Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated

Chapter 25 Shelling and Alliance Flags
"The enemy's mortar? The enemy still has shells! Pass me the order, move quickly!"

Sakata Shinzhe, who was protected by his subordinates, gave the order to transfer the headquarters, and looked in the direction of the Eighth Route Army's attack in disbelief.

The commander on the opposite side refreshed his cognition again and again. He really had never seen such a tolerant soldier.

In fact, when the command post was established, the staff advised him.

It stands to reason that Sakata Shintetsu shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake and put the command post in the forward position.

It is so close to the enemy's defense line that even a young man who has just joined the army would not do so.

But just because the opponent is the Eighth Route Army, within their locust army, the Eighth Route Army is notoriously bitter.

A group of armed peasants are characterized by lack of clothing, food, weapons and equipment.

Their regiment-level unit is even more ridiculous, it is the smallest regiment he has ever seen.

There are only 1000 people on average, and the so-called heavy weapons are almost only small-caliber mortars.

The range of this [-]mm mortar is only a little longer than that of my brother's grenadier, so the supply of mortar shells is still in short supply.

In order to encourage the momentum of the Great Japanese Locust Army and to better observe the battle situation, Sakata Nobuzhe set up the command post here in violation of the rules.

He's remorseful now, it's human nature to be afraid of death, and the shell just exploded above him!
Just as they were about to leave the command post in a hurry, Sakata Shinzhe felt a burst of flames suddenly appearing around him, and he seemed to be able to hear the roar of mortars and the panic of everyone.

The darkness was eating away at him bit by bit, his five senses were slowly being deprived, and his ass seemed to fly out.

"It hurts."

"The advantage is clearly mine, why did I lose like this?"

"Has the headquarters been hit by a shell? What an unexpected enemy."

Wang Chengzhu jumped up happily when he saw the devil's command post collapsed by mortar shells in the distance.

"Hit it, I hit it!"

At this time, the ammunition hand with sharp eyes and quick hands quickly pulled Wang Chengzhu down who had jumped up. At the same time, several bullets almost grazed his scalp and skipped.

Li Yunlong beside him burst out laughing when he saw Sakata Nobuzhe's headquarters being killed by the pillar.

He said to Wang Chengzhu: "You are so damn good, if you kill this old devil Bantian, the brigade commander will buy you a drink."

Beep, beep, beep, beep.
With the approval of Li Yunlong, the trumpeter blew the charge horn.

Everyone in the new regiment saw that the devil's headquarters was destroyed, and the soldiers of the whole regiment were encouraged. For a while, their fighting enthusiasm became stronger and they fought more vigorously.

Li Yunlong took the lead and rushed to the front, with his guard platoon behind him.

The overly excited Li Datuan was holding a light machine gun and slammed at the devils, and many devils died under his gun.

Handing the light machine gun in his hand to the guard next to him, Li Yunlong rushed towards the distant Sakata headquarters with a large blade in one hand and a shell gun in the other.

First they experienced shelling, then they were attacked by the Xinyi Regiment, and finally they saw the death of their regiment leader on the spot with their own eyes, and a small number of devils had already begun to flee.

They were defeated by the organized and planned new regiment of soldiers. No matter how hard the grassroots officers tried, they could not stop the decline, nor could they form any effective counterattack.

Regardless of whether Sakata was killed or not, the destruction of his command post has become a fact, which means that within a short period of time, the devil's offensive troops lost the command of their superiors and became headless chickens.

The devil infantry brigade without command could only fight on their own. Although they could still maintain a certain combat effectiveness, they could no longer stop the chaos.

Without dispatch, the superiority of firepower could not be brought into play, and they could only watch helplessly as the imposing new group continued to tear through their defenses.

Zhang - the ancestor of the Japanese - the master of hand-to-hand combat - the former sword team - Da Biao has used the knife in his hand to remind the little devils of the memory of the Tang Dynasty. His commando and soldiers from the first battalion have killed many devils .

But their casualties were also very serious. There were only a dozen people left in the entire commando, and only one-third of the soldiers in the first battalion could continue to fight.

But they didn't intend to stop their pace, they just continued to attack after a short rest.

These people are like sharp drills, smashing the defense line of Sakata United.

Then he and Li Yunlong met at the command post of Bantian United.

Looking at the bloody Zhang Dabiao, Li Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want his love to have any troubles.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their joy couldn't be hidden.

Zhang Dabiao pointed to the ruins ahead and said:
"Captain, we got rich this time! Sakata's headquarters has been taken over by us! One major, two middle officers, and one major."

"Hahahahaha, look at how promising you kid is. A devil's chief will make you lose your way. If you kill a major general, won't you go to heaven?"

After searching for a while, they lifted the wood and the net rope, and they found the dead Sakata Shinzhe in the ruined headquarters.

The old devil was hit head-on by a shell, and died in a terrible state. The upper and lower body of the corpse had been separated.

But his head and command knife are intact.
Even because the incident happened suddenly, and Nobuzhe Sakata felt that he would not lose, his United flag also stayed.

Although this alliance flag has long been incomplete due to artillery fire, it is also the only devils flag captured on the battlefield so far.

"Historically, until the end of World War II, we have not been able to capture a single Japanese alliance flag. Because the Japanese army's combat regulations stipulate that when the battle situation is judged to be in danger of annihilating the entire army, the army flag must be burned. The loss of the alliance flag means that the organization has been cancelled. .”

"With this corpse, the brigade commander should not be held accountable for disobedience, and my head should be saved."

"Take it away, put it in a sack."

The soldiers of the guard platoon put Sakata's body in the sack that originally held the bullet casings, tied the bag tightly and carried it on their shoulders.

"Command knife! Don't forget Lao Tzu's command knife. This is the Zuoguan sword. You can exchange it for a lot of good things at that time. And that broken flag. Even the teacher will come to ask me for this thing."

The attack is still going on, there is no shortage of new groups of guns and ammunition, and the attack is getting smoother.

Although there are no more shells in the Sixty Forces, the ammunition for the Stokes mortar is still sufficient.When encountering a point of firepower that is difficult for the devil to attack, he directly bombarded it with a single shot.

The soldiers marched triumphantly all the way, like a broken bamboo.The combination of light machine guns and grenades can easily disperse the enemy's unassembled infantry.

Half an hour later, the last group of troops left behind also withdrew from the frontal battlefield.

The Xinyi regiment tore through the devil's defense line on the Cangyunling battlefield, and successfully broke through the encirclement.

　This battle is finally finished, and the next volume will start to work!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)