All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 298, the prelude to the attack and defense of the airport

Gunshots jingled, and those who didn't know it thought it was a war.

Behind the soldier lying on the ground and shooting, Long Wenwen put down his binoculars and shook his head imperceptibly.

100 meters, the distance of 100 meters!

He also gave enough time to aim, and only five of ten shots hit the target in a single shot. The marksmanship is really miserable enough.

Once on the battlefield, how can there be so much time to aim? According to this marksmanship, it may not be possible to hit a devil even if you run out of a magazine.

Long Wenwen kicked the soldier's calf: "Fifty rounds is an indicator, if it is still like this in the evening, add five kilometers."

"Yes, sir." The soldier agreed with a bitter face and aggrieved.

In the past, I didn't have to practice at all, and I could only get some bullets when I went to the battlefield. I cherish every shot, although there is a high probability that I won't be able to shoot accurately.

Now they are given more bullets, which is much more generous than the previous troops.

But if they are not sure, they need to practice more. They have no foundation at all, so it is too difficult.

Lin Yi, who left the front-line combat troops and was appointed as a logistics officer, saw the boxes of bullets in the warehouse pulled out and consumed, and his heart ached to bleed.

Especially since there was no real gain from practicing marksmanship, Lin Yi followed Long Wenwen to persuade him:
"Deputy head Long, according to the current training method, one person will shoot one hundred rounds a day, and the whole regiment of more than 120,000 people will need to fire [-] rounds of bullets.

I want to remind you that we only have 180 million rounds of various bullets left in stock, and there will be wars in the future, which won't last half a month. "

"It can last half a month, that's great, he'll be back in a week." Long Wenwen smiled and didn't care.

Lin Yi had attended the officer training class, but he just didn't know how to fight.

Now I don’t want to spend more bullets to practice marksmanship. Soldiers on the battlefield have no combat effectiveness, and more people die in defeat. Weapons and ammunition will also be captured by the enemy. The pure gain outweighs the loss.

There is no way out to guard the airport, and you can't take the ammunition with you if you retreat. It's better to invest in people and improve your marksmanship.

Long Wenwen couldn't talk to Ah Yi about this, and he didn't have to go to the front line anymore.

Those in charge of logistics will only look at how much is put into storage every day and how much is consumed.

Lin Yi lacks the courage to fight, but the logistics management is not bad, and the statistics of the consumption of materials and ammunition are in order.

On this appointment, Long Wenwen very much agrees with Chen Hao's vision.

Suddenly, a voice came from the walkie-talkie that he carried with him, and Long Wenwen picked it up and walked a little further away, avoiding the sound of gunshots.

"What happened?" he asked.

It was Meng Fanle who spoke on the opposite side: "Report to the deputy head of the regiment, and found that a large group of Japanese troops has approached within eight kilometers of our airport."

Eight kilometers is the maximum range of the Type [-] rocket launcher.

Fighting within the range of rocket artillery, they have a big advantage.

Surrounding the jungle with a radius of ten kilometers around the airport, a company of people was scattered to take on the task of harassment and security in squads.

While harassing the Japanese soldiers, they also grabbed a few tongues.

Using some means of extorting a confession, Long Wenwen knew the general situation of the enemy entrenched in the south.

Takeuchi Lianshan's elite infantry unit, about two to 3000 people, and artillery are coming to support it, is definitely an enemy they should pay attention to at present.

"There are less than two squadrons here, what is Takeuchi Lianshan doing?"

More than an hour later, Long Wenwen looked at the thermal imaging red dot displayed on the screen, feeling quite depressed and puzzled.

Judging from the telegrams seized that day, Takeuchi Lianshan should know the situation.

It is absolutely impossible to send three hundred people to pose a threat to the airport. Could it be that they are sent to test and die?
Long Wenwen raised his binoculars and almost blinded his eyes.

But there is no sign of them attacking!

"Reconnaissance platoon, let me go up and see what the enemy is up to!" Long Wenwen ordered by picking up the walkie-talkie.

Not long after, there were dense gunshots in the jungle.

"Captain, the devils are digging fortifications like groundhogs. It seems that they are going to use this place as a position."

The reconnaissance platoon leader's voice was mixed with louder and crisper gunshots, all of which came through the walkie-talkie.

The little devil is a bit of a thief!

Long Wenwen immediately thought of the purpose of the Japanese army in doing this. The fortification of the position is one, and the key is anti-artillery.

"Withdraw first, shelling will take place in 5 minutes, don't accidentally injure you."

Long Wenwen put down the walkie-talkie and annoyed Meng, who was staring at the screen next to him: "My artillery company commander, prepare the parameters, fire a wave of five rocket launchers, and give the enemy a blow first."

After he finished speaking, he smiled. It was the first time he commanded the rocket launcher to fire, and he was quite looking forward to it.

The bazooka emplacement was behind them, camouflaged with fallen branches and leaves, blending in with an uncut tree.

It is purely to prevent Japanese aircraft from detecting and exposing artillery positions.

Meng Fanle learned [-]% from Chen Hao, and he couldn't do it creatively. According to the existing conditions, it is still possible to calculate the data and let the artillerymen adjust the parameters.

Pick up the walkie-talkie and order to go down.

Five minutes later, sixty rockets hit the Japanese army as scheduled, causing at least one hundred casualties.

The reconnaissance platoon moved forward, took advantage of the opportunity, and then retreated safely.

Knowing that the enemy suffered heavy casualties, Long Wenwen felt a sense of accomplishment.

An order to fire some shells casually can cause hundreds of deaths to the enemy, which is much easier than infantry trading their lives.

"If the little devil wants to continue to send people to dig, then continue to use rockets to blow up his shit. I want to see if my shells will be used up first, or the little devil will die first."

The inventory of more than 2000 rockets is the biggest confidence for Long Wenwen to say this.

Meng Fanfan rolled his eyes, the little devil is not short-hearted, he would send someone to die if he didn't think of a countermeasure.

In fact, Long Wenwen probably understood in his heart that he was full of ambition just now, so why not brag?

Sure enough, a new situation was detected next time.

The Japanese army digging the fortifications was quite scattered. Every soldier was digging a single soldier hole and put himself down first.

The pits were dug deep, and then trenches were dug to connect the pits together.

"I heard that their team leader Takeuchi Lianshan is a student of civil engineering, and he can dig pits very quickly with his men."

With such a digging method, shelling cannot achieve good results.

Long Wenwen hadn't been happy for a long time, but he was slapped in the face. Even if he was embarrassed, he felt that he couldn't hold his face, and his words were full of thorns.

"Then what's going to happen, we can't control how people dig holes."

Seeing Long Wenwen turn his head and smile at him, Meng Annoyed felt particularly creepy.

Long Wenwen's smile is definitely not a good thing. If he talks too much, he will get burned and have to divert his attention.

Meng Fan rolled his eyes and came up with an idea: "The artillery bombarded the infantry, let's learn from the Japanese army, first bombed wildly, and then the infantry rushed up to harvest and eat this group of devils."

Long Wenwen thought about it and felt that it would work. They fought like this last time, and there were no automatic rifles at that time.

"It makes sense, this battle is won, and I will give you a credit."

Meng annoyed to see Long Wenwen's weird smile, and always felt that something was wrong.

Among these people, he couldn't see through two of them. One was the head of the regiment, Chen Hao, who was majestic and mysterious.

Another one is Long Wenwen, whose emotions change faster than flipping through a book, none of the expressions are real, it seems that they are all fake.

The situation quickly fulfilled, but it was mixed news.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the two dispatched companies successfully wiped out the remaining Japanese troops in less than 10 minutes, and the enemy's strategy of digging fortifications first was completely interrupted.

There are two bad news. Only a few dozen of the [-] people are normal Japanese soldiers, and the rest are Burmese puppet troops.

That's right, it is indeed the puppet army of the Burmese.

It stands to reason that two months have passed since the Japanese army invaded Burma in March. They have been fighting and have not yet established a rule, so they will not establish a puppet army organization so quickly.

And this is all due to the inhumanity of the Great Empire.

They have done all the bad things of colonialism, and many people in Myanmar once hoped that with the help of the Japanese, they could drive away the Chinese.

The Myanmar Independence Army, an organization that originally resisted the British army, grew rapidly with the help of the Japanese army, and provided the Japanese army with all conveniences such as leading the way.

And the bad news, it's a trap.

"Two companies suffered 45 casualties under the bombardment of the Japanese army. Your idea."

Long Wenwen put down the walkie-talkie and stared at Meng Fan with a smirk. When Meng Fan got goosebumps and wanted to take the blame, he said:
"It's not your fault, it's my decision.

But please think about it the next time you come up with an idea.A decision made by you and me is related to the lives and wealth of hundreds of people. "

Meng Fanle heaved a sigh of relief that he didn't have to take the blame. If he did, he wouldn't dare to come up with any ideas in the future.

He is still inexperienced, and he was not qualified to participate in decision-making before it was his turn to be an infantry company commander.

Becoming an artillery company commander who can affect the direction of the war and has a pivotal position is the key factor for Meng Fanle to speak out.

Don't you see that the other nine company commanders are not qualified to stay in the forward command post.

Long Wenwen's words, Meng Fanle, remembered in his heart, he never thought about whether people would die or not, and how much they would die.

Anyway, the chief was going to fight, so he tricked the new recruits to charge forward, every time a battle was fought, a new batch of soldiers would be replaced, and as many as they died, they would be replaced later.

It is better to let an unfamiliar stranger die than to die by oneself.

Meng was annoyed and wanted to live. In that environment, nothing could be changed by people's slight words, so he could only let others die for him.

It's different now, it's like they put on new military uniforms, and they have a different look from the past.

Not counting the dead puppet troops, the overall casualties on both sides were about the same.

But being led by the nose by the enemy, in Long Wenwen's view, they suffered a loss, and he was never the one who was willing to suffer a loss.

If you want to fight with your mind and eyes, then continue to fight.

The next day, the two sides fought wits and bravery. They relied on their equipment advantages to carry out night attacks, blowing up the puppet army and causing many casualties.

The Japanese army backhandedly arranged soldiers with good marksmanship to climb trees, and acted as the sixth child to fight coldly.

Fortunately, there are thermal imaging helmets for individual soldiers, otherwise the jungle would have become a restricted area.

It also made the soldiers who entered the jungle keep half of their minds looking up at the sky, for fear of being sniped by the devils.

For a day and a night, under the harassment, the Japanese army built fortifications with anti-gun holes.

The official offensive and defensive battle has kicked off.

Both sides are well prepared and have necessary reasons to fight on. This is destined to be a tragic battle.

(End of this chapter)