Chapter 629: Hacksaw Ridge Ahead
Chapter 629: Hacksaw Ridge Ahead
The Japanese were suddenly in a panic as they were surrounded by enemies.
Some of the remaining devils tried to resist stubbornly by relying on the ruined fortifications.
But the infantry squad of the Nanyang Army had already rushed to close range.
Then, Sun Fumin saw a scene that made him even more stunned.
He saw that in the infantry squad of the Nanyang Army, in addition to the common Garand rifles, light rifles, and Thompson submachine guns, two powerful weapons that he had never seen before were suddenly displayed.
One type requires only two people to operate, one to set up a thick and long barrel, and the other to load it;
The other type can be carried and launched by one person.
"That is……"
"That's our domestically produced Type 44 88mm recoilless rifle, used for squad-level direct fire," the staff officer said proudly. "The one carried by one person is called the 'Iron Fist RPG,' um... a personal rocket launcher, specifically designed to take down those small, inaccessible structures like bunkers."
Before he could finish his words, the weapons opened fire.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The 88mm recoilless gun shells accurately penetrated the Japanese firing points built on the rocks, blowing them up into the sky.
The "Iron Fist" rocket launcher, with its tail flame, directly bombarded the foxholes or simple bunkers where the Japanese gathered.
Sun Fumin counted carefully and found that a standard infantry squad of the Nanyang Army had 11 people.
In addition to riflemen, they are usually equipped with a light machine gun, several submachine guns, and several disposable rocket launchers.
Sometimes it is reinforced with an 88mm recoilless rifle.
This firepower density...
Sun Fumin just felt his scalp tingling.
Is this a fucking class?
This firepower is almost as strong as the supporting firepower of a platoon or even a company of domestic troops!
There are submachine guns for suppression at close range, rifles at medium distance, and light machine guns at long distance. If you encounter a tough enemy, you can directly use recoilless guns and rocket launchers.
It is equivalent to each class carrying a direct-fire artillery.
How is this played?
The Japanese's pitiful Type 92 heavy machine guns and grenade launchers were completely useless in the face of the Nanyang Army's overwhelming firepower.
Destroy and destroy.
Truly devastating.
The Nanyang Army's offensive front advanced at an astonishing speed.
The Japanese defense line melted and collapsed quickly like ice and snow under the sun.
Sun Fumin put down the artillery scope and remained silent for a long time.
What he just witnessed was more than just a battle.
What he saw was a dimensionality reduction attack based on powerful industrial strength, advanced communication technology and new tactical concepts.
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The battle on Iwo Jima continues.
In the field of view of the artillery telescope, the small hill north of Shuri looked like a ferocious beast crawling on the ground.
Behind this high ground is the northeast of Shuri Castle, which the Japanese called Maeda Highlands "Hacksaw Ridge".
On the small hill, the coral rocks are rugged and the vegetation has been shattered by artillery fire, revealing the dense tunnel entrances and shooting holes underneath.
According to intelligence, the remnants of two Japanese regiments were entrenched here. Relying on natural caves and frantically dug fortifications, they became the hardest nail blocking the Nanyang Army's advance route.
The observation post where Sun Fumin was located was in a good location, overlooking most of the battlefield.
In addition to the Nanyang staff, there were also several serious-looking White Eagle observers around him - obviously, they also wanted to see how capable this Chinese-led army was.
On the Nanyang Army side, the main force of the 6th Infantry Division was dispatched, reinforced by three newly replenished native regiments and an armored regiment.
Further out on the sea are the Nanyang Navy's "Sentinel"-class shallow-water heavy gunboats and Casablanca-class aircraft carriers, ready to provide devastating firepower support at any time.
In the morning, the attack began.
There was no tentative infantry charge, and the opening was an almost luxurious fire preparation.
The Sentinel-class heavy gunboat on the sea surface roared first, the roar of the 356mm cannon making the chest numb even from a great distance.
Huge shells streaked across the sky, crashing down onto the tops and slopes of the plateau with breathtaking roars. The earth-shaking explosions seemed to plow the entire mountain flat.
Carrier-based aircraft took off from the aircraft carrier, dived and strafed the suspected Japanese positions, dropped bombs and napalm bombs, and instantly turned a large area into a sea of fire.
The moment the artillery fire extended, the ground troops moved.
The tank engines roared, and the Shermans of an armored regiment formed a steel wedge formation, their tracks rolling over the scorched earth and slowly moving forward.
Behind each tank, there was an elite infantry squad - this was a close infantry-tank coordination that Sun Fumin had never seen before.
He carefully observed these infantry units through the artillery telescope and immediately discovered their subtlety:
Each team consists of about twelve or thirteen people, and the division of labor is extremely clear.
Several infantrymen armed with Garand rifles were responsible for guarding the flanks and rear, searching sharply for any suspicious movements.
Two soldiers armed with submachine guns provide continuous automatic suppressive fire from the squad.
An M1919A4 heavy machine gun team chose favorable terrain to establish a support point at a later location.
The most important thing is that in the squad you can always see squad leaders carrying walkie-talkies, shooters carrying long-barreled "Iron Fist" rocket launchers or 88mm recoilless guns, and... flamethrower operators carrying heavy fuel tanks and holding spray guns.
The tank used its main gun and coaxial machine gun to accurately fire at exposed firing points.
Once a tough nut to crack is found—such as a half-buried concrete machine gun bunker—the tank will pause briefly, and the infantry squad will immediately disperse to provide cover.
The walkie-talkie soldier called urgently.
A moment later, either mortar shells or divisional artillery fired from the rear suppressed the attack, or the recoilless gun team quickly moved forward and blew a hole in the bunker with a "boom".
Then, under the cover of fire from his comrades, the flamethrower operator approached like the god of death, aimed at the hole or tunnel entrance, and pulled the trigger.
"call--!!!"
A ferocious fire dragon tens of meters long suddenly rushed out and instantly poured into the fortifications.
The shrill, inhuman screams could be faintly heard even from the observation post, followed by the muffled sound of ammunition exploding and billowing black smoke.
That scene sent a chill down Sun Fumin's spine.
The Japs did struggle.
They sent out "suicide squads" carrying explosive packs and mines, trying to crawl over from the side ravine to blow up the tanks.
However, the infantry units of the Nanyang Army were extremely vigilant. They surrounded the tanks, and the crossfire network formed by Garland and Thompson shot these desperadoes into sieves, preventing them from getting close at all.
The progress seems slow, but it is actually extremely firm.
Steel, fire and precise shooting formed a concerto of death, gradually eroding the Japanese's outer positions.
Those painstakingly constructed machine gun nests, sniper points, and mortar positions were silenced and collapsed under the Nanyang Army's three-dimensional and efficient attack.
The daytime attack captured a large number of outer positions, but the core area of the high ground, those bottomless and interconnected caves and tunnel systems, were still in the hands of the Japanese.
As night falls, the battle here enters a more brutal and bizarre stage.
Sun Fumin originally thought that the Nanyang Army would rest and wait for dawn.
But he was wrong.
The night became the stage for another group of elite troops of the Nanyang Army.
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