Chapter 24 Li Yunlong: Zhuzi, You Hit It Wrong.

Boom boom boom!

The two sides that were about to fight, whether it was the New 1st Regiment or Sakata's infantry battalion, were interrupted by the sudden artillery attack.

The Japanese who were completely unprepared were stunned in an instant.

In fact, the Japanese infantry heard the sound of artillery, but most of them just thought that their own artillery launched artillery coverage on the enemy.

Many of them just cursed these superiors in their hearts and didn't care about the lives of these foot men.

As for the artillery of the Eighth Route Army?

Don't be ridiculous, if the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side had artillery, it would have destroyed the command post of its own chief with one shot.

The quality of individual Japanese soldiers in this era was still very good.

As soon as they were bombarded, the grassroots officers began to organize the infantry to avoid the artillery, and tried to contact their own artillery to attack the enemy's artillery positions.

But soon!

Another round of artillery fire fell.

This time the Japanese were not so lucky. The shooting parameters of this round of artillery fire were as accurate as if they had been corrected.

The Japanese infantry suffered heavy losses, and luck was really on the side of the Eighth Route Army.

A few kilometers away, at the artillery position of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division, the brigade commander looked at the few remaining shells and muttered to himself.

"Damn Li Yunlong, you have to come back alive!"

On the battlefield, any delay will lead to passiveness.

Especially their opponent is Li Yunlong, who never misses any opportunity.

Compared with the shock of the Japanese, Li Yunlong only thought for a while and understood what was going on.

The 771st and 772nd Regiments did not have barreled artillery, and the closest person who could support him was the brigade commander.

However, the brigade's assets were just these, and they could only rely on themselves next.

Thinking of the brigade commander's scolding but caring appearance on weekdays, even a tough guy like Li Yunlong was moved.

These thoughts only flashed by, and the new regiment quickly reorganized to attack.

"Comrades, the brigade commander can only help us here, the rest depends on us."

"Take down the head of the old devil Sakata and give it to the brigade commander, the new regiment will attack!"

Da da da. Da da da

The sound of the assault team's light machine guns continued to echo on the mountain road.

The skilled machine gunners used a stepped attack to forcibly achieve the effect of heavy machine guns, and the dense bullets hit the devils at the front fiercely.

At this time, it was a matter of life and death for both sides, and the devils' machine guns also began to fight back.

One by one, the little devils obeyed the command of the squad leader and began to gather under their respective ointment flags, cooperating with heavy weapons to start attacking.

The soldiers of the new regiment began to fall in groups, but these did not affect the speed of the counterattack.

Finally, the two sides officially came into contact.

Under the cover of machine guns and rifles, Zhang Dabiao's assault team fiercely penetrated into the devil's infantry brigade, and they disrupted the devil's formation like a sharp knife.

Most of the soldiers in the commando team used Mauser pistols, which had many advantages over rifles in close combat.

The machine gunners behind them also began to look for suitable places to shoot freely, while the infantrymen rushed towards the devils with bayonets and fought with the commandos.

Seeing that the little devils began to get rid of the chaos caused by the shelling and gradually organized themselves.

This was what Zhang Dabiao didn't want to see. Once the devils completed their assembly, the offensive of their commandos might be stopped, so he issued a new order.

"Throw all the grenades! Don't leave any!"

For a while, the devils in front of the commando were blown upside down, and dozens of devils were blown to death. The organization that had finally improved collapsed again.

At this time, Captain Li entered the battlefield with a large blade in one hand and a Mauser pistol in the other hand, accompanied by the guard platoon.

He had just chopped down a devil, and immediately shot another Japanese who wanted to sneak attack him.

The guard Hu Zi was responsible for the safety behind him and was ready to attack at any time.

As the charge progressed, they soon arrived at the bombardment site selected by Wang Chengzhu.

With the concentrated firepower opening the way, and the fact that there were no fortifications and bunkers on the Japanese positions, the new regiment carried out the combat plan with great momentum.

Wang Chengzhu's artillery squad began to set up mortars on the Japanese positions.

He put down the base, installed the barrel, and adjusted the bracket. The set of movements was smooth and pleasing to the eye, and even laymen would give a thumbs up.

It took only half a minute to successfully assemble a 60mm mortar.

After the gun position was determined, Wang Chengzhu took a deep breath to adjust his mentality.

He raised his thumb as usual, squinted his eyes and began to aim, and after adjusting the parameters of the mortar, he said to the ammunition man next to him: "Give me the shells."

The ammunition man next to him was also an old comrade in the artillery squad. He had prepared the mortar shells long ago and handed one to him.

Picking up the shells handed over by the ammunition man, Wang Chengzhu seemed to have changed into a different person.

At this moment, he was no longer the honest man who was submissive in front of the regiment commander, but a god of death who had the final say on the battlefield.

Seeing that Wang Chengzhu decided to fire so quickly, Li Yunlong warned him a little worriedly while firing.

"Zhuzi, you better shoot accurately. It's not like you haven't fired at the Japanese on their positions before."

"The guard platoon should set up a blocking position on the spot and buy enough time for the artillery. Don't feel sorry for the bullets. If you run out of bullets, you can still find a way, but if you lose your life, it's all over."

After saying that, he led everyone to start blocking on the spot, ensuring that Wang Chengzhu's artillery squad was not affected by the devils.

It seemed that seeing the Eighth Route Army set up mortars, the surrounding devils attacked this position like crazy, and the pressure on Li Yunlong and the guard platoon was increasing.

The Mauser pistol kept firing, and with the sound of gunfire, one devil would become a corpse, but soon another would come up.

"Zhuzi, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore."

Wang Chengzhu ignored the cursing regiment commander and stuffed the shell into the muzzle.

After letting go, the shell fell out of the chamber, and the gunmen immediately turned sideways and lowered their heads.

Ding!

"The 60-caliber rifle really sounds like this, very crisp, and a good gun is a good gun."

A wisp of green smoke came out of the muzzle, and flames burst out. The shell drew an arc in the air and headed towards Sakata Nobutsu's headquarters.

Unfortunately, the shell did not hit the target. The shooting angle was slightly higher and hit the communication antenna of Sakata Nobutsu's headquarters.

"Zhu Zi, you missed the target, and the old devil is below."

At the same time, in the Japanese headquarters, Sakata was observing the battlefield with his staff.

He never expected that the Eighth Route Army would bring him such a big surprise today.

The enemy's collective counterattack had already made him feel that the general on the opposite side was crazy, and then the subsequent artillery bombardment made him look pale. He did not consider that the other side had guns at all.

"But fortunately, no matter how crazy these enemies are, hand-to-hand combat is inevitable."

"Ma Saka!"

The expected hand-to-hand combat was not as he thought. In his impression, the warriors of the younger country would definitely tear the enemy apart when fighting hand-to-hand with the other side.

However, the infantrymen who were fighting with the Eighth Route Army's vanguard in hand-to-hand combat were already at a disadvantage.

The imagined scene of collapse did not happen, and the battle between the two sides was very tragic.

In the training of the devil soldiers, the learning of bayonet tactics took up a lot of time.

These bastards were accompanied by bayonets day and night, so it was not surprising that they were so strong in bayonet fighting.

Moreover, Japan also adjusted the length of the bayonet according to the actual situation of its own soldiers to adapt to their short stature, so as to better play a role on the battlefield.

Sakata Nobutsu really couldn't accept it!

His brother country's samurai actually fell into a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, an explosion sounded right above him. The staff officer next to him hurried forward to protect Sakata Nobutsu, and the yellow dust spread throughout the command post.

The brigade commander picked up two 75 mountain guns discarded by the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and 18 shells.

It was reasonable to fire two rounds here.