Rise From Eight Hundred

Tang Dao's half-crossing attack is not just to make the Japanese lose the bridge and endure the cold!

The Ming River seems to pass in front of the position of the 7th Company of the 3rd Battalion, but the Japanese army is certainly not stupid enough to cross the river under the guns of Chinese soldiers.

The Japanese army chose a corner 8 miles away from the hillside position. The riverbed there is narrow and far away from the mountainous area. It may be visited by artillery shells, but at least there is no need to worry about being concentrated by machine guns.

However, the First Division still underestimated the density of the artillery equipment of the Fourth Regiment.

The area far away from the battlefield cannot be reached by the 60 mortars of the Third Battalion, but it does not mean that the three 80mm howitzers equipped to the 3rd Battalion cannot reach it.

Moreover, after the huge naval artillery battalion now has 28 150mm howitzers, the original core heavy firepower of 12 Bofors mountain guns has retreated to the second line. The 12 artillery squads and 4 artillery platoons are simply equipped to the artillery companies of the 4 infantry battalions for command, which can be regarded as reducing the intermediate links in communication.

After receiving the Tang Dao military order, Leng Feng not only ordered the 6 long-range artillery pieces of his artillery company to aim at the two bridges built by Japanese engineers 8 miles away, but also contacted the 4th Battalion on the flank. The 6 artillery pieces belonging to the 4th Battalion also raised their muzzles, waiting for orders from Leng Feng.

After letting about 500 to 600 Japanese infantrymen cross the river, the 6 artillery pieces first bombarded and destroyed the Japanese bridge.

Half of an infantry battalion has crossed the river. Major Makoto Yamashita can't let the more than 500 infantrymen return just because the bridge is damaged and the infantry guns and heavy machine guns haven't crossed yet, right?

Then he can only bite the bullet and set an example, take off his pants and wear only crotch pants with the remaining hundreds of Japanese soldiers driving pack horses to cross the river!

Fortunately, the Ming River is not a big river, only more than 40 meters wide, and hundreds of people are scattered on the river of more than 1,000 meters. Except for a little cold, with the artillery strength just shown by China, the harm should not be particularly great.

Yamashita Seiichi thought so, so he just felt cold, not fear.

So, when 12 artillery pieces roared together, the shells fell into the water and stirred up a towering water column, and the Japanese infantry who were struggling to cross the river were instantly covered in blood and flesh, Yamashita Seiichi's testicles almost shrank into his abdomen.

The sudden doubling of the artillery fire made him realize that the meanness of the Chinese was far beyond his imagination. When they just blew up the bridge, they didn't use their full strength at all. It was not until the remaining hundreds of officers and soldiers of his infantry battalion entered the water that they opened fire!

"Baga! Cross the river at full speed!" Yamashita Seiichi shouted heartbreakingly.

The cold just now didn't seem so cold anymore. The sense of urgency of death gave this major commander, who was only 35 years old, endless power. The speed of moving forward quickly in the water with both hands was not much different from that of a 20-year-old boy.

But anyone who has walked in the water knows that the huge resistance, the force of the water flow and the natural buoyancy of the human body mean that even the most agile humans cannot move very fast in the water, especially when they hold their rifles and ammunition in their hands to prevent them from being soaked.

The Japanese infantrymen "squirm" in the river surface of more than 40 meters for at least one minute, and this minute was enough for 12 artillery pieces to pour out 160 shells.

The biggest feature of the Bofors series of artillery is that it is accurate enough. After the test firing determines the artillery coordinates, the error value will never exceed 15 meters.

This is really excellent for an artillery with a range of more than 9,000 meters.

The artillery shooting accuracy of the Sihang Regiment is extremely high, so the Japanese soldiers in the river are in trouble.

At least more than 300 Japanese soldiers fell in this round of artillery coverage in just one minute, and the clear water of the Ming River was dyed red!

This is because the huge resistance of the river water weakened the explosive power of the shells. If it were placed on land, these 160 shells alone would make the infantry battalion of Seiichi Yamashita lose its combat effectiveness.

But this is just the beginning, not the end!

The hundreds of Japanese soldiers who had crossed the river had already dispersed in front of the river beach. They were originally safe, but watching their colleagues struggling in the enemy's artillery fire, especially those who were only seriously injured but not dead, struggling in the water, if they pulled them up, there was still a chance to survive. As soldiers, how could they turn a blind eye?

So, more than a hundred Japanese infantrymen ran frantically from their hiding places to the river bank, trying to save their companions after the Chinese artillery fire weakened.

Little did they know that this was also a trap!

"After one minute of focusing fire on the target river channel, the full-speed firing of each artillery position will be reduced to one-third of the firing rate!"

Three minutes ago, Leng Feng, who arrived at his artillery observation post in person, observed the battlefield with an artillery observation device imported from Krupp Company and gave an order in a cold tone.

"Is Captain Leng afraid that we don't have enough artillery shells? Squad leader, do you want us to call back and tell them that we can fire at full speed for 10 minutes and the Japanese can't be killed." A corporal gunner on a gun position still didn't understand.

As early as the year before, Tang Tuanzuo keenly felt that the Japanese army would make a big move, so he increased the storage of materials in advance.

In the past six months, the Dakouzidong Arsenal produced 80,000 rounds of various artillery shells and 2 million rounds of various bullets, two-thirds of which were transported to Zishan before the war.

Artillery squads like the Bofors 75 mountain gun had already dug tunnels deep into the mountain according to the defense lines of each battalion. The artillery with wheels can be pushed out of the tunnel and fight at the gun positions set up outside the tunnel, or it can be directly fired at the entrance of the tunnel, but the firing range is much smaller.

Each gun position has at least 500 shells stored in the tunnel, which is roughly 20 bases, 10 times the usual number.

Let alone firing 10 shells, even if they are asked to fire 10 times more, each gun position can guarantee to complete the combat mission within 10 minutes.

"You know nothing! Just fight according to the orders given by Captain Leng. If you are so capable, why don't you go to the front line to command?" The artillery squad leader glared.

One of the most stringent military regulations of the Four-Line Regiment is to enforce orders. Those who violate orders and cause serious losses during wartime often have only one way to go, and they will be executed on the spot!

However, so far, no one has been executed for violating this military regulation.

The Army Sergeant who followed Tang Dao from a mortar gunner to a mountain artillery squad leader was unwilling to be the first to try it.

"Order all gun positions to fire at the river beach at full speed according to the coordinates sent back by the artillery observer. 5 minutes!" Leng Feng looked at the shit-yellow color rushing to the river beach from various hiding places from a distance, and gave a cold order.

This is the inspiration Leng Feng got from the sniper battlefield. Snipers spared the lives of infantrymen in order to harvest more infantrymen's lives. Can the artillery group do the same?

The Japanese wounded soldiers struggling in the river were the bait he threw.

I heard that Tang Tuanzuo's First Division was quite radical in the Japanese Army, and even killed Japanese cabinet ministers. How could such passionate young people ignore their seriously injured comrades struggling in the water?

Leng Feng made the right bet!

As soon as the Chinese artillery fire stopped for a while, more than 130 passionate young people embarked on the road to save their comrades.

That was a dead end!

The booming artillery fire took five minutes and fired more than 580 shells, drowning the Japanese troops in the river and on the riverbank without any cover.

Those who were already dead were torn into pieces, and those who were seriously injured but not dead also died. Those who wanted to save people became burial objects!

This also includes Major Yamashita Seiichi, whose leg was broken by the rubble splashed by an artillery shell after he stepped onto the river beach.

He had a chance to summon the soldiers who escaped from the deadly river to help him escape, but unfortunately, the Japanese infantrymen who bravely rushed to save people killed him.

In an area 50 meters away from the river beach, a grenade exploded 8 meters away from Major Yamashita Seiichi, using a palm-sized shell, just like a sharp knife cutting a carrot, easily cut off the head of the Japanese major with two bare hairy legs!

If he had not gone to North China, according to the rut of history, in another two years, Seiichi Yamashita would have been promoted to the lieutenant colonel commander of the 501 Infantry Regiment.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

The artillery fire finally stopped, the thick smoke dissipated, and the Ming River and the river beach were already full of corpses!

There is only one person who can still survive!

Colonel Ryofu Miyauchi, the commander of the 501st Infantry Regiment, who was staying 800 meters away from the bank of the Ming River, had a livid face.

He, who was known as the master of the 1st Division, had completely miscalculated.

He knew that the Chinese in the mountains had 150-caliber heavy artillery after receiving a telegram from the division headquarters, but the 150-caliber heavy artillery was not that threatening to the infantry because of its heavy body, range and range, especially with the mountains blocking it.

He wanted to know the strength of the Chinese small-caliber artillery, which would also help him to deploy the next attack on the current position.

The 501st Infantry Regiment was not an ordinary infantry regiment of 3,800 people, but a reinforced infantry regiment.

The entire infantry regiment has three fully staffed infantry battalions of 1,100 people and four squadrons directly under the regiment, with 4,100 combat infantry alone, another mountain artillery squadron with 4 mountain guns, a 4-gun rapid-fire gun squadron, a 4-gun 92-type mortar, and a 4-gun infantry gun squadron. If the 6 infantry guns of the three infantry battalions are added, the entire regiment has a total of 22 artillery pieces, which can be used for 5,000 combat personnel.

The Chinese heavy artillery is terrible, but that will be solved by the artillery regiment of the Army Aviation Corps and the division. What he needs to solve is the Chinese army in the position in front of him.

So, this divine calculation colonel who would serve as the brigade commander of the first division in the past time and space sent his most elite first infantry battalion to build a bridge across the river 4,000 meters away from the Chinese position.

He calculated that the Chinese would definitely use artillery to bombard the crossing area, and this was indeed the case.

But he only calculated the beginning, not the end.

The number of Chinese artillery with a range of more than 5,000 meters far exceeded his imagination.

What made Miyauchi Yoshio's hair stand on end was not only the number of artillery, but also the Chinese's wanton squandering of artillery shells.

In this wave of saturation bombardment that never lasted more than 10 minutes, the Chinese fired at least 600 shells.

Is this still the Chinese army in his impression? The Imperial Army Headquarters seemed to have written in the "Important Discussions on Operations in the Chinese Theater": The Chinese army has fewer artillery and less artillery shells, which makes it difficult for its heavy firepower to last. If it encounters artillery fire, it can reduce infantry losses by using mobile forces to lure them to attack and consume them.

But at the beginning, the Chinese fiercely fired 600 shells, and it looked like there were not many shells there?

Could it be that the Chinese commander opposite him was a fool? He emptied his family's resources right at the beginning?

If it were in the past, Miyauchi Yoshio might have chosen the former without hesitation, but since he had carefully studied the battle record of the Four-Line Regiment in the North China battlefield on the way to Handan, he would be stupid if he chose the former again.

The Four-line Regiment was lucky to win against the various divisions of the Imperial North China Front Army once or twice, but they won every battle, regardless of whether the troops were of similar strength or had a huge difference in strength, and the Imperial North China Front Army was in a position of being beaten unilaterally.

Yes, due to the pride of the Imperial Army, he was not very willing to admit that the other side was strong, and it was possible that the Imperial North China Front Army was very weak, but there was one thing he had to admit no matter how unwilling he was, that the guy named Tang Dao who commanded the Four-line Regiment was definitely a fierce man.

Whether it was the Four-line Warehouse or Songjiang and Guangde, the Imperial Army was at the level of crushing in terms of both strength and strength, but Tang Dao was still able to lead his troops to escape, and also took advantage of the Imperial Army's pursuit and siege to tear a bloody wound for the Imperial Army.

Facing such a terrible commander, if Miyauchi Yoshio still thought that he was lacking in nerves, then he had really spent 18 years in the army in vain.

That only meant that the Chinese on the opposite side not only had enough artillery, but also had enough artillery shells in reserve!

It didn't matter that his test crippled his elite infantry battalion, and it also gave him a piece of information that made his head buzz.

He actually miscalculated. Leng Feng's 3rd Battalion fired more than 700 shells and killed 400 vanguard troops of the 501st Infantry Regiment of the 1st Division, the enemy in front of him.

Basically, it reached a ratio of 8 shells to kill one enemy.

This ratio is actually exaggerated. According to post-war statistics, it takes about 1,300 bullets or 30 shells or 230 kilograms of aerial bombs and 9 grenades to kill one German soldier.

For example, during the famous Battle of Stalingrad, the Russians transported 300,000 wagons of military supplies to the combat area, including shells and bullets. The bullets alone were as high as 9,568 wagons, and a total of 640,000 tons of ammunition were consumed.

Compared with the two countries that were fully engaged in the war, Japan, with a 30,000-man division with only a hundred artillery pieces, was simply a small-time vegetable.

The Four-Line Regiment, which had already embarked on the artillery doctrine, had already surpassed the Japanese army in terms of ground heavy firepower and artillery intensity.

"Send a message to the 1st Infantry Battalion in front, order it to arrive at the preset position first and wait for orders. No attack is allowed without an attack order.

The rest of the troops should re-select the river crossing location, preferably 6,500 meters away from the enemy position! In addition, order the baggage team and the medical team to go to the battlefield to find the wounded and collect the remains of the imperial officers and soldiers who died in the battle!" Miyauchi Yoshio tried his best to make his tone calm and ordered in an orderly manner.

A mere one-tenth of the war losses would not make this veteran who had been in the army for 18 years lose his composure.

But an hour later, Miyauchi Yoshio was completely broken.

"Requesting support, the Chinese are attacking our troops!" The First Infantry Battalion, which had just arrived at the preset position, used a field radio to send a telegram to the regiment headquarters.

"Baga! Didn't we tell them not to attack! Wait for the main force to arrive?" Miyauchi Yoshio, who was crossing the river in the distance, obviously hadn't reacted yet, and for a moment he couldn't help but be furious.

"Sir, the commander of the regiment, it's not the First Battalion that is attacking the Chinese, but the Chinese are attacking them while our main force is away!" An army lieutenant colonel could only remind in a low voice.

"What? Did the Chinese take the initiative to leave the mountain area to attack our troops?" Miyauchi Yoshio's face was full of disbelief.

What on earth gave the Chinese such courage to take the initiative to leave the position.

Even if the First Infantry Battalion had just suffered losses, it still had six or seven hundred people. Who would dare to besiege them without more than three times the force?

"Baga! Order the 2nd Infantry Battalion to arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible! Order the mountain artillery squadron to cover the front of our position with artillery fire! Order the rest of the troops to speed up the crossing of the river! The Chinese dared to leave their positions, and our troops will make them pay a heavy price!" Miyauchi Yoshio gave the order with his face flushed.

Miyauchi Yoshio was angry not because the 1st Infantry Battalion would suffer losses if attacked, but because he felt despised by the Chinese. Could it be that the Chinese were sure to eat up his 600 elite soldiers within 30 minutes?

Miyauchi Yoshio was indeed a divine calculation. Because of the threat of Chinese artillery fire, the main force of his regiment had to choose to cross the river 6 kilometers away from the battlefield.

At this distance, it would take a full 30 minutes for a fully armed infantry battalion to reach the position of the 1st Infantry Battalion, which was less than 800 meters away from Leng Feng's position.

30 minutes was too short for the battlefield. Even if he gave the Chinese 10 more 30 minutes, he did not believe that the Chinese could defeat his 600 elite soldiers in a pure field battle.

Obviously, the 30 minutes of Miyauchi Yoshio and the 30 minutes of Captain Leng are not the same.

Captain Leng believes that 30 minutes is enough for a man who is even relatively fast to take a shower, do something, and then smoke a cigarette to vent his emptiness.

It doesn't take him 30 minutes to eat these 600 people.

As early as 30 minutes ago, Leng Feng had ordered his 7th and 8th companies to sneak down the mountain and hide in the bushes at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the arrival of the remnants of the Japanese army crossing the river.

When he piled up the guns and began to dig field fortifications with a single-soldier shovel, all 60 mortars in the battalion and the 20mm machine guns and 7mm heavy machine guns under the protection of the permanent fortifications from a high position attacked the Japanese positions more than 800 meters away.

The Japanese army would never have thought that the Chinese could still attack them with mortars and large-caliber heavy machine guns at a distance of almost 2 miles, which was completely beyond their common sense.

While they were passively being beaten, more than 500 elite infantrymen of the Four-Line Regiment were quietly approaching them. When the panicked Japanese army discovered them, the Chinese soldiers attacking from both wings were less than 300 meters away from them.

Then, the 75mm mountain guns and 80mm mortars that had just rested for a while came again!

The infantrymen who lost their trenches were pure cannon fodder under the artillery fire!

The telegram for help sent to Miyauchi Yoshio was also the last evidence that the First Infantry Battalion had ever existed in this world.

Because, not long after that, a shell turned the field radio and two signalmen into scum!

People and things were all shattered on the ground!

The nightmare of an hour ago reappeared, which was absolutely destructive to the psychology of the infantrymen of the 1st Infantry Battalion crawling on the ground.

The elite infantry battalion of the First Division, with more than 600 people, only lasted for 15 minutes before entering the rout stage.