my bright sword career

Chapter 129

Today is the third day of the 41st Division's offensive, yes... this is already the last day of the three-day deadline given by Yoshio Shinozuka to Yukio Koizumi.

In these three days, Yukio Koizumi urged the 41st Division to attack desperately. In order to deal with the two artillery battalions of the militia, the Japanese Army Aviation bombed Qixia Pass indiscriminately, even though it had lost 28 The bombers and sixteen fighters did not stop.

After losing [-]% of the artillery, Gao Hongming had to order the two artillery battalions to temporarily hide.

But fortunately, although the artillery battalion of the militia could not play a role, the field artillery unit of the 41st Division lost more than half of the artillery on the first day, and they were also afraid of the hidden artillery of the militia, so they did not dare to act recklessly. Cangyun Ridge was bombarded, and such a strange scene happened.

It was obvious that the infantry on both sides had already fought to the death, but the artillerymen on both sides kept silent. Occasionally, they fired guns like thieves and ran away after two shots, not daring to stay longer.

Faced with such a situation, both Koizumi Yukio and Gao Hongming felt helpless.

But in the final analysis, on the whole, the Japanese army, which has a numerical advantage and aircraft support, has the upper hand. Although Japan has not been able to win Qixia Ridge in these three days, the three infantry regiments took turns to attack the militia. a great loss.

As mentioned earlier, after Gao Hongming ordered the line of defense to shrink, there were only two lines of defense left in front of Qixia Pass.

The first line of defense is tens of meters below the mountainside, only more than 200 meters away from the road.

Don't underestimate the 200-odd meters distance. For the infantry, the distance of 200-odd meters is as far away as heaven to hell. In the past three days, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers who fell on this small slope alone did not leave a large group.

The Japanese army also gritted their teeth for this line of defense that could not be attacked for a long time, and vowed to make the Chinese people pay the price.

Ma Zhanfu leaned in the trench, with the submachine gun next to him, touched his body with both hands, took out a shriveled cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, lit it, and took a deep breath. The slightly acrid smoke was inhaled into the lungs for a while, and then he exhaled, and a long smoke came out together.

There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and then a figure sat down next to him, and then a slightly hoarse voice sounded beside him, "Okay, you kid is still hiding private goods, so hurry up and hand it over, don't force it!" I'll do it."

Ma Zhanfu rolled his eyes, and threw the cigarette case to him casually, "You are a dignified battalion commander, and you are so embarrassed to come here to smoke with me, a small company commander."

The one who came was none other than Nong Tiancai, the battalion commander of the Fourth Battalion. There was no trace of shame on his face: "I only light cigarettes for a month, so I can't smoke enough, otherwise I wouldn't come to rub your cigarettes." .”

Seeing the shameless appearance of his own official, Ma Zhanfu was immediately annoyed, "Cooperating with me for three cigarettes a month, you already belong to the category of local rich people, right? Then what is your five cigarettes a month?" ?”

"Nonsense, you can't just see my quota of five cigarettes per month, you also have to think about my smokers." Nong Tiancai snorted coldly: "I have three company commanders under me, and more than a dozen platoons. Long, each person rubs me a cigarette every day, how much is it in a month?
Let's see how many platoon leaders you have under your command. Can you compare with me? "

Ma Zhanfu was stunned for a moment, and found himself speechless.

"Well, now is not the time to discuss this, because any further discussion will not change the fact that they are going to stop cooking."

But Ma Zhan rolled his eyes, "Don't be discouraged, Yingzuo, I know a person, even if the whole group has no cigarettes, there must be more in his place, as long as you go to him, you can get a few Bags, maybe even one of them.”

Nong Tiancai is not stupid, he laughed and cursed, "You boy, don't try to use me as a gunman, I know you want me to go to the Tuanzuo to fight the autumn wind, it would be fine if it was the usual, but the battle has been fierce these days, we I heard that because of the devil's plane, the group members were so anxious that they got angry, so I'm going to scold them now."

Ma Zhanfu, who had been exposed for his small plan, didn't look embarrassed at all, and smiled: "Our battalion can retreat to the back to rest tonight, and you will definitely report to the group when the time comes, and that will be a incidental thing."

"By the way..." Nong Tiancai suddenly suppressed his smile and looked at the noon sun.

Today, the Japanese army launched three charges in just one morning. Although they were all repulsed by them, the casualties of their battalion after these days of fierce fighting have already exceeded [-]%. will be disabled.

At this moment, there was a burst of melodious music from the side, and the two of them looked back. It turned out that a wounded soldier with a bandage on his left arm got a piece of camphor leaf from somewhere, and put the leaf to his lips with his right hand and blew it. When I got up, I never thought that he would actually be able to play a melodious tune.

Not far away, a veteran soldier in his thirties with a sloppy beard also started to yell: "Brother, you go to the west entrance, little sister, I really can't stay, hold my brother's hand, and send him to the gate.

Brother, you go out of the village, little sister, I have something to say, walk to the entrance of the main road, more people and horses will come to relieve your worries. "

To be honest, the old soldier looks sloppy and rough, but with his hoarse voice and emotions that seem to see through the world, this sad and sad tune has a particularly attractive roughness. The smell immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers around.

"Tightly pulling on my brother's sleeve, tears streaming down my stomach, I only hate my sister for not being able to walk with you, I only hope that my brother will go home early.

Brother, you go to the west entrance, little sister, I am worried, how long this walk will take, I hope you will also turn gray. "

Many soldiers who didn't cry even in the face of bullets and bullets or even death heard tears suddenly streaming from their eye sockets.

Yes, who doesn't have an unforgettable girl in their hearts. This woman may look ordinary or even have a rough temper, but in their hearts, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Maybe at this moment, she is waiting for them to return home safely at the entrance of the village. .

Seeing more and more soldiers humming, Ma Zhanfu was a little worried that continuing to sing would affect morale, so he asked his battalion commander for instructions, but Nong Tiancai shook his head and said in a low voice.

"Brothers have been fighting too hard these days, it's good to let them vent."

Ma Zhanfu nodded, and was about to say something when he suddenly froze for a moment, listened to it, and then his expression changed, and he roared loudly: "Bombardment... cover up... cover up..."

"boom……"

As soon as Ma Zhanfu finished speaking, the first shell fell and made a loud explosion, followed by the second and third shells...

After the baptism of artillery fire these days, the soldiers of the fourth battalion have been trained to be extremely agile. These soldiers can quickly judge the impact point of the shell from the sound of the shell, and they can also do a push-up before the shell falls and then rush into the bunker.

There is no way, it is so agile and clever, because people who are not clever on the battlefield either go to the field hospital behind or go to heaven.

One after another shells landed in front of the fourth battalion's position, raising dust and flames all over the sky. The soldiers of the fourth battalion all hid in the artillery holes or trenches, shrinking their bodies and praying not to be hit directly by the shells.

The bombardment was very short, lasting only two or three minutes.

When the gunpowder smoke and dust all over the sky slowly dissipated, Ma Zhanfu got out of the blast hole and began to call out to the soldiers to come out and enter the position.

"Hurry up, you bastards... machine guns... where are the machine guns... Hurry up and set it up for me..."

Soon Ma Zhanfu and the platoon leaders of each squad were shouting and cursing on the battlefield.

The militia, which is almost a complete set of German equipment, has also inherited part of the German tactics. Whether it is offensive or defensive, it is based on the MG42 machine gun, supplemented by 98K rifles and MP40 submachine guns.

"Dick tick tick tick tick..."

At this moment, there were bursts of charging horns suddenly heard from the front covered by dust and smoke, followed by a rush of horseshoes. ,

"No...it's the cavalry...the devil's cavalry!" Ma Zhanfu's expression suddenly changed.

As the thick smoke gradually dissipated, a large mass of black cavalry suddenly appeared from the front, holding [-]-style cavalry guns and shouting "half a load!", and launched an attack on the fourth battalion's position from the bottom of the hillside like a sloping flood. counterattack.

The Japanese cavalry on horseback first fired a round of guns, and then rushed over with their sabers flashing coldly. They shouted excitedly while galloping wildly while waving their sabers.

"Fire...fire..."

Not only Ma Zhanfu, but Nong Tiancai was also surprised.

It is not uncommon for the Japanese army to launch a charge, but what surprised him was that the cavalry launched the attack this time, and it should be a wing-level charge in terms of scale, which is remarkable.

In the establishment of the Japanese army, a standard infantry regiment should have about 800 people, but there are not so many cavalry regiments, generally between 1400 and 1700.

Although the number of cavalry regiments is smaller than that of infantry, their attack power is more than that of infantry.

Due to the lack of mechanized forces, throughout World War II, the Japanese Army's Class A Division and Class B Division were equipped with a large number of cavalry units. They were on the North China Plain. Obvious mobility advantage.

The Japanese army suddenly dispatched the Japanese army, which greatly exceeded Gao Hongming's expectations.

In the 21st century where he lived, the cavalry has almost disappeared. In the vast Chinese army of several million, except for a symbolic cavalry battalion, other cavalry units were as early as the late 70s. It was all revoked.

So to put it bluntly, Gao Hongming's concept of cavalry is very vague. In addition, he has never fought against Japanese cavalry during the half a year since he came to this time and space, so he never thought that the Japanese army would dispatch cavalry. attack his position.

However... Although Gao Hongming is very unfamiliar with cavalry, this does not prevent him from understanding the power of cavalry. In desperation, he shouted loudly, "Mortars... quickly support the fourth battalion... we must not let them rush to the fourth battalion. camp site."

"Da da!... Da da da!... Kaka... Kaka..."

Although the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion were taken aback by the sudden charge, they immediately pulled the switch as a conditioned reflex when they spotted the cavalry. The automatic firepower provided by more than a dozen MG42 machine guns and dozens of MP40 submachine guns just erected It is the best weapon to block the cavalry's attack. After firing the bullets in the chamber, the riflemen took out the M24 long-handled grenades from their waists and threw them out.

Watching the cavalry rushing in like a torrent, Ma Zhanfu rushed to the side of the communication soldier and grabbed the microphone.

"Hello... I'm Ma Zhanfu, commander of the third company, using mortar...mortar..."

When the enemy's situation was discovered, these cavalry who touched the front of the position while taking advantage of the sound of shelling and smoke were less than 300 meters away from the fourth battalion's position.

And the short distance of more than 200 meters is not even a warm-up for the horses. It only takes a dozen seconds for the cavalry to rush to the target.

Although the fourth battalion's assaulters, machine gunners, and rear mortar troops poured a dense rain of bullets on the enemy cavalry as soon as they appeared, they still failed to stop the Japanese cavalry from approaching. Before the first magazine could be reloaded, the first Japanese horse had jumped into the trenches of the Fourth Battalion.

The cavalry on horseback waved their sabers vigorously and slashed down. With the impact of the horses, the head and body of the soldier who hadn't been reloaded were separated.

Then dozens or hundreds of war horses carried the cavalry on their backs and waved their sabers and jumped into the trenches.The soldiers of the fourth battalion who faced the enemy were either cut down or trampled to the ground by the hooves of the rushing horses.

At this moment, the Japanese cavalry were like a group of fierce gods pouring out of hell, killing without any scruples on the ground of the Fourth Battalion, and their excited shouts resounded throughout the Qixia Pass.

"what!"

A soldier with a severed arm was lying on the ground and pulled the safety catch of the grenade with his teeth, then roared and jumped up and rushed towards the nearest cavalry. With a violent explosion, the wounded soldier and the cavalry who were killing wantonly They died together, and the horses whose stomachs had been blasted lay trembling on the ground.

It's just that the soldiers of the fourth battalion desperately used bayonets and submachine guns to fight back at the cavalry who rushed into their positions.However, under the encirclement and beheading of the cavalry regiments, they completely lost their sense of direction, and could only counterattack blindly and powerlessly. After the original line of defense was torn apart by the cavalry, the soldiers who fought on their own became the targets of slaughter.

Ma Zhanfu took the correspondent and two riflemen back to back in a trench and shot desperately towards the outside. At this time, he only hated why there were only 32 bullets in his magazine. If there were [-] or even [-] rounds, he would How good, so that he can kill a few more devils before he dies.

(End of this chapter)