"Platoon leader!"
The third class monitor, Tian Erwa, saw that Li Feng had brought Monk Wei to his side at some point in time and could not help but call out.
"Yes!"
Li Feng nodded and lay beside Tian Erwa. He looked through the trenches to the north of Fengjiagou, where the Japanese came from.
Waiting was the most torturous thing. However, everyone was a veteran, so they were patient. They were all focused on lying in the trenches, waiting for their target to appear.
Li Feng's Third Platoon had few recruits, so there was no need for veterans to restrain and watch over the recruits.
The other units of the Independent Regiment were different. Every company had different recruits, so they repeatedly emphasized to these recruits not to make any noise.
As for guns?
None of them were given to the new soldiers, only a grenade was given to each of them. This battle still depended on the veterans of the independent regiment.
Fortunately, Li Feng had brought back 277 new soldiers with combat experience. They had been sent to each platoon overnight last night, which could be considered to make up for the lack of veterans in each platoon.
As time passed, suddenly, the yellow military uniform of the Japanese appeared in the distance.
"He's here! He's here!"
As soon as the Japanese appeared, Tian Erwa began to mutter. Tian Erwa's muttering wasn't because he was nervous, but because it was a habit of his.
"Crash ~!"
Li Feng ignored Tian Erwa. Instead, he gently loaded the rifle in his hand and placed the butt of the rifle against his shoulder. His right cheek was pressed against the butt of the rifle, and his right eye began to lock onto the Japanese's head through the crosshair.
"300 meters!"
"200 meters!"
"100 meters!"
Li Feng looked at the approaching Japanese and estimated the distance between the Japanese at the front and their position.
"Eighty meters!"
When the two squads of Japanese infantry were 80 meters away from Squad One's position, they could see Squad One's position as long as they turned around the small bay in front of them. A crisp gunshot pierced through the sky.
"Pa ~!"
"Da da da!"
"Tututututututu ~!"
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment, who were already prepared, pulled the triggers of their rifles after hearing Regiment Commander Yang Wu's gunshot.
Immediately, the peaceful Fengjia Valley was filled with the sounds of heavy and heavy machine guns and rifles.
Li Feng also fired at the first moment. A Japanese soldier who was targeted by him fell to the ground with a bloody hole in the middle of his head.
"Clear ~!"
"Clear ~!"
"Clear ~!"
The artillery squad led by Wu Tianlang sent three mortar shells to the battlefield according to the coordinates and location reported by the observers.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Not only did the cannon squad begin to move, but the soldiers of the first squad could not see the battlefield clearly because of their vision problems. The grenade launchers of the four squads on both sides also began to move.
"Boom ~!"
"Boom ~!"
"Boom ~!"
The soldiers in Li Feng's third platoon were all veterans. In addition, during training, he was willing to invest in the cost and let them shoot with live ammunition.
The grenades fired by the grenade launchers of the independent regiment's battalions were a little off, but the third platoon was different.
Their skills weren't as good as Li Feng's, nor could they hit wherever he pointed, but they were definitely better than the soldiers of the other battalions of the Independent Regiment. As long as they were given a target, they could hit the grenade within 5 meters of the target.
There was no room for deception in a battle. Whether or not the level and combat strength of the troops were good would be known after pulling them into battle.
The soldiers from the other battalions of the Independent Regiment had decent marksmanship, fighting will, and mentality.
However, compared to Li Feng's third row, there was a difference!
It was not just the Grenade-thrower Soldiers. Li Feng liked to put in a lot of effort in training. Light Machine Gunners, Heavy Machine Gunners, and ordinary soldiers all had live ammunition training.
It could be said that the original 122 soldiers of the Third Platoon each had at least 50 rounds of live ammunition. The dozens of new soldiers also had 20 rounds of live ammunition training.
As for the light and heavy machine gunners, they had fired at least three magazines during the live ammunition training.
This small amount of live ammunition training should not be underestimated. They were all veterans and had a certain foundation. After shooting these live ammunition, their marksmanship would more or less improve a little.
As long as the veteran's marksmanship improved slightly, the feedback would be reflected in the actual operation, and the accuracy rate would increase considerably.
"Good fellow!"
As soon as the battle began, Commander Yang Wu paid more attention to Li Feng's Third Platoon.
When he saw the marksmanship of the 3rd Platoon's rifles, the burst firing ability of the light and heavy machine gunners, and the accuracy of the grenade throwers and the artillery, he couldn't help but cheer.
As the saying goes, people will die if they compare themselves with others, and those who compare goods will be thrown away!
In the three minutes since the battle began, Third Platoon's performance was definitely unique among the platoons in the entire team. He was the most eye-catching one.
However, they were in the middle of a battle, so Regiment Commander Yang Wu couldn't keep paying attention. Seeing that Li Feng's Third Platoon had no problems and that it was the best performance of the entire regiment, he shifted his gaze away with relief and began to survey the overall situation, ready to give orders at any time.
The
battle went smoothly.
The reason was simple. Li Feng, the little butterfly, was flapping his wings.
In his previous life, in the same ambush at Fengjiagou, although the final victory was also an independent regiment, they did not completely wipe out the Japanese. They only wiped out a hundred or so Japanese.
However, in this life, Li Feng's appearance not only allowed the Independent Regiment to have 500 more veterans with combat experience, but also Li Feng's Third Platoon, a powerful unit.
The weapons and equipment that Li Feng had handed over yesterday had solved the problem of the Independent Regiment's lack of heavy firepower.
Each battalion was replenished with 2 heavy machine guns, 3 light machine guns, and hundreds of rifles. In terms of ammunition, it was rare for each soldier to have 20 bullets in their hands.
The firepower increased and the number of people increased. From the moment the ambush started, the more than 500 Japanese in the encirclement were stunned.
If they wanted to fight back, they could summon a mortar shell or a grenade as soon as they gathered together.
Even if they did not summon a bomb, there would be at least two or more light machine guns firing at them.
Not only did the Japanese suffer heavy casualties, but they were also utterly defeated. Not to mention organizing an effective charge, even an effective counterattack was wishful thinking.
"This…"
This scene was somewhat out of Captain Yang Wu's expectations. Although the Independent Regiment's weapons and equipment had improved, the Japanese's combat effectiveness had not decreased!
Originally, Commander Yang Wu had thought that the Japanese would launch a counterattack after the first wave of attacks.
After that, the two sides fought back and forth. In the end, the independent regiment won and wiped out all the Japanese here, winning the battle.
However, the reality was that the Japanese had no strength to fight back at all. Not only were they defeated, but they did not give the Independent Regiment any pressure at all.
This made Commander Yang Wu think that he was fighting a puppet army!
The most direct explanation was the location of Li Feng's Third Platoon.
The first squad that he had deployed to the front of the battlefield to stop the Japanese from escaping had not fired their machine guns until now.
The only ones who fired were the rifles in the hands of a dozen soldiers. They only fired a dozen bullets, killing seven or eight Japanese in total.
Because they had four brothers on their sides, their powerful firepower did not allow the Japanese to reach 80 meters in front of the first squad.
Li Changgong, the first squad leader, who had originally thought that he could have a good fight, was so angry that he cursed. He almost pulled the four squad leaders on the left and right slopes and the ridge to beg them to let a few Japanese in so that the brothers of the first squad could have a good time.
"Trumpeteer, blow the bugle!”
The ambush had only started for less than ten minutes. Seeing that the Japanese had completely collapsed and suffered heavy casualties, Commander Yang Wu ordered in a rather bored manner.
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