Rise From Eight Hundred

Hill No. 13 is destined to be a place of sadness and injury for Yoshizo Sano!

This battle!

Yoshizo Sano invested two-thirds of his troops in front of Hill No. 13 in the first wave. If the triangular nails only caused certain casualties to the Japanese troops in the front, then when the Japanese troops, under the urging of military orders, had reached 35 meters from the Chinese front-line trenches, nearly 20 melon grenades were thrown in front of the trenches or even in the trenches, and the Japanese troops began to stand upright and shout "on board", the real nightmare of the Japanese troops really came.

Hill No. 13 has a total of two trenches. The first trench is 2 meters deep, 5 meters wide and 350 meters long. The second trench is 6 meters deep, 2 meters wide and 280 meters long. The two trenches are about 40 meters apart.

According to normal logic, it is often the case that the remaining soldiers will retreat to the second trench and hold on to this last line of defense after the first trench cannot be held. Both trenches are extremely important to the defenders, and they will never give up either one easily.

But Boss Cao came up with another trick. There were only 6 people in the first trench. As the Japanese army continued to approach, Boss Cao simply ordered two 3-man teams to retreat to the second trench through the communication trench through the walkie-talkie.

In other words, when the front-line Japanese army began to throw grenades into the trenches frantically, there were no soldiers stationed in the first trench.

Although the Japanese infantry threw grenades and blew up smoke inside and outside the trenches, in fact, there was no harm to the Chinese soldiers.

But the Japanese didn't know this! They only knew that the spirit of the leader's instructions had been implemented.

More importantly, with the cover of the smoke from the grenade explosion, they could finally stand up straight and march forward in big strides, instead of crawling on the ground like a little turtle.

"Lao Cao is now as brave as you, Lao Li! In order to harvest the devils, he dared to make such a great sacrifice, even giving up a line of trenches." Tang Dao, who was far away, happened to see this scene and couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, Lao Cao has a lot of tricks, and there are more powerful ones besides this, but he has reported his ideas to his company commander and me, and I have approved them. No matter what, the 231 Infantry Regiment can't get away from here!" Li Jiujin grinned.

"Oh? There are other tactics. Come, let me take a look at the tactics reported on Hill No. 13." Tang Dao stretched out his hand curiously.

This is also some combat experience summarized by the Four-Line Regiment in the past two or three years. Some tactics anticipated by the company and platoon levels need to be reported to the higher-level command headquarters, and the higher-level commanders make judgments, so as to reduce some mistakes.

At the battalion level, because there are signal soldiers and operations departments, these tactical reports will be recorded and archived. They will be discussed at the post-war summary meeting. Commanders at all levels will find their own shortcomings from these pre-war expectations and the actual battlefield, so as to avoid making the same mistakes next time.

Li Jiujin's face was bitter, but he did not dare to disobey Tang Dao, so he had to ask the battalion operations chief to bring the series of tactical arrangements reported by Hill No. 13 two hours ago to Tang Dao for review.

Tang Dao picked up the record and nodded frequently, his eyes obviously brightened, but the face of Li Da, the battalion commander who was carefully observing his own regiment commander, was even more bitter.

It's not because Lao Cao's tactics are not good, but because they are too good. The commander of the regiment commander was moved without even looking at it.

They have been old comrades for almost 4 years. He knows his own regiment commander's temper just as Tang Tuanzuo knows him.

"Yoshi!" The Japanese Army Major who stayed at the second-line command saw the smoke flying on the Chinese defenders' positions through the telescope, and smiled for the first time.

"Send a message to the imperial warriors on the front line, march forward bravely, destroy the enemy in the trenches, and plant the flag of our brigade on that high ground."

The hissing sound of the hand-cranked alarm suddenly sounded on the battlefield!

"Board!" The Japanese infantry on the front line climbed up, holding a rifle, shouting loudly to encourage himself, while firing bullets upwards, and then took a big step forward to charge.

"Board!" The Japanese troops in the rear quickly followed.

At that moment, at least hundreds of Japanese soldiers began to rush forward on three lines of soldiers.

From a distance, it was like more than a hundred wild wolves that found their prey, with extremely fierce momentum.

"Shoot for me!" Facing the desperate charge launched by the Japanese army, Boss Cao's one eye was disdainful, cold and violent, but he was not afraid. He calmly held the submachine gun and shot at the bottom.

He would rather empty the first line of trenches and wait for this moment to put more Japanese soldiers within the effective range of the submachine gun.

This is also a hope that Boss Cao has given to the Japanese infantry. Seeing victory in sight, who can be willing to give up?

Moreover, once this desperate charge is launched, it is not that anyone can retreat if they want to.

If you can't retreat, you can only advance. If you want to advance, you have to go up against the rain of bullets pouring down from the high ground. It depends on how strong the Japanese flesh and blood are, whether they can withstand the killing of two MG42s and three 20mm machine guns!

"Bang bang bang!" This is a semi-automatic rifle shooting.

"Da da da!" This is from the MP38 submachine gun.

"Puff puff puff!" The two MG42s that have been maintaining a rate of fire of 500 rounds fired again at full force.

"Bang bang bang!" What really tore the entire battlefield and made the Japanese infantry look terrified was the 20mm machine guns equipped on the three Xiaoqiang tanks.

Within a range of less than 150 meters, the 20mm machine gun is simply a weapon from hell.

Often a 20mm caliber warhead will crush a person, and then continue to roll forward, and then hit a certain part of another unlucky person's limbs until blood and flesh are splattered.

The officers and soldiers of Class 4 and Class 2 had never felt so comfortable shooting Japanese, but they had never seen a person being shattered by a machine gun at such a close distance.

An extremely brave Japanese soldier relied on his agility and excellent luck to rush more than 30 meters in one breath, and was about to jump into the front line trench.

But maybe all his good luck ran out in the first 30 meters, or maybe it was because his final leap was a little too high, and a machine cannon that had been chasing him finally hit him in the air.

A rain of blood bloomed in the air, and the body that suddenly fell was hit by a second cannonball in the air, and the head-sized organ visible to the naked eye flew far away.

Because of the close distance, A Dong said that his description would never be wrong. It was really an organ similar to a head.

Yes, that was the head of a Japanese soldier still wearing a steel helmet. The 20mm caliber warhead directly broke the fragile neck of the already dead Japanese soldier, and then rolled diagonally upward and passed through the head again. The huge kinetic energy carried it A human head flew dozens of meters downward before falling to the ground and rolling down the hillside like a ball.

Until he stopped in front of a Japanese soldier who had just run a few steps and was lying on the ground to avoid the rain of bullets.

The head of a colleague who was once very familiar rolled to a place less than half a meter away from his eyes with a grin on his face, and his clear eyes that had not completely turned gray were staring straight at you. What kind of situation was that? Feel?

No one will ever know this!

Because after the Japanese superior soldier let out an earth-shattering howl, he jumped up like an agile cheetah and ran to the rear regardless of the situation.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast the frightened guy ran, he couldn't run faster than the bullets that filled the space.

He only jumped less than 10 meters, and a 9mm submachine gun bullet ripped through the air and tore the muscles in his back and rolled through his chest, killing him on the battlefield.

This is not precision hunting. At this time, all the Chinese officers and soldiers on the high ground, whether they are rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, or cannons, basically aim at the area where the shit-yellow figure flashes, and pull the trigger as quickly as possible. Then load the bullet and pull the trigger.

Try your best to shoot more bullets and rely on probability to kill Japanese characters during the charge.

The Japanese troops were no longer knocked down one after another, but were swept down in pieces by the terrifying stream of metal bullets. The first-line trenches that seemed to take less than 6 seconds to climb were covered in the flying flesh and blood and screams everywhere. is like the distance from the earth to the sun.

"Show red flares and inform the front line that the charge is not allowed to stop without my order! The Chinese cannot always maintain such vitality." Sano Yoshizo, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, had a dull expression on his face, his cheeks bulged high, and he bit He roared through his molar teeth.

The remaining Japanese troops on the front line were struggling in the fire net woven by the metal bullet stream. The Japanese infantry 200 meters away in the rear also began to bend down and enter the running mode of small soldiers under the urging of red signal flares.

"Onboard!" The roar of the Japanese infantry almost drowned out the sound of guns and artillery on the battlefield.

This means that the more than 200 Japanese troops on the hillside have entered a desperate charge mode one after another.

"Squad leader, can I take people out now?" A Dong bent down and ran over from the trench, shouting to Boss Cao who was leaning against the trench wall and changing the magazine.

"Hurry up!" Boss Cao glared and quietly stretched his head to look down. "The Japanese haven't put in the reserve team yet, let me, my brothers, fight this wave of Japs first!"

Sano Yoshizo's prediction was correct. Even the Four Troops could not maintain full firepower. After paying the price of more than 150 people, some Japanese troops finally rolled into the empty front-line trenches by luck. .

Although there were only less than a dozen people, this still allowed the Japanese army to see the dawn of victory.

In their inherent impression, as long as one trench is occupied, another trench is not far away, and the Chinese people's confidence is about to collapse.

Of course, for the already red-eyed Japanese troops, victory or not may not be that important. After paying a lot of blood, their hostility has reached its peak and they urgently need to use the blood of Chinese soldiers to alleviate it.

Blood for blood is not unique to the Chinese.

But the Japanese soldiers who jumped into the trenches would soon find something was wrong. This trench, which was dug extremely deep and had strong defensive capabilities, was actually empty.

That means that the Chinese deliberately gave up this trench. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Even the stupidest person can react at this time.

Unfortunately, the hissing reminders of the Japanese troops in the trenches could not stop the Japanese troops who finally broke through the fire net and jumped into the trenches.

In the end, the Japanese infantry also gave up. After all, the more people there were, the more powerful they were, and the less afraid they were of the Chinese machinations.

Three communication trenches have been discovered, but the Chinese who voluntarily abandoned this trench were obviously well prepared. A steel plate with a shooting hole dug out was used as a fortification at the other end of the communication trench. There was a submachine gun in the rear that fired continuously at the communication trench.

For a traffic trench that is only 2 meters wide but more than 2 meters long, whoever enters will die!

Soon, dozens of Japanese troops jumped into the trenches.

That was also the lucky one among the 280 Japanese infantrymen that Sano Yoshizo had deployed. Those who failed to jump into this trench were basically dead.

Although they were very nervous, for most of the Japanese infantrymen, this was already a very good result. After all, most of their colleagues did not even have this opportunity and turned into bloody corpses lying on the hillside.

The backward communication system could not allow these Japanese soldiers to convey the news from the front line to their commander, which also caused a serious misjudgment by their major commander.

"Order Lieutenant Kawashima to enter the battlefield! Order the officers and soldiers who are conquering the enemy trenches in front to cover with grenades!" After seeing the remaining imperial officers and soldiers finally enter the Chinese first-line trenches as they wished, Sano Yoshizo finally breathed a sigh of relief and invested in his last reserve.

Although there was a full 40 meters between the two trenches, except for a few soldiers with particularly strong strength, most of the Japanese soldiers could only throw melon grenades from bottom to top to the edge of the Chinese second-line trench.

That was enough. The flying shrapnel would make the Chinese infantry hesitate, and the thick smoke would limit their vision.

Without the fierce firepower of these infantry, the machine guns and tank-equipped machine guns that had to be interrupted at any time by the infantry artillery bombardment were not enough to suppress the slow progress of 120 people.

'Victory, finally dawned! 'Sano Yoshizo suddenly popped up such a literary sentence in his mind.

This is enough to show that although the loss was huge, the mood of the Japanese Army Major was much better than before.

"Adong, according to the original plan, take 10 people down from the narrow sky and take down the Japanese command post for me! If you don't take the head of the Japanese commander, you kid, don't think I will report your military exploits to you!" Boss Cao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw more than a hundred Japanese rushing out of the dense forest 500 meters away.

Finally, the last reserve of the Japanese was tricked out.

Tang Dao once said such a concept in the tactics class for squad-level officers: "The best defense is never to defend to the death, but to defend with offense.

Defense should be like a copper wall and iron wall, which can smash the enemy's head and bleed;

Attack can be like the sting of a wasp, which may not be fatal in one blow, but it must make the enemy heartbroken, let him learn a lesson, and dare not put all his strength into it again;

Or it can be like the mouth of a green bamboo, which will kill you if you don't move."

Boss Cao was deeply inspired. When he deployed defense on Hill No. 13, he discovered a secret passage on the mountain while surveying the terrain of this mountain.

The outside is completely covered with dense shrubs and vines, but there is a crack with a width of only 80 cm inside. If you rely on a rope, one person can go down to the dense forest on the flank of the hill through this crack, and then enter the opposite mountain forest through the dense forest.

Giving up the front-line trenches at all costs, luring the main force of the Japanese army into the desperate charge mode and then killing them in large numbers with intensive firepower is only the first step of this tactic.

The real killer move was the 10-man squad led by Adong, 5 of whom were equipped with submachine guns, 2 were equipped with rifle grenades, and 3 were equipped with semi-automatic rifles.

Such a 10-man squad with firepower matching was enough to defeat the defense force of a Japanese command headquarters that would never exceed the strength of an infantry squad in the shortest time.

Moreover, based on the current Japanese military deployment, whether the Japanese command headquarters still had an infantry squad was another matter.

Of course, if the Japanese army was more than expected, Boss Cao also had a plan. The 10 people would not have to return to the high ground, but would move forward. The brothers of the reconnaissance company would meet them in the jungle 1 kilometer away, and they would never let them fly into the fire.

Compared with the risk, the tactical achievement of beheading the Japanese commander would be greater. The casualties suffered by the Japanese army that lost its command and fell into the battlefield were definitely not more than 200 in the morning.

Boss Cao wanted to pack all the devils here and bring them to the fat mountain.

There were more than 400 Japanese soldiers, but only two infantry squads on the high ground. The difference in strength between the two sides was 10 to 1, but they were still planning to behead the enemy on the high ground.

Not to mention that Sano Yoshizo could not have thought that the Chinese commander on the opposite side would be so bold, even Tang Tuanzuo praised Cao's bold tactics, and he couldn't help but want to join the battle.

Really, he hadn't used the sharpest knife of the Four-Line Regiment for a long time, and the Tang Dao felt that it would rust if it was not used again.

However, Li Jiujin's tearful look of a wronged young wife who was afraid of losing his position as battalion commander eventually discouraged Tang from trying his hand.

Even his trusted general Lao Li was "threatened" by Ye Chenghuan. Tang Dao knew that unless the battle was particularly fierce, it would be difficult for him to carry a gun to the front line as before.

Although dozens of Japanese soldiers in the first-line trenches had tried their best to throw grenades to the edge of the second-line trenches, the two MG42s still posed a huge threat to more than 100 Japanese soldiers, and they had to move forward very slowly.

The Japanese lieutenant who led the team also knew that the last 130 or so of them were the last strength of the major, and they were going to fight a decisive battle with the Chinese, and they could not be easily lost.

For a full 10 minutes, more than 100 Japanese soldiers were still 100 meters away from the first-line trenches and crawling forward.

Climbing and rolling were the most common operations of the Japanese infantry, which were forced by the warheads that kept screaming and cutting through the space above their heads. The Japanese infantry were extremely grateful for the previous individual tactical training courses. Without these rigorous training, they didn't know how many times they would have died in such a rain of bullets.

Advancing more than 300 meters, at the cost of only 16 people, is the best interpretation of "more sweat in training, less blood in war".

Looking at the trenches occupied by his own side, the leader Kawashima Gojiro's eyes were full of determination.

Then a fierce burst of gunfire rang out.

It was not until a few seconds later that Lieutenant Kawashima Gojiro reacted and turned back suddenly with horror in his eyes.

It came from more than 600 meters behind!