Sword: Heart of Iron

Chapter 34: Counterattack, Multi-party Coordination

"Sir, urgent secret message from the Army Group Headquarters!"

"The 358th Regiment has launched a counterattack against the enemy at the entrance of Tuancheng!"

Wang Feng was dozing off in a chair, and he immediately opened his eyes when Zhao Fangyuan came in.

"Notify the artillery unit to bombard the target position!"

"Cover a regiment to launch an attack."

"The battle will be resolved within three hours!"

Zhao Fangyuan: “Yes!”

To the rear, the mortar battalion position.

Twelve 60mm Jin-made mortars were lined up in a row, with their black muzzles pointing obliquely towards the sky.

Originally, the 1st Temporary Brigade was only equipped with six mortars. After receiving the supply assistance specially approved by Yan Laoxi, the number of mortars suddenly doubled.

With such a scale, it would be inappropriate to divide it into company-level units, so we simply expand it directly to battalion-level organization.

Battalion commander Zou Xiangwen held a signal flag and shouted loudly.

"Correct the elements!"

"put!"

The sound of the shells rebounding after hitting the bottom was clean and sharp, and the power caused by the simultaneous firing of twelve mortars should not be underestimated.

One shell after another drew a parabola in the silent night and landed accurately in the Japanese camp.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky in the camp. The sound of the explosion startled the Japanese soldiers, who rushed out of the occupied houses one by one and looked around in panic.

"idiot!"

"Enemy attack, emergency assembly!"

The Japanese logistics officer walked out of the door cursing, with his belt not yet tied tight. Inside the room, a naked woman was curled up in the corner of the kang, her hands tightly clasped across her chest, with several tear marks on her face.

The Japanese army moved quickly, but Zhang Hu had already launched the attack first.

Long before the shelling, the Second Battalion took advantage of the cover of night and terrain to reach the outside of the camp.

As soon as the cannon sounded, the attack was launched immediately.

There are three battalions to cooperate with it, one on the east side and the other on the west side.

boom!
The mortar battalion’s firepower was projected very quickly. In the narrow space, the dense barrage of bullets almost made it impossible for the Japanese army to raise their heads.

On the high ground, Zhang Hu looked at the soldiers fighting fiercely below and became impatient.

"First battalion commander!"

"To!"

"The Japanese have taken the bait. Brothers from your company, go support the Second Battalion."

"Everyone else, follow me!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Hu put the pistol in his hand into his waist, picked up a Type 38 rifle from the side, and jumped out of the bunker first.

The battle below was fierce, and the Japanese troops in the camp had no time to care about the high ground.

"defense!"

"Baga! Shoot!"

The logistics officer drew out his command knife and shouted at the top of his lungs.

There was only one straight main road to attack the camp from the east. The Japanese were very cunning and built two temporary heavy machine gun positions on the spot with the help of sandbags and other shelters.

Da da da!
The bullets fired from two Type 92 heavy machine guns blocked the Second Battalion's attack route.

"battalion commander!"

"I'll get it!"

The hot-tempered soldier couldn't stand this humiliation, so he picked up a string of grenades and rushed forward.

But they were all stopped.

There were high walls on both sides of the road and no shelter at all to offer protection.

The skilled Japanese machine gunners had very high accuracy in their point-fire, with a hit rate of over 30%.

Running away now is no different from committing suicide.

The second battalion commander hid in a corner: "Damn the Japs!"

"Damn it, where's my Japanese cannon?"

"Push it up to me!"

The Japanese guns mentioned by the second battalion commander were exactly the two Type 92 infantry guns of the infantry artillery company directly under the brigade.

Compared with mortars, infantry guns are more suitable for deployment on the front line to provide effective supporting firepower for the infantry.

The combat weight is more than 200 kilograms. An artillery team of ten people can pull this gun quickly with only three people, and can cooperate with the attacking infantry. At the rear, about one kilometer away, a Type artillery team is deployed here.

"Load!"

"quick!"

The squad leader also serves as a gunner. At this moment, he is hiding behind the gun shield, constantly urging the loader at the rear.

"One high-explosive round, loading complete!"

The squad leader narrowed his eyes. It was very difficult to carry out accurate direct fire strikes in the dark.

"put!"

boom!
The shells landed in front of the position.

After the thick smoke from the explosion dissipated, the Japanese machine gun positions were still firing at full power, and the flames ejected from the muzzles were extremely conspicuous in the dark night.

"Come again!"

"Keep loading!"

"Yes!"

The squad leader made minor adjustments to the shooting angle and took a few deep breaths to steady his breathing.

"put!"

boom!
As the explosion sounded, the two machine guns on the Japanese position instantly fell silent.

The second battalion commander showed a look of joy: "Charge!"

"We must not give the devil any chance to breathe!"

"Fight and seize the camp!"

"kill!"

The shouts of killing reached the sky. The attacks of the second and third battalions were very fierce, and the Japanese army gradually could not withstand it.

At the critical moment, Zhang Hu personally led two companies of troops and joined the battlefield from the south side of the camp, and the situation began to completely tilt.

The gunfire continued for nearly an hour.

After the battle was over and everything was confirmed to be safe, Wang Feng led the brigade headquarters slowly into the camp.

"Sir, I have accomplished my mission!" Zhang Hu, panting, ran up to him covered in dust, saluted and stood at attention.

Wang Feng nodded slightly. Although he was sitting at the back, he could see the situation on the battlefield clearly through the three-dimensional combat map.

"Well done."

Zhang Hu grinned and said, "Thank you for the compliment, sir!"

The group came to the threshing ground in the village.

On the open ground, a huge rain shelter was supported by wooden stakes.

A large amount of combat supplies were neatly arranged inside.

Zhang Hu pointed at the dark green ammunition boxes piled on the ground, his face full of pride: "When we arrived, the Japanese were planning to destroy these supplies..."

Wang Feng walked forward and opened a wooden box.

What caught the eye were densely packed small iron boxes. When the boxes were opened, they were filled with yellow-orange bullets.

There are at least hundreds of wooden boxes like this.

These are nothing, as there are four Type 92 infantry guns and hundreds of 70mm grenades placed on the side.

Twenty grenade launchers and eight Type 92 heavy machine guns.

There were more than twenty Taisho Type 11 light machine guns, also known as the Type 99 light machine guns.

Two Type 94 mortars.

There are also hundreds of Type 38 rifles.

The more Wang Feng looked down, the harder it was for him to suppress the corners of his mouth.

made money!

So much money!
Those damn Japanese are really rich.

What a coincidence that I arrived at the right time.

This transit camp had just received a large batch of combat supplies from the rear, and before it could be sent to the front line, it was attacked by the 1st Temporary Brigade.

Wang Feng picked up a rifle and looked it up and down: "What are the casualties?"

Zhang Hu: "More than 300 people died and more than 500 were injured."

Wang Feng said in a low voice: "Well, bury the sacrificed brothers on the spot."

"Write down the name afterwards."

(End of this chapter)