Shozo Yoshino was a major captain under Keimei Bunbun. On the battlefield, a minor major captain like him was nothing. She could only be a character that was ordered around.
However, this was the hinterland of the Jiaodong Peninsula, the rear of the Japanese War Zone. The area under the jurisdiction of a captain was huge, so he naturally became a so-called big shot in the rear.
In his opinion, there was no need to mobilize a regiment to fight a group of bandits. In his opinion, as long as his brigade was mobilized, he could guarantee that they could eliminate these thousands of bandits.
Now that he had been sent to take the lead, he could guarantee that he would be able to take down Clear Wind Camp's position with a single charge.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the other side, they soon entered the 300-meter distance.
At this distance, they had already entered the firing range. However, Zhou Weiguo's troops had yet to open fire, but some of the Japanese had already started firing.
The sound of the Type 38 rifle rang out continuously, which made Yoshino even more arrogant. In his opinion, the bandits must have been frightened by his troops and did not even have the courage to shoot.
Li Wu lay prone on the ground and looked at the Japanese who kept firing. He was not in a hurry. He thought that his soldiers had never seen blood and their marksmanship was not good. Instead of wasting bullets at such a distance, it was better to fight at close range. Moreover, even his marksmanship was not very good.
His marksmanship was pretty good within a hundred meters, but he couldn't hit within two to three hundred meters.
When the Japanese were 150 meters away, Li Wu opened fire. At this time, he was holding a Mauser 98K rifle in his hand. He aimed at a Japanese soldier and fired a shot. Suddenly, the entire position was full of firepower.
Fifteen Browning M2 heavy machine guns and fifty-seven light machine guns began to sweep at the Japanese army.
Suddenly, the Japanese army at the front seemed to have been bitten by something, but the Japanese army at the back quickly filled in and continued to attack the 1st Battalion.
Dopey Ma was also lying on the ground and shooting nervously. At this moment, he was trembling all over, not knowing whether he was nervous or afraid.
After firing a bullet, he quickly pulled the bolt and fired another bullet without even looking at it.
Just as he was about to fire another bullet, he was hit on the head.
A burly young man slapped him on the head and shouted,"Private, if you continue to waste bullets like this, I don't mind shoving you into the barrel and shooting you out. Remember, aim before you shoot. The reference point, the crosshair, the Japanese army, three points and one line, remember!”
Dopey Ma knew who this person was. He was his class monitor. He had only gotten to know the class monitor and a few others in the training camp. His class monitor gave him a very rigid feeling. He was usually serious and did not smile. He seemed to have never seen his class monitor smile. His face had always been the same expression.
This time, Dopey Ma was a little calmer. According to what he had learned, he aimed at a Japanese soldier and fired a shot.
The Japanese soldier fell. At this time, the squad leader's words rang in his ears.
"Not bad, keep it up! Remember, kill one enemy per bullet!”
This sentence gave Dopey Ma a lot of confidence. He continued to aim and shoot again, no longer randomly shooting like before.
Recruits were growing, and the battlefield was the best training ground for recruits. An afternoon of training on the training ground was not as good as an hour of fighting on the battlefield.
All the recruits were constantly changing. They started to calm down from their initial panic. The gunshots also became more orderly from the initial chaos.
Zhou Weiguo, who was halfway up the mountain, heard the gunshots from below and could not help but nod. It was said that the battlefield was the best training ground. An elite who had never seen blood was not an elite. The true elites were made from fighting, from killing, and from crawling out of the piles of corpses on the battlefield. This saying was indeed true.
Shozo Yoshino was about to go crazy from anger. The number of soldiers under him was decreasing, and his light and heavy firepower was being suppressed.
There seemed to be snipers on the other side. They were constantly sniping at their light and heavy machine gunners, and when they fired grenade launchers and mortars, the other side immediately fired shells.
"Eight ~ Caw ~ Charge! Destroy that person!"
Shozo Yoshino pulled out his sword and began to charge. He was unwilling to accept this. He did not believe that a group of bandits had such combat power.
What he didn't know was that the snipers he thought of were the clone soldiers. The clone soldiers who were light and heavy machine gunners suppressed the overall firepower of the Japanese army, and the clone soldiers who were the gunners suppressed the grenade launchers of the Japanese army.
The clone soldiers with Mauser 98K specialized in sniping the Japanese firepower. They were more elite than the current Japanese army.
These Japanese troops were not considered elite troops of the Japanese army. They were just troops left behind by the Japanese army. The elite troops of the Japanese army were all placed at the front line. How could they be placed in the hinterland of the Japanese war zone like the Jiaodong Peninsula?
The Yoshino Battalion began to charge with all their might. At the same time, the Japanese Type 92 Infantry Cannons were firing shells at the 1st Battalion.
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Soon, under the full charge of the Japanese army, they were about 100 meters away from the 1st Battalion.
"Beat down the Japanese. Don't let them charge up!”
At this time, Li Wu had already taken over a light machine gun and was shooting. The main shooter and the assistant shooter of the previous light machine gun had died, so he took over this light machine gun.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bullets in the magazine kept decreasing.
Soon, the sound of the needle hitting the air was heard.
"Bullets! Give me a spitfire! reload!"
Li Wu shouted at the top of his lungs. A cloned soldier silently put down the 98K rifle in his hand and reloaded Li Wu.
"Boom ~"
A Type 92 Infantry Cannon landed not far away from Li Wu, but he wasn't afraid. Previously, he had been clamoring to fight the Japanese. How could such a person drop the ball at this time?
They were on fire, whether it was the Japanese or the First Battalion.
"Hurry up! Order the Second and Third Brigade to press forward! He told them that they had to break through the defense line of that person!”
Keimei saw that Shozo Yoshino's 1st Battalion was only about 100 meters away from the camp. He was unwilling to give up and retreat.
Once they retreated, the other side would definitely shoot wildly. At that time, who knew how many soldiers would die. Moreover, the next attack would still have to suffer casualties to reach this distance.
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