At four o'clock in the morning of the next day, for today, a special day that every Chinese heart remembers On September 18, 1943, according to yesterday's tactical arrangement, because the troops were too tired to pursue the Japanese army for days, Huo Yuzhang decided to let the 53rd Army rest for two days, and at the same time agreed to Song Yuhang's small actions in private.
Song Yuhang's small actions were not what he said to Huo Yuzhang with a smile, hit a few cannons to get angry, and the only thing that made Song Yuhang's plan difficult was the logistics department, and all the artillery of the subordinate units of the First Mechanized Army with a caliber of more than 75 mm was concentrated on the hillside opposite the pass of Zhaigongfang, and the originally flat gentle slope was already full of dug bunkers, and the five base ammunition was Song Yuhang's promise.
For this reason, Song Yuhang also borrowed dozens of French 75 guns from the 53rd Army, in line with the principle of only a little more, if it were not for the scarcity of ammunition for the two German-made 88 mm anti-aircraft guns of the Huo Yuzhang Group Army, I am afraid that they would also be incorporated into the artillery group by Song Yuhang.
There were still more than ten minutes before the time when the 918th Japanese army launched the invasion, Song Yuhang took out the gold pocket watch of unknown origin and looked at the time, frowned, and then looked at the artillery mirror in vain and looked at the silent Zhai Gongfang for a long time.
Based on distant evidence and information transmitted by the Allied forces, Song Yuhang learned that the Japanese army had as many as six wings and two independent brigades defending Zhaigongfang, and although the establishment of these garrison units was smaller than that of the field wings, the total strength of the troops reached more than 20,000 people.
Finally when the time came, Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief, these ten minutes seemed like a few years had passed for him.
"Wake them up," a playful smile appeared at the corner of Song Yuhang's mouth Xu Tu'an picked up the phone, and the corner of his mouth was gloomy: "Start" The first place to speak was 75 mm and a very small number of 105 mm guns.
The silent mountains were awakened by the dense artillery fire, especially in the valley, which echoed and trembled, and a single cannon could fire several shots.
After the Japanese garrison Major General Saito Moriji woke up from artillery fire, this aristocratic son who had always been proud of his height of 169 centimeters, after graduating from the University of Tokyo, applied for the Army University to enter the army, and it has been smooth sailing, and the reason why he was reluctant to stay in Tengchong was that he did not want to see the pale dead face of the new commander Kobayashi Nakaichi.
Saito Moriji rushed into the command post barefoot and asked for a phone call from the forward garrison commander, who reported to him that it was dark and rain and fog.
There was nothing to be seen from the top of the hill, and the only proof was that the squadron's shelling was very heavy, and a small amount of heavy artillery was also mixed in.
The firing points of the bunkers in the forward area of the Japanese army were not well sighted.
So they opened fire one after another, and for a time the sound of gunfire was mixed.
The commander of the forward garrison of the Japanese army classified the 105-mm howitzer as a heavy artillery.
But retreating to Saigongfang, Yukio Hiroguchi didn't think so.
These artillery shells did not have the kind of heavy artillery that he had learned on Gray Slope.
That chilling whistling.
No matter how solidly a field bunker.
As long as you hit, you can't escape the doom.
The Chinese trick Yukio Hiroguchi suddenly remembered that he had encountered a local Chinese trick on the gray slope and must immediately alert His Excellency Saito Moriji.
Yukio Hiroguchi rushed to the headquarters of Saito Moriji Temple.
He recounted his encounter in the gray slope and the tricks played by Song Yuhang at that time to Saito Moriji Temple.
But Saito Moriji just said to him very calmly: "Hiroguchi Daisa."
It's been a hard time for you these days, so let's have a good rest."
Yukio Hiroguchi saw that Saito Moriji didn't take his reminder seriously.
Immediately said angrily: "You are not responsible for the Imperial Army.
It's dereliction of duty."
Saito Moriji, who was originally pleasant, suddenly dropped the teacup in his hand and shouted: "The people who lost the gray slope position and lost the troops are not qualified to speak."
Immediately, Saito Moriji pointed at Yukio Hiroguchi's nose and said sternly: "You should learn from your subordinates, how can you be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, there is no shortage of cowards in the Imperial Army, and the life history of shame is meaningless."
Yukio Hiroguchi left the command post with a pale face, and the lights in the passage of the bunker flickered on and off due to the vibrations of the shelling and the unstable voltage.
It seems to foreshadow Yukio Hiroguchi's mood at the moment.
Yukio Hiroguchi returned to his room.
It didn't take long for a dull gunshot to ring out in the room The matter was quickly reported to Saito Moriji by the staff officer on duty.
Saito Moriji just snorted coldly and said that he knew, he didn't believe that the squadron had such heavy firepower.
He thinks those are just excuses for Yukio Hiroguchi to fail.
Saito Moriji immediately ordered the staff officers to pay attention to the movement in front at all times, and once the squadron's artillery fire extended, immediately deploy a counterattack, and absolutely not allow the Chinese to occupy an inch of position.
Saito Moriji had a resolute expression on his face, as if he was guarding the Imperial Palace in Tokyo at the moment, as if he had forgotten the original owner of this land After the 75 mm and 105 mm artillery group artillery fire was extended, the Japanese Nanshui Brigade guarding the left flank of the Zhai Gongfang was the first to enter the position, and suddenly the sound of landslides and ground cracks burst out of the fog, and the Japanese defenders immediately panicked, and the light and heavy machine gun projection weapons opened fire together, and the Japanese troops in the right flank garrison position also detonated the electronically controlled mines preset in front of the position.
In the eternal clouds and mist of Gaoligong Mountain, the warring sides are like making trouble in the heavenly palace For a while, the sound of gunfire and artillery actually suppressed the shouting and killing of the Chinese soldiers, and after about ten minutes, the Japanese army finally realized that something was wrong, because the shouting and killing of the Chinese soldiers always floated in the clouds and mist, and slowly the sound of the Japanese guns gradually fell down.
Zhao Guochang, commander of the heavy artillery brigade, walked into the command post quickly, wiped the rain from his face, and said with a regretful expression: "Military seat, the observation post at the front report cannot locate the firing points of the Japanese fortress group."
Song Yuhang nodded, turned to Xu Tu'an and said, "Execute the next stage, and let the brothers in the front trenches rest their throats." ” When the dull sound of artillery accompanied by the sharp whistling sound of close bullets sounded again, the Japanese troops in the covered bunkers, burrows, and half-excavated bunkers realized that this time the whistling sound seemed to contain a huge crisis Boom, boom, boom, boom When the first round of shelling shook the ground, the Japanese defenders hiding in the fortifications were as anxious as rats thrown into iron buckets waiting to be filled with water, and those who were unlucky were wiped out as directly as the fortifications.
Or be shocked to the point that your nose and mouth are bleeding and dying.
When the artillery fire was extended, the panicked Japanese follow-up troops were driven into the fortifications by the officers from the tunnel behind the mountain, but the news that the tunnel had collapsed soon came from the front, and the Japanese had no choice but to use small forces to disperse and infiltrate the reinforcement area, in order to reduce casualties.
At this moment, the Japanese garrison troops defending the left and right flanks of the pass can be described as miserable, the altitude of the pass of Zhaigongfang is nearly 4,000 meters, and the terrain is dangerous, but the steep terrain also limits the Japanese army from transporting a large number of materials to build permanent fortifications, and the Japanese army can only take materials on the spot.
No matter how strong the field fortifications were, they could not resist the bombardment of large-caliber howitzers, especially Song Yuhang, who was determined to deter the enemy.
After ten minutes of rapid fire, the artillery group of the expeditionary force began to divert fire, taking this opportunity to reinforce the Japanese troops.
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When Japanese reinforcements arrived at the gently sloping position under the windward ridge line in front of the pass.
They were stunned by what they saw, the trenches, fire support points, and excavation bunkers had all been moved to flat ground, and the ground was covered with green smoke and loose earth by artillery fire.
Those bare roots of the trees seemed to be still reminiscing about the horror just now.
Just as the Japanese follow-up reinforcements were rushing to repair the fortifications and bunkers, the artillery group simultaneously carried out covering fire on the left and right flank positions of Yakou.
After this attack, no matter what posture the Chinese soldiers made, the Japanese defenders ignored it, and all of them cowered in the mountain tunnels behind the ridge line and refused to come out.
Song Yuhang, who was in a happy mood, also saved the hard-won cannonballs, and Saito Shouji Temple, who was enjoying the shock and dampness in the dim basement, was obviously not in a good mood with Song Yuhang.
In just a few hours of repeated shelling, more than 1,500 troops from the positions on both sides of the pass and the follow-up reinforcements were killed in the artillery counterattack.
Hundreds of wounded.
Saito Moriji was even more frustrated that the shelling had damaged the drainage system of the Japanese tunnel, and now the water in the tunnel had reached the ankle, and the Japanese sappers were wading through the cold and muddy water to find a solution to repair it.
If it weren't for the fact that it was only the surface positions that were destroyed, Saito Moriji would have lost the confidence to hold on, and after a phone call with the bunker group at the front, Saito Moriji ended his temporary panic.
If it weren't for the arrogance and obsessiveness of Saito Moriji Temple, the shelling action organized by Song Yuhang would not have even been able to achieve the current effect, and it can be said that Saito Moriji has helped a lot.
But the same trick can only be played once.
The second time will not work, Song Yuhang looked at the Zhai Mansion hidden in the clouds, he knew that now was just the beginning.
The shelling organized by Song Yuhang also shocked Huo Yuzhang and Zhou Fucheng.
The two people who came to Song Yuhang's command post with great surprise expressed their incomprehension that such a big movement could be made in a so-called small operation.
In particular, Zhou Fucheng, the commander of the 53rd Army, complained to Song Yuhangdao: "Such a fierce shelling.
I knew that I would send troops to follow, maybe I would have taken the Zhai Gongfang in a fit of anger."
Song Yuhang smiled slightly.
He handed two cups of hot tea to the two of them and said: "The Japanese army has been in business for a long time, and it is heavily guarded, and the clouds and fog hinder the artillery effect of our army, the intention of this battle is to deter the enemy, only the surface position of the Japanese army has been destroyed, and the fortress bunker buried by the Japanese army is estimated to be quite complete, and our army will pay heavy casualties if it rashly attacks." ” Huo Yuzhang nodded and said: "Yuhang's words are reasonable, we should attract as many Japanese troops as possible to the surface position, once the Japanese army completely retracts into the tunnel bunker, we will dig out the mouse hole again."
The term "digging the mouse hole" was invented by Huo Yuzhang when the 53rd Army was chasing the Japanese Black Wind Team, and the 53rd Army paid a lot of price when digging the mouse hole.
The commanders were talking about the tactical composition, while the officers and men below were talking about the shelling that had just begun, and there was no doubt that the shelling had swept away the decadence and toil of the officers and men of the expedition for many days, and they were cheered with joy by the flashes of explosions in the clouds and mist.
Not far from the command post, a bald captain of the 53rd Army pinched his waist and said loudly: "Little devil, you also have today, whether it was in Shanghai, Nanjing, Xuzhou, or Changsha, Lao Tzu let you turtle bastards blow up miserably, even in the sky and on the ground, almost blew up Lao Tzu's surname and forgot anything now, what's wrong with the bombing, let's be honest, blow up your sons of bitches."
Although the words were vulgar, they expressed the personal feelings of the officers and men who were cheering up and drenching in joy Huo Yuzhang, Zhou Fucheng, and Song Yuhang from the headquarters smiled knowingly.
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