As the leader of the firepower platoon, Liu Jinzuo was looking for the location of the Japanese heavy machine gun from the beginning.

However, while the trees in the mountains provided sufficient cover for the officers and men of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment, they did not abandon the Japanese troops, and the heavy machine guns of the Japanese army were also well hidden with the help of bushes, making it difficult to find them before they opened fire.

However, when the Japanese artillery was beaten by the organized 10 60 guns and hung by the fire, in order to cover the comrades who were attacking the hill, the four heavy machine guns finally began to shoot at the expense of exposing the target. They are also one of the most important threats to the hilltop defenders.

In order to ensure that the Japanese machine gun team would not have the opportunity to carry the heavy machine gun and run away in one fell swoop, Liu Jinzuo calculated the data for a while before determining the firing angle and firing distance of the muzzle, and the four guns under his command, each gun took care of a heavy machine gun fire point, and each gun fired three rapid fires, and all of them had to be fired in ten seconds.

While the Japanese infantry was still suffering grenades on the hillside, twelve shells flew rapidly towards their respective targets, and puffs of smoke rose from the low woods in the mountains.

However, no one knows how effective the shelling will be.

But none of the four heavy machine guns fired again. It proved that the mortar crews of the fire platoon had worked hard to fire at least hundreds of rounds of live ammunition over the years.

As soon as the heavy machine guns, the most important support firepower ----of the Japanese army, stopped, the infantry no longer just threw grenades, but poked out rifles, submachine guns, and light machine guns from the cracks in the rocks and through the shooting holes specially built with sandbags, and fired at the vanguard of the Japanese army, which was already in mourning halfway up the mountain.

In the face of this situation of "the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was delayed and encountered a head wind", the small universe was almost burned out, and the Japanese baggage soldiers who had completely changed from "gold" to "brass" were instantly beaten into headless flies.

Although only 32 people were fired from the top of the hill, which was only half the strength of an infantry squad for the Japanese army, with the equipment of the independent regiment, the firepower of these 32 men in the second platoon was comparable to that of an infantry platoon of American GIs in the Pacific theater in the next seven years.

An infantry battalion of American GIs once faced a decisive charge of thousands of Japanese soldiers, and according to post-war statistics, more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers were killed in front of the infantry battalion's trenches. It was a number that would make any infantry commander stand on end.

Except for the shrubs, which gave the Japanese troops the illusion of stealing bells, there was no other shelter on the hillside. The bushes may be able to block the view, but they will not stop the bullets.

Semi-automatic rifles may still be hunting-style aimed at targets, but submachine guns and DP squad light machine guns are covered strafing any area where people might be hidden.

Originally, these two types of suppressive firearms relied on quantity rather than quality, and the relatively sufficient ammunition determined that the continuous fire strafing of these firing points could reach more than 10 minutes.

Many Japanese soldiers were silent, dying like marmots in the bushes where they were prostrate.

After firing the shells, the mortars re-aimed at the light machine guns and grenadiers of the infantry squadron hiding behind various rocks 200 meters down the hill in an attempt to provide support fire.

For the Japanese light machine gunners and grenadiers, they were also faced with a difficult choice. There are no trenches here where they can carry a gun to change places with a single shot, and there are many stones in the valleys of the Taihang Mountains in China, but it is not said that they are in a row, from one bunker to another, at least five or six meters away. And leaving the bunker may mean death.

The precision shooters of the two fireteams may be the ones with the fewest bullets fired by the defenders at the top of the hill, but when it comes to the number of kills, they are by no means the least.

Ordinary Japanese soldiers were unattractive to them, and only Japanese officers with white gloves and command knives and exposed grenadiers were their favorites. As long as they shoot, although it is not necessarily a one-hit kill, it is either dead or wounded.

After the mortars sent two light machine guns into the sky together with the shooters twice in a row, two more grenadiers died under the guns of the precision shooters while firing grenades to move positions.

Ruthless and decisive, although the remaining grenadiers of the Japanese army after discovering that their companions were sniped by cold guns frantically fired five or six grenades in a row into the suspicious grass on the top of the mountain, they still did not prevent a bullet that pierced through the void and suddenly shot a machine gunner who was rolling on the ground in a row in an attempt to evade his movements with excellent tactics on the cold ground.

There is more than one shooter for the Chinese.

Perhaps only God knows how many more they have.

Anyway, as long as you dare to fire, you will be torn to pieces by mortars falling from the sky in a few seconds; Or, they will be shot by the terrible Chinese gunmen. The bodies of the three companions, who had become cold, used bloody examples to tell the high-risk group of Japanese soldiers about their possible end.

Even if the Japanese army is stubborn, it is still a human being, and it is a human being, so it has to choose and wander between life and death. Even if they know that they are on the verge of life and death now, if they don't rush forward, sooner or later they will die. But there is a difference between dying early and dying late, isn't there?

When the most important firepower of the Japanese army stopped, the infantry in the second platoon on the top of the hill naturally shot more recklessly.

The cannon fodder couldn't bear it anymore, especially after waiting until a minute later, the lieutenant squadron leader could no longer stand his cowardice, took the initiative to jump up and wave his command knife and shouted "board loaded", and then was quickly beaten into a colander by the ferocious fire of the DP machine gun. The Japanese cannon fodder who were still alive jumped up one after another, either retreating frantically with their little short legs, or simply hugging their heads and rolling down the mountain, completely "getting out".

The consequence of exposing one's back to the enemy is, naturally, an even more ugly death. In fact, less than 30 of the more than 160 Japanese troops were able to escape alive, and more than 130 people threw their lives on the slopes of this mountain where they had burned the small universe.

However, they apparently ignored the red-eyed Dazuo's determination to open this passage.

When dozens of "cannon fodder" were seen through the telescope in the midst of the Chinese shooting, the carp Deng Xing gritted his back teeth: "Baga!" This is a disgrace to the Imperial Japanese Army, all dead and dead. ”

As the military order was issued, the cannon fodder had just run down the hill before they had time to run back to their positions, and the guns of the infantry squadron that were still giving them fire support just now burst out like beans. This time, though, not to the top of the mountain, but to their own colleagues.

Moreover, the shooting was extremely accurate, and after a burst of random shooting, nearly 30 Japanese soldiers all fell under their own guns, and none of them remained.

"The Japanese are really ruthless." Seeing this scene, Cen Changqing on the mountain couldn't help but gasp.

The brutality of the Japanese army in shooting their colleagues showed their determination to attack the mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still gunpowder smoke in the bushes on the hillside, and there were still the wounded of the Japanese soldiers who had not completely died in the mountains and fields, no one knew that a minute ago there was a small attack battle here that was extremely tragic for the Japanese army.

Nearly 180 people, lying on the hillsides and in the valley. However, nearly 30 of them did not consume the bullets of the Chinese soldiers.

As a soldier panted and ran from a distance from the rear, anxiously reporting to the staff officer of the wing, the staff officer of the wing approached with a pale face, stared at the battlefield motionlessly with a telescope, and lowered his head and whispered to report the intelligence that the sharp soldiers left in the rear ran over to report with their lives.

There was no expression on the face of the carp, but the muscles on his face suddenly tensed, and the back of the hand holding the handle of the command knife was also bruised.

The worst he had expected had finally arrived.

The vanguard of the Chinese, at least several hundred, had already assembled on the road less than 5 miles from here, and it seemed that they already knew that the 77th Wing was in this mountain, they were waiting for the arrival of the main force, and in ten minutes at most, they would enter the mountains and forests with their entire troops, and this was already the situation twenty minutes ago. If nothing else, the main forces of the Chinese have now entered the mountains, and at the latest, they will arrive at the battlefield in half an hour.

Once surrounded in this mountain forest, the Chinese army of thousands of people hardly had to attack with all their might, and just shelling with their heavily equipped damn mortars, the living space of the entire infantry wing would be forced to become smaller and smaller. It's like a giant python wrapping around its prey, its huge body gradually tightening, waiting for its prey to suffocate and die, and then opening its huge mouth to devour it completely. The final outcome of the 20th Infantry Wing of the 77th Division was doomed.

If you don't make a decision.

"Order the whole army, no matter what kind of troops, to be incorporated into infantry squadrons, with squadrons as units, imperial warriors, follow me, to serve the emperor, long live the charge." The muscles on his face were constantly twitching, and he pulled out his command knife and gave the last military order to the front. "Gentlemen, the empire is prosperous."

"Hey! The empire is prosperous! A glint of sorrow flashed in the eyes of the officials around Lidengxing, but they all bowed their heads heavily and received the military order.

The more than 1,000 remnants of the 77th Infantry Wing, who were in a desperate situation, did not choose to wait for reinforcements in the mountains, but instead adopted the decisive hurdle charge used in the Russo-Japanese War in an attempt to open the last passage of life.

If he chooses to wait for reinforcements, his more than 1,000 people will be surrounded by nearly 10,000 troops of the 17th Division, the 772nd Regiment, the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment, the Death Battalion, and the Panshi Battalion, and the 10 105 howitzers that were freed up after the 78th Infantry Wing were completely eliminated, and under the guidance of artillery observers, they only needed five rounds of shelling at most, and they didn't have to wait until noon, and his more than 1,000 people would be completely buried here.

Assaulting the line of defense is the only and most correct choice for them.

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