Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

boom!
With the sound of a cannon in the distance, a 60-meter artillery shell drew a perfect parabola in the air and accurately hit a bunker outside Yushe County.

On the city wall, Squadron Leader Heiteng held a telescope and looked at the mortar team on Route 8 outside the city, his back molars clenching.

Although at the end of the sweep, he used the mentality of underestimating the enemy to ambush and achieved some results, the sweep plan completely failed, and the Black Vine Squadron and the 7th Independent Regiment of the puppet army suffered heavy losses, but this is a fact that cannot be changed. Even though he was unwilling at all costs, he could only retreat to the city with the remaining troops and wait for other troops to return.

But the situation was worse than he expected. After three to four hundred people came back sparsely in two days, there was no movement outside the city. On the contrary, the Eighth Route Army sent an artillery team to fire on the bunkers outside the city every two or three hours.

Mortars did not pose much of a threat to the fortifications, but they had just returned from a major defeat, and the Eighth Route Army had rarely used artillery, and began to waste artillery shells. This was no longer something anyone could think about. The Japs were fine, but the puppet troops were clearly panicked, and there were even rumors that the Eighth Route Army was gathering troops to attack the city.

It is very simple to solve the problem, just drive away the Eighth Route Army outside the city. But when he was about to assemble his troops and leave the city yesterday, Nobuo Yamayama, who had been paying attention to the situation, stopped him.

"The Eight Route Army are not stupid. The artillery that is extremely precious to them cannot be placed in front of you and let you destroy it. If Mr. Heiteng insists on leaving the city, please bear the losses caused..."

These words are like a basin of cold water, directly waking up the black vine above - he really may not be able to drive away these bad guys now.

"Baga!" Heiteng let go of his hand and let the telescope hanging around his neck hit his chest. He decided to stay away from the Eighth Route Army and keep out of sight. If he had this time, he might as well think about how to write a battle report to make it more readable.

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There were quite a lot of people present this time: the two squadron captains Shan Shan and Heiteng, the commander of the 7th Independent Regiment of the Security Army Sun Jichang and the two battalion commanders, several Japanese instructors from the security army, and Bao Zhonghe from the security force. Wang Deshui...the small headquarters is more lively than ever.

So Heiteng had long been mentally prepared to be ridiculed and humiliated by the mountain. This time the mountain didn't take the opportunity to launch an attack, but it caught him by surprise.

This out-of-city raid was the result of the overconfident Kuroto. Now that the battlefield was defeated, Kuroto's squadron and the 7th Regiment of the Security Army suffered heavy losses. Of course, Kuroto must bear the responsibility. However, the Shanshan Squadron has been supplemented by new recruits. After training for a period of time, its strength has recovered. Naturally, Nobuo Shan's voice has become much more important.

At the Yushe County Headquarters, Nobuo Shan picked up the tea cup, glanced at everyone, and then took a sip of the slightly bitter tea with an expressionless expression.

However, the excitement is still lively, and there are not many people who are qualified to speak. Excluding those with poor strength and excluding puppet troops, the two squadron leaders can actually make the decision.

"Kuroteng-kun, you better say it." Shan Shan put down the tea cup and made a "please" gesture. Kuroteng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled back.

Of course, this is not because the mountain does not want to do this, it is because the current situation is not suitable. After suffering several severe beatings from Master Ba, the captain of the mountain squadron finally understood - as long as Master Ba was still outside the city for one day, the defenders of Yushe were all hapless eggs, all on the same rope. grasshopper.

He no longer plans to squat in this unfortunate place called Yushe. If you have the energy to fight with people in Yushe, it is better to use some energy to operate yourself as far away from Yushe as possible.

Now that this group of Eight Route Army soldiers were able to repel the raids of thousands of people, he really didn't dare to think about what it would be like in the future. "This battle was not satisfactory. We failed to achieve the predetermined strategic goals, and our casualties exceeded expectations. But we did not gain anything: first, we caused great damage to the enemy's base..."

Heiteng stood up and performed the art of language, making each insignificant thing seem to be of extraordinary value, as if one more sweep would wipe out the new group. Everyone here held their breath and kept silent, for fear of making any noise and irritating Heiteng - they were trying to save themselves, so they had to be more respectful.

"...Especially in this ambush, we severely damaged the eight routes, seized a large amount of supplies, and obtained some important information that we had never paid attention to before!"

Nobuo Yamayama put down his tea cup and sat up straight unconsciously. He was still very interested in the discoveries made by Kuroteng. Although he fought against the Eighth Route Army many times, the Eighth Route Army took advantage of the Imperial Army every time, and the Imperial Army could only be beaten. Although Heiteng was beaten badly this time, he still managed to get some equipment out of the Eighth Route Army, which at least yielded some results.

Kuroteng turned around and opened the box he brought. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a handful of bullet casings and asked his adjutant to distribute them to everyone.

"Everyone, take a look at these cartridge cases. In this battle, the Eighth Route Army left behind all these cartridge cases. The number is amazing, at least thousands. These are high-quality copper cases, which are extremely self-lubricating. Use such cartridge cases , the failure rate of firearms will be reduced to an extremely low number, which is what imperial soldiers dream of. "

"Such good bullets and such advanced manufacturing technology are not even used by the empire's warriors, let alone the trouble of reloading bullets."

"So, there must be a force that is providing a large amount of material support to the Eighth Route Army, so that the originally poor Eighth Route Army can ignore the consumption of bullets, and even at this moment is wasting mortar bombs to bomb our bunkers!"

"There is a reason for our failure. The blockade of railways and roads is not strong, and the enemy can also use the road network to transport large amounts of supplies to the mountainous areas!"

Everyone in the headquarters became energetic, and Nobuo Yamama took the lead in applauding: "Kuroto-kun, this is a big discovery. It should be reported to the police for a thorough investigation to find out what went wrong! It must be severely punished!"

"Please rest assured, Mr. Yamama, I have already written it in the battle report." Kuroteng and Nobuo Yamama looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly. The stronger the Eighth Route Army is and the worse their teammates are, the more excuses they have for their failures.

"In addition, I also took off a set of military uniforms from the Eighth Route Army. The color of this military uniform is very interesting. It is very suitable for mountain combat. It can cause visual errors and effectively hide oneself. Obviously, the forces assisting the Eighth Route Army have a strong interest in military uniforms. The use of it has pushed the empire some distance away.”

Kuroto took out a set of camouflage uniforms from the bottom of the box, and the adjutant took the clothes and unfolded them. The strange patterns did not arouse the curiosity of everyone present - the new regiment has been wearing camouflage uniforms for some time, and everyone has seen them on the battlefield.

"Kuroteng-kun, I have already reported the matter of military uniforms." Nobuo Yamama shook his head: "You know, we only changed the military uniforms last year. It is impossible for the empire to change the uniform style again in the near future..."

In 1938, the Japanese had just eliminated the Zhaowu-style military uniforms and replaced them with the current 1998-style military uniforms. This set of military uniforms is the one most familiar to later generations - the Japanese soldiers wore short hats and fart curtains.

I've only worn these new clothes for a year and I want to change them. It's a bit whimsical. Poor imperialists can't afford such a luxury. (End of chapter)