Rise From Eight Hundred

Claymore anti-personnel mine, also known as broadsword mine!

This directional anti-personnel mine developed by American cowboys during the Vietnam War in the 1960s has pre-made fragmentation grooves, which can cause fragments to fly in a certain direction when it explodes. In addition, the large number of steel balls hidden in it can cause great damage with a very small number.

According to the description of the mine in the US "Mine Field Manual", its explosion killing range includes 50 meters in front, spreading in a fan-shaped range with a wide angle of 60 degrees, and a height of 2 to 4 meters. The maximum range of its steel balls can even reach 250 meters, including a moderate killing range of about 100 meters.

The Sihang Regiment Arsenal had already imitated some test products of this mine before the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain and used them in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain. However, due to some haste at that time, the power was only two-thirds of the genuine broadsword mine at most.

After the Zhongtiaoshan Campaign and the Chinese New Year, the mine research and development team continued to work on the problem. With the help of the "cyclone explosives", the anti-infantry mine named Taihang 1939-01 was officially finalized before Tang Tuanzuo led the army to set off.

The iron box with a total weight of no more than 2 kilograms contained 600 steel balls contaminated by livestock feces, while the cyclone explosives were less than 500 grams.

Because the imitation broadsword mine does not use explosives to kill people at all, but purely uses steel balls that are directional and hit by the energy of explosives.

As long as it is within a wide angle of 60 degrees, even if it is 100 meters away, the steel balls with a range of more than 200 meters can shoot it to a peach blossom on the face.

However, because the Taihang 1939-01 mine has a fine production process and a monthly output of only 300, each infantry squad carried 4 before the expedition.

In order to ensure that Chuanzi's 8th squad would not be breached by the Japanese army, Lao Suanpan deployed three in front of Chuanzi's position at once, two of which were trip-fire type and one was active electronic ignition type.

A Japanese veteran who had arrived 80 meters in front of the 8th squad's position moved very flexibly, bent over and rushed a few steps, then rolled to the side of the stone, dodging the bullets from the opposite side, and fired a shot at the Chinese position above.

Although he had no time to aim at all, the Japanese veteran's shooting skills were really accurate. The shot still hit a stone less than 40 centimeters away from Chuanzi, and the broken stone chips flew across Chuanzi's cheek, leaving a bloody line.

"Damn it!" Chuanzi didn't feel the pain on his cheek at all, and was about to call on the people around him to focus their fire to kill this Japanese soldier who was flexible and had excellent shooting skills.

Then he saw the Japanese soldier jump again and rush out from his hiding place. If nothing unexpected happened, his next target should be a natural earth pit eight or nine meters ahead.

If he could reach there, he would have enough space to protect himself. With the shooting skills of this Japanese veteran, even if the Chinese had strong enough fortifications to protect him, the distance of 70 meters would be enough for him to easily kill one or two people.

But there is a popular saying on the Internet in the future of China: If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen.

The crazy Japanese veteran did not see that while he was trying his best to show his core strength, a tough fishing line was caught by his cowhide boots and pulled hard!

"Boom!" A cloud of gunpowder smoke rose about seven meters to the left of the Japanese veteran.

The air wave formed by the explosion pushed the Japanese veteran to the side fiercely. The first reaction of the Japanese veteran who was dizzy by the air wave was, do the Chinese have artillery?

This is unscientific! If there is artillery, shouldn't it be more than 200 meters away to suppress firepower? How could it be fired only a few dozen meters away from its own position?

A shocking scream sounded behind the Japanese veteran.

"Ah! Ah! My eyes!" The appearance of a Japanese soldier covering his face and screaming desperately on the ground was palpitating.

But compared to this, the Japanese soldier who covered his crotch and twitched on the ground without rolling, that kind of silent expression made the Chuanzi on the position a hundred meters away feel the intense pain.

In front of the steel ball with an initial velocity of more than 400 meters per second, let alone the testicles, even a sturdy 90-type steel helmet can be hit with a hole.

The Japanese army fell at least 20 people because of this tricky operation of the Japanese veteran!

The Japanese veteran who just woke up from the dizziness turned his head and looked back with disbelief!

There were almost no new recruits among his colleagues. They were at least veterans who had participated in the Battle of Central China. They had extremely rich experience in battlefields like this attack on the Chinese defense line. The distance between individual soldiers was at least more than five or six meters. Even if it was a 155 heavy artillery, it would not make colleagues who were still sixty or seventy meters away cover their faces and wail!

What secret weapon did the Chinese use?

What was even more painful for the Japanese second lieutenant who served as the commander of the attack here was that of the 21 men under his command who were attacked by the sudden attack, only 4 were killed on the spot because they were hit in vital positions by the explosion fragments, and the remaining 17 were only injured but not killed.

This meant that the remaining 30 men in his infantry squad had to take out more than a dozen people to drag these unfortunate guys off the battlefield.

There was less than a squad of troops left, so what was the point of attacking!

A broadsword mine caused a full-strength infantry squad of 54 people to return empty-handed!

The most miserable was the Japanese veteran who showed off his skills. When the order to retreat came from the foot of the mountain, he knew that it was difficult to move forward, and it was not so easy to run.

He was really too close to the Chinese position!

"The Japanese want to run away, leave that bitch here for me!" Kawako reacted quickly. As soon as he heard the sound of the Japanese army's hand-cranked siren coming from the distance, he immediately realized that the Japanese army wanted to retreat first.

Sixty-seven guns immediately focused their fire on the position where the Japanese veterans were just now, hitting the Japanese veterans so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads, let alone fight back.

Unfortunately, the Japanese army was not a vegetarian. The grenade launchers and light machine guns stationed 400 meters away also immediately opened fire to cover the ground.

Even if they were protected by fortifications, the soldiers of Class 8 instinctively lowered their bodies to avoid it, which naturally gave this Japanese veteran a chance to escape.

Seeing the Japanese veterans moving down at high speed under the cover of their own firepower, they even arrogantly used a stone as a cover 180 meters away and fired 4 shots at the position. Almost every shot was on target, if there were not a bunker. , the soldiers of Class 8 had received fairly strict training beforehand, and they all lowered their bodies extremely low, which was very likely to cause casualties.

"What a fool! You're so arrogant!" Kawako punched the ground hard, but there was nothing he could do.

At a distance of nearly 200 meters, Kawako only had half a chance of hitting the target, let alone a veteran with such superb evasion skills.

"Don't worry, squad leader, we're watching him! As long as he dares to move, our eight guns can kill him no matter what." A young soldier who must not be more than 20 years old is full of confidence.

"Well! Everyone must be careful. The battle is not over yet. The Japanese's marksmanship is very accurate. Don't be careless!" Kawako nodded, reminding his soldiers like a squad leader.

Because most of the elite are concentrated in the top-ranked infantry squads, the average military age of the 8th squad is no more than 3 months, and the average age is no more than 20 years old. The 18-year-old Kawako has one year of experience in the militia, so he is in the army. I have also learned a lot of tactics from the veterans, and I am usually very good at convincing people!

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Takeo Yoshikawa saw that the gunfire chasing him on the opposite position gradually became sparse, but the veteran's intuition told him that the Chinese had not given up.

However, not only was there no fear in Takeo Yoshikawa's eyes, but there was a fierce light in his eyes.

As the top soldier of the Songbei Squadron, Takeo Yoshikawa, who is already a reserve second lieutenant, has already tested the strength of the Chinese on the other side through the attack just now. The firepower is weak and the shooting ability is extremely poor. If he is given time, it only takes 2 minutes. It can reach the area as close as 30 meters.

What an intoxicating honor it is to lead a small team to break through the Chinese defenses and kill everyone before being officially promoted to second lieutenant in the Imperial Army?

But the Chinese actually possess new weapons with a wide attack surface, which completely shattered his ambitions.

What makes Takeo Yoshikawa even more angry is that these rookies dare to chase him and shoot. He must make them pay the price.

None of the 4 shots just hit the enemy, but Takeo Yoshikawa was not discouraged at all. Perhaps only he knew that the deviation of those shots was actually done intentionally by him.

The Chinese are not good at anything else, but they are very good at saving lives. They use the fortifications they have built long ago to hide their bodies tightly. Even if they have accurate marksmanship that can hit the vital part of the human body at a distance of 350 meters, they will still be able to survive. There is no guarantee that you can kill your opponent with one shot.

Therefore, he deliberately missed the target to eliminate the opponent's high vigilance. In Chinese terms, this is called concealing the truth!

One of his magazines contained five bullets. Four of them had just been used, and one was left, leaving it to the careless Chinese.

Hiding behind a rock, Takeo Yoshikawa took off his military uniform, stuffed broken bushes into it, and then threw it toward the grass below.

Seen from 180 meters away, it looks like a human body jumping, especially to the highly nervous Chinese soldiers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Almost all the soldiers fired without hesitation.

The smoke rising from the gun blurred their vision, allowing them to ignore the big rock they were staring at for at least three seconds.

There, there was a black muzzle sticking out.

That was the first time Takeo Yoshikawa had the opportunity to aim for more than 3 seconds on this battlefield.

As long as the Chinese shoot, no matter how low they crawl, they will be exposed to the ground by more than 15 centimeters.

"No, I've been fooled. Pay attention, that's not a human being!" Kawako just realized something was wrong.

"Bang Gou'er!" There was a crisp gunshot.

A soldier tilted his head and lay motionless in his fighting position!

The soldiers around him sensed something was wrong, and quickly dived into the trench, pulling their comrade who was only trembling slightly into the trench. They saw that his comrade's face was covered in blood, and there was a ferocious blood hole the size of a cup on his forehead.

Takeo Yoshikawa's shot was so accurate!

"Stock!" the soldier exclaimed as he took off his military uniform in the hope of plugging the big bloody hole in his comrade's head.

But obviously, that was in vain.

Not only could he not stop the blood pouring out of Bobo, but his comrade's body was also completely paralyzed.

"Squad leader, Shuanzi is dead!" Looking at Kawako who was bent over and running towards him, the soldier couldn't stop crying.

This was the first time that Class 8 officially participated in the battle, and it was also the first time that there were sacrifices.

Seeing the comrade he had been with day and night for the past two months fall in the trench like this, one can imagine Kawako's mood.

"What a bloody Japanese soldier!" Kawako threw off his military cap and threw himself at the soldier's fighting position.

Just when Kawako was about to put the gun on the fighting position, he found that his opponent, who had retracted behind the stone, stretched out a bush branch and shook it. Kawako's eyes instantly turned red.

He understood that all this was planned by the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers wanted to seize their eagerness to kill him, so they used a disguise to attract their attention and give him enough time to aim.

Now, he had completed the killing and was leaving.

The swinging branch was his farewell to his enemy.

"Everyone hide!" Chuanzi didn't care about the strong shame that was pouring out, but shouted heartbreakingly.

The Japanese army dared to do this, so they must have something to hold back. Apart from the infantry gun they had used before, Chuanzi couldn't think of anything else.

Undoubtedly, Chuanzi's judgment this time was correct.

Just three seconds after he shouted to hide, the Japanese infantry gun opened fire, and five consecutive shots were fired at the position, blowing up broken stones, rotten wood and soil.

The 70mm artillery was a well-deserved artifact on this small battlefield. Even the 60mm guns that the old abacus had hidden tightly and had never been used did not have such power.

"When I come again, it will be the death of all of you!" Yoshikawa Takeo swore fiercely as he looked at the smoke erupting from the opposite position.

Then, the Japanese veteran who had won the top three in the shooting competition in the 63rd Infantry Regiment picked up his rifle, bent over and stood up, intending to evacuate quickly to 150 meters away.

There were his fellow tribesmen and the field bunkers he had just dug, where he could eat a few candies and drink a few sips of water to replenish his physical strength. Although the various evasive tactics used in the attack and retreat just now looked simple, they really consumed a lot of his physical strength. Now he felt a sense of emptiness under his feet.

If it weren't for the help of infantry artillery and grenade launchers, he would not dare to leave this big rock that was big enough to hide rashly after losing most of his physical strength.

Just when Yoshikawa Takeo took a step, he suddenly felt a chill!

The veteran who had been in the Chinese battlefield for more than a year and participated in more than ten bloody battles reminded him intuitively that there was a gun aimed at him.

Strong fear surged in his heart, and Yoshikawa Takeo looked to his side in horror. There was also a mountain forest there, just grass, trees and stones.

But Yoshikawa Takeo, who was already stunned, knew that there was a gun aimed at him in the dense grass.

Unfortunately, this time, Yoshikawa Takeo's battlefield intuition was right.

Yang Bicheng, who came to support the 8th squad under the order of Lao Suanpan, had just arrived about 450 meters away from the left wing position when the Japanese army had retreated.

He saw the 8th squad chasing and shooting a Japanese soldier who was extremely skilled in evasive tactics, and also saw the Japanese hiding behind a stone, and even saw the Japanese throwing bait to deceive.

But Yang Bicheng couldn't remind the 8th squad, he was too far away from there, and because of his position, he couldn't shoot the Japanese hiding behind the stone.

So Yang Bicheng chose to wait, waiting for the Japanese to leave the stone!

When the Japanese infantry guns and grenade launchers began to fiercely bombard the 8th squad's position, Yang Bicheng knew that the Japanese were covering the evacuation of this elite Japanese soldier.

His gun was aimed at the angle of view that he could see one meter behind the stone. In order not to arouse the vigilance of the Japanese veteran, Yang Bicheng even lowered his eyes and only looked at that place with the corner of his eyes.

Until the figure of the Japanese elite soldier appeared in the area he had already anchored, he locked the strong figure with his eyes and crosshairs!

At the moment when Yoshikawa Takeo turned his head, Yang Bicheng pulled the trigger.

One shot to the head!

Yoshikawa Takeo fell to the sky!

You stare into the abyss, and the abyss is also staring at you!

Yoshikawa Takeo perfectly interpreted this sentence with his own life!

"Baga!" The Japanese Army Second Lieutenant looked at this scene and angrily inserted his command knife into the ground.

This was the only thing he could do.

In just one round, his full infantry squad was crippled.

But there are obviously others who are worse off than him.

The infantry squad that attacked the 3rd squad was shot dead before they even encountered the broadsword mines only 50 meters away from the 3rd squad's position.

Except for 4 people who were the masterpieces of Yang Bicheng, the other 12 people were basically the result of the cooperation between the long spearmen and the submachine gunners.

Especially in the area of ​​about 120 meters, it was simply a nightmare for the Japanese army!

The infantry artillery could not provide support, and the grenade launchers were frightened by the Chinese sharpshooters and dared not show their heads at will. The Chinese suppressed them with submachine guns and crawled in the grass, and the riflemen aimed and fired at the figures that appeared in the grass without any scruples.

What's the point of this?

Even if they really let them advance a few dozen meters, I'm afraid more people would die faster.

Matsukita Yuki, holding a telescope, took the initiative to issue an order to retreat.

Failed to attack, Matsukita Yuki could only pin his hopes on the infantry squad that was detouring hundreds of meters away to threaten the Chinese from the side and rear, and then attack again.

Even if they had to pile up people, they would pile up the Chinese, who were only an infantry platoon, to death.

Looking at the wounded all over the ground, Captain Matsukita Yuki made a decision in anger.

However, Captain Matsukita Yuki might not know that not only did he have people, but there were more Chinese.

As early as the moment the Japanese army entered the minefield, the pile of wet firewood on the top of the mountain behind Panzhai was ignited.

Thick smoke went straight to the sky!

That was the signal to summon the surrounding mountain villages, the Four-Line Regiment and the Eighth Army to assemble!

According to the regulations of the Four-Line Regiment, the pile was allowed to be ignited only when the Japanese army reached the size of an infantry company.

The Chinese soldiers who were gathering to Panzhai, the Four-Line Regiment had 4 infantry squads, and the Eighth Army had 3 platoons.

The 4 infantry squads of the 4th Regiment only had 60 people, but the 80th Army had 8 infantry squads in one platoon, and 3 platoons meant 24 squads, nearly 400 people.

This does not include the 4 village militia companies with muskets and spears, about 500 people!

The Chinese gathered more than a thousand people, and no less than 200 of them had extremely strong combat effectiveness.

You know, the infantry squads of the 4th Regiment alone had 4 MG42s and 4 60mm mortars. If 16 MP38 submachine guns were added, the continuous firepower was far superior to the two infantry squadrons of the Japanese army.

While waiting for the Japanese infantry squad to make a roundabout attack, Songbei Yuki and more than 400 Japanese soldiers also missed the best time to retreat.

The first landmine war on the North China Plain was destined to be famous for the blood of hundreds of Japanese soldiers! ()