Chapter 176: Backward Tactics

Chapter 176

Jiro Yamashita, who was stunned once, saw the plane in the sky like seeing a ghost, and ran to the beach with his hands and feet, and then when he was bombed on the ground, he learned to be obedient, which is the same as shelling, lying on the beach, the bomb falling is not lethal.

There are a lot of smart devils, and soon after summing up the experience from the last bombing, the beach is crawling with devils. One or two people lying on the huge beach can't see anything, and thousands of people lying on the beach, that's called a spectacular. There are also devils in **, with a rifle in their hands, but it doesn't work.

The plane finally flew over the landing site and decisively began to lay eggs. Kamio Mitsutomi's helplessness was to the extreme, and the artillery commander Watanabe, wielding a war knife in his hand, commanded a group of infantry to use a dense platoon of guns to **, this move really had some effect. Hundreds of people shoot together, and the density is still amazing.

Of course, at this flight altitude, the rifle still does not pose a threat, if you want to use the 38 type to shoot down the plane, you have to let the Jin family take action, and ordinary people don't have to dream.

This time it wasn't bombs that fell from the sky, but fires one after another, ghost fires from hell!

Watanabe, the "heroic" artillery commander, kept pointing his knife at the plane, "Hit this way!" Hit over there! The hoarseness never stopped, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't see the next plane. The Molotov cocktail that fell down gave Feng Hua a lot of face, first lit several piles of military supplies, and then lit a ferryboat, and even more luckily, a Molotov cocktail came exactly to Watanabe, and it didn't hit directly, but it landed at his feet, and Watanabe was set on fire in an instant.

The heroic men rushed to put out the fire, but several were set on fire in succession. This kind of incendiary bomb with rubber powder is more vicious than the historical Molotov cocktail, that is, white phosphorus is not easy to control, otherwise it is more vicious.

The artillery commander, Major General Watanabe, was burned alive in this way, and after paying the price of three or five people, the devils knew that they could only watch, and His Excellency the Major General struggled and screamed in the flames and fell to the ground and convulsed, until finally it turned into a pile of fragrant barbecue. Private Yamashita Jiro was watching this scene less than a hundred meters away, and when Watanabe staggered and fell down in the flames, Yamashita suddenly let out a wail: I want to go home! After saying that, turn around and run into the sea! A military cao was on the side, and after a moment, he did not hesitate to chop it with a war knife with a scabbard, and Yamashita Jiro was hit in the head, and another fainted.

This time the bombing brought even greater losses to the devils, the hesitation scene was too chaotic, and it was out of control for a time, and a large number of pack horses and war horses were startled in the flames, and many people were injured by the trampling. Not many people were killed by the fire, and most of the incendiary bombs went to the supplies. Fortunately, this time there was no detonation of the shells.

Is this what the newspaper says about the squadron that does not dare to resist? After the plane flew away, Kamio Mitsutomi stepped out from behind the rock where he was hiding and watched the mess. A large number of supplies were ignited, and several fires were booming, and some soldiers were desperately fighting fires and rescuing supplies. The smell of meat filled the air, and on the far side of the sea, a ferry boat was turning into a huge fireball floating on the sea.

"Division Commander, Commander Watanabe......." The chief of staff said let's go down, with a sad and indignant expression, and tears overflowed uncontrollably. Kamio Mitsutomi once again had a sweet throat, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and he fell on his back.

The chief of staff went to help, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Kamio Mitsutomi was a little more relaxed, grabbed the chief of staff's hand and said: "Immediately telegraph the details of the matter to the military department, the squadron is not as powerless as they imagined." The 24th Mixed Brigade was notified to immediately stop the attack on Ye County. ”

At the same time as Kamio Mitsutomi's order was issued, the direction of Ye County had already begun. The Japanese support artillery, composed of the 38th Field Artillery Brigade and the 41st Mountain Artillery Brigade of the Meiji Era, was violently bombarding the squadron position on a slope.

The battle began at 9:10 a.m., and Sun Chuanfang was patrolling the position to supervise the battle when the Japanese searched for the advancing cavalry squad and passed through a high ground on the outskirts of Guò Wangzhuang. As the head of the regiment, he shouldn't have been on the front line, but Sun Chuanfang was really not at ease. After all, the Japanese army was a great power, and the contest between China and Japan between the armies after the First Sino-Japanese War was probably the first shot fired by his regiment.

When the Japanese cavalry appeared, Sun Chuanfang ordered all the soldiers on the position not to move, and waited for the devil cavalry to approach before fighting. The ghost cavalry of this squad did not have the slightest sense of crisis, probably because they were too smooth before, and they did not slow down all the way, and rushed into the front two hundred meters of the battalion to which Sun Chuanfang belonged.

"Tuanza, will the little nose of the East go to war? Just swaggering to death? "The first battalion commander Meng Zhaoyue is also from the old Beiyang, if it weren't for historical changes, he would still be Li Chun's in-laws. At this time and space, Meng Zhaoyue was sent to Sun Chuanfang to be the battalion commander, which is a good mix. His "in-law" Li Chun is still at home now.

"Where is so much nonsense, machine guns are prepared, not a single one is allowed to run away." Sun Chuanfang spoke with a dark face, feeling very uncomfortable. He was born in Japan and had a sense of awe for the Japanese army. I don't want to encounter such a situation, this is what he calls a war? It's called death. Two companies were placed on the position of the first battalion, echoing left and right, guarding the main road. The cavalry squad of the Japanese army actually lined up neatly, what is this not looking for death? This is too child's play, why don't you send a few top soldiers?

"Fire!" The devil cavalry squad finally entered the best strike position, and Sun Chuanfang gave an order, six machine guns and dozens of light machine guns, forming a death net. A squad of devil cavalry, before they could react, was half defeated. The rest of the devil cavalry turned around and ran, but under the dense fire, they were constantly hit and fell off their horses.

The fierceness of the devils was shown at this time, and some devils took the fallen war horses as cover on the spot to launch a counterattack on the spot. The remaining thirty or so devils were actually accurate in their marksmanship, and the three marksmen of Makqin were actually knocked down with one shot. But under the dense fire of the left and right flanking attacks, it is difficult for the devil to raise his head.

The battle lasted for about ten minutes, and the devil's resistance gradually thinned out, and finally there was only one devil left, still shooting with a rifle. The other devils were either injured or killed in battle, and lost their combat effectiveness.

This devil who is still shooting, doesn't seem to know what it means to be afraid, and he is silently resisting, without the slightest intention of surrendering. Seeing this scene, Sun Chuanfang raised his hand and ordered to stop shooting and called the snipers in the battalion.

"Knock him out!" When speaking, Sun Chuanfang had mixed feelings. At this time, on the battlefield, the corpses and wounded of the devils lay on the ground, and the neighing of the war horses that fell to the ground was sharp and piercing, and without the need for a telescope, you could clearly see the last devil left, still lying on the back of a fallen war horse, shooting with a rifle.

The sniper took the order, found a position with a good view, aimed at the last devil who was still resisting, and pulled the trigger. With a crisp gunshot, the last devil who was still resisting, and his skull was lifted.

Sun Chuanfang saw it clearly, and after a few strokes in his heart, these snipers like to hit their heads. Back then, in the Joux River, many colleagues were *lost in this way. After completing the headshot, the sniper came back with a gun to resume his life, and Sun Chuanfang waved his hand and ordered to clean up the battlefield.

"There is an order to support the commander, don't take prisoners!" Tong Nianhua's words sounded in his head, and Sun Chuanfang instinctively repeated them. The soldiers came out of the trenches and approached the devil with their rifles loaded with bayonets. But if there is still a breath of devil, go up and make up a bayonet. Sun Chuanfang's regiment is mostly Beiyang veterans, and he is very skilled at stabbing people with bayonets, and there is no pressure in his heart at all. Five minutes later, Meng Zhaoyue came back and reported: "Tuanzuo, the work is done, there are a total of forty-five devils, and half of them have not lost their breath." ”

Sun Chuanfang waved his hand and said: "It's all buried, send the war horse to the back, and stew meat for the brothers to eat at night." ”

Half an hour later, the devil's brigade appeared in the binoculars, Sun Chuanfang ordered to defend against the artillery, and soon after the order was issued, the devil's artillery began to bombard the position.

When Shen Tongwu received the report from the front, he was also surprised. A squad of cavalry was just *dropped? Will the devil fight? It's not that Sun Chuanfang lied about the military situation, right? After thinking about it carefully, Shen Tongwu denied this conclusion. Sun Chuanfang had a regiment of troops, as well as a batch of 81mm and 60mm mortars, one for each platoon of Makqin, and light machine guns. Standard armor division equipment, if it is an ambush, it is not difficult to destroy a devil squad at all.

When the cannon sound in front was remembered, Shen Tongwu hesitated for a moment and did not order the divisional artillery to counterattack. It was reported that the Japanese troops in front of them were a mixed brigade group, attached to a 75 mountain artillery brigade, a field artillery brigade, and a heavy artillery brigade. Shen Tongwu only had one mountain artillery regiment in his hands, and before the main force of the devil attacked in an all-out way, he did not dare to expose it lightly.

Shen Tongwu's judgment was accurate, this time the devil's attack was just a tentative one. After ten minutes of shelling, a squadron of troops was dispatched to launch an attack on the position of Wangzhuang, to which Sun Chuanfang's regiment belonged.

Sun Chuanfang set up positions on both sides of the road, and a little further back was the position of the second battalion, and the third battalion was used as a reserve. During the training period at Wuhu Land University, the instructor repeatedly emphasized that there were enough elite reserves for counterattacks. This is undoubtedly the argument of the Germans.

The tactics of the Japanese army, first learned from Germany, and then learned from France, the first tentative attack, naturally a linear tactic, dense formation, heroically towards the position of the Wehrmacht, firmly forward.

This time, Meng Zhaoyue didn't ask Sun Chuanfang, but the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and after glancing at Sun Chuanfang, she ordered the troops to prepare for battle. What Sun Chuanfang was thinking in his heart at this time was that the Japanese army's tactics were really lagging behind. (To be continued.)