Chapter 72: The Bloody Battle of Sujiatun (Yesterday's First Update)

"Bang bang bang ......" a row of gunshots rang out in vain.

The first salvo of hundreds of Garand semi-automatic rifles seemed impressive, but the actual results were modest.

Seventy or eighty well-trained devils rushed quickly in a skirmish line, and the fire network composed of more than a hundred Garand rifles could not really cover it.

Most of the bullets missed, and only two experienced veteran squad leaders hit their targets, and two ghost soldiers fell in response.

It was not that the riflemen of the 1st Company had poor marksmanship, but it was too difficult to hit a target at a distance of more than 200 meters, telling the move, doing standardized tactics, feints, and evasion.

It's not something that ordinary people can do.

"Damn, pull the rope, hurry up and pull the rope and blow up the little devil raised by the son of a bitch." Chen Feng saw that the devil was in a no-man's land in the minefield, without any hindrance, and immediately ordered urgently.

"Company commander, the minefield has failed." A soldier in charge of the rope said loudly in a hurry.

"What?" Chen Feng was in a hurry when he heard this, bent his waist along the trench, quickly rushed to an MG34 general-purpose machine gun position, pushed away the machine gunner, and aimed the general-purpose machine gun at the charging army and began to strafe.

"Dada...... Da ......" The MG34 General Purpose Machine Gun began to roar, and scarlet tongues of fire erupted from the muzzle.

Muddy water splashed left and right beside the devil who was hit by dense bullets.

Chen Feng picked up the general-purpose machine gun and fired, and the other machine gunners no longer hesitated and opened fire one after another.

A large number of 7.92mm bullets rained down on the army, and after a short time, some devils couldn't dodge and fell to the ground one after another.

Coupled with the proximity of the distance, the Garand rifles of the riflemen began to play their due role.

The devil braved a dense rain of bullets to shoot back, but how could the manual 38 rifle be compared to the semi-automatic Garand rifle that was an era ahead of it.

More than 100 Garand rifles fired a salvo, and their firepower was completely comparable to that of a machine gun squadron of the Japanese army.

Under the cover of a large number of metal bullets, the army team could not advance half a step, and after leaving nearly 20 corpses, they fled in a hurry.

In fact, their task had been accomplished, and all the machine guns of the 1st company in the forward position were fired, and the artillery of the devils had already marked the firing elements and targets with this.

Then came the time for the artillery to come into play.

The fifty or so devil vanguards turned around and retreated, and their speed was no less than the speed of the charge.

Before the devil soldiers could retreat to their positions, their artillery suddenly opened fire.

......36 75mm mountain guns and 12 75mm field guns of the 6th Artillery Wing directly under the 6th Division of the 6th Division and 16 Taisho 11 70mm infantry guns of the squadrons directly under the infantry wings, a total of 64 artillery pieces.

They opened fire one after another, and for a while, the fire in the sky came one after another like meteors, with a sharp screeching sound and a long scarlet flame, and smashed down on the position of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment.

Among them, the position of the 1st Company at the forefront was the top priority of the army's artillery fire.

"Boom, boom...... Boom, boom......, boom, boom" A deafening explosion sounded one after another, and thick smoke rose into the sky along with the fire.

And with it was the dust.

Chen Feng shook his head and tried to shake off the thin mud on his helmet, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm in his mouth: "Damn, the little devil's fire is really fierce enough." ”

"Boom ......" There was another loud bang, and a shell landed not far from Chen Feng's right side, and the huge blast wave of the explosion suddenly tore several 1st Company riflemen in that section of the trench to pieces.

The trench, which was originally narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, was also blown out of a large crater with a diameter of more than five meters.

In Sujiatun Railway Station, the Second Regiment Headquarters.

Liu Guodong held the binoculars and looked at the frontier position that had fallen into a sea of fire, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times involuntarily.

"Correspondent, immediately report to the brigade headquarters that the 1st Battalion of our regiment has been hit by strong enemy artillery fire, and I request the brigade headquarters to provide artillery support." Liu Guodong turned his head and shouted.

"Yes!" A correspondent quickly connected to the brigade headquarters.

When Zhang Xinghan, who was solving the problem of raincoats for the officers and soldiers in the city, learned of this news, he immediately ordered the artillery battalion to leave the city and rush to Sujiatun to support.

Originally, there was air support, and Zhang Xinghan also planned to leave the artillery battalion for last.

Now it has been raining, and the fighters cannot take off, so they have to use the artillery battalion in advance.

After giving the order to the artillery battalion, Zhang Xinghan said to Guo Zhong: "Where is Zang Shiyi locked up now?" ”

"I think I'm still in the prison of the former police station." Guo Zhongdao.

"Shen Yizhi!" Zhang Xinghan shouted.

"What do you command?" Shen Xingye entered in response.

"You take a platoon to the police station jail immediately and bring Zang Shiyi to me."

"Yes!" Shen Xingye answered the order and left.

After seeing Shen Xingye leave, Guo Zhong asked puzzledly: "Luzao, why are you bringing Zang Shiyi up now?" ”

"Zang Shiyi is a talent, the reason why I didn't kill him is that I want to keep it for reuse, now that the war is imminent, the logistical pressure in the city has risen sharply, and I need his help." Zhang Xinghan said.

"However, he wants to murder you, and he uses it rashly, will he?" Guo Zhong said worriedly.

"No, although this person is not a loyal person, but he has a high-spirited old mother, and now the national crisis is at the head, and talents are urgently needed, so you must make the best use of your talents, of course, you will personally take a squad to protect him." Zhang Xinghan has another profound meaning.

"Well, I see." Guo Zhong nodded, and then said, "Then the brigade, do you want me to bring someone to invite Zang Shiyi's mother?" Or send someone to watch it? ”

"No, the Tibetan mother's surname is strong, and doing so will only backfire." Zhang Xinghan clearly remembers that in history, after Zang Shiyi was detained by the Kwantung Army for three months, he couldn't resist the coercion and temptation of himself, and finally agreed to surrender, and when he served as an important member of the puppet Manchukuo, his mother committed suicide in anger and died in her country.

Therefore, he will never do the stupid thing of seizure and surveillance, so that he can also show his magnanimity.

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On the forward positions of the 1st Regiment and 2nd Battalion.

After half an hour of bombardment, the artillery fire finally began to extend.

Before Chen Feng could crawl out of the dirt, a brigade of the Chinese army, which had been waiting for a long time, launched an attack on the position of the 1st Company with nearly 1,000 people.

"Company commander, the devils are attacking again." A second lieutenant platoon commander shouted at the top of his throat with a bloody face.

Chen Feng struggled to crawl out of the dirt, and the loud explosion made his ears roar for a while.

He could faintly hear the shouts of his subordinates, and subconsciously looked towards the front of the position.

I saw that on the open ground in front of me, the black and oppressed groups of the army were silently approaching their own position.

Unlike the squadron that likes to roar when attacking, it is very quiet when the army charges.

In addition to the sound of footsteps, there was only the clatter of equipment colliding.

"Whoever is alive is Lao Tzu to stand up and prepare to fight!" Chen Feng roared hoarsely.

The surviving company of soldiers began to crawl out of the mud one after another, not bothering to wipe the muddy water on their faces, and entered the combat position with their guns in their hands.

This time the devils were different from the last time they tried to attack, and after the infantry was able to get into the range of the machine guns, they accelerated their charges in vain.

The heavy machine guns responsible for the cover opened fire.

Seeing this, Chen Feng immediately shouted at the top of his throat: "The machine gunner hits Lao Tzu, hit hard!" ”

With his order, the seven or eight surviving MG34 general-purpose machine guns of the 1st Company opened fire one after another.

At the same time, machine guns of two other companies of the 1 battalion were also fired one after another.

Dense bullets weave back and forth across the battlefield like a meteor shower.

Whether it was the devil soldiers who charged in the rain or the soldiers of the garrison brigade who insisted on blocking the attack, from time to time someone was shot and fell.

Due to heavy rains, the large number of minefields deployed by the 2nd Regiment in the forward positions basically failed and failed to play their due role in the slightest.

In a hurry, Liu Guodong used a large number of poison gas bombs that Zhang Xinghan had allocated to him, but also due to the rainy weather, the gas bombs could not exert their due power.

Under the repeated attacks of the absolute superior forces of the Yue Army, the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment suffered heavy casualties, and the fierce battle lasted until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Chen Feng's 1st Company had almost lost all casualties.

The 1st Battalion also suffered more than half of the casualties, Liu Guodong hurriedly replaced the 1st Battalion and transferred the 2nd Battalion to the top, and at the same time, the artillery battalion directly under the garrison brigade also rushed to Sujiatun.

The artillery of the two sides soon engaged in an artillery battle, and the 105mm howitzers equipped with the artillery battalion made the devil artillery suffer a lot of losses, but because of the uneven quality of the artillery, it failed to deal a fatal blow to it.

Towards five o'clock in the afternoon, the fierce fighting continued, and the corpses of the soldiers of the Second Regiment had accumulated in front of the position, and the trenches were also full of the corpses of the soldiers of the garrison brigade.

Led by the rain, blood flowed down the trench almost all over the entire ring fortification of the Second Regiment.

It is no exaggeration to describe the tragedy of the war with a river of blood.

At six o'clock in the evening, the fighting rested.

Liu Guodong was in a very heavy mood and wanted to call the brigade headquarters.

"Hey, I'm Zhang Xinghan." Zhang Xinghan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brigade seat, all the minefields have failed, poison gas bombs are useless, our regiment has only been fighting with the enemy for one afternoon, and more than half of them have been killed or wounded, the situation is very not optimistic, please hurry up and think of a way." Liu Guodong said with a sad face.