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Chapter 154: Fierce Battle with Cold (II)

"By his uncle's Japanese devils conduct a night attack"

Zhu Bin woke up from his sleep by a strong warning signal from the lifeboat. He jumped up from the camp bed with a strange scream. He rushed out of the tent and entered the command room. He grabbed the phone and shook it three times, and shouted at the microphone: "Everything is cheering me up, the Japanese launched a night attack."

On the cold mouth, Yu Baoguo, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up, confirmed Zhu Bin's news again, without any doubt, picked up the phone group and called the entire front line of the defense line. The harsh phone ringtone was particularly loud in silence. The soldiers who were huddled in the sleeping bag of the bunker immediately woke the officer up, and without saying a word, he threw cold water on his face, put on his helmet and picked up his weapon, "Hulala" and poured into the first trench.

"What's going on? Why are you making a fuss about it in the dark?" Commander Lin Zuozhen of the 715th Regiment pulled the guard out of the quilt, and he was about to get angry with sleepy eyes.

The Japanese had no movement for seven consecutive days, and they were basically relaxed and paralyzed from top to bottom. They were troubled by the guys of the First Special Forces Team for three days and three nights, but he was very upset. This was the middle of the night, so he didn't sleep well.

The regiment staff rushed in immediately and said nervously: "The information from Zhu Hanchen, the Japanese army on the opposite side has been dispatched. We want to attack our position commander at night. Let's arrange the defense quickly."

"How did he know that the sky is so dark? Do the Japanese still have to report to him when they go out of the camp?"

Commander Lin would never believe it. He sent out all the reconnaissance posts in front, and none of them came back to report it, which means there was nothing wrong with the Japanese, who were 10 or 20 kilometers away. If there was any situation, they had already fired guns to warn them.

Regardless of the fact that the information is true or false, I can't sleep. Lin Zuozhen put on his coat and angrily put on his coat. He strided to the front command of the special forces team. He heard the gasoline generator roaring low, and the dim lights in the huge tent also lit up, and the figures were everywhere, and it was obvious that they were all busy.

Pushing the door and lifting the curtain, Commander Lin wiped his eyes and shouted at Yu Baoguo: "Deputy Commander Yu, is your information true? Where did the Japanese army go?"

Yu Baoguo glanced at him and pointed to the map and said, "The main force of the Japanese army has set off from the Qinglong County garrison, with car assistance. It is very fast. He crossed Badao River five minutes ago and is expected to reach the right wing of Xiaojiayingzi in half an hour. By then, it will be enough to launch two sides at the same time."

"So fast?" Lin Zuozhen was startled and walked to the other party's military map, which was marked with contour lines at every hill, and marked with width and vehicles on each road, and walked with speed. He was shocked first. After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and found several places marked with the small flag. He asked in disbelief, "How did you know? This night is no longer as good as during the day, and he couldn't even reconnaissance in the air."

Yu Baoguo smiled faintly: "We have our own special reconnaissance methods, so there will be no mistakes. If Captain Lin can trust you, please order your headquarters to take action."

After hesitating for a moment, Commander Lin still chose to believe it. It would be better to be cautious about the Japanese. It would rather believe it than trust it. At worst, it would be a practice in a war.

Turning his head and ordering the staff to convey the orders, so that he can be more energetic and pay attention to the other party's command center, and immediately let Lin Liang's full equipment be so dizzy.

The front command of the special forces team was not looking for a house like an ordinary person. It was just a military truck. The long container was found and the place was stopped. It spread out directly to both sides into a tent, with a shell net and a camouflage net hanging on it, which could accommodate more than a dozen people in it.

What made Commander Lin jealous was that a mere temporary command center not only had at least three small telegraph machines, but also two unrecognized radios. In addition, the phone number leading to the position and a table were placed. There was even an electric water heater next to it, which was ready to supply hot tea and instant coffee at any time.

"I'm poking this is a war or a vacation?"

The coffee and tea aroma of Commander Lin almost ran away with excitement. Why did he make such a big difference between people? The luxurious conditions for such scenes are not only not the division headquarters, but even the commander may not have them. I don’t know whether the war can be done or not. I’m not sure if it’s okay to put it on, but it’s so irritating.

There is a mentality of hatred and wealth everywhere. I have been accustomed to the hard days of lack of clothes and food. I have been frosty for several months. Commander Lin felt that these guys were luxurious enough to eat compressed rations and canned American food all day long. Unexpectedly, they were just basic conditions. This is how a deputy commander was like this. What spectacular scene should Zhu Bin’s command be?

His grandmother's people are more dead than others, and he has more to throw away the goods.

"Eat and drink from the grandson, but don't thank the grandson." Commander Lin gritted his teeth and picked up a stainless steel cup without hesitation to pick up some coffee. He took a sip and almost sprayed it out on the spot. He gritted his teeth and swallowed it. He quickly changed the tea leaves, and almost screamed again after taking a sip. He shouted in his heart, "Your uncle, a little deputy commander, who drinks Longjing? It's not worse than the headquarters."

He is really wronged. This good tea was prepared by Yu Baoguo's father who felt sorry for his son. It is really not standard for the special forces. Longjing has not been flooded these days, and the output is so low. How can it be delivered everywhere?

Lin Zuozhen simply moved the regiment headquarters to work together, and by the way, he borrowed the other party's telegram and called him to call him, and he learned the skills with his stolen masters. Yu Baoguo did not drive away people. It was a good thing to join the two sides to command and coordinate the battle.

The brothers of the 715th Regiment got up cursingly and swayed into the fortifications. It took half an hour to wait. It was cold and many of them were not so warm. At that moment, a veteran from Shanxi started to curse: "Don't you say the Japanese are coming up? Are you so mean to be fooled? You can't even see a turtle hair?"

The soldiers who were mixed with them seized the time to chew compressed biscuits and drink warm water to replenish energy. The veterans of the Volunteer Army smiled and said to them: "My brothers, the news above is absolutely accurate. If you have the time to complain, why don't you eat something quickly? If you fight later, you won't have time to replenish energy. The Japanese will not shoot a shot and leave."

"We have never killed the Japanese, but we are just like 2,000." The soldiers of the 715th Regiment were stubborn and refused to be despised by these young soldiers. But as the saying goes, I listen to people's advice to have a full meal, and I honestly and unceremoniously wanted to use a compressed biscuit to stuff it into my mouth, and smacked my lips, "His grandmother's, it's better for you to live a good life, eat this good food every day."

The veteran of the Volunteer Army rolled his eyes, and the dry farts of the compressed biscuits were not considered good. The meat and vegetables I usually eat in the camp, probably these brothers were so angry that they saw it?

That's really the case. Nowadays, it's good to eat meat several times a month. Those who eat a full meal every day are definitely the direct descendants of the Central Army, and eat meat every day... That must be the treatment of the division commander, right? When the New Year is celebrated every day, how can we enjoy our turn?

As if it was a prophecy, the unwilling Shanxi veteran had not finished gnawing the half-compressed biscuits. He saw a platoon leader of a special forces team jogging along the tunnel, slapped each soldier on the head, and shouted in a low voice: "The Japanese have arrived in front, cheer me up, please be careful when the shelling is on the ground later."

"What? Is it here?" Shanxi veterans were disbelief. Their chief didn't say anything. Why did these kids make such a quick news and look at the darkest front before dawn from behind the bunker, and you can't see anything?

But seeing that the recruits from the special forces team next to them were all excited and raised their guns forward, they hurriedly hid half of the compressed biscuits, and rosted their cold hands, rubbed them and picked up the tattered Hanyang Made and put them on fortifications.

At the command center behind Jianchang Camp, Zhu Bin frowned slightly, and marked the movements of the Japanese army on the sand table from time to time. Huang Guanghua, the commander of the 139th Division who was visiting the front line, had a strange look on his face, and exchanged glances with Shi Yanmao, the chief of staff next to him. They couldn't understand how Zhu Bin could control the movements of the Japanese army so clearly in the dark sky. Even if he had a bunch of observation posts in front, the Japanese would have to let you see, especially in this sky, no matter how good his eyes were, how could he do it?

Seeing the small flag representing the Japanese infantry artillery team inserted into the front, it was enough to launch a bombing on the frontier positions, Chief Shi couldn't help asking: "Captain Zhu, since your troops have confirmed that the Japanese army is approaching here, why don't you order the artillery to launch the first shot? Your heavy artillery can kill them all in one place."

Zhu Bin shook his head: "The target is too small. It's just six 75mm mountain cannons of the 41-year-old Taisho 75mm and several 70 mortars. It's not worth exposing the heavy artillery positions first. However, the infantry cannons in front-line positions can be fired first. However, in this way, the Japanese army will definitely suspend the attack and miss a large number of opportunities to kill them."

The Japanese devils are not stupid, they opened fire here first, and they immediately knew that the sneak attack would not be possible, so how could they continue to attack and rush? Then they could not suddenly start attacking and killing a large amount of damage, wasting more than half an hour of deployment in vain. That's a pity

"Okay, let the Japanese be proud for a while." After all, Commander Huang can tell the difference between the other end. It is rare to have a chance to teach the Japanese a lesson and maximize the expansion results. The 29th Army will not be able to be more beautiful than before. It cannot be missed.

But... Commander Huang sighed secretly. He took out all the cannons in his home, but I'm afraid he won't have much effect.

Up to now, the entire Great Wall defense line that has been mobilized has 14 armies, 36 divisions, 19 brigades, about 250,000 people, and the total number of artillery is only...200. They are all small cannons with a caliber of 76mm, and it is difficult to find a 105mm cannon.

On the other hand, it is understood that their Japanese officers who stayed in Japan said that the Japanese army in a corps were equipped with 4-6 75mm mountain cannons or field cannons. Each division had a direct heavy artillery brigade, equipped with at least 54 mountain cannons or field cannons, and some even replaced with 105mm cannons. The Japanese army in front of them seemed to have only a few thousand people, but they were also equipped with more than a dozen field cannons. Compared with that, the difference is not a small one.

Zhu Bin looked at the lifeboat more clearly. The Japanese army in front of him had a large squad of artillery, six 75mm mountain cannons and six 105mm cannons, respectively, respectively, attacking Xiaojiayingzi's position. If he ordered the artillery to fire directly, he could only kill 6 small cannons within the range. Those 105mm cannons are beyond the reach and are not cost-effective.

Commander Huang Guanghua also had this kind of consideration. After all, he would grit his teeth and let's talk about it before fighting.

An order was issued to make the 715th Regiment and the division artillery battalion in front of him ready to deal with it, and the 721st Regiment of the 141st Division (the commander of Guo Weifan) and the artillery battalion in charge of the Aries Yu position on the left to prevent being raided by the Japanese army, and then wait patiently and quietly.

At 5:30 in the morning, a thin darkness just appeared in the eastern sky. The 715th Regiment was deployed in front of the front position between Xiaojiayingzi and Lou Zhangzi. Suddenly, a fierce explosion came. Six Japanese 75 mountain cannons were fired after hurrying preparations. The powerful high-explosive bombs roared and landed on the brand new stone position mountain, and exploded with a bang.

"Boom..." The flames churned on the positions on both sides of the narrow mountain road, and the sharp and hot pieces of shells mixed in countless gravels swept unscrupulously, exerting ten times the lethality. Wherever they passed, the remaining dead grass and bushes on the hillside were torn and smashed into pieces. The strong and choking smoke instantly wrapped the real position in the middle.

In the trench anti-aircraft fortifications, the soldiers of the 715th Regiment and the Xinting of the Special Forces team each shrank their heads, allowing the gravel and sand on their heads to fall down, making themselves covered in dust and cursing and keeping muttering.

During training at the Zhoushan base, I saw the spectacular scene of 305mm naval bombing on a high place, and the continuous explosion and baptism were repeated for three consecutive days. The recruits were no longer afraid of cannons, and they could also tease the veterans with a white face.

Hundreds of brothers from the division's artillery battalion looked nervously at the flashing place in the distance, anxiously waiting for the order to fire the artillery and fight back.

Just as the first cannon sounded, Major Catamachi Shotaro, the second captain of the 25th Regiment of the Japanese Army, drew out his battle knife, waved his force forward, and shouted: "It's time to avenge his shame and attack."

Under the cover of two tanks, a squadron of Japanese troops rushed towards the line of defense that was constantly rigging fireworks two kilometers away.

The "boom boom" shells were still falling. The six 75 mountain cannons not only hit the dead steel at a speed of 6 rounds per minute, but also smoke pillars on the mountain positions were rising one after another, and the defenders could not raise their heads at all.

Two kilometers away, the Japanese and tanks trotting along the way were only less than ten minutes. When the cannons stopped, the Japanese front-line heavy machine guns had been set up. The forwards rushed to a position less than 500 meters under the cover of light machine guns. While climbing over the deer forest barrier, they shot and suppressed them. The heart-wrenching strange screams resounded throughout the valley.

At this moment, the artillery battalion, which had been waiting for a long time, suddenly opened fire, three rapid fires, and more than a dozen artillery shells roared straight at the Japanese army's 75 mountain artillery position.

"Boom..." The precious and rare artillery made it difficult for the artillery to hit the target directly. Even with the most accurate shooting, the Yuan did not destroy all the Japanese positions at the first time, and only overturned a mountain cannon, but it was also scared that the Japanese army quickly moved the positions, and the support ahead was immediately cut off.

In the trenches, a sharp whistle sounded, and the battalion officer shouted at the top of his voice: "Brothers, fight the Japanese."

Hundreds of soldiers rushed out of the bunker, and in the roar of more than a dozen machine guns, aiming at the Japanese figures under the fireworks and shooting (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to Qidian Mobile Network and reward me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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