On the afternoon of August 30th, 1937, the 18th Division and 11th Division that were originally stationed in Luo Town suffered heavy casualties due to days of fighting. Luo Ying, the commander of the 18th Division, ordered all of them to retreat to the rear to rest and reorganize. Luo Town's positions were all handed over to the Qiongya Security Regiment to defend. At this point, Zhong Yu and his troops officially stepped onto the stage of history!
At the forefront of Luo Town, Zhong Yu was leading the soldiers to repair the positions that had been destroyed by the artillery fire of the Rising Sun Army.
These trenches, which were only a meter deep, could not withstand the bombardment of the Rising Sun Army. Even the 70mm Type 92 infantry cannons could not withstand it. The earthworks that protruded from the ground were basically destroyed after a round of bombardment. Zhong Yu had no choice but to order the soldiers to continue digging.
The greatest threat to the Qiongya Security Regiment was the 11th Mountain Cannon Regiment of the 11th Division of the Shengyang Army and the Shengyang Navy's aerial units. Fortunately, the Zhongxia Air Force still had the strength to fight, and the Shengyang Navy's aerial units could not bombard them recklessly.
As they had just taken over the defensive position, the 11th Division would not know that the defending army had added a new mountain cannon battalion. As long as the artillery regiment of the Rising Sun Army opened fire first, the 24 Bofors 75th Mountain Cannons would be destroyed immediately!!
Zhong Yu's current artillery was not the same as the previous infantrymen. They were all recruited from the base at a high price.
"Woo, woo, woo"
Suddenly, the sound of artillery shells tearing through the air came from afar. Zhong Yu quickly threw away the shovel in his hand and shouted,
"Anti-cannon! Anti-cannon!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A violent explosion followed.
Zhong Yu leaned against the wet wall of the trench and squatted in the deep trench. The continuous explosions around him made him dizzy, and the sand and mud that rose almost buried him alive.
This was the first time he had faced the bombardment of the Rising Sun soldiers. He was nervous and afraid, but as the highest officer in the army, he could only pretend to be calm with countless subordinates watching.
When the soldiers of the Rising Sun Army bombarded the outer perimeter of Luo Town, the security regiment's artillery battalion, which was already prepared, quickly calculated the location of the artillery position the moment the artillery of the Rising Sun Army opened fire.
"Attention all cannons. Target is the artillery position of the Rising Sun Army. Ruler 289, bearing 009 to the left, height 2, No. 4 charge, delay fuse, four rapid shots, ready, fire!”
The 11th Mountain Artillery Regiment of the Rising Sun Army received the order to cover the infantrymen's attack. As usual, they were in no hurry to fire at the Zhongxia garrison.
Commander Yamada Kazuo was drinking sake from Japan in his military tent. According to the battle situation a few days ago, the opposing defenders were not equipped with artillery that could compete with the Type 94 Mountain Cannon. They were only equipped with a few 82mm mortars, which were not a threat to his Mountain Cannon Regiment.
Ever since Yamamoto Kazuo came to the Central Xia battlefield, he felt that he had made the right choice to apply for the military academy and choose the artillery department.
Most of the time, his regiment would fire their cannons from afar, instead of charging into the enemy's formation like infantry. Even if they encountered a counterattack from a small number of armed soldiers, the powerful locust army would be able to instantly destroy them.
Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Yamada Kazuo got up and tidied up his military uniform. He took his beloved camera and planned to take a few photos of the heroic Imperial Army artillery hitting the Xia army. He was also a photography enthusiast.
He lifted the tent's cloth and saw that the rain had stopped, and the sky had cleared up slightly.
Yamada Kazuo, who was still not used to the sudden change in light, raised his head slightly with his right hand on his forehead. There seemed to be a few small black spots in his eyes. He waved his hand and thought it was a flying insect, but the black spots remained. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. His pupils constricted. Those were not insects. They were clearly incoming cannonballs.
"Wuwuwu ~"
The sound of artillery shells scraping against the air could already be heard in the sky. Yamamoto Kazuo knew that it was too late, but he still shouted,
"Cannons are coming, quickly shift the artillery position!”
Yamamoto Kazuo believed that even if the Central Xia army had long-range artillery, they would not have too many of them. As long as they moved their positions in time, the losses would not be too great. Once the artillery positions were repositioned, they could destroy the Central Xia army's artillery.
However, he soon realized that something was wrong. The artillery shells fell one after another. The Type 94 Mountain Cannon, which weighed more than 500 kilograms, was not so easy to move. Beautiful fireworks rose from the artillery position of the Rising Sun Army.
During the first few days of the war, the Zhongxia army did not have the ability to pose a threat to the artillery of the Rising Sun Army. In order to make it more convenient for the artillery to carry the shells when firing, all the shells were placed next to the emplacement. It was precisely because of this that the artillery battalion's high explosive shells directly exploded these stacked shells.
The violent explosion directly twisted the Type 94 Mountain Cannon into a fried dough twist. The captain of the alliance, Yamamoto Kazuo, was also affected. His wretched and short body was thrown high into the sky like a broken bag before falling heavily. Even in death, he still did not understand why the Central Xia army suddenly had so many cannons.
The security regiment's artillery bombardment took out thirty-two of the thirty-six Type 94 Mountain Cannons of the 11th Artillery Regiment of the Rising Sun Army. The two 150mm howitzers that were especially reinforced were also destroyed. Hundreds of Rising Sun soldiers and their captain Yamamoto Kazuo returned to their hometown in the Rising Sun Army. The remaining four Type 94 Mountain Cannons did not dare to fight back and went into hiding.
When the 11th Regiment Regiment Commander Yamamuro Munetake heard the sudden explosion from the 11th Mountain Cannon Regiment, he immediately thought that something had happened to the Mountain Cannon Regiment.
That was the only artillery regiment of the 11th division.
"Major General, the Eleven Mountain Cannon Regiment has called. Ten minutes ago, our artillery position was attacked by the Chinese army. A total of 32 Type 94 Mountain Cannons and two Type 150 Howitzers were destroyed. 731 casualties, and the captain Yamamoto Kazuo was killed!”
A signalman rushed into the command center in a panic and reported the telegram he had just received.
"Baka!"
When he heard that the Mountain Cannon Regiment had been destroyed, the enraged Yamamuro Munetaka immediately pulled out his commanding knife and cut the command desk into two. The various combat staff officers and signalmen in the command headquarters were shocked by their commander's sudden outburst, but they quickly returned to normal and continued with their work.
"Major General, is the attack on the Chinese army still going on?”
Chief of Staff Oda Tadataka asked.
"The full-scale attack plan has been suspended. The 22nd regiment will send out a small unit to probe the firepower of the Chinese garrison on the opposite side. Find out the number of the Chinese garrison and send a report to the base camp. This afternoon, our 11th Mountain Cannon Regiment suffered heavy losses from the Chinese army's artillery fire and has lost its combat ability.”
The counterattack of the artillery of the Security Regiment caused the bombardment of the Rising Sun Army to only last for a short period of time and did not cause much damage to the Security Regiment.
"Bah! Bah!"
After spitting out the sand in his mouth, Zhong Yuzhan stood up and peeked out of the trench to observe. A large-scale attack had yet to arrive. There was only a small group of Rising Sun soldiers who were hunched over and attacking the position where Zhong Yuzhan was. Presumably, the artillery had already taken out the Mountain Cannon Regiment of the Rising Sun Army. Without the cover of artillery, the Rising Sun Army did not dare to launch a large-scale attack.
"Pass down my order. This is only a probing attack by the Rising Sun soldiers. All machine guns are not to fire! Close the distance to a hundred meters and use the rifle to finish them off.”
The order was quickly passed to every corner of the frontline. Zhong Yu picked up an SLVT40 and aimed at the team leader of the Rising Sun Army. Although he was not at the front of the team, the bright commanding sword in his hand still made Zhong Yu target him at a glance.
"Fight!"
The Rising Sun Army had just entered the critical distance of 100 meters when Zhong Yu gave the order to attack.
A scorching 7.92mm bullet shot out of Zhong Yu's gun and hit the head of the captain of the Rising Sun Army. The bullet rolled and deformed after penetrating the helmet of the unlucky soldier, sending half of his head flying. The brains of the soldiers beside him were splattered all over their faces.
The Rising Sun Army's military discipline was truly impressive. Even after witnessing the tragic death of their squad leader, the rest of the Rising Sun Army did not panic. They only paused for a moment before continuing to attack under the lead of a commander.
Even if the general purpose machine guns did not fire, hundreds of semi-automatic rifles were not something a small team of the Rising Sun Army could withstand. The dense bullets instantly took out more than half of the Rising Sun Army. The remaining Rising Sun Army soldiers reacted quickly and immediately hid in the nearest craters to start shooting at the security guards. However, this was also the first time Zhong Yu had seen the precision of the Rising Sun Army's marksmanship.
In the past, Zhong Yu had seen articles boasting about the marksmanship of the Rising Sun Army on the Internet. It was said that the average soldier of the Rising Sun Army could achieve a 60% hit rate from a distance of 300 meters, an 80% hit rate from a distance of 200 meters, and a perfect hit rate from a distance of 100 meters. Zhong Yu had scoffed at this, but he had no choice but to believe it today.
Even though they were suppressed by the firepower, the first round of retaliation from the Rising Sun Army still managed to hit more than a dozen soldiers of the Security Regiment. Most of them were shot in the head and died immediately. On the other hand, other than a few elite soldiers who were directly recruited from the base, the rest of the soldiers, whether they were base soldiers or ordinary soldiers, were all new recruits. Although the bullets were fired happily, not many actually hit their targets.
"Bang bang bang"
Another few soldiers of the Security Corps died.
"You can't fight like this! There were only a few dozen people from the Rising Sun Empire who had attacked tentatively, and they had already caused such a huge number of casualties. What if there were hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people on the other side? No wonder the exchange rate of the Rising Sun Army was one to six.”
"Mortars! Beat them up! They killed so many of my brothers, don't even think about going back today!"
"Tong"
Upon receiving the order, the 60 mortars deployed at the front line opened fire.
Since his marksmanship couldn't compare to yours, then I'll compete with you in firepower. With the Red Alert base as his backing, Zhong Yu isn't afraid of anyone in terms of firepower.
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