Chapter 338: Be Yourself in the Fire

Hearing his own regiment commander's complaints, Political Commissar Zhong of the 33rd Regiment looked at his partner with interest, and then said while sorting out the ammunition boxes:

"You intellectuals are more ruthless than anyone else when it comes to fighting. All day long, it's either white phosphorus bombs or individual flamethrowers."

"In my opinion, the boss should transfer you to Director Huang's Weapon Experimental Research Bureau."

"You are a college student, always staying at the forefront, which is inevitably a bit of a waste of talent. If the people in the candied fruit knew about this, they would think that our Eighth Route Army has no mentor."

The current commander of the 33rd Regiment is Liu Bingyan, who was once a student of the Department of Mathematics at National BJ University. He joined the army during the December 9th Movement.

Since becoming the commander of the main regiment of the 9th District of Jizhong, he has been committed to improving or developing weapons that are more suitable for the Eighth Route Army.

The flamethrower just mentioned is exactly the project that Commander Liu is currently researching. After all, no one can refuse an efficient and lethal weapon.

Hearing this, a trace of yearning flashed in the eyes of the young commander.

Today, the Border Area Weapons Experimental Research Bureau has become a holy place in the minds of researchers.

"Let's talk about the future later. Let's deal with the battle at hand first. This time, the Japanese have mobilized the forces of three divisions and two independent mixed brigades. Don't take it lightly."

"I'll go say hello to Lao Liu in the next defense zone and discuss the matter of joint defense. You still have to worry about the situation on the position. If there are any problems, please use the communicator in time."

Just as Commander Liu was about to ride away on his bicycle, a series of loud noises suddenly came from the enemy's position in the distance.

A moment later, Datong's northern city wall suffered a series of artillery fire.

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The perspective came to the 110th Division, the attack position of the Japanese.

"Order, the artillery regiment focuses fire on the north wall of Datong! Your mission is not to destroy it, but only to interfere with the Eighth Route Army above!"

"The 139th and 140th regiments are ready to launch an attack. Before the sun sets today, the battle outside the city must be ended and a bridgehead must be established in the city!"

Since then, the war broke out.

The Japanese army aimed mountain and field artillery of various calibers at the Datong city wall, and shells flew towards the north of the city with a whistling sound.

A dozen seconds later, the smoke of the explosion rose from the city wall and the wall, and the shock wave swept the Eighth Route Army soldiers in various defense zones with brick and stone fragments.

It is worth mentioning that the devils did not use all the artillery in this attack, but chose to disperse them in the formations of various infantry battalions.

There is no way. After the failure of the previous artillery battles, the artillery, who have always been arrogant, had to admit that they were not as good as others.

If they were attacked again, the few barreled artillery would probably be wiped out by the Eighth Route Army.

"It's dark, load!"

As the bombardment continued, the captains of the squadrons and battalions drew their command swords and rushed to the moat with their soldiers carrying the tools they had prepared in advance.

Although the North China Front Army did not have much experience in crossing rivers, their colleagues in the south provided them with a lot of experience.

Before the general offensive officially began, the Japanese produced a large number of folding boats, light boats, rubber boats, and floating bridge boats, and even cut down trees to make floating bridges.

Just as the 108th Infantry Brigade was about to approach the moat, the defenders on the city wall seized the opportunity to launch the first wave of counterattacks.

"Fire!"

After receiving the order, the artillerymen on the north city wall immediately opened fire, madly inputting at the Japanese below.

Although there were not many mortars put into battle due to problems such as firing range. But dozens of them were still not a small number, and the full-speed volley caused the Japanese who were caught off guard to suffer a great loss.

Boom boom boom!

"Baga! Those damn mortars again!"

"Don't you, the Eighth Route Army, have any other tricks?"

The current situation made Ishii Kaho, who went to the front line to observe the battle situation, feel heartbroken.

In order to avoid exposing the troops to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army for a long time, his two infantry regiments had to rush straight towards the moat.

As a result, the infantry had very limited space to dodge when facing artillery shells.

Although he felt heartbroken, as a brigade commander with rich command experience, Ishii Kaho's on-the-spot reaction was not slow.

"Notify the artillery regiment to fire special bullets immediately! Yellow bullets, white bullets, blue and white bullets are all fine, take out all the stocks to save the situation!"

"Send a telegram to the division commander! Apply to use the Type 92 105 howitzer to cover the open space behind the moat. The Eighth Route Army must have prepared a large number of mines and obstacles there!"

"Hey!"

Through the observation just now, the old devil found that the power of 75mm mountain and field artillery had almost no substantial effect.

Let’s not talk about whether the shells can hit the city wall accurately. Even if they hit it, it is difficult to destroy the Eighth Route Army’s firepower points hidden in the semi-permanent fortifications.

Rather than wasting shells and time, it is better to use mustard gas, phosgene and diphenyl cyanoarsine to disgust the enemy.

Your Eighth Route Army does have a lot of gas masks, and even every soldier in the main force has one. But daily training and actual combat are two different things. Who can guarantee that they can still fight in full condition in the poisonous gas?

Two minutes later, the 110th Artillery Regiment immediately took action.

The Japanese artillerymen gave up the grenades and used three types of Type 92 special bullets according to Ishii Kaho’s suggestion.

At the same time, the division-level 105mm howitzer opened fire again, and several huge fireballs rose on the open space between the moat and the city wall.

"Yoshi!"

"It seems that my tactics are very effective. The firepower of the Eighth Route Army is more than one level weaker!"

"Hurry up and cross the river. Before the enemy recovers, we must let the engineers bring explosive packs close to the city wall!"

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Facts have proved that Ishii Kaho's trick is indeed useful.

When a stream of colorful poisonous gas exploded on the city wall, the soldiers of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region suddenly fell into a brief panic.

"Poisonous gas!"

"The little devils are releasing poison! Everyone put on gas masks!"

"Don't panic, just follow the steps of normal training! In the past, we could fight with rags, and now we have advanced equipment, we don't have to be afraid!"

With the organization of grassroots commanders, the comrades quickly stabilized the formation and picked up their weapons again to fight back against the enemy below.

However, the battlefield changes rapidly, and even a short one or two minutes can change the situation.

While the soldiers of the 33rd Regiment were wearing gas masks, the vanguard of the 108th Brigade had already arrived at the bank of the moat and began to cross the river with the tools in their hands.

In this scene, some comrades who could not wait had already reached for the secret weapons on the side.

"Don't worry! Hold on!"

"No one is allowed to throw in advance without my order. Now is not the best time!"

The regiment commander spoke, and the soldiers naturally had no objection.

This was not only obedience to the commander, but also trust in a college student.

Facing the devils who tried to forcefully cross the river, the rifles, light and heavy machine guns on the wall opened fire. With the help of grenades and mortars, the moat was suddenly full of floating corpses, and even the river water turned red.

"Now! Throw!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers grabbed the glass bottles on the side without hesitation, and then threw them towards the moat below.

At a distance of 40 meters, they threw from high to low again.

According to the words of the regiment commander Li, even a woman could throw it, not to mention the Eighth Route Army soldiers who had improved their physical fitness.

In an instant, tens of thousands of glass bottles were thrown into the moat, and these bottles were filled with gasoline.

"Grenade! Mortar! 40 fire! All of them!"

Boom boom boom!

In a violent explosion, the moat instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire. The Japanese soldiers who forced their way across the river were swallowed up by the fire without warning.

Out of fear of the flames, the Japanese infantry in the rear instinctively wanted to retreat, but the artillery of the 33rd Regiment did not give them a chance to retreat.

"Human body fat is a natural combustion aid. The more corpses there are, the more prosperous the fire will burn."

"Don't hit those Japanese who are not dead yet, let them toss and turn with fire and gasoline. It's not easy to fight in the winter, we have to help the enemy keep warm!"

"They are all acquaintances! Let them be themselves in the fire!" (End of this chapter)