Chapter 1 Starting with an Attack

At seven o'clock in the morning on December 14, 1937, the first and second platoons of the Special Company simultaneously launched an attack on the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters entrenched in Jurong Town.

Chen Sichuan led the first platoon of soldiers from the Tangshan direction along the highway towards Jurong.

Liu Laopao led the second platoon from the Tianwang Temple direction along the highway to attack the Japanese devils in the direction of Jurong.

Sergeant Okumiya Taiyo, who had watched the National Revolutionary Army pass through Jurong last night, was shocked to see more than a hundred soldiers launching an attack on them.

He was extremely surprised, "Last night, so many of their troops only passed through.

Today, such a small number of soldiers are actually launching an attack on us?"

Sergeant Kubo Yoki, who was beside him, pointed to the several makeshift armored vehicles that had already charged up, "This is the team that fought us in Tangshan yesterday.

These weapons are too distinctive."

As he spoke, Sergeant Kubo Yoki's face revealed a hint of fear, "These guys are too ferocious. I saw it in Tangshan.

They used heavy machine guns to strafe, heavy artillery to bombard, and infantry guns to directly target machine guns.

They're really too ferocious."

Their squad could still comment on the first platoon's attack because the first platoon was attacking the position defended by Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's company.

The National Revolutionary Army's attack was completely within Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko's expectations.

He had already learned from the commander of the China Expeditionary Army that the two teams sent out from Nanjing City had set off last night.

They could arrive at any time, so Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was very at ease!

Although he hadn't left the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters' command post,

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was very aware of the situation on the front lines.

He was already very angry that his soldiers hadn't actively opened fire on the team that had passed through Jurong last night.

He believed that not actively attacking the National Revolutionary Army was a complete loss of courage for the Imperial Army.

Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was furious in the command post, frightening Captain Miyuki Yoki, Captain Shiho Masata, and Captain Mae no Sono Sota into trembling.

Captain Miyuki Yoki and the other three Japanese devils could only stand at attention and say "Hai" repeatedly,

not daring to argue even half a point.

Captain Miyuki Yoki, Captain Shiho Masata, and Captain Mae no Sono Sota were all clear:

"The situation for their team right now is very unfavorable.

Although there are still nearly five thousand soldiers, after deducting two thousand seriously wounded and eight hundred medical personnel,

the actual number of infantry capable of fighting is only about two thousand one hundred."

But Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko was completely immersed in his own perception:

He believed that the warriors of the Empire were invincible; the National Revolutionary Army soldiers were all untrained ordinary people without combat experience.

With this understanding, Commander Prince Asaka Yasuhiko insisted on holding his ground here.

He wanted to stay put like a nail, waiting for the reinforcements from Nanjing to completely annihilate the National Revolutionary Army that had attacked him.

This morning, the first platoon's attack immediately ran into trouble: Luo Yangyun, Hui Gaojie, and Mo Boya were pushing the makeshift armored vehicle at the front of the team.

Just as they entered the road that had been heavily bombed yesterday, the ground suddenly exploded.

The makeshift armored vehicle was blown away by a landmine planted by the Japanese devils.

Luo Yangyun, Hui Gaojie, and Mo Boya fell into a pool of blood.

The team of soldiers following behind them immediately lost their protection and were completely exposed.

This place was still more than two hundred meters away from the Japanese devils' position. Seeing the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who came to attack being blown up,

revealing more than a dozen National Revolutionary Army soldiers following behind,

Squad Leader Okihama Gakusaburo immediately ordered: heavy machine guns, fire!

The Japanese devils' heavy machine guns in the trenches began to strafe.

The soldiers of Squad Leader Okihama Gakusaburo's squad also aimed and fired.

With the protection at the front overturned by the landmine, Gan Xinghua, who was following behind, shouted loudly: lie down!

Chen Sichuan heard the explosion and discovered that a heavy machine gun had been blown away.

He also ordered: "Stop advancing! Defend in place!"

The four heavy machine guns at the front immediately opened fire, suppressing the Japanese devils' machine gun fire.

In the rear, at the brigade command post, Captain Mae no Sono Sota saw that the landmine he had sent people to plant last night had worked:

It had immediately stopped the National Revolutionary Army who had come to attack.

He excitedly ordered: artillery, bombard the enemy who is attacking.

His order was immediately conveyed. There were a lot of supplies stored by the Japanese devils here in Jurong.

Enough for Captain Mae no Sono Sota to use.

As soon as the order was issued, artillery shells flew out of Jurong Town.

These artillery shells exploded in the ranks of the first platoon's attacking team.

Not far behind the first platoon, the infantry guns and mortars also bombarded the Japanese devils' positions.

This was the first time the first platoon had encountered the Japanese devils planting landmines.

Now Chen Sichuan didn't know what to do.

He immediately sent someone to ask the company commander for instructions.

Chen Sichuan ordered: "Retreat!"

He wanted to withdraw the team and prepare for the next attack.

Li Deben, staying on the high observation balloon, had already discovered the Japanese devils' artillery positions in Jurong Town.

He immediately called Hui Jianming: the Japanese devils' artillery positions are two thousand meters behind the bombing line yesterday.

This time, Platoon Leader Hui didn't test fire. He directly increased the firing charge according to yesterday's firing parameters.

Thirty-two cannons fired at the same time.

He was seizing the time to shoot like this because the artillery used by the Japanese devils this time were all mortars and Type 92 infantry guns.

If they were as experienced as the company commander, they would change places after firing a few shots.

By the time his artillery shells flew over, the Japanese devils' artillery would have run away.

Therefore, he had to drop the largest amount of ammunition in the shortest amount of time.

The disadvantage of doing so was wasting ammunition, and the advantage was that the Japanese devils wouldn't be able to escape easily.

All the Japanese devils within a thirty-meter radius of the explosion of a 150mm cannon shell would not survive.

The fate of the Japanese devils within a one-hundred-meter range would depend on luck.

If the Japanese devils within the thirty-meter to one-hundred-meter range were lying prone on the ground, they would most likely be injured internally and die from the shock wave generated by the artillery shell explosion and the vibrations transmitted through the ground.

If the Japanese devils in this range were standing, they would be killed by the dense fragments.

The most correct way was to lie prone on the ground, with the limbs touching the ground, trying to keep the body suspended, like a plank.

Even in this way, it would only be gambling on luck.

Only the Japanese devils two hundred meters away had a better chance of survival.

One artillery shell could cover an effective killing area of more than 30,000 square meters.

When thirty-two artillery shells were fired at the same time, the Japanese devils in that area immediately suffered heavy casualties.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, ordered his soldiers to fire at the azimuths that had already been calculated.

Although they couldn't see the battlefield from this location, the artillery company had test-fired at every location on the battlefield, and the firing data was prepared in advance.

Upon receiving the order from Captain Mae no Sono Sota,

they immediately opened fire!

Just as Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, ordered his soldiers to continue firing, he suddenly heard a familiar whistling sound in the air:

This was the sound of artillery shells falling!

We are firing artillery shells, how could artillery shells fall on our heads?

With this question in mind, Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, listened to the whistling sound in his ears becoming sharper and sharper.

He knew that the artillery shells were not far away and would land soon.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, loudly ordered: "Lie down!"

The twenty or so soldiers operating the mortars near him immediately lay prone on the ground upon hearing the order.

Several of them did planks, and most of them simply threw themselves on the ground.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, threw himself on the ground, with his elbows and knees touching the ground at four points.

Only then did he have time to look at the other soldiers: he saw at a glance that most of the agile soldiers had thrown themselves wholeheartedly on the ground.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, became anxious and quickly ordered:

"Everyone, prop yourselves up! Prop your bodies up!"

The soldiers had been trained in this method of avoiding artillery bombardment.

However, it was used to avoid heavy artillery bombardment, and they rarely encountered artillery fire on the battlefield.

They encountered heavy artillery bombardment even less often.

The soldiers were a little afraid of being tired and were unwilling to make such a movement.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander's command was drowned out by the sound of the artillery shells landing and exploding.

The sound of explosions rang out one after another.

Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo only felt that the earth beneath his body was like a small boat on the sea, rising and falling on the crests and troughs of the waves.

His heart trembled violently, and his stomach was churning.

Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo was a little puzzled: "As a fisherman who grew up by the sea, when have I ever been seasick?

Why do I have the feeling of seasickness today?"

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, felt that the ground his knees and elbows were touching was constantly shaking.

This shaking was sometimes high and sometimes low, and it didn't stabilize.

He knew: this was because the artillery shells were landing, some farther away from him, some closer to him.

Li Deben, standing high in the sky, watched Hui Jianming command the heavy artillery to accurately cover the Japanese devils' artillery positions just now.

He immediately called down: "Hit!"

Hui Jianming was a generous person: first shot hit!

He didn't stop there!

He ordered: "Another round!"

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, supported his body and felt as if time had stopped.

The sound of explosions kept ringing, and the ground kept rising and falling as if it were dancing.

And never stopping.

His elbows had to adjust their positions to prevent his chest and abdomen from touching the ground due to the shaking of the ground.

In this intense sound of explosions, he felt the shaking of the ground.

The grief in his heart was indescribable. He knew that 90% of the soldiers he had just seen throwing themselves wholeheartedly on the ground would not survive.

If this time passed faster, if this bombardment ended sooner, perhaps those soldiers could still be saved if they were lucky.

When his eyes were red, the sound of explosions finally stopped.

After a while, the shaking of the ground also stopped.

This piece of land was as silent as a mountain again.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, who had survived the catastrophe, stood up and loudly asked: "Everyone, stand up."

In the thick smoke, he saw that most of the more than two hundred soldiers in his company had stood up.

This situation made Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, feel a little better: at least not many soldiers had been directly killed by the artillery shells.

Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo stood up and staggered.

Trying hard to steady himself, he asked confusedly and loudly: "Why is this ground not level?

What is the company commander saying?"

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, looked at this fisherman boy and understood in his heart: he would not survive.

This boy's internal organs had been shaken to pieces.

Squad Leader Tamura Ryuto, who commanded the bombardment of the infantry guns, had also been lazy just now.

Now that he stood up, he couldn't hear what the company commander was saying and opened his mouth to ask.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately felt something blocking his breath in his chest.

He immediately used force and coughed up a red lump of something.

He staggered over and stared at the red thing: did this seem to be a piece of meat?

Although this was something he had coughed up himself, Tamura Ryuto was still a little disgusted.

He didn't want to dirty his hands.

He only looked to the side with his eyes.

Private First Class Nakasuka Daiki was spotted by Tamura Ryuto's gaze.

He immediately endured his disgust and picked up this red lump of meat with his fingers in a flattering manner.

When he brought it in front of Tamura Ryuto, the surrounding soldiers all gathered around.

Several of them were walking with difficulty.

This lump of meat was carefully stared at by more than a dozen soldiers:

"It doesn't look like a lump of meat," said Kubo Taro.

"This isn't a lump of phlegm either," said Matsukiyo Miki.

"It has a lot of small holes, like a honeycomb," Private First Class Nakasuka Daiki also expressed his opinion.

Listening to the discussion of these soldiers under his command, Tamura Ryuto's heart was filled with despair.

He had already seen it: this was his lung!

"My lung!" Tamura Ryuto murmured.

As he said this, he coughed violently again.

This time, the coughing seemed to be unstoppable.

The soldiers who had just spoken looked at Tamura Ryuto's difficult appearance.

Private First Class Nakasuka Daiki couldn't help but reach out and gently patted Tamura Ryuto's back, wanting to help him get his breath back sooner.

After several light pats had no effect, Private First Class Nakasuka Daiki's hand became a little heavier.

Tamura Ryuto finally coughed up another lump of something, this time the red lump was much larger.

Without looking closely, the surrounding soldiers all knew: this was a lung!

This kind of cough seemed to be contagious. More than a dozen soldiers in Tamura Ryuto's squad all started coughing.

Just then, the whistling sound they had just heard came again.

"Again?" All the soldiers in Tamura Ryuto's squad lay prone again.

Only those dozen or so soldiers who were coughing at this time were unwilling to lie down no matter what.

These soldiers, whose breathing was blocked by something, were coughing hard.

They coughed selflessly, only wanting to make their breathing easier. Even if they lost their lives, they wanted the freedom to breathe.

Tamura Ryuto had just coughed up a piece of his remaining lung and could still lie prone.

He already knew now that his momentary laziness had caused him to be on the verge of losing his life.

This time, he didn't dare to be lazy anymore: he lay prone and immediately supported his body with his elbows and knees.

Better late than never! This was completely a lie.

If it was really that useful, could lungs that had already been shattered grow back?

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, also heard the sharp whistling sound again. His face was as white as snow, and his voice was sharp:

"Prop yourselves up! Prop yourselves up!"

His voice spread across the artillery position. This time, the sound he shouted was finally a little ahead of the sound of the artillery shells exploding.

Many soldiers heard it.

They immediately changed the posture they had fallen into.

Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo was also one of these soldiers. He immediately did a plank.

The soldiers of Captain Kojoba Rikuto's entire artillery company once again experienced the feeling of rising and falling just now.

This time, Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo's body, which had just propped itself up, immediately felt weak in his hands and feet.

It was as if all the strength in his body had been shaken loose by this shaking earth.

Finally, Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo threw himself wholeheartedly on the earth again.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, felt that the duration of this bombardment was even longer than the last time, as if it were a never-ending nightmare.

When the sound of explosions finally stopped and the shaking of the ground no longer occurred,

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, could no longer hold on and he also threw himself on the ground to rest for a while.

When he stubbornly raised his head and looked out, only three or four soldiers were standing on the entire artillery position.

When Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, forcibly propped himself up, he immediately ordered loudly: "Everyone, stand up!"

Hearing his order, another dozen soldiers struggled to stand up.

And then no more soldiers stood up.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, kicked Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo, the fisherman boy, in front of him. The fisherman boy had no reaction anymore.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, finally bent down and turned this boy over.

He saw that Private First Class Okihama Gakusaburo was bleeding from his mouth, nose, and ears, and was no longer breathing.

Captain Kojoba Rikuto, the artillery company commander, turned over the body of Mamada Rintaro, who was lying prone. Similarly, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was no longer breathing.

The entire artillery company had only a dozen soldiers left.

When Hui Jianming's artillery was bombarding, Lin Fan received the news reported back by Chen Sichuan.

The Japanese devils had actually planted landmines, which was also a sign of their fear.

However, Lin Fan didn't feel happy. He didn't need to be taken seriously by the Japanese devils. He just wanted to fight the Japanese devils simply.

Clearing landmines on the battlefield has always been a nightmare for infantry.

Even on modern battlefields, landmines are the cheapest and most effective means of defending against infantry attacks.

And there are no better means of clearing landmines on the battlefield.

On modern battlefields, explosive mine clearance methods are beginning to be used to achieve the purpose of mine clearance by means of carpet bombing in a determined area.

That is, using rocket-propelled special blasting ropes on the battlefield to open up a safe passage more than one meter wide for the infantry.

In this era, such weapons have not yet appeared.

Lin Fan could only do it himself.

He ordered: the attacks of the first and second platoons were suspended.

Lin Fan rushed to the front of the position and looked at the makeshift armored vehicle that had been blown over on the highway and the bodies of the three sacrificed soldiers that had been snatched back.

He said to Chen Sichuan, "You stopped the attack in time and commanded well.

This kind of minefield!

It's too wasteful to use our soldiers' lives to clear it.

We'll blast a path through it.

Keep an eye on it. When you attack later, take this path blasted out by the artillery shells."

After saying that, he immediately opened fire!

One mortar shell after another extended forward along the position where a landmine had already been detonated.

The first mortar shell smashed down and exploded!

Apart from blasting up a cloud of dirt and raising a cloud of smoke, nothing happened.

When the second artillery shell smashed down, it exploded!

It immediately caused continuous explosions in the four directions of front, back, left, and right.

The soldiers of the first platoon cheered when they saw how powerful the company commander was.

Only Lin Fan's face was a little ugly. From such explosions, it could be seen that the Japanese devils had planted a lot of landmines here.

This kind of explosive mine clearance method couldn't guarantee a 100% mine clearance effect either.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya stared blankly at the continuous explosions in front of the position.

The joy of repelling a National Revolutionary Army attack at the beginning had disappeared without a trace.

A god-like artilleryman, hidden somewhere in front of the position, was using artillery shells to open up a safe passage in the minefield he had laid down.

There were many kinds of weapons and ammunition in the Jurong supply station behind him.

Therefore, when he was planting the landmines yesterday, if he hadn't been afraid that it would be too obvious and be seen by the attacking team at a glance,

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya would have wanted to place the landmines side by side.

But now: a mine defense zone laid down by a company was actually being blasted out with a safe passage by artillery shells one after another.

Lin Fan blasted the safe passage, which was 200 meters long and 5 meters wide, back and forth three times.

He didn't detonate any landmines the second and third times.

Only then did he feel relieved and ordered: "Tanks, charge! Infantry, follow up."

When Chen Sichuan attacked Zhao's Village yesterday, he discovered that there were a lot of Japanese devils' infantry guns here.

He couldn't bear to see the tanks destroyed by the Japanese devils.

He didn't let the tanks come up at all today.

Lin Fan directly ordered the tanks to go forward and clear the way!

Two tanks, one in front and one behind, slowly drove up from the rear.

When they were 800 meters away from Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's position, Captain Yoshimasu Takuya began to request artillery support.

The news quickly came back: Kojoba Rikuto's artillery company had completely lost its combat effectiveness.

There was no artillery support!

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya could only order the three infantry guns that his company had dragged up to the front line.

The three infantry guns had just been pushed to the front of the position, with their muzzles exposed out of the trench for less than a minute,

when they were immediately greeted by accurate bombardment from mortar shells.

This time Lin Fan didn't leave. He stayed on the front line, staring at the Japanese devils' defensive line.

He wanted to wait until the first platoon had shattered the first line of defense that the Japanese devils had laid down in Jurong.

Lin Fan, who had been paying attention to the movements of the Japanese devils on the front line, immediately attacked when he discovered their movements.

He attacked as soon as he discovered a sign.

Exposure means death! This is the sniper's motto.

The Japanese devils opposite Lin Fan were the same.

In the trenches at the forefront of Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's company, the three Type 92 infantry guns had not yet been placed in the right position.

The dozen or so soldiers who had just pushed these three cannons up had been blown to pieces.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya immediately ordered: "Squad Leader Taguchi Yu! Your squad, go up!"

This time, Captain Yoshimasu Takuya discovered that no soldiers were taking the initiative to push the infantry guns to attack the advancing enemy.

That's why he directly ordered Squad Leader Taguchi Yu to lead his men up.

Squad Leader Taguchi Yu, who received the order, was unwilling in his heart.

He had been fighting on the front line all along. The god-like artilleryman on the opposite side had obviously discovered the cannons on his side.

That's why he had fired three artillery shells in a row.

That cunning artilleryman was only targeting the people, not blowing up the cannons.

He had blown up all thirteen soldiers of the Tamada Tsujiko Squad who had just pushed the cannons up.

And he was still able to keep the infantry guns intact!

What a troublesome enemy.

How much Squad Leader Taguchi Yu hoped that these three Type 92 infantry guns could be blown away or shattered all at once.

How good would that be!

No matter how many ideas Squad Leader Taguchi Yu had in his heart, he could only do one thing: lead his squad of soldiers to charge up.

Trying hard to move the cannons and put them in the right position.

Lin Fan, who had been focusing his attention on these three cannons all along, discovered that the muzzles were moving again.

He immediately sent three more artillery shells over as a reward.

Squad Leader Taguchi Yu fell down with his eyes wide open.

He knew that this was a dead end, but he had to step onto it.

Seeing the tanks getting closer and closer, Captain Yoshimasu Takuya calmly ordered:

"Squad Leader Futaki Takuma! Take your squad up and take out the tanks on the opposite side.

Squad Leader Iwadera Hayabusa, immediately use mortars to attack the tanks!"

The expressions on the faces of the two squad leaders who received the orders were completely different: Squad Leader Iwadera Hayabusa answered loudly: "Hai!"

There was a relaxed expression on his face.

If Iwadera Hayabusa's squad was assigned to fire mortars, they wouldn't be asked to move those three infantry guns again.

The expressions on the faces of Squad Leader Futaki Takuma's soldiers were as if they had lost their parents. More than twenty bodies had already fallen around those three infantry guns.

Those three infantry guns seemed to be cursed. As long as someone moved them,

artillery shells would immediately come crashing down!

None of the soldiers near it had survived.

Corporal Ueda Sota, of Futaki Takuma's squad, couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly:

"I'm not going! That's not going to fight!

That's going to die!"

Squad Leader Futaki Takuma finally felt a sense of relief, hoping that this collapsed soldier could make Captain Yoshimasu Takuya change his mind.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya just looked coldly at the soldier who was disobeying orders in the face of battle.

He could see that this soldier had collapsed and had been frightened silly by the shadow of death.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya didn't speak, nor did he need to speak.

He used action to interpret what it meant to be: a soldier's duty is to obey orders!

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya boldly pulled out his Type 92 pistol and steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly fired three shots at Corporal Ueda Sota in succession.

Corporal Ueda Sota was hit by three shots in a row, only had time to groan twice, and then fell down.

He struggled on the ground a few times and then stopped moving.

"Squad Leader Futaki Takuma, go up!

Take out the tanks!

The Empire needs warriors!

The Emperor needs samurai!

Soldiers without the spirit of Bushido are not worthy of living in the Imperial Army," Captain Yoshimasu Takuya said calmly.

Squad Leader Futaki Takuma had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead his soldiers up.

When his hand touched the cold infantry gun, his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

At this time, Squad Leader Futaki Takuma saw that the faces of the soldiers under his command were all as white as snow, with a hint of green in their whiteness, their hands and feet were trembling, and their teeth were chattering.

He didn't know if they were cold or scared!

In any case, with Corporal Ueda Sota lying on the ground as a warning,

the soldiers of Squad Leader Futaki Takuma's entire squad had no choice but to move again.

When Lin Fan threw three more artillery shells at these three cannons for the third time, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed:

Wasn't I just reluctant to blow up these three cannons?

You clearly come up one by one and die one by one, come up in groups and die in groups.

Just pretend that these three cannons have been destroyed and can't be used, can't you?

You have to move them every now and then, let me move them every now and then.

I've already used nine artillery shells for these three cannons.

Lin Fan's depression was unknown to anyone. If Squad Leader Futaki Takuma knew this, he would definitely be so angry that he would crawl up from the ground.

At this time, the tanks of the first platoon's charge had entered the safe passage through the minefield that Lin Fan had opened up.

Lin Fan also began to get nervous.

Squad Leader Iwadera Hayabusa immediately began to act after receiving the order.

The entire company had six mortars, and now these six mortars were all concentrated together.

Listening to Squad Leader Iwadera Hayabusa's command: "Aim at the tanks! Fire!"

Six mortar shells rose from the position into the air, flew to a high altitude, drew an arc, and began to fall.

Some of the six artillery shells exploded in the minefield, causing a chain reaction.

Some exploded in the distance, splashing mud and water everywhere.

Lin Fan, who had been paying attention to the entire battlefield, didn't hesitate:

He immediately opened fire on the Japanese devils' mortar position that had just been exposed.

After firing five artillery shells in a row, the mortar position that had only fired two rounds of artillery shells didn't fire any more artillery shells.

Squad Leader Iwadera Hayabusa didn't expect when he died: on the battlefield, there was no such thing as safety.

Accidents and tomorrow, you don't know which will come first!

Captain Mae no Sono Sota was in the command post, listening to the communications soldier reporting the tragic situation encountered by Kojoba Rikuto's artillery company.

While feeling sad for Kojoba Rikuto's artillery company, he was also rejoicing that when he encountered the heavy artillery bombardment of the other side yesterday:

He had immediately ordered the soldiers who were digging trenches to retreat.

If it hadn't been for his decisive decision yesterday, the ending of the entire brigade wouldn't have been much better than that of Kojoba Rikuto's artillery company.

However, now that Kojoba Rikuto's artillery company had been wiped out, it was even more difficult to defend the entire Jurong.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya hadn't expected at all that detonating three enemy soldiers at the beginning

would result in all four of his squads being blown up, and a full platoon of soldiers was gone just like that.

The tanks on the opposite side had already charged to within a hundred meters of the position.

The heavy machine guns of Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's entire company couldn't hold back anymore. Three heavy machine guns and a dozen light machine guns fired together.

They were all aimed at the tank at the front and firing.

Lin Fan in the distance immediately took action. His left hand was holding the cannon barrel, and his right hand was throwing the artillery shells into the mortar tube.

There was only one purpose for doing this, to be able to fire the most artillery shells in the fastest time.

After firing three artillery shells in a row, he first blew up the three heavy machine guns.

Now it wasn't just Lin Fan alone who was firing artillery. The remaining mortars of the first platoon were also firing.

At the same time, the heavy machine guns that the first platoon had deployed outside the minefield were also providing cover.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya looked at the sparks that the machine gun bullets made when they hit the armor in front of the tank.

An expression of impotent rage appeared on his face, and he loudly ordered: "Squad Leader Komichi Riku, take your squad up and operate the infantry guns.

Now that the distance is so close, you have to take out the tanks no matter what."

Squad Leader Komichi Riku didn't dare to say anything and immediately conveyed the company commander's order:

"Mamada Rintaro, take your squad up and take out the tanks no matter what!

The Empire is watching you!"

The unlucky Squad Leader Mamada Rintaro could only embark on the road to death.

When he was leading his soldiers and trying to move the infantry guns again, he was immediately attacked again.

Squad Leader Komichi Riku finally felt relieved: now they didn't have to operate the infantry guns.

Because the tanks had already charged onto the trenches, and the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who had charged into the position were pushing the kind of small carts that had just been blown over.

The continuous fire of the heavy machine guns was wreaking havoc in the trenches, and the light machine guns were also strafing non-stop.

The hatch on top of the tank had also been opened, and the machine gunners on it were also strafing.

The entire defensive line of Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's company immediately became precarious.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya could no longer direct the infantry guns to fire directly at the tanks. He could only order:

"Charge! Charge up! Bayonets!"

This time, Captain Yoshimasu Takuya led the remaining thirty or so Japanese devils and charged into the ranks of the first platoon who had charged up.

As soon as they had exchanged blows, Captain Yoshimasu Takuya heard the "Kill!" shouted by the opposite side.

His heart and courage were broken!

What kind of team was this?

The roar of the bayonet charge was like thunder.

Captain Yoshimasu Takuya's final struggle was like a mud ox entering the sea. It disappeared without causing the slightest ripple.

Squad Leader Komichi Riku only survived for three more minutes before being shot to death by the machine guns on the tank.

His squad was too close to the three infantry guns.

Infantry guns have always been the Special Company's favorite weapons, and they would never allow any Japanese devils to have any intention of touching them in front of the Special Company.

Therefore, Squad Leader Komichi Riku, who was standing near the Type 92 infantry guns, was given the highest priority.

Lin Fan saw that the first platoon had already charged into Jurong Town, and then he ordered: "The second platoon, charge in through the passage that the first platoon has opened up."

Now he no longer used the original plan of attacking on four sides, he changed it!

The plan to attack Jurong was changed to a single point breakthrough. After charging in, they would then fully blossom.

Lin Fan's performance here just now had been seen clearly by General Ye Zhao of the 66th Army, Chief of Staff Bu Hobo, and Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang of the 83rd Army.

When Lin Fan was firing artillery just now, these people didn't dare to disturb him.

When Lin Fan put the mortar in its rack, General Ye sighed,

"Company Commander Lin! Today I've opened my eyes. There's actually an artilleryman like you in the world.

Just now, your move was worth a company of soldiers."

Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang also said, "Company Commander Lin, just now you bombed those Japanese devils who were moving the cannons, your intentions were really as clear as the sun at noon!"

Lin Fan said with a bitter smile, "People have short horizons and are petty. They can't stand to see good things. They have to have them when they see them."

The two people who spoke heard Lin Fan say this and suddenly thought of the weapons he had borrowed.

In their hearts, there was also the idea of "Once the cannons are in my hand, the world is mine."

As for returning those weapons, they really hadn't thought about it.

Now, hearing Lin Fan say this, they were all silently thinking: If they didn't return them, what would be the consequences?

Lin Fan continued to order: "Jia Shusheng, Little Northeast, you also take your teams in.

When you're in street battles, use artillery if you can, and don't use machine guns.

Use infantry guns to bombard directly.

Remember! Don't annihilate all the Japanese devils!

Leave a part of the Japanese devils behind and surround them in a small area.

We want to leave a part of the Japanese devils as bait!"

Now he had put all the forces preparing to attack Jurong into the battle.

The soldiers of the entire Special Company: the first, second, third, and fourth platoons were attacking Jurong, the fifth platoon was attacking Chunhua, and the sixth and seventh platoons were ambushing the Japanese devils along the way in Tangshan.

The Special Company no longer had any mobile forces or reserves.

General Ye Zhao thought about it and said, "Company Commander Lin! Our army still has a division of mobile troops who have rested for a night.

They can also go up to fight."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Your army has just come out of Nanjing, and the morale of the army is not stable yet. Wait until Regiment Commanders Liu Wan and Liu Yong have fought a beautiful battle.

At that time, it will be very different to let them go up again.

For the time being, let the brothers of the 66th Army act