Rise From Eight Hundred

The Japanese bomber formation did not stop supporting their infantry, which was about to fall into a desperate situation, because of the loss of one plane.

At Xiangyue Qingshi's request, within 6 hours, three waves of 36 fighters bombed the mountains in the Changle Village area and the battlefield along the Zhuozhang River.

Looking down from the sky, the originally lush forests were mottled, and the relatively flat Zhuozhang River bank was even more pothole-ridden and devastated, with more than 20 large holes visible to the naked eye.

The river bank on the other side of the Zhuozhang River was blown down in several places. The water of the Zhuozhang River, which had entered the flood season, flowed along the collapsed river bank to the depression, flooding a lot of land that originally belonged to Changle Village.

Of course, since the side where the 683rd Brigade was defended was higher, the river water that broke the embankment basically flowed in the direction of the Second Mixed Brigade.

Although the large area of ​​yellow land did not completely turn into a swamp, it was still muddy. When the Japanese infantrymen stepped on the sturdy but heavy cowhide boots, the attached mud was like two big lead balls tied to their feet.

No wonder Lieutenant Colonel Lai Gu Yi Nan, the vanguard of the First Infantry Battalion of the Second Mixed Brigade, who arrived at Changle Village first, looked at the north bank of the Zhuozhang River with a telescope and cursed the Luhang group of idiots.

The muddy land not only greatly slowed down the speed of the infantry's advance, but also made the Type 94 armored vehicles difficult to move on such ground. Isn't this helping the Chinese in disguise?

What's more terrible is that when Lai Gu Yi Nan thought that the vast majority of imperial officers and soldiers had to lie in such mud to fight the Chinese, even if he didn't have to roll into mud monkeys, his scalp was numb.

The commander was like this, not to mention the Japanese infantry who were exhausted from the 7-hour forced march of 40 kilometers. Looking at the mud in front of them that was soaked by the river water that broke through the dike, the Japanese infantry looked at each other in surprise.

"Baga! What are you all standing there for? Order the 2nd Infantry Squadron, the 4th Infantry Squadron, and the Heavy Machine Gun Squadron to be on alert. The 2nd Engineer Squadron and the 1st Infantry Squadron and the 3rd Infantry Squadron to immediately arrive at 700 meters from the river and dig field trenches." Lai Gu Yinan was quite decisive. He knew that with the 700 or 800 men under his command, it would be impossible to easily break through the Chinese defense line on the opposite side. The construction of field trenches for infantry to avoid machine guns and artillery shells has become inevitable.

The distance of 700 meters can far avoid the range of the Chinese machine rifles. With the ability of the Japanese engineers, they can first dig a horizontal trench, then dig a communication trench forward, and then dig horizontally. It won't take too long to form two complete trench lines that can be attacked and defended.

The closest to the river is perhaps only two or three hundred meters away.

Facing the muddy ground formed by the bombing of their own air force, thinking about the dilemma of turning into mud monkeys without a place to take a bath, the Japanese engineers and infantrymen carrying shovels and pickaxes were all kinds of MMP in their hearts.

But military orders are hard to disobey. They also know that if they don't conquer the defense line in front of them, a large number of Chinese troops may rush here at any time. A little more mud on the body will not kill people, but the Chinese can really kill people.

After six days and six nights of highland battles in the mountains, the arrogance of the infantrymen of the Second Mixed Brigade, who were originally heroic and high-spirited, had long been kicked into their crotches by the Chinese soldiers with their fearless spirit, especially when they thought that their opponents might be the legendary 683 Brigade and the Four-Line Regiment, the most elite Chinese in the southeastern Shanxi region, they were even more terrified.

Being afraid before fighting is a taboo in military strategy!

The time and place are not on the side of the Second Mixed Brigade. Before anything happened, the Japanese army had already committed three taboos.

However, the Second Mixed Brigade now has only this one way to go. According to the report of the Japanese reconnaissance plane, when the Second Mixed Brigade was marching towards Changle Village, less than 20 kilometers behind them, a Chinese army of more than 10,000 people was chasing them.

That's fine. With the current strength of the Second Mixed Brigade, it is enough to make a comeback and fight a decisive battle with this Chinese army with a similar strength. But before Yamamoto ordered the whole army to stop marching, another urgent telegram came from the headquarters.

'With Wuxiang as the center, a large number of Chinese troops were found to be moving in the mountains with a radius of 40 kilometers, at least 3 infantry divisions! '

This telegram completely put an end to Yamamoto's idea of ​​fighting a decisive battle with the daring Chinese army behind him. They only need to delay him for two days, and his Second Mixed Brigade may face a besiege by 40,000 or even 50,000 Chinese troops.

At that moment, no one knew whether Yamamoto had regretted it in his heart. Judging from the current situation, perhaps staying in the mountains and defending the dangerous place was the most prudent strategy.

In fact, even at this time, Yamamoto had another choice besides continuing to move forward alone. He abandoned all the baggage, including artillery and tanks, and the Second Mixed Brigade entered the mountains in the form of pure light infantry.

The Chinese encirclement could not cover the entire mountain range, and there were no fighter planes flying freely in the sky as eyes. He and the Second Mixed Brigade had at least an 80% chance of escaping the mountain.

However, this basically announced that the Second Mixed Brigade had been defeated, and the act of abandoning all the baggage could be called a rout.

They were defeated without firing a single shot. Even if the Second Mixed Brigade could eventually escape the mountain, it would be a shame for the Imperial Japanese Army, and Yamamoto himself would be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame in history and would never be able to turn over.

Before the war, it was not that no generals had expressed concerns about Tang Dao's annihilation of a large-scale Japanese army. Among them, there was the idea that the Japanese generals would abandon their baggage and escape into the mountains.

"That's because you don't know enough about the extreme nation of Japan. They belong to the Eastern civilization, but they don't have what we call 'a real man can bend and stretch, and it's unknown whether he will come back one day'. They are extreme in everything they do, extremely cruel, extremely brave, and extremely obsessed with honor. Compared with this, life is not that important.

So, they will definitely not make such an embarrassing escape!" Tang Dao, who did not participate in the meeting, entrusted Brigade Commander Cheng to reply to the generals.

The generals suddenly realized that their considerations were not as detailed and comprehensive as those of a small regiment commander. They put the Japanese generals on the same level of thinking as themselves, but Tang Dao had already considered a national character.

Moreover, the word 'extreme' is a very accurate summary. Looking at what the Japanese army did on the Chinese battlefield, it is the embodiment of these two words.

In fact, the Japanese army on the battlefield in China only showed "extremeness". It was not until the Pacific battlefield several years later that the Japanese army really showed "extremeness" to the fullest.

"Kamikaze" and "suicide single-person submarine" are all original creations of the Japanese army. They regarded the residents of the entire island as their own food reserves, and used underground tunnels across the island to fight against the submachine guns, naval guns, and aircraft of the American soldiers. More than 20,000 soldiers defending the island ended up with 22,000 deaths and only 1,000 survivals, resulting in 6,800 deaths and more than 20,000 injuries to the American soldiers who were completely reduced in dimension.

Why do you think the United States wants to drop the big fat bomb to fix them? That's because the US Army General Staff calculated that if they landed on the Japanese mainland and used conventional warfare, the US Army would suffer more than one million casualties.

With the United States's nature of never submitting to anyone, it was also frightened by the extreme little Japan. Shouldn't the newly made big fat bomb be arranged?

It is said that the United States has already made plans. If the little Japanese still don't kneel down and call you daddy, then continue to attack, even if the Japanese island is sunk.

Fortunately, the extreme Japanese knelt down decisively in order to continue their race.

And this kneeling is not a big deal. The extreme characteristics are revealed again. They actually like kneeling. No matter how the United States abuses them, even if they are given iron whips and torches, Japan still kneels firmly on the ground, with a posture of being your son for generations.

Really, the Tang Dao from the future has seen many nations on the earth, the cunning and wise Xilai people, the old Maozi with single-minded thinking but extremely developed limbs, the tough and cruel Southeast people, even the weird Indian brother who took a motorcycle on the parade, who never wants to be a bitch, has never seen the Japanese. Anyway, we will go all the way to the end without turning.

Even if we are a turtle grandson, we must use a hundred years of time to calculate.

Tang Dao knew the characteristics of the Japanese nation too well. This idea flashed through Yamamoto's mind and was immediately rejected by himself.

Yamamoto still decided to follow the previous battle plan and rush to Changle Village. He wanted to fight his way out there and jump out of the encirclement carefully designed by the Chinese, so that the Chinese would be happy for nothing.

Of course, this was also because he still had confidence in himself and the Imperial Army Aviation. He did not believe that the mere 10,000 Chinese troops could still hold the line of defense under the bombing of dozens of bombers dispatched by the Army Aviation and the impact of his elite troops.

He overestimated his army aviation and even more the combat effectiveness of his own infantry, or in other words, he underestimated his opponent too much.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. At this moment, Yamamoto did not know himself or the enemy.

First of all, the more than ten tons of bombs dropped by 36 fighters did cause some losses to the 683rd Brigade, which was inevitable in the war.

But the anti-artillery holes dug in advance and the large number of wooden men for camouflage reduced this loss by at least 80%.

The 683rd Brigade suffered about 500 casualties in these three waves of bombing, which was a number that surprised Brigade Commander Cheng.

Before this, he estimated the number to be 1,500. It was a tragedy that more than half of the infantry regiment had to be lost before the battle with the Japanese infantry officially started. But it was also a cruel reality.

If there were no mountains to cover, perhaps this number would have doubled. The reason why the Japanese army repeatedly defeated the enemy with fewer troops was that they had completely mastered air superiority. If they lost air superiority, they would definitely not be able to achieve the current results with only heavy ground firepower.

The losses of the 683rd Brigade were not as severe as Yamamoto imagined. The infantry strength was still there, and the artillery that had been hiding was not damaged at all. This alone was enough to give the Second Mixed Brigade a hard time.

Moreover, in order to deal with the Four-Line Regiment that was chasing from the rear, Yamamoto had to call on two infantry battalions and a baggage battalion as the rear guard to protect his rear wing. The troops placed in the front to break through the Zhuozhang River defense line, plus the engineers and baggage soldiers, would never exceed 4,000 people.

The more than 800 Japanese troops who arrived first did not attack rashly. Two understaffed infantry squadrons and a heavy machine gun squadron were also very stable in guarding the flanks and the front, and basically did not give the Chinese troops in the mountains a chance to break out.

However, this does not mean that the 683rd Brigade will watch them "leisurely" build trenches and then extend the trenches to their own defense zone.

The current 683rd Brigade has grown up with the silent support of Tang Dao, who gave some guns today and some artillery tomorrow. It is not a complete form! At least it is a semi-finished product now.

This time, for the Second Mixed Brigade, the commander of the 921st Division, Liu, spent a lot of money. In such a difficult battlefield against the 16th Division, he still drew 4 75 mountain guns and an artillery company to arrive with the 683rd Brigade. In addition, the 30 mortars accumulated in the past few months and sent by a certain regiment commander just because of a disagreement, the heavy firepower is not comparable to the more than 20 75 mountain guns carried by the Second Mixed Brigade!

At least, it will never be the passive beating as usual. If you use the turtle fist to hit me like a storm, I can also come with a crotch kick, a black tiger heart-piercing kick, etc.

"Damn it! You killed my people, and you dare to dig trenches in front of me?" Wang Xiaoqiang, the highest commander of the Zhuozhang River defense line, looked at the Japanese army hundreds of meters away through the telescope, and his back teeth creaked.

Those temporary anti-artillery holes may be able to withstand the bombardment of 75 mountain guns or even 100mm cannons, but they are still too fragile for 500-pound bombs.

Just three hours ago, a 500-pound bomb dropped by a Japanese bomber hit the area 20 meters above an anti-artillery hole. Although it did not hit directly, the terrible energy still collapsed the cave supported by rough wood.

There were nearly 70 people in it. The roar of Japanese fighter planes was still in his ears. Wang Xiaoqiang, who received the news, rushed out of the anti-artillery hole first and led people to dig the soil frantically.

But it was still too late. More than 40 of the 70 young people suffocated under the soil.

Some of them followed the 80th Army across most of China, and did not die in the snow-capped mountains and grasslands, nor did they die on hundreds of battlefields; some were locals who had just joined the army for less than 3 months, sweating profusely on the training ground every day, just to defend their homes;

But everything they had done was in vain. On this battlefield, they did not fire a single shot. Many people did not wear military uniforms to camouflage themselves as wooden men, and died here with their upper bodies naked because of suffocation.

Watching the pale and young faces lying quietly in front of him, Wang Xiaoqiang, the head of the regiment, felt distressed!

He, who always had a loud voice, did not say a word, but sat beside his already extremely quiet soldiers, silently lit all the cigarettes on his body and stuck them in the soil.

That was his last stock, and he did not know whether his young soldiers could still smell the smell of tobacco, but he wanted to do it.

Perhaps, this young and strong head hoped that his soldiers would open their eyes and call him head again!

Unfortunately, this is a battlefield, there are not so many perhapss.

It was extremely lucky to be able to rescue the outermost twenty people.

"Captain, although it is within the range of the heavy machine gun, it is too far away. It is estimated that it would be a waste of bullets to fire. I think it is better to save it for the Japanese attack!" Captain Xiao Ding on the side advised.

He knew his captain's personality very well. The Japanese planes killed and injured nearly 100 people in the 772nd Regiment. For Wang Xiaoqiang, it was a big loss. He had to make up for this anger.

"Bullshit! You are still stingy until now. The Japanese are still playing ball. If the heavy machine gun is not good, then take out the 4 mortars assigned to your 1st Battalion and bomb them." Wang Xiaoqiang glared.

"Captain, there are only 30 shells left in the 4 mortars, and they have to be kept to deal with the Japanese attack!" Captain Xiao Ding's face suddenly became bitter.

"Then I'll tell you, tonight, Commander Tang will send 500 shells to my regiment. Do you want to fight or not? If not, I'll give this task to the 2nd Battalion." Wang Xiaoqiang put his eyes back to the telescope and stopped looking at his first battalion commander.

"Fire, 16 shells, no, 20 shells!" When Captain Xiao Ding heard this, he didn't care about the mere 20 shells.

Even if the battalion's mortar platoon has used up all the shells, there is still the regiment's mortar company! A step back, the 4 mountain guns placed in the mountains by the brigade are not for nothing.

So, while the Japanese engineers and infantry were sweating and fighting the mud, shells exploded around them.

The Chinese, unscrupulously used mortars to stop them from digging trenches.

Caught off guard, more than a dozen Japanese infantrymen fell down with screams, and red flowed in the mud.

The Japanese infantry was so miserable that they could only kneel in the mud and start digging. Before the trenches were dug two feet deep, facing the mortar shells that could fly at any time, they were like little girls who met a bad guy. They had no defense except crying because of being hurt.

The situation was reported to Lai Gu Yinan, who was planning to use Changle Village as a temporary command center. The Japanese major had a gloomy face and his eyes flashed with horror.

Are the Chinese so rich? The battle has not yet begun, and they dare to "waste" precious shells like this.

What's more terrible is that the range of the mortars used by the Chinese side can be as high as 2,500 meters. Can it threaten his village as a temporary command center at any time?

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