My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 33 Departure!

"Sir!"

In Yangquan, a staff officer walked into the headquarters of the Japanese Army and reported to Yoshiharu Horikoshi, the commander of the 29th Regiment of the 12th Brigade:
"Soryu, Anai, Fifth Infantry Battalion."

"Say."

Horikoshi Yoshiharu didn't even look up.

The 5th Infantry Battalion belongs to the 12th Wing. The latter is stationed in Yangquan, and the former is stationed in the north of Yangquan. The distance is no more than ten kilometers away. There is a direct telephone connection. However, Jiro Horikoshi went to Taiyuan for a meeting a week ago and just came back today. The captain, of course, has no right to make cross-regional calls.

"Yesterday afternoon, the Cavalry Squadron of the Fifth Infantry Battalion discovered the Eighth Route Army in the east of Pingxian County, suspected to be a reconnaissance unit." The staff reported.

"Several people?"

Horikoshi Yoshiharu was still looking at the book in his hand seriously.

"Three."

The staff officer added: "They are all cavalry, carrying map bags, and the opponent has shown a high degree of familiarity with the terrain."

"Anai Nakasa is too nervous."

Horikoshi Yoshiharu waved his hand.

Just three Eighth Route Cavalry, what can it explain?
The staff officer bowed his head and quietly exited the headquarters.

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"idiot."

"waste!"

Hearing the reply from the Yangquan Regiment Headquarters, the captain of the 5th Infantry Battalion in Ping County, Anai, immediately cursed.

Although there were only three Eighth Route Army cavalry this time, and the Eighth Route guerrillas often passed through Zhengtai Road quietly.

Those three cavalry, no, to be precise, they were the last Eighth Route Cavalry.

This person is not only superb in riding and marksmanship, but also very familiar with the terrain. Not to mention the locust army stationed in Ping County for a year, even the local soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who have been here are far from being so familiar.

And it is widely familiar.

This is not something that can be achieved by living in the local area for a long time and being familiar with the surrounding terrain. It must be done by surveying and mapping Ping County and drawing out the cavalry's marching path on the spot.

The enemy may have military operations on the railway in the near future, otherwise it would be impossible to spend a lot of effort to survey and map the terrain.Anai, who graduated from Tokyo Imperial University and once served in the Class A Division, keenly felt that something was wrong.

But the superior is a piece of shit.

"Secretary."

The adjutant of the brigade on the side quickly reminded.

That's the captain.

"Pass my order."

Many people in Anjing took a deep breath, forced themselves to regain their composure, and then ordered:

"All squadrons should increase their vigilance and increase their level of combat readiness. The entire brigade must be ready to set off within 10 to [-] minutes after receiving the order."

The more troops there are, the more equipment they have, and the slower their dispatch speed.Among other things, it would take quite a while to integrate a team of hundreds of people, as well as prepare weapons, ammunition, and supplies.

Even a light infantry soldier needs to carry a lot of supplies for combat. It is impossible for a person to carry a gun and a bag of bullets to go to the battlefield, and food, drink and laxity need to be considered.

This is also the reason why the devil cavalry team waited for more than ten minutes before setting off.

"Hi."

The adjutant immediately went to deliver the order.

"but."

Many people in Anjing comforted themselves:
"It's not very likely. The Imperial Army's security on the Zhengtai Line is very tight. At most, the enemy will only destroy the railway on a small scale."

There are several regiments of the imperial army stationed near the Zhengtai line, and the armored squadron of the road guard regiment patrols regularly. All the surrounding villages are stationed by the imperial alliance army, and important bridges have artillery towers, fortresses, and the imperial army stationed in person. The enemy is the most harassed. Cannot cause damage to transport.

···
mid March.

hospital.

In the wasteland behind.

The cold winter wind is howling, and there is a layer of ankle-length snow on the ground. Zhuzhu is wearing a brand-new winter military uniform of the Eighth Route Army, a cotton military cap with the sides of the cap covering his cheeks, and thick hard-soled warm military boots under his feet. 60 mortar barrel, the support frame has not been connected to the barrel in advance.

Facing the cold wind, he rolled over, quickly crossed the open area, and jumped behind a mound of dirt.

Behind them, two new regiment soldiers also wearing brand-new Eighth Route Army new military uniforms, one holding a baseboard and the other holding an ammunition box, leaped to the back of the mound at the same time.

Squatting in a standing position, Huzi raised the gun barrel and bracket, and another soldier pushed the bottom plate hard on the ground, clicked, the gun barrel and bracket were locked, then Huzi gave a thumbs up, squinted his eyes and aimed at the distance, calculating in his mind Looking at the distance, the third soldier took out a shell from the ammunition box.

Three seconds later, Huzi put down his thumb and began to fine-tune the pitch and direction of the muzzle. Five seconds later, he stretched out his hand and said:

"Cannonball."

A cannonball is placed in the post's hand.

Zhuzhu held the cannonball, glanced at the propellant package on the rear wing, pointed the tail at the muzzle, let go and let the cannonball slide down to the bottom of the barrel, then lowered his head and covered his ears.

bang...

Accompanied by the ear-piercing roar, the scorching wind from the muzzle exploded, and a shell soared into the sky, and then accurately landed on a circular shooting range surrounded by wooden planks [-] kilometers away.

Looking at the landing point of the shell, Zhu Zi took a deep breath, and fine-tuned the pitch and shooting direction again.

The mortar he used at this time is very advanced in performance, with a maximum range of 60 kilometers, which is nearly 500 meters higher than the previous civilian-made [-] mortars of the new regiment. The accuracy is also much higher, and the shells used are also very well-made .

But 60 kilometers is already the maximum range of the [-]-force made by the new group of civilians before. If he wants to make a first hit at this distance, his current level cannot do it.

Five seconds later, Zhu Zhu stretched out his hand again:

"Cannonball!"

Boom... The second shell precisely landed on the circular target, [-] kilometers away.

"Cannonball."

Then, there was a series of intensive bombardment, one after another shells continued to hit the target point and its surroundings, puffing up gunpowder smoke, even if they were all training shells, the scene caused by the coverage was quite spectacular.

After all the thirty shells carried by the three-person team were fired, Zhuzi let out a long sigh of relief.

After training with Boss Mo for so long, he learned a lot of artillery knowledge and consumed nearly a thousand rounds of shells, many of which were pure live ammunition, which greatly improved his artillery skills.

Hit more accurately.

And, more importantly, starting to know how to fight.

In detail, Zhuzi began to know how to select important targets on a complex and chaotic battlefield. It is to identify the target that poses the greatest threat to the troops, rather than coaxing them with a single shot when a machine gun is found, and how to organize and plan artillery fire. The least amount of shells, the best effect.

The pillar begins to grow from a gunner to an artillery commander.

"Pillar!"

Zhu Zi put away the 60 mortar that Boss Mo gave him, and while thinking about it, a soldier ran over:
"The leader asked all of us who can be discharged to gather and go to Yangcun, where the independent group is located."

"gather?"

Zhuzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the mortar in his hand and ran to the hospital.

He knew very well that his team leader had negotiated a deal with Boss Mo, a big deal about fighting devils.

After learning artillery skills for so long, although the theoretical knowledge is still far behind, but the 60 mortar artillery skills in one hand have improved a lot, it is time to go out and try your hand at devils.

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"lets go."

In Xingjia Village, Ding Wei said to the 250 new regiment soldiers lined up in front of him.

Subsequently,

Under the leadership of a company commander of an independent regiment, a reinforced company of 250 people with full strength marched quickly towards Yangcun.

"Leader Li is really rich."

Looking at the Czech-style Mauser 250K rifle equipped with 98, Ding Wei clicked his tongue.

After he asked Li Yunlong to prepare his own weapons and ammunition, the other party immediately sent 25 Czech-style, two hundred Mauser 98K rifles, and 25 twenty-ring box guns.

Still all imported goods.

He even gave him a batch of bullets and asked him to engage in live ammunition shooting training.

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Yang Village.

"This is the train schedule for the Devils Army Train."

Mo Fan put a train timetable on the table on the kang.

(End of this chapter)