Chapter 131 Second Battalion Commander! Where Is Your Fucking Infantry Artillery!

When Kong Jie led the soldiers of two battalions to Niangziguan Village, the village had been completely controlled by the Second Battalion, and even several traitors were tied up at the entrance of the village.

It turned out that there were not many enemies here.

When the Japanese saw the railway station below being attacked, they were immediately anxious. After all, the defense here is a trinity. If one place is lost, the other two will be more or less implicated.

Let alone whether they will be held accountable by their superiors after the war, they can't bear the blame for the loss of the railway.

So when the Second Battalion came to the village, there were only five Japanese and ten puppet troops left to maintain law and order. Although the common people did not dare to face the brutal Japanese, it was no problem to secretly lead the Eighth Route Army.

With the help of the locals, the clearance task progressed rapidly. Every commoner in the village was the eyes of the soldiers, and these enemies had nowhere to go if they wanted to escape.

After dealing with the traitors, the independent regiment quickly gathered at the entrance of the village, and they took out the ladders that had been prepared long ago and rushed to the mountain of Niangziguan.

Although I don't know why there are no enemies in the turret, it is definitely right to take advantage of his weakness. These four evils will get into trouble sooner or later.

Just as the soldiers were carrying ladders and trying to approach the mountain, the Japanese on the gate tower of the pass finally couldn't help it.

The little guys first turned on the searchlight, and then there came the unique shooting sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun, mixed with the crooked handle and the Type 38 rifle.

This sudden attack immediately caused several comrades to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Kong Jie had already arranged the tactics.

The first battalion was responsible for setting up ladders and blasting, while the second battalion was staring at the city walls and turrets. A few seconds after the searchlight came on, the precision shooters and machine gunners of the second battalion began to fight back.

More than a dozen MAS-36s and several light machine guns fired at the suddenly appearing enemy. Although it is difficult to hit the target at this distance, the lack of quality is compensated by quantity, and soon all the firepower points and searchlights were silenced.

This little firepower alone was not enough to suppress hundreds of people. The medical staff quickly carried the injured soldiers back to the village for treatment, and the remaining comrades continued the unfinished work.

The scene turned to the Niangzi Pass. When the comrades of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region began to attack, the Japanese in the city immediately began to act.

They climbed up the gate tower as quickly as possible and built a firepower point. But most of the defenders were taken away by Ikeda Kameichi's motorcycle team, and the remaining garrison forces could only play a limited role.

What's more, they were also responsible for protecting the railway bridge on the east side of Niangzi Pass. The workload was no lighter than that of their colleagues in the railway station. Even if they wanted to support, they were powerless.

The view on the gate was very good, and they also had telescopes, so they naturally saw that their comrades in the village below were ambushed. But the second lieutenant who stayed behind ordered everyone not to shoot.

This was because he considered that at that distance, except for heavy machine guns, other weapons could only play a very limited role. The bullets from rifles and light machine guns didn't know where they floated, which was a pure waste of bullets.

But if the heavy machine gun opens fire now, it will expose their own firepower points.

After the Eighth Route Army occupies the village, they will definitely use this place as a springboard. When they attack the pass, the heavy machine guns can kill some people.

For his own life and future, this Japanese lieutenant can only die with his friends.

But now that they are suppressed, the Japanese are completely helpless. In this situation, they are completely waiting to die. There are only a few shooting holes that are stared at by the Eighth Route Army below, and a wave of bullets will be exposed.

If they do nothing, they will die after the Eighth Route Army blows up the artillery tower.

At this moment, the Japanese lieutenant heard a familiar roar. The sound of the motorcycle engine that disturbed his rest in the past and made him crazy when he heard it is now his savior.

The little Japanese explained the current situation to the nearby messenger, and then ordered him to report the current battle situation to Kameichi Ikeda.

As for why he didn't go by himself? It's because of the traditional customs of the army. If he goes there in person now, he will definitely be slapped.

Things did not develop as expected. The messenger followed the voice and found his lieutenant. He saw from a distance that the other party had red eyes and was running wildly with his command knife in hand.

This made him a little scared, after all, he was the one who reported the previous news.

After seeing the messenger, Ikeda Kameichi stopped immediately.

"Report to the captain! We are now being attacked by the Eighth Route Army! The garrison on the mountainside has been completely wiped out, and the station at the foot of the mountain has temporarily delayed the enemy's attack."

"According to Lieutenant Nagashima's judgment, our unit is facing an attack from a regiment of the Eighth Route Army! No heavy weapons have been found to be carried by the enemy at present."

Hearing this, the devil's face had turned liver-colored. Especially when he heard about the enemy's strength, it seemed as if the messenger in front of him was silently laughing at him.

Fortunately, he still had some skills to cultivate his qi, but unfortunately not much. He first divided his devils into two parts, sending the larger group to the four artillery towers and the smaller group to the city gate tower.

When he saw that the messenger in front of him did not make any move, Ikeda Kameichi slapped him in the face.

"What are you waiting for? Don't you know that the enemy is attacking? If you are still dazed, the enemy will put a bayonet on your face!"

After being knocked down, the messenger covered his face with some grievance. He wanted to stab the other person to death now, because he had clearly told the other person about the matter at the beginning.

But thinking of his mother and wife in the hometown, he finally lost the courage to resist, and could only stumble towards the city gate like a zombie.

After the main force came back, the four artillery towers and the defenders on the city gate formed a linkage.

In the dark night, under the vision provided by the flares, the firepower of more than a dozen machine guns intertwined to form a firepower network.

The casualties of the independent regiment began to increase, but it was still acceptable for the time being. Even the elite Japanese veterans found it difficult to guarantee their hit rate at this distance.

After temporarily retreating to the village, the battalion commander was a little dejected. He complained that he did not seize the opportunity. If he could climb up the mountain under the enemy's firepower at the first time, at least two bunkers would have been blown up now.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, so he walked up to Kong Jie and said seriously:

"Captain, let me lead my comrades to charge again! This time, our first battalion is guaranteed to take down the enemy artillery tower!"

Although Kong Jie was a little distressed by the casualties of the soldiers, he was not a man of mercy. Now the two sides were still fighting, and even if he was sad, he had to wait until the war was over.

Looking at his subordinates who came to him to ask for a fight, Kong Jie first asked them to sit on the ground and calm down.

During the war, being too excited will make the troops lose their composure. At that time, affecting the efficiency of the attack is a small matter. The most serious consequence is that the enemy will find an opportunity to increase casualties.

He looked at his first battalion commander and said:

"Do you remember why our regiment took the initiative to take on this feint attack mission? Have you forgotten what the brigade commander gave us before leaving?"

"What era is it! Still using ladders to attack the city!"

Speaking of this, Kong Jie stood up suddenly and looked at the second battalion not far away. Before the first battalion commander came to his senses, he shouted:

"Second battalion commander! Where's your fucking infantry gun! Pull it up for me!

"I want to see if you can use it! Shoot for me! Aim directly! Blast it!"

The Eighth Route Army had few opportunities to attack the county town, and the few times so far were directly commanded by the division headquarters. Kong Jie had no such experience before, so the independent regiment lacked experience in this assault mission.

The ability to attack the city gate tower and the gun tower on the mountain was also very limited. As a result, the troops suffered nearly 100 casualties in the first wave of attack.

But Kong Jie was just straightforward, not stupid. Since the hard bone appeared, he must take out the enhanced version of the Type 92 infantry gun to fight.

The reason why it was not used at the beginning was that the brigade commander only gave 20 shells, and each one must be used in a critical place. At that time, the Japanese artillery There must be no one in the building, so using explosive packs is the best choice.

Although the independent regiment is relatively wealthy now, it is not to the extent of using such heavy weapons casually.

Moreover, this is the only long-range offensive weapon in the regiment. If the enemy is exposed in advance, they will definitely find ways to sabotage it.

After receiving the order, the second battalion commander immediately called his artillery platoon, and the artillery team began to assemble the cannon on the spot. These professional soldiers are much faster than the workers in the logistics department, and they can fire in a few minutes.

After seeing that the enhanced version of the Type 92 infantry gun was ready, Kong Jie pointed his broadsword at the leftmost turret and shouted:

"Quick! Install it and shoot! Shoot hard! "

With a deafening sound, a large gap was blasted into the second turret on the left side of the mountain. And this shell seemed to have hit the Japanese ammunition depot, causing a series of explosions.

Although it was not the intended target, it still severely damaged the Japanese turret. Judging from this situation, the enemy over there will definitely be unable to fight in a short time.

The second battalion commander slapped the artilleryman on the back. This was also his first time to command a barreled artillery battle, and he actually achieved such a rich result.

"You are really good, usually you don't show off, but when you do, you use a ruthless move! Quick! Keep shooting! There are four more targets. ”

The artilleryman was emboldened by his superior’s praise. Although he was aiming at and shooting at different targets, it seemed that the correct way to use this gun had been discovered.

Ikeda Kameichi on the city gate was now greatly shocked. The Eighth Route Army’s move was completely beyond his expectations. He was originally very satisfied with the stalemate between the two sides. After all, Niangzi Pass was on the railway line, and reinforcements would definitely be faster than the enemy.

But now their squadron has become a meal on the enemy’s plate, and the only solid fortifications they can rely on are no longer effective.

The enhanced Type 92 infantry gun can fire up to 8 rounds per minute. At the cost of 7 shells, the independent The regiment successfully broke through the enemy's defense line, and everyone rushed into Niangzi Pass.

The bugler stood on a dirt slope and blew the charge, and this time no enemy could hit him.

The enemy's sporadic resistance did not work, and the enemies in the pass were cleared out by the soldiers of the independent regiment in just ten minutes.

The whole battle took only thirty minutes, and a soldier from the third battalion planted the flag of victory on the gate of Niangzi Pass.

The compatriots who had lived under the iron hoof of the devil for nearly three years were so excited that they shed tears when they saw the flag of the Eighth Route Army flying high at the pass.

Ask for everything! Ask for everything!