my bright sword career

Chapter 14 We Have Ammo

Fortunately, after that battle, China's German weapon masters were completely lost. Since then, Naoto Urakami has never seen a German weapon master again.

Only today, he saw the iconic German helmet again, and the fear hidden deep in his heart immediately emerged.

"まさか Masaka (how is it possible)... German weapon masters...how could they be German weapon masters? Haven't the German weapon masters in China been wiped out long ago? Where did this German weapon master come from? ?”

At this time, the communication soldier hurriedly reported: "Your Excellency, Captain, the firepower of the Chinese people is too fierce, and the No. [-] Squadron suffered heavy losses. Captain Ogawa Squadron asked for tactical guidance."

If it had been changed before, the battle had only lasted less than 10 minutes, and the squadron leader below would have asked for tactical guidance, and Naoto Urakami would have slapped him a few times even if he didn't order the opponent to cut open his stomach.

But now he is no longer in this mood. Looking at the machine gun fire point that is constantly pouring out the flames on the hill in the distance, he immediately said: "You immediately notify the artillery squadron and let them start shelling and suppressing the Chinese position. Get the grenadier team clear of the machine gun fire."

"Hi!"

The signal soldier led the way.

"day……"

"boom……"

A grenade fell near the MG42 machine gun that was pouring flames, and a deputy shooter who was feeding the machine gun fell aside.

The ammunition man on the side quickly lifted the deputy shooter into the trench, while the machine gunner quickly picked up the machine gun and moved to another place.

"Boom...boom..."

Just a few seconds after the machine gunner left, several more grenades landed where he was just now.

Not far away, Gao Hongming saw this scene and shouted: "It's the little devil's grenadier, hurry up and hide!"

"Boom..."

As the grenades continued to fall and soldiers were casualties, Gao Hongming was acutely aware of an atmosphere of panic spreading across the battlefield.

When a few more grenades thrown by the grenade fell on the position, someone finally collapsed.

I saw a soldier jumping up from the position suddenly crying, shouting loudly: "I won't fight anymore, I want to go home...I want to go home..."

As he spoke, he ran back quickly.

"Bang bang..."

But before he had time to run far, he heard two gunshots, and the deserter fell to the ground motionless.

Gao Hongming stood less than ten meters away from him, with a plume of smoke rising from the muzzle of the M1911A1 pistol in his hand.

With a livid face, he shouted to the surroundings: "I have said long ago that as long as you join the militia, you have to beat the devils for me. Anyone who escapes before the battle will be shot! Today, whether you will be beaten to death by me or fight the devils, you can decide for yourself !"

Most of the militia soldiers were recruits who had only been in the army for less than three months, and it was the first time they saw their own people being shot, and it was the hands of the seemingly mild-tempered young master of the Gao family.

For a moment, everyone was silent, and they quickly clenched their guns and continued to shoot forward.

After executing the deserters, Gao Hongming called Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui, "The little devil's grenade launcher is very accurate, and it can be said to shoot wherever within 300 meters, so they must not be allowed to come within 300 meters of us.

You have to make full use of the advantages of the high rate of fire of the machine guns. In addition to suppressing the devils' machine guns, you must also suppress the devils' grenade launchers. You can't let them get close, understand? "

Wu Chengfeng said: "Sir, but in this way, our ammunition consumption will be too high, and the ammunition we carry won't last long at all."

Gao Hongming said without hesitation: "You don't have to worry about the ammunition issue. I sent someone to send another batch and put them in the devil's regiment headquarters. If you don't have any ammunition, just ask someone to get it!"

"With your words, it will be done!" Although Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui didn't know when their young master got the ammunition, but with his guarantee, they could let go.

After instructing the two company commanders, Gao Hongming ran to the artillery platoon and yelled: "Geng Changshun...you are a fucking dead man, you didn't see the devils bombing our position, immediately find the location of the devil's grenade launcher and kill them! "

"Sir...I'll let my brothers suppress it immediately"

Geng Changshun, the artillery platoon leader, was so scolded that his face was flushed red, and he didn't dare to tell the difference. He climbed up to the top of the slope, set up the artillery mirror, observed for a few seconds, then turned his head and shouted: "Target... 320 meters ahead... Mi, at the direction of three o'clock, a salvo... Let it go!"

"Boom... boom..."

Accompanied by a dull impact, eight 60-caliber mortar shells flew out of the barrel, flew towards the front right, and landed behind a hillside after flying for five or six meters, followed by explosions one after another .

A heavy machine gun position and a mortar team set up by the Japanese army were instantly submerged in thick smoke.

"Nice job."

Gao Hongming, who saw this scene through the telescope, patted his thigh happily, and told Geng Changshun: "Just do it, the task of your artillery platoon is to use the most intensive artillery fire to blow up all the threatening targets of the devil. Thinking about conserving ammo!"

"But sir, if we fight like this, we won't last long!"

Geng Changshun became anxious when he heard this, and quickly grabbed Gao Hongming who was about to leave: "Sir, we have only been fighting for a while, and one-third of the shells we brought have been fired, and now we only have one and a half base shells.

If we continue to fight according to the method you said, we can fight for half an hour at most. Then what do you want our artillery to fight with? "

"you do not need to worry."

Only then did Gao Hongming realize that he had forgotten to explain himself, and he quickly said, "Don't worry about the ammunition. I sent another batch of ammunition from the rear and put it in the devil's original command post. You should send someone to take it out quickly. Bring the ammunition here."

After speaking, Gao Hongming left.

Seeing the figure of Gao Hongming leaving, Geng Changshun was stunned, did he bring ammunition over later, why didn't he know?
But now is not the time to talk about these things, Geng Changshun hurriedly led a few soldiers to the command post that was half destroyed by the bombing, and as expected, there were neatly piled up ammunition boxes, one or two hundred.

He pried open the ammunition box and saw that it was full of mortar shells. Based on the calculation of 12 shells per box, there were at least 2000 shells here.

An artilleryman was stunned and couldn't help muttering: "My dear, how long do we have to shoot with so many shells?"

It was Geng Changshun who came to the situation first, and immediately shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and move the ammunition!"

Not to mention the gun platoon that was trying to tilt the ammunition forward, at this moment, at the foot of the hill less than 1000 meters away from Gao Hongming, Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao were a little stunned watching the fierce battle ahead.

(End of this chapter)