The next day, Xue Lin woke up early in the Hidden Tiger Camp, only to find that this group of bandits had drunk too much last night. Only when the sun was high did a few of the second and third leaders get up. Xue Lin looked at this motley crew and frowned deeply. He did not care about them, but returned to his own camp.
This time, he had brought two infantry companies, 280 men, and another company to escort the artillery unit at the rear. Xun Le had already brought the horses and mules to transport the Krupp 75mm field artillery.
He looked at the time. It had been seven days since he had descended into this world. The number of lottery draws displayed on the Red Alert System's page had also changed from '0' to '3'.
"White Snow! I want to draw!" The war with the Japanese was about to start, and Xue Lin wanted to try his luck. Anyway, it would be a waste not to use it.
"Good luck! Commander!" White Snow's emotionless voice rang out in his mind.
Xue Lin rubbed his hands. It was time to show his true 'luck!'
Congratulations, Commander, for drawing a production building: Air Force Command!
"F * ck!" Xue Lin could not help but scream! Air Force Command! With this, he could form an air force!
What was that? Didn't get the plane?
The Northern Region Army had more than 300 planes! As long as they took down Spring City, they should be able to find some planes left behind by the former Northern Region Air Force at Spring City Airport.
The thought of this made him angry. The 200,000 soldiers of the Northern Region Army had run away. Not only did they lose more than 100,000 rifles and 200 cannons, but they also lost more than 300 planes. They had lost the most complete air force and air force training base in the entire Great Qian Dynasty!
Shaking his head, he tossed the anger out of his mind. He should first resolve the current situation.
He clicked on the lottery draw again!
Congratulations, Commander, for drawing the production unit: MT-7 Fast Tank
Tsk tsk, I finally got armor power!
Xue Lin heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a heavy tank like the T-34. Otherwise, with the infrastructure in the country, it would not be able to run!
The entire weight of the BT-7 tank was only 15 tons, and its armor was only 22- 10mm. It was a very weak tank in World War II, but in the Far East in the 1932s of the Great Qian Dynasty, it was a very good and practical tank. It was more than enough to deal with the Japanese's small tanks that were only six or seven tons.
The Russian's equipment had always been sturdy and durable, and it also had high cold resistance. The fast tank, the BT-7, could reach a high speed of 72 km/h on the road, and even in off-road mode, it could maintain a high speed of 50 km/h, with a range of more than 430 kilometers.
That was why it was called a fast tank!
Xue Lin sighed with some imperfection,"It's just that this cannon barrel is a little small, only 45mm.”
Xue Lin, who believed in the multi-turret religion, wondered if he should let the combat laboratory's tank department study the 75mm smooth-bore cannon later. He remembered that the MT-7A tank was equipped with a 76mm cannon.
He rubbed his hands and tried his luck again.
Two good items had already appeared in a row. Xue Lin was looking forward to what the next one would be!
Congratulations, Commander, for drawing the production unit: The Bayavarian-class battleship!
WTFK？
"Baba Baba Bavarian class battleship?？？？”
At this moment, Xue Lin's mind was filled with black question marks.
As a believer of the Multi-Turret Church, how could he not know about the Bava class battleship that was left behind by the Prussians during the First World War? This was the last industrial masterpiece of Prussians during World War I!
However!
"I'm in the mainland! It was in the three northern counties! Even if you give me an Iowa-class battleship, you won't be able to drive it on land! I don't have one at my port!" Xue Lin cursed loudly!
This damn lottery system, couldn't it just follow the normal procedures and give him a few pieces of Army equipment? Even if it was some air force equipment! F * ck, a Bava class battleship suddenly appeared!
I only have 400 men! The boat couldn't even move!
He angrily arranged for the base to build an air force command center, which could at least provide some radar detection. He also arranged for the production of four BT-7 fast tanks, and first establish a tank team.
When it was almost noon, the bandits finally got up.
The 1,500-strong troop began to head north to Spring City under the lead of the bandit leaders. Xue Lin also brought two companies of his subordinates and followed them.
This time, he only brought six mortars from two companies as support firepower. The rest of the artillery units moved in the rear and headed to the scheduled location according to the plan.
………………
Spring City Third Brigade Headquarters.
" Brigade Commander, we've found the unit that attacked Sakamura Koichi. They're the remnants of the Northern Region Army. There are about 280 of them, and they have several mortars. They've already joined forces with the bandits and formed an army of about 1,700 people. They're moving toward Spring City.”Chief of Staff Shimakawa Ichishi handed the information to Major General Haseitani.
Then, he put his legs together and bowed.”
"Yuxi!" Hasebe Terasu looked at Shimakawa Ichishi with praise and said,"" It's just a bunch of rabble. Have the Fourth Infantry Regiment set up an ambush on the predetermined battlefield. We must annihilate this 'army'!”
"Ha Yi!" Shimakawa Ichishi accepted the order and left.
Hasegawa Shin paced back and forth in the command room with his hands behind his back. His small beard, which was unique to the Japanese pirates, twitched as he said,"After dealing with this army, it's time to go north and take Ha City!”
This kind of battle against the bandits did not require him, as the brigade commander, to step in. A regiment or even a brigade under him could easily resolve it. However, this time, he had to give an explanation to the special forces of the epidemic prevention and water department. Only then did he order his subordinates to wipe out this army.
Hasebe Teru did not care about the upcoming battle at all. He happily picked up his samurai sword and wiped it.
However, he did not notice the strange glint in the eyes of a patrolling Japanese soldier outside the door. He lowered his head and said goodbye to his 'comrades' in Japanese with a Nagasaki accent before quickly leaving the headquarters.
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