With a new round of bombardment, the thousands of charging soldiers were completely blown up. Because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their allies, the suicide squad at the front did not suffer any bombardment, and the Japanese pirates at the back also survived. The middle section, which had the most people and was densely packed, was extremely tragic.
The 1,200-man brigade had lost more than 200 men under the bombardment of the 100 howitzers. Nearly 600 of them were injured, but most of them were injured by the shrapnel and debris from the explosion, so more than half of them were still able to fight.
To add insult to injury for the Japanese team, the suicide squad was completely wiped out. The suicide squad at the front was caught in an awkward situation because of the interruption in the human wave. If they retreated, they would be blown up, and if they advanced, they would have to face a half-crippled division alone.
The arrogant Japanese officer did not choose to wait for death, nor did he consider retreating. Instead, he commanded the 200-man suicide squad to charge into the position, fantasizing about the birth of a miracle.
"Don't try to be a hero.”
The reality was cruel. The 200-man suicide squad was not enough for the two regiments of the national army. In just ten minutes, the last Japanese pirate was stabbed in the beehive in frustration.
"Damn it! Damn it! Why did the Chinese have such powerful cannons?!”
"Why isn't Lu Hang and that bunch of trash here yet?! Why did the navy refuse the support of the cannons?! Where's our artillery regiment?"
Shozo Honda was like a demon, and he hacked at the huge rock in front of him with his sword. It was this huge rock that had saved his dog life just now. Now, not only was he not grateful, but he even looked like he wanted to smash it into pieces.
It was not that Lu Hang did not come, but he was still on his way. The current Japanese Air Force did not have the Swift Type Zero. The most advanced type was only the Type 96 land attack aircraft, which had not been installed in large numbers. The most advanced aircraft in the air force responsible for the bombing and harassment were only the Nakajima Type 6 and the Mirage Type 7. They were barely able to upgrade to a single-wing aircraft, let alone those outdated biplanes.
Not to mention the navy, the Japanese army and navy had never stopped. Even if Shozo Hiroshi had shamelessly begged, the arrogant Japanese navy would not care. However, they were quite active in supporting their own Marine Corps. They plowed the positions that the Marine Corps were responsible for conquering over and over again, so that they could only go to the positions to collect the corpses.
The Artillery Regiment was powerless because the L/32sFH18150mm howitzer had a range of more than 15km, and its actual position was 13km behind the Kanayama sniper position. Although the Futian Battalion belonged to the 18th Division, the 18th Division only had the Field Artillery Regiment. The only 150mm howitzer had a range of less than 12km, so it could not reach the heavy artillery position at all.
"Sir, let's go! The rear has already obtained the location of the heavy artillery position. Our mission has been completed!”
The adjutant quickly stepped forward to advise him. Unfortunately, during the time when Saka was possessed, they had lost the best opportunity to retreat.
"Extending artillery fire, two rapid shots ready, fire!!”
"Swish ~~~"
The ear-piercing sound of the cannons played the final song for the battalion. A battalion that was charging and had no cover was allocated 300 howitzer shells. On average, four people were allocated one, which was already giving them a lot of face.
"Lie down on the ground!"
Shozo Honda knew that he couldn't run away after being surrounded by the cannon sounds. He could only hide under the boulder again and pray that the boulder that he had repaid his kindness with ingratitude could save his life again.
"Boom! Boom!"
Another 50 rounds, the earth-shaking explosion finally shook the high-quality pirates.
"Ahhhh, no, I can't take it anymore. Ahhhh!!!”
"Baka! Come back and lie down!"
Shozo Hiroda, who had just survived, warned loudly. Unfortunately, the Japanese soldier had already gone completely crazy.
His comrades around him had all been blown into pieces. He had crawled out of a pile of intestines, brains, and minced meat just now. His eyes, nose, and mouth were filled with all kinds of sticky liquids. His left palm had been cut off by an iron piece. The pain and extreme fear had caused his mind to collapse.
"Boom! Boom!"
Shozo Hiroda's hunch was right. This extended attack was a second rapid fire. He could not figure out why the Chinese would do such a thing. Not only did the second rapid fire consume ammunition, but it also damaged the cannon barrel.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp…"
The pirate who was running on the ground died without any surprise. He was sent into the sky by two howitzers and disintegrated by rocks and metal pieces in midair. His blood evaporated in the high temperature, and his body was roasted. Half of his head, which was so red that it had turned black, rolled in front of Major Hiroshi, emitting a strange barbecue smell.
With just three rounds of artillery fire, the entire battalion was completely destroyed. Excluding the 200 members of the suicide squad, the entire battalion had 1,000 people. Currently, there were less than 300 people who could move. This was the terror of the howitzer.
In a situation where there was almost no cover, the 150mm howitzer could create a crater with a diameter of several meters and a killing radius of 30 meters. The 300 rounds of cannonballs were a carpet bombing, and only a few lucky pirates managed to survive.
"Good! Good! Blow up these sons of bitches!"
The brothers in the Golden Mountain defense line cheered and couldn't help but rush out of the formation, waving their military caps and celebrating loudly. This time, it was finally the Japanese's turn to get a taste of being blown up, and it was obviously worse than being blown up.
"Come back here! You bunch of brats!"
The platoon leader was also secretly happy, and even his hands were shaking from excitement. However, he was a veteran of the Northern Expedition and knew very well how cruel the sniping on the battlefield was.
"Charge!"
Before the soldiers could return to their positions, they heard loud shouts from their allies.
"What are you all standing there for? Let's rush up and harvest the wheat!”
The platoon leader raised his beloved broadsword and kicked the big-headed soldier's butt. Then, he took the lead and charged into the scorched earth ahead.
"Sir Major, please leave quickly. It will be safe if you retreat to the beachhead. My family, please!"
The gray-robed soldiers were like colorless mountain fires, suffocating and frightening. If no one stayed behind to cover the rear, the less than 300 remaining soldiers would not be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
"Thank you!"
Shozo Hiroshi answered decisively, not caring about his comrade-in-arms relationship with the adjutant at all. He had no samurai spirit at all.
He had already achieved his goal. What was waiting for him was a promotion, not a suicide by dissection. Therefore, he could not die here. Moreover, he was born into a big family in Japan and had not been brainwashed. He knew very well that living was more important than anything else.
In the end, the full force of the Japan Battalion was almost completely wiped out, with only the captain leading a hundred men to escape. This was very exciting news in the defeated Songhu battlefield.
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