Sword life

Chapter 111
"Tudu!" Zhang Gang raised his hand to aim at a plane, and the four light chains rushed straight into the sky, causing the plane to fly away in shock.

The light chain flew over the fuselage, and after a few times of ambushes, the little devil's plane learned to behave, and the bombers flew to the sky above 2000 meters, while the fighter planes cooperated with each other and crossed to attack, without giving Zhang Gang a chance to rear-end.

"Damn it, the little devil has learned to be smart!" Zhang Gang was about to give a few shots to the little devil down the mountain, when suddenly the corners of his eyes lit up, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Not good, Zhang Gang fell to the ground immediately, and a string of bullets shot down from diagonally above, rubbing Zhang Gang's body and sinking into the soil.

"Throw the grenade!" Zhang Gang roared, and the three regiments and one battalion threw hundreds of grenades neatly. The grenades jumped and rolled in the mountains, forming a rain of death bullets.

[You killed three elite little devils, reward 600 points! 】

[Your subordinates killed 75 little devils, and rewarded 7500 points! 】

Amidst the wailing, the Little Devils Squadron suffered heavy casualties, but did not retreat, relying on the rocks to shoot at the first battalion, behind, a large group of Little Devils began to attack under the cover of tanks.

Zhang Gang frowned, feeling that something was wrong with this matter, the little devil filled in more than 1000 people in the morning, it stands to reason that he should take a breather, why is he still so crazy?
Zhang Gang immediately handed over the command to He Xiaowu, returned to the headquarters by himself, and saw Sun Desheng as expected.

"Brigade Commander, Commander He, Commander Fang, and Commander Luo all have combat missions, how could the cavalry regiment not have one?" Sun Desheng's mouth was blistered, and his voice became thicker.

"Why, the cavalry regiment needs horses. Do you have any horses now? Without horses, a cavalry is only at the level of infantry. The power is too low, so we can't fight for the time being." Zhang Gang turned his head and asked the staff to count the casualties.

"Brigade Commander, but everyone else is working hard, and the cavalry regiment is watching. My face is full of embarrassment. Without horses, the cavalry regiment can still fight. If you don't believe me, give me the southern position, and I promise to hold it." Sun Desheng said. All red.

"Old Sun, let me tell you, the cavalry is a small tank. A cavalry wants to exchange the head of the little devil. If you fight like this, you will lose a lot of money with the little devil. Do you understand? Don't worry, there is!" When you come out, when the time comes, don't screw up, if you screw up"

"You cut off my head!" Sun Desheng won the letter, he was no longer irritable, and he paid a military salute and went down. Only then did Zhang Gang have time to check the number of casualties.

Seeing this, Zhang Gang frowned.

There were more than 200 casualties in Yinkong Mountain, more than 100 casualties in the east of Wulong Mountain, more than 300 casualties in the south, and more than 200 casualties in the west. In just one morning, the casualties were less than a thousand.

Although at least double the number of devils were killed, the Ninth Independent Brigade can't afford to spend it like this!

"Calculate the number of deaths and the number of injuries separately. If you look at it this way, who can see it clearly?"

The staff immediately made a new count, the number of people was great, and it was quickly counted that 400 people were sacrificed, [-] were seriously injured, and [-] were slightly injured.

There were more deaths than serious injuries, and more serious injuries than minor injuries. This is evident from the brutality of this battle.

Zhang Gang became ruthless, turned on the system, and directly exchanged for a hundred M2 mortars without blinking his eyes.

Back then, it took a long time to calculate one door, and it was so distressing. Now that I have 450 million points in my hand, one hundred M2s are not even a fraction, so rich and powerful!

This thing can be launched by only three people, and two people can also launch it. It has good concealment. It can shoot 1 rounds in one minute. The 36mm caliber is enough to suppress the little devil infantry. It is just right for defensive warfare.

And this thing is cheap, only one-tenth of the price of ordinary [-] field guns, so it doesn't hurt to exchange it.

After the redemption was completed, Zhang Gang called Niu Meng to arrange a combat mission: "Captain Niu, I will give you a hundred mortars. Next, I need you to carry the little devil's plane to complete the firepower attack on the eastern position." Support, be quick, at most 1 minute, run as soon as you finish the fight, don't delay for a second, understand?"

Niu Meng blushed with excitement: "I promise to complete the task."

Then he ran out quickly, Zhang Gang thought about it, and called the chief of staff over: "In the future, the battle damage in the southern position must be replenished immediately. If one company is lost, two companies will be repaired, and if one battalion is lost, two companies will be replenished." For a battalion, the bigger and more people there are, understand?"

"Yes, understand, what about the east and west?"

Zhang Gang pondered for a moment and said, "Replenish when the loss exceeds one battalion in the east, and replenish when the loss exceeds a company in the west."

Most of Luo Yufeng's troops are German weapon masters, with strong combat effectiveness, and the divisions they face are not special divisions, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the Ninth Division. With him, there is no need to worry too much.

The corners of Zhang Gang's lips curled up in the west, and at this moment, Fang Gensheng rushed in, his face full of anxiety: "Brigade Commander, the little devil's offensive is too fierce, let the first armored battalion and the second battalion charge."

Zhang Gang waved his hand: "Old Fang, let me tell you, tanks are big killers. One tank needs to be replaced by a team of little devils. If you fight like this, how many little devils can you exchange for? Don't worry, when you come out, you will be able to replace them." time, don't mess up, if you screw up"

"You chopped off my head." Fang Gensheng's face was full of joy, and he was about to go down after saluting, when suddenly there was a roar.

At the foot of the mountain, one hundred M2 mortars calculated to shoot at Zhuyuan, and began to shoot in unison. One hundred rounds of 81mm shells crossed the top of the mountain and fell to the mountainside.

A hundred columns of smoke rose at the same time, and the power of the 81mm mortar shell was far greater than that of the grenade. Ten meters before and after the explosion, it was invincible.

A brigade of little devils who were crazily charging was directly divided into two sections by this round of shelling, and the offensive was immediately thwarted.

"Good fight!" He Xiaowu, who was supervising the battle, was overjoyed when he saw this, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, our artillery support has arrived, hurry up and fight!"

While speaking, the second round of shelling fell, extending tens of meters down the mountain, and the little devil was thrown off his back.

With the support of artillery fire, the morale of the third regiment was greatly boosted. For a while, gunshots rang out, suppressing the little devil tightly.

Inside the headquarters, Zhang Gang was smiling, looking at the rows of prompts in front of him, his face twitching
[Your subordinates killed 1300 elite little devils and rewarded [-] points! 】

[Your subordinates killed two elite little devils and rewarded 200 points! 】

The M2 mortar can fire 1 rounds in one minute, and one hundred mortars can fire 36 rounds in one minute, which is 1 points!

How many points do you get for eliminating a brigade of little devils? One hundred thousand points is the sky-high, and the cost is reduced by [-]%. What a loss!
(End of this chapter)