"The enemy is coming!" On the Japanese position, an officer shouted loudly with a command knife in his hand, and countless Japanese soldiers stood up from the trenches and began to shoot at the Ming troops in the distance with rifles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weapons of the Japanese army are inferior to the Ming Dynasty in terms of continuity, and they are far inferior in terms of firepower density, but what is commendable is that the Japanese army has used a variety of simple weapons with a very powerful combination, and it can rely on defensive positions to fight with the soldiers of the Ming Empire.

"Phew!" After firing, a platoon of infantry began to pull the bolt to reload their weapons, and because of the distance, the 20 mm caliber cannons on the tanks of the Ming Empire were also roaring, and one shell after another swept on the Japanese position, splashing dust.

"Ahh A Japanese soldier was hit by a bullet and lay down on his back in the trench, and the other Japanese soldiers filled his position and continued to fire at the Ming army, and soon the heavy machine guns on both wings also roared, and the crossfire made the Ming army even more difficult, and many people fell on the battlefield every second, either from the Ming army or the Japanese army.

"Let the Type 91 anti-tank gun fire!" Putting down the binoculars in his hand, the Japanese front commander, the commander of the 17th Division, Ozawa Kazuhiro, instructed the officers waiting by the radio next to him: "Let a brigade of the reserve come forward and consolidate the defense line of our army!" ”

"Yes!" As soon as the officer had taken it, he gave the radio the order to open fire: "This is the division headquarters!" Attention bunkers 15 and 16! Allow to fire! Allow to fire! ”

In the distance, in a concealed fortification covered by weeds and vegetation overhead, in a thick reinforced concrete bunker, a 50 mm anti-tank gun that had been prepared for a long time exposed its black hole in the side window, aiming at the advancing Ming Empire No. 1 improved tank in the distance.

This artillery was jointly developed with Ceylon, and the name of the Type 91 anti-tank gun was mass-produced in Japan, because it was developed and put into service in 91 years of the Jimmu period. The same gun was named "Long Needle" in Ceylon, but more often it was called "Dark Arrow" by the tankmen of the Ming Empire.

"Permission to fire!" The Japanese artillery commander in the bunker shouted loudly, and then after confirming the aiming, the cannon fired a high-speed shell and flew towards the Ming target in the distance. The recoil caused the gun to retreat into the bunker, and the loader pulled the bolt away.

Because this weapon uses 50 mm caliber shells, it adopts an integrated ammunition mode, and has a high rate of fire with fast loading, making it a very advanced anti-tank weapon. What's even more depressing is that with the heavy bunker, its survival vitality is much higher than that of a tank.

As the bolt was pulled open, the steaming shells fell to the concrete floor of the bunker and rolled to the side of the gun's turn, making a clanging sound on it. A loader hurriedly stuffed the shell into the chamber of the cannon, completing the second reload, and soon the cannon opened fire again, sending the shell at another Ming tank.

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Mo Dongshan followed behind the tank, bending down and carefully walking over the corpse lying on the ground, he had followed the tank more than once, so the distance between him and the tank was very tacit. From time to time, he picked up his weapon and opened fire, suppressing the Japanese army from the gap, the distance between the two sides was narrowing little by little, and the losses of the Ming Empire were also rising little by little.

"Boom!" Separated by a tank, an improved No. 1 tank of the Ming Empire was hit by a Japanese shell, and the huge explosion made the footsteps of Modong Mountain messy, and he staggered and fell to the dirt, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

The wrecked tank was smoking, and the flames were already rising. The driver inside struggled to get out of the burning tank, but unfortunately after only one breath it was scorched, collapsed on the flimming tank, and never moved again. The burnt smell of gasoline poured into Mo Dongshan's nose, making him feel the urge to vomit.

It seems that it is safer to be an infantryman, so when will he die, and he can still die decently...... After thinking about such a sentence inexplicably in his heart, Mo Dongshan touched his weapon on the ground, struggled to get up, ignored the buzzing ears, and continued to follow the tank, walking forward with difficulty.

After all, he was a veteran who had been through several battles, and he knew that it was a very dangerous thing to be afraid of staying where he was, and another dangerous thing to do was to turn around and flee - leaving his back to the enemy was not a wise choice, at least not for Mo Dongshan.

"Rush! Offensive! "The soldiers of the 3rd Infantry Corps, who had just come up to the front line, began to attack over the tanks, and the proportion of new recruits in this corps was relatively high, so the infantry and tanks were very unfamiliar with the coordinated operation. At a relatively dangerous distance, they launched a charge, facing the rain of bullets and bullets of the Japanese army with their flesh and blood.

Mo Dongshan watched these soldiers frantically holding their weapons and passing over him, because his ears were so shocked by the explosion just now that he couldn't hear the sound, so he didn't know why they were in such a hurry to send them to death. He pulled one of the soldiers over and shouted as loudly as he could, "Get back to your place!" Follow the tank! Do you want to be beaten to death here? ”

Before he could answer his question, his face was splattered with blood, and one of the soldiers in front of him was shot through the head and fell to the ground like a sandbag.

The young soldier was so frightened that he hurriedly bent down, and a tracer bullet flew over the cotton jacket on Mo Dongshan's arm, leaving a mark on the sleeve of the cotton jacket, leaving an oval hole in the outer fabric, and the cotton inside was exposed.

"I'm X!" Mo Dongshan glanced at the friendly young soldier who was already sitting on the ground, and after scolding in his mouth, he adjusted his position along the tank in front of him, he looked back at the friendly soldier who was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, frowned, turned around and pulled the other party up, and shouted: "Follow me!" Keep moving! ”

More soldiers of the Ming Empire did not have the luck of this young man, and countless Ming soldiers were swept down by Japanese machine guns, which increased the casualties of the Ming army crossing the river a lot. However, such an impact did have a certain effect, and the Ming army was closer to the Japanese position.

"Boom!" Before the commanders of the Ming army could cheer, another Ming tank was blown away by Japanese anti-tank guns. The hapless tank encountered a huge crater and was hit by a shell as it turned to avoid moving on, exploding directly into a cloud of flames.

The cracked steel became prefabricated steel killing fragments, and the surrounding Ming troops lay down in large areas, and the rest of the people were also shocked by the explosion, and it took a long time for someone to continue to stand up and continue to advance towards the Japanese position.

Looking at the soldiers who suffered heavy losses on the front line, but still insisted on fighting, most of the commanders on the front line of the Ming army were very angry. They are a new army that has won a series of battles in Liaodong! But it is known as the invincible army in the world! If they can't even take down a few mountains of the enemy, what kind of face do they have to meet the old chief Wang Jue who brought them everything?

"Choke!" The division commander of the 2nd Mechanized Infantry Division of the 2nd Infantry Corps drew his command knife, looked at the staff officers around him and the officers of the division headquarters, and shouted fiercely with red eyes: "If you don't take the enemy's position today, the army commander will shoot Lao Tzu!" Let him save a bullet from the old man, Lao Tzu will die on the enemy's position! The ones who took the seeds rushed with Lao Tzu, and the girls who stayed behind took out their guns and committed suicide! ”

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Seeing that the division commander rushed out of the bunker brandishing his command knife, the remaining officers also knew that it was impossible for them to hide in a relatively safe place today and continue to waste time. Everyone can see clearly the death order of the army commander, if they can't take the enemy's position today and can't expand the bridgehead, they will really be thrown into the Yalu River by Yang Zizhen and drowned.

Therefore, these officers also drew their guns and threw themselves into the rolling torrent of attack with their division commanders. More soldiers rushed forward one after another, ignoring the occasional Japanese artillery shells, which converged into a torrent of steel, like ocean waves, beating the Japanese defense line like an embankment over and over again.

"Almost 500 people have been killed, why haven't the troops of the Ming Empire retreated? Are they crazy to be desperate to take one of my outer defensive positions? Ozawa Kazuhiro was stunned by what he saw in his binoculars, and he saw hundreds of Ming Empire soldiers braving the rain of bullets and bullets to fight to the death, and more Ming tanks joined the attack sequence.

"Hell! This is no longer a force that my division can face alone! Call the commander, General Miyamoto! Ask him again when the reinforcements will be able to reach the designated counterattack position! He turned his head to the side and said to his assistants: "Also, let the hidden machine-gun bunkers also fire, and put the reserves on top, and the victory or defeat is here!" ”

Miyamoto waited anxiously in his headquarters, waiting for his second-line troops to arrive at the position to assemble for a counterattack. However, what he was waiting for first was not a report that everything was ready, but a distress call from Major General Ozawa, the commander of the 17th Division on the front line.

"The Ming army is frantically attacking my position, because of the lack of heavy fire support, and there are not enough reserves, my position is likely to be occupied by the Ming army in the next hour......" Major General Ozawa Kazuhiro pleaded bitterly on the phone: "Please send reinforcements quickly!" ”

"Reinforcements will arrive soon! You'll have to hold on for the last two hours! Must hold out until after 2 hours! Do you understand? Miyamoto yelled into the phone angrily, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Even if the 17th Division fights to the last man, it is not allowed to take a step back! (To be continued.) )