Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

The front lines, heavily damaged by the Japanese fire, had almost all three trenches flattened, leaving the area devastated.

As soon as the artillery fire spread, hundreds of Japanese soldiers, led by several Type 95 light tanks, charged in menacingly.

The front lines remained quiet. Emboldened by the tanks, the Japanese soldiers became even more arrogant, completely disregarding the defending troops.

Seeing that the Japanese had deployed Type 95 light tanks, Zhao Yunwen worried that the soldiers of the 109th Regiment would suffer heavy losses, and coldly shouted:

"Zhang Yi, notify the infantry artillery company to support Regiment Commander Qin. Make sure to take down the Japanese iron turtles."

Zhang Yi gladly accepted the order and left. After capturing several infantry guns, the artillery battalion added an infantry gun company, with a total of 4 70mm Type 92 infantry guns.

The infantry artillery company consists of two infantry artillery platoons, one rocket launcher platoon, and one service platoon, all of which are second-level platoons with 40 men each.

Compared to rocket launchers, infantry guns are better suited for engaging tanks in open terrain.

To improve firing accuracy, the infantry artillery positions were positioned approximately 800 meters from the forward positions on the left flank, facilitating the effective use of flanking fire.

The Japanese troops quickly reached the front line, only to find it deserted, which infuriated them. They punched the air.

The Japanese soldiers were not discouraged, but instead crossed the broken lines and continued their advance.

Four tanks were lined up in a row, with a large number of infantry guarding both sides, making it difficult for the suicide squad to get close.

Inside the 109th Regiment's command post, Qin Qingwu looked grim. Although Zhao Yunwen had promised to hand over the Iron King to the security regiment, he was still unsure and had prepared a second plan.

The fifteen suicide squad members hid among the remaining cotton stalks, which served as the best camouflage net; if all else failed, they would fill the gaps with human lives.

Deputy Regiment Commander Li Yaowen leaned over and said:

"Commander, the Japanese have entered the open area in front of the cotton field. When will Commander Zhao give the order to open fire?"

Qin Qingwu was equally anxious. The Japanese were advancing very quickly, and if they weren't stopped by artillery fire soon, they would reach the core position and the two sides would engage in close combat.

"Wait a little longer, trust Commander Zhao!"

"Also, inform the brothers to be prepared for both possibilities, and to fight the Japanese to the death at any time."

Qin Qingwu's order revealed his true thoughts: he was still uncertain.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a muffled cannon shot came from the flank. Deputy Regiment Commander Li instinctively tackled Qin Qingwu, nearly knocking the latter to the ground.

Qin Qingwu pushed him away forcefully, saying with great dissatisfaction:

"That's the security regiment's cannon!"

Li Yaowen then realized that the enemy had been bombed; two of his tanks were down, and the remaining tanks and infantry were in considerable disarray. He shouted excitedly:

"It's the security regiment's cannon—you damn Japanese devils, you've finally met your match!"

Taking advantage of his weakness to finish him off, Zhao Yunwen coldly shouted:

"Notify the mortar company, bombard them!"

Upon receiving the order, the communications staff quickly signaled to the artillery positions with flags, using the briefest message: "Fire!"

The mortar company brothers couldn't wait any longer. The firing parameters had been adjusted long ago, and upon receiving the order, they immediately began loading ammunition into the mortar barrels.

Twelve 82mm mortar shells flew straight toward the open ground and fell into the enemy ranks in the blink of an eye.

The Japanese soldiers were engulfed by a series of explosions and smoke, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

The Japanese officer screamed in terror:

"Enemy attack!"

Shells rained down, causing the Japanese soldiers to cry out in pain and flee in all directions.

"Good, well done! Bomb those beasts to death!"

Inside the 109th Regiment's command post, Li Yaowen was so excited that he danced with joy. He had never fought such a satisfying battle before.

Qin Qingwu's anxiety finally subsided. As long as he had the support of the security regiment's artillery fire, he was confident that he could hold the core position.

The mortar company provided fire support for more than a dozen rounds, blasting more than 100 shells into the enemy ranks within a minute, scattering the Japanese soldiers and causing more than 100 casualties.

The Japanese soldiers' orderly formation was disrupted, and they were covered in smoke and soot, their morale dropped, but they did not collapse.

The fighting spirit of the 9th Division was evident; they continued to charge forward under the shouts of their officers and sergeants.

The regimental mountain artillery group, located in the rear, quickly joined the battle, focusing their attack on the exposed artillery positions.

Bullets rained down, covering the mortar company's position. However, the soldiers of the security regiment had already moved away along with their artillery, leaving the Japanese with nothing to show for their efforts, though they did destroy a lot of flowers and plants.

Zhao Yunwen had no intention of letting the Japanese run rampant, so he immediately ordered the mountain artillery company to return fire, quickly suppressing the artillery fire of the Kanazawa Regiment.

Kazuo Isao was furious and yelled for the divisional artillery to retaliate. The increasingly intense firepower exposed by the defending troops cast a shadow over his mind.

The artillery defeat did not deter the infantry charge. The Japanese skirmishers continued to advance, reaching within 200 meters of the 109th Regiment's core position and deep into the cotton fields.

Although the previous fire attack burned down most of the cotton fields, there are still quite a few scattered patches left.

When the Japanese infantrymen entered the depths of the cotton fields, they were so disgusted by the horrific scene that they felt nauseous. Looking at their comrades who had been burned to a crisp, they felt not only uncontrollable anger but also an inescapable fear.

"You idiots! The Chinese are too cruel! I protest!"

"Ono-kun...it really is Ono-kun!"

"Wow…"

One of the Japanese soldiers was practically vomiting bile when a sergeant next to him kicked him several times, cursing angrily:

"You idiot, coward!"

"You've completely disgraced the Kanazawa United team!"

The tragic state of their companions deeply affected them. This was completely different from the propaganda from above. What happened to the promise of conquering China in three months?

"Tap tap tap..."

"Tap tap tap!"

Gunfire erupted like popping beans, and a dense hail of bullets rained down on the Japanese soldiers. The 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the 109th Regiment unleashed their full firepower, causing havoc among the Japanese troops.

The Japanese soldiers finally remembered that this was a battlefield, and that they were not invulnerable to bullets; Chinese bullets could also take their lives.

The surviving Japanese soldiers lay prone in the cotton fields, raised their guns and returned fire, some even grabbing a corpse to shield themselves from bullets, prioritizing their own survival.

With the ammunition support from the security regiment, the 109th Regiment became significantly stronger, firing machine gun bullets like water, suppressing the Japanese troops so they couldn't even raise their heads.

Zhao Yunwen's minimap played a crucial role, allowing him to monitor the movements of the surrounding Japanese troops with even greater precision than the "Beidou" satellite. The battlefield was completely transparent to him.

After being promoted to "Warrior", his command ability improved significantly, and his application of tactics became highly proficient.

The main force of the 9th Division had not yet arrived, and the only force facing them was the 7th Infantry Regiment, which had already suffered heavy losses.

After dark, the main force of the security team would arrive first, leaving a half-day gap that Zhao Yunwen could exploit.

A plan to "take advantage of the time difference and severely damage the Seventh Regiment" gradually took shape in his mind, and then he coldly shouted:

"Zhang Yi, send a telegram to Lu Ping, ordering him to change his marching direction, circle around to the rear of the 7th Regiment, and cut off their retreat."

"Send someone to inform Commander Wu to show weakness and not to fight too hard, so that the Japanese will see a glimmer of hope for victory."

"We must keep the main force of the Japanese troops pinned down in the cotton fields, holding out until dawn, without retreating an inch."

"I'm going to make dumplings for the entire Seventh Regiment!"

Zhang Yi had not expected his appetite to be so large.

This is an infantry regiment, so they're not worried about bursting their bellies.

As a staunch follower of Zhao Yunwen, Zhang Yi chose to unconditionally trust his commander and excitedly accepted the order.

Zhao Yunwen slowly turned his gaze to the distance, where the Sixth Regiment's camp was located, exuding a murderous aura.

The Japanese soldiers of the 9th Division were already on his blacklist; if one came, he would kill it.

Two come, two kill!