The military division did an even better job. Soldiers collected dry grass from the fields along the roadside and tied it into bundles.
"Are you planning to roast flying chicken with all this firewood?" Luo Fugui, who was panting while carrying large and small bags on his back, muttered in a low voice, feeling that he had finally found a soulmate.
Hu Yi next to him heard this guy muttering, but he didn't have the energy to pay attention to this idiot.
After taking a look and thinking for a moment, I realized that the leaders of the military division were waiting for the Japanese plane to come and prepare to burn it to produce smoke!
Whatever comes to mind, a faint sound roars from the south.
The team was a little confused.
As someone shouted loudly, the people with the dead grass began to disperse around. The large group of cavalry did not care that entering the strange hardened ground would damage the horses' hooves, bringing up bursts of dust. The places not far away flickered, and the dead branches and grass were not waiting for them. A flame was quickly generated, and the soldiers guarding the side poured the water in the kettle that was reluctant to drink into the fire.
As a beeping sound came, bursts of smoke slowly spread. Under the strong sunlight, the vision gradually blurred, and only an outline of the figure in the distance could be seen.
"Platoon commander, look, what are they doing?"
Wang Liujin had arrived about a mile away from the Japs, not far behind the armored vehicle of the Jiulian Company. He glanced back, excited for a moment, and then was stunned for a while. Then he heard more sounds from the south mixed in with the roar of the armored vehicle. There was a loud roar, and his expression became serious.
I immediately realized that the fire behind them was to confuse the sight of the Japanese airmen. With so many people and the Japanese having a radio, I had no idea how effective it would be.
Immediately I heard Ma Liang shouting from the side: "Everyone in the Ninth Company immediately prepares for battle. Now dig a hole on the spot. The depth should be enough to bury yourself. When the plane arrives over the battlefield to drop bombs, it is strictly forbidden to stand and run, and it is strictly forbidden to attack the air." Open fire, the rifle bullets are unloaded. The squad leaders and the squad leaders all tell me to watch my men carefully and be sure to keep an eye on them. After the Japanese planes bomb, they will launch machine gun fire. Those who can understand the trajectories of machine guns should hide if they can. If you can’t, just leave it to fate.”
Then he changed his voice and repeated this unusually long command, which the soldiers might not understand yet.
However, each squad leader should be able to understand and just relay it. As for whether these newcomers can resolutely implement it, Ma Liang shook his head, he had no hope.
Ma Liang asked the soldiers next to him to continue shouting, and then he moved closer to Platoon Leader Wang: "Commander Wang, look, there are two Japanese heavy machine gun positions in front of us. If possible, we will advance another hundred meters to cooperate with Li Xiang's platoon. Use grenade launchers to knock out the two Japanese heavy machine guns!"
"I have no objection. If Li Xiang's platoon fails, I can let the soldiers advance further. However, we have to go at least two hundred meters before we can hit the Japanese machine gunner!"
"That's not necessary. Later, before the Japanese plane arrives, the divisional death squad will follow the armored vehicles and rush to the Japanese position to set fire to smoke. As long as we can mix with the Japanese, there will be thick smoke everywhere, even if we are bombed by the Japanese, The losses will be much less!" Ma Liang was not bombed by enemy planes, and everything was based on Hu Yi's account.
Wang Changpai held up his telescope and looked at the Japanese position in front. The ground in the distance was full of dark shadows. As the ground heated up, his vision was always blurry and unclear.
The cavalry in the division were in the process of final formation. They were about to attack based on their instincts. They couldn't see any more details about the enemy. As the smoke continued to rise into the sky behind them, they quickly pulled off a bandage, poured water on it, and wrapped it around their heads. One lap.
The smoke range is gradually expanding, and the sound of the Japanese planes is getting louder and louder.
Finally, I discovered something unusual in the open land not far to the north. Maybe a battle had begun.
A large group of people rushed from behind and rushed into the ditch temporarily dug by the Ninth Company. Hu Yi could see clearly that the division chief rushed to the front line with a large group of people.
"Where are the Japanese cavalry?" the division commander asked the cavalry leader directly.
"Except for some of the Japs' reconnaissance cavalry, no one else was found." Commander Zeng replied awkwardly.
"What are you doing for food? What are you doing? Huh? The battle is about to begin, and you can't even figure out the movements of the enemy's cavalry?" The commander asked several questions in succession to vent his dissatisfaction.
Hu Yi, who was standing next to the cavalry battalion commander, hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but immediately shut up. He guessed that the Japanese cavalry should be hiding in the village far behind. That was the only possibility, but such an arrangement on the battlefield was very inappropriate. Reasonable.
The greatest use of the cavalry is to outflank the enemy from both wings. The Eighth Route Army can now completely bypass the enemy's front position from both wings and attack from the enemy's flank. The gunfire and artillery fire from the enemy's attack from behind has been ringing. Now it must break through the enemy's blocking line, no matter from the enemy's flank. Frontally or from the flank.
As the scope of the smoke progressed, the sound of the planes in the sky gradually became louder, but judging from the sound, the planes were flying in the direction where the fighting was taking place behind them.
Maybe, in a few minutes, the plane will be overhead.
The pilot watched the scenes of fierce battles with the Imperial soldiers lying on the ground. In the smoke, the vague figures of the Eighth Route Army on the ground gradually emerged, fighting and retreating on the ground. Many Eighth Route Army troops were crawling on the ground to support each other, hiding in the trenches and facing the Empire. The warrior raised his gun and fired.
In front of the armored vehicles of the imperial soldiers, these simple trenches did not work at all. It was obvious that Tubal Road was no match at all.
The squadron cursed inwardly that these fools had surrounded Tubal Road and were wasting precious aerial bombs used to fight against the regular national army.
The aircraft are all old-fashioned Mitsubishi Type 93s. All the new aircraft have been deployed to the Pacific battlefield. The voice communication equipment on the old aircraft has poor sound effects and the heavy equipment is in the way. It is not needed at all on the Chinese battlefield, so the pilots The communication equipment was directly removed.
Only the reconnaissance plane is equipped with a radio that can send messages.
The leading squadron leader brought his wingmen, shook the wings a few times, and made a simple battle arrangement. After diving to drop bombs, he drew his machine gun and fired. Another mission without challenge!
The fleet of aircraft began to line up and prepare to dive.
The soldiers who blocked the attack usually stayed in the plains for a long time, and most of them had seen or heard about Japanese planes.
Ignoring the planes in the sky, he lay down on the hot ground and kept pulling the trigger against the approaching Japanese soldiers, shooting bullets at the blurry figures in the distance.
Fortunately, the division issued sufficient ammunition to the blocking troops this time. The soldiers were highly excited. After the gunshot, they immediately changed their positions backwards, pulled the bolt and looked for the next target. As for whether they hit the target, they had no time to care.
The machine gunner quickly swept one magazine after another into the Japanese skirmisher line attacking on the opposite side, and people kept getting shot and fell down.
The Japanese Iron Bastards rushed up from the front again, indicating that the Japanese had filled in the ditch on the road again. A row of machine gun bullets fired back and forth arrogantly. Several soldiers were knocked to the ground and stopped moving.
withdraw! The battalion commander waved his hand, and the soldiers retreated along the shallow ditch and stopped at the next ditch that cut off the road.
There were whistling sounds in the sky, and the huge roar of the aircraft engine was heard. Along with the screams, black shadows hit the retreating crowd one by one.
A deafening sound suddenly resounded through the battlefield. The impact overturned the running figure and even flew up. Shrapnel harvested fresh life wantonly. Pillars of smoke rose into the sky, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of gunpowder smoke...
The squad platoon leader took action directly and corrected the panic-stricken people running in the east direction. The next second, another bomb fell next to them, and they lost consciousness while their bodies were still in mid-air...
