In this way, although the Japanese army is more suitable for defense, it has no way to withstand the artillery shells above its head.
The shells flying down above their heads can kill the Japanese troops more efficiently.
The place where Mingzhe Siye was was relatively safe. It was a huge crater blown up by a large-caliber artillery.
His soldiers used gasoline barrels to build a very simple air raid shelter for them on the side of the crater.
But such a simple air raid shelter can already avoid most of the damage caused by artillery bombardment.
"The enemy's troops are still attacking us. Their firepower is very fierce. If this continues, we may not be able to hold on until dawn."
Mingzhe Siye shouted loudly.
But there was no response from the other end of the phone.
Now, it is almost impossible to expect Sakon Shiya's troops to support him.
Now Mingzhe Siye can only call Daliang Zhe and ask him to send troops to support them.
The intensive artillery bombardment made Mingzhe Siye realize that they could no longer withstand it.
The enemy also bombarded them with large-caliber artillery before, but the scale of the enemy's bombardment was not too large.
Because, at that time, the artillery fire of the howitzer regiment of the Fourth Army was scattered to every corner of the battlefield, and it was almost never concentrated for a single bombardment.
But this time it was different. Their artillery units were finally able to carry out a large-scale, concentrated bombardment against the Japanese army.
With hundreds of artillery pieces, it is not easy to cover this narrow area where the enemy is.
When the Fourth Army's ground artillery was bombarding, the Fourth Army's bomber formation also began to carry out ground bombing.
They dropped aerial bombs and napalm bombs based on the markers left on the ground.
If they encounter an aerial bomb, the Japanese soldiers still have a chance of survival.
However, if they encounter something as pervasive as napalm, they are destined to die in the most tragic way.
"The enemy's air forces are also bombarding us. I hope you can at least send a support force again to support our operations."
Although he knew there was little hope, Mingzhe Siye still yelled.
Before the Fourth Army¡¯s artillery bombardment and air strikes arrived, Mingzhe Siye naively thought that they could hold on until dawn.
But this time, after encountering the fierce attacks from the artillery fire of the Fourth Army and the Eighth Route Army, as well as the aerial firepower, he realized that the enemy was planning to launch a general attack on them.
Although the enemy had launched some attacks on them before, those attacks did not occur on the sides or front, but on their backs.
The enemy¡¯s active attack is just to compress their living space.
But this time it was different. The enemy's artillery and aerial firepower were very fierce, exceeding anything before.
Based on his own experience, Mingzhe Siye also knew that the enemy did not intend to postpone the battle between them until dawn.
The enemy on the opposite side has no intention of doing so and is giving them the opportunity and time to wait for reinforcements.
They plan to launch a general attack. They plan to kill themselves and other Japanese soldiers in this place.
When he thought of this, he heard the bombardment of artillery shells and the roar of aircraft, which became sparse at this time.
He put down the walkie-talkie he used to call and looked outside.
At this time, the battlefield seemed to be very quiet, only the wailing of wounded soldiers could be heard in the distance.
But such a wailing sound is destined to be drowned by such a thick night, and it is also destined to be torn apart in such a night wind.
This silence made him think that all the noise just now was just a nightmare.
Now he only needs to give himself a slap in the dream, then he can wake up and hear the teacher's scolding and the classmates' ridicule in his middle school classroom.
"Their shelling is over."
At this time, the staff officer beside him murmured.
The violent bombing just now and the sight of other Japanese soldiers being killed and injured made him a little confused at this time.
Suddenly, the sound of the Charge broke the silence.
¡°Dudududu!!!¡±
The extremely high-pitched voice of the Charge completely woke Mingzhe Siye at this moment.
He looked ahead in disbelief.
Finally, he reacted and shouted: "Soldiers, enter the position, this is the enemy's charge signal."
Those Japanese soldiers who had just escaped from the shelling and had not crawled out of the soil heard his roar at this time.
But many soldiers could no longer hear them. They were turned into pieces of meat and buried in the soil.
There were also many Japanese soldiers who, at this time, got up from the ground again and entered their shabby defensive positions that had been bombarded.
If that can still be called a defensive position.
The surviving commander of the Japanese army was also running and shouting at this time, gathering his surviving soldiers.
Most of the Japanese soldiers¡¯ faces were covered in blood at this time, as if they were ghosts coming from hell.
But they still entered their respective fighting positions amidst the roar of the commander, like zombies.
In front of them, in the forest with dancing shadows, amid the loud sound of horns, soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were charging towards them with guns in hand.
¡°Fire!!!¡±
The Japanese commander roared.
But as soon as the Japanese commander finished speaking, he heard a loud whistling sound.
The whistling sound was so sharp that her pupils shrank at this time.
"boom!!!"
A bullet flew over and penetrated his head directly.
The steel helmet on his head could not provide him with much protection.
At this time, an even denser rain of bullets poured onto the Japanese defensive positions.
The machine guns deployed by the Eighth Route Army in the rear began to cover their charging troops moving forward at this time.
¡°Fire and shoot!!!¡±
The Japanese soldiers roared angrily, with their rifles and machine guns in their hands, they kept pulling the triggers at the flashing figures in front of them.
And around them, there were rockets, mortars, flying bullets, etc. that kept falling.
"Anything in this can kill these Japanese soldiers."
But this Japanese army had no other choice, they didn't even have a chance to escape.
The Eighth Route Army opposite them seemed too lazy to persuade them to surrender.
Those Eighth Route Army soldiers who were not afraid of death divided into skirmish lines and launched attacks on the Japanese positions from four directions almost simultaneously.
The Japanese infantrymen, relying only on their remaining firepower, could barely withstand the jets of bullets flying from the front.
¡°Withstand them!!¡±
Mingzhe Siye roared angrily and kept waving the command knife in his hand. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com