Chapter 23 Attack

Perhaps there has never been such a fierce shelling in Asia. In the preparation of the first wave of artillery, nearly 200 88 and 152mm field guns and cannons belonging to the First Army of the Guards, as well as the only 305mm train cannon, 82/120mm/240 in the same battalion, regiment and division. The millimeter mortar force dumped more than 20,000 shells, equivalent to about hundreds of tons of tons of steel and explosives, to the front positions of the Japanese army on the east bank of the Liaohe River, to the predetermined target area of the Japanese army.

"Boom..."

The rain-like shells continue to fall into the neat construction of the Japanese army on the remaining positions of the Russian army. The violent explosion shock wave will be the ruins of the trench that had been blown up by the military mountain cannon**. The soil and smoke and dust accompanied by the fragments of steel raging in the trench, and the fragments of steel are harvesting in the trenches. The life of the Japanese army, the shock wave shattered the internal organs of the Japanese soldiers at close range, and even tore the cotton-padded clothes on their bodies.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder and strong smoke, and the trench was choked and coughed loudly.

"Did the Lu people call?"

Jiro Hashimoto shook his drowsy mind and shouted loudly. The messy military uniform on his body was full of dust, and he didn't know where the foreign military uniform had been thrown.

"Captain, I don't know!"

I don't know who answered in the smoke.

But more soldiers have long been stunned by the fierce shelling they have never suffered. Many of them curled up in the trenches with their heads in their arms. They trembled, coughed, cried, and roared vigorously. It seemed that this could make them roar away from fear. The whole earth was full of drama. Trembling fiercely, the falling dust and fragments of limbs made the soldiers scream in horror.

In this seemingly endless shelling, some frightened soldiers rushed towards or even out of the trench, and their bodies were smashed in an instant.

At this time, these people do not seem to be Japanese soldiers who have been tested by Lushun's blood and fire hell, but just a group of young people who were frightened by the shelling, but this is only part of them, and more people curl up as much as possible to make their bodies close to the trenches and fight in Lushun, so that they understand how to do Bao.

"Du! ......"

At the beginning of the shelling, a sharp and harsh whistle in the trench of the Guards pierced the roaring world. Even in the rumble of the gunfire, the harsh whistle was still like a piercing eardrum that could pierce the human eardrums, and could even penetrate the violent explosion.

"Kill!"

With the whistle of the officers' attack, the trenches of the Guards immediately boiled up. More than 1,900 first wave of assault infantry of the 132nd Division and 179th Regiment rushed out of the trenches with ladders to cover the heavy machine guns of the charge. At the same time, they spit out a fire tongue at the military position on the other side to suppress the soldiers. Being able to fight back, nearly 2,000 infantrymen who jumped out of the trench have become more than a dozen sharp knives to press the position of the Japanese army.

"Hurry up!"

He was holding a rifle and shouted loudly. When he rushed across the river embankment, his foot slipped and his whole body fell on the ice of the Liaohe River.

"Forward!"

When trying to stand up, Tie Gangliang rushed to the other side with a slide. The artillery of the army must react and break through their first position in front of the ice on the Liaohe River with cannons. When he stepped on the Liaohe River, he was completely relieved and died in Liaodong.

The second wave of officers and soldiers who had jumped out of the trenches were approaching the Liaohe River, but suddenly stopped their footsteps. The white smoke and rising fireballs on the Liaohe River, the violent explosions and the broken ice raised by the shock wave blocked the second wave, the footsteps of the 38th Regiment.

"Bing for your care!"

The officers and soldiers who were temporarily blocked on the way forward looked at the other side of the river and hit the comrades-in-arms of the 13th Regiment, who rushed with a fast cat's waist, and whispered in their mouths. They had to wait for the munitions to turn from the Liaohe River to the attacking troops, and then use boards to lay an ice bridge to cross the river, "du...du...du,du..."

In the dense explosion, the charging guards could not hear the orders of the non-commissioned officers and officers at all. They just listened to the platoon leader's whistle like during training, followed the small red flag held by the squad platoon leader's hand, and even could not even hear the sound of their own "kill, kill". Everyone's ears There is only one voice, that is, the sound of explosions full of violent pressure like thunder.

The front trench of the Japanese army has been completely destroyed, and only the panicked roars of the Japanese soldiers and the hiss of a large number of wounded soldiers can be heard in the overturned trenches.

"Bak, bastard, stand up, like a samurai!"

Jiro Hashimoto kicked the trembling soldiers hiding in the collapsed trenches. Pull them up by pulling their collars. Push it to the edge of the bombed trench and let them aim ahead.

Although he felt ashamed and angry at the performance of these cowards, he knew that there were too many recruits in his brigade. Look at those veterans again, uh-huh! Not bad!

At this time, the position of the Japanese army is no longer a position. It was a bloody hell, and the trenches had completely changed their appearance. The scorched craters, the mud overturned by the cannonballs, the collapsed trenches, and the burning log support columns. Broken weapons, scattered ammunition boxes, and blown barbed wire have completely turned into hell.

"It's the Chinese who called! Report to the team leader immediately, the Chinese are facing me..."

Just as Jiro Hashimoto saw the attacking enemy with the flames of the cannonballs, he finally understood what he needed to face.

"Ready to shoot!"

Even the officers and soldiers of the bing regiment seemed to feel the earth trembling and shaking under their feet during the charge. It was the result of shelling or their trampling, and no one cared. For them, their only mission now is to rush to the front of the Japanese army more than 500 meters behind the river bank.

When they rushed to the Liaohe River, the military guard post on the embankment did not even play any blocking role at all. Under the suppression of heavy machine guns on the other side, they were bombarded into the sky with grenades by the approaching soldiers.

For the success of this assault, the attacking troops can only keep a distance of 100 meters from the artillery fire. As soon as the front suppresses the shelling extends to the depth, the attacking troops will reach the distance of using bayonets and grenades to launch a short-edge battle with the other party.

When the shelling extends deep to the Japanese military position, the smoke on the trenches will drift away in the future. Those who luckily escaped from the iron fire hell again. The soldiers, who had just leaned their rifles on the chest wall, only pulled the trigger once, and even before they could see the other party's appearance clearly, they heard the sound of shouting like a surge at hand, and then the black spots like raindrops were thrown from the air.

Thousands of grenades were thrown out one after another at a distance of more than 30 meters away from the Japanese army's position. More than a thousand grenades exploded continuously in the Japanese army's bombed trenches. While the explosion flames and shrapnel flew back and forth between the trenches and trenches, there were already People rushed to their chest wall.

"D, D, D..."

The first wave of soldiers rushing to the Japanese trenches immediately used submachine guns, rifles and machine guns to shoot any movable target in the trenches. Then he jumped into the trench and slaughtered the Japanese soldiers with bayonets and submachine guns. Although there were only dozens of people, these dozens of people were like trench rollers, all of which were unstoppable.

"Kill!"

The guards' infantry are like in the training in the past. He stared angrily with a rifle and roared loudly and stabbed the bayonet into the local chest. Like in training, several soldiers with rifles naturally take submachine guns or machine guns as a group. The submachine guns and machine guns use automatic firepower to shoot, while soldiers holding rifles use bayonets to clean up the enemy.

The soldiers who entered the Japanese trenches were as skilled as when they were training. The tactics they used were very simple, but they were very effective. The submachine guns and bayonets were perfect, making these assault teams like trench harvesters. The life of the Japanese army was harvested in the trenches.

In the face of this kind of war machine that harvests life, the Japanese army, who broke through the position in a short time, was not frightened. No one fled back, but jumped out of the trenches in groups of three or five groups. Before those almost perfect killing machines completely hit their trenches, they took the initiative to jump out of the trenches.

"Tus, give it to me!"

Jiro Hashimoto, who was holding a command knife in his hand, shouted loudly. The scene in front of him made him firmly believe that he would defend the trench, but it was just to die. Only in a melee could defend the position.

Compared with the trench with a chest wall of more than one person, the trench of the Japanese army is very shallow. It is just a leap forward and can jump out. The not deep trench makes the defender pay the price, but now it is conducive to their hasty counterattack. The two armies collided in front of the trenches, in this chaotic battle. The stabbing, submachine guns and light machine guns have completely lost their function. The only thing that plays a role is the rifles and bayonets on both sides of the enemy.

"Kill!"

With shouting, Zhang Bo was a sudden stab at the soldier in front of him, but he was blocked by the soldier who was not high on the opposite side. Although Zhang Bo once won the first place in the whole company, this one, the small soldier on the opposite side, was even far more skilled than him.

The pain in his arm constantly reminded Zhang Bo that he encountered a hard stubble, which was different from the key point he wanted to stab him every time. This soldier would stab his arm with coincidence every time. The sharp pain in his arm made Zhang Bo no more than the previous momentum like a tiger going down the mountain, although he occupied the gun and bayonet. The soldier was nearly ten centimeters cheaper, but with such a veteran, he lost confidence for the first time.

"Ah..."

While holding the barrel of the machine gun in his hand and smashing down a Japanese soldier with the butt of the gun, he saw that the brothers did not stand cheaply when they were stabbing, and even some of his comrades were constantly killed by the Japanese army's bayonet. Ma Guoliang heard the platoon leader roaring hard there.

"Machine gun! Sweep these bastards with machine guns!"

Then the platoon leader roared there again.

"Falpine!"

At the same time, Ma Guoliang, who was holding a light machine gun, almost instinctively chose to obey the order. Regardless of the possible accidental injury, he swept to the nearest Japanese soldier. As he pulled the trigger, he shouted, lying down, lying down!

In the shouts of the platoon leader, there were also some machine gunners and submachine gunners shooting with automatic weapons in their hands regardless of the enemy and me. Originally, they took advantage of the stabbing, and the morale was high. The Japanese army was confused by this desperate way of fighting. Jiro Hashimoto just felt that something seemed to enter his chest, and it was heavy. Fell to the ground.

When the Japanese army was constantly hit to the ground by submachine guns and machine gun bullets, there were also soldiers of the Guards who were hit by their own bullets. Perhaps it was thanks to the plain and harsh military law that when the sound of lying down, more people instinctively lay on the ground, even regardless of the Japanese army that they were tearing and killing them may kill themselves at any time. .

Ma Guoliang, who held a machine gun in one hand and changed the magazine with the other, felt that tears were about to flow from his eyes. He killed and injured three or four comrades-in-arms with his own hands. The military order was the military order. When pulling the trigger, it was almost an instinct.

"Kill them all!"

A minute or two later, the red-eyed officers and soldiers shouted, using bayonets and guns to deal with the Japanese army on the defense line. The battle on the riverbank defense line of the Japanese army lasted only a few minutes. Before the end of the battle, the soldiers of the third battalion of the sanjiu regiment continued to advance towards the Japanese army.

With the launch of two signal bombs and the sound of the general attack charge, more than 20,000 officers and soldiers in the front-line trench of the Guards had been waiting for the attack. They immediately jumped out of the trenches and rushed to the opposite shore along the dozens of roads paved by the engineers on the ice with wooden boards. The real battle was by no means the river bank, but under Fengtian City!

(to be continued)