my bright sword career

Chapter 104 Flanking from both sides
While the three were talking, the shelling continued.

Li Yunlong and others could see more than a dozen huge smoke clouds composed of black gunpowder smoke and death flames rising from the temporary Japanese positions. The wreckage was thrown a hundred meters away, and the foxholes and fortifications temporarily built by the Japanese army hit by the shells also collapsed.

Listening to the low and piercing whistling sound of the shells passing over their heads, the expressions of the three were different.

Whether it was Li Yunlong or Kong Jie, they were old Red Army soldiers who had climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed grasslands. They had fought old-fashioned fights with the Kuomintang and the Japanese, and even Zhao Gang, the political commissar, was used to fighting.

But this is the first time they have seen shelling at this level.

"His grandma's, this thing is too powerful." As if to hide the shock in his heart, Kong Jie cursed, "I used to fight with Lao Jiang and now with Little Japan. It's not like I haven't seen them play cannons. How can I see Why are the cannons of this militia so evil?"

Li Yunlong groaned and did not speak. He turned his head to look, and waved to a soldier and a second lieutenant carrying a radio not far away.

The second lieutenant and the radio station were temporarily stationed by Gao Hongming to the independent regiment, and they were by Li Yunlong's side in order to facilitate the communication between the two parties.

The second lieutenant ran over and said loudly, "Hello, three officers, what are your orders?"

Li Yunlong grinned and said, "Second Lieutenant Zhu, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Sir, please tell me, as long as I can answer, I will definitely not hide it."

Li Yunlong asked: "How many cannons does your regiment have? What models are they?"

The second lieutenant hesitated for a moment before saying: "Our regiment has two artillery battalions. The first artillery battalion is now covering the Japanese army with artillery fire. They use American-made M40 155-caliber self-propelled cannons."

"Oh...then what about your Second Artillery Battalion?"

"Our Second Artillery Battalion is equipped with US-made M1 105 howitzers, but they are not deployed here."

"Look...look...you really are rich and powerful." Li Yunlong was amazed.

Zhao Gang asked again: "How long will it take for you to prepare for this artillery fire?"

"Generally speaking, ten to 15 minutes depends on the situation. If it is not enough, the front troops can apply to the commander to extend the shelling time. Generally speaking, it cannot exceed half an hour."

"Half an hour of artillery preparation... my darling..."

The three of them looked at each other, already a little speechless.

As long as the Eighth Route Army has a few shells, they hide them like a lifeline. It is already very good to have a dozen shells for artillery fire preparation. They dare not think about such a thing at all for half an hour of artillery fire preparation.

"Sir, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No more, Second Lieutenant Zhu, go down first." Li Yunlong politely sent Second Lieutenant Zhu down.

After the second lieutenant left, Kong Jie couldn't help but said: "Old Li, we have known each other for more than ten years. Today I have to praise you. It is the right time to come to Ping'an County this time. To know such a rich man , even if you don’t get anything today, it’s still worth it.”

Being praised by Kong Jie, Li Yunlong was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, his head kept shaking, and he pretended to be modest: "Old Kong, you are too much, we are just lucky, we are lucky to meet Brother Gao, This is called good people get good rewards."

"Pfft..."

Kong Jie and Zhao Gang couldn't help laughing, this Li Yunlong's face is still as thick as ever.

"Okay, let's get down to business now."

After laughing, Li Yunlong also said sternly: "We are cooperating with the Liantai militia this time, so we have to play the prestige of our independent group, don't be underestimated.

It was agreed in the division of labor just now that once the artillery fire stops, our independent regiment will be responsible for outflanking from the right, and the Liantai militia will outflank from the left, and the two sides will eat up this devil together.

After all, the little devil's reinforcements will arrive at any time, so there is not much time left for us, we must end the battle today.

That's why I planned it this way. Old Kong, you will go down to command the first battalion yourself. Although Zhang Dabiao is a good fighter in battle, sometimes he will use too much force. I am relieved to have you watching from the side. "

"No problem, I'll go right away." Kong Jie didn't talk nonsense, and went down without saying a word.

After Zhang Dabiao left, Li Yunlong said to Zhao Gang again: "Old Zhao, when the fight starts, you will follow the troops with the guard company and the supply platoon to clean the battlefield, and you must be careful not to leave anything behind.

You also know that brother Gao is rich and powerful, and the little devil's sloppiness must be looked down upon, but our independent group is different. Who made us poor, don't you think? "

Zhao Gang really couldn't laugh or cry, after all, everyone was thinking about how to work together to wipe out the enemy on the opposite side.

Fortunately, you kid, you have already started to clean up the battlefield. Is this what friendly troops should do?

But Zhao Gang can also understand Li Yunlong's approach, as he said, who makes the independent group poor.

Seeing Zhao Gang nodded silently, Li Yunlong immediately felt relieved.

After these months of getting along, his understanding of Zhao Gang has also deepened.

Although Zhao Gang is like a mother-in-law like other political commissars on weekdays, he will definitely do what he promises, and he is careful, so it will be no problem to entrust this kind of matter to him.

"boom……"

Continuous artillery shells fell into the temporary position that the Japanese army had built in just a few hours, and the violent explosion shock wave blew up the dilapidated foxholes and shallow trenches into ruins.

Earth and smoke raged in the trenches accompanied by steel fragments. The steel fragments harvested the lives of the Japanese soldiers in the trenches. The shock wave shattered the internal organs of Japanese soldiers at close range. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and thick smoke. Countless Japanese soldiers were stabbed. He coughed loudly from the gunpowder smoke in his nose.

Many Japanese soldiers who experienced such fierce artillery fire for the first time were terrified. They hugged their heads and curled up in the foxholes. They trembled, coughed, cried, and screamed with all their strength. Let them roar out of fear, the whole ground trembled violently, the flying dust and fragments of limbs made the soldiers scream in horror, at this moment, I can no longer find those who grinned and stabbed to death with bayonets The Imperial Japanese Army captured and unarmed civilians, their bodies and minds were already occupied by fear.

15 minutes passed quickly.

The original violent bombardment came to an abrupt end, and the world seemed to have regained its former tranquility for a moment, but at this time the simple trenches of the Japanese army had been completely destroyed, and only the terrified Japanese soldiers could be heard in the blown up trenches. There were roars and the heart-piercing screams of a large number of wounded soldiers.

"Cowards! Cowards! Bastards! Are you still the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire? Look at you, even a woman is braver than you! The Chinese are coming, pick up your rifles, load your bayonets, and take the Chinese! Hurry back! Let them see the bravery of the soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Empire."

The few surviving Japanese officers brandished their sabers, kicked and kicked the shivering soldiers hiding in the collapsed trenches, pulled them up by their collars, pushed them to the edge of the blown trenches, and let them aim ahead.

At this time, the Japanese army's position is no longer a position, but a bloody hell, with scorched craters, soil overturned by shells, blown foxholes, burning trees, broken weapons, scattered ammunition boxes and blown-up bombs. The infantry cannon parts here have completely turned into a hell-like appearance.

At this moment, a sharp and passionate sound of bugles suddenly sounded in front of them. If you listen carefully, you can tell that there are actually two kinds of bugles.

But no matter what kind of bugle, they all express the same meaning, that is charge!
"Comrades... Go ahead..."

With the sound of the charge, the starting position of the independent regiment began to boil. First, the soldiers of the first battalion jumped up and rushed out of the trench. It was used to suppress the possible counterattacks of the average daily soldiers, and the three infantry companies that jumped out of the trenches, more than [-] infantrymen, pressed towards the Japanese positions like three sharp knives.

The same is true on the left side. Under the passionate bugle, more than a dozen No. 600 tanks and Bobcat reconnaissance tanks began to rumble, and slowly and firmly rolled towards the Japanese position. Behind them were more than [-] people. Soldiers of the Second Battalion.

Although the artillery battalion has stopped attacking, the 81mm and 60mm mortars belonging to the infantry battalion have not been idle. As a weapon for the infantry squad, now is the time for them to exert their capabilities.

So the militiamen who jumped out of the starting position to follow the tanks and the soldiers of the independent regiment who were advancing quickly could still see the rolling smoke and rising fireballs on the Japanese positions. The violent explosions and shock waves impacted the eardrums of the soldiers. The smell of gunpowder was blown by the north wind, still irritating their nose, mouth, chest and lungs.

Amidst the dense explosions, the charging soldiers couldn't hear the orders of the non-commissioned officers and officers at all. They just listened to the whistle of the company platoon leader as they did during training, and followed the officers closest to them, and even they I couldn't even hear my own roar, and there was only one thought in everyone's ears, that is to rush to the devils, pierce their chests with bayonets, and pick out their intestines.

What Gao Hongming and Li Yunlong didn't know was that during this general attack, soldiers from the militia and the independent regiment were also secretly fighting.

Everyone knew that they were fighting with friendly forces and wanted to annihilate the Japanese army on the opposite side together.

Now the total number of the Japanese army on the opposite side is less than five or six hundred, and the number of our own is five or six times that of the opponent, and we have heavy weapons such as tanks and heavy artillery. This is a battle that is destined to win. The only difference is that It's just the length of time.

The problem now is to see who can win in this battle, and whoever can overwhelm the opponent.

This kind of contest actually began to germinate as early as when the soldiers on both sides learned that they would cooperate with friendly forces in combat.

After all, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Liantai militia, they were about to completely annihilate the Japanese army on the opposite side. The Eighth Route Army ran over and made a horizontal move at this time. Isn't this picking peaches?
In the eyes of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, the Liantai County Militia Regiment is really bad. Kong Zi has an absolute superiority in firepower and troops, but because he is afraid of too many casualties, he is timid and has not wiped out the enemy for so long.

Since you can't, let us do it.

Ever since, without the knowledge of Gao Hongming and Li Yunlong, both sides broke out with stronger fighting power than usual.

When the gunpowder smoke on the Japanese positions that had just recovered from the bombardment had not had time to disperse, those Japanese soldiers who had escaped from the hell of iron fire and were still in shock had not had time to poke their heads out when they heard the sound of being close at hand. The sound of shouting like a surge.

Immediately, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment rushed over from the right flank like a tide, and under the screams, black spots like raindrops fell from the air. The Japanese position was still more than [-] meters away, and the grenades exploded continuously on the bombed Japanese position, blindfolding the Japanese soldiers who were already dizzy from the bombardment.

"kill!"

A soldier from the independent regiment who was the first to rush into the Japanese position stabbed a shining bayonet into the chest of the Japanese soldier who had no time to react, and then the comrades behind him also rushed over. They either stabbed with bayonets, or He pulled the trigger and sent a Japanese devil whose hands were stained with the blood of the Chinese people to hell.

Xiaoshan Dong, who was almost buried alive by his own family's artillery just now, was also in the left-wing charge. His gray-green military uniform had been stained gray-black by the gunpowder smoke, and his face and body were covered with his own blood that he didn't know he was Japanese. , At this time, he is like a devil killed in hell.

When he rushed to a big tree that was blown down by shells, he saw a group of Japanese soldiers retreating in the front left. These Japanese soldiers in khaki uniforms were like gophers in the gunpowder smoke.

"Behind the dirt slope at eleven o'clock...grenade!"

Xiaoshan Dong shouted loudly, and at the same time tore off the M24 grenade stuck in his waist, unscrewed the safety cover, pulled the string, and immediately threw it behind the slope in the direction of eleven o'clock. A grenade was thrown over, and the sound of the explosion immediately rang out behind the hillside.

Several non-commissioned officers with submachine guns also rushed over with MP40 submachine guns and fired at the target wantonly. The Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard by the heavy bullet rain fell down in groups amidst the screams.

"Ha ha……"

Xiaoshandong let out a hearty laugh. He followed his parents from Shandong to Liantai County three years ago.

The family of five lived in a shack in the county seat, living without a single meal, and their two younger siblings often cried out of hunger.

A few days ago, I heard that the Liantai militia was recruiting soldiers, and that both the military salary and the settlement allowance were not low, so he, who was already quite tall, decided to serve as a soldier.

After joining the militia, Xiaoshan Dong, who was originally skinny due to lack of food all year round, fell into a rice bowl like a mouse. With sufficient nutrition, his body became burly like an inflated ball.

(End of this chapter)