On December 11, 1937, the 33rd Regiment of the Japanese 16th Division, attached to the Third Battalion of the 35th Regiment, stormed the Zijinshan position of the Teaching Corps under the cover of tanks, but failed to make progress despite the stubborn resistance of the defenders.
Major Guan Yuan Meji, captain of the third battalion of the 35th Regiment, was killed in action.
After nightfall, in order to consume the strength of the defenders, the 33rd Regiment began to set fire to the mountains and bombarded them with mountain artillery.
The defenders' fortifications were severely damaged.
The fire burned all night, and before the burnt smell and thick smoke dissipated, the officers and soldiers returned to their respective positions to repair the damaged fortifications.
The western highlands were completely gray and black.
Due to the high terrain and the lack of wood, the damage was not serious.
However, the main position was in dire straits.
The bunkers and heavy machine gun positions reinforced with logs and trees were completely missing.
Even the command post was completely destroyed.
Half of it was burned down, and everyone was rushing to repair it.
Zhang Wei raised the telescope in his hand and looked into the distance.
The early morning mist blocked his sight.
The fire burned all night last night.
The Japanese army must have been determined to win today.
They organized the fortifications.
The soldiers were ready and clenched their weapons.
Zhang Wei was swimming in the trenches with He Kun, Qiu Wei and other four platoon leaders.
On the one hand, it is to inspect, and on the other hand, it is to encourage the soldiers.
Dong Erli is leading the soldiers of the mortar squad to repeatedly explain the essentials of using grenades in the trenches.
Seeing Zhang Wei coming over, Dong Erli quickly stood up and stood at attention.
"Sit down" Zhang Wei waved his hand, how are they practicing?
"They can do it all, but they haven't fired live ammunition.
There are four grenadiers and four grenade groups.
We plan to divide them into two groups.
I will command one group, the deputy squad leader will command one group, and the remaining two soldiers will follow us to observe the movement.
"Move, the two are arranged in one direction, and the main position and our high ground can be taken care of," Dong Erli said confidently.
Zhang Wei nodded with satisfaction: Well, not bad, let's do it this way.
If you and I are alive later, I will definitely get you a real mortar.
If both of us break, then forget it.
Dong Erli smiled and watched Zhang Wei leave before continuing his work.
Qiu Wei and He Kun followed Zhang Wei.
Qiu Wei asked: "Company Commander, can we survive today?
I listened carefully and looked at it just now.
There was a commotion at the Fuguishan Corps Headquarters.
It seemed that we had been attacked."
Artillery, there was a lot of gunfire at the 87th Division position yesterday, but there was no movement today.”
He Kun also glanced at Zhang Wei doubtfully.
Zhang Wei thought to himself: It's not certain whether these people can survive the afternoon even if they stay for one day.
This Qiu Wei is a good person, and he can also observe other troops.
"You guys, don't think too much.
There will be a decision from above.
If you really can't keep it, there will be an order.
There are still so many people, so just keep it for now."
Seeing Zhang Wei's firm attitude, the two of them thought in their hearts.
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No other ideas.
Zhang Wei also returned to his position.
The war was going on.
If the morale of the army was not stable, it would be bad.
He had to stabilize a few platoon leaders.
Although he knew that on this afternoon in history, all the troops would be in chaos if they retreated.
And his arrival will not produce a "butterfly effect" that is enough to change the overall situation.
Lying down in the solid trench, holding the Zhongzheng gun tightly in your hand, this is the most real thing.
The fog has dispersed, and the winter sun shines through everything.
I'm afraid the Japanese are about to start attacking.
According to past practice, as long as the vision is clear and the weather is good, the Japanese army will attack immediately.
But now they have already met the conditions for attack, but the opposite side has been slow to move.
It seems like we are going to play big.
On the artillery position of the 16th Division, the artillery regiment captain was receiving orders and vague reminders from the division staff.
The troops attacked for three consecutive days and took less than a day and a half to capture the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum Highlands and several surrounding areas.
The secondary positions and the main position of Zijin Mountain are indeed difficult to attack, but under such fierce artillery fire, With the cooperation of armored vehicles and tanks, the position was still controlled by the Chinese soldiers.
The division commander was very angry, and the infantry regiment commander below was scolded bloody.
He believed that the artillery regiment was also responsible, although he could not say where the mistake was. , what is the responsibility, but in the eyes of the division commander, everyone is guilty for not taking the position.
Breakthroughs have been made in Guanghuamen, Qixia Mountain and other places, but only the 16th Division is still standing still.
Of course Hisao Tani is angry.
The delay in attacking today is to give the following a warning.
At the same time, it also allows the artillery to be more prepared for firepower.
The artillerymen in the array adjusted the pitch and height of the artillery based on the data from the altimeter and rangefinder, and a small number of gunners who had newly installed peripheral vision mirrors were taking aim.
There are mountains of shells next to the artillery.
Today, we need to shoot them all out.
Boom, there was a sound of artillery, and the four 38 field guns fired first.
This was the school firing cannon.
The sounding balloon rising from behind had to correct the shooting elements according to the impact point of the cannonball.
On Purple Mountain, several artillery shells hit the main position, but the Western Highlands on the right wing was safe.
Zhang Wei cursed and told the soldiers to take cover.
A minute later, the sound of howling artillery shells was heard.
The entire field artillery regiment began to prepare for today's firepower.
The regiment's 75 mountain artillery also Adjust the elevation angle and add shooting.
Bombs also began to fall in the Western Highlands, and the main position had already become a sea of flames.
"Don't touch your chest and abdomen to the ground.
Keep it free.
Don't shatter your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys."
Zhang Wei reminded him at the top of his lungs.
The veterans in the team were very calm, but those newly recruited transport soldiers yesterday had never seen this scene.
The brave ones were fine, but some timid ones were already frightened and sat on the ground unable to move.
The veterans around them were desperately trying to move.
He pulled back and saved his life.
The double mental and physical torture made some transport soldiers cry.
Soon, the cry was suppressed by the sound of the second extended round of artillery fire.
The extended artillery fire hit the top of the mountain, and the flying rocks fell down.
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The two unlucky guys on the West Highland were hit.
Become a piece of flesh and blood.
Several high-pitched artillery shells flew over.
A few hundred meters behind the mountain, that was the regiment headquarters, Zhang Wei thought worriedly.
A transport soldier who couldn't bear it threw away his gun and ran out of the trench, crying and running away.
"Come back, come back."
Zhang Wei and other soldiers shouted at the same time.
In the end, he failed to outrun the shell and was blown to pieces on the front hillside.
The main position was also boiling.
The flat terrain was destined to be hit by more artillery shells.
Zhang Wei squinted his eyes and saw that half of the civil bunker they had worked hard to repair had been blown up.
As the logs went up to the sky, there were even a few soldiers.
's body.
After the forward extension, the artillery fire began to fire in the reverse direction.
In the past, after the forward extension of the artillery fire, they would stop.
But this time, for a more violent bombardment, they chose a different stopping method.
The artillery fire extended from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then plowed back from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
The shrapnel fired in the opposite direction crackled on the sandbags.
Fortunately, the terrain in the Western Highlands is good.
After the shelling, Zhang Wei thought that less than ten people were killed in the shelling.
Thanks to the good terrain, Zhang Wei and the soldiers shook off the dirt on their bodies and stood back in the trench, preparing for the baptism of the infantry charge.
You can still vaguely hear the painful shouts and roars from the main position.
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