Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

At the position of the 10th Independent Regiment, the Japanese artillery bombardment had just ended. The battalion commander Wang Dahai looked at the wounded being carried away, wiped the loose dirt off his face, looked at the Japanese who organized another wave of charge, waved his hand holding the pistol, and shouted loudly: "Prepare for battle!"

As an elite non-commissioned officer transferred from the headquarters, Wang Dahai was selected as the acting commander of the 10th Independent Regiment when the 4th Division lacked grassroots officers. As an old soldier who had fought in the Songhu battlefield and experienced the Battle of Xinkou, he knew the enemy's infantry tactics well. The artillery had finished firing and the enemy's infantry was about to come up.

Seeing that the new soldier next to him had a strange look on his face, he knew that this was a new recruit who had just arrived on the battlefield. He lay down next to the soldier and started chatting with him.

"Comrade, do you see the enemy's scattered lines? Don't be nervous. Just hold your gun and shoot without aiming."

Hearing this, the young soldier looked at Wang Dahai standing beside him and asked hesitantly, "But Captain, isn't this a waste of bullets?"

Wang Dahai said with a relaxed look: "Don't be afraid of wasting bullets. We fought the two battles of Wangjiazhen and fired thousands of tons of shells and tens of millions of bullets, which scared the attacking devils."

When the young soldier heard this, he immediately asked curiously: "Battalion Commander, are the Japanese still afraid?"

Wang Dahai chuckled and explained, "The Japanese have been fighting in Longguo for three years, and their tactics have not changed much. They just charge with infantry, bombard with artillery, and charge with infantry after the infantry charge."

Pointing at the charging Japanese skirmish line, Wang Dahai said with a smile: "When we were in Shanxi before, if the Japanese dared to charge like this, our battalion's heavy artillery company would open fire. Now our troops in East Shandong are expanding too fast, and the technical arms are not replenished in place, so we can only make trouble for our infantry. Boy, remember that you can fire 10 bullets at a time, while the Japanese can only pull and shoot. Why are you afraid of them? These little Japanese are not invulnerable."

After saying that, Wang Dahai raised his rifle, aimed at a Japanese sergeant, and shot him. He patted the young soldier on the shoulder and said, "Look, the little Japanese is dead. Relax and shoot as much as you can."

Hearing Wang Dahai's words, the soldiers immediately relaxed and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the Japanese's skirmish line. The intensive firepower slowed down the Japanese's charge momentum.

Wang Dahai looked at the Japanese who were suppressed in front of the position, so he picked up the phone and called the instructor.

"Hey, Lao Wu, what's going on? I've been firing for five minutes, why hasn't the machine gun position opened fire yet?"

Instructor Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Lao Wang, our machine gunners suffered heavy losses during the previous Japanese attacks. The Japanese in front of us are a group of old Japanese. Their grenade launchers, mortars, and infantry guns were aimed at our machine gun positions. Our machine gunners suffered heavy losses."

Hearing this, Wang Dahai was stunned, then looked at the charging Japanese soldiers solemnly. It was indeed as Instructor Wu said, this group of Japanese infantry were like consumables, drawing firepower for the Japanese artillery in the rear.

Thinking of this, Wang Dahai slapped the telescope and said to the other end of the phone: "Old Wu, don't those anti-aircraft guns have a long range? You let the anti-aircraft guns fire. The casualties of our frontline soldiers are too high. I see that the Japanese seem to have organized a new wave of charge. Your firepower support must keep up."

"Understood, Captain. I will go talk to the reserve team in the rear and ask them to send us a machine gun company."

"Okay, as soon as you can."

After Wang Dahai hung up the phone, he looked at another wave of Japanese soldiers charging forward, slapped his telescope and said, "Hit them hard."

...

Lieutenant Colonel Morita watched as another wave of Japanese soldiers charging forward were dispersed, and he reprimanded the infantry captain beside him, "Your soldiers have no combat capability at all. It's only a few hundred meters, why can't they charge forward?"

The infantry captain explained aggrievedly: "Mr. Morita, when our First Infantry Battalion attacked the enemy's flank, we encountered heavy artillery fire from the enemy and suffered heavy losses. Now our remaining soldiers are charging under the enemy's fierce firepower and it is difficult to advance."

Lieutenant Colonel Morita put down the telescope in his hand with a look of helplessness. Two infantry battalion captains had died on the way to the charge, and he couldn't let all his officers die in a war of attrition.

Then he gave the order: "Hold the heavy artillery battalion to bombard the position in front of us, and arrange for the resting Samura Battalion and Watanabe Battalion to enter the attack sequence. After the heavy artillery stops attacking, immediately start the charge and make sure to capture the position in front of us before dawn tomorrow."

"Hay."

After receiving the order, the Japanese heavy artillery battalion began to bombard the blocking position of the 10th Independent Regiment. Chen Lei in the rear looked at the falling shells and asked the anti-tank gun: "Can we eliminate the Japanese artillery position?"

After calculating the distance, the anti-tank gunner shook his head and said, "Our infantry has dug anti-artillery holes to minimize losses. We cannot put our artillery in danger because of a heavy artillery battalion."

Chen Lei said solemnly, "Wait a minute, let the first battalion withdraw. They have held out for eight hours and repelled more than a dozen waves of the Japanese. Let them withdraw and rest. I will lead the third battalion to hold on."

The anti-tank gun looked at Chen Lei with a solemn face, knowing that he was worried about the soldiers of the first battalion, but the division headquarters had repeatedly ordered that military and political cadres should not be sacrificed on the front line at the same time. The political commissar of the 10th Independent Regiment had just died, so it was impossible for Chen Lei to take over the anti-tank gun.

Seeing the silent anti-tank gun standing there, Chen Lei slammed the table and said angrily: "The third battalion has just been formed. If I don't go up, what will happen if the soldiers of the third battalion desert?"

The anti-tank gun was silent for a while, then said, "An officer company will come to support us from the division headquarters. Our officer company and the third battalion will go up to us. Old Chen, the 10th Independent Regiment will be handed over to you."

As soon as the anti-tank gun said this, the room fell into silence. Chen Lei knew very well that the anti-tank gun was going to go up with the officers' company.

Chen Lei could only look at the map with hatred, there was nothing else he could do.

Because the task assigned to the 10th Independent Regiment by their superiors was a head-on blocking battle.

.....

The 10th Independent Regiment was in a stalemate with the Japanese, and the 6th Independent Regiment, which was the vanguard of the infiltration forces, encountered a Japanese division head-on.

Chen Hai, the head of the Sixth Independent Regiment, looked at the attacking Japanese soldiers and asked the political commissar beside him in confusion: "Damn it, why is there a Japanese division on Kunyu Mountain?"

Political Commissar Qi Yu looked at the Japanese Marines in front of him, rubbed his eyes, pointed at Dengzhou on the map and said, "I'm afraid the Japanese landed from here."