The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 551 A fool doesn't want it (second update)
Only then did the squadron leader remember to call Baoding City to report the bad news of the attack on the stronghold.

Holding on to the pain from the wound, he walked towards the desk, but the turret collapsed just halfway through.

"Boom boom boom..."

Six balls of fire also rose from the open space in front of the barracks, and the six mortars brought by Huang Yu joined the battle in due course.

The stronghold was attacked, and the troops had just rushed out of the barracks, and they happened to gather in this open space, and the mortar blasted one by one...

Here is flat land again, without even a hiding place, the flying shell fragments are like a steel storm, flying everywhere in the air, recklessly harvesting the lives of the Japanese and puppet soldiers...

In the blink of an eye, one or twenty Japanese and puppet soldiers fell around the point of impact.

"Boom boom boom..."

The rate of fire of the mortar is very fast, the third round of the mountain artillery has not yet been fired, the second round of mortar shells has already been dropped, and many Japanese and puppet troops have been blown up here...

Outside the stronghold, Huang Yong became anxious when he saw that the Devil's Fortress was being called by two mountain cannons one by one, and that the bunker with the shooting holes dug out was also blown into a pile of ruins in the explosion, Huang Yong became anxious and rushed to Huang Yu to ask for a fight.

"Regimental Commander, are you ready to rush? If the bombing continues, the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold will be wiped out!"

Duan Peng knew Huang Yu's style of play best, and replied with a smile: "It would be great if we can really use shells to eliminate the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold!"

"Huang Battalion Commander, don't worry... Our regiment commander has a principle in fighting: the enemy who can be dealt with by shells will never use bullets, and the enemy who can be dealt with by bullets and grenades will never use bayonets!"

"The leader is helping you reduce casualties, why don't you know what's good or bad!"

Huang Yong said with embarrassment: "Aren't I afraid of wasting shells?"

"Our Eighth Route Army can't make artillery shells. The shells in our hands are all captured, and one shot is missing one... I used to be economical before. The regiment leader suddenly provided us with such fierce artillery support, and suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable..."

Huang Yu finally found a chance to speak, seeing Huang Yong said firmly: "If you don't adapt, you must learn to adapt!"

"It is impossible for our garrison regiment to only have this amount of troops and artillery forever..."

"When it develops further in the future, maybe every main battalion can be equipped with a veritable artillery company. At that time, the troops must learn to cooperate with infantry and artillery... Otherwise, how can you, the battalion commander, be on your own!"

"As for the artillery shells you are worried about...as long as we fight resolutely and end the battle as quickly as possible, before the devils have time to destroy their equipped artillery and supporting shells, the troops can capture them and use them for themselves!"

"Not only can it make up for the battle damage, but there will be a lot left!"

"If you use the conventional method of fighting and send infantry to assault the stronghold...the battle must last for a long time. Even if the devils didn't blow up the ammunition depot, a long battle would consume a lot of shells."

"Although the army saves shells, the corresponding capture is also less, and a large number of troops will be lost in the battle!"

Huang Yong understood. He slapped his head and said, "It's really like this... No wonder I captured very little loot in previous battles. It turned out that the devils consumed them in battle!"

Huang Yu smiled and asked back: "Then do you want to attack now?"

"No more attacks..." Huang Yong shook his head like a rattle: "Idiots just set up artillery fire to support them, and let the infantry fight the devils with rifles!"

"Let the artillery continue to bomb, it is best to kill all the devils in the stronghold."

"A devil is equipped with 120 rounds of ammunition as standard. If the artillery kills a devil, the ammunition on his body will not be consumed, and it will all fall into our hands in the end!"

"What a good deal... I only know now that I lost a lot of money in beating devils before!"

In less than 2 minutes, all the gun towers and bunkers visible to the naked eye were destroyed by the mountain guns, and dozens of mortar shells were hit on the open space and surface positions of the stronghold. Billowing smoke.

The seventh company that touched the stronghold immediately launched an attack. Before the remnants of the Japanese and puppet troops could react from the artillery cover, they got as close to the stronghold as possible and crossed the deep ditch dug around the stronghold by the devils.

After a while, more than a dozen sets of wooden ladders were erected on the deep ditch, and the soldiers stepped on the wooden ladders and continued to charge forward. Only then did the stronghold hear random gunshots.

Several soldiers who had crossed the deep ditch fell to the ground, and the other soldiers were not affected at all. They held guns, bent over, and continued to charge forward, running faster and faster...

"Dong dong dong..."

The heavy machine guns mounted behind the attacking troops joined the battle. Wherever there was gunshots, the rain of bullets would shoot wherever possible, suppressing the remaining Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold behind the ruins as much as possible, so that they could not raise their heads and shoot, reducing the pressure of the attacking troops.

"Boom boom boom..."

Grenadiers who trail the attacking force join the battle at the same time.

Their shooting accuracy is far inferior to that of the little devil, and when confronted head-on, the three grenade launchers are no match for the devil.

But it's still no problem to deal with a group of infantry hiding in the ruins!
Under the dual firepower of heavy machine guns and grenades, the little devils remaining in the stronghold had to become shrinking turtles.

The second devil has long been a shrinking turtle.

From the moment the shell exploded, the second devil, who had a little common sense, knew that the stronghold could not be kept.

Without a stronghold to support the Japanese, they are a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the first thing they think of is to save their lives.

He hid in the ruins with his head in his arms, letting the bullets fly above his head, no matter how much the devil yelled, he would not get up, as if he would be a prisoner of the Eighth Route Army at any time.

The headquarters of the garrison regiment in Pingyang Town, Kong Jie has changed it into the former enemy headquarters of the Duer Regiment, and has been guarding the radio station since dark.

The former Duer Regiment had only one radio station, which was left over from the downsizing of the Duer Brigade. There was good and bad, and no one knew when it would end.

The troops won two consecutive victories and took down Shunping County. They seized a total of five radio stations, just enough for the garrison regiment, three main battalions, and one for each of the Duer regiment.

In order to understand the battle situation on the front line as soon as possible, Kong Jie allocated all the radio stations, so that he could sit in the front enemy headquarters and command all the troops participating in the battle remotely.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the signal light of the radio station flickered suddenly, which meant that there was a signal input, and the radio operator quickly put on the earphones.

After a while, the translated telegram appeared in Kong Jie's hand: "Regimental Commander, a good news from Commander Deng of the Second Battalion!"

"They just captured the Black Fort stronghold in Wangdu County, killed 63 little devils, 19 puppet soldiers, captured 84 puppet soldiers, captured a heavy machine gun, four light machine guns, 139 rifles, and more than 5000 rounds of various bullets ..."

"Good fight!" Kong Jie slapped the telegram on the table excitedly, picked up a pencil, and drew a cross on the Black Fort stronghold on the map.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the second victory report appeared in Kong Jie's hand: "Regimental Commander, the third battalion victory report..."

"They just took down a devil's medium-sized stronghold, wiped out more than 200 Japanese and puppet troops, captured 126 puppet troops, captured a mortar, a heavy machine gun, eight light machine guns, six grenadiers, 260 and eight rifles, Eighty shells, nearly [-] rounds of various bullets..."

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(End of this chapter)