When the sentry discovered that the Chinese soldiers had attacked to a position of 500 meters, the large group of soldiers entered the position again."

Captain Oda Yongxiang thought for a moment and suddenly felt that this method was very good:

"Three hundred meters! It can't be any further! At a distance of three hundred meters, the soldiers can enter the defense line in one to two minutes.

Instead of placing a few sentries on the defense line, one squadron and one detachment were left to hold on.

At least one machine gun must be left behind. Even if there is an accident, there is no problem for a detachment to hold on for two minutes."

Captain Oda Yuxiang was very thoughtful and considered every aspect.

The squadron commanders all looked happy and repeatedly echoed: "The captain is wise!"

The Second Infantry Battalion immediately began proceeding as planned.

When most of them were retreating, the test shells of the national army had already fallen.

Yesterday, they bombed a position two thousand meters in front of their defense line.

Today, after only a slight adjustment, the first shell fell on the Japanese defense line.

The reconnaissance plane in the air immediately notified the 16th Artillery Regiment of the landing location.

The second round of artillery shells came down and it was a cluster bombing.

Captain Oda Yongxiang looked at the artillery fire in front of him, and he felt grateful in his heart:

Fortunately, I made a prompt decision and retreated with the large troops.

Otherwise, the entire brigade would be trembling under the heavy artillery bombardment of the national army at this time.

Squadron Leader Fukuyama Kawae looked proud: he came up with this retreat plan himself.

So far, at least dozens or hundreds of casualties have been reduced for the entire brigade.

Staff Sergeant Mitsuru Odagiri was crawling in the trench, his body heaving with the trembling of the earth.

An extremely boring feeling came over my heart. It wanted to vomit, but couldn't.

I just feel weak all over.

At this time, it thought of Captain Tsuruta Aangqing's hope not long ago: he hoped not to be bombarded by artillery.

Whatever you don't want comes to you.

The entire First Infantry Brigade was trembling under the flying artillery fire, and the artillery shells exploded on the position.

One of the shells exploded inside the trench, blowing up the newly excavated trench.

More than thirty Japanese soldiers hiding in this section of the trench were all blown away in an instant, and a large pit nearly ten meters in diameter and five meters deep appeared in the middle of the trench.

Sergeant Zhai Cai was not far from this pit. Although there was no shock wave blowing into the sky, he did not escape the baptism of shrapnel.

He had endured countless shrapnel all over his body, like a broken sack filled with water, and blood was pouring out everywhere on his body. He was obviously dead.

The 43rd Sergeant of the Imperial Order Kawara was much farther away, and it also turned a corner from this section of the trench, so the shrapnel did not damage it.

The huge energy of the cannonball was transmitted through the earth, and it did not throw its whole body on the ground, and also avoided being injured by this powerful energy.

Although the ears are very uncomfortable, at least I can survive.

Looking around, Sergeant No. 43 Kawara saw every Japanese with pale faces and panicked expressions.

This is the first time that these Japs have been bombarded by heavy artillery like this. They were already frightened when they saw the mountain artillery being bombed yesterday.

Today it was their turn to be bombed, and this feeling was like falling into hell.

"Mom! I want to go home!" Koji Taro suddenly stood up and rushed out of the trench and shouted.

Saburo Inoue stretched out his hand to grab a handful, but failed to catch it.

They could only let Saburo Koji, the commander, run around in chaos on the battlefield. The Japanese, who had already suffered a mental breakdown, were rampaging in front of the battlefield.

"Mom! I want to go home!" the voice sounded just in front of the defense line of the First Infantry Battalion.

Even the explosion of a 150mm caliber grenade did not prevent the sound from reaching the ears of the Japanese.

Captain Tsuruta Cangqing was angry: Such a voice and such words clearly disturbed the morale of the army!

"Kill it!" the captain was furious and ordered loudly.

Even if a Japanese with such a broken spirit is dragged back, he will not be able to participate in the battle today.

It was precisely with this in mind that Captain Tsuruta Aoqing issued the order to kill Kankai Yukoji Taro.

A group of Japanese soldiers beat up a mentally ill patient who was completely defenseless. It was concluded that Yukoji Taro was bound to die after all.

It didn't matter if it died, but captain Tsuruta Cangqing discovered that after killing a Japanese, everyone in the brigade became more relaxed.

It would be nice if there were a few more mentally broken devils like this!

Captain Tsuruta Canqing understood that the artillery bombardment by the national army put great pressure on these Japanese soldiers.

They vent this pressure by shooting and killing people, and the rest of the devils feel much better.

At this time, most of the Japs in the Fourth Infantry Brigade were hiding in the fortress, with only twenty sentries still shivering in the trenches and staring ahead.

Sergeant Matsushima Ryo listened to the sound of exploding artillery shells around him, and then looked at the fortress not far away.

It is impossible to say that I am not envious, and it is also impossible to say that I am not afraid.

But it could only watch helplessly as the other Japs hid in the fortress it built.

But here I was fighting with fear, maybe the next cannonball would blow me up.

Just thinking about this made him tremble uncontrollably.

The situation of Sergeant Shiraishi Yuuto who was following it was no better.

It was also trembling all over and couldn't even speak.

If Matsushima hadn't told it, the consequences of escaping to the fortress at this time would be death.

It had long since escaped.

Captain Saburo Toyokawa looked at the shells that were still falling, and his expression finally relaxed.

He had seen with his own eyes a cannonball falling straight on top of a built fort.

No one in the fortress died or was injured, which proves that their fortress is effective.

That's enough.

As long as it can maintain this state until the bombing is over, its brigade will be able to respond to the next charge of the national army infantry with full health.
Chapter completed!