Sword: Heart of Iron

Chapter 74: Flesh and Blood Build a High Wall

Zhao Fangyuan rushed in: "Sir!"

"speak."

"The Second Battalion encountered the Japanese. The Japanese troops in Donghui Town are sending reinforcements to our flank!"

Compared with the ridge road, the area where the Second Battalion was stationed was flatter and wider, which was also conducive to the large-scale deployment of the Japanese army.

It's just a bit of a long way.

Wang Feng snorted coldly.

"Order the Second Battalion to hold on for eight hours!"

Zhao Fangyuan responded: "Yes!"

As he said that, he was about to walk out.

Wang Feng slammed his fist on the table: "Wait a minute."

"Call Song Wenjie again, six hours. I will only give him six hours!"

"In six hours, the second and third regiments will be transferred directly to the logistics unit and go clean the toilet for me!"

Zhao Fangyuan pressed his heels together: "I understand!"

The perspective returns to the bird's-eye view interface.

Under the command of the battalion commander, the Japanese army has launched two attacks on the first battalion.

They were all beaten back by Zhang Hu.

Seeing that the frontal position could not be captured for a long time, the Japanese captain had evil ideas.

Arrange two squadrons to launch a feint attack from the front, while the remaining troops will secretly approach the flanks.

The position was too small to deploy infantry artillery, and the only artillery fire was from grenade launchers.

The Japanese grenadiers were of high quality, and experienced operators could basically hit the target without missing a single bullet at a distance of more than two to three hundred meters.

The machine gun position was the main target of the grenade launcher. It was still spewing fire snakes ten minutes ago, but now it has mostly stopped firing.

"Kill him!"

The Japanese captain drew his command knife and organized the third counterattack.

This knife followed him from Korea to North China, and then to Shanxi. It drank the blood of countless Chinese people along the way. The sharp cold light on the tip of the knife made people shudder, but he felt at ease with it.

Chinese soldiers are extremely weak.

He can only play tricks in the dark.

What a big deal!

"attack!"

After the order was given, the Japanese troops who had been gathering strength on the spot quickly charged towards the heights on both sides. Waves of shouts and screams accompanied by the sound of gunfire echoed in the mountains.

Top of the slope.

Zhang Hu was covered in dust and dirt. He shook off the sand in his hair and gritted his teeth secretly: "Fight back!"

"Beat those damned Japs back!"

Although they suffered considerable losses, the morale of the First Battalion did not drop at all. Since the regiment commander was on the front line and Wang Feng's command post was not far away, the overall organization even showed a slight upward trend.

Only when the general does not covet life can the soldiers be brave and fearless of death!

Although the morale was commendable, even if the soldiers pulled the bolt of the Type 38 rifle to produce sparks, the firing rate could not be increased.

The weak firepower network could not stop the Japanese army's charge, and the devil soldiers were gradually approaching.

Thirty meters. Twenty meters.
Zhang Hu shouted loudly: "Bayonet!"

"Prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

"kill!"

When the Japanese army was about to jump into the trench, the soldiers of the first battalion suddenly stood up and thrust their sharp blades into the bodies of the Japanese.

The hot blood splashed on their faces and the bodies of their comrades lying on the ground aroused the ruthlessness in the soldiers' hearts.

What is there to be afraid of the Japs?

Just kill and that's it!

Using bayonets, rifle butts, and stones, the soldiers tried every possible means to fight a fierce battle with the Japanese army in front of them.

Some soldiers were seriously injured and unable to move. Not wanting to die in vain on the battlefield, they used their arms to tightly hold the thighs of Japanese soldiers passing by, and were reluctant to let go even though they were stabbed several times.

"Kill the devils"

Adrenaline rushed through the body and the smoke in the air temporarily numbed the soldier's sense of pain. When he felt that his blood was about to run out, he barely opened his eyelids and looked at his comrades.

On his deathbed, the soldier thought of his family at home.

"The commander has a roster. If I die like this, I will be considered a martyr. The pension should be enough for me to find a beautiful wife."

Similar scenes are no longer uncommon on the battlefield.

Zhang Hu killed several Japanese soldiers in succession and turned around to look around.

The soldiers' fighting spirit was beyond imagination. The more than 300 Japanese soldiers who rushed up were delayed in the front line and were unable to continue attacking deeper.

Several soldiers noticed Zhang Hu and wanted to run over to cover the commander.

Zhang Hu pointed forward and roared, "Go kill the devils! Don't worry about me!"

"People can die, but the position must not be lost."

"Go!"

Inside the command post.

Zhao Fangyuan frowned and said, "Sir, do you want the Third Battalion?"

Through the lookout, one could directly see the battle situation of the first battalion. The movements of the Japanese army were very obvious, with feint attacks from the front and detours on both sides.

Judging from the situation, the first battalion can’t hold on any longer.

Wang Feng came back to his senses: "Pull the 1st and 2nd companies from the 3rd Battalion to support the 1st Battalion, and the 3rd Company will rush to the New 1st Regiment!"

"Be fast!"

The First Battalion was in a terrible situation, and Li Yunlong's situation was not much better. If the New First Regiment was defeated and the Japanese troops on the ridge joined forces, there would be no need to fight this battle.

Zhao Fangyuan responded and without hesitation, quickly passed down the combat order.

Wang Feng's perspective returns to the bird's-eye view interface.

The fighting situation on both sides of the front line was tense.

In narrow terrain and when the number of people is roughly the same, close-range hand-to-hand combat is the most effective way to narrow the gap between the two sides.

Soldiers from both armies fought intensively, and were blood-thirsty.

Zoom out your bird's-eye view.
rear.

Upon learning that the troops heading to Kashiwagii had been ambushed, Colonel Ichiro Morimoto of the 79th Infantry Regiment rushed to Tokai Town to supervise the battle.

The Baimujing area is of vital importance from a geographical point of view. By occupying this place, we can cooperate with the right column in the north to encircle Niangzi Pass from both sides.

"Your Majesty Colonel!"

The person commanding the battle here was the regiment chief of staff. When he saw Ichiro Morimoto, he bowed and greeted him in a low voice.

Iichiro Morimoto nodded and sat down on the chair. There were obvious splattered bloodstains on the backrest.

The people of Donghui Town also evacuated before the war, and only a few of them remained. After the Japanese army entered the city, they suffered a brutal and crazy massacre.

The saber and its scabbard stood on the ground, and Morimoto Ichiro placed both hands on the handle: "How is the battle going on the front line?"

Chief of Staff: "The enemy also split into two groups. One group set up defenses in the wide valley, and the other group chose to ambush on the mountain ridge."

"The ridge is narrow and not suitable for the deployment of troops, so the battle progresses slowly."

Morimoto Ichiro twisted the tassel on the handle with his fingers: "Send two squadrons to attack the enemy's back from the side and rear!"

The chief of staff was stunned: "Sir, there is only one ridge road leading from Donghui Town to Baimujing. This?"

Morimoto Ichiro waved his hand: "All members of the attacking force should be lightly equipped. In mountain warfare, the lack of roads is not a problem."

"That's actually our advantage. When the battle is at a stalemate, only by taking the enemy by surprise can we achieve a great victory!"

The chief of staff was amazed: "Your Excellency is wise!"

"I've learned a lesson from you."

Hearing the chief of staff's praise, Morimoto Ichiro was secretly delighted.

The regiment commander, who was an instructor at the Army University, likes to use theoretical knowledge from textbooks to teach these front-line officers who have a background in actual combat.

After walking out of the room.

The Chief of Staff separated two squadrons from the crowded troops on the ridge.

The selected squadrons handed over all excess weapons to friendly forces, and soldiers were only allowed to carry one rifle, two grenades and twenty rounds of spare ammunition.

Plan to use a compass, along with a map of the area, to traverse the dense jungle.

All these transfers did not escape Wang Feng's eyes.

While adjusting the dispatch on the bird's-eye view interface, he couldn't help but be amazed at the Japanese troops unloading their baggage and preparing to set off.

This trick is really vicious.

Sending soldiers across a valley covered with dense forests is not sure whether they can successfully arrive.

Once the plan is implemented, the defense line built by the flesh and blood of the soldiers of the first battalion will be broken in an instant.

Wang Feng measures data in a three-dimensional map.

"If you want to reach the rear of the first battalion from the starting point, the straight-line distance is at least one kilometer."

The position was small and the distance between the two armies was too close.

There is simply no way to create enough tactical depth.

Wang Feng turned his head and said: "Change the battle plan. The first company of the third battalion will defend the rear, and the second company will support the front line."

Zhao Fangyuan was stunned for a moment, then responded: "Yes!"

The military commander is the king on the battlefield. The first quality of an excellent soldier is absolute obedience.

Wang Feng nodded.

Zhao Fangyuan's reaction was expected. To others, this order did seem nonsensical.

With such a shortage of troops, a company of soldiers was deployed to defend a mountain forest where there were no roads at all.

It's still a deployment without any basis.

No one else can understand it.

But that's what combat command is.

Why is intelligence important?

In conventional combat, the commanders of both armies are unclear about the other side's deployment. Suppose a troop attacks from the flank at this time.

How do we know if this is the main force of the enemy?

Rely on reports from officers on the battlefield?

What if you meet someone who likes to brag?
Even though they encountered the main force, they were able to downplay the incident to their superiors.

If the officers on the battlefield were cowards, especially some Nationalist troops, they would retreat as soon as they got wind of the Japanese attack, without even waiting for both sides to deploy their battle formations, and would not even dare to fight.

When held accountable, they concealed the truth and lied that they had encountered the main force.

According to this method of reporting intelligence, the enemies encountered by the entire army are the main forces of the enemy, and there is no need to fight this battle.

A few hundred Japanese troops were able to surround tens of thousands of nationalist troops under intimidation.

After all, the most basic job of a commander is to keep guessing and making inferences.

Be able to discern intelligence and information.

The battle is like a blind game of chess. It is impossible to see through the opponent. The commanders of both armies are playing according to their own guesses. In the end, whoever's guess is closer to reality has a greater chance of winning.

But in Wang Feng's eyes, blind chess became clear chess.

The Japanese troop movements were clearly visible to him.

(End of this chapter)