The staff officer on the side was stunned when he heard the boss giving such an order.
"Boss, where are you going to steal five tons..." the staff officer said helplessly. The order was quite handsome and he waved a five-ton shell with his big hand, but he had to consider the actual situation, right?
We are now in the early stages of the Anti-Japanese War, and resources and ammunition are extremely scarce. Many soldiers even do not even have guns.
Boss: "emm..."
"Isn't there five tons..."
"So, four tons? Three tons?"
"There's always two tons, right?"
The boss, who was angry when his staff didn't say anything, slapped the table. Damn it, this boss seemed as poor as a beggar and couldn't even spare five tons of artillery shells!
"Tell me how many there are!"
The chief of staff took out a small account book and did the calculations. Finally, he smacked his lips and said hesitantly: "Boss, the most we can make is 1.63548 tons."
"The arsenal has a batch of goods that haven't come out yet. It's just in time. There is really no explosives."
Boss: "..."
The boss frowned and said, "That's all, I'll give you whatever you have."
"Go quickly, order all the ministries to join the battle, and be sure to stop all the little devils rushing to Taiyuan in the middle of the road!"
"Also, where is the 386th Brigade? It is the closest to Taiyuan. I will personally lead the troops to Taiyuan today. Even if the fucking Emperor's support team comes, I still want to see Lin Zhong!"
"Go quickly!"
...
Soon the boss got the news.
"Boss, the 386th Brigade has... gone, and I'm afraid it's almost to Taiyuan now." the communications soldier reported.
"What!"
"He dares to lead troops to Taiyuan without telling me!"
"Damn it, it's the other way around!"
"For Lin Zhong, how dare he send troops to Taiyuan without permission without even saying hello to me!"
The boss clenched his fists in anger, but thinking about it, it was a good thing. This gave Lin Zhong a little more hope for his life.
Regardless of whether he disobeys orders or not, if something happens to Lin Zhong, he, the boss, really can't explain it to his superiors.
"Go, take a guard group, I will go to Taiyuan!"
...
At this time, the 386th Brigade was already on the road. After receiving the telegram from the boss, the brigade commander only glanced at it and crumpled the telegram into a ball.
In the truck, the brigade commander sat in the passenger seat, with a guard driving the car and a communications soldier behind him.
"Brigadier, over there..."
The communications soldier was interrupted by the brigade commander before he finished speaking.
"Tell the boss that you will not accept military orders abroad." The brigade commander said coldly. The guard on the side had never seen the brigade commander like this. In his heart, the brigade commander always obeyed the boss's orders.
The communications soldier was stunned, "Disobeying orders?"
After hearing this, the brigade commander immediately shouted, "Fart!"
"Wait, don't send it yet, just say...the signal is not good, and the headquarters telegram cannot be received for the time being."
Signal Corps: "..."
...
At the foot of Taiyuan City.
The destruction of the plane completely angered Beilele, who ordered the elite infantry to take the lead in attacking.
"IELTS for you!"
At this moment, there are about 20,000 elite Type A infantrymen who have arrived in Taiyuan. They all wear leather-soled shoes with rubber soles and hold brand-new rifles in their hands.
The Japanese, like dogs with bared teeth, rushed forward to bite people. They were much more ferocious than the previous Japanese soldiers in Taiyuan City.
Lin Zhong held a Gatling in his hand, raised the Gatling high and screamed, "Kill"!
In an instant, the two armies clashed!
dadadadada...
The two sides did not use any heavy weapons at the beginning of the confrontation, only rifles and machine guns.
Beilile has his own pride. In his opinion, it is far from necessary to use heavy weapons to deal with this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers.
"Come on! Kill these Eighth Route Army soldiers and tell them who is the ruler of northwestern Shanxi!" Beilile roared from behind. He had great confidence in his infantry.
With nearly overwhelming numbers, the New Regiment fell into a bitter battle, but the entire New Regiment was not in disarray at all. Each battalion was arranged in an orderly manner.
Zhang Dabiao of the First Battalion led the team to pull up the battle line, taking advantage of the weak terrain to pull up two lines of defense and lay out sacks to start a positional battle.
The second battalion's sharp gun company and artillery company were responsible for long-range artillery support at the rear.
The third battalion was still at the Mi Zhuang headquarters at this moment, and Lin Zhong ordered the fourth battalion to serve as two wings to cover the two sides for mobile support.
There were so many enemies that they almost surrounded Lin Zhong's new group in the center, so Lin Zhong had to use all the advantages available here to fight for a chance of survival.
The moment the two sides fought, a shocking firepower broke out. At this moment, the smell of blood filled the sky. Some people were beaten to pieces by machine guns, and some were blown up until only half of their bodies were left...
"You damn little devil, I'll fight with you!" Zhang Dabiao picked up a Czech machine gun, put it on the sack and started firing!
Even more cruel was Lin Zhong. Lin Zhong drove a truck over. Lin Zhong picked up Gatlin and stood on the truck, pointed at the group of Japs and started shooting!
The moment Gatlin turned, he swept across a large area!
demon! War meat grinder! The Japanese no longer knew what words to use to describe Lin Zhong.
Half an hour later, Beilile found that his army had not advanced even thirty meters!
The artillery fire from the new regiment stunned him for a moment. He had also fought against the small Eighth Route Army in the Bohai area. The combat effectiveness of those Eighth Route Army was ridiculously poor, and it was completely different from the group in front of him...
"Baga, carry out the second attack!" Beilile drew out his command knife and launched the second wave of charges!
Lin Zhong gritted his teeth. These Japs were like a pack of hungry wolves, no, a pack of vicious dogs, one after another.
"Damn it, brothers, give me a good beating, don't save bullets for me!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
...
Although the new group faced difficulties, no one flinched. They all held the weapons in their hands and stared at the Japanese not far away.
At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from behind the Japanese!
Not long after, gunfire came from all directions!
"Commander, listen!"
"Made in Hanyang!"
"San Ba Da Gai!"
"Made in the border area!"
"It's our people who are coming!" Zhang Dabiao shouted.
Everyone in the new regiment looked and saw that what was coming from the east was indeed the Eighth Route Army!
Lin Zhong took out his binoculars and took a look, his eyes widened immediately. The number of the 386th Brigade!
"Brigadier, you are so damn interesting!"
Lin Zhong turned to look to the west again!
The gunfire on the west side was definitely not from the Eighth Route Army. The firepower was fierce and the gunfire was also mixed with the sound of an American submachine gun!
"It's the Jinsui Army!"
"Regiment 358!"
At this moment, Chu Yunfei actually became the captain of the commando team. His subordinates drove over in a truck. Chu Yunfei stood on top holding a machine gun and started charging at the Japanese!
dadadadadada...
Chu Yunfei gritted his teeth, and then shouted in Lin Zhong's direction.
"Brother Lin, Yun Fei is coming!"
