After two consecutive battles, the artillery was the most tired. They had to constantly move howitzers that weighed dozens of kilograms, which was equivalent to the weight of half an adult.
"None of you are allowed to play dead!"
Old Liang was almost forty years old this year, and his physical strength was not as good as before. However, he was still gritting his teeth and persevering. How could those young soldiers in their teens and twenties be embarrassed to fall down and rest?
Actually, even without Elder Liang's urging, the artillery soldiers were very self-aware. Even though their eyes were blinded by sweat, even though their hands were full of blisters and blood, they never stopped. They even had a strange smile on their faces.
They had endless artillery shells and sufficient anti-air firepower. This was a condition that they had never dared to think of before. It was a painful pleasure. Every drop of sweat and blood that they left behind would be paid back with ten or a hundred times the lives of the pirates!
" Prepare for a hand-to-hand battle!!!"
Battalion Commander Liu Desheng did not take out his beloved broadsword because Wang Qiangguo gave him the treatment that a battalion commander should have. A brand new Mauser pistol was worth ten broadswords.
What made Liu Desheng both happy and unhappy was that every soldier in the camp was given a Mauser pistol. Wouldn't it make him, as a battalion commander, lose face?
"Report! The vanguard had already charged into the camp!”
"Yuxi, order all troops to press forward!”
"Hey!"
According to Inaba Shiro's experience, once they entered the moat cutting phase, the weak Chinese soldiers would be unable to withstand a single blow, while the strong Japanese soldiers would be invincible.
However, he probably would not have thought that the inhumane Wang Qiangguo was not prepared to fight hand-to-hand. 25,000 Mauser pistols were enough to make up for all the physical differences.
"Regiment Commander, let me, Old Liang, lead the troops up!”
After the Japanese pirates and the Chinese soldiers were entangled, the artillery could only watch the cannons and the mountain of ammunition anxiously. They could not do something like blowing up their allies.
"Why are you artillery soldiers joining in the fun when it's just infantry? Look at all of you. You're all tired to the point of death, and you still want to ask for a battle?”
The high fighting spirit should have been encouraged, but Wang Qiangguo could not agree to it. Artillery was not only expensive, but they were also not in a good condition to enter the battlefield.
Many of the artillery soldiers lay motionless on the ground, not even wanting to blink. They couldn't eat anything and could only drink some water. Only the occasional twitching of their limbs indicated that they were still alive.
Wang Qiangguo was also anxious. The 6th division was known as the most elite division of the pirates. The entire division had four infantry regiments, one heavy artillery regiment, as well as reconnaissance regiments, engineering regiments, and logistics regiments, a total of 30,000 people.
There were 12,000 infantrymen in the charge alone. Although the infantry regiment and artillery unit had lost nearly 5,000 men during the day, the recon regiment, engineer regiment, and logistics regiment had all pressed forward, and the number of soldiers fighting in the frontal battle had reached 20,000.
10,000 people attacking a mountain was enough for them to hold hands and surround the mountain several times. There were only 3,500 troops responsible for the defense of each mountain. Adding on the continuous losses, there were less than 3,000 people who could fight now.
Even though nearly half of the Japanese soldiers had lost their combat ability during the charge, there were still more than 5,000 people pressing forward.
"Bang! Bang!"
He Jiawang's marksmanship was as accurate as ever. Two shots killed the Japanese who were on top of his comrade.
"Brother He, thank you!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He Jiawang did not respond to him. Instead, he fired three more shots and knocked down the Japanese who were running more than ten meters away. Their comradeship was stronger than any other friendship in the world. They had saved each other countless times, and all of this had long been said without words.
"Boom!"
However, no matter how many people the Japanese put in, the Tiger Tank was like a fortress that made people despair. It did not move.
The Japanese had already tried all kinds of methods, including explosives, cluster grenades, and grenade launchers. Without heavy weapons, they could not break through the armor of the Tiger tank at all. At most, they could only blow up the people inside the tank.
"F * ck you! Other than the Machine Gunners, get out!”
The soldier with the German face spoke in pure Chinese, which was a little out of place. After the close combat, the 88mm barrel of the Tiger Tank lost its effect. Only the two machine guns that came with it were still spewing flames of death.
"Report! Our troops have suffered heavy losses due to fierce resistance. The enemy troops seem to have distributed pistols to all the soldiers!”
"Report! We have taken over the front line and are organizing an attack on the second line.”
Inaba Shiro's tightly knitted brows finally relaxed. He simply couldn't figure out where the baldy got so much money to arm this division's troops to the teeth.
Fifty 150mm Howitzers, a hundred 75mm Field Artillery Guns, fifty 88mm Self-propelled Air Defense Cannons, thousands of German light machine guns, and every infantryman was equipped with a German sniper rifle, pistol, grenade, and military uniform. He could not help but wonder if the Germans were still having an affair with the Chinese.
However, Inaba Shiro's strategic vision was not low. He knew that the Germans would not do such a stupid thing.
"There's a call from the front. The enemy's offensive is too fierce, and our troops have retreated to the second line.”
The two mountains weren't big, and the second line of defense was at the top of the mountain. In other words, the defenders had been compressed into a very small area, and there was no way out.
However, they could not afford to lose. The 170th, 171st, and 172nd divisions of the Gui Army, the 133rd and 134th divisions of the Sixth Army of the Sichuan Army, and the 36th elite division of the national army were already approaching them. The vanguard troops were expected to arrive at dawn tomorrow.
If they lost their position, the pirates would be able to surround them, and all the nearby troops would have nowhere to run. It was already too late to retreat from the Jinshan corridor.
"Regiment Commander, our brothers have rested enough! Let us go!"
After the intense artillery battle with the 6th division, the 2000-strong artillery unit was left with only a little over 1000 soldiers.
Looking at the eager eyes around him, Wang Qiangguo let out a long sigh. They no longer had any backup troops, and their precarious position needed support. There was no other way now.
"Brothers, let us use the weapons in our hands to tell the Japanese that no invaders are allowed to set foot on our Chinese territory!
I, Wang Qiangguo, have no other strengths. I can only go to the national disaster with you!”
"Let's go to the national disaster together! Let's go to the national disaster together!"
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