.Ding Feihu is a genuine professional. He has been in school all the way to Haida. He has been in school for more than ten years. He is a naval elite with a strong and strong nature. He is a senior general who has received regular military training after Lu Rongting came out of the ranks. Especially Chaihu, who was full of fucking his father and scolding her, he was not very cold at first, nor did he regard the other party as a genuine senior brother. But staying there for the past two years, it is such an island, and training is extremely difficult. In addition, Lu Rongting is a straight man and is actually very good to his subordinates. He has long known each other and has treated each other half a relative. At this moment, when he listened to these words, he felt that the flesh-and-blooded feeling in his heart was about to burst out from his chest.

He suppressed his boiling blood and gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you should hold your flying tiger and leave your home and go south to join our navy. Just wait for this day. I will mark this passionate blood and prepare to sprinkle it on this island."

Lu Rongting looked at the son of a young official from the former Qing Dynasty in Beijing, thinking about the young master who was sleeping alone in the open and facing the wind and rain to look for the navy, and devoted himself to the revival cause. Something was surging in his heart and it was hard to suppress himself.

"Xiao Ding, I'll warn you kid, this time I'm going, you have to listen to Meng Jin's request to go east, not west." Lu Rongting's face was still as fierce as a wolf, "If you dare to blow up the thorn and don't obey the command, he can kill you, a bastard, do you understand?"

Ding Feihu's heels are together, a military salute that is so standard that it cannot be standard: "According to the order"

"If you understand, get out and prepare immediately, and act at night." Lu Rongting said viciously, "If you can last for two months, I will ask you for a second-class Xuanwu, but you can't escape."

Ding Feihu was so excited that he was overwhelmed with passion, and he was drunk: "Master, please wait to award me a medal."

He saluted and turned to leave, but heard a shout from behind: "I don't want my brother and sister to be widowed."

Ding Feihu turned his head to look at the living bandit commander who was still fierce, and nodded silently, turning around and leaving.

night.

Layer layers of dark clouds first blocked the moonlight, and then started raining. In May, Ryukyu is the plum rain season. The cold air going south and the evaporated rain clouds on the southern seas are thrilling, and the rainwater is endless.

Ding Feihu was wearing a canvas raincoat and a steel helmet like a soldier. He also took off his eaves of his body, but he tied a white cloth strip on his backpack and the neck of the raincoat as a night sign. His troops were divided into three marching columns and advanced rapidly towards the north along the three parallel traffic trenches.

These traffic trenches are the transport passages dug by the Ryukyu garrison troops, with a standard depth of 1.5 meters. Fortunately, it is a dull night, with high winds and high waves, cold winds and rain, and it is worry-free to rush forward with your body straight.

There was an occasional flash in the darkness in the distance, and the alert Chinese soldiers immediately squatted down, and soon a shocking explosion came somewhere.

This is the cold artillery of the Japanese police fleet to discover and block the Chinese army's reinforcements in advance. Although the Xiase explosives are fierce, the flames that can be triggered cannot last long on this rainy night. The Chinese army stopped and walked around like this, and marched north with difficulty.

It was 4:30 in the morning.

Ding Feihu looked at the outline of the black hills ahead, wiped the rain and sweat from his face, and breathed a long sigh. At this moment, several people in front ran over the traffic trench, but the leader was Mosen, the vanguard. Mosen looked solemn and came over and said softly: "There seems to be a devil in front of the group, and the situation is not right. I see their intentions, it seems that they are climbing up the mountain while the night is dark."

The hairs behind Ding Feihu were blown up: "How long ago was this?"

"I found something was wrong and ran back." Mosen said, "It's only three minutes in total."

"I'll throw his mother's black hair." Ding Feihu was anxious, and Lu Rongting's catchphrase blurted out, "The Japanese want to play night attacks. Then let's have fun playing the messenger and notify the various units to deploy. The Ryukyu Company covers the left and right sides. The second battalion is on the left and third battalion is on the right. After a while, the heavy machine gun company will be deployed side by side. The compulsing company and the battalion will be prepared within five minutes. Obey my orders and prepare for rapid fire."

Lieutenant General Tojo, the commander of the 14th Division of Japan, stood in the temporary reinforcement observation center, staring at the hills and mountains in the distance in the darkness.

He was originally a famous scholar in the Japanese Army and the first graduate of the Army University. Unfortunately, he was born in Muro Ao, and was suppressed by Changzhou Fan in the army. Later, this army scholar, who was taller and thinner than paper, studied in Germany. When he caught up with Yama Prefecture Akito, he also complained to the leader of the Changzhou Fan, and complained about the harm of the family factions to the army, which made Yama Prefecture secretly jealous. Since then, the Tojo Hidekaku's career in the army has become more and more wasted.

Until the year of Sino-Japanese War, my friends from Shan County led their troops to China. Before leaving, they still kept reminding Katsurao to suppress the Lu Dashui, saying, "Once this person gains power, I will never survive in the Changzhou."

That's it. The first-time top scholar of the Lu Da became an angry wife in the army. First, he was sent to the base camp's staff group to be a cattle and horse for Gentaro Otaro. After the war, when he was reviewing the responsibility for the defeat in the army, he was then pushed out by Gentaro Lu on the grounds of "improper planning" and almost transferred to the reserve service directly. In the end, he was sent to the sixth part of the General Staff Headquarters to compile the war history, which was also considered as a preservation.

This time, the army was expanded, perhaps because Kitaro felt that he was worthy of Yama Prefecture's last words. With the strong support of Gutu Gentaro and the tacit approval of Oyama Iwa, the outdated top scholar was reprinted from the six divisions with a moldy smell, and became the leader of the newly formed 14th Utsunomiya Division.

Tojo Hideaki wasted his time, and he had long hated Changzhoufan, but he also had a little more skill. He was vindictive. In another time and space, Tojo, who was played by Changzhoufan's army, retired as a lieutenant general, changed his career to write books, and devoted himself to his son Tojo Hide. Later, the second-generation Tojo, who was known as the Razor, was famous for his prime minister and Class A war criminals, went straight to the head of the General Staff from the military police system, and then began a great purge of Changzhoufan in the army. Anyone who had something to do with the word Changzhou would be covered and left, which was angering for his father.

As early as when the General Staff was reviewing the history of war, Tojo Hideko was devoted to studying the tactics of the Chinese army in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 and classic war examples in the history of the East and West, and he had made many unique and unique routines. Today, he finally began to implement his long-prepared night attack plan. Four brigades of soldiers crawled forward and absolutely could not make any sound. Under the cover of night and wind and rain, approached the Chinese army's fortification positions, and then suddenly charged and broke through in one fell swoop. Then his entire cover artillery group would cover and shoot the marked area, block and annihilate the reinforcements of the Chinese army, and completely set the victory.

According to the schedule, the charge will start in ten minutes at most. At this moment, Hideko Tojo's face was full of solemnity. He was full of heart to show the reputation of the Tojo family of Mu Ao and to play the first-ever title of the first-time No. 1 Duke of the Lu Da to let those ignorant Changzhou Masato see what is the real flower of the Imperial Army, the reputation of the Tojo family of Mu Ao, is destined to shine on Japan and become an existence like a military god like Masato of Kumaki

At night, only the sound of drizzle and the sound of the wind slamming the leaves on the battlefield. The roar of cannons came from a distance, and the sound was floating, as if it was very far away from the hilly positions that had become the Shura battlefield in these days. Most of the tired Chinese soldiers were sleeping soundly, resting their energy for the battle that was destined to be more intense the next day.

This is a cruel war, and no one wants to lose his life early.

The Chinese army's guard sentries opened their blood-treaded eyes and stood firm in the cold wind and rain. The darkness before dawn had experienced a long period of cold wind and rain, and these tenacious Marines couldn't help but feel a little tired. Occasionally, a flash of lightning flashed across the distance, reflecting some dark and dark ship shadows on the water, which were barges tow landing crafts and some Japanese "strange ships".

Judging from the perspective of these Marines, they were all shallow-draft gunboats that could not fight from the ocean, but were equipped with large caliber naval guns, which looked a bit top-heavy. The officers who had interned in the shipyard told them that this thing seemed to be similar to the empire's shallow-water gunboats, but they didn't know how the little Japanese drove these things all the way to Ryukyu. To be honest, this kind of ship sailed in the sea conditions of the Sea of ​​Japan, and every day they would pray to heaven not to encounter a typhoon.

Obviously, the Japanese are crazy.

Marine Corps, machine gun shooter, spitted on Thursday, expressing his contempt for these little dwarfs. He shrank his neck and felt a little rain in his eyes, and rubbed them hard.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhou Ximao felt something strange in the wind and rain in front of the position. A sense of danger made his hair burst. His heart tightened, and before he could react, he heard an unknown sound.

Bombardment

But based on experience, Mao heard that this was the sound of the Chinese army's August 1st firecracker, and the explosion point was at least one or two hundred meters away from him.

A dense explosion, and in an instant, the flash of shells seemed to illuminate the entire night, Ximao looked at it, his eyes straightened on the hillside two or three hundred meters ahead, and the pits and valleys were full of Japanese men, one by one, lying on the ground like earthworms, many people seemed to be at a loss during the explosion, but they were immediately pressed down by the people around him.

Night attack

On Thursday, Mao pulled the bolt in a conditioned reflex, aimed it in front of him, and pulled the trigger to make a shuttle. He was a veteran, and the bullets swept over the ground. The crowd on the opposite side suddenly became messy, and many Japanese soldiers turned over and rolled down.

"Divine Night Attack"

On Thursday, Mao's shrill shouts rang out throughout the night sky. The ammunition hand beside him quickly took out the signal gun and fired in the agreed signal. In many directions of the position, the firepower on duty was almost on the front and back.

The white phosphorus tracer bullet used by the Chinese army to calibrate fire at night raked like a fire whip. At this time, the Japanese army also knew that the night attack had turned into a strong attack. The officers pulled out their swords, made a strange cry like breathing, and rushed up. The thick and short army soldiers followed closely, each of them was agile, their twisted faces were covered with rain and mud, and under the reflection of the firelight, they were like a group of evil ghosts crawling out of hell, which was particularly terrifying.

These night attack troops came from the 15th Takasaki United and the 50th Matsumoto United, located in the Utsunomiya area of ​​the Kanto Plain in Japan. To be fair, the peasant children on these plains are not the best mountain infantry, but on the one hand, the terrain of the Chinese army is just hills with an elevation of no more than 200 meters. On the other hand, these officers and soldiers had previously conducted tactical exercises on complex terrain in Hokkaido, and their physical training was extremely cruel, especially the night battle training for Hell. Therefore, although they formed a mobilization division for just one year, they acted in an orderly manner like well-trained veterans.

The Japanese soldiers automatically opened up scattered lines, fifteen meters apart. The infantry behind them were preparing to strengthen their assault power in a column posture, and quickly advanced after occupying the position to cut off the entire defense system of the Chinese army.

The dense firepower swept from the Japanese side and back again. This time, not only were the dense grenade-bolt grenades and mortars, but also the light and heavy machine guns added the dense cross-fire from the front and side and back, blocking the Japanese army's way. In the side and back direction, the Japanese army was almost unaware of this sudden heavy blow, which almost caused these tenacious Japanese soldiers to explode the camp.

The commander's officer was furious and slashed several fleeing soldiers, but then fell under the cold strafing of the heavy machine guns of the Chinese army. These brave elite army soldiers, facing the failure of the night attack, suddenly came from the back and forth. Despite their tenacious insistence, they were still defeated.

At this time, Meng Jin, the third commander of the Land War Regiment of the Ryukyu Garrison Division of the Chinese Army, had already arrived at the command position and observed the movements at the forefront. The on-duty artillery group had opened fire, and the other artillery positions and soldiers were in emergency positions to prepare for support. The officers and soldiers who were originally resting in the artillery holes and cover departments had entered the position, and the entire Chinese army's defense system was about to fully launch firepower.

Meng Jin couldn't help but be glad that earlier round of artillery fire. He had discovered something strange, that is, these artillery fires obviously did not belong to the troops he deployed. Instead, they came from the Japanese side, he had learned from the telegram that some troops were coming to reinforce tonight and sent a liaison officer to prepare for the response at the outpost near the traffic trench.

Did this sudden firepower come from reinforcements?

Two green and one yellow signal flares rose one after another on the sky on the southeast side.

It's a reinforcement

Meng Jin relaxed his spirit and according to the agreement, this indicated that the contact officers of both parties had established contact.

The problem now is to support the reinforcements before the enemy notices this and fires hit.

The Japanese army is worthy of being a strong army known for its tenacious and daring battles. Although it was inexplicably hit, it still quickly reorganized its offensive and launched a fierce attack with wave-like infantry attacks.

The frontier areas of the Chinese military's positions have been shattered into a sea of ​​fire by dense fire.

The incendiary bombs fired by the Chinese army mortars ignited the remaining vegetation and set off a line of fire three or four hundred meters in front of the position. The dull shooting sound of the Chinese army's heavy machine guns and the crisp continuous firing of the light machine guns formed a percussion that could not be distinguished. The soldiers in the Chinese army's trenches fired bullets as fast as possible. The metal storm of bullets roared and roared at the front of the position, and reaped lives to the fullest.

In the air, the Chinese airship had already fired flares, and the white phosphorus flares hung under the small silk parachute were burning violently, illuminating the battlefield like daylight.

Grenade launchers, mortars, mountain cannons (light howitzers) and howitzers made the slope without the so-called shooting dead corners. Before they could find a piece of mountain rock, the Japanese health soldiers who had just found a hidden figure were torn to pieces by the grenades from the back.

The brave Japanese soldiers, led by the fanatical young officers, led by the example, under the coercion of strict military discipline, and under the stimulation of the loyalty of serving the country in their hearts, turned into ferocious beasts that were not afraid of death, and roared and rushed towards the Chinese military positions. The light and heavy firepower of the Japanese army was also fully launched, with grenade launchers, mortars, and mountain cannons pouring over.

The shallow water gunboats anchored near the sea had already prepared slightly adjusted their muzzles and began to pour artillery fire towards the reinforcement path behind the frontier positions of the Chinese army on the hills. Other mountain cannons that landed on the ashore began to capture the light Chinese artillery that suddenly emerged from the Japanese side. Obviously, the Japanese army also realized that the Chinese army they faced might have added new forces.

The grenade launcher widely equipped by the Chinese army exerted extremely terrifying power that night. The grenade launcher of two people hit the Japanese charge array like hail at a speed of nearly twenty rounds per minute, and built a wall of death at a distance of about 20 meters in front of the position.

The Chinese army's 12O mortars, 81 mortars and mountain cannons, and the howitzers' guns are located in the valleys, with certain backscene protection on both sides of the north and south. At this time, the firepower was concentrated and turned to the south. There was no need for test firing. The defense zones of these frontier positions had long been calibrated, and they came up directly to the airtight effective shooting. The dense grenades blew the Japanese attack route into a sea of ​​fire. The long-barreled 15 Cannon howitzers also captured the Japanese army's ballistics. According to the summary of the artillery observation post, the suppression shooting began.

In the bursts of explosions, against the burning fire, the Japanese officers shouted "Give the teeth" and waved their swords. The soldiers were distorted and charged in the rain of bullets like drunkenness. At the forefront of the Chinese military positions, the sound of explosions and sharp roars were mixed together, rising and falling...
Chapter completed!