his mind 300 meters away with frost on his face is the real tiger.

20 minutes later, several violent explosions came from afar.

That was the Japanese artillery guard team that went to support the Japanese troops in the east of the city and encountered an explosion attack. That was also the pattern set by Tang Dao and Gu Xishui in advance.

Although the 180-man guard team had sidecars and trucks, it was normal for them to vomit blood when they encountered roadside bombs made of explosive packs.

Let alone them, the American cowboys decades later drove armored vehicles that could defend against heavy machine guns. Facing such simple roadside bombs, they would be finished.

That was not only the beginning of the attack on the Japanese army, but also a notification to this side that the Japanese had run far enough and this side could start.

A red flare was fired into the sky, and the blue men who had been lurking in the bushes for two hours sat up one after another, stretched their completely stiff muscles and bones, and pulled the bolt to check their equipment.

Liuchuan Yinan, who was in the center of the artillery position, looked at the bright and almost dazzling red flare in the sky, and his eyes froze instantly.

Having been in the army for a long time, he certainly knew what it meant.

That means someone has some idea about him, and it's a bad one.

"The enemy is attacking! Request support from the main position!" Yanagawa Kazuo suppressed his regret and gave the order with a clear mind. "Immediately order each artillery squadron to organize people with guns to prepare to enter the position. Once the enemy attacks, immediately fill the gap left by Guard Squadron 2."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several explosions sounded at the Japanese artillery position, blowing up several bright clusters of bullets, and the Japanese lieutenant colonel's face turned pale.

The Chinese were so bold that they crossed the mountains to launch a sneak attack, but they even brought artillery?

Of course, without artillery, how could they blow open an artillery position with more than a dozen artillery pieces? Tang Dao brought a death squad, not a suicide squad.

There were 6 mortars and 120 rounds of artillery shells.

Except for the 12 gunners carefully selected by Pang Dahai to follow the 400 Suicide Squad, all other transportation tasks were undertaken by the 400 Suicide Squad members. Li Jiujin's 2nd Company was responsible for the transportation of 6 50 kg mortars with bases in addition to their own equipment. The other nearly 300 people were responsible for one shell each, and they carried these iron lumps over mountains and ridges to reach several kilometers away.

The Japanese also had artillery, of course, but they were either howitzers or field artillery, and their range was several kilometers or even ten kilometers away.

Like now, the distance is only two or three hundred meters. At most, it can be used as a large "gun" when it is laid flat, but even that is not so easy to use.

In front of the Japanese artillery, it is the Japanese fortifications. If they bombarded them without caring about it, they would not blow up their own people and fortifications into a white field before bombing the Chinese.

The 6 mortars hidden in the valley fired at almost the fastest speed. The 12 shooters faithfully carried out Tang Dao's requirements and fired all the 20 shells assigned to each gun within 2 minutes.

The fire reflected by the explosion of 120 shells was even brighter than the fire that had already been ignited in the east of the city. It can be imagined how sad the Japanese soldiers on the Japanese artillery positions were.

In other words, many people had even lost the ability to be sad.

According to post-war statistics, more than 80 Japanese soldiers died on the spot in this round of artillery attack by the Chinese.

Most of them were guard soldiers.

Because the Chinese artillery attack was not to destroy the artillery, but to destroy the resistance of the defensive positions around the artillery positions.

Although the Japanese artillery guards dug trenches and laid barbed wire according to the Army Manual, the temporary field trenches would never exceed one meter. How could such a depth resist the mortar shells that fell almost vertically?

The Japanese soldiers in the trenches were wailing, and the solid barbed wire was destroyed one by one in the artillery fire.

A round of covering rapid artillery bombardment completely knocked out the soldiers in the artillery position that was well protected by the Japanese infantry on a daily basis.

The Japanese soldiers who were busy escaping and hiding did not notice that hundreds of meters in front of their positions, more than 300 Chinese soldiers had quietly begun to move and approach from three directions.

The closest one had even reached less than 200 meters away.

The Chinese army rarely had artillery, and naturally had not conducted any infantry-artillery coordination training, but they trusted their comrades behind them enough and dared to risk their lives.

Dare to risk your life is the essence of infantry-artillery coordination.

The artillery fire had not completely stopped. Taking advantage of the opportunity that the Japanese army was still dizzy in the trenches, hundreds of infantrymen who were less than 200 meters away from the front of the Japanese position, risking the possibility of being accidentally injured by their own artillery fire, stood up quietly.

"Follow me, charge!" Tang Dao roared and rushed out with his gun.

There was no charge, but under the leadership of the commander at the front of them, they leveled their guns, exerted their strength, and charged!

Yes, charging the enemy position at a distance of 200 meters was against the infantry tactical manual. The distance of 200 meters was enough for the opponent's machine guns and rifles to harvest the infantry in full-speed charging like straw.

Not to mention that the Japanese army might have heavy machine guns, an infantry squadron alone had 6 light machine guns, not to mention that the Japanese infantry's precision shooting skills were far superior to those of the Chinese infantry.

350 Chinese soldiers, charging at such a distance, was basically suicide.

But Commander Tang said, "Follow me!"

350 Chinese soldiers followed without hesitation.

Following their commander, they launched a "dare to die" charge against the Japanese defensive positions from three directions.

There were not as many skills as imagined, just hard work.

This should be one of the few adventures in Tang Dao's military career, or perhaps it was a not-so-calm decision made by him in the rage stimulated by the annihilation of the entire army on Hill No. 3.

Tang Dao, after all, is still a human being, not just a war machine that only considers gains and losses.

He was calm, that was because he was not crazy yet.

Now, he was crazy, he was crazy.

This was also the only choice he could make when he decided to fight this battle.

Because the main force of the Japanese infantry 3 kilometers away would not give them time to remove the Japanese light and heavy firepower points bit by bit and then launch rounds of attacks.

In less than 20 minutes, the Japanese army would have thousands or even more troops rushing here continuously.

If the battle could not be ended at that time, all 350 people here, including dozens of people still in the east of Chengde City, would have to die.

This was not a matter of taking grain from the fire, nor dancing on the edge of a knife, but simply going through fire and water.

From the moment Tang Dao formed the death squad, it was already like this.

Hundreds of soldiers charged towards the bullets fired by the Japanese army!