Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 110 Head-on confrontation

As soon as the Japanese planes left, Wang Chengzhu became excited and began to mobilize the artillery to fire at the Japanese soldiers who were digging pits. However, no one shot could kill many of them.

Li Yunlong watched Wang Chengzhu squandering his money through a telescope and immediately made a phone call.

"Wang Chengzhu, what the hell are you doing? The shells are free, right? Stop right now!"

Wang Chengzhu was scolded without saying a word, and angrily asked the artillery to pack up.

Li Yunlong and Wang Meng walked to the battle map and studied the situation.

The New 69st Regiment and the New nd Regiment in Dianshang Town were still blocking the four infantry battalions of the th Division.

Because of Okamura Yasuji's death order, Keisuke Ura Tadashi led the Japanese troops to advance towards Pingshun.

Fortunately, a large amount of supplies were delivered to Ding Wei and Kong Jie before the battle started, otherwise they would have been unable to withstand the Japanese offensive and would have been overtaken by the Japanese.

"Send a telegram to Lao Kong and Lao Ding to express their gratitude. If you need any support, let us know!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong once again stood on the external observation tower on the third floor of the base and cast his eyes towards the Shipo Township position.

Shiyaoao in front of Shipo Township has almost been dug into a spider web, and together with dozens of houses, it has formed a medium-sized solid position.

According to his estimation, the Japanese positions in front of Shipo Township should now have gathered all the troops of the 226th Regiment and the remnants of the 225th and 227th Regiments, at least more than people.

If the Japs launched a board-borne charge, it would be a real disaster for the whole group, because even if there were 6,000 pigs, it would take a while to catch them.

Nagano Yuichiro sat contentedly in a command center converted from a civilian house, his white gloves spotless.

"Yoshi, we have finally gained a foothold in front of the Eighth Route Army. Now it's time to show the courage of our imperial soldiers! Organize a death squad!"

"General, the 69th Division has been stopped in Wadian Town. Should we wait until they arrive before launching a general attack?"

Nagano Yuichiro waved his hands, because of his foolish command, he had lost an entire regiment, plus two infantry battalions. Now the only way to avoid returning to his country to become a fisherman was to defeat the independent column in this battle.

"No, according to intelligence, the regiment responsible for the frontal defense is an independent column with at most two to three thousand soldiers. Our strength is twice theirs, so the advantage is mine!"

"Hayi!"

As night fell, the Japanese were still working tirelessly on the civil engineering work, digging the anti-artillery holes deeper and wider.

It seems that the heavy artillery of the Eighth Route Army has caused them great psychological trauma.

On the other side, more than 200 Japanese soldiers were naked from the waist up, with a circle of explosives tied around their bodies and a "sanitary napkin" tied on their heads.

Yuichiro Nagano stood in front of the group of devils, holding a glass of sake.

"Warriors of the Empire, you are the bravest of the brave, the elite of the elite, let us water the flowers of victory with our blood! Please!"

Nagano Yuichiro drank the sake in one gulp and then bowed to the Japanese suicide squad.

These brainwashed Japanese soldiers also drank sake, and their eyes were excited and fanatical. Holding Type 99 rifles or Type 38 rifles, they moved towards the Shipo Township position under the cover of night.

Ten minutes after the Japanese suicide squad set off, the remaining 225 remnants of the 1500th Regiment formed a temporary battalion, commanded by Kazuo Kihara himself, and followed the suicide squad and headed south.

Li Yunlong and Wang Meng originally thought that the Japanese would continue to strengthen their civil engineering works and fight a positional war with them. Moreover, the Japanese were exhausted today and would not make any major moves.

But unexpectedly, the Japanese actually started close combat and night combat, which the Eighth Route Army was best at.

Fortunately, the front-line position in Shipo Township had been arranged for a long time, and the suicide squad stepped on a landmine.

A loud "bang" was particularly crisp in the silent night, waking up Zhang Dabiao who was lying in the command center.

Zhang Dabiao rolled over, grabbed his belt and ran to the observation post above the command center.

"Where did it explode?"

The sentry pointed to the minefield about one thousand meters ahead of the position.

"Captain, we are in a minefield."

"Fire flares!"

A flare flew into the sky, illuminating the position as bright as day, but the Japanese suicide squad were all lying on the ground, so it was impossible to see what was going on.

"Could it be that some wild animal stepped on it? No, we'll just have to try our best!"

Zhang Dabiao connected the phone to the regiment's artillery battalion and ordered four 150mm infantry guns and twelve 75mm infantry guns to fire a salvo at the minefield.

"boom!"

After one round of shelling, more than half of the two hundred Japanese soldiers fell, leaving less than a hundred.

After the bombardment ended, Zhang Dabiao clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Order all battalions to step up their alert and avoid being attacked by the Japanese at night!"

On the other side, the Japanese suicide squad saw that there was only one round of volleys, and the remaining fanatics continued to move towards the Shipo Township position, and finally reached a distance of 50 meters from the position.

The temporary battalion of the 225th Regiment behind the Japanese also reached the 100-meter position, and spread out into a line and deployed a charge formation.

Nagano Yuichiro received a telegram from Kihara Kazuo and had already entered the attack position and made up his mind.

"Yoshi, order the artillery to attack the enemy's front-line positions!"

Nagano Yuichiro assembled 12 37mm flat-fire guns, 18 infantry guns and 9 mountain guns from three infantry regiments and began shelling the Shipo Township positions.

Dozens of artillery shells shook the Shipo Township position so much that it also woke up Li Yunlong and Wang Meng.

"Fire where! Fire where!"

The staff officer on duty immediately reported: The first regiment reported that the Shipo Township position was hit by heavy artillery fire from the enemy!

"Get Wang Chengzhu for me, and tell him to fire all the Japanese guns at me!"

Wang Chengzhu had been waiting for orders. The front-line artillery scouts had already been dispatched and were reporting the location of the enemy artillery to the artillery regiment.

"Brothers, we have never had an artillery battle with the Japanese before. Now let them have a taste of the power of the howitzer!"

Wang Chengzhu's howitzer battalion quickly locked onto the position of the enemy artillery and began to calibrate the fire.

The Japanese artillery were no pushovers either. They immediately discovered that the Eighth Route Army's artillery was preparing to attack their artillery positions.

So, both sides started an artillery battle relying on their respective artillery scouts and combat experience.

The Japanese suicide squad were also not idle. With the cover of artillery, they had advanced to a position of 20 meters. The Japanese soldiers in the front row holding Type 99 rifles stood up and charged.

"Fuck it, fire flares!"

Under the illumination of flares, the temporary battalion of the 225th Regiment no longer hid, but stood up and attacked Shipo Township.

"Warriors of the Empire, kill them!"

The soldiers of the regiment had already set up their light and heavy machine guns. The MG34 spit out tongues of fire, and the "Hitler chainsaw" made a harsh sound of tearing cloth. With a firing rate of more than a thousand rounds per minute, it ruthlessly reaped the lives of the Japanese.

Zhang Dabiao was not satisfied with just watching, so he grabbed a heavy machine gun and fired directly at the locust-like Japanese soldiers without aiming.

"Hahaha, so enjoyable! Load the ammunition chain!"