Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 439 Here Comes
One intentional, one unintentional.

What's even more frightening is that the distance is so close that the Chinese soldiers, who are almost all burst-firing shell guns and submachine guns, basically don't need to aim, they just scan out the bullets by listening to the sound.

Perhaps because they already knew the hardships of this battle, most of the soldiers in the guard battalion had already realized that I might never go back, and no one cherished ammunition anymore.

Many people completely emptied the 20-round magazine of the shell gun that had been dialed to the continuous fire switch within three seconds.

The Japanese soldiers who were still trudging in the small river were like rice cut by a sickle, and fell into the river in pieces.

Even the 'Cold-Blooded Little Tree' who reacted most swiftly was inevitably hit by three bullets.

One shot was on the shoulder, and two shots were on the chest and abdomen.

The 7.63 mm caliber bullet of the shell gun has an astonishing muzzle kinetic energy of 576 joules. Although the weight of the bullet is only 5.5 grams, it is enough to tear a large hole in the human muscle.

All three bullets passed through Aso Koshu's body. The bullet on the shoulder only tore a muscle and broke a bone. It wasn't a fatal injury, but the one that hit the fragile abdomen would be used to store excrement. A large hole was made in the large intestine, and the dark green feces polluted the entire abdominal cavity. Not to mention that in this era, even in the future, it would be a serious illness.

But the really fatal shot was in the chest. The Associform tree crawling in the creek was coughing in pain because of the convulsions of the lungs, and the blood continued to spurt out of the mouth along the trachea.

Without waiting for the military doctor to come, Aso Xiaoshu knew he was finished.

The fatal wound made it difficult for the extremely strong and weak bodies of several Chinese infantrymen who were once able to fight alone with guns. The second lieutenant of the Japanese army who coughed up a lot of blood and then inhaled the cold river water began to blur his consciousness.

His head couldn't get out of the water.

The blazing gunshots that sounded again and the miserable howls of colleagues tearing through the night sky seemed to be far away.

'Cold-Blooded Little Tree' seemed to see the distorted face of the young Chinese soldier he stabbed to death again in front of his eyes.

The extreme pain brings the extreme cold, and people finally understand why death is called an abyss.

"Ma Ma, it hurts so much!" Aso Xiaoshu, who had been preoccupied with pain, finally understood the last cry of the Chinese soldier.

Perhaps, only the numb and warm embrace can soothe the pain of the son's body being torn apart, which comes from the safety and warmth of October.

No one can give it anymore.

Unfortunately, there are still people who can hear the desperate calls of Chinese soldiers, and the empty night sky can dissipate them.

The last cry of the second lieutenant of the Japanese army left only bubbles.

The real cause of death of 'Cold-Blooded Little Tree' was not the three wounds torn by 7.63mm sheller bullets, but the icy river.

After losing his ability to move, he was drowned alive in a small river less than one meter deep.

Perhaps, there are not a few Japanese infantrymen who drowned like Second Lieutenant Aso Koki.

The pointed squad of the 36th Infantry Regiment of the 45th Infantry Brigade has 39 people from the second lieutenant to the captain, and 25 people died in the first wave of attacks.As the flares rose into the sky, the 14 people who panicked and buried their bodies in the river were also attacked by precise bursts of rifle fire and wooden-handled grenades thrown over them.

The battle came suddenly and ended very quickly. When several infantry squads who followed the infantry squad 150 meters away prostrated themselves on the ground and set up guns, machine guns and even grenade launchers to attack the Chinese on the opposite side. People have all got into the trenches.

The Aso team had no one who could climb out of the creek, and the wounded who could still breathe stayed in the icy water. Even if they didn't drown helplessly like their brave and fearless second lieutenant captain, they could only die of hypothermia in the end.

At night in late autumn in the southeast, the temperature is only six or seven degrees. If you come to swim in autumn, human life is really not as tenacious as they imagined.

"What? There are Chinese blocking ahead?" Kanda Masakae, the commander of the 36th Infantry Regiment of the 45th Infantry Brigade, who was riding a tall horse for the first time in the past few days, looked at the distant place with a cold expression. In the night sky, his face was icy cold.

The Chinese are really good at calculating, but with thousands of troops, they dared to divide their troops, some of them went to attack the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade, and some of them blocked his army in this wilderness.

"Order the entire army to stop gathering and send an order to the 6th and 8th Battalions. I'll give them 20 minutes to deal with the enemy in front of us." Kanda Shochu took out his pocket watch, counted the time, and issued the military order with a cold expression.

Of course, the Japanese Colonel did not blindly drive his subordinates to die.

But after careful calculation, the Chinese want to break through a heavy artillery brigade with thousands of troops and infantry protection. In any case, they must send out their main force elites. The troops left to fight the blocking will never exceed one infantry battalion or even more few.

Perhaps their role was not to prevent the 36th Infantry Brigade from reinforcing the Heavy Artillery Brigade.

Because even their entire army was chased by the brigade like a dog running around in the wilderness and never dared to stop and really fight.

Based on this reason, Kanda Shochu had reason to believe that the real purpose of the Chinese with an unknown number of troops standing in front of his infantry regiment was to try to delay, even if it was delayed for an hour, it would be successful.

Therefore, if he still digs trenches like a regular field battle, uses firepower to suppress and cover infantry attacks, and even uses artillery to clear the Chinese people's heavy firepower before capturing the position, it may just hit the Chinese people's plan.

Besides, even if he wanted to, he couldn't.All the infantry artillery and mountain artillery of his subordinates, whether it is the wing headquarters or the infantry brigade, are still on their way. At least for half an hour, the infantry who are coming in full light will not receive any artillery support.

What he has to do now is to rely on the superiority of his troops, gather more than two infantry brigades, and crush them with a thunderous force without giving a small number of Chinese people any chance to breathe.

In 20 minutes, a position as wide as 1500 meters in the field was conquered. This was not the first time for the Japanese infantry of the 6th Division.

On the contrary, on the battlefield in North China, they had a more brilliant record. After the regiment gathered all the infantry artillery and mountain artillery for shelling, an infantry brigade launched an attack, and in only 10 minutes, they occupied the opposite. defensive position.

The Chinese infantry regiment with more than 1000 people was defeated after only 10 minutes of fighting.

After the two infantry brigades received the military order from their regiment captain, they carried it out without hesitation.

The infantry quickly assembled in the field, not only to gather troops, but also to rest for 10 minutes.

From the campsite to here, the infantrymen have been running for almost 50 minutes, and they must recover enough physical strength before the battle.

The infantry began to drink water and eat sweets to restore their strength.

The light machine guns and grenades of the four infantry squadrons in charge of the first round of attack selected shooting points in an area 300 meters away from the creek, and the heavy machine gun brigades of the two infantry brigades had a total of 24 heavy machine guns also mounted outside 500 meters away. rise.

This is the confidence of the "strongest division on the surface of the earth" derived from continuous victories, and it cannot be erased in the next setback in Songjiang City and the constant harassment of Tang Dao.

Until 10 minutes later, the infantry began to enter the battlefield.

The four infantry squadrons that launched the attack in the first wave and the two infantry squadrons that went around to the two wings with all their strength added up to 1200 people. Not counting the two heavy machine gun squadrons behind, the Japanese army has already deployed more troops than the Chinese army in the trenches. .

The pitch-black night covered the figure of the Japanese soldiers who were bending over and moving forward, and also covered the guns that the Chinese soldiers put on the edge of the trenches on the river bank.

The muzzles of the three machine guns and four heavy machine guns on the hill were even more dim.

In the dark night, the Japanese side didn't know how many people there were in the Chinese side, and the Chinese side didn't know how much power the Japanese army would invest.

But both sides are very sure of one thing, in this battle, if you don't die, I will die.

Then you die!This may also be the first time that the Chinese and the Japanese have coincidentally.

"Flare!" Scarred Old Zhao listened to the continuous sound coming from the front of the position, and finally ordered.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Flares flickered in the sky less than 100 meters away from the position.

Pieces of khaki are densely lying in the wild, making one's scalp numb.

The Japanese responded in kind, and more flares fell over the Chinese positions.

The trench is still piled with fresh dirt, showing when it was born.

However, the long and almost endless trenches also made the faces of the Japanese army officers in the rear stiff.

"Kill the chicken!" The two majors waved their command sabers forward in two different spaces at the same time.

More than 20 Type 92 heavy machine guns spoke first.

The dark red bullet marks are extremely conspicuous in the night sky, like a long whip waved by the god of death with a grinning grin.

The most tragic charge in the history of the founding of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army is coming.

(End of this chapter)