Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 317: The Japanese Year-End Raid 6

Three or four kilometers away from the battlefield, the artillery battalion led by Lu Daya was already loading artillery shells.

This time, the artillery battalion brought enough artillery shells for two rounds, which is 288 shells.

There is no doubt that we are targeting the Japanese artillery regiment. As for the heavy artillery, don't even think about it, there is no hope.

In fact, it would be impossible for ordinary Japanese soldiers to take down a battalion of the independent regiment alone without relying on their heavy firepower, without spending some cost.

Especially the 60nd and rd Battalions, which were equipped with a large number of Ms before they came out, and almost rounds of ammunition were delivered to their battalion.

Therefore, it is understandable that the puppet army suffered heavy casualties.

"Brothers, I heard that many of our brothers from the Third Battalion and the Militia Company died at the hands of the Japanese. I, Lao Lu, came out in person this time to avenge our fallen brothers."

"So, aim at the Japanese artillery positions later. I'm going to wipe them out."

Lu Daya's words made the soldiers in the artillery battalion grit their teeth. They wished they could fire the artillery shells right now to completely cover the Japanese artillery positions.

"Battalion Commander, just look at this: when have our brothers in the artillery battalion ever made any mistakes?" the company commander of the artillery battalion next to him said confidently.

Their arrogance was earned through fighting. From Dachang to Jindi, from artillery squad to artillery battalion, their battle record is obvious to all. So far, they have killed countless Japanese artillerymen.

"Okay, Lao Qi, you take command later. I will take people to check out the surrounding mountains. Remember to evacuate directly after firing a round. After replacing the shells, find an opportunity to kill some Japanese devils." Lu Daya instructed.

He had to go to the mountains himself to see what the Japanese were doing, and leave the command to his subordinates.

Up to now, as the battalion commander, he is actually just responsible for management and is not really needed for other matters.

On the battlefield, as the artillery companies of the 2nd and 3rd Battalions took action, the Japanese artillery regiment naturally could not stand idly by, and their mountain artillery and field artillery were aimed at the artillery positions of the 2nd and 3rd Battalions.

Rumble!

Artillery shells were fired at the two positions, causing heavy losses to the artillerymen on both sides who did not have time to evacuate.

There was really no way around this. Although we had been told to change positions after a few rounds, the Japanese had a lot of artillery, and the positions we could change on the mountain and below were limited, so casualties were inevitable.

After these rounds, the Second Battalion directly lost 5 guns and 10 main and deputy gunners. The Third Battalion suffered even greater losses, with 8 guns and 16 people killed.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared, otherwise even the reserve troops and the artillery responsible for logistics would have been destroyed.

At the Japanese artillery position, Zentaro Tsukamoto watched the movements on the position through a telescope for a while and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

"Yoshi, with us here, these Chinese people actually dared to move out. They are simply courting death."

The enemy's artillery bombardment has stopped, and it is obvious that they have killed a lot of them. This situation must make him very happy.

The casualties of the puppet army in recent days, coupled with the casualties of the Imperial Warriors Brigade, made him, the commander of the mountain artillery regiment, feel extremely uncomfortable. This time, he also dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the other side.

At this moment, a Japanese signalman came running up and said, "Your Excellency the Regiment Commander, the Brigade Commander has ordered that the artillery positions be moved quickly."

Zentaro Tsukamoto was feeling proud, but upon hearing this, he froze. He looked at the signalman in confusion and asked, "What? Why would the brigade commander give such an order?"

He really couldn't understand. Didn't they just win a game? Why did this happen?

"The brigade commander said that the Chinese support is likely on the scene, so the artillery positions should be moved."

The communications soldier's words made Zentaro Tsukamoto's nerves tense.

Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. The battle report of the Laiyuan Independent Regiment had been issued long ago and they had all read it.

They all knew what heavy weapons the independent regiment had, and if the enemy support really arrived, it would be troublesome.

"Hurry up, move immediately!" Zentaro Tsukamoto roared.

He was scared now. He had just noticed that the other party did not have heavy weapons, otherwise he would not have jumped so happily.

Now, the most important thing is to save your life.

As soon as the order was conveyed, he mounted his horse and rode away without any reluctance.

In fact, this was just the guess made by the old Japanese devil Tanaka after hearing the movements of the 2nd and 3rd Battalions. He was really not aware of the deployment of the independent regiment's artillery battalion.

Gu Changfeng was not that stupid. As the wealthy businessmen in Gaojia Town evacuated one after another, it would be very difficult for the Japanese to obtain specific intelligence at this time.

In addition, the artillery camp itself was located in the mountains and forests at the entrance of Gaojia Town and was heavily guarded, making it impossible for the Japanese intelligence personnel to get close.

As for the Japanese infiltrating the team, there is basically no chance. The new recruits selected by the battalions under Gu Changfeng are all native locals, so there is no chance of making a breakthrough here.

So, old devil Tanaka felt something was wrong based on his experience, and this was true.

But it was definitely too late at this time. As the shells were loaded one by one, the soldiers of the artillery battalion, at the command of their company commander, fired the first batch of 144 shells rapidly across the sky and hit the Japanese artillery positions.

The Japanese artillery positions were also arranged on the mountain, originally to better attack the second and third battalions, but now they have become the target of the artillery battalion.

When the shells flew over the heads of the Japanese soldiers, some of them noticed and couldn't help muttering to themselves: "What? What are these?"

Although no one told them, the answer was soon revealed.

Boom boom boom...Boom boom boom!

The Japanese artillery position turned into a sea of ​​fire before they had time to evacuate. The 144 large-caliber artillery shells were no joke and they completely covered the entire area.

The subsequent chain reaction almost flattened the entire mountaintop, sending large amounts of rocks flying into the air.

The Japanese artillerymen were naturally not spared. Their heads were dismembered and fell heavily to the ground.

The limbs of the unfortunate dead devils fell to the ground, and the explosion caused limbs to fly all over the field again.

But this time the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were in a terrible state. There was almost no intact piece of good meat left, and they were all shredded into pieces.

In the temporary command center, the old Japanese soldier Tanaka, who heard the noise, instantly looked ten years older. He sat dejectedly in the chair for a long time without saying a word.

He knew very well that his reminder was too late. In this short period of time, there was no time for the artillery position to move.

Zentaro Tsukamoto of the mountain escaped with only a few people.

When he heard the noise, he was so frightened that he fell off his horse, and was then tightly protected by the Japanese officer.

It was almost over. If Zentaro Tsukamoto had not left decisively, he and several officers of the artillery regiment would have had no chance of survival.

An explosion of this magnitude can wipe out any unconvinced creature, let alone the Japanese.

The movement on the mountain was soon discovered by Colonel Irie Kanji, who was farther away. He was in charge of the heavy artillery mobilized by the division.

Although there were only a few of them, he, the regiment commander, still came in person to protect these heavy artillery.

Unlike Zentaro Tsukamoto's choice, when he discovered that his own artillery position had been bombed, Colonel Irie Kanji immediately ordered the artillery to counterattack without any extra words, just to fight first, even though he had not received orders from the brigade for the time being.