Chapter 50 The Japanese Army Also Goes Crazy

"Toyoda-kun, since our 36th Regiment landed in September, your unit has been fully staffed with 1,100 men. We have been fighting fiercely with the Chinese for nearly two months. How many casualties have there been? What are the results?"

Wakiitajiro's face was filled with frost.

"Reporting to your Excellency, Captain, our unit has 210 casualties and 242 minor or serious injuries, for a total of 452 casualties. Eleven positions have been conquered and the enemy has been killed. It's useless!" The Japanese major trembled slightly, with a red and swollen face and a nosebleed. Stand at attention and answer.

"Very good. All the more than 3,000 imperial officers and soldiers of our 36th Infantry Regiment have been fighting bloody battles with nearly 10,000 Chinese elites for nearly two months. Your 1st Infantry Brigade, led by Major Hide Toyoda, suffered nearly half casualties and refused to retreat. It is useless even if the enemy is killed or injured. There are at least thousands of them, and they are truly a model for our Imperial Japanese Army.”

Although the Japanese colonel was praising him, the fierce light in his eyes was so hot that it could melt the Japanese major.

"Then let me ask you again, how many battles has your 1st Infantry Battalion fought since yesterday evening? How many casualties were there, and what were the results?"

"Your Excellency, Captain, our unit came from Zhabei, and there were more than ten sporadic battles with the Chinese, with 197 casualties. The results of the battle..." Toyoda's swollen pig-headed face could only continue to lower his voice. It's also getting smaller.

He wanted to compile some data like before, but the results were really not there.

The Chinese stayed in that building, even if they were dead or injured, they couldn't see it.

"Pah!" Another loudmouth slammed into Toyota's face.

His head shook violently, his nose was bleeding, and his nose hairs almost came out.

Blood was sprinkled on the faces and bodies of the surrounding Japanese officers, who had their heads lowered and their crotches held tightly in silence, but no one dared to move.

The captain's attitude at this moment is very obvious. He needs someone to vent his anger. The major captain may only have a few nosebleeds, but if it were someone else, he might have to be full of passion.

Not stupid! Never go out and be sacrificed to the flag.

"There have been more than ten battles. You Toyoda Hide must have included all the defeated soldiers in the ruins of the battlefield!"

The sound that Wakibajiro spoke out through gritted teeth was colder than the wind blowing in the early morning hours of winter in northern China.

If possible, the Japanese colonel who had carefully read all the battle reports really wanted to kill the guy in front of him who was telling lies with his eyes open.

197 casualties? What does the more than 100 battle losses of the 1st Infantry Squadron of the 3rd Infantry Group, which came to support under his orders, count for what? More than 100 dead pigs?

"Please give me another chance, Wing Commander. I will personally lead the entire 1st Infantry Battalion to wash away the shame." Toyoda bowed his head and expressed his stance.

It must be said that Toyoda Hide is a smart man. If he doesn't express his stance, it is very likely that he will not have the opportunity to express his stance from today on.

Naturally, the Japanese major knew that his boss, who was known for being ruthless, might not actually chop off his dog's head with a knife, but he would throw out his command knife and order himself to have a disembowelment or take off his uniform and lead a charge with his troops in order to repay the favor. This kind of thing for His Majesty the Emperor is absolutely possible.

However, the Japanese colonel ignored his subordinate's statement. He stretched out his hand, took the telescope handed over by his subordinate and looked across. It took five or six minutes to go from Sihang Warehouse to the concession on the other side of the river.

Without looking back, his voice was still cold: "Toyoda-kun, tell me, can I still trust you again?"

"Your Excellency, Captain, Toyoda Hide is willing to shed his last drop of blood for the empire!" Toyoda Hide has just come close to saying that he can charge shirtless.

It's just that he is not so irrational after all. He can't give people a chance to climb along the pole, and neither can His Excellency Colonel.

The Japanese colonel put down his telescope and looked back at his subordinate who was still bleeding from his nose. His eyes were sinister. After a while, his expression softened slightly. He reached for a towel and handed it to Toyoda Hide:

"Okay, Toyoda-kun, I will trust you again."

"This time, I brought the rest of the 3rd Infantry Group. The left and right wings of the enemy's location are still in charge of them. Your 1st Infantry Group mainly attacks the frontal position.

At the same time, I have requested the support of the tank group from the division headquarters, and the 1st tank squadron under its command is rushing here.

By then, there will be ten tanks to cooperate with you in the battle. "

Although his face softened, his voice was still cold. The Japanese commander reached out and took out a gold watch from his arms: "You have about one hour to prepare for battle."

"Also, let me remind you, Toyoda-kun, that this time, the 1st Infantry Brigade and the 3rd Infantry Brigade are both the main attack, regardless of the main attack and the secondary attack. If before the sun sets today, I haven't seen the flag of our regiment flying there. On top of the building, Toyota-kun, you’d better not appear in front of me.”

"Hi!" Toyoda trembled all over, but he bowed his head and received the military order.

This was a military order to the death. Either the Chinese defenders in the building would die, or he, the infantry brigade leader, would die.

However, in one day, could he really take down the fortress opposite with its impressive firepower and tenacity?

If he still had a lot of confidence before this morning, after the battle just now, that indestructible confidence had already been shaken.

He even had the illusion that, let alone his infantry brigade, even if the three infantry brigade of the entire regiment gathered together, they would not be able to easily capture the silent fortress.

In fact, that is not an illusion, but the intuition of a veteran who has been in the army for more than fifteen years.

In the past time and space, the 36th Infantry Regiment gathered in the Sihang Warehouse Building and attacked from three sides. They still couldn't break it for three days and three nights, but they themselves were hit and bloody.

The 3rd Division lost all face, but Four Elements Eight Hundred was shocked at home and abroad.

The Japanese army was busy deploying troops and preparing for the next decisive battle. The lieutenant colonel in the warehouse was also issuing military orders:

"Order, all officers and soldiers are not allowed to take up their positions before receiving orders!"

"Order, all firepower points on the rooftop are withdrawn into the building!"

"Order, the signalman notifies all civilians on the other side to evacuate!"

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"Deputy regiment commander, without machine guns and mortars to deter, the Japanese infantry can unscrupulously surround us from three sides." The machine gun company commander Lei Xiong jumped out to object with some excitement.

Lei Xiong was not talking nonsense. Without the artillery fire, the Japanese infantry could approach the warehouse building more calmly under the cover of their machine guns.

The fortress is actually a bit like a tank. It is very powerful at medium and long distances, but once it is approached, the firing range of machine guns and rifles is limited, and it can only be slaughtered.

Keeping a sufficient distance and not letting the enemy enter the blind spot of shooting is the key to the defense of the fortress.

"Stupid! Don't you know what the Japanese are like?" The lieutenant colonel of the army scolded lightly.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes: "The pure infantry tactics without artillery bombardment have been proven to be ineffective. In the next round of fighting, they will inevitably return to their old tricks, using artillery to clear the heavy firepower points on the roof of our building as the main target.

At worst, as you said, suppress our heavy firepower to cover their infantry approaching.

Since that's the case, why not do as they wish first?"

Sure enough, when the heavy firepower such as machine guns and mortars on the roof were withdrawn into the building for 30 minutes.

The four mountain cannons of the Japanese army spoke, from east to west.

The Japanese army selected the firing angle for nearly an hour, which was very accurate, almost perfectly avoiding the concession area of ​​only 40 meters away. Even if there was a slight deviation, it fell on the ground in front of and on the flank of the warehouse.

After seven or eight rounds of continuous test firing, at least half of the artillery shells either fell on the thick walls or on the roof, exploding into pieces of brilliant fireworks.

From the perspective of the Chinese people who have retreated more than 100 meters from the shore, the huge Sihang Warehouse building is completely shrouded in smoke, and the flames that burst out from time to time make people extremely frightened.

The Suzhou River near the warehouse building seems to be trembling, and the waves on the river surface that is more than 40 meters wide and the thousands of ripples that are constantly stirred up form a weird picture.

The Western soldiers on the shore have long left the fortifications and ran away.

The Chinese are crazy, and the Japanese are not good birds.

Even if there are no shells falling here, they will go to see God if they are hit by shrapnel and flying stones!

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