Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 577 Boots waiting to fall

Accompanied by the long beeping of the hand-cranked siren.

Teams of Jing'an troops entered the battlefield from 500 meters away.

The two infantry battalions of the [-]st Brigade of the Jing'an Army, judging from their attack direction and personnel distribution, have tactical literacy.

Although there are two infantry battalions with nearly a thousand soldiers, the front-line commander of the Jing'an Army did not say that they would put all these troops into the first wave of attack at once.

On the line of defense with a width of 1000 meters, the first wave of the Jing'an Army invested a total of more than 300 troops from two infantry companies, and more than 200 meters behind it, followed by two infantry companies, and the other two infantry companies , one on the left and one on the left, and began to move hundreds of meters away from the two wings under the sight of the defenders.

They are clearly telling the defenders that I want to go around to both sides, as long as they cross the mountains and forests, it will be difficult for you.

Obviously, the two infantry companies on the two wings were not used for the main attack, but to mobilize troops on the defense line, but even if the commander knew their intentions, he could only choose to mobilize troops to deal with it.

The mountains in southern Anhui are different from the beautiful mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, and they are obviously more steep. But if the two infantry companies can find a suitable way to climb the mountains, the partial division can become the main attack at any time.

Faced with this situation, Tang Dao just smiled coldly, and waved to his guard platoon leader, and whispered a few words to him, the guard platoon leader waved, and the guard platoon, all dressed in submachine guns, followed him through the traffic trench Run to the second trench.

The battalion commander of the Sichuan Army Battalion, whose face was a little pale with nervousness in the trench, after listening to the order conveyed by the guard platoon leader, waved his hand and called his second company commander, asking him to lead two infantry platoons to obey the man in front of him who was obviously Tang. Dao trusted the arrangement of the second lieutenant and platoon leader of the guard platoon.

Asking a captain to listen to the second lieutenant, in terms of military rank, should be quite aggrieved, but neither the major nor the captain of the Sichuan army actively ignored it.

The reason is very simple. Before they made any military exploits, they were all still deserters. The colonels and regiment leaders with deep backgrounds were all shot dead by Battalion Commander Tang Day. What qualifications do they have to raise conditions?

Not to mention that the platoon leader of the security platoon is a popular person around the battalion commander Tang and can't be offended, even an ordinary infantry platoon leader has nothing to be wronged.

The guard platoon was divided into two, with 20 soldiers on one side. The two Sichuan Army infantry platoons had no special requirements, except that each person was required to carry 6 grenades, which was also an infantry platoon in one direction.

Like the vast majority of the Chinese army, the Sichuan army lacks heavy firepower with hand grenades. After entering the Jinling border, the heavy weapons needed are not supplemented, but the hand grenades are full. An infantry regiment has [-] hand grenades. benefits.

In order to make it easier to escape, the commander of the dead ghost distributed the remaining grenades to each individual soldier before retreating. Each soldier had five or six grenades on his body, which was more generous than that of the independent battalion.

Obviously, placing 60 people on each side is Tang Dao's response to the Jing'an Army's two infantry companies circling along the mountain.

Although the major of the Sichuan Army in the second trench was a little worried, the supreme commander here was Tang Dao, who did whatever he said, and the submachine guns hanging on the soldiers of the guard platoon were very reassuring.

This thing is extremely rare in the Sichuan army, but it does not mean that he has not seen the power of this thing. When the army faced the siege of tens of thousands of people in the Sichuan army, it was a death squad with more than 100 people, all equipped with this flower mechanism , Bullets like pouring rain forcefully cut a bloody path, allowing the main force to escape.

Although the Jing'an Army looked awesome, with light and heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, and infantry cannons to help out, they were just armed with [-]-style rifles and entered the jungle-covered mountains under hand-to-hand combat. It is like a claw-type firearm.

Otherwise, this Sichuan army major has a flexible head!In the end, the situation on the two wings was almost the same as he imagined.

Perhaps the only thing he didn't expect was that his two infantry platoons also played a huge role.

Of course, it was a battle that happened hundreds of meters away, so he couldn't control it. The first task now was to resist the attack from the front.

Two infantry companies of more than 300 Jing'an troops began to bend over and trot from 300 meters away. The distance between each infantry was more than five meters, which was to prevent heavy machine guns and mortars that terrified them most.

The heavy machine gun positions and infantry artillery positions on the side and rear are also in full swing. If there is a Chinese heavy firepower point, they will carry out a saturated attack on the approximate area.

However, what is strange is that the infantry at the front can already see the craters blasted by shells on the Chinese position, and there is no movement at all on the Chinese position.

Deathly silence.

In the temporary headquarters built on the basis of a boulder, Li Shoushan and his major military adviser, who were originally determined, were no longer as relaxed as before. It's like seeing one more flower.

However, no matter whether it was the infantry who continued to advance in fear, or the generals who could not guess what the Chinese intentions were, during these suffocating minutes, they did not hear even a single gunshot from the Chinese position.

Not to mention heavy machine guns and light machine guns, there are no rifles or pistols.

On the Chinese side, it was as if there was no one there.

But this is absolutely impossible. In the tentative attack 20 minutes ago, the Chinese side resisted at a distance of more than 100 meters, and there were dozens of infantrymen shooting.

"Baga! The Chinese, what kind of conspiracy and tricks are they playing?" Shi Duyingjie couldn't help muttering to himself.

His mentality at the moment is quite like waiting for the second boot to hit the ground upstairs. The less the Chinese defenders shoot, the more uncertain he will be.

"Mr. Shidu don't need to be so worried, no matter what kind of plots and tricks, they will be crushed under the iron fist of the imperial army!" Li Shoushan still has the demeanor of a general at the moment.

It's just that the calmness of completely substituting himself into the role of a Japanese made the corners of Hideki Ishiwata's lips twitch.

If it weren't for this guy speaking pure Northeast dialect, he would have had the urge to treat this guy as a compatriot at that moment.

Unfortunately, it is not.

Whether it is Shi Duyingjie or Li Shoushan, both of them actually understand their respective roles and positions.Li Shoushan, a famous big traitor, is determined to go with the Japanese, but the Japanese have to guard against them. Not only are the low-level officers in the Jing'an Army basically served by Japanese, but the so-called military advisers are actually nothing more than It's just a supervising army with the title of consultant.

Li Shoushan, who became a monk halfway through his relationship with horses and eventually turned to the Japanese, may have no other skills, but he has a certain ruthlessness. Even though he feels that the battlefield is weird, he still looks forward coldly. No tactical changes were made.

The two infantry companies advanced in silence, like a field of khaki grasshoppers, getting closer and closer to the Chinese position.

"Platoon leader, why haven't they fired yet?" Sweet potato, who had already retreated to the second-line trench, peeked out of the trench through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and asked the second lieutenant leaning in the trench, holding his rifle and closing his eyes to rest his mind, full of apprehension.

For the young soldier, although having so many comrades-in-arms suddenly made him feel a lot more at ease, he was still on the battlefield after all, and the outcome of the battle was still related to whether he could get out of this position alive.

The Japanese army was already close to 200 meters from the first-line trenches. According to the usual practice, even if the infantry did not shoot in order to save bullets, the machine guns should be fired to suppress it!
"What are you panicking, those brothers have their own style of play, let's just wait and see!" The second lieutenant also raised his head and quickly took a look outside the trench, then retracted his head, and said firmly: "The gang of second devils want to fight!" Bad luck."

"Why!" The young soldier didn't know where his platoon leader's confidence came from.

"No wonder I call you Sweet Potato, you are a melon, you haven't seen the equipment of those brothers?" The second lieutenant sighed, and looked helplessly at the old Han Yang in his hand. "I just counted about one hundred people. There are about a dozen submachine guns alone, and there are more than a dozen pistols. If the two devils dare to stand up and charge, they will all die."

"Whenever I can have the pistol in that officer's waist." When talking about the equipment of the Second Company of the Independent Battalion, Tiangua couldn't help thinking about the Browning pistol in Tang Dao's waist.

When he walked into the trench, Tang Dao, who was not in the military rank, had a very good attitude towards the infantry platoon on the solitary position. Not only did he take the initiative to shake hands with the pee-loving second lieutenant platoon leader, he also patted the thin sweet potato shoulders.

Dagua, who was dazed by the huge surprise, didn't know what level of officer Tang Dao was, but he took a fancy to the awesome American-made pistol in his waist.

It's not that Sweet Potato has a good eye and knows things well, but that, as a recruit in the platoon, he now has a "Single One" in his hand, commonly known as a bird gun, with a range of only 40 meters. For a rifle that is longer than him , Sweet potatoes are already enough.

"Nonsense, that is the highest officer here, his subordinates are so well equipped, how can his gun be worse?" The second lieutenant rolled his eyes. "When the fight starts later, you hide for me. If possible, I will find a way to make you a Hanyang."

"Really?" Digua instantly threw Browning's appearance out of the blue, grinning wide.

Dreams are dreams after all, and reality is the most important thing. Xiaobing is still very clear about this aspect.

"Da da da!" The crisp sound of machine guns suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)