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Chapter 350, Japanese Army: The friendly army is in trouble and does not move like a mountain
"Battalion Commander, can we do it? I always feel that I have no idea."

Lying on the cold ground, waiting for a long time, the guard of the first battalion commander thought too much in his heart, and became worried.

Tonight, with the cooperation of the Second Battalion, they will take down the heavily guarded prisoner camp in front of them.

A squadron of devils plus a company of puppet troops, as well as complete defense facilities, is not a small battle.

Since the establishment of the third regiment, it is the first time to hit such a big target. Can it be defeated?
Not only the guards were worried, other soldiers also had the same idea, but they didn't dare to ask.

"It's sure to work, don't worry about it."

Yu Wenjun, the commander of the first battalion, said firmly: "You have to trust our regiment commander.

The commander wanted to transfer two -type infantry guns to us, but the head of the regiment refused. Why, you are not confident! "

The soldiers nodded slightly after hearing that, what the battalion commander said was indeed reasonable.If the group leader had no confidence, how could he refuse Si Nian's kindness!

Yu Wenjun showed full confidence in front of the soldiers, but when the soldiers were appeased, he had time to ponder deep in his heart.

To be honest, he is not too optimistic about winning this battle.

There are more than 600 people in their two battalions, which seems to be twice as many as the enemy.

But in fact, recruits accounted for %, and the number of veterans was not more than that of the enemy!

You must know that the combat effectiveness of an army mainly depends on the veterans, and one veteran is worth several recruits on the battlefield.

Veterans have experienced a lot, and know how to protect themselves and how to kill the enemy the most.

The recruits don't understand anything, and they are easily frightened on the battlefield, and their hands are shaking, let alone killing the enemy.

In the past, the proportion of new recruits added to the army each time was not large, and veterans were there to look after them. After a few battles that were not too intense, they gradually became veterans.

Now skip the gentle actual combat training stage, and enter the most difficult battle, how many recruits will die!
Looking at the enemy's situation, in general field battles, the puppet army can actually be excluded, and their fighting enthusiasm will not be very high, as long as the main target is the Japanese army.

But the defensive battle is different. The strong fortifications gave the Royal Association Army a sense of security.

Accompanied by the Japanese wild dad next to him, his morale will rise slowly, and he will be able to recharge his combat effectiveness.

The outlook is really not optimistic.

I just don't know if the leader's secret weapon can have the effect he said.

If so, there may be some chance of success.

Not far behind the first battalion of soldiers, Zhou Dalu was holding a telescope in his hand, frowning at the enemies on the wall of the prisoner camp.

The bright searchlights illuminated the inside and outside of the wall back and forth, and the sentinels standing guard on the wall focused on all blind spots.

"It seems that the enemy has learned a lesson, and is afraid that the incident in the mountain city will recur."

Zhou Dalu originally wanted to try, and sent a reconnaissance team to use the method of a special forces team to touch the gate and blow open the door to open the attack channel.

But now it seems unlikely that the enemy is so heavily guarded, and that would only cost the soldiers their lives in vain.

Zhou Dalu asked: "Is the artillery ready?"

"It's all ready and ready to fire at the enemy at any time." The artillery squad leader said confidently.

He has no doubt that this battle will be won. For the regiment leader, he can only give a thumbs up to express his admiration.

Improving shells is not something everyone dares to think about, let alone do it.

The head of the group dared to think and do it, and it was done.

This time, I have prepared it for the enemy, a huge gift, I am afraid that the enemy will not be able to bear it.

Zhou Dalu raised his watch and glanced at the time, "Launch an attack and shoot out all the improved shells."

"Yes, shoot!"

The mortar squad, which had been prepared long ago, started to work like a sophisticated machine.

One by one, the improved shells were put into the muzzle, and the primer was fired as the inertia fell, and they shot towards the captive where the enemy was.

Half a base, fifty rounds of improved shells, all fired into the prisoner camp in 2 minutes.

The garrison captain of the prisoner camp, Major Nomura Kozo, fell asleep early after a busy day's work.

In the dream, he was in the tavern, having a drink with two young Faxiao, showing off his achievements.

A child from a fisherman's family was admitted to the military academy and became a major officer. It is enough to be honored to have crossed the class.

"Three celebrations for Hao, cheers."

Send a novel to congratulate him with compliments, and the three toast and drink.

Kozo Nomura took a sip but was choked up into tears. What kind of wine is this? Why is it so spicy?
"Sir, sir, it's not good, we are under poison gas attack."

The soldiers came in a hurry and slammed on the door to report to him.

Nomura Kozo was woken up from his dream, and he smelled the choking smell in the air, no good, it was not a dream, it was poisoned.

He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, got up in a panic and looked for a gas mask.

Not here, not there.

He planed into a ball the equipment he carried with him, but he couldn't find the gas mask, so he realized that he didn't take it at all.

The weight of a gas mask is not light, and it is a burden for the Japanese soldiers on the march.

The most important thing is that the enemy does not have gas bombs. The only use of gas masks is after they release the gas bombs, wearing gas masks to slaughter enemies who have no resistance.

In order to save trouble, the general garrison, except for officers, will not be issued gas masks.

Thinking of this, Nomura Kozo felt like crying, why did they encounter the enemy's poisonous gas attack.

He staggered and pushed the door out: "Quick retreat, retreat to a safe place."

As the poison gas bombs continued to fall, the concentration of poison gas in the air continued to rise.

Not only the mouth and nose felt hot, but the eyes also seemed to be on fire, and I couldn't open them due to choking.

The original duties have long been forgotten, and hordes of Japanese soldiers and the Imperial Association Army fled to the open space that was not affected by the poisonous gas.

This just fell into Zhou Dalu's calculation.

Yu Wenjun never thought that the secret weapon of the head of the regiment would be so effective.

But he didn't bother to marvel, and with a wet towel on his face, he held up the cannon and shouted: "Comrades, come with me."

He led a battalion to attack the enemy from the front.

However, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese and puppet troops that had been submerged by the "poisonous gas" had been disintegrated, and only sporadic groups were stubbornly resisting.

The artillery squad leader smiled: "Commander, it's safe now. Your improved shells will definitely spread to the entire army. Once Commander Li is happy, why don't you reward us with two cannons?"

With two more guns, the artillery support firepower of the regiment can be doubled directly.

His artillery squad leader can also be promoted to artillery platoon leader on the spot.

Hey, who doesn't want to make progress!

"Lend your auspicious words."

Zhou Dalu never thought about it,
But there is no saying that the number of artillery is rich. Who knows if Li Yunlong will give it?

The sound of the phone is really annoying.

Tanaka Taro was woken up from his sleep, he was not fully dressed, he answered the phone with a tone of impatience: "Hi, I'm Tanaka."

"Tanaka-kun, it's me, Kozo Nomura. We were attacked by Eight Routes..." Nomura coughed non-stop after saying a few words.

Tanaka Taro woke up immediately, and heard clear gunshots over the phone, which seemed to be a fierce exchange of fire.

"Don't rush to talk slowly, how many eight roads have come?"

When Nomura Kozo spoke on the phone, Qifeng was hoarse and aggrieved: "I don't know how many Eighth Routes have come, but they must be their main force.

These eight groups did not abide by the Geneva Conventions, were immoral, and even attacked us with gas bombs throughout the night. My subordinates have lost their combat effectiveness. "

If there are artillery and poisonous gas bombs, then it must be the main force of the Eight Route Army.

Taro Tanaka swallowed his saliva, what's the matter, you still want me to send troops to rescue him?

"Hey, hey, Mr. Tanaka, for the sake of my colleagues, please send troops to rescue me quickly. I'm late, and I'm going to die for my country."

Nomura Kozo used a begging tone, which showed how desperate he was.

"Nomura-kun, hold on and I'll come right away."

After hanging up the phone, Taro Tanaka sat down on the stool, supporting, supporting his head.

How fierce the main force of the Eight Routes entrenched in Zhongtiao Mountain has been proved by soldiers of countless empires with their lives.

If it is the main force of the eight routes, it is impossible not to place blocking troops on the way.

Maybe, Eighth Road has already set up an ambush circle, just waiting for him to lead people to drill!

To support is really to support one's own head and die with him.

Nomura Kozo didn't know that the colleague who asked for help was already planning to sell him, and he would not save him.

He was still calling for help.

"Sir, sir, it's not good, the Eighth Route Army has already invaded, and the imperial army can't stand it anymore."

"Isn't there still the Imperial Association Army? Why can't it stand up so soon?" Nomura Kozo asked.

Most of the people standing guard at night are the Imperial Association Army, and only a small part are the Imperial Army.

They were the first to discover that something was wrong, took self-rescue measures, and inhaled less poisonous gas.

On the contrary, a large number of imperial soldiers were submerged in the poisonous gas in their sleep, tearing and coughing on the ground.

"Sir, the Imperial Association Army is the most unreliable. As soon as the Eighth Route Army rushed up, they raised their guns and surrendered. It made the Imperial Army suffer bad luck."

"Ba Ge Ya Lu, these bastards should all die!"

Kozo Nomura was furious, coupled with the influence of the poisonous gas, his eyes were redder than a rabbit, as if he was about to breathe fire.

He took the gun out of the holster, walked out of the room and fired twice into the air.

Facing the Japanese soldiers looking over, he delivered an impassioned speech: "Brave soldiers of the imperial army, now we have reached the most dangerous moment.

Our reinforcements are coming, we must show the spirit of not fearing death, and stand firm for the sake of the Great Japanese Empire and His Majesty the Emperor. "

"Long Live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live……"

In the distance, Yu Wenjun led a battalion of soldiers into the camp, and was hiding behind the low wall of the bomb to observe the situation on the battlefield.

"Battalion Commander, why is the little devil howling like a wolf?"

"I don't know, it seems to be shouting something long live."

Yu Wenjun can say a few words in Japanese, such as raising your hand to hand over the gun and not killing, and eight ways to treat prisoners preferentially.

As for the others, Consultant Yuan in the regiment taught them before, but he didn't learn them, and felt that there was no need for them.

"Battalion Commander, the little devil is about to die, and he still shouts long live, are they crazy?"

"It doesn't matter what he shouts, just kill these little devils."

Seeing the two bazooka teams in place, Yu Wenjun shouted loudly: "Machine gun cover, hit me hard."

The light and heavy machine guns fired together, and the spewing bullets shot at the enemy, and the barrage provided the suppression of firepower.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of the two squads launched an assault under the leadership of the veterans, and the bazooka team moved forward quickly.

The enemy showed no sign of weakness either, the Type heavy machine gun shot out flames, knocking down the two soldiers who were rushing forward in the blink of an eye.

The rest hurriedly fell down, and the veteran shouted:

"Quick, blow up that heavy machine gun."

A whoosh rocket shot out from the Tekken bazooka. In the violent flame and explosion, the heavy machine gun and the little devil were overturned together.

After solving the enemy's suppressive firepower, the veteran shouted: "Chong Chong, follow me."

This cycle was repeated, and the positions of the Japanese army were taken away by the Eighth Route Army bit by bit, and soon they could only shrink in the four courtyards in the southeast corner.

The whole battle was tense for an hour, fearing that the enemy reinforcements would come, Zhou Dalu personally came to the front line to command.

"Captain, if we hadn't run out of rockets and blasted them one by one, we would have killed them long ago."

The commander of the second battalion was full of resentment in his words. They deployed too few rockets. I heard that the old regiment had twice as many rockets as them.

I could bear it before, but now it's time to use it, I can't bear it anymore.

Zhou Dalu gave him a sideways glance, what kind of reason is this?
There were no bazookas before, and there were no wars.

Complaining about the low number of rockets, the troops without rockets will cry to death!
"You are also the battalion commander, set an example and don't complain."

Zhou Dalu observed the situation and called the artillery squad leader: "I remember that after our mortars have been improved, they can shoot directly."

"Yes, I can shoot directly, but I haven't tried the target yet." The artillery squad leader replied.

"Then give it a try today! Let me blow up the enemy's entire house." Zhou Dalu gritted his teeth and said.

Surrounding these houses lay the corpses of more than a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers, and even more were injured.

The enemy's reinforcements don't know when they will arrive, so it should be settled sooner rather than later.

Nomura Kozo, who was trapped here, experienced more and more embarrassment from the smoke and fire. He kept looking at the time, and his anxiety was written on his face.

"Sir, we only have thirteen people left. If reinforcements don't come, we will have to serve the country with broken pieces."

"It will come, they will come, just hold on."

Kozo Nomura was cheering up others, and he was already yelling in his heart: Why didn't you come?
That bastard in Tanaka broke his leg?Even a turtle should come now.

"Ah."

Tanaka Taro, who was leading the army on a cautious journey, suddenly sneezed, took out a handkerchief and wiped it,
Said to the messenger: "The enemy must be talking about us in the dark, tell the troops ahead to open the way, keep your eyes open and don't let go of any grass or tree, and don't let go of the trail of the Eighth Route Army."

Watching the messengers set off, Tanaka Taro thought to himself: "Nomura-kun, I have come to support, but I am worried about being ambushed by the Eighth Route, so I will check carefully before moving forward.

If you come late and you are loyal to the country, don't blame my brother. "

(End of this chapter)