Rise from the sword

Chapter 13 Bayonet Battles and Shelling

The commandos were on a tear, advancing all the way, and the artillery company led by Captain Li was also progressing smoothly.

"right here"

On an open earth platform 500 meters away from the Xinyi regiment's frontier position, Li Yunlong chopped down a devil with a single knife. Seeing that the little devil was still thumping and not dead, he shot back with his backhand, and then pointed to the open space on the ground and said:
"Pillar, prepare for shelling, act quickly, others build blocking positions, light machine gunners, pay attention to suppressing the devils around, don't save bullets, open the fight"

After he finished speaking, he took a new Czech from a machine gun beside him, inserted a new magazine, and started to chug at the devil in the distance.

"Yes"

Wang Chengzhu, who followed behind the team, moved quickly. He put down the base, inserted the barrel, put up the bracket, and adjusted the height. A set of actions was completed in one go. In less than 30 seconds, a 60mm mortar was erected.

Squatting behind the gun emplacement, Wang Chengzhu gave a thumbs up, squinted one eye, and observed the distance measurement quietly, ignoring the cursing and urging tone of the regiment commander on the side. After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his excitement. said:
"Cannonball"

The ammunition man who had already prepared by the side immediately handed over a cone-shaped mortar shell.

"It's not like this, I want new shells." Looking at the mortars made by the Eighth Route Army Arsenal in his hand, Wang Chengzhu frowned and threw the shells to the ammunition hand, asking to replace the new ones he had acquired before.

Because of the 50-caliber grenade, Guizi is not equipped with 60 mortars, so the 60 mortar shells of the new regiment can only be obtained from the Eighth Route Arsenal.Of course, occasionally they can capture a little from the former friendly armies who defected to the puppet army, that is, the Central Army, the Jinsui Army and the like, or get a little from other so-called friendly armies, but the number is extremely limited.

Due to the limitations of materials and machinery and equipment, the power and accuracy of the mortar shells currently manufactured by the Eighth Route Arsenal have been compromised.

To be on the safe side, Wang Chengzhu chose the shells provided by Chen Fan.

Holding the new cannonball handed over by the ammunition hand, Wang Chengzhu's nervousness suddenly decreased a lot as he watched the cannonball.

The cylindrical conical projectile is brand new and clean, with six fins at the tail. Six pure white horseshoe propellant packs are hung on the thin neck between the projectile and the fins. The thickest part of the projectile has a circle of threads to prevent slipping. , which is not manufactured by its own arsenal anyway, thread cutting is too expensive.

Although the shapes are similar, the two kinds of shells look completely different, one looks like a lump of dirt, the other looks like a work of art used by high officials.

Da da··
He raised his hand and shot to kill the devil who was ready to shoot in the distance. Li Yunlong urged anxiously: "Pillar, you motherfucker hurry up!"

The breech of the gun was aimed at the muzzle, he let go, and the shell fell. Wang Chengzhu lowered his head and hugged his ears. With a bang, a burst of flames erupted from the muzzle, and a shell flew in an arc to the Bantian command post in the distance.

"Zhuzi, your motherfucking belt is crooked, and you've all flown to the next hill."

As the mortar shells landed at least a few hundred meters away from the Bantian command post, Li Yunlong almost beat him with rage.

"This cannonball is really evil..."

Looking at the shells at least 200 meters away from the target point, Wang Chengzhu was stunned, and soon understood the reason.

The propellant of this cannonball is much better than the self-produced one, so the force of the cannonball is also stronger, and it can fly farther. Moreover, he finally glanced at the rising smoke, and its power is twice as powerful as his own.

Holding the steering machine, Wang Chengzhu adjusted the gun position according to the landing point of the first shell...
Two seconds later, when the calibration was completed, Wang Chengzhu stretched out his right hand: "Cannonball"

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"The Eighth Route Army..."

Inside the command post, Sakata held the binoculars and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Sakata, who was originally looking at the map and thinking about the troops' follow-up offensive, turned his attention to the front line again after hearing the big tumor's explosion that was louder than the sound of a grenade grenade.

Seeing this, his face was distorted.

He happened to see the second wave of grenade rain, happened to see more than a dozen devils being blown up, and saw dozens of grenades scattered by the blocking group that had been formed with great difficulty.

The devils concealed themselves very casually. The first wave of big tumors stunned them, and the second wave of them blew them up. After two waves, the losses were not small.

"It seems that this is the original German m24 grenade, which was specially reserved for use during the attack, but why is it so powerful?" Sakata frowned and wondered.

Because the Central Army once imported a batch of German grenades for use, Japan, which was an opponent of the Republic of China, also bought a batch of research materials by the way.Sakata has naturally seen the original, and even seen live ammunition drills and detailed data.

However, the explosion smoke in front of him was far more powerful than the Tokuzao that Sakata had seen before.

The system is too high, does not apply scientific principles, and completely ignores economic and manufacturing factors. Hesuojin was invented in World War II, and the technology is mature, but no company or country will put high-purity Hesuojin into the grenade. This nearly [-]-fold price difference cannot even be supported by the American imperialist pocketbook.

"This, the shape and size are indeed m24 grenades, but the explosion power is almost half as powerful." The lieutenant general of the staff also looked puzzled: "Could it be a new batch from abroad?"

"What a cunning and arrogant opponent"

Sakata felt a little distressed when he saw that the commandos continued to attack his position like a bamboo stick, as well as the machine guns that were still firing.

Although he is not in the life of ordinary soldiers, he still cares about the combat effectiveness of the wing. The Eighth Route Army's attack this time, his subordinates suffered a lot of casualties, and all the soldiers involved in the attack were elite veterans. Too many deaths would affect the combat effectiveness of the wing.

But deep down inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Eighth Route Army takes advantage of its position and cannot hold on with these weapons, it will really make him difficult.

Light machine guns, high-power grenades, sufficient ammunition, combined with solid and reasonable positional bunkers, as well as the commander's excellent tactical command ability and strong morale, may be able to stop him for several days, and even cause a lot of casualties .

However, without the advantage of a good position, to actually hide firepower, launch a surprise attack, and try to defeat his wing head-on, this is simply wishful thinking.Sakata snorted coldly.

Although the Eighth Route Army was caught off guard, lost hundreds of soldiers at once, and even fell into chaos, but after all, the strength and firepower advantage of his unit is here, and he will definitely take back the initiative on the battlefield with his superior strength in the future.

Sakata didn't panic at all.

At this moment, the devil's rear team, which has the superiority in strength, has completed its assembly. A team of more than 500 people meets the commando team and the first battalion. The two sides launched a bayonet hand-to-hand battle.

"how is this possible···"

Bantian, who was expecting his elites to use hand-to-hand combat to defeat the Eighth Route Army in one fell swoop, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he almost rushed out of the command post in shock.

I saw that the first battalion and the commandos were already mixed up with the group of devils. The blade saw blood, and the loess was dyed red. In the imagination, the Eighth Route Army collapsed at the touch of a button.

The Japanese bayonet battle is a must-training item, and the devils in the Sakata United team are all old devils. They brutally sharpen their excellent bayonet stabbing skills with the flesh and blood of the Chinese, but the new group is not made of mud. The big blade fights the devil's bayonet. Not at all lost.

The opponent actually had an advantage in the hand-to-hand battle that the Imperial Army was proud of.

Gradually, the Japanese attack group was repelled...

"Baga, shame, shame for the Imperial Army..."

Seeing his subordinates being repelled by hand-to-hand combat, Sakata was furious, grabbed the phone and ordered to continue the attack.

At this time, about 200 meters behind his command post, there was a burst of explosion...
(End of this chapter)