Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 112 Crazy Half Day

Sure enough, as the firepower of the defenders' machine guns in the warehouse weakened, the Japanese infantry moved more resolutely towards the warehouse.

Especially the Japanese troops from the two wings, the nearest ones had even reached the area 50 meters in front of the warehouse. If the machine guns hadn't fired back to push them back, the Japanese demolition team hiding in the infantry might have rushed up.

After three or four consecutive tests, the Japanese army also tested the bottom line of the Chinese defenders. Outside the first 100 meters, most of them used infantry rifles to fight back. Only when they reached within [-] meters did the ammunition-consuming machine guns fire again.

What made Wakibajiro very painful was that although the warehouse defenders were saving ammunition, which showed that their ammunition reserves were not sufficient, they were extremely resolute as long as they fired, more than 20 light machine guns and five or six heavy machine guns fired The rain of bullets formed a wall of death, making it difficult for people to cross the thunder pool.

Even though the imperial infantry under his command were only probing and did not launch a desperate attack, they still left at least dozens of corpses in front of the wall of death.

Throughout the morning, the warring parties consumed each other in such back and forth trials.

It's just that the warehouse defenders consumed ammunition, while the Japanese army consumed human lives.

It's just that even the people watching the battle in the concession know that this level of battle is just the scene before the storm, not even an appetizer, and the real decisive battle is yet to come.

Sure enough, at noon, when the autumn sun was just right, the Japanese army's offensive began to become more determined.

First, the warehouse was cleaned with mountain artillery and infantry artillery in routine operations, and then the Japanese infantry who had advanced the temporary field trenches to less than 300 meters from the warehouse began to attack.

This wave of attacking the Japanese army was obviously much more tenacious than in the morning. The Japanese infantry artillery located in the semi-permanent fortification 500 meters away was still firing when the infantry reached the position of 100 meters.

Infantry coordination sounds very simple, but it is definitely a technical task, not to say that bravery alone can improve skill points.

The quality of individual soldiers of the Japanese army can also be ranked among the top three in the world, but this kind of technical work is not a little bit worse than that of the Western world, which is equipped with a large number of artillery.

Although the infantry artillery raised the elevation angle to kill the second and third floors of the Sixing Warehouse while trying to avoid damage to the infantry who were still making various detours on the battlefield ahead, there were still some unlucky ones who unfortunately hit the trajectory of the artillery shell.

What is it like to be hit by a shell that is running at a speed of nearly a kilometer per second?
This scene was clearly shown to everyone on the battlefield of the Sixing Warehouse offensive and defensive battle at noon on October 10.

A Japanese soldier was bowing his waist in the rubble and marching resolutely towards the warehouse against the bullets fired, and suddenly it split apart without warning.

The whole person was torn apart like this, like a watermelon being hit by a heavy hammer weighing hundreds of catties. Those pieces of flesh and blood flew out and knocked down two Japanese infantrymen who were also ignorant about a dozen meters away. It took a long time No one got up.

Come to think of it, the feeling of being hit by a seven or eight catty piece of meat accelerated by the kinetic energy of the shell would not be so wonderful!
Sure enough, the most difficult bullet to defend against came from behind!No, more precisely, shells.

No matter who fired the cannon, he should get down and hide his ass tightly. Many people who witnessed this scene understood this truth very deeply.

Of course, this kind of tragedy was just the tip of the iceberg on the battlefield. Let alone the Japanese infantry who were fully committed to the attack, they did not see it, and even if they saw it, it would be difficult to stop their firm footsteps.

Because their commanders were determined to the point of brutality.

On the edge of the trench behind them, light machine guns were set up again. That was the Japanese army's own supervisor team. The guns were not aimed at the warehouse, but at all the Japanese infantry who dared to retreat without receiving the retreat order.

Going forward is death, and retreating is also death. Both are options that must die, but they are very good choices.

The Japanese attack was unprecedentedly resolute. Even after entering a distance of 100 meters, the machine guns, submachine guns, shell guns, and rifles of the warehouse defenders were like fried hedgehogs. They also still charged towards the warehouse from various shooting blind spots they selected.

The most recent ones even rushed into the trenches of the warehouse's first line of defense.

However, that is the final position of their progress.

Although the firepower output of the firepower points on the second and third floors was suppressed to the minimum by the Japanese infantry artillery that did not treat their own infantry as human beings, once the Japanese army got too close, it was not just bullets that greeted them.

The trenches are the best places to drop bombs. The Chinese defenders don't even need to use guns, or even look at them. They just need to drop the smoking grenades from the second and third floors.

I don't know when to pour into the waist-deep water-filled trenches is definitely a nightmare for infantry. Water can't stop the violent shrapnel from entering, but it can slow people's movements.

Some are similar to frying fish. The slow-moving Japanese soldiers were killed by shrapnel dancing in stagnant water.

The corpses of many Japanese soldiers sank to the bottom of the water, making it hard to tell how many Japanese soldiers died in this trench, but one only needs to look at the color of the water in the trench to know that the water that had been shaken by the air waves turned a little yellow. Turned into a palpitating dark red.

Especially when the grenade was thrown into the water and a cloud of water splashed into the sky, the water spray in the sun was bright red.

I don't know how many Japanese soldiers' blood stained it.

But even so, the Japanese army still did not retreat. From noon to dusk, the Japanese army attacked wave after wave.

The people on the south bank of the Suzhou River carefully recorded that the defenders of the Sixing Warehouse repelled twelve Japanese attacks in a row throughout the afternoon!

The streets and open spaces on the east and west sides of the four-row warehouse and the front of the building, including the ruins, are already strewn with corpses. If you look around, you can see the yellow excrement on the ground everywhere.

The 36th Infantry Regiment, which has almost sent all the infantry squadrons under its command to attack twice, was almost not disabled.

The bloodshot eyes of the Japanese army chief had to take off his military uniform and go shirtless to supervise the battle in person at least twice, but Makino Jun worked hard to pull them back.

Perhaps, the Japanese lieutenant commander who was stunned by his boss's cruel and stupid behavior was actually willing to go to the front line with his almost crazy boss, and then was killed by a terrible Chinese gunman.

What the hell are you doing to consume the ammunition of the Chinese? You are an idiot now!In one day, the entire regiment suffered more than 700 casualties, and the Chinese who learned to save ammunition did not see much less ammunition. When the machine guns and submachine guns approached their own infantry, it was like pouring rain.

Especially the grenades thrown from upstairs that seemed inexhaustible, the Japanese soldiers almost doubted life from top to bottom.

Damn it, this building will not be the arsenal of the Chinese once!The lieutenant of the Japanese army can almost confirm his guess.

But whether it was or not, after paying the horrific casualties of more than 700 imperial warriors, one of the battle plans formulated by the idiot Jiro Wakibata was completely bankrupt.

Toshi Makino, who almost hugged the Japanese commander's thigh and begged him not to be impulsive, was actually very rational, and saving him was also saving himself.

Firstly, someone needs to take the blame for the defeat, and the lieutenant commander is responsible for the death of the regiment captain;
Secondly, the captain of the alliance has already gone to the front line, can he, the deputy of the alliance, accompany him?Accompany you to get shot at by the Chinese ruthless gunmen?
That must not be possible!I would rather take the blame than be shot.

Of course, who doesn't know how to act like this?
Judging from the strength of His Excellency's struggle, Makino Jun knew that he was actually just giving the ashamed and angry Captain a step to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor.

After all, there is hope, isn't there?
The engineering unit sent by the division to support is the last hope.

Whether they can successfully dig out the blasting tunnel is the last straw to save the remaining more than 36 troops of the 1000th Infantry Regiment.

For the high-ranking military officers, it is inevitable that they will be dismissed and questioned after paying such terrible casualties and still failing to conquer the fortress.

(End of this chapter)