In the end, Wu Jian still chose the mid-range gun that the Chinese soldiers were more familiar with. Although its performance could not compare to other wide guns, it was really produced and used on the battlefield. This also saved the Chinese soldiers from accidents due to unfamiliarity or the danger of losing their lives on the battlefield.
" Dong, dong, dong." A few more shots were fired. Wu Jian once again took out two Japanese mortars and a grenade launcher that was reloading.
Another wave of " ding " sounds rang out, but Wu Jian did not stop. He adjusted the direction and angle of the muzzle again and burned a few more mortars. Only then did Wei Dayong, Sun Desheng, and Hu Zi, who were more familiar with the use of mortars, command the other two allied soldiers to fire at the Japanese's position.
"Monk, why do you think our chief is so powerful? Look, look, those few cannonballs just now didn't miss a single spot. You really don't know how lucky you are. You don't even know how to ask for advice from the commander.”
As he helped to refill the ammunition, an allied soldier looked at the monk in front of him with envy.
"Company commander, is our commander a god of war that descended from the heavens, or is he the reincarnation of our ancient Baiqi and Huo Qubing?”
"Sir, we're at least a mile away from the Japanese's camp now. You just used a 38th gun to take down the Japanese with one shot?”
It was also the first time that the allied soldiers beside Sun Desheng fought with Wu Jian. It was the first time that they saw Wu Jian rushing to the hill below and killing the devils one by one. They couldn't help but praise him.
"Squad leader, look, the Japanese's position is in chaos. Some of the Japanese who are afraid of death have begun to retreat!”
Before the allied forces soldier beside Hu Zi could even praise Wu Jian, he realized that the Japanese had already started to lose.
"Brothers, while the Japanese are scared of being beaten, charge up with me and kill these turtles and bastards.”
Zhang Dabiao also noticed the collapse of the Japanese defense line. He looked at the 8th route company commander not far away from him and the front line command post of a certain Jinsui regiment that was higher up in the position. He grabbed the military cap on his head and threw it fiercely on the ground. He was the first to run to the front, waving the saber in his hand and killing the Japanese!
The commander of a certain regiment of the Jinsui Army, who was originally in charge of defending this place, was a man who was about to enter his old age. He had already become the head of the Mediterranean Sea. Faced with the allied forces 'initiative to charge, he had no intention of following them. Instead, when he saw the situation on the battlefield turning for the better, he began to worry about his own troubles.
"Xinzhou City's Brigadier General Shang Feng is celebrating his birthday, and the wedding money is divided into four categories: happiness, wealth, longevity, and happiness. I really want to give this old officer 2,000 yuan to fulfill his good reputation of respecting his superiors.”
"But…but I still have a few families to take care of. And this time, Yan Laoxi, that old fart, is forcing us, the troops adapted from the local security corps, to send troops. The already crippled troops are being replenished and equipped with weapons…"
"Sigh, it's difficult, it's difficult!"
This scum who was a remnant of feudalism and a local tyrant had infiltrated the military. If it wasn't for the fact that a battalion from the 8th Route Army had come to help, the bald man's command center would have been blown up by the Japanese, let alone the Japanese army.
Facing the allied forces 'attack, this guy was completely indifferent. He was happy to see the 8th Route Army and the allied forces rush to the front and fight against the Japanese.
"Comrades, for the freedom and recovery of China, charge!”
Seeing Zhang Dabiao and the allied forces 'actions, the 8th Route Army's company commander did not hesitate at all. He used his uninjured left hand to tightly grip a large saber and immediately led the remaining half of the company to charge forward. And these sixty men were the only remaining fighting force of the 8th Battalion.
Comparing the two, it was obvious who was better. Even the commander of the Jinsui Army, who was the only one who had preserved his strength, was furious. He called twice and even ran to the bald commander to kneel and ask for battle. However, this guy was still unhurried. When he mentioned that the higher-ups only said that they would attack and stop the enemy, not chase after the Japanese.
After a series of unreasonable arguments, the hot-blooded commander of the Jinsui Army could no longer tolerate it and personally ordered his platoon of guards to tie up the bald commander. A mutiny on the battlefield! In the end, he led the 300 hot-blooded brothers in the camp and began to charge towards the Japanese camp.
The Japanese originally had a regiment of soldiers, but after two rounds of interception, they only had less than 2,000 soldiers left.
Now that Wu Jian had taken the lead to destroy the important command center and heavy weapons with his mortars, and the allied forces led by Zhang Dabiao were charging at them with red and swollen eyes and killing intent, the Japanese's original plan of tightening the battle line and concentrating their forces and firepower was now in a state of retreat.
Suddenly, a loud buzzing sound came from the sky. The Japanese soldiers thought that it was their own plane coming to rescue them, so they stopped and began to attach the bayonet to the tip of their guns. They were prepared to wait for the Chinese soldiers below to be bombarded and more than half of them were killed or injured. Then, they would go up and kill them.
However, with the sound of several explosions, the Japanese soldiers who were not killed in the explosion were instantly dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the Japanese would be the ones injured when the planes started bombing.
In fact, this was not a misunderstanding. These Japanese devils did not die at the hands of their own people. This bomber was sent by Baldy to assist Jin Province in the war against Japan.
In fact, there were three other planes that set off together. The two fighter jets were the I-15:2 and Hawk-3, and the other bomber was the same model as the one that dropped the bomb. However, compared to the Japanese Air Force that was shot down by Wu Jian in Luye County, China's air force was still too weak.
After the four Chinese mixed forces encountered two Japanese fighter jets, only one bomber managed to survive.
In fact, when the plane flew over the battlefield, Wu Jian had already noticed it. If it wasn't for his excellent eyesight, Wu Jian would have taken out his machine gun to attack the other party.
The bombs dropped by the bomber were a ton and a half, and the Japanese who had gathered together were all turned into a pot of stew. The entire situation of the war was finally completely in favor of China.
When Zhang Dabiao and the 8th Battalion Commander arrived at the enemy's position and engaged in a hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese, Wei Dayong, Sun Desheng, and a few others, under the leadership of Wu Jian, completely took down the Japanese's high ground.
Soon after, the battalion commander of the Jinsui Army led more than 300 soldiers to the battlefield. From then on, a battle of more than 400 soldiers against more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers officially began!
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