"Haha! The factory director chose this place really well!"
"That's right! Don't even look at who our factory director is!"
The two soldiers were holding machine guns and submachine guns respectively, spraying bullets at the enemy as much as they wanted.
Seeing that another wave of enemy attacks had been repelled, the machine gunner quickly called on the assistant shooter to replace the spare barrel.
The person holding the submachine gun took out a drum magazine from the bag on the ground and replaced it.
Yes, his baggage was full of drums, but he was the envy of others.
But envy is envy, and no one is jealous.
Because this guy is another guard of Zhu Han, named Peng Youyu.
This guy is in his twenties, and his mind is full of war. When he first came here, he complained every day that the Eighth Route Army chief looked down on him.
Seeing that he came from the Guo Army, they deliberately prevented him from going to the front line.
Later, Zhu Han got really tired of hearing this and threw him directly towards the guard, choosing weapons as he pleased, just asking to stop making noise.
No, as soon as the war started, all complaints disappeared and he immediately joined Zhu Han's praise group.
"Our factory director, for the development of our Eighth Route Army, has personally walked through every inch of land in Jin Province. He knows where is suitable for an ambush and where there are mines. How can he choose a defensive location that is wrong?"
While loading the drum, he showed off to his comrades next to him, as if he was bragging about himself.
"The factory director is so awesome. I can get lost even when I travel far away..."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Three familiar sounds of the Type 92 infantry gun sounded.
The difference was that this time it was the Guard's own artillery squad that opened fire.
The total range of the 92nd Infantry Artillery is less than three kilometers.
What's more, the terrain of Guanjianao is still high, so the enemy's artillery must be closer.
Therefore, the artillery position on the opposite side was completely exposed to the telescopes of the factory guard artillery observers.
For the same cannon, if I stand higher than you, the range will naturally be farther than yours.
The 92nd Infantry Artillery was known for its accuracy, not to mention that the nearby Zhuyuan had already been recorded by the artillerymen.
Therefore, when caught by surprise, the Japanese artillery was immediately reimbursed for most of its troops.
But the observers still did not intend to let them go, chasing the Japanese artillery like rabbits and blasting wildly, even though the poor four cannons in their hands had all been used up.
"Baga! Organize an attack!"
How can the devils stand this?
When the two armies faced each other before, you used heavy artillery to hit us with black guns. I admit it.
But now you are doing this right in front of me?
Can you be more serious? Our attack is here!
"attack!!"
It is true that the Japanese only know how to charge, but that does not mean that all of them are fools.
Seeing that his infantry artillery could no longer support him, he naturally had to rush forward as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, their troops at the foot of the village would be targets for the artillery to call them names one by one.
This time they were cruel, and they were bound to rush forward in one go.
Therefore, the puppet troops were allowed to attack regardless of casualties.
Again, there are so many people on the path in Guanjianao that they can't be pushed aside, and they're still fighting low and high, so it's hard to beat them all.
An attack at any cost in this situation is called "fueling tactics" in another military term.
"Taijun, the eight-way firepower is too fierce, brothers can't get up."
The leader of the puppet army felt his heart pounding when he saw this scene.
I thought that being chosen by Taijun this time and promoted directly from company commander to regiment commander would be a step to the sky.
Who knew this would be the case.
Taking up such a job with the Japanese is equivalent to offending the Eighth Route Army to death.
If we continue to fight like this, won't I soon be the company commander again?
Then wasn’t the Eighth Route Army offended for nothing?
"You are so loyal. Don't be afraid. When things are done, I will give you a supplement and a reward!"
Although Captain Kumagai's Chinese is much worse than Captain Watanabe's, he obviously has some brains.
At least I know how to draw a pie.
What is the Imperial Alliance Army?
cannon fodder.
The tactic of adding fuel is true, but if the fuel you add is not your own, it really doesn't feel bad at all.
The puppet troops died in batches, but the defenders were the same batch.
The defenders on the opposite side have really fierce firepower.
But it’s the Eighth Route Army after all, isn’t it?
How long can you sustain this kind of firepower?
When you run out of ammunition and the barrel overheats, it's time for my main force to come on stage.
But even so, Xiong Gu still overestimated the combat effectiveness of the puppet army.
A battalion was thrown in and there was no splash.
On the contrary, all the puppet soldiers behind were silent, for fear that it would be their turn next time.
As for the unlucky guy who was drawn, it would be a good thing if he didn't faint from shock on the spot.
Even if you are forced to go forward, it is still three steps forward and three steps back.
If you have the courage to raise your gun and fire two shots at an unknown place, you will be worthy of the food and salary provided by the imperial army.
With no firepower or speed like this, how can it put pressure on the factory guards?
Just a bunch of living targets.
Apart from adding some points to the Eighth Route Army's record and making Xiong Gu more angry, there seems to be nothing more to it.
Therefore, no matter how good-tempered Rao is, Captain Xiong Gu can never stand it.
Are you teaming up with the Eighth Route Army to play me?
Therefore, when another wave of puppet troops was repelled and came back, the Japanese machine guns opened fire.
The puppet soldiers who originally thought they had narrowly escaped death fell into the hands of their beloved Taijun with a look of silence.
"Baga Yalu, you are traitors and deserters! Your conscience is greatly damaged!"
"The Imperial Alliance Army, all, attack, immediately! Retreat, it's dead, it's dead!"
Kumamoto, who finally showed his fierce look, couldn't bear it anymore.
This time, let a squadron of Japanese soldiers follow the puppet army directly.
It is both a supervising team and a follow-up charge force.
As a result, under the cover of machine guns and mortars, the puppet army finally looked like an army.
Even if the Eighth Route Army's machine guns harvested them like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, their advance was still not slow.
In other words, this is the slowest speed the Japanese army can allow.
As for Balu, since you have made a move, you have to allow me to fight back, right?
A strange, tooth-aching creaking sound echoed through the sky.
Native flowers immediately bloomed on the path.
There are black ones, red ones, and ones with a ball of fire in the middle.
How could the Japanese army, which attached great importance to direct firepower, not hear this?
This was the mortar fire that had been holding back.
Even in the 21st century, mortars are extremely special.
There is no other weapon like it, extremely simple yet extremely powerful.
It uses extremely cheap prices, extremely simple materials, extremely simple principles, and extremely simple training, but it plays a huge role.
It is not an exaggeration to even say that it has changed the pattern of war.
Recalling the Russo-Japanese War, the summary is that one group of hooligans met another group of hooligans.
In the end, the gangster who was more gangster won.
But in the process, the Tsarist Russian soldiers had a sudden idea and pushed a sailboat gun to the front line.
That's right, it's like the red cannon, which uses spherical cannonballs, the cannon used by sailing battleships. (Don’t ask me why the Tsarist Russian Army has this thing, I don’t know.)
Then he raised the muzzle and used a parabola to hit the Japanese army. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.
So there was the new artillery concept of mortars.
It can be said that mortars were born to fight against Japanese invaders.
Don't look at the caliber of the 60mm mortars in the hands of the soldiers.
But don't forget that the mortar's chamber pressure is quite low.
As low as tens of thousands of tons of steel pipes produced in Laiyang in the 21st century can be used as the barrels of large-caliber mortars.
So the mortar shell can be made very thin.
The shell is thinner and the explosive charge is increased, so the power is naturally much greater than that of a grenade.
What’s more, this thing is so easy to make.
With the seamless steel pipes provided by Zhu Han, he does not need to personally intervene, and dozens of doors are built every month.
It happened that the heavy artillery shells had been fired, and the students in the artillery squad had nothing to do, so they simply joined the battlefield with a mortar.
Anyway, there are plenty of cannonballs, just for fun.
In this way, on a short stretch of narrow road, the mortar felt like a cluster bomb.
Soon the road became full of potholes and nowhere was smooth.
The soil has also become warm and soft, and with a little plowing, you can plant directly.
Only three out of ten can cross this road.
But those who finally climbed up immediately encountered new troubles.
Trenches, fortifications, and courtyard walls abound on the Eighth Route.
The soldiers hide themselves very well.
But there is no cover and no obstruction on their side. If they shoot forcefully, their bullet-receiving surface will be more than ten times larger than that of the Eighth Route Army.
There is no way to shoot effectively before being killed.
Often grenades are needed at this time.
But the slope is too steep.
Not to mention that it can't be thrown very far, can you believe that a thrown grenade can roll back the same way it came?
"Baga! Hand cannon on!"
The Japanese squadron leader who followed gave an order, and all the grenade groups rushed forward.
For a time, dozens of muffled sounds were heard in succession, and the subsequent explosion suffocated the firepower of the guards.
