All the mortars of the second regiment were concentrated in two places, and they poured shells into the positions that had not yet been fully arranged by the devils, although they were not as good as the cluster bombardment of howitzers, but the momentum was not much worse.

Although the Japanese troops on the position were on alert, they could not withstand the large number of shells, and the bombardment still caused them a lot of casualties.

Kawashima's troops had fought with the troops of the Twelfth Army, and he had some knowledge of Sun Yumin's firepower and combat effectiveness, and he was not surprised by this almost crazy artillery fire, and it was rare that he was not angry because of his own casualties. He was now thinking about how to deal with the infantry charge when the shelling stopped.

The tactic used by the Japanese army was to charge the infantry after artillery bombardment or aircraft bombing, and this seemingly unreliable tactic achieved great success in the early stage of the engagement.

In fact, this cannot be said to be how good this tactic is, but it is really because the weapons and equipment of the Chinese army at that time were too weak, but with the deepening of the war, the Chinese army gritted its teeth and shrunk on a diet, and gradually kept up with the weapons and equipment.

And what will be after the almost frenzied shelling of the Chinese army at the moment? Kawashima probably had it in his mind.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after muttering to several captains around him, he actually sat down, as if he had great confidence in the next battle.

Huang Wei pressed the bullets into the pistol magazine one by one, compared to the M19O3 nicknamed "Horse Brand Picker", in fact, he prefers to use the German barge gun, but since the change of American equipment, except for the private collection, it is difficult to find the barge gun imported from Germany in the second regiment, he is really a little regretful now, why didn't he think of hiding one privately.

"Tuanza, there are still five minutes before the shelling is over, we should prepare to attack!"

Sun Yumin has a rigid requirement for infantry and artillery coordinated operations, he will not be like the Japanese army and other national army units, must wait for the artillery fire to completely stop before attacking, after so many bloody battles, whether it is the second regiment or any unit of the 12th army, the coordinated operation of artillery and infantry has tended to a mature stage.

The five minutes before the end of the artillery bombardment is the best time to attack, and the troops can quickly approach the enemy's position with the powerful suppressive force of the artillery attack, and as soon as the artillery fire is over, the enemy can immediately start the offensive, and it is a close-range offensive, when the enemy is not yet &#o39 ready.

"Attack!"

Huang Wei squeezed out these two words from the depths of his throat, as if he was killing a god in the world, bringing a great sense of oppression.

Under the endless smoke of gunpowder, amid the rumbling of artillery, almost all the troops of the 2nd Regiment stepped on the flying loess and rushed towards the Japanese position that was constantly blazing.

No one cares about the sound of shells constantly whistling in the air, and no one cares whether the impact point of the cannonballs will be by their side, the eyes of all the soldiers of the Second Regiment are the same firmness, and the goals of all the soldiers of the Second Regiment are directly aimed at the position of the devils.

"The Chinese army is attacking!" (The Chinese army is attacking!) Even if the explosion of the shells was deafening, the screams of the lookouts left by the devils on the positions could still be heard clearly.

How can it be? The shelling did not look like it was going to weaken at all, and the Chinese army attacked? Aren't they afraid of being bombed by their own people? Kawashima listened in disbelief to the report of his subordinates.

"Your Excellency Dazuo、何が真かに、中国军はすでに我々の地に入ってきて、どうしたらいいの?" (Your Excellency, it is true, the Chinese army is already starting to pounce on our positions, what should we do?) ）

"どうしよう?どうしたらいいの?命令部に地を移す!" (What to do?) What else can I do? Order the troops to take position! Kawashima shouted with a roar.

"しかし、中国军の炮はまだしており、强的に地に到达すると、troop に大きな被害を与えかねない." (However, the shelling of the Chinese army continued, and forcing them to the position would cause great casualties to the troops.) ）

"野郎、场に行かないのは、中国军を待っていて杀されるのか?" (Bastard, don't go to the position, are you waiting for the Chinese army to rush down and kill us?) Kawashima's eyes bulged out, like two bull's eyes, and the officers who came to report trembled with fright.

The Japanese army is a force poisoned by the spirit of bushido, ferocious to the limit, Kawashima only gave an order, and did not even show his face, only to be bombed off the position of a large group of devils, and braved dense artillery fire to the position that is not yet a position, even one by one, groups of devils were sent to meet their Amaterasu God by shell fragments, even if this one, that one devil wounded soldier is holding his severed limbs and stumps and howling wolves, even if from time to time there are one after another people around them are taken away from life, But more devil soldiers rushed into the trenches as if they were desperate.

The sixth, seventh, and eighth battalions are advancing quickly towards the devil's position in a huge fan, and the devil soldiers are not afraid of death, so how can the soldiers of the second regiment be people who are afraid of death?

Seeing that they were about to approach the fast charging line, the devil's machine gun under heavy artillery fire finally sounded the first sound, and at the same time, the sound of artillery also came from the rear of the devil's position, and they let their position almost be plowed by the artillery fire of the Chinese army, and they tolerated it without exposure, and at this moment, it was finally lifted from its veil.

Unlike the pure mortar shells of the Second Regiment, the grenadiers most commonly used by the devils also began to throw grenades at this time.

Because the distance between the enemy and the enemy has been very close, Huang Wei is really not afraid of mortars with large calibers, but he is a little afraid of the grenadier canister equipped to the squad like the devil, although its power is small, but it can also be bombed at close range, plus the devil is usually equipped in large quantities, so in fact, the grenadier canister is the same as the light and heavy machine gun of the devil, it is the most needed, the most important, and the firepower point that must be solved.

From the first heavy machine gun sound of the devils to the grenades thrown by the grenadiers falling into the impact line of the second regiment, the battalions immediately suffered casualties, and at this time, there were still more than two minutes before the end of their own artillery bombardment.

Huang Wei was in a dilemma, not to attack, because the distance was too close, the devil's light and heavy machine guns and grenades would cause heavy losses to his troops, if he attacked, his own shells would not rush to the position because of his own people, and the fragments would go around the soldiers of the second regiment.

"Damn, it's a big deal to make trouble with the devil and end up together!" Huang Wei gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Blow the &#o39; charge trumpet for me!" ”

The little ghost who saw Wang Youcai's sacrifice had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. He jumped on a big rock and blew the brass trumpet with his chest held high!

Tick tick tick, tick tick......

When Youyang's charge horn sounded on the battlefield, all the officers and men of the Second Regiment who participated in the attack, like a tiger descending from a mountain, rushed towards the devil's position that was close at hand, as if their own shells that kept falling on the enemy's position would not cause damage to themselves, as if the devil's heavy machine gun bullets like a rooster could not kill people.

In an instant, on this battlefield with a radius of less than two miles, the sound of cannons, gunfires, and shouts of killing formed a blood-surging war song!

On the way to charge, the more you rush to the front, the greater the fatal damage received, the devil infantry has no time to pull the bolt, except for the machine gunners, all the devil soldiers are frantically throwing grenades, this huge forty-eight petal grenades, to the soldiers of the second regiment caused great damage and resistance.

The soldiers of the second regiment fell layer by layer, and continued to rush forward layer by layer, I don't know which soldier took the lead in making the action of directly falling on the grenade that was about to explode, and more and more soldiers of the second regiment directly used their bodies to block this fatal injury for more comrades.

The tragic scene deeply stabbed &#o39; the hearts of every soldier of the Second Regiment, and the bravery of the comrades-in-arms made more soldiers rush forward, it didn't matter if they sacrificed themselves, as long as the comrades-in-arms could step on their corpses and kill the devil's position, it would be enough.

Two streams of heat flowed through Huang Wei's cheeks, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, or his own blood and the blood of the soldiers, he quickened his pace, and shouted in his mouth: "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

The artillery observer was stunned for a moment when he saw the fierce charge of his own infantry, but when the loud sound of the military horn fell into his ears through the sound of gunfire, and when the shouts of killing all over the mountains penetrated into his cochlea, his blood boiled and he waved a flag at the artillery position.

Huang Wei could clearly feel that his artillery fire was more intensive, and there was always a pause of one and a half minutes in the middle of the previous shelling, but now there was almost no gap of a few seconds, and a series of explosions exploded on the devil's position, and in an instant, the second regiment could feel that the pressure on the front was much less.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and although the soldiers of the 2nd Regiment who rushed to the front had almost entered the killing radius of the shell explosion, none of them stopped.

Huang Wei gasped, his eyes looked at the soldier who rushed to the front, it was a thin soldier, although his body was thin, but his skills were extremely agile, he saw the soldiers around him being hit several times, and he dodged after a few moves, Huang Wei didn't know what his name was, and he didn't know which company he was, but he had a thought in his heart, after this battle, he was sent to the bayonet team, so that Ganglenzi and the Chen family brothers could be trained well, and he was definitely the embryo of a soldier king.

Although Huang Wei was concerned about the soldier in front, he was most worried about whether his artillery would stop abruptly when the soldiers rushed into the devil's position. Now there is no suspense about rushing to the devil's position, for the battle, this is already a great success, but it can't be stopped by the devils, but it is hurt by its own artillery fire.

Just when Huang Wei was extremely worried, the artillery fire of the second regiment began to extend, which was a very clear signal that they had seen their own people rushing to the devil's position.

That's great! Huang Wei couldn't wait to give the observer a bear hug in person, and his observation task was impeccable.

Kawashima could already see the Chinese soldiers rushing into the position through the binoculars, but strangely, he did not have a trace of defeat and frustration, but a strange smile on his face.

"に通知された野中は、わがチムの兵と行をした画だ。!" (Inform the field artillery squadron of the division, and the artillery of our wing, that they are ready to carry out the drawn plan!) Kawashima's voice was cold, like a demon that had just been released from hell.

"すぐにあなたの命令を行し、大佐Excellency!" (Execute your orders now, Your Excellency!) The staff officer next to him replied.

Huang Wei, who had already led his troops to rush to the devil's position, was still proud, and his troops captured the devil's position in one wave, which can be regarded as the embodiment of the combat effectiveness of the second regiment.

But there is only one point, which makes Huang Wei a little unhappy, there are not many devil soldiers who died on the devil position, at most there are more than one squadron of devils, because it can be estimated with the naked eye, there will never be two or three hundred corpses, compared to the previous firepower that blocked him, there is obviously a suspicion of "the wrong version". Could it be that it was these two or three hundred devils who caused great resistance to himself just now? It's impossible!

What Huang Wei can be sure of is that there will definitely be no less than two or three squadrons of Japanese troops blocking the position just now, and it may even be a full Japanese brigade.

Did they run away? It shouldn't be, when the second regiment charged, the nearest distance was less than 100 meters, and they wanted to retreat while blocking the attack, which was simply more difficult than climbing to the sky, although the devil had excellent military quality, but it was almost impossible to do this.

So what's the problem? Huang Wei thought hard, but where could he find the reason for a while? Looking at the soldiers happily cleaning up the battlefield, as well as the medical soldiers who were treating the injured soldiers on the way to the charge, Huang Wei inexplicably felt a palpitation, he couldn't tell why he felt this way, and he couldn't tell the people around him about his strange feelings.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the sky in the distance, and Huang Wei immediately heard the sound of heavy artillery shells breaking through the air, and he also heard that the target of these shells was the unfinished position of the devils that the Second Regiment had just captured.

Suddenly, Huang Wei seemed to understand, he understood why there were so many devil soldiers all of a sudden, it was because when the second regiment stepped up the frequency of firing, it had already begun to retreat; He also understood why the Second Regiment could take this position with a single charge, because this was a trap carefully set by the devils, whether it was an unfinished position, or a stubborn resistance, or even at the cost of losing two or three hundred soldiers, luring him to attack himself. All of this, just because of the cunning devils, set this place as the burial place of the second regiment.

"Hide! Hide! Huang Wei slapped himself hard and shouted hysterically.

However, it was too late, countless shells, shells of different sizes flew towards this position where there was no hiding place, and even the place where Huang Wei was standing was not spared!

The scorching sun was completely covered by the thick smoke of gunpowder, and a tattered blue sky and white sun full of red flag fluttered in the wind, which seemed to declare to the world that there were Chinese soldiers who fought here, but apart from it, there was no soldier who could stand on this land.

Huang Wei was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes just happened to see the broken Yin Red Army flag, and with the last trace of strength, he said a few words intermittently from his mouth: "Wealth...... Wait...... Make move...... I ......"

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