Feng Shengfa, commander of the 58th Division, used a telescope to observe the Japanese troops under the mountain gradually approaching his defensive position, and his heart slowly lifted.

Although in front of his position, according to Zhang Sixing's method, he also turned a large number of traps, including bullet mines, crab claws, steel helmet mines and other weapons, his heart was still nervous.

As a cadet of the first phase of the Whampoa Military Academy, he has fought many battles over the years, but he has never seen anyone fight like the people at the paratrooper school. They are not afraid of others attacking, but they seem to be afraid that others will not attack.

It can be seen from yesterday's ambush of the 6th Division with a few snipers and rocket artillery that such troops cannot give them a chance to get closer.

Otherwise...... Seeing from yesterday to now, Feng Shengfa is even a little sympathetic to the Japanese.

At least 2,000 corpses have been thrown from yesterday to now, but until now, they have not been able to see a single soldier of the paratrooper school, and they have not even had a chance to shoot.

It is certain that so far they have not even figured out where the positions of the paratrooper school are.

Of course, Feng Shengfa didn't know what happened to the reconnaissance team of the paratroop school, and in general, the commanders of the Japanese Sixth Division knew that this was true. And because the "Four Elements Demon King" is on that mountain, no matter which army attacks, the soldiers have to be halved.

He will not know how active the people in the paratrooper school really are compared to his fifty-eighth division.

At this moment, they had no defensive pressure, so they simply sent people wearing camouflage nets to lay mines in front of the position again.

For example, set up a few crab claws in the crater or lay some bullet mines or something, anyway, this kind of trap is easy to arrange. After the former is unfolded, it is good to throw it out, but the bullet has to take a bamboo pole and poke a hole in the ground.

Of course, it is only distributed in the craters that have been blown out by shells, and as for those who are in the grass and the paratrooper school do not go, who knows if the bullet mines inside have been damaged by heavy artillery.

Fortunately, the mouths of the bullets and thunders are just plugged with paper, and the rain will be invalid after this battle, and it will not affect the subsequent life of the people.

Feng Shengfa, who looked at himself guarding the mountain from the telescope, ordered through the battlefield phone,

"Command mortars ......"

But after saying these few words, he suddenly stopped. From the ridge of Niushou Mountain, to the west of the general, a "swish" sound sounded like rain hitting leaves.

The rocket eggs with feathered flames suddenly dispersed as they flew to the highest point, and patches of porcelain grenades were fired out of the projectile.

The Japanese soldiers on the march in front immediately dispersed as if they had been attacked by surprise.

What Feng Shengfa, who saw this scene in the telescope, couldn't understand was that even if the scattered Japanese were scattered, they would not hold their heads and fall to the ground as if they were under artillery bombardment.

Instead, like the tide, he opened his legs and ran desperately into the distance. While dispersed, many Japanese soldiers threw down their weapons. The soldiers who were driving the carriage simply drove the carriage away. Even the cavalry on the war horse didn't care about his own people at all when he fled, but directly knocked over everything that stood in his way.

This, even if the Guo army encounters a cannonball, it will not be like this, this is too exaggerated.

Yesterday I saw that kind of rocket artillery bombardment, they are nothing more than throwing a bunch of porcelain grenades, is it good, what can it be counted.

However, when the cannonball fell and exploded, Feng Shengfa took off the telescope in disbelief and took a look at it, and then brought it back to his eyes to watch.

Flames, countless flames at the exploding submunitions, forming a terrible umbrella of fire towards the front cover.

There were no dead ends, prostrate dodging was ineffective, and the Japanese soldiers in overcoats were burned like candle heads, running around in flames.

Even if someone runs faster and plunges headlong into the icy pool, you can see bright flames and wisps of white mist coming out of the water.

Gasoline fires and asphalt fires can be extinguished. But the fire of white phosphorus that burns into the meat cannot be extinguished even in water, and can even burn all the way to the bone.

Putting down the binoculars, Feng Shengfa was on the top of the General Mountain, looking at the Japanese troops that were directly scattered on the battlefield, he couldn't believe his eyes.

While the first wave of 12-round frightened Japanese soldiers in front of the line fled, the latter wave of 12-round rocket shells had exploded above the heads of the other group, the stunned Japanese soldiers.

What Feng Shengfa did not expect was that this rocket artillery salvo caused the two marching brigades of the Japanese army to collapse. And their collapse was like a plague, instantly spreading to the Japanese troops behind.

What Feng Shengfa didn't expect was that even the Japanese marching brigade that was not attacked did not attack Niushou Mountain as soon as they saw the rout, but quickly dispersed like a ghost and fled desperately backwards together.

Hansen, who was on the top of the mountain, watched himself shoot twice and crushed the Japanese troops who were preparing to march to General Hill, and couldn't help but think a little proudly:

In particular, if this is our German artillery, do we still need to fight this battle......

was proud in his head, but it did not affect him to carry out Zhang Sixing's orders,

"Whew......"

A loud hooligan whistle sounded, and his men all looked over to him and saw him desperately gesticulating.

Then the sheep were put back on, and everyone strode away according to the predetermined evacuation route.

It has to be said that at this time, the artillery training of the Japanese army far exceeded that of the gunners of the fruit army. Before Hansen could run a hundred meters with his men, the sound of heavy artillery bombardment was already heard behind him.

Listening to the sound of "farewell" behind him, Hansen on the run couldn't help but think:

Shoot for one...... Is the charm of the commander really so great in Europe, otherwise how could he come up with such a way of fighting.

Well, the red light district, where a guy like him who only knows how to fight, the pretty girls there...... Eh, no, Yelena doesn't look like a chick in that kind of place, isn't it...... I went, and the girls in Europe heard too much about the legend of Robin Hood.

Guessing the chief's romantic history, Hansen and his men hurriedly fled from the mountain beam where the cannon was fired.

Almost at the same time, the same sound of shelling sounded on the western ridge, and it was the explosion of a heavy artillery.

It seems that the commander really annoyed the 6th Division, bombarding us with more than 100 mm artillery. This kind of way of changing a chick with a shot is really good, but it is a bit leg-consuming.

If the fight starts again, Lao Tzu will go to the trench of the infantry in front, and if he runs around like this, sooner or later Lao Tzu's leg will not be saved.

No matter what Hansen thought in his heart, the first attack of the 6th Division in the afternoon was so inexplicably stopped.

And then......

Surprisingly surprised by the persistence of the Japanese, they did not attack Niushou Mountain in a fit of rage. On the contrary, the reorganized army far bypassed the strike range of Niushou Mountain and tried to continue to attack the front on both flanks of Niushou Mountain.

Not only that, but near evening, the Japanese heavy artillery units began to withdraw from the top of Niushou Mountain.

This made Zhang Sixing, who would definitely attack at night, a little depressed,

"What is this, the heavy artillery runs away at night, bushido, the spirit of bushido?"