Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 150 Smoke
The casualty data was reported to the regiment headquarters one by one. Li Yunlong didn't care to listen to it, because he could imagine what happened on the battlefield. There was no way to hit the plane with a machine gun, and he knew it wouldn't work.

But what can we do now?

Damn, I haven't encountered this situation after fighting the little devil for so many years.

But it's normal if you haven't encountered it before. The Eighth Route Army usually fights guerrillas, and the opponent is still a mixed brigade without heavy equipment. After fighting for several years, even the shadow of the plane is rarely seen a few times. Dozens came.

"Old Li!" Zhao Gang, who was in contact with the headquarters by phone, turned back and shouted: "The headquarters ordered us to abandon our position and retreat into the mountains!"

"Withdraw?" Li Yunlong jumped up suddenly: "The Second Battalion is fighting with the devils. If we withdraw, won't we throw the Second Battalion to the devils?"

"This is an order from the headquarters!" Zhao Gang anxiously explained: "The enemy has too many troops, and our army can't fight the enemy head-on. We can only choose to save our strength and retreat into the mountains! Otherwise, the independent regiment and hundreds of reinforcements will all be killed by the devils. Surrounded, it will be too late to withdraw when the time comes!"

Li Yunlong didn't say anything, he grabbed the cannon from the cannonball box and hung it on his body, shouting: "Monk, come with me..."

"Li Yunlong!" Zhao Gang hurried forward to stop him: "What are you going to do? Ignore the orders of the superiors?"

"Political commissar!" Li Yunlong said Surong: "The second battalion is the brothers who have been with me for so many years. If I want to throw them to the devils, I, Li Yunlong, will not do it! I want to withdraw everyone together, and I want to keep everyone together. Isn't it just two shoulders? Carrying a head? Who is afraid of whom! If we want to die, we must die happily!"

As he said that, he yelled fiercely to the side: "Guards, take the political commissar and retreat first!"

The guards understood what Li Yunlong meant, surrounded him and held Zhao Gang up, no matter how much he yelled, they would forcibly take him away.

Suddenly a burst of choking smoke came in the wind, and soon there was black smoke billowing outside the cave, even the sun was covered with only a little shadow.

Puzzled, Li Yunlong walked out of the regiment headquarters and looked at it. He laughed and turned back to the regiment headquarters and shouted: "Political commissar, we are saved! This position can still be defended!"

Zhao Gang angrily pushed away the guards, walked out and took a look, it was true that the entire smoky valley was like fog, and there was only a faint shadow of the plane flying in the sky.

"Good idea!" Zhao Gang was almost out of breath after being choked by the smoke, but he still said excitedly, "This way, the devil's plane can't find its target. Who put the smoke?"

"Need to say?" Li Yunlong smiled "hehe" and raised his head: "Xiao Dongbei must have done a good thing! I did this once when I was beating Xue Yuyu Village. I didn't expect this trick to work!"

Not to mention, although Wang Xuexin's doing this is similar to Xue Yuyu village's smog release, it is really different.

In Xueyu Village, sorghum stalks were burned, and grass bedding soaked in water had to be used for covering, and it took a while to get them out.

Now what is burning is rubber tires, what is used is gasoline, and one row can be repaired in a few minutes.

So the smoke is released quickly, thickly, and in abundance.

It didn't take long for it to work, and the Devil's Aircraft soon had no way to start.

Matsukawa, who was driving a Type 98 light explosive in the air, looked down helplessly, and then asked his deputy to send a message to Neiji Okamura: "The enemy is releasing smoke, we can't find the target, please ask for instructions!"

Neji Okamura was stunned on the spot when he received the telegram.

He didn't expect that the group of ground attack planes he had spent so much effort to mobilize would end in such a hasty way. Not long ago, he thought that the opponent could not crack it, thinking that he had found a way to attack the reverse slope fortifications, but unexpectedly, he made two or three shots. I just returned in vain...

Moreover, this method seems to be transplantable to other battlefields.

For example, if Japanese fighter planes attack other places, they can also use smoke to protect themselves.

Neiji Okamura gritted his teeth, and ordered with a straight face: "Order, the 18th Independent Flight Battalion will withdraw to Taiyuan."

The headquarters in Lujiagou, as Zhao Gang said, thought that this battle was a winless battle.

The chief sighed, and said: "It's not that the fortifications on the reverse slope are not good, nor is it that the soldiers are not resolute enough. It's just that we didn't consider that the enemy would put so many planes into the battlefield. I'm afraid the slope fortifications won't last!"

The chief of staff nodded and asked, "Then, shouldn't other places also retreat?"

The chief nodded with a heavy heart, and ordered: "Order all ministries to abandon their positions and retreat into the mountains to fight guerrillas with the devils!"

After giving the order, the chief sighed again.

He was ashamed.

It was he who ordered the battle, but in the end he still failed to resist the devil's attack.

He is responsible for the soldiers and fellow villagers who were killed and injured in this battle.

Just when the chief of staff was about to give an order, a staff officer who was answering the phone turned his head and reported this way in surprise and joy: "Chief, chief of staff, Zhao Jiayu called, they blocked the enemy's attack!"

"What?" The chief stood up from the chair with a "squeak" and asked in disbelief, "How did they block it?"

The staff officer replied: "It is said that it was a platoon leader who took off the tires of the Devil's car and set it on fire. The entire position was filled with black smoke, and the Devil's plane could not find its target!"

The chief and the chief of staff were stunned when they heard this, and then they looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Not bad!" said the chief, "If you can think of this way, it's probably Xiao Dongbei's fault again!"

The staff officer who answered the phone said, "It's confirmed, it's Xiao Dongbei."

The chief of staff shook his head and said with a smile: "This little Northeast, if the devil meets him, he will be unlucky for eight lifetimes. He can think of any trick!"

This is actually not the trick that Wang Xuexin thought of. This method is also learned from the volunteer army.

When the volunteers were fighting the enemy, they also had to deal with the enemy's planes all day long. All kinds of fighter planes were like mosquitoes, and they couldn't drive them away.

Then the Volunteer Army thought of a way to burn waste tires along the way whenever there was any action, such as marching during the day.

As long as the tire burns, the smoke will cover the sky and the sun, and even if the enemy planes fly overhead, they can only watch the smoke and sigh.

Wang Xuexin had watched related documentaries in modern times, and knew this method, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Seeing the ghost planes flying away one after another, Huzi was very happy. He continued to pile rubber into the fire and said: "Platoon leader, should we get more tires to carry around in the future? I didn't expect this thing Can even deal with airplanes!"

Wang Xuexin replied angrily: "You can bring more if you like! It's best to remove all the tires and hang them on your body!"

The soldiers laughed when they heard this.

At this time, suddenly a plane swooped down in the smoke and dropped a bomb.

Wang Xuexin only had time to yell "Lie down", and then lost consciousness with a "boom".

(End of this chapter)