On December 11, 1937, the 33rd Wing of the 16th Division of the Japanese Army, attached to the 3rd Brigade of the 35th Wing, stormed the Purple Mountain position of the Teaching Corps under the cover of tanks, but failed to make progress under the stubborn resistance of the defenders. The third captain of the 35th Wing, Guan Yuan Meiji Shaozo, was killed. After nightfall, in order to consume the strength of the defenders, the 33rd Wing began to set fire to the mountain and inflicted mountain artillery bombardment, and the defenders' fortifications were seriously damaged.

The fire burned all night, and before the smell of burnt and smoke had cleared, the officers and men returned to their respective positions to repair the damaged fortifications.

The western heights were gray and black, and because of the high terrain and the lack of wood, the damage was not serious, but the main position was miserable, the bunkers and heavy machine gun positions reinforced with logs and trees were missing, and even the command post was half burned down, and everyone was rushing to repair it.

Zhang Wei raised the telescope in his hand to look into the distance, but the early morning mist blocked his vision.

Last night's fire burned all night, presumably the Japanese army was determined to win today, tidying up the fortifications, the soldiers were waiting for the day, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, Zhang Wei took He Kun Qiu Wei and other four platoon commanders to swim in the trenches, on the one hand, to check, on the other hand, to encourage the soldiers, Dong Erli is taking the soldiers of the mortar squad, in the trench repeated the explanation of the use of grenadiers. Seeing Zhang Wei coming, Dong Erli hurriedly got up and stood upright.

"Sit down" Zhang Wei waved his hand, how were they practicing

"It's all right, but there are no live ammunition, four grenadiers, four grenadier groups, we plan to divide them into two groups, let's command a group, the deputy squad leader commands a group, and the remaining two soldiers follow us to observe and swim, the two are arranged in one direction, and the main position and our high ground can be taken care of." Dong Erli said confidently.

Zhang Wei nodded with satisfaction: Well, yes, let's do it, if you and I are alive, I will definitely get a real mortar for you, if we both fold, then forget it.

Dong Erli smiled and watched Zhang Wei leave before continuing his work.

Qiu Wei and He Kun followed behind Zhang Wei, Qiu Wei asked: "Company commander, can we hold today, I listened carefully just now, and looked, there was a lot of commotion at the headquarters of Fuguishan, as if it had been artillery, and the 87th Division's position, the gunfire was very loud yesterday, and there was no movement today." ”

He Kun also glanced at Zhang Wei suspiciously. Zhang Wei thought to himself: Just these people, if they still have a day, it is not certain whether they can survive the afternoon. This Qiu Wei is a good person, and he will also observe other troops.

"Don't think about it too much, there will be a decision from above, if you really can't keep it, there will be an order, there are still so many people, let's guard it first." Seeing Zhang Wei's firm attitude, the two had no other thoughts in their hearts.

Zhang Wei also returned to the position, the big battle is going on, the army's morale is unstable, but it will be bad, he must stabilize a few platoon commanders, although he himself knows that this afternoon in history, the retreat order will be chaotic for all the troops, and his arrival will not produce enough to change the overall situation of the "butterfly effect." ”

Lying in a sturdy trench and clenching the gun in your hand, only this is the most real. The fog had lifted, and the winter sun was shining through. The Japanese are afraid that they are about to start attacking, according to the past practice, as long as the vision is clear and the weather is good, the Japanese army will attack immediately, and now the conditions for the attack have long been met, but the opposite side has been slow to move.

Looks like it's going to be big.

On the artillery position of the 16th Division, the commander of the artillery wing was receiving orders and vague reminders from the staff officers of the division and regimental headquarters, the troops attacked for three days in a row, and it took less than a day and a half to take several secondary positions on the heights of the Zhongshan Mausoleum and the periphery, the main position of the Purple Mountain is indeed not easy to attack, but with such fierce artillery fire and the cooperation of armored vehicles and tanks, the position is still controlled by the Zhi Na soldiers, the division commander is very angry, and the infantry wing commander below is scolded bloody, he thinks that the artillery wing is also responsible, although he said that he can't make mistakes, What is the responsibility, but in the opinion of the division commander, for not taking the position, everyone is guilty.

Breakthroughs have been made in Guanghuamen, Qixia Mountain and other places, but only the 16th Division is still standing still, and Gu Shoufu is of course angry.

Today's delay in the attack is a wake-up call. At the same time, it is also to make the artillery more prepared for fire.

According to the data of the altimeter and rangefinder, the artillery in the column adjusted the pitch and elevation of the artillery, and some of the gunners who had newly installed periscope mirrors were aiming at it. The shells next to the artillery are piling up, and today, they must all be fired.

Boom, a cannon sounded, the four doors and 38 field guns fired first, this is a school gun, and the sounding balloon raised in the rear should be corrected according to the impact point of the shell to shoot Zhu Yuan.

On the Purple Mountain, several shells smashed on the main position, and the western heights on the right flank were safe.

A minute later, the sound of the shells whistling came, and the entire field artillery wing began today's firepower preparations, and the 75 mountain guns under the wing also adjusted the elevation angle and joined the shooting.

Bombs have also begun to fall on the western highlands, and the main position has long been a sea of fire.

"Don't touch the ground in your chest and abdomen, leave it empty, don't shatter your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys." Zhang Wei pulled his throat and tried his best to remind.

The veterans in the team were very calm, but those who were newly replenished yesterday had never seen this scene, and the bold ones were okay, some of the timid ones were already frightened, sitting on the ground and unable to move, and the veterans around them dragged back desperately to save their lives. The mental and physical torture made some of the transporters cry. Soon, the cry was silenced by the sound of the second round of extended fire, which hit the top of the hill, and the flying stones fell down, and the two unfortunate eggs on the western heights were struck and turned into a field of flesh and blood.

A few high-pitched shells flew over, and a few hundred meters behind the mountain, that was the regiment headquarters, Zhang Wei thought worriedly.

An unbearable transporter threw away his gun and ran out of the trench, crying and running.

"Come back, come back." Zhang Wei and the other soldiers shouted at the same time.

In the end, he failed to escape the shells and was blown to pieces on the front hillside. The main position was also boiling, the gentle terrain was destined to suffer more shells, Zhang Wei squinted his eyes and saw that half of the civil bunker they had worked so hard to repair had been blown away, and along with the logs in the sky, there were also the corpses of even soldiers.

After the forward extension, the artillery fire began to fire in the opposite direction, and after the previous artillery fire was extended in the positive direction, they stopped. But this time, in order to make the shelling more intense, they chose a different way to stop, the artillery fire extended from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then ploughed back from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and the shrapnel from the reverse crackled on the sandbags.

Fortunately, the terrain of the western highlands is good, and after the shelling, Zhang Wei thought that less than ten people were killed in the shelling. Thanks to the good terrain, Zhang Wei and the soldiers patted away the dirt on their bodies and stood back in the trenches, ready to meet the baptism of infantry charge. Faintly you can still hear the painful cries and roars of the main position.

I hope that Rao Guowen and Camp Commander Lu will have a good life