Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 335 Huangtuling Battle 1

The replacement of personnel on the battlefield went smoothly, and the puppet soldiers' attack frequency was not high. Even with the supervision of their regimental commander, the puppet soldiers only improved slightly.

We are all born by our parents, and the puppet soldiers are also afraid of the bullets fired from the front!

Faced with such a situation, the Japanese captain in the rear would definitely not be happy. While the fighting was intense elsewhere, the sound of his gunfire was extremely sparse.

There was no other way but to let the puppet soldiers retreat and give them a lesson first.

Huang Zhengkui saw the puppet soldiers leaving as soon as he entered the position. He immediately said angrily: "Damn it, these puppet soldiers are so afraid of me?"

"The puppet army must have been lazy and was called back by the devils."

Sun Shiqi, who stayed with Huang Zhengkui, explained that he knew very well how afraid of death the puppet soldiers on their side of the position were.

As soon as seventy or eighty of the first wave died, they all lay on the ground and fired blanks, which made him speechless when he received the news.

Time cannot be wasted. If they delay until dawn, they will definitely suffer. Many people are aware of this, and Sun Shiqi naturally understands it as well.

However, since the puppet troops did not attack, he had no good solution.

"Forget it, let's wait for the devils to come."

Huang Zhengkui said helplessly that he was holding an M60 and preparing for battle, but this happened.

The puppet troops retreated quickly, but the Japanese came even faster.

The Japanese soldiers from the 3rd Battalion of Kuno Regiment were in high spirits. They were arranged into five echelons and pressed towards the position of the 1st Battalion. It was obvious that they were fresh troops who had not suffered the beating from the Independent Regiment.

Soon their vanguard team rushed to 200 meters in front of the position, which was already within the attack range of the first battalion soldiers.

However, Huang Zhengkui did not order the shooting in order to deal a greater blow to the Japanese.

The Japanese soldiers came within 200 meters and bent down.

The 26th Division's devils are indeed veteran devils, their tactical skills are not bad at all.

Gu Changfeng, who was watching the battle in the command center, smiled, put down his binoculars, and said to Ji Guangshun, "These devils are indeed elite, but no matter how elite they are, they still have to drink my foot washing water."

Although it was dark, the figures of some Japanese soldiers could still be clearly seen through the dead branches lit by gunpowder.

Upon hearing this, Ji Guangshun also put down the telescope and said, "You have to show me a good show this time. I want to see how you fight the Japanese."

Gu Changfeng pointed outside and said cheerfully, "It's about to start."

He was full of confidence this time, as he had moved out a large amount of his treasures in order to kill more Japanese devils.

Moreover, even if there are more Japanese devils, we can take some risks to get some heavy artillery and shells, and there will be no problem at all. There is no need to panic at all.

50 meter

The Japanese had already entered the nose of the soldiers of the first battalion. Huang Zhengkui opened fire, and the M60 bullets flew into the group of Japanese in an instant.

There was no burst fire, the initial aim was to empty the bullet chain.

There are 60 rounds of M100 ammunition belt, 20 of which are on the battlefield, plus Type rifles and more than Type rifles allocated to the first battalion itself.

The Japanese soldiers in front were in bad luck. Even their grenade launchers were useless and a large number of them fell down in an instant.

If hit by the large-caliber M60 bullet, the person will be seriously injured or killed, and the Japanese will have no time to save him.

"Damn it! These Chinese are so cunning! Order the artillery to fire at the position."

At this time, the Japanese captain did not notice that the Eighth Route Army had replaced its troops, and thought that the Eighth Route Army had hidden its strength.

After all, the Second Mixed Brigade was completely wiped out, and he had no idea how much supplies the Eighth Route Army had seized.

In his opinion, it was normal to have these equipments ahead.

In fact, the Eighth Route Army captured a lot of spoils, but at the very least, not much was distributed to each regiment, and it was not even as much as the 115th Division had previously reserved.

Boom boom boom!

The Japanese artillery bombardment began, and it was very fierce, and they didn't care about the cost at all.

The machine gunners of the first battalion who were in charge of the M60 were very fast. As soon as the first shell of the Japanese fell, they retreated into the fortifications.

The M60 is the treasure of each battalion, and they dare not afford any loss. They have to rely on it to suppress the Japanese.

Huang Zhengkui also retreated, carrying the M60 back to the anti-artillery cave.

As soon as he entered the anti-artillery cave, he ordered: "Go and ask Lao He to destroy the Japanese artillery position. I want to let the Japanese know who is the boss on the battlefield, damn it."

Although his battalion only had two 107 rocket launchers, the 24 could fire 107 shells at a time, which was more than enough to deal with the Japanese artillery positions.

Inside the command center, Ji Guangshun's eyes widened. He turned to look at Gu Changfeng and said, "With so many machine guns, you've become a wealthy man."

It's no wonder he was shocked. The commotion on the battlefield alone was enough to make him envious.

Gu Changfeng asked with a smile: "Old Ji, you haven't heard anything wrong yet. This time I came out and emptied all my family's wealth."

"Each battalion has 1200 heavy machine guns with a range of 20 meters. Do you think we can defeat these devils?"

He hasn't included anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns. If that time really comes, it will not be impossible to deal with the Japanese on the ground.

Ji Guangshun was speechless. He had seen this machine gun before in Xianyaling, but the problem was that in such a short period of time, Gu Changfeng had equipped himself with more than a hundred of them. How could he justify this?

In fact, this is nothing. There are not enough M60 bullets at this time. Last time, in order to exchange for 107 rocket launchers, no more bullets were exchanged, so each battalion did not have much ammunition.

Huang Zhengkui only fired one round of 2000 rounds of bullets on the battlefield. The rest of the time he used the Japanese Type and Type rifles to kill the enemy.

He would not be willing to use it unless it came to a critical moment.

As for the last round, he just wanted to give the Japanese a warning.

Soon, the artillery company of the first battalion, led by commander He Dongsheng, received Huang Zhengkui's order and began to prepare.

The shells had already been loaded, and now all they needed to do was adjust the angle. Coincidentally, the Japanese artillery fire exposed their position.

At this time, Colonel Momoyo Kunomura was not aware that the personnel on the position had actually been replaced, otherwise he would not have been so careless as to gather the artillery positions together.

For five minutes, the Japanese soldiers on the front line lay on the ground waiting for an opportunity, while the soldiers of the first battalion hid in the trenches, waiting for the Japanese artillery to fire.

Boom boom boom!

All 24 shells were fired within a few seconds, drawing a perfect arc in the sky and falling directly into the artillery group of the Kuno Regiment.

Rumble!

The instantaneous explosion created a deep crater in the entire area.

The power was too strong, mainly because the Japanese were not prepared for the first battalion, otherwise this effect would not have occurred.

"Baga, quickly let the warriors retreat."

Colonel Kuno looked at his own artillery position with some horror. This time it was his artillery squadron's turn, and more than a dozen mountain and field guns had completely completed their mission.

On the battlefield, the Japanese soldiers retreated after receiving the order. The attack lasted for half an hour and more than 400 people were killed or wounded. This was indeed enough reason to retreat.

"Your Excellency, the brigade commander called to ask what happened to us." The communications soldier stepped forward in a panic to report.

Colonel Kuno finally came to his senses and immediately went over to answer the phone.

"Mexi, mexi, this is Kuno United,"

"Kuno-kun, what happened to you?" Kobayashi Ichisan asked.

Hearing that it was indeed the brigade commander, Colonel Kuno put his legs together and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, I suspect that the Laiyuan Independent Regiment has entered the battlefield and is currently on the position."

This suspicion is very reasonable, and it can be confirmed without even doubting it.

They had been hit by this kind of artillery before, and Colonel Kuno could still distinguish it from the noise.