Bright Sword: Develop alone, bring back an artillery regiment

Chapter 46
"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!—"

Hundreds of grenades exploded one after another, and immediately set off clusters of dazzling flames on the road below the mountain, almost illuminating the entire Mass Burial Hill as if it were daytime.

Many devils and little devils just found cover and prepared to fight back, but they were blown out with guns before they could pull the trigger.

No matter how high the fighting quality of the devil soldiers is, they can only be beaten in the face of such a situation.

In just one face-to-face effort, dozens of people were killed or injured in Futian Squadron.

The devils who survived still tried to resist.

However, everything is in vain after all.

The artillery platoon soldiers dropped bombs, fired guns, and attacked intensively with almost no gaps.

Soon, dozens of devil soldiers were killed and wounded.

The captain of the Devil Squadron, Fukuda Ichiro, was deeply brainwashed by militarism and Bushido spirit. In his heart, it is the highest honor to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor and die on the battlefield.

Therefore, he is not afraid of death.

However, if the entire Futian Squadron is destroyed, the railway station will also fall into the hands of the enemy.

Thinking of this, Fukuda Ichiro immediately waved his saber and gave the order to retreat: "Turn in! Turn in immediately and return to the train station!"

"Hurry up!"

Hearing the order, the devil who was still alive immediately turned around and ran in the direction he had come.

As a result, before they reached the entrance of the Mass Burial Mountain, there was another burst of intense gunfire on the mountain.

The dense bullets poured down like a gust of wind and rain, interweaving and forming a dense death firepower net at the foot of the mountain, completely cutting off the escape route of the Futian Squadron...

10 minutes later.

The battle is completely over.

All the devils, including Fukuda Ichiro, were wiped out, while the artillery platoon sacrificed 37 people and injured 69 people, of which 24 were seriously injured and 45 were slightly injured.

Casualties were almost three times that of Camel Ridge.

It has to be said that the little devil's combat effectiveness is indeed strong.

After their retreat was cut off, instead of giving up resistance, they launched a suicidal counterattack. Moreover, the marksmanship of the devil soldiers was far better than that of the artillery platoon soldiers.

It is precisely this that caused such heavy casualties to the artillery platoon.

After Wang Chengzhu counted the battle damage, he ordered Tian Shuisheng to leave two platoons of soldiers to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded, while he led the other two platoons of soldiers towards the train station.

When Wang Chengzhu led the main force to ambush the Futian Squadron, Duan Peng and Wang Shugen also led the Spike Special Forces to launch a surprise attack on the train station.

In order to rescue the cavalry battalion in Wanjia Town, Fukuda Ichiro left only a small squad of devils to guard the train station.

By the time Wang Chengzhu arrived at the train station, the battle here was over.

Langya wiped out the devil squad staying at the train station, and only two of its members were seriously injured.

After listening to Wang Shugen's report, Wang Chengzhu nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "By the way, have you counted all the captured trophies?"

Wang Chengzhu was quite looking forward to it. After all, the little devil has a squadron of devils stationed here. After all, the supplies will not be less than Shilipo and Donghui Township, right?

Wang Shugen: "The statistics show that in addition to the weapons and equipment of that squad, two Type 3 heavy machine guns and some ammunition were also seized. There are also some living supplies, which can sustain our artillery platoon for about [-] days. "

"Is this gone?"

Wang Chengzhu was greatly disappointed. Isn't this Futian squadron too shabby?Guarding such a cornucopia at the railway station, there are not as many supplies as the Sakai team in Shilipo.

However, this is Wang Chengzhu's misunderstanding.

The reason why Futian Squadron didn't store much supplies was not because it was shabby, but because the traffic here was so developed that there would be one or even several trains passing by every day, and they could get supplies at any time, so they didn't need to store too much.

Wang Shugen seemed to think of something, and said again: "Oh, by the way, there is also a radio station."

"Because we were infiltrating and raiding rather than storming, the devil's communicators didn't have time to destroy it."

"Radio?"

Wang Chengzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, this is a good thing!
You know, radio stations were very valuable during the Anti-Japanese War.

Especially for the Eighth Route Army, radio stations were only equipped at the brigade level.

Regiment-level combat units such as the Xinyi Regiment, the Independent Regiment, and the 771 and 772 Regiments do not have radio stations.

However, the conditions of the Central Army are much better, and many regiment-level combat units are equipped with radio stations.

Wang Chengzhu: "Go, go and have a look!"

Immediately, under the leadership of Wang Shugen, Wang Chengzhu came to the communication room of Futian Squadron.

In this communication room, there is a radio station, two wired telephones, and some documents.

The documents and documents are all in Japanese, and the special forces members of Langya have almost never been to school, and they don't even know a few Chinese characters, let alone speak Japanese.

But for Wang Chengzhu, who is proficient in Japanese and doesn’t need to read subtitles to watch island romance movies, it’s a piece of cake for Zhang Fei to eat bean sprouts.

"Be careful, move this station back."

"Take away the phone too!"

"And these documents, pack them all up and take them away, maybe there will be some intelligence!"

While giving the order, Wang Chengzhu casually opened several documents.

Soon, Wang Chengzhu noticed a telegram document: At around 2 am on February 13, a train loaded with supplies will pass through Wanjia Town, and Futian Squadron is required to do a good job in the railway safety around Wanjia Town. .

February 2, tomorrow?

No, it's already past 12 o'clock, and February 2th is today!
Wang Shugen's mind suddenly became active. He immediately raised his left hand and glanced at the wristwatch seized in Shilipo earlier.

The time is 1:33 am.

In other words, in less than half an hour, this train loaded with supplies will pass by Wanjia Town Railway Station!
Wang Chengzhu couldn't even imagine how many supplies a train had, because the current poverty limited his imagination.

Although according to the meaning of the telegram, this train only passes through the small station of Wanjia Town and will not stop.

But stopping the train is not an easy task.

There is still half an hour left, enough!
Seeing the strange smile on Wang Chengzhu's face, Wang Shugen couldn't help asking: "Platoon leader, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Chengzhu said with a smile: "Genzi, we are rich!"

"Get rich?"

It was fine if Wang Chengzhu didn't say it, but Wang Shugen became even more confused when he said it.

Wang Chengzhu: "In about half an hour, a train full of supplies will pass by Wanjia Town.

Wouldn't it be a fortune if we pocketed the supplies of this train? "

Hearing this news, Wang Shugen's expression also became excited: "Platoon leader, that's really going to make a fortune!"

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(End of this chapter)