War of Resistance: Starting from Supporting Li Yunlong
9 Attack, attack

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Guild Leader!"

Three salutes were heard in the bunker of the fortress.

The three battalion commanders of the new regiment gathered at the fortress for a pre-attack meeting. The attack route, firepower preparation, the first wave of attack team selection, the flank defense, and the rear team tasks had to be predetermined before the battle.

Of course, after a year of battle and training, coupled with Li Yunlong's excellent tactical command ability and the recognition of his subordinates, the new regiment could be completed in a few minutes if it was commanded by a battalion or company.

In the long war era, those who could reach the position of battalion commander in the frontline troops were all true elites. They had a keen sense of smell on the battlefield and could sense the changes in the situation on the frontline in a short period of time. At the same time, they also had top-notch environmental reading ability and could familiarize themselves with the terrain in a short period of time. Only then could they fight against the Japanese and survive despite being weaker in terms of troops and equipment.

As soon as the three of them entered, Li Yun Long asked,""How is the gun?"

"Guild Leader.

" To be honest, I can't bear to use this gun. It's great…"

In the end, the second battalion commander looked conflicted.

He was used to living a hard life. When he suddenly encountered something good, he instinctively wanted to hide it.

In terms of materials, the steel produced by the system was at least ten years ahead of this era. Whether it was the durability or heat dissipation of the gun, it was much better than that of the same era. The good steel could be identified by hand.

In terms of craftsmanship, the precision of mechanical manufacturing had exceeded decades. It was comparable to the top manufacturing precision of the 1980s, with a decimal point tolerance. However, the design of guns during World War II was very flawed, and the manufacturing precision did not have a decisive improvement in shooting accuracy.

The battalion commanders could tell from the smooth and silky smoothness of the parts when the gun was moving that the craftsmanship of the gun was extremely precise.

"Damn it, guns aren't used on the battlefield. If we don't bring them out to fight the devils, can we still put them on the kang to give birth?”Commander Li's eyes widened as he cursed.

"All of you, listen up. Now that you have a good gun, don't ruin my war. Don't lose your life just because you have a good wife."

" Regiment commander, just watch. With these weapons and ammunition, I can kill as many of the Japanese as I can." At this moment, the two battalion commanders had already reached out for the ammunition. The ammunition box had already been opened. Feeling the reassuring yellow orange, the second battalion commander's mouth was about to burst into laughter.

He had never seen so many bullets in his life. The New Regiment was originally a skeleton regiment. From the moment they were born, they were a second-tier regiment. The higher-ups were only responsible for clothes and some food. As for weapons and ammunition, they did not have a single one. All their weapons and ammunition were seized from the Japanese or found ways to get them from other places.

The most common way was to exchange materials, such as iron rails or bullet shells, from the arsenal.

Even when they were at their peak, the entire team only had less than 30 bullets per person.

After asking about the gun, Li Yun Long asked the battalion commander who was also standing in front of him,"

"Zhang Dabiao, is the assault team ready?”

"Captain, just watch. The assault team is ready. I'll personally lead the team and teach the Japanese what hand-to-hand combat is. Also, let the Japanese have a taste of our new weapons.”

He looked at Zhang Dabiao, who was covered in bullets and carrying a big blade on his back. He patted Zhang Dabiao's shoulder and said in a satisfied tone.

" Oh right, German grenades. Each of your commandos has six. The commandos are all strong and strong. These German grenades are powerful and can catch the devils off guard."

Hearing Li Yunlong's words, Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up." This is good stuff. The explosive power is at least four to five times that of the Gong Grenades produced by our own factory. The Japanese have already adapted to the power of our grenades. If a powerful grenade suddenly appears, the Japanese will definitely not be able to react in time."

He called out to the commando team members who had been gathered earlier to move the 360 grenades.

………………

Everyone, fix your bayonet!"

Commander Li's wild and domineering voice rang out.

At the front line, the new regiment of over a thousand soldiers collectively hung the shiny bayonet on the spearhead. With a click, the bayonet was tightly locked.

Even if it was a fierce fight, it would definitely not fall off.

In the front row of the camp, in the various temporary machine gun bunkers, behind the haystacks and behind the rock bunkers, dozens of machine gunners pulled the bolts and pushed the bullets into the gun chamber. Their gills were pressed against the stock of the gun. Their eyes narrowed slightly as they stared at the Japanese camp.

Beside the veteran machine gunners, the younger assistant gunner was fully loaded with magazines. He carried two spare barrels on his back and crawled behind the machine gun without daring to breathe loudly. His gaze was fixed on the machine gunner, ready to follow the machine gunner and hand over the magazine at any time.

Meanwhile, Zhang Dabiao led 60 assault troops and hid in the first trench at the frontline, quietly waiting for the assault order.

Those who could join the assault team were all veterans, the elites of the elites. These people were first-class mentally. Even when faced with a near-death assault, none of them showed any nervousness.

Some of them were smoking the cigarettes they had found not long ago. As they puffed out the smoke, their expressions were calm and indifferent, as if they were sages.

Some of them looked around indifferently and stuck their heads out as if they were going on a trip to see the scenery.

The big guys with hearts actually unscrewed the back covers of the German-made M24 grenades tied to their chests and fastened the fuse to their belts. This way, they could reduce their movements during the attack and throw the grenades faster. However, it was extremely dangerous because if they were not careful, the grenades would explode at their waist.

As the leader, Zhang Dabiao, a Battalion Commander who had survived many assaults, was playing with the new shell spear in his hand. He even had an impatient expression on his face.

Beside him, platoon leader Wang Gensheng, who had automatically applied to join the commando team, was also playing with the brand new Ukrainian style in his hand. His expression was also eager to try.

"Everyone, stab!"

Behind him, the loud voice of the regiment commander could be heard. The expressions of the soldiers of the assault team changed immediately. They all became serious. They pulled the bolts of the grenades and unscrewed the caps.

The team members bent their backs and arched their bodies like springs that had been compressed to the extreme.

Whoosh. A bright, ear-piercing signal flare rose into the air, accompanied by the wild roar of Commander Li,"

"Attack…"

At the same time, the entire group of warriors roared," The brave win when they meet on a narrow road." Instantly, 58 light machine guns and three heavy machine guns fired bullets at full speed.

All the members of the assault team jumped out of the bunker like a flood. Then, they bent down and stuck their butts out. They held a shell gun in one hand and a grenade in the other. Like leopards that had found their prey, they rushed forward along the rugged ravine.

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At the front of the Japanese army.

The Sakata Regiment's 1st Infantry Brigade had already assembled. On the left flank, the 2nd Infantry Brigade had also assembled.

In fact, there were only half of Sakata's forces in front of the new regiment. Because the other forces were scattered around to repair some of the holes in the encirclement, at this moment, the Japanese army participating in the attack actually only had more than 1,000 people.

In other words, there was actually only one super-full brigade.

Moreover, the Japanese army was extremely contemptuous of the combat strength of the opposing garrison.

Because of Sakata's overall command, the Japanese captain could only observe the situation on the battlefield very limited. In the previous attacks, the number of troops invested was only one full squadron, which was about 190 people. Just like that, the Eighth Route Army seemed to be extremely difficult to hold on every time. This time, there were more than 1,000 troops attacking. In the eyes of the two Japanese captains, this attack was easy. Perhaps the enemy saw them two teams rushing out. They would be so scared that they would flee.

With such a mentality, the two captains who were already at odds with each other and secretly competed with each other did not cooperate at all. The two battalions charged out of the formation almost at the same time, without any distinction between primary and secondary.

More than 1,000 Japanese soldiers charged towards the Cloud Ridge camp. Because of the haste, they did not even maintain the basic formation of the scattered soldiers. In order to gain credit, the officers urged the Japanese soldiers to speed up and run.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The two captains pulled out their katana at the same time and pointed the katana at the new formation. Behind them, more than a thousand Japanese soldiers charged at the new formation with three hundred shields and bayonet.

At the same time, dozens of light machine guns and heavy machine guns also sprayed bullets. Behind the machine gun position, a few Type 97 mortars fired shells at the rear of the new regiment from time to time.

What the Japanese didn't know was that there was not a single soldier left in the rear because the new regiment had already gathered at the front line and was ready to launch an all-out assault.

The world was always full of coincidences. The two battalions of the Japanese army's Sakata regiment, the new regiment, launched an attack almost at the same time, at the same time, and at the same second.

the tip of a needle faces the wheat awn.

At the same time, Nobutetsu Sakata was sitting at the square table, looking at the map as if victory was in his hands. His advisor was standing at the side, sucking up to him.

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