Bright Sword: Develop alone, bring back an artillery regiment

Chapter 69 The Shameless Wang Chengzhu

The leader of the devil squad found that the man wearing the captain's uniform was not Kawasaki Jiri, his eyelids twitched, and he asked in Japanese, "Nani, aren't you the Kawasaki squadron leader?"

"Not bad!"

Wang Chengzhu nodded and responded in Japanese.

The leader of the devil squad asked: "Sir, didn't Li Sang say that it was Kawasaki squadron leader who came to inspect?"

Wang Chengzhu: "Kawasaki Shiri-o can't come anymore."

The leader of the devil squad asked subconsciously: "Why? Where did the Kawasaki squadron leader go?"

Wang Chengzhu: "He went to the underworld to report."

"Ba Ga! Are you not the Imperial Army?"

Hearing this, the leader of the devil's squad immediately reacted. His face darkened, and he made a gesture to take off the [-]-type rifle on his shoulder.

However, before his hand touched the butt of the gun, Wang Chengzhu had already raised the Browning M1911 in his hand, aimed at his forehead and pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

The gunshot rang out, and a blood hole the size of a thumb suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the leader of the devil's squad, and then he fell straight down.

With a short distance of two or three meters, it is difficult to miss it.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa……"

Almost at the same time, behind Wang Chengzhu, the Wolf Fang players in devil uniforms also took out the TT pistols hidden in their waists.

After a burst of gunfire, the other 12 devil soldiers were also shot several times, and fell to the ground screaming.

The puppet soldiers guarding the Shiting stronghold looked stunned, completely unaware of what happened and why the princes wanted to kill each other.

Under the leadership of the platoon leader of the puppet army, the rest of the puppet army knelt on the ground one after another, begging for mercy: "The lord, spare your life, the lord, spare your life!"

Wang Chengzhu's face sank, and he scolded in Chinese: "Look at you spineless guys, open your dog eyes and see, is I Japanese?"

The puppet soldiers were taken aback: "You are not Japanese, so are you?"

Li Ergou stepped forward as if asking for credit, pointed at Sun Desheng and Wang Chengzhu and said, "This is my cousin, Sun Desheng, commander of the 1st Battalion and 3rd Company of the New First Regiment of the Eighth Route Army."

"This is also my brother, Wang Chengzhu, the artillery platoon leader directly under the Eighth Route Army's Xinyi Regiment."

"Now there are two paths ahead of you, first, to be shot, and second, to join our Eighth Route Army!"

The puppet soldiers suddenly realized: "So it is the Eighth Master? We are willing to join the Eighth Route Army, we are willing to join the Eighth Route Army!"

"In fact, we have long wanted to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, but we have no chance, and now we finally got what we wanted!"

In order to survive, this group of puppet soldiers tried their best to prove their sincerity.

"Is this taken?"

Looking at the corpse of the devil in front of him, and the puppet soldiers kneeling and begging for mercy, it took Sun Desheng a long time to recover.

This battle is too easy, right?

Back then, he racked his brains and never thought of a way to attack the Shiting stronghold, so he had to encircle the stronghold for reinforcements as a last resort.

In the end, in front of Wang Chengzhu, this difficult bone turned out to be as simple as drinking porridge.

At this moment, the system prompt sounded again in Wang Chengzhu's mind: "Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host for completing the task and obtaining the primary Bole Eye skill."

Wang Chengzhu tried it, but Bole's Eye didn't respond. Presumably there were no talents around here, so he withdrew his thoughts and said to Sun Desheng who had recovered, "Company Commander Sun, the next thing will be left to you."

"By the way, my troops are stationed in Wangjiacun. If you encounter difficulties, you can come to Wangjiacun to find me."

"If there is a business to make a fortune, you can also come to me as a partner."

Sun Desheng smiled all over his face: "This time, I really appreciate you, Brother Zhuzi. There is nothing to say. From now on, we will be brothers who are closer than real brothers!"

Sun Desheng was overjoyed.

After incorporating the puppet army in the Shiting stronghold, his troops had exceeded 120, which was a little more than before the Kawasaki Squadron encircled and suppressed them.

The most important thing is that in addition to this, there are dozens more rifles, which means that he can at least expand dozens of new recruits.

The Eighth Route Army has a good mass base in all parts of Shanxi, and there is no shortage of soldiers. As long as it spreads some rumors casually, it is not afraid that people will not come to vote.

What the Eighth Route Army lacks are weapons and food, and having weapons means having soldiers.

When he returned to Longya Ridge, Xu Hailang had already led his troops to clean up the battlefield, so he led the team and the captured spoils back to Wangjiacun.

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Return to Wangjia Village.

After dinner, Wang Chengzhu received orders from Xu Hailang, Liu Qiang, Tian Shuisheng, Duan Peng and other main backbones of the army, and came to the headquarters one after another.

The reason is simple, the three-three system tactics can be valuable, and it must be trained and popularized in the fastest time to enhance the combat effectiveness of the troops.

The platoon headquarters saw that platoon leader Wang Chengzhu hadn't come yet.

Everyone started talking in low voices.

"Old Xu, what do you mean the platoon leader called us over?"

Xu Hailang: "I don't know either, maybe it's a post-war summary."

Everyone nodded. The artillery platoon had just won a battle at Longya Ridge today, so they unanimously agreed with the guess made by deputy platoon leader Xu Hailang.

Tread, step, step...

Suddenly, there was a sound of military boots trampling on the ground outside the door. Everyone knew that the platoon leader Wang Chengzhu had come, so they stopped talking and sat upright with their chests straight.

Wang Chengzhu led the guard Wei Monk into the headquarters, walked straight to the top of the conference table, and turned to face everyone.

"The platoon leader!"

Everyone stood up and saluted.

Wang Chengzhu nodded, motioned for everyone to sit down, then looked around with sharp eyes, and asked, "You must be very curious, why did I call you here?"

The artillery squad performed well in today's battle. It not only blocked the Kawasaki Squadron's assault and protected the safety of the artillery position, but also at the end of the battle, successfully eliminated Kawasaki Jirio and the rest who broke out from the encirclement. The artillery squad had no casualties.

In order to get Wang Chengzhu's affirmation, Chen Xiao, the squad leader of the cavalry, spoke first: "Platoon leader, should it be a post-war summary?"

Wang Chengzhu saw Chen Xiao's thoughts, he knew how to use people, praised what should be praised, and punished what should be punished, so he said: "Today, all of your departments performed very well, especially your cavalry squad, which killed the enemy commander at the last moment. The leader, not allowing anyone to escape, can be said to be the biggest contributor to this battle."

Speaking of this, Wang Chengzhu suddenly changed his voice, and continued: "However, the real reason I called you here today is not to make a post-war summary."

"Today's battle is really too ordinary. Even if you encounter the same enemy in the future, I believe that you don't need my command. You just need to use your command ability to win easily.

A battle of this scale can no longer improve your strategic vision and tactical guidance capabilities, so there is no need to continue to summarize after the battle. "

"Isn't it a post-war summary?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with undisguised expressions of surprise on their faces.

Wang Chengzhu: "Our artillery platoon's defensive ability is not bad now. During continuous training, the individual quality of the soldiers has also improved rapidly; but it lacks offensive ability, especially when facing a strong enemy."

Everyone deeply nodded their heads. For more than a month, although the artillery platoon has won many battles, it has won by tricks every time.

There are almost no real battles to attack, even the attack on the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp.

Although the reasonable use of tactics can allow the troops to achieve the greatest victory at the least cost, but as a strong army, sometimes it is necessary to fight some tough battles.

This is the current weakness of the artillery platoon.

After a pause, Wang Chengzhu continued: "So, based on my combat experience and the current situation of the War of Resistance, I created a set of tactics suitable for dealing with little devils."

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(End of this chapter)