The artillery platoon of the new regiment only has three mortars and four grenade launchers. This time, the first battalion to attack the highlands was assigned one mortar and two grenade launchers, but the artillery shells were extremely scarce, and only seven rounds were allocated. Mortar shells and more than a dozen grenade launchers. Although the grenade launchers had more shells, they did not play any role in covering the three rows of battles just now. They seemed to be of no use when they hit the cement fortifications, so Zhao Mingyuan They planned to use mortars to solve the fortifications on the highlands.
There were no heavy machine guns on the high ground, and light machine guns were weaker than mortars in terms of range. However, the New Regiment could not produce a decent gunner after the sacrifice of the gunner pillar. As a result, two artillery shells were fired, and only one shell landed. The side of the fortification did not seem to cause any harm to the Japanese on the high ground.
Two artillery shells were wasted like this. It made Zhao Mingyuan's body hurt. If the artillery platoon wasn't directly under the regiment level, Zhao Mingyuan would have wanted to go up and kick him.
"Captain Zhao, do you want to fight?" The soldiers in the artillery platoon asked after seeing the pain in Zhao Mingyuan's expression.
Zhao Mingyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Hit!" After saying that, he asked a few more questions, "If you hit me again, how likely are you to hit the target?"
Gu Haibo, who was in charge of firing the cannon, glanced at the high ground in the distance and frowned, "Only 60% sure, the sight is too poor!"
"The vision is too poor?" Zhao Mingyuan took a deep breath, "If you come to fight when the enemy fires, how much confidence can you have?"
"In that case, it will be 80%!"
"Is it just a 20% increase?" Zhao Mingyuan asked.
"Our regiment's artillery has been in use for a long time. The one we are using now was captured by Commander Li at that time. It was broken when it was captured. It has been repaired and used now." Gu Haibo said.
"It's good to have an extra 20%. I'll arrange another charge later. You look for an opportunity to fire two machine guns. If you knock out one of them, I'll give you credit!"
"Yes!" Gu Haibo saluted.
"Fourth platoon leader!"
"have!"
"Take your people and prepare to attack the high ground immediately!"
"yes!"
The fourth platoon leader went down to prepare.
A correspondent hurriedly ran to Zhao Mingyuan with a piece of paper and saluted, "Captain Zhao, this is the defense map of the Japanese high ground."
"Defense map!" Zhao Mingyuan muttered excitedly, then snatched the paper from the communications soldier's hand.
The drawing was very sloppy, but Zhao Mingyuan could understand it clearly.
After reading it, he immediately shouted loudly, "Four platoon commanders!"
A voice came from the distance, "Yes!"
After a few seconds, a figure ran to Zhao Mingyuan. Before Zhao Mingyuan could speak, the fourth platoon leader spoke first, "Batalion Commander, you may regret it, so you can't replace him!"
"I didn't say I wanted to return the people. The regiment just got the defense map of the Japanese positions. Come and take a look." Zhao Mingyuan said.
"Is there such a good thing?" the fourth platoon leader said, approaching Zhao Mingyuan, "Did the reconnaissance company do it?"
"have no idea!"
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Xu San took Heisaki to the high ground where the Japanese were stationed.
As soon as they entered the high ground, a mortar landed not far in front of the fortifications, kicking up some soil.
Looking at the impact point of the cannonball, Xu San said to himself, "This accuracy is not very good!"
"This is the first round. After the firing, it will be the school artillery. I believe it will not take long for the second round to fall. We should take cover at this time."
After being advised to eat enough, Xu San and Heiqi decisively found a bunker and hid.
Xu San, who was hiding in the bunker, was thinking, hoping that Ding Wei could receive the message. Although his dictation was simple, he should be able to understand that the fortifications built by the Japanese were like a tortoise shell, without a large number of casualties. I simply refused to come down.
After a while, the second shell fell, landing less than one meter in front of the bunker. Although it was an improvement over the previous one, the accuracy still made Xu San stunned.
Xu San, who produces cement at home, knows that even if mortar shells fall, they will not cause much damage to the bunker.
Much of the cement in the cement plant has been systematically weakened, but the ones used by the Japanese to build fortifications today were not. He discovered this problem during his inspection at night, but the work was done and the fortifications were all repaired. He had nothing to do. We can't let these little devils tear down the repaired fortifications and start over again, and at night, these cement fortifications are almost dry.
The Japanese's ten-man team, with three of them slightly injured, withstood two attacks by the Eighth Route Army. At this moment, they had enough ammunition to cope with a few more small charges, which would not be a problem.
Murakami Hiro is the captain of this ten-man team. He is not tall and has a somewhat thin face. He did not give him a good look after seeing Xu San, because Xu San forcefully took the heavy machine gun away from his hand. Although That heavy machine gun was not the equipment of their team, but he still felt unhappy.
Looking at the angry Murakami Hiro, Xu San said with a smile, "Thank you, Second Lieutenant Murakami!"
"It's not hard work to be loyal to Tian Locust!" Murakami Hiro said, looking at Xu San, "I think Mr. Xu San is very leisurely. How about staying with us to resist the Eighth Route Army's attack?"
Xu San waved his hands and said with a smile, "Forgive me, I don't know how to fight, and staying here will only cause trouble. I think Second Lieutenant Murakami is in a bad mood, maybe because of the heavy machine gun."
"No! The commander of the fifth battalion's defense line does need heavy firepower such as heavy machine guns to contain the enemy. However..." Murakami Hiro said and glanced in the direction of Sun Changhai's position, "However, the Eighth Route Army on the fifth battalion's side has not yet been able to contain the enemy." There’s no movement, maybe something happened.”
"I just came over there. The Eighth Route Army has already arranged a battalion of troops. As for why we don't fight, I think it's because the time has not come yet." Xu San casually found an excuse, and then approached with a harmless smile. Murakami Hiro, "Don't keep a straight face. Isn't it just a heavy machine gun? When the battle is over, I will ask Sun Changhai to send it to you."
Murakami Hiroshi's mouth twitched and he thought to himself, what's the point of having a heavy machine gun when the battle is over?
The two attacks of the 1st Battalion were almost tests and not very intense. Although some people in Murakami's team were injured, they were all minor injuries and did not affect their combat effectiveness. So at this moment, Murakami didn't have much complaints against Xu San. At the same time, he also had no complaints about the Eighth Route Army. There was a bit of contempt.
"Your Excellency, Xu San, won't you go to the Fifth Battalion's position? It should be safer there than here." Murakami Hiroshi asked.
"Be loyal to the Locust! I will go wherever there is danger!" Xu San said seriously.
"I remember just now that Your Excellency said that staying here would only cause trouble. How do you explain this?" Murakami Hiro was very shrewd and quickly caught the flaw in Xu San's language.
Xu San did not blush, but continued to say seriously, "These are two different things! I am mainly here to express my condolences to everyone?" (End of Chapter)
