The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 656 Wei Dayong: Who told you to start the robbery (second update)

Facing the expectant eyes of the captain, Major General Fujita firmly vetoed: "No, we lost the first battle and lost nearly two squadrons. If we bombed the battlefield indiscriminately just after this attack was frustrated, the troops will definitely think that we are facing the Eighth Route Army. There is nothing we can do about blocking the position, we can only use this method of killing one thousand and destroying eight hundred, which will affect the morale of the troops."

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not take the risk of killing your own people by mistake and cover the battlefield with artillery fire."

"Drop two more infantry squadrons and two companies of the Royal Association Army to join the battle."

"The mortars attacking blocking positions will increase. Although they are not as powerful as mountain artillery, they have a fast rate of fire. As long as there are enough shells and enough shells, a blind cat can kill a mouse and severely damage the blocking troops of the Eighth Route Army. Relieves the operational pressure on the attacking force."

"Deploy more grenadier troops to join the battle. They can attack the Eighth Route Army hiding behind the bunker at close range."

"Mortars, heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, more than 1000 offensive troops, and a joint general offensive. If you don't believe it, you can't even take down a blocking position."

Seeing that the captain was still a little unwilling, and wanted to fight for it again, Major General Fujita continued: "There is another purpose for dispatching infantry to attack the blocking position."

"Block the blocking troops in the position and end the battle with bayonets. They will have no chance to destroy the tunnel entrances and exits on the position. We can take the opportunity to enter the tunnel group built by the Eighth Route Army here, and gather and wipe out the troops hiding in the tunnel. "

"If indiscriminate artillery coverage is implemented on the battlefield, the Eighth Route Army, which has suffered heavy losses, will definitely voluntarily abandon its position. Instead, it will have time to destroy the entrance and exit of the tunnel before leaving. It will be difficult for us to enter the tunnel again."

"We can dig..." the team leader struggled to propose.

Major General Fujita asked angrily, "Do you think the Eighth Route Army hiding in the tunnel is a fool?"

"When we dug the entrance and exit of the tunnel, they will definitely continue to use explosives to destroy the tunnel we found. Do you think they destroyed it faster or we dug it faster."

"Don't forget, these tunnels are all five or six meters underground. We have limited time. It is impossible for tens of thousands of elites to be dragged here by the Eighth Route Army forever."

"If you want to win Taiping Village quickly and complete the strategic goal of raiding Chenzhuang, you must attack with force."

"As long as we can block the Yizhong Eighth Route Army in the plain area southeast of Chenzhuang, we can afford to lose two infantry brigades."

"Judging from the sound of firefighting, the Eighth Route Army defending the second blocking position has at least one reinforced battalion, and we are not at a loss to wipe them out at the cost of two squadrons and win the blocking position.

"The total number of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in Yizhong does not exceed 1. If we fight on a one-to-one casualty ratio, we can also win this big sweep and eliminate the confidant of the North China Front Army."

The military order of the brigade commander must be implemented. Even if the captain wants to fight for it again, he has no way to refute the reasons that Major General Fujita just said.

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"Da da da……"

Wei Dayong personally shuttled back and forth on the ground with a crooked handle, rushing wherever there was a loophole in the defense, and fired up three full magazines in less than 5 minutes. There were not ten little devils who died in his hands. Seven or eight.

"Boom...battalion commander, get down..."

A mortar shell suddenly sounded beside him, and the exclamation of the guard reached his ears at the same time. Before he had time to react, the guard had thrown him down in the ditch, using his body to block the shell that hit behind him. scrap.

A stream of hot blood quickly flowed onto Wei Dayong, and Wei Dayong quickly shook the guard lying behind him: "Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you, wake up..."

The guard remained motionless, and stretched out his index finger to probe his nostrils. His face was replaced by anger, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Little devil, I hate your grandma..."

While talking, he got up from the ditch, set up the crooked handle and threw fire at the two little devils 50 meters away.

After a long point shot, he put away the crooked handle, bent over and shifted his position.

"Battalion Commander..." Instructor Fade Chen suddenly chased him over, his right arm was tied with a bandage, blood continued to ooze out, and his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

"The devil's artillery fire is getting more and more fierce, and more and more heavy machine guns are suppressing us. The casualties of the troops have exceeded 200. If the fighting continues, I'm afraid that the recruits in the team will collapse."

"I believe in the fighters I have trained by myself..." Wei Dayong rushed to a shooting position next to him and started to set up a machine gun without even turning his head. He pulled the trigger while answering.

Right in front of him, a devil squad leader fell down.

Close the gun after shooting, and continue to move to the side.

"Boom..."

Two mortar shells exploded not far away at the same time, and one of the shells hit the trench, and the two soldiers were blown over together. The soil that had been scorched by the artillery fire splashed everywhere, and the scorching air wave swept towards him at the same time.

He frowned, and ordered as he walked: "It is true that the little devil's mortar can't continue to blow up."

"The little devils didn't use mountain artillery and heavy artillery to deal with us, which shows that they have concerns about the coverage of indiscriminate artillery fire. They are worried that the shelling will accidentally injure their own people. Then we have more ways to avoid the artillery."

"The machine gunners continued to shoot, focusing on the little devils behind the puppet army, and killed as many as they could."

"All the grenades hit the devil's machine gunner and the grenadier."

"The riflemen are on standby, ready to fight the devils with bayonets."

"Distribute all the box cannons and bastard boxes we collected before, and beat the devils coldly when fighting the bayonet."

"I heard that the Kwantung Army with the strongest fighting power is attacking us on the opposite side. I will definitely let them die before they leave the army today, so that they can taste the power of our Eighth Route Army."

Wei Dayong has kung fu, and he likes to fight devils in close combat.

As a result, the second battalion is the battalion with the most training and stabbing among all the troops in the Yizhong base area.

But this does not mean that Wei Dayong is very reckless in fighting. When he encounters little devils, he wants to confront them head-on, and his bayonet is red.

Maybe it was because he spent too much time with Huang Yu and got close to Zhu Zhechi, which made him like to use his brain more and more.

He used to fight devils in Northwest Shanxi. In order to overcome the advantage of little devils who are good at fighting bayonets, Huang Yu equipped the troops with a large number of pistols. End the fight quickly.

Although this style of play can't be said to be victorious in every battle, it works very well.

After coming to the Yizhong base, the terrain here is not suitable for head-to-head confrontation with the devils, so the troops rarely fight the devils with bayonets.

But Wei Dayong did not forget this style of play.

In the past few months, the whole battalion has collected hundreds of bastard boxes that other troops did not want, plus the box cannons equipped by cadres above the deputy company, there are more than 110 boxes.

Facing the menacing Kwantung Army, Wei Dayong's first thought was to see if this bayonet fighting method was useful to them.

The Japanese and puppet troops rushed more and more fiercely, and the counterattack firepower on the blocking position became weaker and weaker. The arrogant Kwantung Army took it for granted that the Eighth Route Army suffered heavy losses under the artillery fire and was unable to fight anymore.

The momentum of the attack then became more and more fierce.

"Kill it..."

There were less than [-] little devils left in the follow-up attacking force plus the first wave of attacking force. Like a group of hungry wolves asking about the smell of blood, they rushed into the blocking position, and the bayonet in their hands pierced into the machine gunner's chest at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 machine gunners and deputy shooters were stabbed to death.

Wei Dayong held the crooked handle in his arms and used it as a submachine gun, aiming at the three devils who were coming back, he hugged and fired.

After firing the bullets, he threw out the machine gun with all his strength, smashed it hard on a devil beside him, pulled out the box cannon inserted in his waist, loaded the bullet, aimed at the little devils swarming over and pulled the trigger.

Wei Dayong stretched out his hand so well that he killed several devils just now, and became the key target of the Japanese army.

At least ten devils came towards him, looking very scary.

But he had no fear at all. As soon as the bullet in the cannon was empty, he stuck it in his waist, pulled out the ghost-headed sword on his back, and killed the devil head-on.

"Papa...papa..."

Wielding a big knife, he just blocked the bayonet stabbing from the opposite side, and the pistol shot sounded beside him, and the little devil in front of him who was about to shoot again fell to the ground, with four blood holes punched in his chest.

Wei Dayong knew without thinking that this was the masterpiece of the guard platoon, and scolded with an unhappy face.

"Damn it, who told you to shoot."

"All the devils were shot to death with pistols, why should I kill..."

"Xiao Zhou and Xiao Li stayed, and the others were scattered by Lao Tzu to help other soldiers, continue to charge forward, end the battle quickly, and retreat to the tunnel to prevent the little devils from indiscriminately covering us with artillery fire."

The Japanese and puppet troops attacked the position, and Major General Fujita was holding his head up, trying to see the real situation of the battlefield clearly.

However, this is a plain, and his position is relatively low, separated from the battlefield by a trench. All the excavated soil is piled up on both sides of the trench, forming two half-meter-high earth beams, which just block his view.

No matter how you tiptoe, you can only see the heads of the enemy and us, but not the specific battle situation.

But he was in no hurry.

The offensive force also has more than 400 elite army troops known as the best in the world. It is no problem to use bayonets against a regiment of the Chinese army, let alone a battalion of the Eighth Route Army.

But it didn't take long for the smile on his face to be replaced by a serious one. As time passed, even the serious expression disappeared, and it gradually became solemn.

Suddenly ordered: "Mortar units, mountain artillery units, and heavy artillery units, immediately implement indiscriminate artillery coverage on the battlefield. Fire now, hurry up."

"The attacking troops have lost, and now the artillery can blow up some Eighth Route Army who are too late to retreat, otherwise they will die in vain."

The chief of staff did not know where Major General Fujita made this judgment, but the execution of the order was not sloppy at all. In less than 20 seconds, the mortar unit closest to them joined the battle.

More than ten seconds later, the mountain artillery unit and the heavy artillery unit also joined the battle one after another.

Looking at the second-line blocking position that was once again shrouded in artillery fire, Major General Fujita couldn't help trembling with his hands holding the binoculars, obviously very angry.

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