The 10 minutes of fire in the artillery fire tested not only the courage of the soldiers on both sides.

At the same time, there is also the patience of the commanders on both sides, the tolerance of casualties, and whoever can't help it is the loser.

Don't look at the four infantry squads of the first company are under artillery fire, but they are still in the trenches, and as long as the shells are not particularly close, they can at least drill into the trenches and avoid the terrible air wave attacks.

Of course, if the shell explodes in the trench, then you can only consider yourself unlucky, a mountain artillery shell can kill everyone in the trench more than ten meters long, and there is no luck.

Four infantry squads of nearly 50 people, the reason why more than 10 people were killed in the battle, five of them because a shell fell into the trench and died on the spot, more than 10 people were wounded, and four seriously wounded were carried down the mountain by the stretcher team for treatment.

However, only a small half of those were killed or injured by bullets.

However, the Japanese troops 100 meters before the position had no trenches, and they not only had to endure the strafing and suppression of more than ten light and heavy machine guns of the four machine guns of the Chinese on the position, but also had to endure the shells of their own people that fell on their positions from time to time.

The absence of trenches means that there is no dodge from the murderous wave of the explosion of a 6.5-kilogram projectile. In 10 minutes, at least 60 or 70 Japanese soldiers were swept away by the air of their own shells, and the number was even more than the officers and men of a company who were fired thousands of bullets from the position.

If you are wounded by a bullet, you still have a chance to fight the infection caused by bacteria, and see if you can escape the scythe wielded by Uncle Death. But he was injured by the wave of cannonballs, but he even lost this opportunity. The violent air wave is enough to crack the internal organs of the human body, and that injury, even after eighty years, can make all kinds of brick beasts scratch their heads, let alone this era.

Ye Zihua had already impulsively wanted to put the last four infantry squads up several times to increase his strength and collapse this stubborn Japanese army in one fell swoop, but he was blocked back by Liu Lang's extremely cold eyes that had been staring at the battlefield.

It was tragic, but the casualties were still within Liu Lang's acceptable range. The howitzers that flew in the air but bombarded the rear of the battlefield reminded Liu Lang that the Japanese commander who was fighting against him was cunning enough, and used the artillery battle to find the artillery position of the independent regiment and wanted to destroy it in one fell swoop.

At that time, it will not be the price of the four infantry squads being disabled, it will be the death of one battalion and one company of the entire independent regiment.

As a regiment-level commander, Liu Lang is no longer the little special forces soldier who was angry and crazy about the casualties of his comrades in time and space. Considering the big picture, accepting casualties has been another important skill he has learned in several battles.

Never underestimate the madness of the Japanese or how much they are afraid of death, the so-called elite of the Japanese army in front of the position, in the eyes of the Japanese upper class aristocrats, are just a bunch of mountain people and fishermen, and they don't care so much about the number of casualties.

Liu Lang can only wait now, waiting for the opponent's front-line commander to take the initiative to retreat after no longer being able to stand the heavy casualties, and then it will be the time to beat the water dogs.

Even if you don't counter-charge and kill them cleanly, do you really think that the mortars of the independent regiment are dry food?

At this time, the Chinese and Japanese commanders on the two flank positions were frightened by the tragic attack and defense of "killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 self" on the central main position.

They called their respective commanders to ask if they were going to change their tactics.

"Commander Liu, why is the little devil red-eyed and desperate in this first battle? Can the independent regiment withstand it? If the brothers are in difficulty, do you want me to give the devils a hard blow, blow the trumpet and make a counter-charge with them, even if you can't beat them, you have to scare the son of a bitch back. Deputy Head Wang was extremely straightforward on the phone.

Typical rectum, which fits his personality very well.

If it was someone else, just hearing him ask if he could stand it, it was estimated that he would have to turn his face on the spot. Fortunately, Liu Lang knows this person's personality, and he has always been like this, not to mention his peers, I'm afraid that his brigade commander is here, and he also thinks of what he says.

"Deputy Regiment Commander Wang, please rest assured here, don't say that the first company on the position still has 70% combat effectiveness, and there are still two infantry companies on standby in the trenches of the position! The little devil doesn't have that ability. Liu Lang's face remained unchanged when he held the phone, "However, the counter-charge you said can be done, but not today。。。。。。 ”

His eyes returned to the battlefield, and Liu Lang's face finally showed a cold smile: "Now, little devil, I finally can't help it and wants to run away." ”

On the position, Captain Hideta, who was hiding in the shell crater, watched as the soldiers under his command were constantly shot down by the fierce fire of the Chinese, and constantly blown up by shells flying from the rear. He even saw Hidekawa Narihito, the leader of the 2nd Infantry Squad under his command, wielding a command knife and bravely commanding his soldiers to fight, but was targeted by Chinese machine guns, and dozens of machine gun bullets were fired on the stones where he was hiding with sparks.

However, Xiuchuan Narihito, who firmly hid himself behind the stones, still did not evade the Chinese's terrible machine guns, and a machine gun attracted to it actually shot at the natural stalagmite that was seventy or eighty centimeters high for nearly a minute, until the stalagmite was broken little by little, and finally the exposed Second Lieutenant Xiuchuan Chengren was killed.

Hideta Gorengeng will never forget that he was only twenty meters away from him, and Hidekawa Narihito looked at him in a minute with a look of despair, and there was a pleading。。。。。 But more than that, there is a lot of resentment.

Yes, if it weren't for the fact that he, the squadron leader, was not allowed to retreat, the young man who had just graduated from the infantry school for two years might not have died on this hillside!

Swept away by machine-gun and machine-gun shells, the good-looking second lieutenant was even knocked out of his upper body. Xiutian Wurengeng didn't even dare to look at the moment when the stalagmite was blown up, and even lowered his once arrogant head for the first time.

He had even forgotten how happy he had laughed when he used a knife to split the head of a woman in a Chinese village with a baby in her arms, and split it in half with the baby.

If it weren't for someone to stop him, he would even want to pose next to the corpse of the village woman who was still spurting blood, and the baby was still waving her little hands, and sent it back to his parents and wife, so that they could see how he conquered the poor and ignorant land of China.

At that moment, he realized that when death came, he was worse than the Chinese village woman who spat on his face. At least she was still standing, not curled up in the crater like him, not daring to look at the death of her colleagues, and even less daring to wave her command knife to continue to direct the soldiers to attack and advance.

He is afraid, he is afraid of being seen by those crazy Chinese, who will also cover this place with crazy machine guns and machine guns!

"Alternate cover, retreat!" Hideta Gorenko, who quietly dropped his command knife and took off his captain's collar badge and put it in his purse, finally made up his mind and gave the Japanese army an order to retreat.

I've lost the pride of the Imperial Army, so I can't even lose my life!

On the battlefield, the Japanese signal corps sounded the siren for retreating.

All the Japanese soldiers were relieved, and some of them continued to shoot on the ground, while others dragged the wounded down the hill by their legs and began to evacuate the battlefield that was hell for them.

As for the corpse, they couldn't care about it at this time.

Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, this battle, at this moment, is basically over.

The four infantry squads on the position can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and they no longer have to fire at the Japanese army under artillery fire, if it continues for another ten minutes, the Japanese army will certainly suffer heavy casualties, but there are not a few infantry squads left in these four infantry squads that stick to the position. The strongest company of that battalion was almost disabled.

And this is only the first battle of the old pass!

The Japanese soldiers on the position were ambushed, and there were at least nearly 200 people in a rough look, and in terms of casualties, this battle could be described as a complete victory, but Liu Lang's heart couldn't be happy.

The casualties of a company have not yet been counted, but they will definitely not be less than 40. And such a battle will be fought for at least four to five days, which means that more than 100 people will never see his parents, wives and children again, and there will be more than 100 graves in the Guangyuan Martyrs Cemetery of the Independent Regiment.

At the foot of the mountain, the Japanese 1st Infantry Brigade of the Hatori Nakasa was even more sad, the loss of dozens of people in the previous battle had made him feel painful, and this battle was even more heavy to make him unacceptable.

Two infantry squadrons, can one or most of them come back? The smoke of gunpowder blocked his vision, and the figure of the Japanese army who fled in a hurry was still in the rising gunsmoke.

This offensive and defensive battle ended in his defeat.

However, the Chinese, thinking that this is the final end, think that they have won? Even if it's a win, it's a pyrrhic victory.

Raising his hand and looking at the watch on his wrist, the eyes of the Hatori Nakasa Yin Vulture were not sad, but more terrifying and fierce, making the staff officer next to him sweat coldly.

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PS: Because I accompanied my old mother to the hospital early in the morning to line up for a number hospitalization examination, I didn't go home until more than 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

However, the hospital bed is too tight and I am not admitted to the hospital, and the cystoscopy must be hospitalized to do it, so I can only continue to queue up tomorrow, hoping that the examination will be done tomorrow, so that Fengyue's heart will be a little calmer. Thank you all for your understanding and blessings, thank you.