Beacon starts from the departure of a strong man

Chapter 125 Prodigal son
Soldiers of the 772nd Regiment killed devils with swords in hand.

Hashimoto Ryuji saw the Republic of China army fighting hand-to-hand with the imperial soldiers, and the imperial army was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

"idiot!"

"Sato, immediately dispatch a squadron to occupy a commanding height and build field fortifications."

Putting down the binoculars, Hashimoto Ryuji shouted loudly.

Sato quickly commanded the troops to let a squadron of devils enter the position of the 772nd regiment first.

After this hand-to-hand battle, the 772nd regiment suffered a lot of losses.

Li Yunlong found that the devil had seized a commanding height, and the little devil had already started firing at the No.18 Army.

"This little devil, the tactical adjustment is really fast."

Now a squadron of little devils, after occupying part of the 772 regiment's position.

The rest of the ghost soldiers are leaning here.

In the valley, Jin Jizhong's regiment and Shen Yunhua's regiment wiped out the resisting devils with their powerful firepower.

Hou Degui's Artillery Battalion followed Yu Hua to the First Line of Heaven.

Both of them also found the devil soldiers, and they were consolidating part of the occupied positions.

"Battlemaster Hou, immediately set up the mortar and blast me."

"While the little devil's foothold is not stable, let's come and bomb the artillery, the infantry will charge, the infantry will charge, and the artillery will bomb!"

Hou Degui nodded, urging the artillerymen to set up their cannons quickly.

Twenty-four 24mm mortars with long barrels aimed at the devil soldiers on the hillside.

Due to the position built by the 772 regiment, it is not suitable for the defense of the devil soldiers.

Hashimoto Ryuji is ordering the devil soldiers to reorganize their positions.

After the mortars of the artillery battalion were set up, Hou Degui asked the observers to report the coordinates.

82mm mortar shells, the 22nd Army of the Sichuan Army, there are still many.

It was the first time for Hou Degui to fight such a rich battle.

The first salvo of the mortar was 24 rounds, and it was very accurate.

On the hillside, Ryuji Hashimoto was furious.

The positions occupied by the imperial army have not yet been completely remodeled, and the Sichuan Army's artillery fire has come.

For this first shelling, the hit rate reached 90.00%.

Now the Hashimoto detachment has lost its luggage, and in addition to the hand-to-hand battle just now, he only has 4 mortars in his hands.

The artillery fire of the Sichuan army caused the imperial army to hide in Tibet.

Li Yunlong was envious when he saw so many artillery salvos from the Sichuan Army.

He originally thought that after the Sichuan army finished a round, they would launch a charge.

Unexpectedly, the mortar battalion aimed at the devil's position and carried out three bombings.

"Prodigal son!"

"Just one round of shelling this time!"

"Waste so many shells."

Li Yunlong was a little distressed. The first round of shelling by the Sichuan army had already blown up quite a few of the little devil's machine gun firepower.

The next two rounds are actually completely unnecessary.

For Yu Hua, although shells are precious, the lives of soldiers are even more precious.

He would rather use mortars to eliminate most of the devils than let the soldiers use their own lives to fill them.

on the hill.

Hashimoto Ryuji immediately asked people to count the number of people.

After three rounds of shelling, there are only a hundred people left in Hashimoto Ryuji's hands.

The Sichuan army's bombardment was very intense, which made Ryuji Hashimoto feel a little helpless.

He is a little bit like cursing now.

The Sichuan army doesn't talk about martial arts, it is obviously the worst equipped unit in the army of the Republic of China, and now there are so many good equipment coming out all of a sudden.

The mortar bombing alone is a full three rounds of volley, hitting so many shells.

This is not like the so-called beggar team.

After the mortar volley was fired, the [-]-type mountain artillery battery dragged by the horses behind came.

With four [-]-style mountain cannons, Yu Hua immediately asked the company commander to set up the cannons.

"A gun...a gun..."

"Let's let the little devil have a taste too, these four one-style mountain cannons are powerful."

Four 75mm mountain cannons were laid out in a straight line.

Yu Hua grinned: "For each cannon, fire ten rounds first, let's see the effect."

Hit ten rounds first to see the effect, which made Hou Degui a little envious.

This 82-type mountain gun is much more powerful than the [-]mm mortar in my hand.

Moreover, a round of salvo is [-] shells, just to see the effect.

The commander of the 75mm mountain artillery company happily commanded his artillery.

The four mountain cannons, under the operation of the artillery, aimed their long barrels at the positions occupied by Hashimoto Ryuji.

After everything is ready.

Yu Hua gave the order for shelling.

The first gunner took the shells out of the ammunition box, and the second gunner took the shells.

Open the magazine, stuff the shells into it, and close the gate after confirming that the loading is complete.

Three gunners pull the matchlock!
"Boom!"

The barrels of the four mountain cannons vibrated.

The shell pierced the sky and fell towards the devil's position.

at this moment.

Hashimoto Ryuji widened his eyes, watching the shells flying from a distance.

How could Hashimoto Ryuji not know such a familiar sound of shelling? This is the Empire's [-]-style mountain cannon.

"idiot!"

Hashimoto Ryuji cursed angrily, followed closely, and saw a shell fall beside him.

"Boom...Boom..."

After a violent explosion, a deep pit appeared directly where Hashimoto Ryuji was.

He himself was blasted into coke, and his blood was scattered on the ground.

The power of the 82-type mountain artillery is much stronger than that of the [-]mm mortar.

The ghost soldiers on the hillside rushed up the hill one by one.

Originally, this position had not yet been remodeled, and it was the first time it was bombed by mortars.

Many positions have been bombed and collapsed, and now the Type [-] mountain artillery is bombing again.

The ghost soldiers all ran away and dared not stay any longer.

Seeing the little devils abandoning their positions and fleeing upwards, Yu Hua immediately ordered the artillery fire to extend.

The [-]-type mountain artillery and mortar bombed the little devil together.

After the bombing!

There were not many ghost soldiers left who fled.

After Li Yunlong saw it, he ordered the 772 regiment to attack and wipe out the remaining devils.

Some soldiers of the 772nd regiment had no weapons in their hands, but after the shelling, many Japanese soldiers were killed.

The excited Eighth Route Army soldiers immediately picked up the devil's [-] cover.

Use the devil's gun to hit the devil!
Master Liu saw that the overall situation had been settled, so he quickly asked the trumpeter to sound the charge horn.

Let the entire 129th division quickly pursue the devils.

"Beep beep..."

The charge horn rang, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were like tigers one by one.

When they saw the devil drop something, they picked it up.

Under the siege and interception of the 129th Division and the Sichuan Army, the Hashimoto Detachment was killed.

In this battle, the Sichuan army suffered fewer casualties.

However, the casualties of the 129th Division were a little large.

Master Liu looked at Li Yunlong, "This battle was fought well."

Li Yunlong said: "Teacher, the casualties are a bit heavy, the fight was not good."

"I will review and make a summary immediately."

"Oh..." Master Liu looked at Li Yunlong, "You, Li Yunlong, have always refused to admit defeat."

"Why do you take the initiative to admit that you didn't play well today?"

"tell me the story!"

Li Yunlong cleared his throat, "First, I underestimated the enemy."

"The fighting power of the little devil is beyond my imagination."

"They have accurate marksmanship and strong fighting skills."

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong heaved a long sigh: "The battalion under my hand has suffered the loss of fighting bayonets."

"I regard the little devil as the former principal Chang's troops."

"Our troops have experienced many battalion commanders, and their fighting skills are excellent."

"However, the little devil is stronger than us."

Master Liu looked at Li Yunlong, "As a qualified commander, you can reflect on yourself now."

"It's very nice."

"It's the first time we have played like this, which is already very good."

Li Yunlong and Mr. Liu are summing up, and Yu Hua is also summing up.

Jin Jizhong especially emphasized Li Yunlong, who is quick thinking and good commanding ability.

If Li Yunlong hadn't been the first to discover the devil's intentions, this battle would have been even more difficult.

Yu Hua has seen the traces of the battlefield. How come the ammunition of the 129th Division is lower than in history.

This confuses him a bit.

If the ammunition of the 129th Division is the same as in history, this battle will be a little easier.

　Brothers, Fuyang, headache, body pain, high fever, the latest update may be interrupted, it is really uncomfortable.

　　
　
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