The military guards were in various bunker groups of different sizes called the Ramen Fortress in Songshan, the Japanese called the Ramen Fortress - the mouth of the mouth, the Yin Mountain, the Gulongpo and the main peak heights. These bunkers were crafty and solid, with passages between the forts connected, and chariots could also drive in and out of the bunkers. In addition, there were huge arms warehouses and military brothels with dozens of prostitutes. But most importantly, their sturdyness was incredible.

After the fortifications were completed, Lieutenant General Kawabai Masao, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese Myanmar Front, Lieutenant General Mutaguchi Ryoya, and Lieutenant General Matsuyama Yuko and Lieutenant General Matsuyama-chief were both personally watched heavy artillery bombardment and aircraft bombing tests. When the test results showed that several 500-pound heavy bombs hit directly, they failed to damage the interior of the fortifications, several Japanese leaders were ecstatic. Lieutenant General Kawabai Masao later said in a report to the commander-in-chief of the Southern Army: "The firmness of the Masaoyama Fortification is enough to withstand any degree of violent attacks and can be held for more than August."

Obviously, to win Songshan at that time, it would be a very difficult battle in the military field, and it would not be possible to pay a rare price. This destined that Songshan would write a tragic result in modern military history!

So, a hellish bloody battle began in Songshan. The soldiers of the National Army were about to compose a powerful anti-Japanese song that shocked the world and wept the ghosts and gods here.

The bloody battle in Songshan began with the bombing of 30 US "-29" aircraft. When the planes and cannons plowed the Japanese positions into scorched earth, the 71st Army Lieutenant General personally supervised the formation and the national army began to attack Songshan.

Soldiers in yellow military uniforms attacked the hillsides densely along the valleys and hillsides. They believed that the remaining Japanese troops would not be too difficult to deal with. Because according to the information, there were only 3,400 defenders on the mountain. There were 5 artillery and 10 machine guns. After US bombers were fully "careful" by US bombers, as long as they rushed to the main peak highland, the blue sky and white sun flag could fly on the top of Songshan.

500,400 meters, 500 meters, the Japanese army was silent, 200 meters. The Japanese army was still silent, and the more they came into the mountain, the silence became more and more sinister and ominous. When they were about to reach the top of the mountain, it seemed like a rush was rolled up. Machine guns, small cannons, and grenade launchers spewed out flames from the hidden bunkers, forming a crossfire net, mines, and grenade smoke columns rising and falling. The explosion sounded, and the black smoke rising from the position swallowed up the gray bodies of the soldiers.

The shadows, countless smoke pillars rose and fell, and the shadow of death gradually covered the sky. The machine guns fired, not ten, fifty, and one hundred. The powerful fire net enveloped the gray crowd, throwing them into the pool of blood and death. The Chinese soldiers fell down like mowed grass, and the yellow corpses rolled all over the hillside. The 1st Battalion of the main attack regiment only retreated a row of people, and the battalion commanders were all sacrificed on the hill. All this happened within a quarter of an hour.

If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, Commander Zhong wouldn't have believed the fact that the Japanese drove his troops down the mountain in the blink of an eye. So after the second round of shelling, a larger-scale attack began again, but the attack still failed.

Commander Zhong was angry. Not only was he angry, he was also frightened and uneasy because of his failure. Behind the commander, the commander of the group army, the commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Army, and the chairman were watching Songshan, watching the powerful 71st Army defeated the enemy's mere garrison and failed to form a army. His subordinates defeated the battle, but he could not tolerate the consequences of failure.

Under the commander's personal supervision of the battle, the 28th Division took turns to attack. The commanders at all levels supervised the battle. The soldiers were forced by the guns of the supervision team, like groups of prisoners with ashes, rushing towards the Japanese fire net. Sometimes a mountain was captured during the day, but was taken back by the Japanese at night, and the mountains were covered with the bodies of Chinese soldiers.

Songshan is destined to bring a catastrophe to the 71st Army!

The repeated attacks were made in a single manner, and the supervision and charge without rational supervision caused the soldiers to develop fear and despair in the face of unavoidable death. Instead of revealing the corpse in the wilderness, it was better to live by themselves. So a group of deserters appeared. They either fled in the mountains and forests, or fled back to the mainland by taking advantage of the night. Half a month of the first battle, the 28th Division suffered 3,000 casualties, nearly half of the escaped troops, and the remaining troops were disintegrated, and the offensive declined day by day, and they fell into a situation where they could do nothing.

Commander Zhong did learn that the Japanese garrison had a total of more than 1,200 troops, ten, more than 100 machine guns, and several tanks.

"It should be killed, Zhong Bin should be killed." After hearing the detailed story of Wei Lihuang who was walking with the plane, Wu Ming slapped the handrail hatefully and said loudly: "This commander ignores the lives of thousands of soldiers, has a simple mind, and blindly supervises the battle. It really deserves to be the case.

Thank you all."

Wei Lihuang's adjutant's face changed and he said, "The Songshan Fortress is solid and known as Gibraltar on the Burmese Road. It is understandable that our army will not defeat the attack."

"It's understandable to be affection?" Wu Ming looked at the adjutant with his eyes squinted. "It took him nearly a month to fight and realize the strength of the Japanese defenders. He never even took tactical actions like grasping his tongue in Matsuyama. The tactics were monotonous and dull, forcing soldiers to touch the enemy's fire nets and bombs with their flesh and blood. This was also understandable to be affectionate. Such commanders who only care about their futures were incompetent and stupid. They would get retribution when they stepped on the soldiers' bones and climbed to a high position."

Wei Lihuang was also very unhappy. After all, Wu Ming's explicit criticism of the Expeditionary Army generals was also a shame.

"What's the point of General Liu?" Wei Lihuang asked in a deep voice over his unhappiness.

"There is no right to speak without investigation." Wu Ming retorted bluntly: "I am not like some generals. When I look at the map, I will set any indicators for the troops below, limiting a certain day to capture a certain target, talking about war on paper, and harming the country and the people."

"You..." Wei Lihuang's adjutant was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"However, even if I didn't see the situation on the front line, I knew that this style of play was wrong." Wu Ming rolled his eyes at the adjutant, "Have you eaten a big cake? You don't start from the side, but plunged into the center of the cake. It would be strange if you don't touch your face with oil?"

Wei Lihuang raised his hand to stop the angrily adjutant who wanted to defend himself, stared at Wu Ming, and said thoughtfully for a while: "The enemy is strong, fortifications, fortresses, and firepower. If you fight with the enemy for gains and losses, you will be able to get into the enemy's plan. You must destroy the fortifications, clear the fortresses, and kill the stubborn enemy. Yu Shiqiu will be good. Starting from the outside, the destruction of one bunker and one bunker gradually advances to the center of the bunker group on the top of the mountain. Although this seems slow, it is solid and effective."

"The flamethrower is the nemesis of the bunker, and the combat defense cannon can also play a role in the anti-flame fire." Wu Ming added: "Call the surviving soldiers, mark the Japanese bunker and fire points, and then organize the firepower group, the fire spitting group, and the blasting group to perform their duties and continuously assault the established targets."

"In other words, based on current weapons, there is no time-saving way to deal with such a strong fortress that looks like a hedgehog." Wu Ming remembered the battle example of the US military sprinkling blood from Iwo Jima and causing heavy casualties. "Only by using the most reasonable tactics, step by step, and pulling out the thorns one by one."

Wei Lihuang sighed softly, looked at Wu Ming with a complex gaze, and then said quietly after a while: "Creativity determines the method, and the method determines the result. Why can only pay the price of bleeding bring about a new understanding and profound reflection on the art of war?"

Wu Ming was stunned and looked at Wei Lihuang strangely. He finally understood who was behind the screen when Chiang Kai-shek met.

"Habitual thinking, numb and outdated concepts." Wu Ming criticized incisively: "Since the War of Resistance Against Japan, all kinds of unfavorable factors have been emphasized, so he is used to putting himself in the position of the weak. Once he wins, no matter how much the price he spends, he will be complacent and publicize, and never consider whether such victory is worth it, whether it is gained or lost. In the long run, the commander will maintain a numb feeling about the casualties of the troops. Just like now, if the 200,000 national troops defeats the 30,000 Japanese troops, there will be only 10,000 people left in the 200,000 national troops. I think who has the face to regard himself as a winner. No matter how many national troops there are, he can withstand a few such victories."

Wei Lihuang remained silent, and even the adjutants and guards who were with him seemed to be feeling something.

"There are many Chinese people, and they can raise 8,000 people to drive ducks on the shelves." Wu Ming said with a sarcastic sarcastic saying: "If you die, you will die. Anyway, you will see many dead people. A general will die. As long as he meets the above requirements, no matter how many corpses he has under his feet, no matter how many orphans and widows he has waiting for his relatives to come home to reunite. You think that Zhong Bin should be killed? Because of his irrationality, many Chinese men died in vain. Such an officer will be a company commander, a regiment commander, and a regiment commander will be a army."

"Stop talking." Wei Lihuang closed his eyes and waved his hand in pain. "As the commander-in-chief of the Expeditionary Force, I have no choice but to blame the responsibilities I should bear. If I hadn't been too urgent, things would not have been like this."

"Commander, don't say that." The adjutant said anxiously: "Don't you still have..."
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