Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Chapter 24 Li Yunlong: Pillar, you damned it is crooked

 Boom, boom, boom!

The two sides about to fight, whether it was the new regiment or Sakata's infantry brigade, were interrupted by sudden artillery attacks.

 The completely unsuspecting Japanese were stunned instantly.

 In fact, the Japanese infantry heard the sound of artillery, but most of them just felt that their artillery was covering the enemy with artillery fire.

 Many of them just scolded these masters in their hearts and did not care about the lives of these foot men.

 As for the Eighth Route Army’s artillery?

 Don't be ridiculous, if the Eighth Route Army opposite had artillery, it would have knocked out its own commander's headquarters with one shot.

 The quality of individual Japanese soldiers in this era is still very good.

 At the first moment of being bombarded, grassroots officers began to organize the infantry to avoid the artillery, and tried to contact their own artillery to attack the opponent's artillery position.

 But quickly!

 Another round of artillery fire fell.

The Japanese were not so lucky this time. The firing parameters of this round of artillery fire seemed to have been corrected.

The Japanese infantry suffered heavy losses, and luck was really on the side of the Eighth Route Army.

A few kilometers away, at the artillery position of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division, the brigade commander looked distressedly at the few remaining shells that were now empty and murmured to himself.

 “You **** Li Yunlong, you have to come back alive!”

As long as there is any sluggishness on the battlefield, you will fall into passivity.

Especially their opponent is Li Yunlong, a man who never misses any opportunity.

Comparing the shock of the Japanese, Li Yunlong just thought about it for a while and understood what was going on.

The 771st and 772nd Regiments do not have body-mounted artillery. The only person closest to here who can support him is the brigade commander.

But that’s all the brigade’s financial resources are, and we can only rely on ourselves from now on.

Even a tough guy like Li Yunlong was moved when he thought of the brigade commander's scolding but caring look on ordinary days.

These thoughts only passed by for a moment, and the new group quickly reorganized and attacked.

“Comrades, the brigade commander can only help us up to this point, and we have to rely on ourselves for the rest.”

 “Take the head of this old devil Sakata and give it to the brigade commander, and let the new regiment attack!”

 Da da da. Da da da

  The sound of light machine gun fire from the commandos echoed continuously on the mountain road.

  Skilled machine gun shooters used a stepped attack to produce the effect of a heavy machine gun, and dense bullets hit the Japanese at the front.

 At this time, it was a matter of life and death for both sides, and the Japanese machine guns also began to fire back.

　　One by one, the little devils followed the command of the squad leader and began to gather under their respective ointment banners, and began to attack with heavy weapons.

 The soldiers of the new regiment began to fall in pieces, but these did not affect the speed of the counterattack.

 Finally, the two sides came into formal contact.

 Zhang Dabiao's commando team, under the cover of machine guns and rifles, plunged into the Japanese infantry brigade. They disrupted the Japanese formation like sharp knives.

Most of the commando soldiers use shell guns, which have many advantages over rifles in close combat.

The machine gunners behind them also began to look for suitable places to fire freely, while the infantrymen rushed towards the Japanese with their bayonets drawn, fighting with the commandos.

 Seeing that the little devils began to get rid of the chaos caused by the shelling, they gradually organized themselves.

 This was what Zhang Dabiao did not want to see. Once the Japs completed their assembly, their commando offensive might be stopped, so he issued a new order.

 “Throw out all the grenades! Leave none behind!”

 For a time, the Japanese soldiers directly in front of the commando team were knocked off their backs by the bombing. Dozens of Japanese soldiers were blown to death and shocked to death. The organization that had finally improved to a certain extent collapsed again.

 At this time, Captain Li held a large blade in one hand and a shell gun in the other, and entered the battlefield accompanied by a platoon of guards.

 He had just cut down a Japanese, and immediately shot to death another Japanese who wanted to sneak attack him.

The guard Huzi is responsible for the security behind him and is ready to attack at any time.

 As the charge progressed, they soon arrived at the shelling location selected by Wang Chengzhu.

With the concentrated firepower to clear the way, and the fact that there were few fortifications and bunkers on the Japs' positions, the new regiment carried out the combat plan with overwhelming force. Wang Chengzhu's artillery squad began to set up mortars on the Japanese positions.

 He put down the base, installed the barrel, and adjusted the bracket. A set of movements is so smooth and smooth that it is pleasing to the eye, and even a layman would give it a thumbs up.

 It only took half a minute to assemble a 60mm mortar.

 After the gun positions were determined, Wang Chengzhu took a deep breath to adjust his mentality.

He gave a thumbs up as usual, squinted his eyes and began to aim. After adjusting the parameters of the mortar, he said to the ammunition hand beside him: "Give me the shells."

 The ammunition man next to him was also an old comrade in the artillery squad. He had already prepared mortar shells and immediately handed one to him.

 Picking up the cannonball handed over by the ammunition hand, Wang Chengzhu seemed to be a different person.

At this time, he was no longer the honest man who was submissive in front of the regiment leader, but a **** of death who made the final decision on the battlefield.

Seeing that Wang Chengzhu decided to fire so quickly, Li Yunlong warned him a little uneasily while firing.

“Zhuzi, you’re **** accurate. It’s not like you’ve never done this before firing at the Japanese on their positions.”

“The guard platoon establishes a blocking position on the spot and must buy enough time for the artillery. Don’t worry about the bullets. If the bullets are gone, you can still find a way, but if your life is gone, it’s all over.”

 After saying that, he led everyone to block the attack on the spot to ensure that Wang Chengzhu's artillery squadron would not be affected by the Japanese.

It seems that he saw the Eighth Route Army setting up mortars, and the Japanese around him attacked the position like crazy. Li Yunlong and the guard platoon were under increasing pressure.

  The shell gun kept firing, and with the sound of the gunshot, one of the Japanese soldiers would turn into a corpse, but another one would soon take over.

“Pillar, hurry up, you’re about to be unable to withstand it.”

Wang Chengzhu ignored the regiment commander who was cursing at the side and stuffed the cannonball into the muzzle.

 After letting go, the cannonball fell from the chamber, and the gun crew immediately turned sideways and lowered their heads.

Boring!

"The sound of the 60-meter gun is really like this, very clear, and if it sounds good, it is a good gun."

A puff of green smoke erupted from the muzzle, flames broke out, and the shell drew an arc in the air and headed towards Sakata Nobutetsu's command group.

  Unfortunately, this shell did not hit. The shooting angle was slightly higher and hit the communication antenna of Sakata Nobutetsu's headquarters.

“Pillar, you damned it is crooked, that old devil is down there.”

 At the same time, in the Japanese army headquarters, Sakata and his staff were observing the battlefield.

 He never expected that the Eighth Route Army would bring him such a big surprise today.

The enemy's collective counterattack had already made him think that the general on the opposite side was crazy, and the ensuing artillery bombardment made him look pale. He did not consider that the opponent still had artillery.

“But fortunately, no matter how crazy these enemies are, hand-to-hand combat is unavoidable.”

 “Masaka!”

 The hand-to-hand combat he was looking forward to was not what he thought. In his impression, when the warriors of his younger brother's country engaged in hand-to-hand combat with each other, they would definitely tear the enemy into pieces.

However, the infantrymen who were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Eighth Route Army's vanguard were already at a slight disadvantage.

The imaginary scene of collapse did not happen, and the battle between the two sides was very tragic.

 During the training of Japanese soldiers, learning bayonet tactics took up a lot of time.

These **** live with bayonets day and night, so it is not surprising that their ability to fight with bayonets is so strong.

Furthermore, Japan also adjusted the bayonet length according to the actual situation of its soldiers to adapt to their short stature in order to better function on the battlefield.

Sakata Nobutsu is really hard to accept!

 His brother's warriors were actually at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, an explosion sounded directly above him. The staff officer next to him hurriedly stepped forward to protect Nobuyuki Sakata, and loess and dust spread throughout the headquarters.

The brigade commander picked up two 75-meter mountain guns and 18 shells abandoned by the Jinsui Army.

It’s reasonable to play two rounds here.

 (End of this chapter)