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Chapter 282, kill the chicken to warn the monkey

"Old Yang!"

"Leader!"

Wang Xikui threw the submachine gun to the soldier next to him, and he took the cap from the soldier's hand.

Two seconds later, there was a bang.

The crooked handle that sprayed the tongue of flame went out immediately.

Monk Wei rushed out scrambling and came to Yang Zhongpeng's side, checking his breath with trembling fingers.

Sticking his cold fingers in the crowd, Yang Zhongpeng said angrily, "Damn it, I'm not dead yet!"

The monk didn't bother with him, he supported him and said, "Where is the injury, can you still stand up?"

"Can stand up."

Yang Zhongpeng gritted his teeth and replied, he was shot suddenly just now, his back felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and his right arm was also hit, which still hurts now.

The gap between the two talking.

The machine gun that had just fired went off three times, and then never fired again.

"Cover us!"

Monk Wei roared and helped Yang Zhongpeng to run back.

The mortar that Yang Zhongpeng wanted to take away before came in handy at this time.

The gunner was not stingy with the shells, and he bombarded the enemy who just appeared just now, firing all the dozen shells out in one breath.

The suppression of the artillery fire was much stronger than that of the machine guns. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers retreated along the route they had come.

……

The command post of the Ninth Brigade was set up in the center of the camp and was built by several larger tents.

The commander of the brigade, Ushi Daoman, was dressed in clothes, and looked at the raging flames of the artillery camp through the wide open curtain.

Behind him, the messengers of officers at all levels were busy collecting news from various places.

"General, I have already figured it out. A small group of enemy troops touched off the sentry post and detonated the shells of the artillery brigade. Now they have broken through and disappeared."

The chief of staff of the brigade, Yamashiro Dasao, bit the bullet and reported.

"How much is the loss of the Artillery Brigade?" Ushi Daoman's cold voice contained anger.

To be touched by a small group of enemy troops and let them run away was like slapping him in the face.

What a shame, what a shame!

The chief of staff looked down at the statistics: "Incomplete statistics, we lost about shells, more than half of the infantry artillery and mountain artillery, and two-thirds of the mortar artillery.

Because of the martyrdom of the shells, the shock wave caused a large number of casualties. The artillery brigade is roughly estimated to have 270 people, most of whom are soldiers.

Fortunately, the place where the officers and others stayed was a little far from the place where the shells were piled up, so it was a blessing in misfortune that it was not affected much. "

The artillery brigade has 700 people, and the casualties are three-sevenths, less than half.

"Should I be thankful that the remaining gunners are enough to use artillery?"

Niu Daoman almost gritted his teeth and asked, the terrain of Huangya Cave is complicated, so it has to rely on artillery fire.

He mobilized a reinforced brigade of artillery, with three times the amount of shells, to smash the enemy's tortoise shells, not to watch the fireworks.

"Where are the Fujita people?"

The captain of the artillery brigade, Fujita Nakasa, was waiting outside the tent, his clothes were disheveled and his face was livid with cold.

Hearing the brigade commander's voice, he rushed in and knelt down in front of Niu Daoman.

"General, it's my subordinate's dereliction of duty. I know I'm wrong. Please give me a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

Fujita sniveled and burst into tears, because of such a huge loss caused by negligence, no one can protect him.

I just hope that the general can forgive him and give him a chance when he sees himself in such a humble situation.

Niu Daoman looked at the crying subordinate in front of him, and his anger was reduced by three points. At least his attitude was good.

Then give him a chance.

"Artillery, who is in charge of the sentry tonight?"

Fujita raised his head: "It's Deputy Captain Kameichi, he is in charge of the guard post of the artillery team, and he personally arranged the sentry post tonight."

Chief of Staff: "As he said, Gui Yi is outside, General, do you want to see him?"

"No need, give him face and let him apologize by cutting open his stomach."

At this time, Ushijima finally showed his cold side. The loss of the artillery brigade must be taken care of by a person with sufficient weight.

Killing chickens to make an example to monkeys gave Fujita a chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds. The attack on Huangyadong would not be possible without the help of his artillery brigade.

It is obviously unwise to change generals before the battle.

So the only one who died was Kameichi.

After the order was conveyed, there was soon a dissatisfied Guiyi shouting outside: "General, I want to see the general, I am innocent."

He doesn't want to be decent, and someone will help him to be decent.

As the bayonet entered his stomach, the yelling turned into a wail, and then there was no sound.

Guiyi "suicide" by caesarean section.

Ushijima glanced at Fujita, whose body was shaking into sieves, and was very satisfied with the effect of killing chickens, so he asked him to go back immediately to clean up the mess, and he must not delay the early morning attack.

"Which camp is the Eighth Route exploiting a loophole, and whose defense zone is it?"

"It's the Fourth Brigade, the Sixth Squadron of the Second Brigade."

Ushidoman was a little surprised. After all, the Fourth Brigade was not his direct subordinate, and he killed people directly. It would be difficult to explain to old friends in the future.

"The Second Brigade takes the lead today, let the Sixth Squadron take the blame and meritorious deeds."

Judging from the sneak attack in the early morning, they were definitely on guard.Those who take the lead may not necessarily die, but the casualties will not be small.

Soft knives kill people, just as powerful.

In addition, from now on, the guard posts will be doubled to prevent the enemy from sabotaging again.

Niu Dao looked at the red light gradually rising on the horizon, wondering what else could be wrong?
"General, I want to see the general."

"Didn't you see that the general is busy? You can't afford to disturb the general."

"I have a report on that small group of enemies. It's very important."

Ushijima saw the officer with a bandage on his forehead in the distance, did he fight the enemy before?

Noda Takeshi, who was released, made a military salute with his not-so-clever arm: "General, I have an important report."

"Tell me."

"Yes." Noda Takeshi described in detail the battle that took place in the early morning.

"General, none of the three machine gunners can fire a single magazine, there are sharpshooters among the enemy, and their marksmanship is very accurate.

The use of mortars is even crazier than that of the imperial army, and more than a dozen shells fell on our position in less than a minute.

Among the eight roads we encountered before, it is completely unimaginable. "

Generally speaking, the Eighth Route Army is very short of ammunition, and it is difficult for soldiers who lack bullet training to produce sharpshooters.

As for the precious shells, one shot is less, and it is often only used at the most critical moment.

Instead of directly bombarding the sky and covering the sky like what he encountered this time.

Chief of Staff Shancheng Dazuo questioned: "Is it strange that the Eighth Route Army has one or two sharpshooters?

As for the shells, they just arrived at our army's ammunition depot and stole some shells. It's normal that they can't take them away and use them up.There is nothing strange about it. "

Noda Takeshi hurriedly explained: "It's different, this time it's really different."

(End of this chapter)