On a hill less than 100 meters above sea level, Kong Jie sat on the grass and smoked a filtered cigarette. His dark face was filled with enjoyment.
Sigh, it's really like comparing people to death and comparing goods to throw away. This independent division that suddenly appeared is too rich. It's simply richer than the Japanese. Look at the canned food and the cigarettes that he was smoking. He, a country bumpkin, had never seen them before.
"Old Kong, you're still in the mood to smoke?”
Li Wenying, who had just returned from her patrol, glared at him angrily. Then, she smacked her lips and took out a cigarette from the beautifully packaged cigarette box. After lighting it up, she took a puff. Needless to say, it tasted good.
"Old Shen, it's not easy to return our favor this time!”
Kong Jie stubbed out his cigarette butt and looked in the direction he came from. His heart was pounding silently.
Half an hour ago, three Japanese bomber planes flew straight to Qinglong Mountain, and not long after, explosions rang out. Good heavens, the rumbling sound of the cannon was comparable to the thunder of the nine heavens. He could feel the slight tremors of the earth from Ma Jiapo, which was more than twenty miles away.
"Yes, I am!"
Li Wenying also looked in the direction of Green Dragon Mountain. Who would have thought that such a mysterious force would be stationed in the ordinary Green Dragon Mountain and actually shoot down the Japanese plane?
A propeller-driven plane, even a bomber, was not so easy to shoot down. At the very least, they needed specialized anti-aircraft cannons. With a weapon like a light machine gun, if two people worked together to shoot at the sky, they would not be able to touch the shadow of the plane.
Firstly, the bullets were not powerful enough, and the continuous firepower could not keep up. Whether it was the light machine gun of the Soviet Republic or the crooked machine gun of the Japanese, the magazine could only hold 20 to 30 rounds of bullets. With a light pull of the trigger, the bullets would be empty in a few seconds.
The second reason was that the speed of the plane was too fast. Even if it was a propeller plane, the reaction speed of the machine gunner controlling the machine gun could not keep up.
It was that difficult to shoot down an aircraft on the ground. Even if you had specialized anti-aircraft guns, without enough of them to form a dense fire net, they would still not pose a threat to the aircraft.
The troops of Green Dragon Mountain had blown up all three planes in half an hour, so they must have at least 20 to 30 anti-aircraft guns, right?
Nowadays, the country's anti-aircraft guns were basically imported from foreign countries. The cost of purchasing a small-caliber anti-aircraft gun could buy at least a hundred rifles. Just twenty of them could arm a reinforced regiment of two thousand people. Moreover, since they could afford the anti-aircraft cannon, they could definitely afford other cannons. There were definitely a lot of them.
"Regiment commander, political commissar, the devils are here.”
First Battalion Commander Ye Song bent over from the other side of the trench and whispered to Kong Jie and Li Wenying.
"The Japanese are here?"
Kong Jie's spirit was jolted. He pulled out the shell gun from the gun case, bent down on the trench, and raised the telescope in front of his chest with his left hand. Five hundred meters away, a squad of Japanese soldiers appeared first. They formed four groups of three and raised their three-eight lids to carefully watch their surroundings.
"Get down, don't show your head. This is the Japanese's advance team, testing the firepower and whether there are any ambushes.”
Kong Jie put down his binoculars and waved at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army around him.
Ta Ta Ta…
A few minutes later, the orderly marching footsteps of the army were getting closer and closer. It was obvious that the Japanese team was not attacked just now. This meant that the main force of the Japanese had already caught up.
"Regiment commander, the enemy has many mountain cannons. Should we let the artillery platoon kill them first?”
Ye Song whispered into Kong Jie's ear.
"Good!"
Kong Jie nodded and pushed him with his hand." Tell the artillery platoon to start firing in three minutes. Don't save the shells. Destroy the enemy's mountain cannons and artillery as soon as possible."”
"Yes, sir!"
Ye Song replied and retreated into the trenches, walking towards the artillery platoon not far away.
Tick, tap, tap...
Because there were too many people, the soft yellow soil was constantly trampled, and the flying dust was more than half a meter high.
"Jingxie-kun, why do I suddenly feel uneasy?”
Takayuki Yamada, who was riding on his warhorse, frowned. After looking around at the terrain, he turned to look at the combat staff officer of the brigade headquarters, Iwajiro.
"Captain, the environment here is very suitable for ambushes. This might be the reason why you are uneasy.”
Iwai Jiro pushed up his glasses and quickly scanned the surroundings. He then said to Yamada Takayuki,"Should we stop moving forward and send a team to investigate the hillside?"
"Oh my…"
Yamada Takayuki looked at Iwakazu Jiro with admiration after listening. Then, he instructed a squadron leader beside him,"Do as Iwakazu says!"”
"Haiyi!"
A young Japanese soldier riding on a horse with a commanding sword hanging on his waist bowed slightly to Yamada Takayuki. Then he turned to his subordinates behind him and said," Aokikawa, lead your team to occupy the hill 200 meters ahead."”
"Haiyi!"
The Japanese captain named Qing Muchuan agreed. He waved at his subordinates and led more than 50 Japanese soldiers to the hill in front of them.
Watching the Aoki team leave, Yamada Takayuki got down from his horse. The other officers who accompanied him did not dare to be negligent and got off their horses one after another. In the Japanese army, there was a very serious concept of superiority. For example, the subordinates were completely obedient to the superiors, and the superiors had absolute command over the subordinates.
Gulp, gulp, gulp…
Yamada Takayuki opened the kettle on the horse and took a sip. He looked at the officers around him and asked," Do you think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill?"”
"No, Great Captain, being cautious isn't being afraid of death. This is the quality and quality of a soldier.”Jiro replied respectfully.
"Ouch ~"
Yamada Takayuki nodded in satisfaction. He had a good impression of this combat advisor from his hometown.
"Mr. Jing, and everyone else, since September 18th, I have been promoted from second lieutenant to lieutenant with my military achievements. Do you know how many times I have witnessed the death of soldiers of the Imperium?
Actually, I can't remember clearly, but there is one thing that I have always taken as a warning. Too many Imperial officers have died in battle for the Heavenly Locust Emperor because of their blind arrogance. Originally, they should not have had such an ending, but long-term victories had nurtured their arrogance and blindness, so they paid the price.”
"Of course, dying in battle for His Majesty the Heavenly Locust King and for the common prosperity of Great East Asia is glorious. But isn't it even more glorious to be able to live and witness the rise of the Great Japanese Empire? Don't you want to return to the Imperium as living heroes after the victory of the war and receive the cheers and admiration of your families?
Remember, caution is not cowardice. The soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire are not afraid of death, but they cannot die in vain. You are the precious wealth of the empire, and losing one of you is a loss for the empire!”
"Haiyi, thank you for your instructions, captain. We will definitely remember them.”
Iwai Jiro and the other Squadron Leaders looked at Yamada Takayuki respectfully. They were completely touched by his actions.
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