At the beginning of the shelling, it was only one by one falling on the position or exploding around the position.

With the more than 30 shells scattered in front of them in different positions, after the end of the Japanese artillery test firing, the position was no longer bombed one by one, but one by one.

The 800-meter-wide and 60-meter-deep summit is not very large, but it is also hundreds of thousands of square meters, nearly 0.5 square kilometers.

However, under the indiscriminate bombardment of the 12 howitzers, there was a sea of fire everywhere, and debris and wood flew everywhere in the artillery fire. A terrible wave of air swept everything up on the surface and smashed it down.

The old monkey didn't have time to argue with Lin Hao about what the opening did not open. Even if he was depressed and desperate for death because of the heavy casualties in the infantry squad, the only thing he could do now was to cover his ears with his hands, curl up on the ground and prop his elbows on the ground to keep his chest and abdomen from touching the ground while shaking like he was sitting in the turbulent sea.

Otherwise, even if the two of them were lucky enough not to be hit by the shell, they would have been injured by the violent concussion caused by the grenade explosion and quietly died. Both of them are veterans, and they subconsciously use the most correct way to hide in the anti-artillery hole.

As for whether you can survive or not, it can only depend on God.

When the first grenade of the fleeing Japanese troops on the ground below exploded across the sky, the speed of escape increased by two percent again.

Compared to the mortars pursued by the Chinese, the 105 howitzer with the grim reaper scream was obviously much more terrifying.

A 4-kilogram mortar shell may take the lives of one or two people, but an 18-kilogram 105 howitzer can kill a quarter of the people in the run.

Even though they were 500 or 600 meters away from the top of the mountain, the scorching heat from the explosion of the shells on the top of the mountain still seemed to burn their butts.

Not to mention them, even the three tanks, like frightened rabbits, ran down the hill at full speed. Si Ben Hao Nan knows very well, don't look at the machine guns of the Chinese, they are swaggering, that is because the Chinese have no artillery. Even if it was just an infantry gun, their thin-skinned ironclad car would have to be beaten to slag. The 20-mm machine guns of the Chinese on the previous positions have proved that steel plates more than 20 mm thick are really fragile.

Not to mention the 105 howitzer, even if it doesn't hit head-on, that air wave alone can overturn a 15-ton tank.

A grenade that exploded more than 200 meters away from the routers made them speed up again.

Including the duo of Second Lieutenant Matsuda, who were already more than 300 meters ahead of them, even if they were already 800 meters away from the center of the shelling, the faces of Captain Matsuda and "Sooner or Later Death" were still pale.

The terrible smoke of the 105 howitzer's destruction rose one after another, and the nearest one was only a few hundred meters away.

"Baga, quick, quick, run." Captain Matsuda completely gave up the dignity of a bullshit squad leader at this moment, and expressed his heart so bluntly to the private for the first time.

That is, hurry up. If you don't run faster, you will be turned to ashes by the frenzied shelling of Nakasa, a feather bird.

The second-class soldier was in a hurry and ran away without supporting this senior officer who could save his life, and directly carried the one-legged Second Lieutenant Matsuda on his back, gritting his teeth and puffing out his cheeks, his eyes were a little protruding, and he ran wildly.

Ahead of the squadron of tanks that were already at full power, ahead of more than a hundred colleagues who were also desperately fleeing under the pursuit of mortar shells, they ran wildly.

Brainwashed by ****, they have always shouted "onboard" to launch a brave charge against the enemy, the infantrymen known as the Imperial Japanese Army, after all their courage was exhausted by the rain of bullets of the independent regiment, in front of their own shells, they are just like a group of frightened rats, and the speed of escape can completely refresh the record in the history of the Japanese army.

Holding the binoculars and looking at the Hatori Nakasa, who had been completely enveloped in gunpowder smoke, the look on his face was incomprehensible, and no one knew whether he was glad that the group of routs had escaped quickly enough, or whether he was extremely angry because of the frightened appearance of the routs.

The battlefield on both flanks became irrelevant because of the sudden change in the situation on the main battlefield, because of the fire of the howitzers, the Japanese 2nd Infantry Brigade took the initiative to retreat the soldiers back and pull away to avoid being accidentally injured by their own artillery fire.

Don't look at the distance, there are still nearly a thousand meters, but no one dares to guarantee that the muzzle of the cannon is slightly crooked, and the shell will hit this side. The two commanders of the 772nd Regiment on the top of the hill saw that the Japanese had taken the initiative to retreat and no longer attacked, so they dismounted from the donkey and withdrew the main infantry force on the hilltop position to the rear. The scorching wave of air from a thousand meters away even the madman generals who have always fought without fear of life trembled slightly, he was not afraid of death, but it did not mean that he did not cherish the lives of the officers and soldiers under his command. With the power of such a cannon, all bravery and strength will turn into powder.

However, the Japanese artillery was like taking medicine, and they didn't care about the two wings at all, but just desperately poured shells on the main position of the old pass. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes。。。。。。 The bombardment lasted almost 20 minutes and it didn't stop.

The hill that carried the position in the old pass trembled in the raging artillery fire. Not to mention the top of the mountain, which is like a stormy mountaintop, it is 200 meters away from the top of the mountain, and the horse lantern hanging on the top of the pit is also shaking, and the dust is frightening.

Liu Lang and Ye Zifei, who were sitting in the tunnel, both had solemn faces, and the situation on the top of the mountain was conceivable, and the four soldiers of the second platoon and the third squad of the company who stayed behind did not know what was going on.

The telephone line had been blown up fifteen minutes earlier, and the soldier hiding in the bunker of the front headquarters had not sent back a message for fifteen minutes.

Of course, Liu Lang was not worried that the Japanese would attack at this time, if they really thought they were immortal Xiaoqiang.

Even the Third Reich Army, which had the most powerful infantry and artillery coordination in this era, was not capable of making the infantry charge under such artillery fire. He was just worried about his four soldiers.

In the third squad of the infantry, except for the four wounded soldiers who were sent back to the rear hospital for rescue, only those four people remained. And two of the four wounded soldiers are too seriously injured, and whether they can survive tonight depends on two questions.

If...... The third squad of the infantry can basically announce the abolition of the formation. Seeing that he was sitting two meters away from the mouth of the tunnel, Cen Changqing, the leader of the second platoon of the second platoon who couldn't pull anyone away, knew how tormented he was in his heart.

But Liu Lang also understood the young platoon commander, he just wanted to get closer to his soldiers.

And the shelling was only the first step of the Japanese army. Twenty minutes later, the guards at the mouth of the tunnel blew a bamboo whistle, which was an air raid siren.

In the rumbling cannon, the roar of the Japanese engine in the sky gradually reached Liu Lang's ears.

The Japanese army even sent bombers again, risking being shot down.

Through the observation holes, more than a dozen Japanese planes loomed in the clouds, and a string of bombs was dropped from high in the sky.

The three anti-aircraft positions hidden deep in the mountains all opened heavy fire. There are 3,000 infantry in the entire Jiuguan area, and even if the air defense positions are completely destroyed, it is necessary to ensure that the Japanese planes cannot drop bombs below 1,000 meters, otherwise, the losses will be unbearable.

However, the purpose of the Japanese planes this time was obviously not to compete with the anti-aircraft artillery positions of the Independent Regiment, and they did not dive and bomb, but dropped their bombs in the direction of the main position of Jiuguan at high altitude, and then raised the nose of the aircraft and turned around and left.

The bombs dropped at an altitude of 1,500 meters basically ensured their safety, but the accuracy was much worse; of the 12 Japanese planes dropped at least 20 heavy aerial bombs and dozens of bombs, only two of them hit the main position of Jiuguan, and the rest either fell into the ravine or were thrown on the nearby mountains.

However, even those two are terrifying enough.

The power of the explosion of the 250-pound bomb was that when you sat in the tunnel more than 200 meters away from the top of the mountain, you felt that the tunnel trembled violently, and then it became dark.

Several lanterns hanging on the top of the pit swinged violently and smashed into the top of the pit and shattered.

If you look down from the sky, you can even see through the thick smoke of gunpowder, and a large crater with a diameter of five meters appears on the top of the mountain.

The sturdy machine gun fortifications, which could almost withstand the bombardment of the 105 howitzers, were blown into ruins by the power of 250-pound aerial bombs.

The log, as thick as an adult's waist, was gone, and the 25-millimeter steel plate that had been sandwiched in a barrel full of gravel gasoline to protect against a tank gun was still there, but it was like a piece of paper crumpled by great force, crumpled and diagonally stuck in the position. However, it was more than fifty meters away from where it once was.

The old monkey's battlefield experience saved four soldiers, not to mention that hiding in it would explode into ashes, even if he hid within forty meters from the center of the explosion, he would be shocked to death by the huge energy of the aerial bomb, and there was no luck.

The four machine gun fortifications that had been exposed to the eyes of the Japanese artillery observers were indeed the key targets of the Japanese howitzers, and the shells that fell within a range of three or four hundred meters around were four times as many as those in other positions. In addition to the accidental destruction of one by an aerial bomb, two other places were destroyed by howitzers that had been shelled for 20 minutes, and they would never have been able to be used again without spending time on repairs.

But miraculously, the old monkey and Lin Hao, who were hiding in the cave that could only defend the mountain cannon at most, were still alive, although their bodies were covered with a thick layer of mud, like two mud figures, but they were still blinking and breathing.

Luck, it's really leveraged.

Under this kind of shelling, luck really accounts for the majority of those who can survive.

The unlucky, like the dozen or so Japanese soldiers who dragged at the end, ran only a little slower because they were reluctant to leave behind their compatriots who were unable to move.

A grenade more than 70 meters away from them exploded, and the ferocious wave of air violently overturned the five or six people who had not had time to lie down, not to mention three people who were beaten into blood by the roaring stone fragments and shell skins. At the last moment, when he was about to flee the battlefield, he was killed on the spot.

There were not many Japanese troops left, and in addition to the wounded who were sent for first aid, there were still 160 people standing in front of Hatori Daisa, nearly a squadron.

However, compared with the nearly 400 people in the two squadrons that attacked aggressively before the war, this disgraced team of more than 160 people looked very shabby.

The 1st Infantry Brigade, in this brutal offensive and defensive battle, suffered a casualty rate of 60 percent.