The heavy machine guns of the 3rd Battalion stayed behind to provide cover. The remaining troops of the 3rd and 4th Battalions began to rush towards the Japanese's position.
After all, they were in the city. The Japanese had a lot of troops, but they could not deploy them all. They could only leave a portion of them at the front and the rest at the back. If one of the people at the front died, they would be able to replace one of them.
To put it bluntly, it was a strategy to add fuel. This kind of terrain limited the Japanese's military advantage and also gave Zhang Wenbin a chance to suppress their firepower at the front line and kill some of them. Taking advantage of their weak firepower and the gap between the soldiers at the back who did not have time to replenish, he rushed up and occupied a part of the Japanese's position.
However, the Japanese in this era were truly elites. Even though they were suppressed by powerful firepower, they still stuck their heads out to fight back. Although this would cost them their lives, they were not afraid.
The soldiers of the 3rd Battalion who were charging at the front kept falling under the Japanese's guns. At the same time, the Japanese soldiers who stuck their heads out to shoot were also hit.
However, the Japanese were at a disadvantage in terms of firepower.
Soon, the troops at the front of the 3rd Battalion had already reached the Japanese.
"Da ~"
"Da ~"
"Da ~"
They did not engage the Japanese in a bayonet fight, but instead, they fired their light machine guns at them.
The six light machine guns in each platoon played a big role at this time. After these light machine guns quickly took care of a small area of Japanese soldiers, they directly set up the light machine guns here.
Following that, the heavy machine guns at the back immediately moved forward.
A hole had been torn open.
The Japanese soldiers on both sides charged at the 3rd Battalion without any regard for their lives. Their faces were filled with madness and malevolence, as if they were demons that wanted to eat people.
Zhang Wenbin did not care about this. Instead, he looked at the third battalion commander, Li Xiaochu, and said sternly,"Li Xiaochu, I'll leave this place to you. At all costs! We must guard this place at all costs and guard the retreat route of our army.
If anything happens, I'll hold you accountable!”
"Please rest assured, if there is any mistake, I will bring my head to see you!”
Li Xiaochu said loudly.
Zhang Wenbin waved his hand, and the 4th Battalion and the other mortar soldiers began to follow him forward with their mortars.
There was another line of defense in front of them. It was the line of defense set up by the Japanese's command team.
However, there wasn't a single brigade inside. After all, it was the front and back doors!
Two gates, and the other gate. The 2nd Battalion was attacking. They didn't dare to come over easily, so they should be facing two squadrons of Japanese.
When they arrived at the front door, the two machine gun positions under the streetlights were already in position.
There were two Type 92 heavy machine guns, four light machine guns, and other soldiers. There were also light machine guns and rifles on the wall of the headquarters.
Prince Asaka's headquarters used to be the residence of a high-ranking official of the Congress Party. However, the walls were not very high. The walls were only about two meters high, and the thickness was enough to withstand heavy machine gun bullets. As for the shells, it was unknown.
"How many rounds of the 82mm mortar do we have left?”
Zhang Wenbin knew that the 82mm mortar was obtained by the Congress Party from the Germanic countries. This kind of mortar shell was limited, unlike the two-inch caliber mortar. The two-inch caliber mortar was taken out from the system, and the shells could be ignored. After all, there were 50 bases of full coverage.
"Regiment Commander, there's still half a base number left.”
An officer beside him said to Zhang Wenbin.
"Don't be stingy with your artillery shells. Shoot them all out. Target, aim at the wall. Blast a hole for me."
Zhang Wenbin knew that these walls were not very solid. They might be able to withstand the bombardment of a two-inch small-caliber mortar, but they would definitely not be able to withstand the bombardment of an 82mm mortar.
Immediately after, the 82mm mortar fired the remaining shells at the wall. The 2-inch mortar was not to be outdone and immediately fired at the Japanese soldiers.
However, the Japanese were not willing to suffer losses. Immediately, their mortars began to fire back. Although it was night and the Japanese did not know the exact location of the national army, they still knew a general direction. If they fought back like this, there would always be some unfortunate soldiers who were hit.
However, Zhang Wenbin could not care so much now.
Under the bombardment of the 82mm mortars, three to four holes quickly appeared on the wall. Although each hole was only a meter wide, it was enough.
At this point, the 82mm mortar had run out of ammunition.
"Light machine gun, block it! Heavy machine guns provided cover, and mortars suppressed them. The rest of the troops, charge with me!"
At this moment, Zhang Wenbin knew that this was his last moment.
It had been about twelve minutes since the attack was launched. They only had eight minutes left to break through this line of defense.
Now, this line of defense was very close. The Japanese's firepower was not as good as his. He had the opportunity to break through the line of defense in such a short time, rush in, and take Prince Chao Xiang's head.
As for retreating!
As long as he had Prince Asaka's head, he would be able to escape even if he had to rely on his corpse.
.................
A violent explosion came from outside, and Prince Chao Xiang's expression gradually turned ugly.
"Your Highness, please retreat! The warriors could not hold on any longer. The firepower of the Chinese people was too fierce, and the Empire's army could not compare.”
At this moment, the old man with the rank of major general on his shoulder ran in.
He was the captain of the Yamada Division, Major General Yamada Kazuhiro.
The Yamada Division was part of the 13th Division and belonged to the 103rd Brigade. However, one of the Yamada Division was stationed at Yuhuatai, and the rest of the division was responsible for the security of the headquarters.
"Can't resist? A mere Chinese army couldn't even withstand it? What are you doing? How long had it been since the Empire's regiment was said to be unable to hold on?”
Prince Asaka looked at Yamada Tsuji angrily and roared.
"Your Highness, it's better for you to evacuate first! The firepower of the Chinese is too fierce."
Yamada Tsuji was on the verge of tears.
"I won't leave. I want you to block the attack of the Chinese army and hold on until reinforcements arrive.”
Prince Chao Xiang was also furious. How long had it been since the start and he was already forced to retreat? Wasn't this shameless?
At this moment, the gunshots were getting closer and closer. These gunshots were obviously coming from the courtyard, indicating that the national army had already entered.
...............
Why are there no flowers?
Give me some flowers! I want to eat too!
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