Wang Qiangguo would not let the soldiers on the battlefield die in vain, nor would he let a group of artillery soldiers charge forward with Kar98K. Therefore, regardless of whether it made sense or not, the newly produced 40-odd commanders served as a temporary supply team. They brought all the Somi submachine guns, one of the most outstanding submachine guns in World War II.
"Report! The headquarters ordered us to withdraw to Kunshan before midnight today. The enemy's 6th and 7th armies and the remnants of the 38th division, totaling more than 30,000 people, are approaching our department.”
"Call back to the headquarters. We will eliminate the most elite Chinese troops by three o'clock tomorrow morning. Please ask the nearby friendly forces to buy time for us.”
"Hey!"
"Report! Enemy troops have appeared in the southwest direction of our division. There is about a brigade of troops, suspected to be enemy artillery.”
"Yuxi, it seems like the other side is at the end of their rope. They are using artillery as infantry. Send a message to inform the entire army that you need to complete the annihilation by 3 am tomorrow. At that time, I will personally request for your merit.”
"Hey!"
"Report! The command center rejected our request. Most of the enemy troops are retreating from the Jinshan area, and there are no reinforcements.”
"Baka! Didn't the headquarters know that this was the most elite force of the national army?! The remaining Chinese troops were just a bunch of pigs, and they were not worth half of this entire army!!”
Inaba Shiro had already made up his mind to disobey the order. He had a deep understanding of the elite level of Wang Guoqiang's troops. It was not an exaggeration to say that these 10,000 soldiers could deal with at least 100,000 ordinary Chinese soldiers.
"Brothers, don't let the infantry look down on our artillery!!!”
"Tututu! Tututu!"
The pirates had already sent out two squadrons of soldiers to guard against the artillery unit. They thought that they had given them a lot of face, but who knew that they had once again underestimated Wang Qiangguo's inhumanity.
The suppressive firepower brought by the uniform Somi submachine guns in close range was almost equal to that of more than 1,000 light machine guns. The troops of less than 500 people were shot by more than 1,000 Somi submachine guns, and each person had to receive nearly three of them. One could imagine how tragic it was.
The defense line formed by the two squadrons almost collapsed in an instant. When most of the soldiers heard the overwhelming gunfire, they were instantly turned into a hornet's nest. Even until their deaths, they did not understand when the Chinese army had such powerful firepower.
More than 1,000 Somi submachine guns did not use bullets at all. The firing rate of 800 rounds per minute was burning money. Moreover, the cost of the Somi submachine gun was high. If it was not for the unlimited exchange points, Wang Qiangguo could not afford to be extravagant.
"The reinforcements are here! Brothers, hold on a little longer!"
The Tiger tanks on the first line of defense had been abandoned, but they were completely destroyed before they left. 12 tanks with German faces also joined the battle. Their fighting prowess was no less than the Chinese soldiers.
"Tututu!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The advantages of submachine guns and pistols were vividly reflected in the battle of cutting trenches. The shorter gun body was more suitable for close range aiming, the smaller bullet kinetic energy effectively reduced accidental injuries, and the lighter weight reduced the burden when running.
The Japanese pirates could only be envious and jealous. Their 38 covers were too powerful, and the infantry code even required them to remove all bullets before a hand-to-hand battle to avoid accidental injuries. They had no choice but to use their bayonet to fight against the hot weapons.
Out of the 20,000 Japanese pirates, 11,000 of them had charged into the frontline. In the process of taking over the frontline, another 2,000 had lost their fighting strength, and now there were only 9,000 left scattered across the two mountains.
On the other hand, the Wangguo Kingdom had less than 2,000 men on each mountain, and they had lost nearly half of their men. In terms of battle results, their 10,000 men, under the conditions of absolute numbers disadvantage, had used the price of 4,000 heavily injured or sacrificed in exchange for the death of 16,000 pirates. The loss ratio of 1:4 was enough to write a book.
However, from the current situation, the troops of less than 2,000 people on each mountain were engaged in a hand-to-hand battle with the enemy of nearly 5,000 people. If it were not for the fact that they were relying on their equipment to hold on, they would have long been defeated.
The six hundred men led by Wang Qiangguo and Yang Hanzhong were only able to quench their thirst, but they were not enough to affect the overall situation.
"Report! A large number of enemy troops have appeared on our left flank.”
"Nani? Are our allies all trash?!”
It was only one o'clock in the morning. The enemy reinforcements should have arrived at four o'clock in the morning. Inaba Shiro had misjudged the determination of the national army, and the short three hours had become the last straw that broke the camel's back.
On the one hand, the troops that had evacuated from Shanghai had gone crazy in the face of death. Hundreds of thousands of troops fled along the Jinshan corridor, pinning down all the nearby Japanese pirates.
On the other hand, Yang Sen knew that he had already defied the order. If he did not obtain any results, given Baldy's temper, he would not end up well. Thinking that there was still a large amount of German-style equipment waiting for them ahead, Yang Sen decisively threw away all the supplies and the few heavy equipment he had. He brought two half-crippled soldiers and traveled through the night, using pairs of straw sandals to arrive three hours ahead of time.
"Order the troops to quickly withdraw from the battle and retreat towards Kunshan.”
After saying this, Inaba Shiro slumped into his chair like a dead dog. He knew that his military career had come to an end. He had lost more than half of his elite division, but he had not been able to wipe out an entire division. It was a great humiliation.
"Report! Our right wing has discovered a large number of enemy troops!"
"Nani?"
The change of identity between the hunter and the prey might only happen in an instant.
Harvest the flower moon ~
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