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The flames of the explosion spread, and through the light, the entire enemy team could be vaguely seen.

The commanding heights on the hill kept firing, suppressing the Japanese troops' movements below.

Especially the heavy machine gun fire, which caused a large number of casualties to the Japanese.

After three to five minutes of fighting, hundreds of people were injured and dozens were killed.

Even if they were shot, they might not die immediately. Such Japanese soldiers are classified as injured and not counted as killed in action.

But after the mortar fire, the number of casualties rose sharply and quickly exceeded 300.

The Japanese battalion fought and retreated to avoid blocking fire.

"Zhu Zi, fire."

After exiting the range of the heavy machine gun fire, the Japs were almost huddled together.

The soldiers in the front will retreat, and the soldiers in the rear will fight and retreat, and they will definitely be crowded together.

4 mountain cannons + 120 mortars were fired at the direction of the Japanese's retreat, but their exact location was unknown in the dark.

It all depends on where the shell exploded.

Ding Wei observed the battlefield through a telescope and heard a rumbling sound coming from the valley.

The shells whizzed and fell into the crowd. One shot exploded and the Japs took off, waving their arms.

Next came the sound of heavy mortars opening fire. The shells had a large radiation range and could clear a large area with one shot.

The Imperial Army was in chaos. These puppet troops trained by the Grand Master barely had a third-rate but less than second-rate combat capability, and their weapons and equipment were also okay.

But they are unable to fight tough battles, their morale is low, and they are unwilling to fight to the death.

Under the bombardment, they repeatedly thought about retreating.

The Japanese artillery fired back, with shells landing nearby and the shock wave of the explosion sending up flying sand and rocks.

"Fire, fire, suppress the Japanese artillery."

Zhuzi shouted, giving orders while turning the angle of the mortar.

The shells were loaded and fired with a bang.

Then stare closely at the mortar's periscope.

The shell landed near the Japanese artillery and deviated a little, but the explosion was extremely powerful.

The 16-kilogram shell exploded like a needle in the wind.

Small pieces of stone were blown away by the explosion and hit his face, causing blood to flow.

There is no need to explain much about the operation of the pillar. Regardless of the heavy barrel, he adjusted it with great vigor and fired again.

The shell landed accurately on top of the Japanese gunner's head, making a deafening roar.

Even the synchronized artillery was blown to pieces.

The Japanese captain ordered a retreat and contacted the brigade commander via radio.

The enemy's firepower was fierce, with mountain artillery and howitzers, and they occupied advantageous terrain, which was not conducive to attack.

Lieutenant General Yoshizawa did not want to miss the battle. He finally found the main force of the 4th Military Division and was determined to keep them even at some cost.

"Look for an opportunity to defeat the enemy in the mountains and counterattack the enemy. Reinforcements will arrive immediately."

The follow-up troops of the Independent 15rd Brigade had already heard the sound of gunfire and were only kilometers away from the battlefield. If they went a certain distance forward, they could even take the lead in providing artillery support.

Tadao Yoshizawa was full of anger and was determined to destroy the Fourth Military Division.

The lieutenant general did not know the situation on the front line and was unaware of the terrain disadvantages.

The Japanese infantry and cavalry attempted two counterattacks, but were both repelled by firepower.

The enemy occupied advantageous commanding heights and provided cover with light and heavy machine guns, covering a large area of ​​the battlefield with firepower.

Charging forward relying solely on one's physical body is tantamount to seeking death.

Even if some Japanese soldiers crawled towards the top of the mountain in the dark, they would be discovered by the soldiers halfway up the mountain, forced back with grenades, and injured or killed by explosions.

This was the most advantageous time for the Eighth Route Army to fight, as they had the best time and location.

Once daybreak comes and the Japanese aircraft arrive to provide support, it will be difficult to provide fire suppression.

Taking advantage of the charming night, the artillery fire was full force.

The gunner cleaned the barrel of the mountain gun and then reloaded the shells.

The covering firepower composed of 5 artillery pieces continuously suppressed the range of activities of the Japanese invaders.

The infantry artillery counterattacked, but could not reach this side.

The opponent's shooting angle is good, but our shooting angle is wrong.

The artillery bombardment from high above forced the Japanese to retreat one after another.

When the reinforcements arrived at the battlefield, Yoshizawa was the first to inquire about the casualties of the troops.

In the blocking encounter, casualties have exceeded 500.

The cavalry regiment also lost 87 people and was affected by artillery fire and failed to find a suitable way to attack.

"General, this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers have extremely strong firepower and they have artillery fire support. I suggest that we retreat for the time being and suppress them with firepower at dawn."

The captain felt sorry for the soldiers and reported the battle damage and disadvantages of the operation to Yoshizawa.

Yoshizawa just glanced at him calmly and asked in a cold voice:

"There is no word for retreat in the dictionary of my imperial soldiers. Arrange the infantry to charge and kill their way up the hill in the dark."

"Find out the enemy's firepower deployment and apply..."

I wanted to request air support, but after thinking it over, I decided not to call for a plane for now.

"Command the artillery squadron into battle and cover the troops' charge. Night combat is also our army's specialty."

"How can a force that is proficient in mountain warfare be scared off by artillery?"

What he said made some sense, and it stunned the Japanese captain.

The Japs are good at charging with all their might, but the key is that they are exhausted.

Don't forget that they had marched here in a hurry and searched in the mountains all day. Their legs were exhausted. To use an idiom to describe it, they were tired and exhausted.

You should step back and rest for a while. It won't be too late to fight again after you've rested.

It would be appropriate to fight after a good rest, but it might also allow the group of Eighth Route Army to escape into the mountains again.

If we don't attack at this time, the Eighth Route Army will most likely arrange a retreat.

Yoshizawa rejected the majority opinion and advocated attacking in darkness and engaging in a bloody battle with the Eighth Route Army.

"Each division should arrange its troops to attack in batches. This is a test of the will to fight. Our imperial soldiers are not afraid of death."

The Japs assembled two squadrons and launched a fierce attack on the hilltop.

There was also the roar of artillery fire to cover the battle.

The two sides can engage in a hearty artillery duel.

In the light of the explosion, the Japs were attacking the commanding heights along the mountain road, rushing up in wave after wave against the fire from light and heavy machine guns.

"Crazy! These bastards are crazy. They are not even afraid of heavy machine guns."

The defenders on the high ground kept throwing grenades to repel the Japanese attack.

But the group of Japanese devils in front of him were like a cat smelling fish, and they rushed over without hesitation.

Shouting "Long live the Emperor", they launched the most fierce charge to die in battle.

"Come on, you little devils, come and die."

Suddenly, several submachine guns appeared and fired at the figure crawling in front of them.

The two sides were only a dozen meters apart, and the Japanese soldier who was shot rolled down.

Grenade after grenade exploded halfway up the mountain.

In order to seize the commanding heights, two squadrons were deployed again, gathering 700 people for a fierce attack.

Zhang Dabiao only deployed one company here. Seeing the Japanese rushing up like mad dogs, he immediately called for mortars.

"Attack the middle of the mountain. Captain of the 3rd Company, lead the troops over to support us and hold the top of the mountain for us."

The soldiers were also not afraid of death. The soldier who was shot covered his chest and was obviously dying.

He picked up the cluster grenade, pulled the string, held it in his arms, and rolled down the mountain.

It rolled to the middle of the mountain and with a loud bang, it was blown to pieces along with the Japanese soldiers on the mountainside.

"Erhu, Erhu!"

Company commander Ding Song's eyes were filled with tears. He picked up a light machine gun, held it up and fired at the mountainside, bullets whizzing.

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