Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Five minutes ago, on the high ground on the left side of the Northwest Army.

The sudden sound of artillery fire attracted everyone's attention. Zhang Dabiao and others turned their heads and looked in the direction of the main position at the same time.

"The enemy's attack has begun. It's the sound of the Type 92 infantry gun."

Everyone nodded. The core of the Japanese tactics has not changed much over the years. Basically, it is the coordination of infantry and artillery, using powerful firepower to open the way.

After a long time, the soldiers can distinguish different types of barreled guns by sound alone.

Although the battle has officially started, the people on the high ground can only stare blankly and wait for orders from their superiors.

The area they are stationed in is very important. If either party occupies it, it will have an advantage in the attack. Such a special geographical location will naturally not be given to the enemy in vain.

The first battalion of the first Marine Regiment, plus some soldiers of the 21st Regiment, is responsible for guarding the high ground, with a total of 450 people.

The terrain here is relatively complex, and the main body is rocky mountains. Many areas cannot be built fortifications at all, and even foxholes cannot be dug.

A grenade with a lot of materials thrown over can only blow a small hole in the bluestone on the ground, and a brand new engineer shovel will be broken in an hour.

If you want to build a solid fortification, you must use a lot of explosives for directional blasting, but it's a pity that the troops didn't prepare such things.

The engineer platoon of the 1st Marine Regiment was also powerless, after all, a good cook can't cook without rice.

In order to provide shelter for the first battalion as much as possible, the engineers can only use sacks to fill some soil, and then cut trees to build simple fortifications. Even if the effect is not very good, it can at least defend against the Type 38 rifles of the Japanese infantry.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao looked at the bottom in a trance.

The conditions of the surrounding soldiers were also similar, and everyone wanted to rush down to support the friendly forces immediately.

"Battalion Commander, do you think the comrades of the Northwest Army can withstand the pressure? Judging from the movement, the Japanese have at least dispatched two infantry squadrons and one artillery squadron."

"Based on the previous casualty ratio, they may not be able to withstand it."

"The front line is fighting fiercely, but we can only wait. It's really frustrating!"

As soon as this was said, it immediately resonated with everyone, and even the company commander of the 21st Regiment, who usually didn't express his opinions, sighed.

However, everyone was not worried that they would not have a battle to fight. According to the information provided by the 129th Division, the enemy who broke out of the encirclement should be around 2,000.

Everyone present was a veteran who had crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses. Just by the sound of gunfire, they could hear how many Japanese there were. The enemy's large force must be planning something.

Suddenly, the Japanese seemed to be collectively pumped up. Under the cover of grenade launchers, light machine guns and Type 92 infantry guns, they launched a pig-like charge.

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and it seemed that hand-to-hand combat was about to begin.

The enemy's swift offensive made Zhang Dabiao look extremely solemn. Although the number of the Northwest Army was more than two squadrons, there was an artillery squadron behind the enemy to support it.

Once rushed into the position, the Northwest Army would be in trouble. Hand-to-hand combat is one of the strengths of the devils.

"The devils are going to fight to the death."

"Why hasn't the regiment commander taken action yet? It's really anxious!"

But even if he was in a hurry, Zhang Dabiao couldn't lead his comrades to abandon the position. It was not advisable to leave his post without permission.

At this time, Gao Jianbai's guard platoon arrived at the position. Although it was a guard platoon, the other party spent most of the time doing the work of a communicator.

After the two sides saluted, Platoon Leader Zhang took the initiative to explain: "Our Brigade Commander Gao was worried about the situation on the high ground, so he specially asked us to come to coordinate the garrison."

Zhang Dabiao also understood the other party's concerns. He was also a soldier of the Northwest Army before, and he had seen a lot of unreliable behaviors of friendly forces before joining the Eighth Route Army.

"What's the situation down there? Are there heavy casualties?"

"It's still relatively stable at the moment. Our brigade commander is personally leading the soldiers to hold their positions. The enemy's attack is fierce, but we have long since transformed. The current casualty ratio is between 1:2.5, which is acceptable."

"And we have formed a reserve team similar to the broadsword team, so we will not be inferior to the devils even in hand-to-hand combat!"

Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He used to be the platoon leader of the broadsword team of the 29th Army, and he was confident in the Northwest Army's ability to use cold weapons.

Moreover, even the first position was not lost, indicating that the situation was still under control.

While everyone was watching the battle, Wang Xikui's voice came from the portable communicator on Zhang Dabiao's waist.

"Captain, the Japanese are coming."

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"Hurry, hurry, the two squadrons that were feinting have lost control. What the hell are these crazy people thinking!"

"We have to occupy the high ground as quickly as possible. We only need to leave one squad to garrison. The rest of you rush down and cut into the flank of the enemy's defensive position."

The situation on the battlefield was originally very good, but for some reason, the two squadrons that were feinting suddenly attacked the position like crazy.

The firepower of the defenders far exceeded everyone's expectations, and the firepower points that were sweeping one by one were even more worrying. If the front was broken, the roundabout tactics would be a joke.

Suddenly, a crisp gunshot was faintly heard on the battlefield.

The squad leader who led the team to rush fell to the ground, and his brains and blood splashed on the faces of the infantrymen next to him.

On the flank of the civil engineering works of the Marine Corps, Wang Xikui pulled the bolt expressionlessly, and then raised the Mosin-Nagant in his hand to aim at the next lucky enemy.

Sun Ergou, who was fifteen meters away, visually measured the distance between the enemy and ourselves. The Japanese second lieutenant was at least about 700 meters away from their position.

At such a long distance, he could only see clearly with a telescope.

Even if Wang Xikui's rifle has a scope, it is extremely difficult to hit the enemy.

"Awesome, Brother Xizi!"

"You can hit it from such a distance. You are worthy of being my idol."

Wang Xikui, who was about to pull the trigger, reluctantly took back the Mosin Nagant after hearing the voices of his comrades.

Although no bullets or shells have been fired yet, it is very likely that Sun Ergou's reckless behavior was exposed here. As a good sniper, you must be as stealthy as a ghost.

After observing the battlefield situation, he moved to a haystack. With the disguise around him, others couldn't see that there was a person hiding here.

"Do you think I am a god? That was the second time I hit a target 700 meters away."

"Normally I would not choose an enemy four hundred meters away. It was just to lower the morale of the Japanese."

After a brief explanation, he continued to search for a suitable target. Sun Ergou also followed suit, hiding behind a rock and aiming at a charging Japanese soldier.

After two gunshots, the number of enemies killed is increased by two.

This time he didn't make any big moves, but said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Brother Xizi, we are so strong! From the 7th to now, we have killed seventy-one Japanese."

As soon as these words came out, the expressionless Wang Xikui broke his guard instantly.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Although the Japs on the battlefield are very vigilant and will always pay attention to changes in the battlefield during the charge, it is difficult for an ordinary soldier to kill them.

But Sun Ergou was the only accurate shooter in the 21st Regiment. He had killed ten enemies in total since the beginning of the war, which was somewhat unjustifiable.

"Er Gou, listen to my brother's advice."

"The road of sniper is too deep, and you can't control it. You haven't met a powerful enemy now, but sooner or later you will get into trouble because you can't keep your mouth shut."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xikui pulled the trigger again.

Four hundred meters away, a machine gunner was shot by him. The bullet passed through the eye socket, and it felt like seeing a pig's eye exploding.

After completing the sixty-second kill, he turned around and left without saying a word. A few seconds later, several rounds of grenades from the grenade landed at the newly concealed location.

On the frontal battlefield, the Japanese were suppressed by fierce firepower as soon as they appeared.

Although the enemy's strength was twice that of the 1st Marine Regiment, the heavy weapons were vastly different. The soldiers are not only equipped with a large number of light machine guns, but also a large number of heavy machine guns and mortars.

On the Japs side, the only artillery squadron remained in the front to conduct a feint attack, and now the fight relied entirely on grenade launchers as support equipment.

Limited by the range, they had to advance to 400 meters to effectively counter each fire point.

There was a dense rain of bullets in the land battle, and the Japanese who were fighting could only evade hastily. Fortunately, the topography of the mountain saved them, and various rocks could serve as bunkers.

The machine gunner finally found a suitable shooting position, but after firing a few bullets, he was targeted by Wang Xikui and others.

Even if they were not killed by bullets, subsequent mortars would kill them. The division headquarters air-dropped a sufficient amount of weapons and ammunition this time, and there was no problem with high-intensity fighting for two days.

Such fire suppression regardless of the cost reminded the Japanese of the fear of being dominated by the 129th Division.

Taking advantage of the gap when the enemy was unable to fight back, Zhang Dabiao led the commando team to take a detour from the side and saw that there was only a hundred meters away from the enemy.

It's not like the Japanese didn't see someone trying to outflank them, but they had no way to resist.

The crooked bullet bucket has a capacity of only thirty rounds, and the firepower is continuous. As for the 38-meter Gai, let’s not mention the poor rate of fire.

Facing a land battle group with orderly firepower allocation and reasonable division of labor. They could only retreat steadily, trying to return to the original route to preserve their vitality.

But at this moment, the main force of the Marine Corps coming up from the right blocked the Japanese's retreat.

There was originally a gap in firepower between the two sides, but now they were outnumbered. Suddenly, the casualties of the Japanese army surged, and there were vague signs of collapse.

"Major, what should we do!"

"It's the Eighth Route Army! I can see it clearly! The enemy is wearing gray military uniforms!"

"We have been surrounded. There are too many enemies. There is no hope of rushing out!"

The helpless voices around him made Yudai Motoyama, who was already upset, even more irritable. He hid his body in a bunker and carefully observed the current battlefield.

From the beginning of the battle to now, only fifteen minutes have passed, and nearly 300 people have been killed on our side.

Being surrounded by front and rear teams, breaking out is a very luxurious thing. Since the end is destined to be death, then die vigorously, at least kill a few more Eighth Route Army soldiers.

"Leave a squadron to withstand the enemy in front!"

"The rest are in small teams! Charge to the enemies in the rear!"

"We have no hope of survival, and we can only die to be loyal to His Majesty the Locust! Warriors! We are united! Show your bayonets! Embrace the honor of battle!"

In fact, this choice is very reasonable. The enemies in the front have fierce firepower, but they are not many in number. Sacrificing a squadron can at least buy some time.

There are more troops on the back, but they must attack from the rear. If you can make full use of the advantage of high and low, you can definitely switch to more enemies before dying.

It's a pity that the Marine Corps is equipped with a large number of mortars. This kind of curved shooting weapon is very good in mountain combat.

As soon as the Japs showed up, a large number of 50- and 60-person troops suppressed them. You can only listen to the sound to identify the location and throw a melon grenade. The killing effect depends entirely on luck.

Half an hour later, more than a thousand Japanese soldiers were surrounded to death on the high ground. They were like big dumplings, swallowed up in one bite by Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, who were like wolves and tigers.

After reuniting, the soldiers of the 21st Regiment took the initiative to take on the task of cleaning the battlefield.

"Da Biao, hurry up and gather the soldiers of the first battalion. We are going to support the Northwest Army's position and strive to end the battle as soon as possible!"

After fighting for nearly an hour, the Japanese from two squadrons had captured the first position.

The enemy is now using trenches and simple fortifications, and cooperating with the artillery squadrons in the distance, to engage in positional warfare with the Northwest Army and the Shaanxi Army.

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In a mountain forest twenty miles away from Shaoyuan, the 358th Regiment is temporarily stationed.

Chu Yunfei and Fang Ligong rested against a big tree. They were sweating profusely and even took off Jinsuijun's coat, leaving only a white shirt.

"Have you contacted the troops at all levels of the 43rd Army? More than a day has passed, why can't we collect the defeated troops?"

Upon hearing the inquiry from his own regiment, Fang Ligong replied awkwardly while wiping his sweat: "Not yet, the battle on the Eastern Front ended four days ago. Maybe they have crossed the Yellow River south and retreated to Henan Province. "

Obviously, Chu Yunfei was not satisfied with this answer. He punched the tree trunk with his fist, his eyes widened, and he looked just like the commander of the Third Security District of the southwest capital.

"Tell the Communications Department! If we can't find anyone within half a day, I'll knock his sand can!"

"Also, where is the artillery battalion now? How far behind us are we?"

In order to increase the marching speed, the 358th Regiment separated the infantry battalion and artillery battalion and left two companies of soldiers to protect the artillery.

"We just contacted him, it's still forty miles away."

"Why is it still forty miles away! We have rested for more than an hour. Are they bastards? Send me an order! I must see them appear in Shaoyuan before dark today!"

Looking at the furious Chu Yunfei, Fang Ligong sighed helplessly. He took off his glasses and pretended to clean them.

"This damn Li Yunlong, I really don't know what magic power he has, but he actually changed a person's personality hundreds of miles away."

"When this battle is over, I must report this matter to Commander Yan!"

Although Fang Ligong talked to himself quietly, Chu Yunfei still vaguely heard a few words.

"Brother Ligong, what are you talking about?"

"I say, hello to you all!"

Alas, the superiors did not allow me to write about large-scale army operations, so my happiness was gone.

Now this military channel is struggling!