Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 619 Strong firepower advantage

On the battlefield, the battle was extremely fierce.

The appeasement army was forced to use crowd tactics to launch a strong attack on a group of positions. Facing a group of powerful firepower, all the puppet troops fell in pieces.

Geng Erdong personally manipulated a heavy machine gun, constantly tilting the firepower at the enemy in front, and the steaming barrel of the gun made Geng Erdong's face flushed red.

"Ammunition hand, ammunition hand, the barrel of the gun is too hot, pour some water!" Geng Erdong shouted without turning his head.

Hearing this, the guard on the right side hurriedly opened the kettle on the ground, stood up and poured water on the barrel of the gun. With a stabbing sound, a ball of water vapor rose from the red barrel of the gun.

Perhaps the guards stood up to attract the attention of the Japanese tanks, but the 37mm tank guns on the Japanese Type [-] light tanks turned, and in a blink of an eye one by one shells were fired at the heavy machine guns that were still raging.

With the explosion of the cannonball, the heavy machine gun was directly blown away. Geng Erdong only felt his eyes go dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Another guard not far from the left saw that Geng Erdong was buried alive, so he hurried forward and dug Geng Erdong out of the soil with all his might.

Waiting for Geng Erdong to wake up, the health worker was treating the wound on his right arm, and beside the worried guard of the guard, the body of Pan Rongxian, who was temporarily acting as an ammunition man, was also leaning against the trench.

"Battalion Commander, you scared me to death, and you will die if the shell goes a little further to the left!"

Geng Erdong didn't care about his injuries, instead he looked at the silent guard at the side: "How is Pan Rongxian?"

"Sacrificed!" The guard said sadly: "At that time, Pan Rong first protected you with his body, and then"

Hearing this, Geng Erdong slammed the trench with his uninjured left hand: "You little devil!"

Although the tank squadron of the Japanese army was blown up by the anti-aircraft artillery company to destroy four tanks at the first time, the little devil also learned how to push forward.

Correspondingly, without the cover of the Japanese tanks, the attacking infantry naturally suffered heavy casualties.

The contest between the two sides began at this time. The Japanese tank troops have undergone strict training. The qualified tank team is 600 meters - 1000 meters away, and the static target hit rate is [-]%. The dynamic target hit rate is [-]%. Rate.

The single-vehicle combat capability of the Japanese chariot unit is first-rate. In this case, the light machine gun is okay, but the nine heavy machine guns attached to the second battalion were blown up by the Japanese army one after another. More than half of the heavy machine gun shooters were killed or injured. I will go up there myself.

The anti-aircraft battery's hit rate against dynamic targets obviously cannot reach the level of Japanese tanks. Although it has not stopped bombarding Japanese tanks, most of the time it can only pose a threat for a few seconds before and after the Japanese tanks fire.

At the same time, Jing Dagang and Li Ziwen of the regiment headquarters in the rear are always observing the battle situation in the front line.

"Regimental Commander, the casualties of the Second Battalion are not small, and the defensive range of the Third Battalion is even smaller, let the Second Battalion withdraw!" Li Ziwen suggested.

Jing Dagang glanced at the time. At [-]:[-], the Second Battalion had been under the enemy's offensive for more than three hours. Although there were many appeasement troops attacking, the three circular positions of the first regiment were progressive, separated by four hundred The Yumi Third Battalion can still use heavy machine guns to suppress fire in the second position.

Jing Dagang turned his head and said: "Guards, inform the Second Battalion that after the firepower of the mountain artillery company is suppressed, they will immediately retreat, and the Third Battalion will take cover!"

"Yes!" The guard replied, and then followed the traffic trench to the forward position quickly.

"What? Retreat?" Geng Erdong was taken aback when he heard the words. Although the enemy's offensive was fierce, the position of the second battalion was still stable, and it was not time to retreat yet.

"Yes, the political commissar said that the Second Battalion suffered a lot of casualties, so go down to rest and wait for the counterattack!"

Hearing what the guard said, Geng Erdong immediately said: "Okay, I got it!"

Then Geng Erdong glanced at the appeasement army that was still rushing up, and ordered: "Guards, notify all companies to retreat, and before retreating, shoot up all the mortar shells!"

In this battle, the Second Battalion only had heavy machine gun shooters and deputy shooters, and more than [-] casualties were bombers, and counting other soldiers, a total of more than [-] soldiers were killed or injured.

The appeasement army suffered even more casualties. The third regiment of the [-]th division of the appeasement army that launched the attack first retreated with more than half of the casualties after attacking for more than an hour.

Now it is the fourth regiment of the [-]th Division that is attacking from the front, and at the same time, there is also a regiment of the Appeasement Army on the east and west sides.

"Regimental Commander, the Eighth Route Army's firepower is too fierce. There is not even a bunker in front. The brothers really can't stand it anymore. It's almost time. Let the brothers withdraw!" A battalion commander of the puppet army had gauze wrapped around his head, He begged with a sad face.

"Withdraw? If the Japanese don't speak, who of us would dare to withdraw?" While speaking, the commander of the puppet army glanced at the Japanese consultant who was personally directing the battle.

Compared with the third regiment, the situation of the fourth regiment of the puppet army is much better. During the early battle, the puppet army dug a trench, and the fourth regiment of the puppet army launched an attack from the trench, shortening the attack distance in disguise.

While the two were talking, the situation ahead changed again.

The firepower of the Eighth Route Army suddenly increased, and more than a hundred mortars opened fire in unison. In just ten seconds, more than [-] grenades landed in the formation of the attacking appeasement army.

Although the attacking formation of the appeasement army was scattered, the mortars of the Eighth Route Army seemed to have eyes, and they aimed at places with a lot of people.

The more than [-] appeasement troops scattered on the frontal battlefield had no intention of attacking. Under the fierce shelling, the casualties increased sharply again, and they retreated one after another.

Behind it, there were several man-made mounds, where the battalion-level tactical instructor of the Japanese army who specialized in supervising operations was hidden. Seeing this, the little devil immediately commanded a dozen Japanese soldiers to organize the appeasement army to disperse.

"Baga! Road!" The little devil held a Nanfang [-]-style pistol in his hand, and shot down several appeasement army soldiers one after another.

"Taijun, the artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army is too fierce, let's go down to catch our breath!" a leading puppet army officer begged.

"Go back, go back quickly, or you will die!" The little devil shouted aggressively.

As soon as the words fell, the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the opposite side noticed the relatively densely populated place, and dozens of shells flew over in the blink of an eye.

The little devil who was still acting fierce just now was blown away, the smoke cleared, and all the Japanese and puppet troops who stayed here died here.

Long before, the Second Battalion had discovered through binoculars that there were Japanese in several pockets of land here. Without the use of mountain cannons, only 50 mortars were enough to threaten them, but they were only thinking about the need for little devils to force the appeasement army to attack by force. Only these little devils who supervised the battle were spared.

In the trench at the rear, the head of the puppet army swallowed his saliva when he saw the tragic situation ahead, and recalled it in his heart. He said in his heart that the Eighth Route Army was so fucking merciful before. He turned to the Japanese adviser in the regiment and said: "Taijun, retreat first!"

"Baga, how can the Eighth Route Army's small-caliber mortars have such a long range, far exceeding the Imperial Army's Type [-] grenade!" The Japanese consultant scolded.

While the two were talking, the mountain artillery company, which had been dead for a long time, fired again. The six mountain artillery fired a base number of shells each, aimed directly at the collapsed appeasement army, and then fired at the Japanese tanks that were constantly moving further behind.

(End of this chapter)