Chapter 3076 We Need to Get some Division Commanders

Just as the Japanese division commander expected.

As soon as the TOS-1A concentrated firepower bombardment stopped, the leader army's attack force, which seized the opportunity to advance, rushed up immediately.

The Japanese army suffered heavy casualties under the coverage of the 310mm heavy rocket cluster, and after the artillery coverage ended, there were only a few who could stand up.

Somewhere in the position, the floating soil layer left by the TOS-1A concentrated fire coverage suddenly shook.

A Japanese commander holding a command knife suddenly stretched out his hand from the floating soil like a corpse in the cemetery, scratching in the air but couldn't find anything to hold on to, and no one took the initiative to come forward to help him.

In the end, he had to rely on himself, raised his hands to support the ground and stood up suddenly, and then shook off the floating soil all over his body and finally got up from the ground.

"Hu-ha-hu-hu-hu-"

The Japanese commander, who was almost suffocated to death by being pressed into the ground, gasped heavily, holding the command knife in his hand, and using the blade downward to stick it on the ground as a crutch.

Looking around, he saw a messy scene like the surface of the moon, as if he was in the end of the world that had just been destroyed.

In other words, his clothes were too dirty, and he was covered with dirt stains from head to toe, so that his specific rank could not be seen, let alone his identity.

But if the dirt on the collar badge could be peeled off, it would be clear that this Japanese commander, who was as messy as a stray dog, was actually a colonel regiment commander, and it was Kondo Koji who had been labeled "finished" by the division commander.

"Where are the people!? Where are the people!? Are there any living people!!!"

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No matter how Colonel Kondo, who was almost buried alive, shouted, no one stood up to answer on the surrounding positions full of craters, and there was only a dead silence as far as the eye could see.

Kondo Koji, who didn't believe in evil, was still trying hard. He came to the nearest anti-artillery hole in his memory, which was now just a crater with floating soil.

He knelt on his knees and dug with his bare hands. His two claws swung left and right like a pangolin and used a lot of strength. He dug for nearly five minutes but still found nothing. He couldn't help but blurt out a cry of collapse.

"Noda, Yamamoto, Qingchuan! Where are you all!? Someone answer me! Where are the soldiers!?"

Bang——

Swish——

Crack——

Before waiting for his own people to respond, he first waited for the gunfire and bullets of the Russians on the opposite side.

The 62mm bullet, which was unstable and rolled when it entered the flesh, shot into the back and shot out of the chest. The powerful tearing kinetic energy directly smashed Kondo Koji's internal organs into pieces, and instantly opened a hole in the chest that was almost big enough to put a fist in.

He was still screaming like crazy in the last second, but in the next second, his vitality was drained out and he completely became a corpse that could no longer move and collapsed to the ground.

A huge amount of blood gushed out from the hideous wound, and in just a few seconds, the entire land under him was dyed red. His lifeless eyes looked at the smoke-filled sky like a dead fish floating on the water.

When the roar of the heavy diesel engine came, when the sound of the track rolling and grinding approached.

The huge IS7 heavy tank followed closely behind the infantry soldiers.

Using an SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle with a 3x PU scope, Sulovchenko shot the Japanese leader from behind, and finally stepped forward to inspect the results of the battle that he had shot.

"I didn't expect that he was actually a colonel. I thought he was at most a lieutenant when I saw the command knife in his hand."

Sulovichenko, who remembered the Japanese military rank identification very well, recognized the rank of the man he killed at a glance.

He stepped on the corpse of the "open-minded" man and found that there was no movement at all. He was already dead.

"Does that mean that the group of Japanese devils who just fought with us are at least the size of a regiment? Very good, let's see how many regiments these Japanese lunatics can squander."

After the reform of the three-unit system, conventional infantry divisions with three-digit numbers like the Kwantung Army have only three combat regiments in total.

According to the intelligence we have, today's battle is 1 VS 3, with one division of our side fighting against the combined forces of three Japanese divisions.

So far, the thing under his feet is the fifth colonel regiment commander who has been confirmed to have been killed.

If we don't count the regiment commanders whose bodies were not found or whose bodies were "physically evaporated" in the Red Army's artillery fire, we can actually roughly estimate how many Japanese troops are left on the battlefield.

"There are at most two regiments left, that should be right. We also eliminated other Japanese troops in the roundabout assault on the left and right wings before, which are not counted in the battle to attack the position."

Sulovchenko, who was also aware of the details, estimated the remaining enemy forces while walking, and quietly spoke to Arsim who was walking beside him, but at this moment, Comrade "Slav Superman" was obviously thinking about other issues.

"But there is no Japanese general officer yet. Whether it is the headquarters that were taken down or the bodies that were found, the highest officer is only the regiment commander. Guess where those Japanese generals are now."

"Huh? You mean"

Sulovchenko, who has fought side by side with Arsim for a long time, can still hear that Comrade Slav Superman is saying something else.

We have captured two and a half positions but have not captured or killed any Japanese generals. It is impossible to say that there are no Japanese generals at the level of division commanders to coordinate and command such a battle of this level.

Where are the Japanese generals of these three divisions?

The answer is obviously in front of us. It is clear that the "huge temptation" of at least three major generals is exactly what Alsim is interested in.

"Tell the comrades to be prepared. This net may catch a whole nest of big fish. Don't let others get ahead. No matter whether the Japanese division commanders are dead or alive, we must get a few of them, otherwise it will be a waste of coming to China. Comrade Army Commander is still waiting for our good news."

Whether it is captured alive or killed, Alsim, who has captured more than one Nazi general, now has a new goal, to add a few more Japanese generals and division commanders to his record.

Knowing that the large field headquarters of the Japanese army is in a hidden location not far away, Sulovchenko, who also yearns for great military exploits, has the same ambition as Alsim.

Not knowing that his headquarters had been targeted by the Russians, the Japanese lieutenant general division commander, who was busy deploying troops, was still making a last-ditch effort.

The remaining strong fortifications and heavy artillery in the core area were his last trump card.