War is the most important law in the process of human reproduction and evolution, the survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle.
For those who need war, war is righteous, and for those who have lost everything, war is reasonable.
A local battle is destined to not have a great goal.
The most basic goal of fighting is to win.
There are many kinds of victory, maybe it is for your own survival, maybe it is to kill the enemy. Of course, if it is just for the enemy's gasoline, there is no need to put up such a big battle.
Then gasoline will seem important to some people.
If you just take it for granted that you can win with experience, then a small soldier can become an invincible general after a long time.
Therefore, the idea that I can get it based on experience alone is unrealistic to me.
In addition to Hu Yi, the Ninth Company actually had many experienced veterans, and even Wang Peng was promoted to battalion commander next to him.
It's just that everyone's experience is different. To put it bluntly, most of the people in the Ninth Company are just fine as guerrillas and have no concept of field warfare. Facing the Japanese and even the puppet troops, they are actually just a bunch of rabble!
Perhaps we should say that they are just sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The only difference is that the ninth company commander Hu Yi has experienced countless battles and is different from the ordinary Eighth Route Army.
The veterans of the Ninth Company are no strangers to field battles.
Most of the troops were newly recruited into the security forces, including bandits and civilians with guns, and most of them had not even received the most basic military training.
Their understanding of the battlefield is not as good as that of newcomers who have undergone simple training.
Facing the enemy's bombardment, the newcomer may be scared to death, but at least he will be obedient.
Zhang Tiezhu, who had just joined the Eighth Route Army less than ten days ago, used to be a bandit in a village. He was usually unassuming and unreliable. He was honest and didn't know a few Chinese characters.
At this time, he was lying on the ground nervously. The Japanese's test-fired shell shocked him. It landed more than ten meters behind him. It seemed like there was a rain of sand in the sky, and it fell to the ground. There was a clanging sound.
Suddenly he remembered that the company commander seemed to have said at some point that he should use his elbows to prop up his body when defending against artillery fire, so he quickly landed on his elbows.
An old brother next to him spoke: "Tie Zhu, why is there blood at the corner of your mouth?"
There was still a buzzing in his ears, but the voice he spoke so close felt like it was far away. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and the back of his hand was covered in blood!
Tie Zhu was stunned, blinked several times in frustration, and then remembered what the company commander had said. He just didn't follow the company commander's request to rest his elbows on the ground, so his heart, liver, lungs, and large intestine must have been injured by the shock. .
My heart became anxious and my mind became even more confused. Countless thoughts flashed through my mind. I grimaced and was about to ask a question when suddenly a whistling sound came again.
Boom, boom...the Japanese's only two mortars increased their elevation angle and began the official bombardment.
The ground trembled after the shells landed, kicking up bursts of dust. Fortunately, no shells fell into the ditch yet.
The Japanese were crawling about two hundred meters away, waiting, each one squinting his or her little eyes to see what was going on.
The instructor was blowing the whistle, constantly reminding the puppet troops in front to prepare for the charge, so that they could charge after the shelling.
According to his experience, the Eighth Route Army should have retaliated during the artillery bombardment, but up to now, there was still no shot from the Eighth Route Army side. Puffs of sand and mud in the position were constantly being blown up and then fell, and the smoke and dust slowly covered the Eighth Route Army position. Diffused above.
Boom, I finally saw some rags flying out of the Eighth Route Army position, and the bombardment finally achieved results.
With mortars and grenade launchers, the artillery fire is not too intensive.
The deafening explosions, the air waves rushing overhead from time to time, the roar of artillery shells in the air, the continuous falling sand, and the diffuse smoke.
Grenades kept falling into the ditch, knocking over a few unlucky ones.
Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure and stood up under the gunfire.
The veteran squad leader next to him immediately stood up and knocked down the terrified guy: "Zhang Tiezhu, don't choose this time even if you want to die!"
The flames of the Japanese heavy machine guns continued, spraying out a barrage, piercing the diffuse smoke, roaring left and right on the sand piles, occasionally drilling into the sand.
Blood came out from the veteran squad leader's shoulders. After shouting those words, he felt his strength disappearing.
The machine gunner felt a little bored, so he suppressed boredom and continued to fire helplessly. He had no target and just subconsciously shot at the Tubal Road position based on his feeling.
Another bullet-protecting plate was stuffed into the receiver. The bombardment was over. The machine gunner felt very comfortable. He had fired six bullet-protecting plates. His hands were shaking subconsciously due to the vibration of the machine gun.
The Imperial Army in front had already half climbed up. The machine gunner pressed the machine gun downwards. In the next step, his heavy machine gun bullets roared over the heads of the warriors who were about to charge forward and rushed towards the eighth route.
The puppet company commander waved his hand in disgrace and shouted loudly: "Brothers, please rush forward for me, kill every one of them for five pieces!"
Wang Peng stood up and ran to Hu Yi, spit out the sand in his mouth on the ground, and asked Hu Yi with a hoarse voice: "Captain Hu, should we organize a counterattack now?"
Hu Yi did not answer his question, but issued a new order: "Hurry and save people!"
Wang Peng's heart tightened and he was stunned. The charging enemy was about to come up! About two hundred meters away, we can rush up in half a minute, so he looked anxious: "If we don't organize a fight... it will be too late!"
Hu Yi had high hopes for his ability to cooperate with the cavalry, but he was actually unsure: "Wait until they charge up!"
"Okay then..." Wang Peng had an unknown trust in Hu Yi.
The cavalry company commander looked at the scene ahead. There was no movement on the Ninth Company position: Captain Hu is really good. Until now, he has not organized a counterattack like the division soldiers!
He knew very well that it was a foolish move to fight back when the Japanese were shelling and suppressing heavy machine gun fire.
Since the Ninth Company can maintain its composure so much, our cavalry company cannot lose its prestige.
The saber pointed towards the south: "Come on, everyone!"
Carrying a cloud of dust, the cavalry company that had been working hard for two days finally had a chance to fight.
Bypassing the Ninth Company position, we detoured toward the Japanese left wing from further south.
The battle scene was exactly as Captain Hu expected!
The puppet company commander heard the sound of galloping horses. Through the smoke on the Eighth Route Army's position in front, he finally discovered that there were quite a few cavalrymen behind the Eighth Route Army who had been in the dust and fog.
The speed of the cavalry was much faster than that of the infantry. The puppet company commander had no idea when the cavalry would arrive. Not only did the eight groups in front not fight back, they seemed to be hiding in the ditch and constantly throwing sand into the sky.
Are these eight groups crazy? They are at war now, okay? You still have time to play with the fucking sand?
The puppet company commander lying on the ground hesitated when he suddenly saw a shout of killing coming from the left wing.
Then the smoke and dust billowed, no good, the Eighth Route Army on the front was trying to block it, and the cavalry was outflanking it from both wings!
Don't rush like this!
Even if there are imperial troops pressing down from behind, when the flank is attacked, the Eighth Route Army in the front will definitely counterattack.
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This chapter is not finished yet!
The rest can be seen in Qidian’s post!
In the morning, I went to Xianda's post bar and took a stroll. I would like to thank the brother who posted it.
Of course, the puppet soldiers who throw eggs still want me to serve you? Live your grandma’s spring and autumn dream...
Unless he accepts the adaptation of Nine Company, he will study as a deserter next time.
If you don’t want to watch it, forget it. Otherwise, continue to watch pirated copies from other sites. If you miss a paragraph, I don’t believe you will be impatient, haha.
------The wicked smoking mule...
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