Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Like the 1st Independent Brigade, the 112th Division defending the Taihua Mountain front also adopted tunnel warfare.

The 38th Division of the 112th Army had a defense area of ​​30 kilometers on the south bank of the Han River, but because it was deployed in an oblique line, the front reached 40 kilometers.

This width far exceeds the defensive capabilities of the 112th Division!

Since the division commander was transferred back to China for study, the deputy division commander Wang Yaohui took on the burden of commanding the entire division. He had fought in Jingpo Lake and was a master in tunnel warfare!

As soon as the 112th Division entered the position, they built tunnels. Because the battle line was too long, the 112th Division adopted a strategy of focused defense. They built a large number of tunnel fortifications in the three main positions of Taihua Mountain, Yangjiao Mountain, and Dinggai Mountain.

Taihua Mountain Front 336 Highland,

After a morning of fierce fighting,

Battalion commander Liu Mo received disappointing news that the regiment’s mortar shells had been used up. They would not receive any fire support this afternoon!

However, the team leader told him that if he couldn't hold on, he could withdraw temporarily and there was no need to hold on!

On the 336 high ground, only three large anti-artillery holes were dug, with a 30-meter-long passage in the middle.

All 127 officers and soldiers of the entire battalion were crowded in this tunnel, with only three lookouts outside!

Liu Mo looked at the 563th Heights of Wenheng Mountain to the west, which was defended by the 1rd Battalion of the 3st Independent Brigade.

自从独1旅接替50军150师之后，整个文衡山和泰华山防线就稳如泰山，而独1旅有效保证了112师的侧翼安全！

It is impossible to retreat, because the 336 Hill they are defending is behind the 479 Hill defended by the main force of the regiment. If they retreat, the 479 Hill will be attacked by the enemy!

Liu Mo said to the correspondent,

"Turn the walkie-talkie to the Independent Brigade channel!"

The microphone was extended to me.

Liu Mo started to shout,

"Mr. Chang, are you there? It's me, Liu Mo!"

"What are you doing, Lao Liu!"

"There's no food back there. Beggars will be here soon. Get me some!"

"Okay, no problem! I still have food!"

He was very familiar with Chang Qingyou, the commander of the 1rd Battalion of the 3st Independent Brigade. They were comrades in the same squad at the Jingpo Lake base.

In recent days, whenever the enemy's offensive needed to be fierce, Liu Mo would call Chang Qingyou for fire support!

Down the mountain, in the American camp,

Major Grant's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Hill 336. The news of Company B's failed attack in the morning was like a heavy hammer, shattering his heart.

From the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, the battlefield was littered with corpses, broken limbs and arms were intertwined with scattered guns and ammunition, and the screams of wounded soldiers echoed in the smoke, filling the air with a sense of despair.

Grant's Battalion replaced Fleming's Battalion, which had suffered heavy casualties, two days ago. As a result, in just three days, his battalion suffered almost two-thirds casualties!

"We can't lose like this!" Grant roared at the top of his lungs, his voice full of reluctance and madness. He drew the pistol from his waist, fired several shots into the air, and roared, "Follow me, this is our last chance!" The remaining soldiers looked ashen, but under his coercion, they dragged their heavy steps and launched a final desperate assault on Hill 336.

At the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen US tanks and armored vehicles fired close to cover the soldiers' attack!

Just as they climbed halfway up the mountain, they were struggling to move forward when suddenly a chilling sharp whistle came from the flank. From the 479 high ground on the west side, two firing points spewed out fire snakes, and a string of dense shells poured down like deadly meteors. The soldiers who were charging with their heads down were instantly torn into pieces by the powerful firepower, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and their bodies fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut.

"Seek cover!" Grant yelled at the top of his lungs, but his voice was instantly drowned out by the sound of gunfire. A soldier next to him turned around and was hit by a shell, which instantly blew him to pieces. Hot blood splattered on Grant's face, with a disgusting smell.

Grant hid behind a shell crater, holding his head in his hands, his body shaking uncontrollably. He watched the soldiers fall down in droves under the machine gun fire, and fear overwhelmed him like a surging tide. His former ambitions were gone, leaving only endless despair gnawing at his heart.

On the battlefield, the wounded soldiers struggled in pain and wailed in despair, but their cries for help were soon drowned out by the sound of a new round of artillery fire. In front of the position, corpses were piled up, broken limbs, guns, and helmets were scattered all over the ground, and there was a dead silence, announcing the tragic failure of this desperate assault.

On the 495 high ground, at the entrance of a tunnel, three volunteer soldiers quickly pushed back a 20mm machine gun. A layer of shell casings was scattered on the ground.

Just as they pushed into the pit, they heard the whistling of artillery shells and continuous explosions at the entrance of the cave. Ling Wei, the soldier walking at the end, felt his calf go numb and blood gushed out down his trouser leg. A piece of shrapnel had cut off a piece of flesh on his leg!

Two comrades hurriedly dragged him into the tunnel, and one soldier took out a first aid kit and began to bandage the wound on his leg!

Ling Wei was panting heavily, thinking that he was lucky. According to the rules, he could only fire 20 shells and then quickly retreat. However, today, seeing that there were too many American troops, he couldn't help himself and fired 40 shells, almost killing himself!

The 495rd Battalion was stationed at Hill 17. They dug several holes in the tunnel on the flank, facing the direction of Highway 20 at the foot of the mountain, and deployed 12.7mm cannons and mm heavy machine guns.

These firing holes not only blocked Highway 17, preventing the US armored forces from infiltrating, but also provided support to the 112th Division's positions on the east side!

The main peak of Wenheng Mountain,

In the tunnel,

Kang Huaifu was staring at the telegram in his hand, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if he was shrouded by a heavy pressure. He took a deep breath and then sighed heavily.

The news brought by the telegram from the Zhisi was like a bolt from the blue, and Kang Huaifu's mood fell to the bottom.

The telegram brought some terrible news - the U.S. Army had learned the tactics of penetration, breaking through the defense line of the 50th Army on the west side, and bypassing the rear, causing the crucial Xiushi Mountain position to be lost! The 50th Army had to retreat to the second line of defense.

The 50th Army suffered heavy casualties in this battle. They had tried their best, but facing such a powerful enemy, it was extremely difficult to hold on until now. However, the loss of the Xiushishan position brought a huge change to the entire battle situation.

Because of the loss of the Xiushishan position, the flank of the 1st Independent Brigade was completely exposed to the enemy, which undoubtedly brought them unprecedented pressure. Kang Huaifu's heart tightened, he knew that this meant that the 1st Independent Brigade would face an arduous battle, and the pressure they would bear would be beyond imagination.

Then, the correspondent handed over the second telegram.

"The main force of the Volunteer Army on the eastern front annihilated a British brigade and an Australian division in Hoengseong County and achieved a great victory. In view of the exhaustion of the troops after fighting for more than a month, starting tonight, the 1th Army, the 1st Independent Brigade and the 50th Army will all retreat to the north bank of the Han River!"

Kang Huaifu's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to sunny. He could finally withdraw! If he continued to fight and wiped out all his troops, it would be hard to explain to Old Yin!