Chapter 147: Pig Charge

"This four-line warehouse is really impossible to attack......"

"Lie down again, those cowards just lay down......"

The officers in the joint command of the sea and land on the attacking side couldn't help but mutter.

In their minds, it was only a few tens of meters away, and they should rush in with a shout. Then entangle with them for a white-knuckle fight, and then ......

To deal with a four-line warehouse, the navy and army dispatched nearly 20,000 people before and after, launched many attacks, and suffered heavy casualties. But that devil's city-like building can't be attacked no matter what.

Even this incident has become a joke internationally.

"That building, at best, hides two thousand defenders. The Japanese side, which could attack, mobilized 20,000 men and 15 tanks in front and rear, but did not attack for four consecutive days......"

This is a press release, even a press release with images. It is said that he is a European journalist who wants to send a film report back to China.

At that time, I watched movies and reported the news of the day.

The Japanese officers in the joint command posts, which were strictly ordered, came under great pressure from their respective military departments.

"General, we ...... Let's use our reserves, and continue like this......"

More than 10,000 people crouched on the battlefield below the four rows of warehouses, crushed by the fire that fell from under the building.

Fifty meters closer, except for those inexplicable, I don't know what model of weapon caused a huge act. The most headache was the crossfire on both sides of the four-row warehouse.

A large number of shells and machine-gun bullets fell on the charging people from the two dead ends. Neither those in the charge nor those in the suppression of the fire have the slightest safety at all.

Actually, it was a grenade thrown from the building, and they couldn't figure out how those guys threw the grenade so accurately even if they wanted to break their heads.

Supposedly, where they threw grenades, they couldn't see the people downstairs at all.

It's just that the location of those damn grenades is accurate, and it makes the scalp tingle. And they were all under human control, and they all exploded without hitting the ground.

It can also be seen clearly from the binoculars, the person in front of him is lying down, and the person behind has to lie down helplessly.

The people who lay down did not stop dying, but their death did not worry the officers behind. On the contrary, those covering fires are suffering heavy casualties because of the stagnation of their offensive.

Those heavy shells that don't know what to launch with and can't hit far explode on the ground.

The power of the explosion of the 200-millimeter shell caused either death or injury to people within a radius of several tens of square meters.

The most hateful thing was the clumsy white smoke shells, probably about the same power as an infantry gun, but they fired so fast.

It was fired from the shoulders of people, and the shots were all at close fire support points such as machine guns or grenadiers.

There are also an unknown number of snipers, although at the moment they are busy fighting the snipers of the Japanese Army's Higashikawa unit, but they are not left behind.

So how do you smash this hard walnut, no, this iron walnut.

According to some special sources, the Chinese regular army stationed inside has retreated, and the current defenders inside are the hateful former German paratrooper officer who gritted his teeth, and a group of prisoners he rescued by breaking into the prisoner camp.

But it is such a group of people, and the firepower of the Sixing Warehouse is still so strong at this moment.

Not only that, but it's morning, and those hateful big kites that take advantage of the south wind are slowly being released from the rooftops.

Compared to what snipers can't suppress to some extent, shoulder rocket people, and snipers, that kind of "heavy artillery" and kites are really impossible to deal with.

The gun can't be shot, after all, a kite made of bamboo and rags is not worth as much as a bullet.

But when it really flies a few tens of meters away, it drops steel helmet mines and grenades with a large amount of shrapnel like an airplane.

The task caused by one explosion is dozens of people.

In particular, the stench of gunsmoke will make everything a kilometer away look like a toilet.

It's too vicious, it's too vicious, it's too vicious...... Whoever kills people with dung, no one will come out to take care of it?

What to do now, to watch, those high-powered weapons, are calculating and attacking layer by layer to "clear" the infantry lurking underneath to avoid artillery fire?

Damn infantry, don't you know that as long as you storm the warehouses of the four rows, the people inside are not capable of fighting you in a white-knuckle battle at all, they are not even regular troops.

Unfortunately, the soldiers preferred to lie on the ground and be bombed, neither daring to run back, nor daring to face the charge of the "cripple makers" mines that would spew a foul stench at any moment.

No matter how much the officers cried out in the ground, not a single one of them stood up.

All the people lying on the ground looked nervously at the steel helmet thunder hanging on the devastated walls on the first and second floors.

As long as someone dares to stand up, they are just a squirt...... Within thirty meters all the people will fall.

No one in the world has ever had such a deep understanding of directional mines, especially the Japanese, who like the weak armor of the infantry, and there is nothing they can do in the face of this kind of anti-infantry mines that are specially designed to deal with the charge of the brigade.

"Charge...... Charge, you damn rifles......"

The gendarmes who were supervising the charge in the back could not stand it, and they roared and charged forward with infantry with Japanese flags on their bayonets.

And it's not the kind of charge that is usually silent and requires brains.

As they move forward, they shout "Hurrah" in their mouths...... At the same time, he kicked the infantry lying on the ground behind him, and even stabbed some soldiers who were unwilling to get up directly into the ground.

"Hooray...... Hooray......"

The infantrymen who finally lay down on the ground, encouraged and forced by the gendarmes, got up one or two from their prostrated places and staggered forward, shouting "Banzai" together as they ran...... Hooray......"

Finally, the soldiers underground were inspired by this shout of "Long live", and one by one they stood up, tore their throats and shouted "Long live...... Rush forward.

Now the soldiers, who are suffering under artillery fire, finally understand that this is not a normal attack, and that there is no turning back from the "banzai" charge that will die if it is not victorious.

This charging tactic is also known as the "pig charge", in which the soldiers shout "Your Majesty the Emperor, Banzai", in contrast to the usual charge.

However, in the later stages of World War II, this charge would have been defeated by the heavy fire of automatic weapons, and little success would have been achieved.

But in the early stage, I taught the US-Philippine coalition a few lessons in the Pacific.

Especially in the Chinese battlefield, under the weak firepower, the Chinese army often found it difficult to stop even their normal charge.

However, on the battlefield of the Sixing Warehouse this time, it turned out that it was extremely stupid to charge in the face of the huge number of directional mines.