my bright sword career

Chapter 648
It is estimated that no one expected that the Japanese army's reaction to the Allied attack on Tululu Mountain would be so great.

As soon as the Eighth Marine Regiment took advantage of it, the Japanese troops in Mount Tululu launched a counter-charge.

"Half a load!"

Under the cover of artillery fire, a whole regiment of more than 3000 Japanese troops in tea-green tropical uniforms launched a counter-charge against the U.S. troops in the south. They held Type [-] rifles and shouted slogans along the passage opened by the artillery fire toward The Eighth Marine Regiment launched a fierce counterattack.

"Let it go, let it go..."

Accompanied by the roar of the officers, dozens of 105 to 150 caliber mountain guns and field guns kept roaring on the position behind the south of Tululu Mountain. In order to improve the shooting accuracy, they also raised the school shooting balloons. Calibrating target bearings for artillery by telephone.

Next to a nine-nine-style mountain cannon, two loaders immediately pushed the 12.34 kg heavy shell into the chamber, and then quickly stuffed the propellant into the chamber.

"Coordinates 3500-1800, horizon 18, deviation 43... put it on." The gunner standing on the left side of the gun breech pulled the gun rope violently.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the 150-caliber artillery retreated sharply, and stopped under the action of the damping tube on the gun mount, and the gun body quickly reset along the slide under the action of weight.

Although the Type 150 [-]mm mountain gun lags behind the artillery of Western powers in terms of range and accuracy, its power is not inferior.

Although the Japanese army's fortifications were very fierce, the U.S. military, which is a big dog, did not have the slightest fear. Soon the artillery regiment directly under the Second Marine Division also showed its power, and the M2 cannon nicknamed Tom Long Legs at the rear also opened fire.

"For His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Japanese soldiers shouting slogans and holding bayonets did not pay attention to the shells whizzing past their heads. The screams of shells weighing tens of kilograms were by no means comparable to those of small and medium-caliber shells. Like tearing apart the sky.

In an instant, dozens of shells fell into the tea-green charge formation, dozens of clouds of white and black smoke and orange-red flames rose up, stumps and broken bodies were thrown in all directions, and the green wave-like charge formation burst into flames under the dense bombardment. The rain stagnates.

Thomas, who was squatting in a trench and observing the battlefield with a periscope, was not very satisfied with the effect of the shelling: "Our artillery fire is still too small, and the Japanese's skirmishing lines are scattered, and the shelling has not achieved much. Effect."

Having said that, Thomas turned his head and asked the adjutant beside him: "Is there any reply from the Huaxia people?"

"Sir, the Huaxia people just sent a call back." The adjutant quickly replied, "The general Gao said that because the fighting in the east is also fierce, they don't have any extra air power to reinforce us, at least within an hour." There is no way."

"In other words, we won't have air support in an hour?" Thomas asked back.

"This..." The adjutant scratched his head in embarrassment, "I have to ask God."

Thomas snorted softly. He didn't have high expectations in the first place. After all, the east and south are fighting so fiercely now that it's simply unrealistic to expect the Huaxia people to spare no effort to support him.

However, it was beyond his expectation that the defenders of Tululu Mountain had the courage to launch such a large-scale counterattack.

Sighing lightly, Thomas said to the adjutant: "Okay, tell the artillery regiment not to be stingy with ammunition and shoot in coverage!"

Target azimuth z-26A, J-34D... High-explosive shells cover and shoot. "

After receiving the order, the 36 M2 155mm long-range cannons belonging to the artillery regiment of the Second Marine Division adjusted the target orientation.

put! "As the officer slammed down the small flag in his hand, 36 heavy shells flew towards the target with the roar.

The counterattack speed of the Japanese artillery has begun to slow down at this time, everything around seems to be burning, there are withered weeds and towering trees.

Fiery shrapnel criss-crossed and flew across the open ground less than 200 meters from the front of the Japanese army. Japanese soldiers whose military uniforms were torn apart by the shock wave of the artillery shells rushed east and west in horror, and were killed by the fiery shrapnel one after another.

A captain lying in the crater with a command knife spat out the sand in his mouth, surrounded by pale and nervous soldiers, lying in the dense weeds, the courage to charge just now has long since been blown up by the US artillery fire. gone.

"Warriors of the Emperor, forget the enemy's artillery fire! The Emperor is watching you. From China to Guadalcanal, the warriors of the Empire have never retreated, and the same is true this time.

For the sake of the Great Japanese Empire and the common prosperity of Greater East Asia, raise your rifles and charge forward, for half a year! "

The captain in the crater suddenly jumped out of the crater with a loud roar, stumbled, and vigorously waved the command knife in his hand to scold the soldiers. They charge.

It's just that the captain ignored the howling sound of the shells tearing through the air above his head. With a loud noise, the captain who swung his saber suddenly felt a scorching wave of air rushing towards him on his back. This terrifying force pushed him away from the air. At the same time, he felt as if his body was torn in two. At the last moment, he saw the soldiers lying on the ground start to charge.

"Damn... these damn Japanese monkeys, how can they still charge?"

In a bomb crater, Harry looked at the Japanese soldiers rushing towards them like wild beasts under artillery fire, and raised his Springfield rifle to shoot desperately while roaring loudly.

"Is there a possibility that you did something ulterior to their mother?" A sergeant nearby replied while shooting.

In the face of bloody battlefields, many soldiers will relieve the pressure by making vulgar jokes with each other.

The air above the foxhole was shrouded in acrid gunpowder smoke. Under the command of the officer, the soldiers kept pushing the bullets into the barrel of the gun and pulling the bolt to shoot at the fastest speed.

Of course, this refers to the soldiers who still carry Springfield rifles.

So far, in the Marine Corps, the penetration rate of Garand rifles is still not high, and more than half of the soldiers still hold the old Springfield rifles.

"boom!"

A 75mm shell landed right in a foxhole, throwing three soldiers inside into the air by the shock wave from the violent explosion.

"Half a load!"

Under the cover of artillery fire, the Japanese army finally rushed to the front of the US army's position. Facing the approaching Japanese army, the gunfire of the US army became more and more chaotic.

Finally, a captain shouted loudly: "Soldiers, enjoy freedom or be enslaved, it will be up to you to decide, for America, for freedom! Go!"

After all, the captain jumped out of the foxhole with his pistol, and other soldiers and officers also jumped out of the bunker one after another. With their bayonet-mounted rifles, they countercharged the Japanese troops who rushed to the front of the position. , The tea-green and pink-green waves collided violently, and the most primitive hand-to-hand combat was carried out with bayonets.

(End of this chapter)