All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 21, Kong Jie feels powerless
In the dark night, the battle was fierce.

From the perspective of the Japanese army, three victories can be said, and from the perspective of the Eighth Route Army, three defeats can be found.

The soldiers of the Independence Regiment were peasants who had just been conscripted into the army, and they hadn't fired a few bullets.

The Yamamoto Special Forces are elites selected from tens of thousands of people, and they are proficient in marksmanship and fighting.

The independent regiment was attacked unexpectedly, and it was difficult to organize an effective defense in the chaos.

The Yamamoto Special Forces came prepared, and the sneak attack took the initiative.

The fighters of the independent regiment all used single-shot rifles.

The Yamamoto Special Forces all use burst-firing submachine guns.

With all aspects being crushed, the battle situation is especially bad.

The Japanese army was like a sharp knife, with a hard effort, it easily pierced into the independent regiment in Yangcun, bleeding heavily.

The first battalion at the forefront suffered heavy casualties, and the commander of the first battalion sent a correspondent back to report.

"Regimental Commander, Erlian is almost wiped out, and has already withdrawn. Yilian is almost unable to hold on to the front.

The enemy's firepower is too fierce, and the marksmanship is also accurate. As soon as the head is exposed, the bullets will come to the forehead. "

Kong Jie stood on the ladder, looked over the wall, and observed the battle situation at the front.

He knew that the correspondent was right. The number of this group of enemies seemed small at the moment, but they seemed to be all armed with machine guns. The entire independent regiment did not have as many machine guns as others.

A machine gun can overwhelm a squad of soldiers.

In this way, despite the large number of people in the independent regiment, it was suppressed and beaten by the enemy.

Kong Jie turned his head and stared: "Go back and tell the commander of the first battalion that I have already let the second battalion outflank the past, and we must keep this group of enemies."

"Yes!"

The correspondent leaves.

Kong Jie slammed his fist on the wall, "Damn, where did such an enemy come out?"

He was puzzled in his heart, so he ran out a group of little devils, who didn't talk about martial arts and carried out sneak attacks.

In particular, the ferocity of the enemy was something he had never seen before. A main battalion had already been beaten to the ground by a small army.

It's outrageous. Open the door to Outrageous. Outrageous is home.

The chief of staff was worried: "Leader, let alone how he got out, the question now is, can the Second Battalion be able to take down this group of enemies?"

From the sound of the gunfire to the present, in a very short period of time, a main battalion has been severely damaged, and the battalion commander was so anxious that he sent someone to ask for help.

It's hard to say that the second battalion outflanked the past and could accomplish what they envisioned and wiped out the enemy.

Is it too late, can it be defeated, can it be eliminated after being defeated?

Questioning three times in a row is like a heavy mountain, which can overwhelm Kong Jie and the others.

There was silence for a moment.

Kong Jie gritted his teeth and said, "I fought with them, and the bayonet saw red. I don't believe that the little devil is made of iron."

Having said such words, it can be seen that Kong Erlengzi's nickname is correct.

On the other hand, it is enough to explain the aggrieved heart.

The Eighth Route Army, which used single-shot rifles and had few bullets, met the Japanese special forces with all automatic firepower.

The shining representative is there.

The commander racked his brains, and the soldiers tried their best, but they looked so powerless in front of the weapon replacement.

This powerlessness can lead to despair.

Just like the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the Chinese army, which was stuck in the warlord melee mode, encountered a large number of Japanese troops equipped with machine guns and artillery, and they couldn't beat them at all.

Without artillery, a small number of machine guns would be immediately destroyed by the Japanese army once they were exposed to fire.

Under the bombardment of Japanese artillery and the rapid attack of machine gun cover, they were defeated and even massacred one-sidedly.

The timid soldiers who were beaten became lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Thousands of people dispersed without order and were chased and beaten by more than a hundred Japanese soldiers.

The situation faced by the independent regiment at this time is very similar to that at that time.

It is no exaggeration to say that the fighters of the independent regiment have not been defeated until now, which is because the fighters are determined.

At this time, Kazuki Yamamoto, who was preparing to lead people around Yangcun, met the first group of communication soldiers.

"Sir, the first combat group was discovered by the sentinel of the other party and has already started to exchange fire with the Eighth Route Army."

Kazuki Yamamoto thumped in his heart. He had a bad premonition before he set off. He didn't expect that victory was in front of him, and there would be problems here.

At this point there is no room for regret.

He cursed in a low voice: "Ba Ga Ya Lu, order the first combat team to withdraw!"

The correspondent thought he heard it wrong, and asked again to confirm: "You mean, the operation is cancelled?"

"As soon as the gunshot rang out, the fighter plane had disappeared."

Kazuki Yamamoto and other military commanders have a different understanding of war.

The number of enemies killed is meaningless to him.

The identity of the enemy is the most important thing.

At this moment, when the gunfire rang out, the Eighth Route Army headquarters in Daxiawan would be reminded to prepare.

Kazuki Yamamoto led the special forces to launch a surprise attack at this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed for a while.

The commander of the Eighth Route Army had plenty of time to retreat under the cover of his subordinates.

No matter how many enemies he kills, it is meaningless.

On the contrary, it will expose the purpose, attract the attention of the Eight Route Commander, and increase the difficulty for the next attack.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't explain too much, turned around and waved his hand, and gave a strong order:

"retreat!"

The gunshots gradually faded away, and Li Yunlong was anxious like ants on a hot pot: "Can you do it?"

"Don't bother me. If you are capable, you can find the enemy and point it out to me."

Chen Hao replied angrily.

He held up the binoculars to look for the target, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

The Type [-] rocket launcher uses twelve launch tubes and can fire twelve [-]mm caliber rockets at a time.

Just now they have loaded anti-explosive grenades. The warhead of each rocket has 12.5 kilograms of TNT explosives, with a killing radius of [-] meters.

Twelve rounds are fired at one time, which is equivalent to a salvo of a howitzer battalion.

This weapon is so powerful that if it hits the enemy's head with one round, everyone is happy, so happy that they can jump their feet.

If he accidentally hurt his own people... Chen Hao didn't dare to imagine the scene.

So Yangcun saw the fire, and he didn't dare to make a rash decision without confirming who was around the fire.

I saw the flames through the telescope, and a black figure ran around.

Li Yunlong patted Chen Hao excitedly: "I can see clearly, it's a little devil!"

Chen Hao hurriedly looked over, but couldn't see clearly.There is still some hesitation in my heart.

"you sure?"

"Sure, sure, do it quickly, the little devil retreats, it seems that he is about to run away."

Li Yunlong urged anxiously, if he knew how to use this kind of weapon, he would definitely rush to do it.

Now that it is affirmed, Chen Hao is not a sloppy person, and skillfully fine-tuned the shooting angle.

"Amitabha, God bless."

After praying as usual, Chen Hao pressed the launch button: "Fuck them to death!"

The sizzling current connected the tail of the rocket and ignited the propellant.

(End of this chapter)