Chapter 150: The Dawn of Victory (asking for gifts and 5-star reviews)
Chapter 150: The Dawn of Victory (asking for gifts and 5-star reviews)
During the day on July 15, the 1st and 2nd infantry columns continued to attack Myitkyina from the east and west directions.
"The Japs are retreating!" A second lieutenant company commander cheered excitedly and led his company to drive all the Japs out of the position.
“轰、轰、轰”加强给他们连的4辆的M4A3(105)也对着撤退的鬼子后背连连开火,用105mm高爆弹和车顶的12.7mm重机枪欢送他们。
The Japanese soldiers who were running away with their rifles only wished their parents had given them two more legs, and they ran away as fast as they could.
But in the end, no one can outrun bullets and shrapnel.
Most of the twenty or so Japanese soldiers who escaped were knocked down, and only a few of them managed to escape by taking advantage of the terrain.
"Check the position, don't get ambushed by the Japanese's mines. Remember to shoot again if you come across a Japanese corpse, don't get taken away by those pretending to be dead." The second lieutenant company commander commanded everyone to quickly enter the Japanese's position.
Suddenly, "whoosh, whoosh!" sounds were heard as shells whistled through the air.
"The Japanese have heavy artillery, be careful to hide!" The company commander immediately lay down.
"Boom, boom!"
Only two shells fell, and after two loud bangs, everything returned to normal.
"Damn it, that's all the Japanese artillery can do." The company commander spat out the sand in his mouth, patted his clothes and stood up. "If anyone's still alive, make a sound. Let's continue."
Since there was a B-25 with a gun barrel team circling in the sky, as soon as Matsuyama Yuzo's heavy artillery fired, the artillery position would be discovered by the eyes in the sky, and then the artillery team's 155mm artillery would be called in to counterattack.
After losing more than a dozen heavy artillery pieces larger than 100mm, Matsuyama Yuzo had to order all the heavy artillery units to be split into groups of 1 or 2 artillery pieces and deployed in a dispersed manner. Only sporadic heavy artillery fire would be provided for each support. Even if they were countered by artillery fire, the losses would not be too great.
Although this method significantly reduced the loss of heavy artillery, the artillery support of several shells of 100mm or more at a time was obviously too weak. Matsuyama Yuzo could only watch as one position after another was taken away by the relaxed troops.
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"Hey, what? Hill 079 has been taken? Okay, you guys hold on, I'll send the 3rd Battalion's reserves up."
"What? You want ten more boxes of 12.7mm ammunition? I don't have ten boxes. I can only give you one box at most."
"Need support from the regimental headquarters' 82nd mortar battery? I'll transfer the call to you right away."
Numerous staff officers came and went, responding to various phone calls and radio calls from the front line, creating order within the chaos.
When Zhang Chi brought Qi Quan into the headquarters of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Column, what they saw and heard was such a busy scene.
"Commander, Column Commander. Why are you here?" The 2nd Regiment Commander immediately stepped forward and saluted. "It's dangerous here. We're within range of the Japanese heavy artillery. Please return, sir."
It’s not okay if I don’t come.
A general who only knows how to hide in the rear cannot win.
Whether it is Hans Rommel or Russia's Rokossov, famous generals often have to go to the front line to inspect in person in order to obtain first-hand information and grasp the battlefield situation.
After all, the headquarters battle reports are not a specialty exclusive to the Japanese. The reports sent by the subordinate troops are forwarded through layers and are often distorted due to various subjective or objective reasons.
Now is the critical moment when his troops are attacking a big city for the first time. Zhang Chi naturally has to take some risks and visit the front-line command post in person.
He looked around. According to the White Eagle instructor's instruction, the 2nd Regiment's forward command post was a semi-underground bunker covered with logs and thick soil. Unless the Japanese heavy artillery shells hit it directly, it would not be a big problem to withstand general artillery bombardment.
"That's right, I haven't returned what the instructor taught me." Zhang Chi stepped forward. "The Japanese heavy artillery was so scared that they only dared to fire two rounds of blocking fire before moving on. Your headquarters is so well hidden, why would the Japanese waste their precious heavy artillery here?"
"So there's no need to worry at all."
As he said this, he patted the 2nd Regiment Commander's shoulder affectionately and said, "Well done! I heard from Qi Quan that your regiment broke through the fastest in the entire 1st Column, and the casualties were not heavy, so I came to see you."
"Yes! Our 2nd Regiment is the best infantry regiment." The commander of the 2nd Regiment shouted immediately.
"Okay, you are worthy of being my soldier who has been following me since the John-affiliated airport. You did a good job." Zhang Chi nodded with satisfaction. The other party was one of the prisoners he rescued, and now he is the commander of a regiment with more than 3000 people.
"Thank you for your cultivation!" The commander of the 2nd Regiment puffed out his chest.
Zhang Chi laughed, remembering a famous spy drama. "Hey, our 212th Division doesn't talk about that. It's all about your personal performance. You have the ability and military achievements, so this position of regimental commander is rightfully yours."
"I heard that you have now taken Hill 079?" Qi Quan suddenly interrupted.
"Yes, we just took it and are strengthening our defenses."
"We've taken 079, and all we have left is 093." Zhang Chi paced to the front of the map.
On the map, there are only two small hills, 079 and 093, in the north of Myitkyina. After they are all taken, the whole city will be like a bride with her arms open, waiting to be picked by Zhangchi's troops.
"If you close the door and beat the dog, the dog will be beaten to death. It will be funny if the door is not closed yet." Zhang Chi muttered.
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Dozens of kilometers away, a fast-moving team was speeding on a simple road. The motorized team consisting of tanks, half-track vehicles, trucks, and jeeps stretched for several kilometers.
"We have to stop for a while. Many tank platoons below are reporting unusual noises from their gearboxes." Inside the command half-track vehicle equipped with an antenna, the marching staff officer looked at the column leader Hao Yi.
Hao Yi opened the map and spread it on his legs.
Looking at the map, the rest of the journey to the Mogang Bridge is accessible by road, and it will only take another 1 or 2 hours to get there.
Although it took a lot of time to bypass Myitkyina City through the wilderness, the marching speed of the fully motorized troops still far exceeded Hao Yi's expectations.
Even if he stops for a few hours to rest and carry out maintenance, he will arrive more than 20 hours ahead of schedule.
"Okay, then give the order to rest and have a meal." Hao Yi said in a relaxed tone. After all, this was the first large-scale roundabout operation of the Kuai Zong. Now that the destination was in front of him, he finally felt relieved.
The staff officer immediately picked up the radio and shouted: "Big Ben calling all regiments, Big Ben calling all regiments, stop moving forward, check and eat, repeat, stop moving forward, check and eat."
As the order was delivered.
The motorized infantry regiment, light armored regiment, mobile artillery regiment, motorized logistics regiment, and motorized air defense battalion stopped advancing one after another.
The soldiers hurriedly got off the car, draining the water as needed and repairing the machinery as needed.
At the command of the leading officer, many soldiers took out the field rations affectionately called "Commander Zhang's paper box rations", took out the compressed biscuits, canned luncheon meat, and chocolate bars, and began to eat with aluminum kettles with orange juice powder.
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