Chapter 637: The Way of Allegiance!
Each regiment of the 11th Division was equipped with mortars, and on the Hukou battlefield, their mortars gave a large number of casualties to the devils, and relying on mortars, the infantry of the 11th Division exerted strong combat effectiveness.
Mortars are powerful, but they are also relatively easy to be destroyed by artillery fire, and the biggest threat is naturally the devil's infantry artillery, mountain artillery and field artillery, because the mortar's range is short, and most of the positions are displayed nearby, once it is covered by the devil's artillery fire, it will be all over.
Hurrying here from the Hukou battlefield, the large number of mortars lost by the 11th Division was not replenished, they only replenished the shells.
The 61st Regiment had brought their only two mortars in the attack, and the 62nd Regiment also had two, but they were not in this direction, so the mortar fire support this time could only come from other units.
"Whew"
"The guards are on standby."
Looking at the mortar shells whizzing to the ground, Luo Xianda looked towards the rear of the position, where four mortars were shelling.
"Feng Yi, whether it is the brigade commander's order or not, I have written down this situation."
Luo Xianda muttered to himself, this time the artillery fire came so timely, he was full of gratitude.
"Da Da Da"
"Bang, bang, bang"
On the position, the gunfire continued, but the third company, which had arrived in the rain of bullets, had already approached the position.
"Stop shelling, withdraw"
The big man Min looked at the approaching reinforcements and gave an order loudly, his artillery shells are limited, if too many are consumed here, it will be too late to replenish at that time, not to mention, the devil's infantry artillery may have already reflected.
"Battalion Commander, Three Company Planning"
The commander of the third company shouted and rushed to the side of the commander of the first battalion.
"Let your brothers find cover on the spot and beat the laborers and the management hard"
The commander of the first battalion shouted that the mortar shelling was over, but he was no longer afraid of the devil charge, because three companies and one company had arrived.
"Bang, bang, bang"
"Da Da Da"
Four Czech machine guns joined the battlefield, and with the sound of a large number of rifle fires, the devil officer lying on the ground raised his head with difficulty, but could no longer order the soldiers to continue the charge.
"Retreat, retreat"
The devil officer looked at the battlefield full of corpses, and reluctantly gave the order to retreat, his two squads did not die much in the attack just now, but the sudden shelling made dozens of devils lie on the ground forever, and he attacked again, and his troops were already insufficient.
"Evacuate, Evacuate"
The big man Min urged the artillerymen, personally carried the hot barrel of a mortar, bent over and ran, and behind him, all the brothers carrying cannon parts and ammunition boxes, ran frantically towards the temporary position of the brigade headquarters.
"Boom, boom, boom"
The devil's artillery staff officer is not a fool, the artillery position within a kilometer quickly let him find out, and the infantry artillery is shelling Min Fei's mortar position.
"Fuck, the devil reacts too fast."
The big man cursed, and the cannonball exploded less than a hundred meters behind him, and if he had withdrawn a minute too late, not only would the cannon not be saved, but even the brothers would have to give an account of it.
"In three minutes, the mortar positions of the Chinese will definitely be destroyed"
The artillery staff officer raised his binoculars and looked towards the place where the shell exploded, hoping to see the churning bodies of the Chinese soldiers in the shock wave.
"Yaga"
"The Chinese ran away"
"Stop shelling"
The artillery staff cursed and told the infantry guns to stop shelling.
In this artillery confrontation, which cannot be called an artillery battle, the devil artillery is completely inferior.
"Da Da Da"
"Boom, boom, boom"
On the North Pole Peak, the fierce battle continued, and the soldiers who slowly climbed up the mountain shot at the devils with machine guns and rifles, and the squads and platoons covered each other and steadily attacked the devils' positions.
"Puff Puff"
The devils who poked their heads out and shot were constantly shot, and the devils, who were originally short of troops, faced the attacks of the two battalions of the 61st Regiment from all sides, and their troops were even more insufficient.
"Your Excellency, the headquarters of the Minshan Oya Brigade is surrounded by squadrons, and the captain of the brigade orders us to serve the emperor."
The communications soldier held the message in his hand and handed it to the squadron leader in the trench.
"Now there is no need for the radio, destroy it, burn all the documents; Order all the soldiers at the squadron headquarters to pick up their guns and fight bravely."
The squadron leader held the command knife and gave the order with a hideous face.
"Hai"
The devil officer next to him nodded yes.
"Kill and give"
The devil officer threw away his yellow-skinned military hat, wrapped a strip of sun cloth around his head, and brandished his command knife frantically.
"Da Da Da"
"Knock Knock"
On the North Pole Peak, the battle became more intense, and the devils completely gave up the breakout and fought frantically with the attacking squadron.
"Mortars, mortars"
Long Zuocai also climbed halfway up the mountain, shouting, in his sight, his things were suppressed by the devil's heavy machine gun at about one hundred and fifty.
"Regiment commander, the mortar is still behind."
The guard pointed to the foot of the mountain.
"Let them come up, get close to the shelling, and blow up the machine gun fire point of the devil to the labor and management"
Long Zuocai shouted loudly, it has been an hour of fighting, the North Pole Peak has not been taken, and there are more and more brothers who have been killed and wounded, and he now doesn't care that the mortar will be damaged.
Zhushan, Ye Peigao Headquarters, Mei Chunhua has been paying attention to the phone and telegram since he returned here.
Reports
A communications soldier reported loudly and rushed into the headquarters.
"Speak"
Ye Peigao and Mei Chunhua stood up and shouted at the same time.
"The devils of the Minshan Mansion tried to reinforce the North Peak, but they have been repelled by Commander Luo."
The communications corps reported the latest battle situation.
"Did you win the North Peak?"
Mei Chunhua asked.
"Still in the fierce battle, the devils on the North Pole Peak are very tenacious, and they have no move to break through."
After the signal corps finished reporting, he saluted and withdrew.
"Order the communication platoon of the division headquarters to set up a telephone line in Shangniujinshan, and the communication must be connected."
Ye Peigao thought for a moment and ordered the signal soldiers to go forward.
"When will the heavy mortar battery of the division headquarters enter the battle"
Ye Peigao suddenly raised his head and looked at the combat staff officer on the side.
The heavy mortar company of the 11th Division, equipped with all 120 mortars, ran out of shells in the Hukou battlefield, and the artillery shells replenished in the theater were already on the way.
"It should be almost there"
The operational staff officer looked at the time and answered Ye Peigao's question.
"Let the heavy mortars immediately find a hidden position, and when the shells arrive, immediately shell the Minshan House."
Ye Peigao slapped the map, Niu Jin Mountain has been taken, and the North Pole Peak is also a matter of time or time, but the Minshan Mansion is the key here, the devil is well fortified here, and there are heavy firepower such as infantry artillery, it is not so simple to attack.
"Yes"
After the combat staff salute, he walked out of the headquarters.
"Zla"
At this time, Mei Chunhua looked at Ye Peigao, he didn't know how many resources of the division headquarters Ye Peigao still held in his hand, so he struck a match and lit a cigarette.