Rise From Eight Hundred

The terrain and light firepower were suppressed by the opponent. This situation was certainly painful, but for Morita Shinji, a veteran infantryman with rich battlefield experience, it was not completely hopeless.

Although the Chinese occupied the advantageous terrain and had fierce firepower, Morita Shinji knew through the width of their firepower distribution that the opponent's troops were not too sufficient, at most equal to his.

This gave the Japanese Army Major enough courage.

As long as it was not the offensive and defensive battle that required a short-term breakthrough of the opponent's defense line like the previous two days, even if this group of Chinese was their so-called elite, he would not be afraid under the same force. Not to mention winning, being able to retreat unscathed was the minimum.

What's more, three or four kilometers behind him, there were three fully organized infantry battalions of the 36th Infantry Brigade that were gathering!

That's right. After two days of repair, the 36th Infantry Brigade, which suffered heavy losses, chose to add all the 1,300 soldiers from the three squadrons of the division's baggage regiment and the 300 soldiers from the work regiment that followed them to the infantry battalion. The four infantry battalions that were almost half-crippled have basically regained their combat effectiveness.

That is the old tradition of the Japanese Army. When the front-line troops are lost, they are supplemented on the spot with soldiers from the baggage regiment.

In order to make this night attack a success, after sending out three elite infantry squadrons led by Shinji Morita, Masanori Tanigawa took out three infantry battalions of nearly 3,000 people at once, planning to set off at three o'clock and arrive just after 600 Japanese troops broke into the Chinese position and consolidated their position.

The reason why Masanori Tanigawa separated the main force and the vanguard by nearly two hours is also due to sufficient battlefield wisdom.

According to Ushijima Sadao's tactics, the three infantry regiments of the 18th Division on the front line with nearly 10,000 troops were responsible for containing the main force of the Chinese army in the front, and the 36th Infantry Brigade was responsible for attacking the left wing of its defense line. Once the battle started, the Chinese army would definitely send reinforcements to the flanks to prevent the flanks of the defense line from being breached, which would definitely be a disaster for them.

If reinforcements were sent from the defense line, it would only be a head-on collision. If they wanted to quickly resolve the crisis, sending a battalion-level force to bypass the defense line and attack the rear wing of the attackers would undoubtedly be an excellent solution.

It just so happened that half an hour after the attack, the three infantry battalions of the 36th Infantry Brigade were waiting for them there. After annihilating this fresh force, the Chinese could only survive.

When daybreak came, the coordinated naval bomber formation arrived, attacking from both the front and the flanks, and it would be difficult for the Chinese defense line not to collapse.

In addition, Tanigawa Masanori was also prepared for the night attack to fail. If the vanguard was unable to break into the Chinese defense line, they would retreat immediately. The three "late" infantry battalions were the support troops. Even if the Chinese sent out an infantry brigade to chase out of the defense line, it would not be enough to shake their defense line. There might even be a counterattack!

It must be said that none of the Japanese commanders were good-for-nothings, and they were full of little tricks.

The only mistake was that the Chinese also thought so, but they didn't reach their destination and ran into them halfway.

The three infantry battalions of the 36th Infantry Brigade were still gathering in the wilderness before the station, and they hadn't set out yet.

After receiving the request for help from Shinji Morita from the front line, the acting commander of the 36th Brigade, Colonel Tanigawa Masanori, had a buzzing head at the time.

The Chinese didn't play by the rules! What did they mean by staying in the wilderness at night? Did they know they were coming?

This is not a spy in the army! Whether it is the middle and senior leaders of the 18th Division or the 36th Infantry Brigade, they are all people with families on the island! Who would take such a risk to sell out the empire for a little money?

If the Chinese knew the news in advance, the only possibility is that it was artificial, someone who issued the military order.

Not to mention, Morita Shinji is indeed a grasshopper on the same rope as Tanigawa Masanori. When he thought that someone might leak military secrets, he subconsciously put the pot on Ushijima Sadao's forehead.

Of course, the reason why the 36th Infantry Brigade was so dissatisfied with Ushijima Sadao, the lieutenant general division commander, was that Ushijima Sadao went too far. The high-level combat meeting was not allowed to be attended, and it was just a cold military order, strictly ordering the 36th Infantry Brigade to send troops immediately, otherwise, it would be treated as a violation of the order.

Isn't this just taking chicken feathers as a command arrow! Do you really think of yourself as the "two pillars of the empire"? How could the bears, who always claimed to be the ‘strongest division on the surface of the earth’, bear this?

However, no matter how much they felt that they might be betrayed, since the vanguard had asked for help, they had to go to support.

However, the battle situation had changed, and the night attack plan had completely failed. What if they sent out three infantry battalions and were betrayed by Ushijima Sadao? The Chinese on the opposite side also had artillery, and that area was also within the range of the Chinese artillery.

When he thought of the Chinese once used heavy artillery to bombard their own positions, and even the chief of staff of the brigade was blown to pieces, Tanigawa Masanori's scalp numbed.

When the brigade set out, there were nearly 10,000 people, and now with the various auxiliary arms, there are only 5,000 or 6,000, and no more losses can be made.

"Send a message to Shinji Morita, how many troops did he encounter?" Tanigawa Masanori paced back and forth and thought, and decided to understand the battle situation in front first.

"Tell the brigade commander that the Chinese troops we encountered are roughly the same as ours, but the enemy's firepower is fierce. They are not only equipped with German submachine guns, but also a small number of mortars. Our army cannot compete with their heavy firepower because they do not carry infantry guns! Please send support quickly!" Morita Shinji has a typical Japanese soldier's character. Facing the questioning of his superiors, although he is anxious, he still tries his best to keep the report true.

In plain words, Morita Shinji is an honest child.

If it were some officers of the National Army, they would cry in the call for help. However, doing so would often scare away nearby friendly forces. Such scenes are not uncommon in the wars eight or nine years in the future.

The honest child had good luck all the time. The bullets fired by both sides on the battlefield were like raindrops. People kept falling down with screams. The grenades from the grenade launcher also exploded in the bushes from time to time. While a cloud of hot smoke rose, there were also terrible iron shrapnel flying irregularly. There were countless infantrymen injured by such flying shrapnel. Even two guards around Morita Shinji were injured, but Morita Shinji, who had found a big stone as a shelter before, was unscathed.

The big stone, which was more than one meter high, basically blocked the bullets and shrapnel from the front, and the half-man-deep bushes on the side blocked the opponent's sight. No one knew that the highest commander of the Japanese army was lying under the stone.

Tang Dao had no way of knowing, because there were more than one or two such natural shelters under the slope, although most Japanese soldiers could only rely on individual engineer shovels to temporarily dig a few shovels of soil and pile them up as fortifications.

But once the honest child got lucky, the people around him often started to get unlucky.

The Japanese army's wireless communication equipment was several years behind that of European and American countries. At this time, the Japanese Army's field radios mostly used the 94-6 field radios that were equipped in 1936. They were quite versatile and could send telegrams and make wireless calls, but the distance of wireless calls needed to be within 2 kilometers.

On the battlefield, the Japanese Army preferred to lay wired telephones. Once the wired telephones were laid, the 2-kilometer wireless call function was useless, and it was mostly used to send radio codes.

The 94-6 field radio was not small. A single soldier carried the host, and often an auxiliary soldier was required to bring hand-cranked chargers and other gadgets.

In order to hear the orders given by the major clearly, the signalman team naturally had to get closer and then retract to their own positions.

Unfortunately, a flare fell from the sky at this time, and the snow-white light just exposed the large backpack on the signalman's back.

And Niu Er had been calmly looking for valuable targets through the scope.

Under his gun, there were already the souls of two light machine gunners and a grenade launcher.

The Japanese signalman must be a more valuable target than the machine gunner and grenade launcher.

Although the Japanese signalman was exposed for only a short moment, and then quickly used bushes and short trees to cover his body, no matter how cunning the fox is, it is no match for the hunter.

Niu Er, who had noticed him, did not rush to attack, but kept looking through the scope until he saw the bright "shit yellow" from a tiny gap...

PS: I recommend "I am a War Wolf in Bright Sword" by the military god Lonely Swordsman. This big guy is the top name in military anti-Japanese war literature and one of my favorite writers.