Sword life

Chapter 107 What a rich thigh
"Your Excellency, there are no people, Nanjing City is already an empty city!"

"Impossible, several 10 people can't be transported in one night, there must be several 10 people still staying in Nanjing." General Songruan firmly stabilized himself.

"According to foreign friends, General Zhang of the Ninth Independent Brigade, since he arrived in Nanjing, has started raising ferry boats to ferry Chinese people to the other side of the river. When the number is large, tens of thousands of people can be crossed in one night!"

"Baga!" General Songruan drew out his command knife angrily, and chopped off a corner of the table with one knife. It was this General Zhang who was fighting against him everywhere. If there were tens of thousands of people around, the amount of property that could be searched must be an astronomical figure. .

In the headquarters of the Central China Front Army, there was a sense of common hatred and hatred, and General Song Ruan asked in grief and indignation: "Then, what about the food in Nanjing City?"

"Your Excellency, it is true that no food has been seen. Most of the granaries have been emptied, and a small number of granaries that have not been emptied in time have also been burned, poisoned, and the rice and noodles are not edible."

Needless to say, General Zhang must have moved away, leaving an empty city for the Central China Front Army.

It can't be said to be an empty city, after all, there are still a large number of landmines, which makes it hard to guard against.

"That cunning guy should have escaped too!" General Song Ruan said weakly.

"From the information we have so far, only General Zhang Gang's Independent Ninth Brigade and a part of the Chinese army in the direction of Yinkong Mountain are left in Nanjing. Look at the designation, it is the 103rd Division of the Chinese army!"

"Nani, the Ninth Independent Brigade hasn't left yet!" The general's dull eyes suddenly became fierce and sharp, and raging anger danced in his eyes!
"Immediately let the No. 16 Division launch an attack, and we must wipe out all the Independent Ninth Brigade in Nanjing!" The angry general Song Ruan issued an order without hesitation.

The soldiers of the No.16 Division were actively looting. Although Zhang Gang asked Wei Dayong to take someone to sift through it, Nanjing is too big to cover all of them. There are many people who enter, but they can still find a lot of good things.

After fighting so many battles, it seemed that the harvest was about to be harvested, but they were called back to fight. The little devils of the No. 16 Division were about to explode, so they had to give up looting and headed towards Yinkong Mountain and Wulong Mountain. The attack is launched!
At 12:23 am on December [-], Yinkong Mountain.

He Zhizhong looked at a large number of weapons and equipment sent over, his eyes were straight: "This is all for us?"

On the ground, crates of rifles were neatly placed, as well as piles of bullet bags. Soldiers stepped forward to receive guns, bullets, and grenades.

The gun is 140% to [-]% new with a [-]mm cover, the rifling is brand new, and the trajectory is straight. There are four bullet bags in total, two with [-] rounds and two with [-] rounds, a total of [-] rounds.The grenade is a Japanese-style cantaloupe landmine, a leather rope, a total of eight grenades.

In addition, the engineer shovel, big leather boots, and helmet lunch box are basically no worse than the German mechanic.

"These are all for our division?" He Zhizhong has been precarious for half his life, and has experienced strong winds and waves, but his eyes are reddened by a simple set of individual equipment.

When the Qian army was born, the Dian army was the natural boss, and when it was so strong, the Qian army could only be a follower.

When the Yunnan army was driven out of Sichuan by the Sichuan army and declined, the Sichuan army became stronger again, overwhelming the Guizhou army.

The equipment of the Guizhou army living in the cracks is extremely poor. There are 103 people in the three regiments of the 4000rd Division and only [-] rifles.

That is to say, last night, eight or nine hundred rout soldiers were intercepted, and only then did they become a little richer, and they had all the crooked hands in the middle and official positions.

This change turned the world upside down, directly changing from the lowest in the country to the first-class in the country.

"Of course, there are [-] sets in total. Mr. He, this little bit of equipment will make you look stupid? Then you will be scared stupid if you change to German weapons in the future?" Batch of boxes. .

Grenadier, Garland, crooked handle, MG42, m1 mortar.

It blinded He Zhizhong's eyes and warmed He Zhizhong's heart.

"Go back and tell the brigade commander that the 103rd Regiment must complete the mission and guard Yinkong Mountain!"

At this moment, the sound of heavy artillery sounded, and the little devil launched an attack on Yinkong Mountain.

On the Yinkong Mountain position, after ten rounds of heavy artillery fire, it fell into silence.

A squadron of little devils, led by a dozen Type [-] tanks, launched an attack on Yinkong Mountain.

In the past, He Zhizhong had to arrange two regiments to cover each other in order to block the attacks of these little devils, but this time, with the super equipment in his hands, he was a little bit flustered, and only arranged two battalions to fight frontally.

The Qian army learned from the Dian army in fighting, and it pays attention to one inch short and one inch dangerous. Everyone held their breath, and when the little devil reached 70 meters, they all chanted and threw the grenade out.

Throwing from top to bottom, 70 meters is easy and casual, and the two battalions threw out five or six hundred grenades in an instant, covering the range of 50 meters to 120 meters in bullet rain.

Most of the little devils fell down in an instant, and some wanted to resist, but they didn't know which direction to shoot. After hesitating, the whole army of the 103rd Division attacked, and the crooked MG42 fired with full firepower, killing most of the remaining little devils .

Then, two Hotchkiss 47mm rapid-fire guns aimed at the Type [-] tank and fired, successfully destroying one tank.

The rest of the Type [-] tanks immediately opened fire, setting the front position on fire with smoke and catching the remaining little devils to escape.

Seeing the little devil fleeing desperately down the mountain, He Zhizhong felt something was wrong.

It was too easy. Although there were not many people charging, there was only one squadron, but usually facing such a charge, they would not be able to retreat for an hour.

"Teacher, why do I feel that today's fight is so easy?" The adjutant said in surprise.

"Maybe it's because of the equipment change?" He Zhi said with a smile.

The key is that there is enough ammunition, which made He Zhizhong, who felt distressed even after firing a light machine gun, burst into tears. He had never been so rich in most of his life, and his determination to hug General Zhang's real thigh became more firm.

On the other hand, the little devil had the feeling that he didn't dare to let go. The firing time of the heavy artillery was also shortened to ten rounds. He didn't even collapse the front position, so he let the soldiers start charging, which was a lot of stinginess.

"Master, I think it's not just because of the equipment. Just now when I went to the front line, the soldiers were screaming and vying to be at the front. I haven't seen this kind of morale for many years."

He Zhi nodded his head and was about to say something when he suddenly heard the roar of heavy artillery and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to hide in the tunnel to prepare for the second wave of the little devil's charge.

(End of this chapter)