There are so many people who come from martial arts halls, but it’s still not certain how powerful they are. Having seen so much blood and flesh, life and death, smoke and flames of war, Hu Yi's understanding of the battlefield has already been deeply rooted in his bones.
He only took a few glances at the small battlefield situation, and could come up with a complete set of response plans in his mind without analyzing the situation between ourselves and the enemy.
Relying on village countermeasures and rationally allocating troops and arranging firepower may not be perfect, but it is completely sufficient to deal with the Japs who are arrogant and do not have heavy firepower, and the puppet troops who are pretending to be powerful.
Everyone knows that in addition to fighting for firepower, the battlefield is also about fighting for casualties. Compassion does not control soldiers, so the soldiers of the Nine Battalions rarely grieved for the wounded and wounded soldiers needlessly.
Every account is first recorded on the devil's head, and washed with the devil's blood and life. However, Hu Yi never planned a strategy of killing one hundred enemies and injuring eighty others.
To defeat an enemy four times your own with one battalion requires not only courage, but also courage. He has been in desperate situations many times and narrowly escaped death.
Facing a powerful enemy, my heart remained calm. What kind of generals are there, there are what kind of soldiers! When Luo Fugui, a bandit carrying a machine gun, met Hu Yi for the first time, who also loved machine gun firepower, the two were destined to have a unique intersection.
Following Hu Yi, the mule's nature of sweeping away a large area and shrinking its head after hitting a shuttle is hard to change, but the machine gun firepower output during the battle has long been integrated into Hu Yi's bones.
From an unqualified heavyweight machine gunner, he was gradually transformed by Hu Yi, and his soul seemed to have turned into a machine gun.
There is Hu Yi's battle, and all battles are centered on machine guns. For the Ninth Battalion, the machine gun position has always directly determined the basic formation. This battle seems to be very different from the past!
Li Xiang was barely able to shoot out grenades with a grenade, and now he can almost match the accuracy of second-rate Japanese grenadiers.
He was fed entirely by live ammunition. Wan Baoxi is a different kind. He is an artilleryman of the national army, but it is impossible to say how powerful an artilleryman he is.
Just like the oil seller, if you shoot too many shells, even if you can't hit them exactly where you want, you can still hit them roughly.
Madman Yang is not a professional artilleryman and he understands artillery theory. Unfortunately, this guy talks too little, and he still manages to get a lot of artillery theory out of him.
After receiving the order from the battalion commander, we quickly arranged for the soldiers to put the mortar grenades on the roof. There are not many people in the Nine Battalions who can hit the grenade accurately, and this thing doesn't need to be accurate. His idea is simple, it can't be accurate, right?
I'll give you some artillery coverage! An eight-door grenade can produce forty grenades after five rounds. With any luck, you can also kill the little Japanese commander hiding behind the armored vehicle!
This group of people who can be called a mob gathered together and each used their own strengths to block nearly 300 Japanese soldiers in five armored vehicles and more than a thousand puppet soldiers from outside the village, making it difficult to advance or retreat.
In the village, Captain Xiao of the activist armed working team looked at the two mortars set up by Wan Daoxi and the soldiers. The twelve small cannons were trembling with excitement.
The Eighth Route Army is poor! Many regiment-level combat units do not have mortars, and many even do not have heavy machine guns!
Not to mention the Eighth Route Army, which has developed too fast. Most teams cannot guarantee that they have guns. In the past, mortars were only available at the central military camp level of the National Army. The National Army infantry generally carried thirty rounds of ammunition, and the average number of people in the ninth battalion was more than 100. Not only did it surpass the National Army soldiers, it was even on par with the Japanese!
The shell guns, which are only available to many teams and even company-level commanders, are in the hands of half of the ordinary soldiers in the Ninth Battalion.
That Tang Dagou was even more brazen, saying that the equipment of the ninth battalion, which was burdened by shell guns, was far beyond his imagination in the third column. If any company of infantry could be fully equipped with 38-inch caps, it would definitely make people stand out and show off their wealth.
A 38 big cover means killing or injuring a Japanese! You know, it usually costs five warrior lives to kill a Japanese in an ambush battle, and it is even more difficult to kill a Japanese in the plains.
However, Jiuying didn't even care about Sanba Dagai. In fact, he could also guess that the Ninth Battalion had no choice but to obtain Japanese rifles, but it was difficult to obtain ammunition.
Far less easy to use than the bullets of the 79 rifle. Many regiment-level units of the Eighth Route Army have small bullet reloading factories. He has seen the bullets of the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion, and not a single bullet is a reloading bullet at all!
Measuring the combat effectiveness of an army is not just about equipment. What's more important is the command level of the commander, who has the final say on how to fight everything.
After the Nine Battalions entered the plain, they were like a fish entering water, with no rules and regulations on their heads. Regardless of the common people, everything depends on seizures.
He was also a little worried. Such a team had no foundation and could do whatever they wanted on the plains. Once they were surrounded by the Japanese, they would have no reinforcements at all and could easily be wiped out.
According to the definition of his superiors, typical military adventurism. A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"The distance is 120, hit the target at 130: behind the third Japanese armored vehicle, the Japanese headquarters!" Wan Daoxi, who was in charge of the command, shouted.
The soldier next to him immediately waved the flag and shouted: "One test shot." The grenade soldier at position 1 pulled the belt, and a grenade rushed out of the mouth of the grenade and exploded more than 20 meters behind the Japanese car. .
"Raise the elevation angle five degrees and fire a salvo!" Wan Daoxi entered the command state and shouted. The ordering soldier next to him shouted: "Raise the elevation five degrees and prepare for a salvo!" Twelve soldiers holding grenades on different roofs pulled the firing belt almost at the same time.
There is a sequence of sounds, and there is only one dull sound.
"Second salvo." Wan Shao kept shouting orders: "Mortar preparation." From a distance of more than 100 meters, the mortar was charged with No. 0, and the muzzle was slightly to the west, almost straight into the sky.
Tom Zheng mobilized his troops to prepare for a new round of attack. Suddenly there was a scream, and then a grenade exploded behind the armored vehicle.
The Japanese observers holding binoculars tried to find the location of the eight-way grenade fired in the village. From a feeling, the Eighth Route Army in the village seems to be attacking armored vehicles.
Unfortunately, Tubal Road is Tubal Road, and it is impossible to use a grenade. I was shocked. The second lieutenant who was attacked last night said that there were mortars on the 8th Route!
Tubalu did not fire any artillery, obviously hiding its firepower. Suddenly I realized that in addition to mortars, the Eighth Route Army in the village also had grenades!
They must have captured several grenade launchers during the sneak attack on the county town. There seemed to be a muffled sound in the village that was much louder than before, and then a special whistling sound became louder and louder, a bit harsh.
More than a dozen black spots appeared in the sky one after another. The observer immediately shouted a warning: "The enemy..." A bullet flew from nowhere and went straight into the right side of his face, knocking the bullet out of his mouth before it could come out.
The word "attack" was typed back. The big dog hiding in the gap between the millstones behind the wall of the west courtyard of the village pulled the bolt of the gun proudly: "I've tolerated you for so long!" Another bullet drilled into the chest of a Japanese grenadier who was added. His eyes were still on the grenade explosion behind the armored vehicle. The Japanese military police lieutenant who was pointing suddenly realized something and immediately turned around and ordered: "Grenade, fight back immediately!" This man reacted quickly. After saying this, he went directly to the bottom of the armored vehicle.
The two lieutenants next to him turned around, looked for cover, and hid under the armored vehicle one after another. I feel a little regretful, I seemed to have forgotten something before
"Little things": dig a hole or build a bunker. The ground behind the third armored vehicle trembled violently when the headquarters roared.
In an instant, a large area of soil and sand was stirred up like a waterfall. The smoke was billowing like fog. Shrapnel flew everywhere like hail.
The strange screams of the people suddenly sounded. The grenade that landed on the armored vehicle made a crisp and loud sound, which seemed to be reddish in the smoke. The armored vehicle body was hit by shrapnel, making a dense tinkling sound.
The car body weighing only three tons seemed to be in the center of a violent storm. It made the sound of metal friction and squeaking. Hu Yi, who was lying behind the grindstone at the root of the wall, relaxed his brows and said: "Wanbian's fine workmanship is beautiful, the aim is right, the distance is right, and the coverage is perfect." !”
