At two o'clock in the afternoon, a formation of dozens of fighters of the Air Force arrived over the Tianmo Mountain battlefield.

After getting in touch with the ground forces and briefly communicating with them, the group went into battle as planned. First, the nine fighters that came from the escort dived to the ground and fired at the Japanese surface personnel with their airborne machine guns, and then the 27 bombers divided into three teams and dropped 50 kilograms of bombs mounted on the Japanese positions and fortifications one by one.

The power of a 50-kilogram aerial bomb, as well as its lethality to ground targets, is naturally much greater than that of ground artillery shells. One went down, and the explosion spread to more than ten meters around.

More than 20 bombers were constantly circling, and although the speed of bombing was not fast, because there was no anti-aircraft fire on the Japanese positions and the bomber group flew very low, the hit rate was much higher than that of conventional bombing. Therefore, after these bombers threw all the bombs they carried, the Japanese position on Tianmo Mountain had become a complete mess.

The air force group that had completed the mission returned to its home in a leisurely manner, while the battle belonging to the army on the ground had just officially begun.

"Horn!" "Horn!" "Horn!"

As three red flares rose into the air, the attacking units of the 47th Division were deployed.

At this time, Rao Guohua, who led the first echelon, had entered the charging position. He held a submachine gun in his hand, and watched the dirt on the high ground constantly being kicked up by his own mortar shells, and his heart couldn't help but roll with blood.

There was no trumpet of the charge, no shouts of the charge, and as the last shells were discharged, the commandos who were lying down the slope jumped to their feet with their company commanders. During the sprint, more than 20 submachine guns opened fire at the same time, forming a dense fire net. The Japanese fortifications were beaten to smoke and dust under the dense rain of bullets, and the remaining Japanese soldiers after the shelling returned to their formidable nature, and they began to return fire with a howl and a fearless face.

The commandos kept falling, and the backup shooters in the back quickly made up, and both sides were red-eyed. Some Japanese soldiers were so successful that they jumped out of the fortifications with rifles and fired at the rain of bullets, but they were instantly beaten into a honeycomb shape.

The battle was extremely fierce, and in a short impact distance of more than 80 meters, the members of the first commando team of the sixth company were almost all killed, and even its company commander Rao Guohua was shot several times and fell seriously injured on the mountain road.

At this time, the trumpet of the charge sounded, and the second commando team immediately behind rushed into the Japanese fortifications. Nearly 100 officers and men holding bayonets, under the leadership of instructor Sun Zunming, shouted an overwhelming shout of "kill" and poured into the position like a tide. After another hard fight, the Japanese garrison squadron was completely annihilated, and the squadron leader himself was beaten into a sieve by machine guns.

The defensive position of the Japanese army on Tianmo Mountain was finally torn open, and the surviving soldiers of the Sixth Company on the top of the mountain all cheered.

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On the main peak of Tianmo Mountain, the short and sturdy Hengji Changgan Dazuo observed the situation on the frontier battlefield, his eyes full of anxiety.

The Chinese army attacked from three sides, although he saw the intention, but he could not break it at all, he could only passively choose to parry, and even if it was a passive parry, the Chinese side had to make serious mistakes, so he had a little chance. But in fact, the Chinese army, which has been planning to launch this attack for a long time, will they still make mistakes? Yokochi shook his head uncertainly.

"Report to the wing commander, the artillery brigade suffered heavy losses in air strikes and is temporarily unable to provide fire support to the infantry!" At this moment, a signal corpsman came running.

When Hengdi Changgan heard this, he suddenly panicked. It is precisely because of the support of artillery in front that he can fight on a par with the Chinese army, and now without artillery, how can the infantry alone withstand the wolf-like Chinese army? Although his soldiers were brave enough, the performance of the Chinese army was not bad at all! I have seen more than once in the binoculars the scene of Chinese soldiers holding explosives bags and dying with the imperial warriors.

"Order the artillery brigade and let them organize as soon as possible to provide fire support to the forward infantry!" Hengdi Changgan's tone was a little anxious, in fact, he couldn't afford not to be in a hurry.

"Hay!"

After receiving the order, the signal soldier hurriedly ran, and he had just left here, when suddenly a soldier covered in gunpowder smoke and blood ran over there. He brought a message to Hengdi Changgan that was enough to change the color of all the Japanese officers present, and the position on the left side of Tianmo Mountain was lost!

When Hengdi Changgan heard that the position on the left had collapsed, he was stunned. His first instinct was to fight back and drive the Chinese army out, but after thinking of the only remaining squadron reserve in his hand, he calmed down and recalled the battle situation. If the Chinese army succeeds in using the left position and invests powerful troops to expand the scope of the breakthrough, then his 12th Wing will probably be shattered here.

After realizing the danger, Hengdi Changgan immediately issued an order to let the troops defending the frontal position shrink the defensive line and hold the position on the main peak of Tianmo Mountain with all their might, so as to continue to block the Chinese army.

The order was correct, but he forgot that the troops on the front line who were entangled with the enemy and fighting fiercely could not be said to shrink back?

After Wu Peifu got the report of the 141st Regiment, a stone fell in his heart, and he turned his head to Yang Jie with vigor and said: "Fuck this bastard for a long time, if he doesn't die this time, Lao Tzu will definitely split him alive." ”

Before Yang Jie could answer, Wu Peifu climbed onto the map again, looked at the map carefully, and asked while watching, "How is the progress of the 140th Regiment on the front?" ”

"They have taken the perimeter and are attacking in the center." Yang Jie replied.

"How did this 140 regiment do it? Why is it so slow? It's been more than three hours, why hasn't there been a breakthrough on the front? What are you doing! Wu Peifu frowned slightly, and couldn't help but complain a little.

"Commander." Yang Jie eased his tone and said, "The 140th Regiment has been fighting hard for a day, and the front is a heavily defended place for the Japanese army, so it is understandable that the progress is a little slow. ”

Wu Peifu paused slightly, and then nodded: "Geng Guang, you keep an eye on this side first, I will take the division reconnaissance battalion to support the 140th Regiment, we can't drag it under Tianmo Mountain anymore." ”

After speaking, before Yang Jie could open his mouth to object, he grabbed the steel helmet on the table and strode out of the command post.

The sky was getting darker, and although the Japanese troops on the frontal battlefield were defeated and retreated by the Chinese army, they were still struggling to hold on. It was not that they did not receive the order of the wing commander to shrink their defensive lines, but the Chinese troops on the opposite side did not give them this opportunity at all, and they stuck to them.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The mortar shells that fell from the position raised a large cloud of smoke, and the stumps of the broken arms flew in the air, and the soldiers hid in all corners of the trenches, constantly hoping that the shelling would pass quickly. In the morning, this would have only happened to the Chinese army, but now the position is completely reversed.

As soon as the artillery fire stopped, the Japanese soldiers came out of the trenches, and the figures of the Chinese soldiers appeared on the position. Bright bayonets began to flash on the position with the rain of bullets from submachine guns.

"His Majesty the Emperor is onboard!"

"Onboard!"

The Japanese officers and soldiers did not even have time to think about how the Chinese soldiers rushed to the position so quickly, so they also jumped out of the trench with rifles in their hands and met them. A scuffle broke out here at once, and the Chinese soldiers who rushed in firmly held the breach, and not far behind, a large group of Chinese troops was rushing at a rapid pace.

"Order the artillery fire to be extended, so that Zhu Zaitian leads the troops and resolutely breaks through." Wu Peifu, who rushed to the front, looked coldly at the Japanese soldiers in front of him wielding bayonets and still resisting stubbornly: "Tell the brothers, don't take prisoners!" ”

Zhu Zaitian is a fierce general under Wu Peifu, the commander of the division's reconnaissance battalion, and his old subordinate during the Beiyang Army. Although this person belongs to the type of brave general, but he is also thick and fine, he divided the three companies of the whole battalion into three roads, two of which directly rushed into the war group, and the other way bypassed the war group and penetrated directly into the rear of the Japanese army from the flank.

The Japanese army, which was already extremely exhausted, was rushed by Zhu Zaitian like this, and it was really unbearable. Those who were still alive retreated to the rear, but they were blocked by a group of Chinese troops who were killed by oblique stabs, and the Chinese soldiers who were chasing after them surrounded them. In the midst of the melee, Japanese soldiers constantly shouted "Emperor Onboard" in despair, then pulled grenades on their bodies, or rushed at the bayonets of Chinese soldiers in a suicidal manner.

The unfavorable changes in the situation made Hengdi Changgan's face extremely pale, and he knew that Tianmo Mountain could no longer be defended, and after sending a report on the battle situation to the division headquarters, he turned his head to look at the silent officers and soldiers standing beside him.

"Gentlemen." Hengdi Changgan was extremely bitter in his heart, and slowly spoke: "We are deeply surrounded by the Chinese army, and we are no longer able to fight our way out of the encirclement by our own strength, tonight, we are likely to go to the Yasukuni Shrine, but..."

Speaking of this, his tone changed to stern again: "As an imperial soldier, even if you die, you should die a glorious battle!" It is our glory to die fighting for the future of the Yamato nation and for the future of the empire! It is the greatest honor for soldiers! Our parents, wives and children, the hot will be proud of us! ”

"Hay!" The crowd replied in unison.

"My emperor is prosperous, thousands of generations; gravel into rocks, covered with moss; Long-term peace and stability, the country is rich and the people are ......" sang the "Junzhi Dai" that was widely circulated in China, and the surrounding soldiers and officers immediately responded in unison, and the song carried a trace of sadness, constantly echoing in the night sky.

The battle has become more and more intense, and the Japanese army is now completely fighting for their lives, although it looks extremely fierce, but Wu Peifu understands in his heart that this is just the last madness of the enemy! The initiative on the battlefield is completely in their hands at the moment, and the destruction of the 24th Wing of the Japanese Army is only in the blink of an eye!