In November 1942, the newly appointed commander of the Japanese Northern Army, Okamura Yasuji, launched a large-scale sweep of the Southeast Jin region.
Target!
Destroy our command structure and destroy our 129th division!
Amongst them.
The independent regiment of the 386th Brigade, which had killed the major general and the assistant officers of the Japanese tourist group, became their first target!
As for the independent regiment!
In this big sweep, they still had to take on the task of protecting the civilians.
Therefore, this was an unprecedented battle for Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment. This battle would be extremely cruel.
Of course.
Not only the independent regiment.
The entire 386th Brigade and even the entire 129th Division would have to face this challenge.
Because…
Since winter.
At the same time, the war in the southeast and northwest had already begun.
Now!
The 129th Division was surrounded by the Japanese.
He had no choice.
They!
They could only retreat in platoons after covering the civilians.
On this day.
An unknown border manufacturing company, their logistics department head-Zhou Chen! He activated the last clause of a certain agreement-wartime production.
In this state.
All the employees did not have any rest or normal sleep time.
Everyone.
Eat after you're done, cook after you're done!
Even when she was sleeping, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the ground.
Amongst them.
The logistics department head, Zhou Chen, also lowered his status and became an employee to participate in the production.
The rise and fall of the country!
Every man has a responsibility!
Just like that, bullets and grenades were produced by this unknown border factory.
But unfortunately…
The moment the battle started, it was a mess.
Zhou Chen was unable to contact the headquarters.
Communication was cut off, and the ammunition produced could not be distributed according to the operational requirements.
This made him very distressed.
On the other side.
Ding Wei's new regiment met with a regiment of the Japanese's mopping-up troops and had a battle.
During the Anti-Japanese War!
The Japanese had about 3800 soldiers.
As for the new group!
The entire team added up to about 1,500 people.
Compared to the National Army.
Our army's weapons and equipment are low. Under normal circumstances, Ding Wei's new regiment can only fight against one of the Japanese's large regiments at most. Facing a Japanese regiment, they would not be able to resist for long.
However!
Now, the new regiment had to protect the civilians and retreat.
They couldn't leave until they received news that the civilians had successfully moved.
"Regiment commander, the Japanese are already here!”the guard beside Ding Wei said.
All of this.
Ding Wei naturally saw it too.
When the Japanese were almost within the attack range, Ding Wei waved his hand and shouted,""Beat him up, beat him up fiercely!"
For a moment.
The sound of gunfire was deafening.
Ding Wei took out a gun and shot one of them. At this moment, he obviously hadn't noticed anything.
After the heavy machine gunners opened fire, they suppressed the enemy's firepower.
A row of bullets swept over, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ding Wei quickly lowered his head, not wanting to get into trouble. When the firepower was suppressing other areas, he picked up his gun and aimed at the heavy machine gunner in the Japanese team who had just fired at him. He fired.
"Pa!"
Only to see.
The Japanese guy's head was covered in flowers.
"Your father's marksmanship is quite accurate today!”
Seeing this scene.
Ding Wei narrowed his eyes as if he had thought of something.
He realized…
The fallen Japanese Machine Gunner was dragged away, and the Deputy Machine Gunner began to get into position.
It had to be said!
Other than their marksmanship, the Japanese were also good at fighting.
Ding Wei picked up his gun and aimed at the head of the sub-machine gunner. Then, he pulled the trigger and fired.
"Pa!"
The sub-machine gunner was shot in the head again and fell to the ground.
This time.
Ding Wei was dumbfounded.
What the f * ck?
One shot, one kill!
If all the soldiers in the regiment had his marksmanship?
Even if there were two more Japanese teams, they wouldn't be enough to defeat his new team!
"Has my marksmanship become so accurate? Moreover, why did it feel so comfortable to shoot?”Ding Wei was thinking about this problem.
He was different from Li Yunlong and Kong Jie.
Ding Wei was good at thinking and had a far-sighted vision.
He was not a blindly arrogant person who would become arrogant after winning a battle. Therefore, Ding Wei was currently pondering how his marksmanship had suddenly become so accurate.
"Because of the gun?" Ding Wei narrowed his eyes and shook his head.
He often used this gun.
He had never seen his marksmanship so accurate before.
"Could it be because of the person?" Ding Wei shook his head and rejected the idea.
He hadn't fired much during this period of time.
Spear art.
It's good that it didn't change. Why did it become more accurate?
"Could it be that I was blind?”Ding Wei was a little suspicious. He aimed his gun at a Japanese who was firing a mortar.
He pulled the trigger again!
"Pa!"
The Japanese fell to the ground.
However…
The mortar shells continued to fly towards them.
"Boom ~"
Dust flew everywhere. Fortunately, Ding Wei hid in the trenches in time and was not injured.
Shaking his head, he shook off all the dirt on his head.
Suddenly.
An idea flashed through his mind, making him think of something.
The gun was not changed, the person was not changed, but where were the bullets?
When he thought of this.
He quickly took out a bullet from the rifle and took a look at it. Only then did he realize that the shell was engraved with the words " Made in Border Region ".
"As expected, it's not that my spear technique is more accurate. It's because of the bullets!" The corners of Ding Wei's mouth curled up slightly. He felt much better after finding this reason.
In the past.
The bullets manufactured by Border Region were not sealed well because they were reloaded with gunpowder. There were also problems with the polishing of the bullets.
Therefore…
Most of the time, the bullet would be shot askew!
It was different from the direction he was aiming at.
And now, the bullets manufactured in the border area.
The precision was very good, so when the bullet was fired, there was no other error, only a normal parabola!
This was no problem for a veteran who had been holding a gun for several years.
After thinking about it carefully.
Ding Wei's nimble brain thought of something else.
What if the bullets made in this area were specially distributed to those veterans who were good at shooting?
What would the result be?
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