Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 640 Burn these bastards to death!
At first, the Japanese soldiers at Niutuo Village Fortress thought it was just a routine artillery barrage by the Eighth Route Army.

A routine artillery barrage before a probing attack.

Yesterday, a unit of the Eighth Route Army also attacked Niutuo Village.

However, the Eighth Route Army only bombarded the area for less than half an hour before stopping.

However as time goes by.

The artillery firepower of the Eighth Route Army became stronger and stronger, and the shells fell more and more densely and accurately.

Inside the main fortress of Niutuo Village.

Even Yamazaki Masao and a group of Japanese soldiers hid in the air-raid shelters below the fortress.

Listening to the continuous, deafening roar.

The Japanese soldiers couldn't help but look horrified.

"Baka! Where did these Eighth Route Army guerrillas get so many cannons?!"

Masao Yamazaki remained expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil. If this were a field battle, the 107th Regiment would have been severely damaged after a few rounds of artillery fire from the Eighth Route Army.

Does anyone know how many cannons the Eighth Route Army used?

"A staff officer asked."

"700 guns," the artillery company commander said with a solemn expression. "No less, including 300 heavy guns."

"Nani?"

Upon hearing the number of cannons used by the Eighth Route Army, Yamazaki Masao's forced composure began to crumble.

The remaining Japanese officers and staff officers immediately looked on with despair.

The entire 107th Regiment only had four 75mm mountain guns!

The artillery firepower deployed by the Eighth Route Army was more than 200 times that of the 107th Regiment!
Needless to say, the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops in the various fortifications were even more numerous.

The cowardly Japanese soldiers and puppet troops were already terrified.

"Gentlemen, do not panic."

Seeing the morale visibly plummeting, Yamazaki Masao forced a straight expression, quickly reverting to his cold, expressionless demeanor.

"The fortifications and reinforced concrete works built by the Locust Army are very sturdy. Even if the Eighth Route Army had 1 cannons, they could not destroy our fortifications."

The fact that the new regiment possesses 203mm heavy howitzers.

Only the First Army Headquarters and a group of Japanese division commanders knew about it.

The Japanese soldiers of the 109th Brigade and the Yoshino Regiment knew about it.

However, they have all gone to see Amaterasu.

If even the Japanese soldiers below knew in advance, their morale would plummet.

"Yes."

Major Fumino, Chief of Staff of the 107th Regiment, also stated:

"The Japanese army is invincible!"

The morale of the Japanese soldiers and officers quickly rose.

Two hours later.

"It's been two whole hours!"

"Isn't the Eighth Route Army's shelling going to end yet?!"

Major Fumino glanced at his wristwatch, his eyes wide with disbelief, and roared.

After two hours of shelling, the reinforced concrete bunkers, minefields, and barbed wire surrounding Niutuo Village have all been destroyed, leaving only the main fortifications of the fortress.

The telephone lines to the division headquarters and three other fortresses were also destroyed, so they could only communicate by radio.

Now, only the main fortification remains of the entire Niutuo Village Fortress.

The morale of the 107th Regiment, which had been artificially boosted, was shattered after two hours of shelling.

Instead, despair prevailed.

However, Colonel Masao Yamazaki, the regimental commander, still stubbornly insisted: "The Eighth Route Army's artillery cannot destroy the main fortifications of Niutuo Village!"

"As soon as the shelling stops, the Eighth Route Army's infantry will charge in!"

"Then, it will be time for you all to reap the rewards!"

Colonel Yamazaki was unsure of himself, but at this point, he had no choice but to try to boost morale.

Otherwise, the 107th Regiment would really be finished.

……

New First Regiment Artillery Column Command.

"what time is it?"

Wang Chengzhu lowered the eight-times magnification binoculars on his chest and looked at the artillery staff officer beside him.

"Report, it is 11:05 now."

The shelling began at 9:00 AM sharp, meaning each artillery group bombarded for a full two hours and five minutes. Of course,

Each artillery group is not firing rapidly. If they were firing rapidly for more than two hours, even the best quality gun barrels would not be able to withstand it.

Behind each artillery group, shell casings were piled up like a small mountain, and large trucks constantly traveled between Yangqu and the artillery positions, delivering shells of various calibers to each artillery group.

"Continue the shelling," Wang Chengzhu said without the slightest fluctuation in his tone.

The regimental commander's order was to bombard for three hours, not a minute less.

In Li Yunlong's view, the more than one million shells prepared this time should be used up no matter what, since Boss Lin will reimburse them.

As long as one more soldier survives on the battlefield, it's worth it!

"Yes!"

The artillery staff officer, holding a walkie-talkie, shouted loudly:

"Continue the bombardment!"

At 11:30, with only half an hour left.

Wang Chengzhu ordered the other artillery groups to rest temporarily and commanded the B4 heavy howitzer battalion to fire on the main fortifications of the Japanese.

Precision shooting is needed to destroy the main fortifications of the Japanese army.

When other artillery groups fire, it obstructs the view of artillery observers.

With a series of thunderous explosions, several 203mm concrete-penetrating shells struck, and the main fortifications of Niutuo Village were destroyed like dry leaves.

The 203mm howitzers ceased firing, while the other artillery groups resumed firing.

Half an hour later, the artillery and tank columns ceased firing.

The Japanese soldiers who had survived in the underground fortifications thought that the Eighth Route Army infantry was about to come up.

They all emerged from their fortifications to prepare for the attack by the Eighth Route Army infantry.

However, a buzzing sound came from the sky, and the Japanese soldiers, terrified, quickly hid in the artillery shelter.

Thirty medium bombers swept over the four fortresses of Dongshan.

Heavy aerial bombs fell with a sharp whistling sound, and the Japanese soldiers who did not have time to take shelter in the underground bunkers were blown to pieces.

……

"Open your eyes wider, all of you!"

"Those little devils are like ground squirrels!"

In the attack formation of the First Column of the New First Regiment, Wang Yousheng, the company commander of the 12th Company of the 2nd Battalion, who was in charge of leading more than 200 soldiers in the attack, kept shouting instructions:
"Watch out for tunnel entrances and openings. Throw grenades directly into any openings, and then have the flamethrower soldiers spray fire inside."

"Pay close attention to your surroundings, and if you spot anything suspicious, fire a burst of bullets."

Wang Yousheng witnessed the New First Regiment annihilating the Japanese troops in Ping'an County when it advanced into northwestern Shanxi, and he immediately joined the New First Regiment.

After that, Wang Yousheng became a soldier in the First Battalion of the New First Regiment. He participated in several large-scale battles and always took the lead in the charge. He was brave in battle and good at learning. Now he is an infantry company commander with rich tactical command experience.

As Wang Yousheng gave the order, the soldiers advanced methodically and cautiously towards the Niutuo Village fortress.

Wang Yousheng had sharp eyes, a PPSh submachine gun hanging on his chest, and a Colt pistol on each side of his waist.

"Xinei!"

Near a surviving reinforced concrete underground bunker, a commotion was heard inside, and two Japanese soldiers, bayonets fixed, charged out towards two soldiers from the 12th Company.

Wang Yousheng reacted quickly, picking up his PPSh submachine gun and riddling the two Japanese soldiers with bullets.

Just then, another Type 97 melon grenade was thrown out of the bunker and rolled right next to Wang Yousheng.

"Grenade!"

Wang Yousheng kicked the grenade away and quickly lay down.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded a few meters away, and shrapnel hit Wang Yousheng's foot, leaving a bloody gash, but it didn't injure any bones or tendons.

"What a stupid little devil!"

Wang Yousheng was enraged and shouted:
"Flamethrower!"

A few steps away, a burly flamethrower soldier carrying a fuel canister quickly stepped forward and aimed it at the entrance to the underground bunker.

"Covering fire!"

Wang Yousheng and the others kept firing and throwing grenades inside.

"Da da da"

"Boom boom boom"

The flamethrower soldier immediately released the safety, pressed the four control valves, and then pulled the ignition trigger, sending a tongue of flame shooting into the underground bunker.

A series of Japanese screams suddenly came from inside the underground bunker, and three Japanese soldiers, their bodies engulfed in flames, ran out screaming.

A soldier was about to kill a Japanese soldier with his gun when Wang Yousheng shouted:

"Don't fire! Burn these bastards to death!"

(End of this chapter)