Battle of Songhu
"Company commander! Company Commander!" A soldier in tattered military uniform, whose face was covered in dust, shook an unconscious first lieutenant and shouted.
"Welcome to World War II!"
"Where is this place? Why did I come here when I was having fun at home?”A young man among the countless lights scratched his head and asked curiously.
"This is the World War II Wind and Cloud System! You have been selected as the lucky player. World War II Fengyun Game Company will connect to your central nervous system and re-display all the campaign levels from 1937 to 1945! One hour in real life is equivalent to one year in the game. You have 10 hours of gaming experience. How you start the game is up to the player to choose!”A mechanical voice entered the young man's ears.
"Company commander! Company commander! Wake up!" The soldier was still shaking the young first lieutenant.
"Ah?" The young first lieutenant suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the soldier in front of him with a blank expression.
"Who are you?" The young first lieutenant asked curiously.
"Company Commander, I am Erhu!" The soldier thought that the shell had blown up the captain's head.
"Yes, yes! Xiao Hu! Aiya, my brain!" The badge on the chest of the young first lieutenant officer was Zhang Mo, the company commander of the 3rd Company of the 2nd Brigade, 3rd Regiment, 2nd Battalion of the 56th Division of the National Revolutionary Army. Looking at his shoulder badge with a bar and two stars, it belonged to a first lieutenant. In addition, Xiao Hu called him company commander, which meant that he was the company commander.
"How many people are left?" Zhang Mo asked.
"No more! They were all dead! I'm the only one left!" Erhu wiped his tears and sobbed as he replied. They were currently in Luo Dian! In the entire Battle of Songhu, Luodian was the place where the most brutal battles were fought. It was not called the flesh mill for nothing.
"Then hurry up and retreat! Are we going to wait for death here?" Zhang Mo struggled as he lay on the ground covered in corpses.
"The regiment commander said that we are here! Whoever retreats will be shot dead!" Er Hu explained.
"How can we defend such a big position with just the two of us? There are no reinforcements!" Zhang Mo said worriedly. The only Maxim machine gun had been blown up to the point that its barrel was already crooked, and it couldn't be used anymore. A ZB26 light machine gun had also become a spare part. He scampered around the camp and found an MP18 German submachine gun from World War I.
"Erhu, go find the commander and ask him to send reinforcements! As the company commander, I definitely can't retreat! If I went to find the regiment commander, I would definitely be shot. If you went to find the regiment commander, he wouldn't blame you!”Zhang Mo took out the magazine and checked that there was still half a bullet left in the magazine.
"Captain, how can I leave you alone!”Er Hu refused.
"Don't you understand human language? If you don't want me to die, run faster and get help!”Zhang Mo cursed. After hearing Zhang Mo's meaning, Er Hu understood and immediately turned around to look for the regiment commander to ask for help.
Erhu didn't walk far. Zhang Mo rubbed his arms and opened a projection to find the arsenal to see if there were any good weapons. Without weapons, how could they stop the Japanese army?
"Damn it! You can't buy a machine gun without a military rank!" Zhang Mo looked at the rifles and pistols that he could only purchase but couldn't unlock the machine guns and said with a bit of a headache.
"A hundred yuan for a cloned soldier in the military camp is very expensive!”Zhang Mo looked at the system display of 1,000 yuan and said with a headache. 1,000 yuan could only buy 10 soldiers. 10 soldiers were not enough to fill his teeth!
After the 10 clone soldiers appeared at the camp, Zhang Mo had them search for all the weapons and ammunition that could be used. He never expected that the damaged weapons could be recycled. After recovering all the damaged weapons on the camp, the funds became 3778 yuan. The main reason was that the Mark Core and ZB26 were worth some money. Other than that, there were some old rifle weapons.
Zhang Mo chose the German mechanical equipment. After buying 20 new clone soldiers, he added 30 Mauser 98K rifles. It cost 900 yuan. The rest of the money was used to buy bullets. One yuan for 5 bullets! After purchasing 4000 rounds of ammunition, there was only a little change left. However, the team was a bit large. The Japanese army would soon attack, and they had to hurry up and repair their positions.
Everyone went to dig the trenches. The temperature in August was still close to 30 degrees Celsius. After a few days of fighting, the blood spilled on the battlefield and the bodies that were blown up were already stinky. Flies were constantly circling the battlefield.
"Company commander! Company Commander!" Erhu staggered back to the camp and shouted loudly.
"What happened?" Zhang Mo looked at the sorrowful Xiao Hu and asked.
"Company commander! The regiment commander had died! The regimental headquarters has been blown into ruins!" Xiao Hu sobbed as he replied. He had not noticed when so many soldiers had appeared in the camp.
"Sigh! Don't be too sad! War is like this!" Zhang Mo sighed. Although this was just a game world, it felt so real. His five senses felt so real.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of cannon shots rang out in the camp. The ground was blasted into pieces, and the air waves rolled over layer after layer. After the cannon shots, the infantry would definitely attack. The Japanese army's three axes were like this. After the cannon shots, they would not be able to attack and would continue to charge.
"Captain, where did you get so many soldiers?”Er Hu asked curiously when he saw the many soldiers on the battlefield.
"So much nonsense! Isn't it good to have someone to help? Hurry up and get ready for battle!" Zhang Mo pulled the bolt of the MP18 submachine gun and opened the safety, ready to fight.
The reason why Zhang Mo wasn't afraid was because he knew that this was only the game world, so he wasn't worried at all and played happily!
"Da da! Da da!"
The MP18 submachine gun fired mercilessly at the approaching Japanese squadron. However, facing the Japanese squadron of nearly 400 people was not something that could be easily dealt with. The main reason was that there was no machine gun, only an MP18 submachine gun.
"Puchi!"
The metal bullet directly entered Erhu's neck! Erhu leaned against the trench and clutched his neck tightly. When Zhang Mo, who was shooting, reloaded his magazine, he realized that Erhu had fallen.
"Xiao Hu! Xiao Hu! Hold on! Hold on!" Zhang Mo panicked as he looked at the military uniform on his chest, which had been dyed red with blood. He was very moved. Zhang Mo took out a tattered piece of gauze and pressed it against Xiao Hu's neck.
"Gulp! Gulp!"
Blood gushed out of Erhu's mouth, and the light in his eyes began to dissipate. After twitching a few times, he leaned against the ditch and died.
"Xiao Hu! Erhu!" Zhang Mo shouted. Unfortunately, Xiao Hu was already dead.
"Beat him up ruthlessly! Kill all these bastards!" Zhang Mo reloaded the magazine and fired at the attacking Japanese soldiers.
"Congratulations, Commander! Kill 30 enemy soldiers and be awarded the rank of corporal! Unlock the submachine gun!" Zhang Mo quickly rubbed his arms and opened the projection to look at the options on it. Killing the enemy could earn him 20 yuan per person, and submachine guns could be increased by 200 yuan.
He exchanged for three MP18 submachine guns and handed them over to the clone soldiers. The firepower of the four submachine guns was comparable to that of a heavy machine gun at close range. However, the lethality was not as strong. After all, the 7.92 caliber bullets fired by the heavy machine gun were strong enough to kill people at close range.
The German machine gun belonged to the 7.92 caliber, not the 7.62 caliber, so there was a need to differentiate between them.
The Japanese army left more than a dozen corpses in front of the position and retreated. As soon as the Japanese army retreated, Zhang Mo ordered the excavation of the anti-cannon hole as soon as possible because the Japanese army was ready to fire immediately. As expected, the Japanese army fired as soon as they retreated.
70mm infantry cannons, 75mm field cannons, and Japanese 100mm and 105mm howitzers rained down on the entire Luodian camp.
The battlefield was devastated as if it had been hit by hundreds of bulls. Fortunately, Zhang Mo and his clones only lost six clones. The battle had to continue. Zhang Mo used all the remaining money to exchange for 60 M24 German wooden hand grenades. Each person had two to three hand grenades to prepare for an ambush.
The Japanese squadron continued to attack. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers walked in front and slowly approached the position. When they were 200 meters away, there was no movement. When they were 150 meters away, there was still no movement. When they were 100 meters away, there was still no movement. Some brave Japanese soldiers had already stood up to observe the position. When they found that there was still no one, they quickened their pace and began to charge.
The Japanese army thought that they would be able to take down the position within 50 meters. Just as they were excited, more than ten grenades suddenly flew out of the sky. The wooden handle grenades spun in the air and flew towards the attacking Japanese army.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
After the two waves of grenade explosions, Zhang Mo led his men to launch a counter-charge against the remaining Japanese soldiers, directly taking away nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers. This battle could be considered a big profit.
The 103 Japanese soldiers earned 2060 yuan. After replenishing their ammunition, they bought another 10 clone soldiers and entered the position to continue fighting. However, before they could carry out the second round of fighting, someone came to replace Zhang Mo's position. The 56th Division withdrew to repair.
"Do you have brothers? Killing so many Japanese soldiers!" Looking at the Japanese corpses outside the camp, a captain leading the team praised.
"The Japanese artillery is very powerful! Be careful! Every time they beat back the Japanese army, they had to repair their positions! This will save your lives!" Zhang Mo reminded the captain.
"Thank you for your advice, brother! We will!" The captain saluted Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo and his men retreated to Jiading District to regroup. The entire regiment had lost 729 men, but they were quickly replenished with a large number of new recruits. They split up the Sichuan Army Corps and sent them to the various units. The Sichuan Army was the replenishment team here. Because they were not welcomed and were considered a local miscellaneous team, they could only be split up and sent to the various units to serve as cannon fodder. This time, Zhang Mo's military achievements were enough to promote him from first lieutenant to captain, but Zhang Mo was not happy at all. Because all the brothers in the company were dead!
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