Rise From Eight Hundred

Of course, bravery may create miracles but it cannot completely make up for the lack of training.

The security circle of infantry-artillery coordination, even in the Western world, which has already performed artillery tactics to the extreme in this era, must be maintained at 200 to 400 meters, not to mention the Japanese army, whose infantry-artillery coordination tactics are inferior.

Not to mention the students of the Japanese army.

Even if the artillery is basically a 70mm infantry gun of direct-aiming type, although the altitude is similar, it is basically to raise the elevation angle and use the projectile method to fire, and its accuracy is not as accurate as imagined.

At least a dozen Jing'an Army infantrymen at the forefront were blown away by their own artillery fire, but that still did not stop the Jing'an Army from shouting and cheering themselves up, with a posture of rushing to the top of the mountain and turning into ashes together with the Chinese defenders in their own artillery fire.

In addition to strong enough courage, it is also determined by the battle situation.

If they did not reach the Chinese trench within one and a half minutes, they would be greeted by a bloody exchange of fire, which was the shortest timeline given to them by the Chinese defenders during the bombardment.

No one wanted to engage in a firefight with the defenders at a distance of more than 20 meters or more than 10 meters, as the chance of being killed by the bombardment was several times higher.

Retreating was even more impossible.

Before the attack, less than a hundred meters behind them was the supervisory team personally ordered by Li Shoushan, with the black muzzles of ten light machine guns pointed at their backs.

"Anyone who is afraid of fighting and does not move forward will be killed!" The murderous military order left the three infantry companies of the Jing'an Army with no way out.

In this round of bombardment, which was not particularly fierce, Wei Donglai still left four observation posts.

Without the Type 41 mountain gun and the 105 howitzer, the fortifications on the position still had enough defensive power, and the four observation posts, including Potato, were lucky to survive.

The artillery fire was not as dense as before, and gradually became sparse. Potato, who was in the half-destroyed heavy machine gun bunker with a gray face, finally dared to raise his head and look out through the firing hole.

His ears were buzzing and his chest and abdomen were shaken by the violent vibration. The young soldier had no chance to be thankful that he was still alive. In the thick smoke that the mountain wind could not blow away, he seemed to see the shadows of the Jing'an Army running wildly on the hillside.

"The second devil came up so quickly?" Potato suddenly nodded, almost unable to believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes hard and finally confirmed that it was not his eyes.

The Jing'an Army really launched a charge under the artillery fire, and the distance from the front-line trenches would never exceed 100 meters.

In a state of dread, Potato and the other three observation posts blew the iron whistle hanging around their necks with all their strength.

The rapid and sharp whistle sounded the anxiety of the observation sentries.

"Brothers, come on!" Cai Yongguan gritted his teeth and pulled out the Mauser pistol from his waist, waved it, and was ready to lead the team to re-enter the position.

The previous battle of the Jing'an Army caused heartache to this "bandit" company commander, but it also increased his confidence.

The second devils were just like that. In addition to losing four observation posts in the artillery battle, they killed at least twenty second devils in the previous wave, while the infantry in the trenches miraculously did not lose a single person, only two people were killed by the shrapnel of the grenade explosion.

"Wait!" Wei Donglai suddenly waved his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "Wait another half a minute."

"Captain Wei, you are crazy." Cai Yongguan's eyes widened.

The sharp iron whistle sounded continuously. Without seeing their faces, the soldiers who had already picked up their guns in the tunnel seemed to see the eagerness on their comrades' faces.

Even, they had heard the sound of the Hanyang gun.

Wei Donglai wanted to wait for another half a minute. What was he going to do?

Wei Donglai understood these things, but in the battle of Jiepai Village, he had learned the changeable artillery tactics of the Jing'an Army.

They had fired artillery again when the trench infantry had already taken up their positions and were ready for battle. The infantry lost more than a dozen people due to negligence. It was hard to guarantee that they would not repeat the same trick at this moment.

If the infantry who were desperately climbing to the top of the mountain and planning to enter encountered such a situation, the loss would be great.

But undoubtedly, this was a very difficult decision. The whistle of the observation post was very urgent. Not half a minute, but even more than ten seconds could allow the Jing'an Army to rush to the main position. Although there was a second line of defense on the top of the mountain, which was not flat, if the second devils easily occupied the first line of defense, the entire highland defense battle would fall into a passive position.

As the highest commander of the highland, Wei Donglai had to ensure that the troops were not damaged and maintain the safety of the position. This required more than courage, but also wisdom and enough courage.

Facts have proved that Tang Dao did not choose the wrong person.

After struggling on the line between life and death, the young second lieutenant in his twenties grew up at an unparalleled speed. He made the right bet.

Cai Yongguan's doubts had just come out less than 20 seconds ago.

A shrill scream came from far away.

Li Shoushan used all the mountain cannons he could use to bombard the top of the mountain.

"Boom, boom" grenades exploded dozens of meters above his head, and there was another earthquake, shaking the soldiers who were ready to go.

In their sight, the Jing'an Army infantry changed from charging to crawling.

This was obviously a premeditated bombardment, aimed at the Chinese soldiers who were reinforcing from the back of the mountain to the front slope position.

Another bombardment lasted more than 5 minutes.

"How can the damned second devils be so cunning?" A layer of sweat oozed out of Cai Yongguan's forehead.

He was really scared.

If Wei Donglai hadn't insisted that everyone wait for another half a minute, the three infantry platoons that rushed to the position would definitely suffer heavy losses, and if they were a little unlucky, they might have been wiped out.

Then let alone revenge for his brothers, maybe all the brothers he brought from the mountain village would be killed here, and there would not even be anyone to go home to report the death.

No wonder Colonel Tang chose Wei Donglai, a young second lieutenant promoted on the battlefield, as the supreme commander. He really has two brushes!

For the first time, Cai Yongguan felt convinced by Wei Donglai, who was one year younger than him, which undoubtedly laid a good foundation for the sincere cooperation between the two later.

This was also Wei Donglai's own ability. Otherwise, relying solely on Tang Dao's military orders, he could not guarantee that this brave "bandit" company commander would obey his orders.

Of course, Wei Donglai, who made this decision, actually secretly called himself lucky.

The battlefield before provided him with such experience, but it was not only experience that prompted him to make such a decision, but also his judgment of the battle situation.

The Japanese artillery bombardment was still going on, and the observation post with poor vision could see a large number of Japanese troops. It was too fast to urge everyone to enter the position so eagerly, unless the Jing'an Army was charging under its own artillery shells.

The battle had just begun, and it was far from the moment for the Jing'an Army to charge to the death. Moreover, did those two devils have such a strong will?

An excellent commander does not need a super-intelligent mind, but more importantly, he can make the most correct judgment based on the battlefield situation.

Wei Donglai is on the road to becoming an excellent commander.

He judged 50% correctly.

But there was still 50% wrong.

Li Shoushan and his Jing'an Army showed a stronger fighting will than the regular Japanese army in this round of battle.

Before they became dogs without a home.

Wei Donglai's mistake was really because he had never been a "dog" and did not know the psychology of a "dog".

After being a "dog" for a long time, they have become accustomed to wagging their tails and begging for mercy. Any promise from the master can show them a beautiful picture of the future.

Their biggest dream is to be as high and mighty as the Japanese in the occupied areas, and to take whatever they want from those former compatriots who point at their spines and curse them.

Even if you curse me in your heart, you still have to be obedient like a dog in front of me? I asked you to bark once and you dare not bark more than half a time.

After being a dog for a long time, you want to be the boss of the dogs! This is the twisted psychology of being a "dog".

Therefore, whether it is the group of vassal soldiers from Goryeo, Taiwan or Manchuria, their bloodthirstiness is even more than that of the Japanese.

It seems that only in this way can they feel that their existence is reasonable.

Normal people are difficult to understand.

Only madmen can understand madmen.

Wei Donglai, who is mentally normal, made a mistake.

There are only four observation posts on the entire position, and a hundred meters away is the Jing'an Army that has climbed up from the ground again.

They almost counted the time, and started charging a few seconds after the mountain artillery stopped firing.

Four rifles, facing the charge of nearly three hundred people, were completely helpless.